His Color by atypicalsnowman Title: His Color Author: atypicalsnowman Pairing: Snucius. Rating: NC-17 Word Count: 1001 Warnings: Object insertion. Summary: PWP with a bit of sweet at the end. A/N: Thanks to torina_archelda for the quick beta. This smutty little offering is for whitecotton, who recently slaved away on a fic for me. Thank you, darling! Hope you like this.
"I have a gift for you, my friend," Lucius said over brandy, handing Severus a plainly wrapped box.
"Oh?" Severus said warily as he accepted it. "And what is this in aid of?"
"Your return from that ghastly convention, of course. After all, all work and no play—"
"Leaves Severus wandering around the manor with an ax. Yes, well I do thank you for..." Severus looked into the box, peeling back green tissue paper concealing a monstrous pink dildo.
Holding it with no small amount of disdain, he removed it from its box and sent a lifted eyebrow in Lucius' direction.
"What? It's not as though they have a variety of colors for those sorts of thing, Severus. One must cope with what one has."
His eyebrow didn't falter as he asked in a droll tone, "Perhaps, however I'm wondering exactly how this is a gift for me. You know I don't...enjoy objects like this as much as you."
Lucius purred and put his drink down on a nearby table and walked towards him, Severus noticing something nearly feline in the way he was being stared at, appraised.
"Ah, forgive me for being unclear. The object itself is meant for me. The gift is allowing you to...insert it."
Severus felt his cock stiffen and looked down on the large, ribbed pink thing and considered the possibilities.
"I always thought pink was your color," he said, standing and leading the way to Lucius' bedroom.
*
"This," Lucius said, sweat pouring from his brow, his steps slow and deliberate, "is not the kind of play I had in mind, Severus."
Severus smirked, then closed the front door behind them, eyeing the long front path they'd have to walk in order to reach the end of the wards.
"You did say I was allowed to insert it," Severus reminded him as he came up from behind, allowing his hands to roam over Lucius' arse. He cupped it, earning a gasp from his captive before his hands slowly roamed towards Lucius' entrance, finding the still-inserted dildo and pushing on it gently.
A moan and Lucius' hair was tossed over Severus shoulder, revealing an expanse of neck Severus eyed hungrily.
"Enough of this. Let's return to my bedroom and you can fuck me senseless," Lucius said in a moan.
"Oh, but I am hungry," Severus said, reaching into Lucius' trousers and moving the dildo in short, shallow thrusts. "Besides, you should see yourself. There's no possible way anyone could mistake that look on your face."
"Severus..." Lucius moaned desperately, his hips jerking in time with Severus' thrusts. "Damn you, do you want me to beg?"
He might not have to, Severus thought as his fingers wrapped around the dildo, then thought of removing the damned thing and shoving himself in there.
"Here, Lucius?" he asked in a sarcastic tone. "On your own front lawn? Whatever will the house-elves think?"
"I don't give a damn!" Lucius said while unbuckling his trousers then grabbing hold of Severus' hand and using it to force the dildo deeper. "Ugh!" he cried out, then, "fuck me, Severus, please!"
This is what he had wanted, Severus thought as he undid his own trousers, then bent Lucius-the-pureblood over and rammed the dildo in deeper like the wanton whore he was.
"Yes! Oh, fuck! Wait...to the left! Oh!" he moaned as Severus cast a lubrication spell on himself, then removed the dildo, grinning as Lucius' muscles tried to keep the pink atrocity within.
"You're such a whore, Lucius, begging to be fucked," he muttered as he shoved in. "So lovely when you beg."
Lucius grunted then pushed back on Severus' cock, taking him deeper as he moaned to Severus' satisfaction. He pulled on Lucius' hair, his cock pulsing at the barely withheld whimper that brought, and began to fuck him in earnest.
"So beautiful when you're desperate," he whispered as Lucius' tight heat gripped him. "I prefer you when you're like this."
"Damn—ugh—damn you, Severus," Lucius panted as he began to fist his own cock in time to Severus' thrusts. "You know how much I—"
"I know," Severus said in a grunt, then thrust once more into Lucius' arse before coming, Lucius quickly following. The pink dildo lay on the lawn next to them looking a bit put-out.
Panting, Lucius quickly drew up his trousers and crouched down next to Severus. Severus smirked and thought he probably wouldn't be sitting any time soon.
"You're a bastard," he grunted, then banished the dildo to somewhere unknown.
"Perhaps I simply enjoy hearing you beg for me," Severus said, standing and offering Lucius a hand.
The look Lucius gave him at that went beyond lust, beyond a simple friendly understanding. It spoke of longing and tenderness and something else Severus didn't dare mention.
"You realize you are the only man I would ever—" Lucius began, but stopped and cleared his throat. Severus thought he knew what he'd been about to say and—in a moment of stupidity—reached out and brushed his lips over Lucius' own.
The gestured was accepted and they stood on the lawn of Malfoy Manor—a bit worse for wear—snogging like teenagers that hadn't seen each other for a month.
Lucius pulled back first and Severus thought he saw a glimmer of a smile before he ran a hand over his hair and began to walk towards the end of the wards.
"When did you say your next conference was scheduled?" he asked as though something incredible hadn't just occurred.
"Oh, a few weeks, I believe," Severus said, his steps far less confident than they had been a moment ago. "Time enough to return to Spinner's End for a time."
"Why bother going all the way to Yorkshire when you can stay here?" Lucius asked without looking at him, and Severus paused his steps.
A smile overtook his face for one moment, but luckily Lucius hadn't seen it. "True," he said, as they continued walking side by side.