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Title: Sweet Dreams
Author: Anath de Malfoy
Pairing: Lucius/Draco
Summary: Lucius contemplates the beauty of his sleeping child…
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Warnings: M/M slash, incest, chanslash, somnophilia, masturbation
Possible Spoilers: Books 1-5
Word Count: 505
Disclaimer: All characters and profits belong to J.K Rowling. I created the sexy chan, however.
On those evenings when Lucius Malfoy’s wife Narcissa was away with her friends or lovers, Lucius chose that time to deepen his bonds of affection with their little son Draco. The boy would sleep in the master bedroom’s luxurious four-poster bed with his father, cradled in a tender paternal embrace beneath the counterpane of black velvet and the sleek comfort of satin sheets. Warm and drowsy, Draco would nestle against the smooth bare chest of Lucius (father and son both preferred to sleep unclothed in the enchanted heat of the grand bedchamber) as he listened to the mellifluous voice of the elder Malfoy reading him a story from one of his favourite books.
This night, little Draco had slipped into slumber before Lucius had finished telling the tale of brave knights and ferocious dragons, and Lucius left the magical candles burning for hours as he watched his precious child sleeping. The small blond head seemed almost luminous against the dark, sleek fabric of the pillow, silvery eyelashes caressing the ivory of the child’s face like fine threads of silk. Lips of palest rose curved in a perfect, sensual pout, and Lucius could hardly restrain himself from bending to kiss his beautiful boy awake.
Instead, Lucius found his hand straying to his rapidly hardening cock, stroking slowly, sensually up and down the aching shaft as he contemplated his child’s flawless beauty. He moaned almost inaudibly as Draco’s small fingers curled around the pillow-slip’s lacy edge, signifying Draco’s delicate fragility, his complete dependence on the father he adored and worshipped during his waking hours. Perhaps, Lucius mused as he caressed himself, Draco was having a precious, tender sweet dream at that very moment about him.
Lucius must have gasped aloud in rapture at that thought, for little Draco’s eyelids fluttered open and a small voice whispered in the stillness of the moonlit night, “Touch me too, Father, please…”
Moaning softly once more, Lucius took the hard little erection of his son in a tender hand and began to rub it gently, eliciting tiny coos and whimpers from the boy. The older Malfoy found himself almost purring aloud as both of Draco’s small hands reached for him, encircling his needing hardness and mirroring the sensuous movements of Lucius’ fingers.
Lucius leaned down to press his searching lips to the soft, slightly parted ones of the child, sliding his tongue with warm, silken caresses into the boy’s willing mouth. Draco thrust his small, stiff cock against his father’s palm as the skilled touch of Lucius brought him more pleasure than he had ever known before in his young life.
An ecstasy that was soon heightened as the older Malfoy began to move his lips slowly and tenderly down over the young one’s body, sucking the tiny nipples into rosy peaks, nuzzling softly against the smooth flesh of Draco’s stomach before taking the swollen young cock into that heavenly mouth.
Draco writhed and sighed in unutterable delight; this was more exquisite than any delicious phantasm that deepest slumber could provide.
Love & Serpents' Kisses,
Anath.
magdellin.Title: Sweet Dreams
Author: Anath de Malfoy
Pairing: Lucius/Draco
Summary: Lucius contemplates the beauty of his sleeping child…
Rating: Hard R/NC-17
Warnings: M/M slash, incest, chanslash, somnophilia, masturbation
Possible Spoilers: Books 1-5
Word Count: 505
Disclaimer: All characters and profits belong to J.K Rowling. I created the sexy chan, however.
On those evenings when Lucius Malfoy’s wife Narcissa was away with her friends or lovers, Lucius chose that time to deepen his bonds of affection with their little son Draco. The boy would sleep in the master bedroom’s luxurious four-poster bed with his father, cradled in a tender paternal embrace beneath the counterpane of black velvet and the sleek comfort of satin sheets. Warm and drowsy, Draco would nestle against the smooth bare chest of Lucius (father and son both preferred to sleep unclothed in the enchanted heat of the grand bedchamber) as he listened to the mellifluous voice of the elder Malfoy reading him a story from one of his favourite books.
This night, little Draco had slipped into slumber before Lucius had finished telling the tale of brave knights and ferocious dragons, and Lucius left the magical candles burning for hours as he watched his precious child sleeping. The small blond head seemed almost luminous against the dark, sleek fabric of the pillow, silvery eyelashes caressing the ivory of the child’s face like fine threads of silk. Lips of palest rose curved in a perfect, sensual pout, and Lucius could hardly restrain himself from bending to kiss his beautiful boy awake.
Instead, Lucius found his hand straying to his rapidly hardening cock, stroking slowly, sensually up and down the aching shaft as he contemplated his child’s flawless beauty. He moaned almost inaudibly as Draco’s small fingers curled around the pillow-slip’s lacy edge, signifying Draco’s delicate fragility, his complete dependence on the father he adored and worshipped during his waking hours. Perhaps, Lucius mused as he caressed himself, Draco was having a precious, tender sweet dream at that very moment about him.
Lucius must have gasped aloud in rapture at that thought, for little Draco’s eyelids fluttered open and a small voice whispered in the stillness of the moonlit night, “Touch me too, Father, please…”
Moaning softly once more, Lucius took the hard little erection of his son in a tender hand and began to rub it gently, eliciting tiny coos and whimpers from the boy. The older Malfoy found himself almost purring aloud as both of Draco’s small hands reached for him, encircling his needing hardness and mirroring the sensuous movements of Lucius’ fingers.
Lucius leaned down to press his searching lips to the soft, slightly parted ones of the child, sliding his tongue with warm, silken caresses into the boy’s willing mouth. Draco thrust his small, stiff cock against his father’s palm as the skilled touch of Lucius brought him more pleasure than he had ever known before in his young life.
An ecstasy that was soon heightened as the older Malfoy began to move his lips slowly and tenderly down over the young one’s body, sucking the tiny nipples into rosy peaks, nuzzling softly against the smooth flesh of Draco’s stomach before taking the swollen young cock into that heavenly mouth.
Draco writhed and sighed in unutterable delight; this was more exquisite than any delicious phantasm that deepest slumber could provide.
Love & Serpents' Kisses,
Anath.
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