Boykissing Fic 4- Lucius/Severus
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tarotgalTitle: The Perfect Excuse
Author: tarotgal
Fandom: Harry Potter (set around 1979 or 1980)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Lucius/Severus
Spoilers: for book 5
Disclaimer: These lads would be doing this all the time if I owned them. As it is, I do not. This is just an innocent little ficlet
Summary: Having spent a few days working for Dumbledore, Snape needs an excuse to explain his absence to the death eaters.
Notes: I requested boykissing requests. BVB requested Lucius/Severus
The Perfect Excuse
Snape eyed the potion nervously. It bubbled green and blue in the goblet in an entirely unappetizing way. He knew very well any discomfort felt as a result of drinking the potion would be far better than the alternative, even if it killed him.
“Well, that’s it. Go on, then.”
Snape looked up at Madam Pomfrey. It was easy for her to stand there smiling. She didn’t have to drink the foul-smelling thing. “Typically I don’t take potions I have not brewed myself.” He looked back down at the goblet in hand. It was cold to the touch and seemed to get colder as he stood there and let the bubbles pop on its surface. For a moment, he considered his alternatives. “Especially ones I know are going to cause me harm.”
“The headmaster—” she began.
“I know what Dumbledore said. I’m the one that suggested this excuse in the first place. I know I have to drink it. I only…” His voice died away and he shook his head in defeat. There wasn’t anything to say about it. Of course he wished it didn’t have to be this way. But he only had himself to blame for the position he was in now. “Never mind.” Snape sighed deeply and raised the goblet. “Guess it’s bottoms up then.” He tossed it back all at once before he could stop himself.
The potion tasted far worse than he had imagined. And when he finally finished it, he was glad he had decided to drink quickly rather than slowly. Snape set down the empty goblet and waited a few moments for the effects of the potion to start showing.
It was a strange feeling within him, as though time were speeding up inside while he remained standing still. His body started to hurt and his head clouded. When he swallowed his throat felt painfully sore, and when he breathed in his nose was stuffed. He gave a brief smile as he felt the need to sneeze and gave in to it. “ihhhh… ehhh-hehhhArshhhh! URshhhhh!” When he opened his eyes, he saw Madam Pomfrey holding a handkerchief out to him. “Thags,” he snuffled and rubbed the hanky at his nose. “I suppose I… I-hehhArshhhhhhh! Sniff! I should have been prepared for that.”
She nodded back. “So how are you feeling now?”
He coughed a few times and winced. “Absolutely horrible.” Not only that, but he sounded horrible and was sure he looked it. With a sigh, he smiled. “Perfect.” Now he was ready to go back.
*
Snape clamped the handkerchief to his face as he sneezed and coughed again. Though the dungeon room in the lowest level of the Malfoy manor was dark, several pairs of eyes still looked over at him critically. He sniffled and ducked his head down so as to apologize for interrupting. Even if the cold had been willingly received it didn’t mean he liked to be stared at so when he sneezed. That was the way it had been back at Hogwarts when he got sick. He excused himself and everyone looked away except for Lucius who raised an eyebrow and fought back a smile. Snape smiled back briefly.
Lucius concluded the meeting, turning to several particular death eaters on the other side of the room. “Report. Is it done?”
McNair nodded. “Regulus Black’s wavering conscious won’t be a problem for us any more,” he said with a wide grin.
“Well that should teach anyone contemplating working against us, shouldn’t it?” There was a rash of laughter in the room. Snape swallowed hard but joined in as well, glad his powers in Occlumency allowed his thoughts to stay private. “All right then. Your orders have been set, so that is all this time.” Meetings with Lord Voldemort himself were often enough, but small groups of death eaters met more frequently to discuss the specifics of his orders and plans to carry them out. Lucius Malfoy, with both the empty house and Voldemort’s favor, headed these meetings and there were very few excuses for missing one.
Everyone began filing out of the room rather silently as they went single-file up the stairs. The look Snape received from Lucius told him to stay behind. Snape had been expecting as much. Being absent from meetings for four days, especially after one death eater was suspected of turning traitor, was a matter Lucius Malfoy would need to address. Snape only hoped Malfoy accepted his excuse rather than accused him of working for the other side.
Snape had selected this particular excuse with care, however, and Lucius’ reaction was most expected now. “How’s that cold of yours, Severus?” he asked over the heads of the death eaters still around. “We’ve missed you over these last few days.”
“I’ve felt better, as you can imagine. I thought staying in bed would help but I still feel pretty awful. My head’s killing me. And I can’t stop sneezing.”
Lucius’ eyes twinkled at the word. Now alone together in the room, Lucius walked smoothly over to him. He brushed his lips against Snape’s warm forehead. “I’m sorry you’re feeling sick.” His hands ran down Snape’s body, resting on his hips.
“No you’re not,” Snape chuckled knowingly.
“No,” Lucius repeated, grinning back. “I’m not really.” He sighed at the face Snape was making. Snape’s face went slack, with his jaw dropping and his nose twitching. He sniffed, clearly trying to hold back a sneeze. “Oh, you little tease. Don’t you go holding out on me just because I’m betrothed now. Because Merlin knows Narcissa doesn’t sneeze even half as wonderfully as you do.”
Snape gave a brief smile and gave in. “ihhh… hehhErshhhh!” He cleared his throat and sniffled. “Was that a little more to your liking, Lucius?”
Lucius licked his lips and nodded. His fingers began roaming around Snape’s chest. “All sick and sneezy, aren’t you, Sev? I was watching you all through the meeting you know.”
Snape nodded. “I noticed. Not the sort of thing a man with a fiancé should be doing…” he teased again. Lucius liked games and Snape wasn’t about to disappoint now.
“Forget her,” Lucius said, his eyes alone were terribly convincing. I’m just marrying her for a son. You know it’s you I fancy.”
Well, Snape and any other death eater that happened to be around when he was in the mood. Snape sniffled wetly and Lucius sighed, going weak. He grabbed Snape’s cheek with his hand and Snape’s crotch with his other as he placed a firm kiss on Snape’s lips. They slipped about as Lucius added tongue and progressed quickly to licking and sucking and groping.
Snape sighed deeply, kissing back instinctively, giving in because he knew he had no other choice. He kissed back, sniffling through his nose to breathe. He leaned forward, urging Lucius to kiss harder, go further if he liked. Lucius complied at once, breaking off when he felt Snape stiffen with the need to sneeze. Snape’s face fell again, but the sneeze took its time, making his nostrils flair helplessly. He kissed Snape’s nose lightly, helping the tickle.
“ehhhh…” Snape resisted the urge to turn away, wanting Lucius to be able to see properly. “hihhhh-Ahshuhhhh! Urshhhhhhh!” Snape sniffled afterwards. “Sorry. Sniff! And thanks.” Feeling both pleased and self conscious, he turned a little this time in order to blow his nose.
Lucius rested his hands on Snape’s hips again. “So what are your plans for tonight, Severus?”
Snape shook his head. “All I want, sniff, sniff, is to go back home and crawl back into bed with a couple of hankies and a hot water bottle.”
Lucius kissed him softly on the lips once, twice, then a few more times more quickly. “You shouldn’t be traveling out there when you’re sick.” He referred to the fact that it had been raining all afternoon and into the evening. Though it was late spring and rather warm out at times, the rain was still thick and cold. Another strong kiss on the lips brought the request, “I’d like you to sleep over tonight. I have plenty of handkerchiefs and I’d be happy to play the part of a hot water bottle.” Lucius ran a hand through Snape’s hair and kissed him again to make the offer sweeter. He wrapped his arms around Snape, who leaned into Lucius’ chest.
Snape smiled, feeling protected and comforted by the man six years his senior. It was this feeling of comfort which had in part made him decide to fall in with the death eaters in the first place. There were reasons other than the sense of belonging, though. And reasons for working against them as well.
Realizing how quiet Snape was being, Lucius eyed him carefully. “That is, of course, unless you have somewhere you need to rush off to.”
Something fluttered in Snape’s chest, but he didn’t let it show to Lucius that he had been just thinking along those lines. “Where would I have to go that’s better than here? I’d love to stay, thank you.” Even if he knew it was just so Lucius could sleep with him while he was sick… even if he knew it was just so Lucius could keep an eye on him… it was still a tempting offer he couldn’t refuse. One he didn’t want to refuse. As Lucius kissed him again, Snape relaxed fully into the familiarity of the situation. Of course he was being used and manipulated. Of course his true loyalty did not lie with Lucius or the Dark Lord any more. But, as he let Lucius take his hand and lead him upstairs to bed, Snape had to admit it was much more enjoyable here than working on Dumbledore’s side.
:-)
Author: tarotgal
Fandom: Harry Potter (set around 1979 or 1980)
Rating: PG
Pairing: Lucius/Severus
Spoilers: for book 5
Disclaimer: These lads would be doing this all the time if I owned them. As it is, I do not. This is just an innocent little ficlet
Summary: Having spent a few days working for Dumbledore, Snape needs an excuse to explain his absence to the death eaters.
Notes: I requested boykissing requests. BVB requested Lucius/Severus
The Perfect Excuse
Snape eyed the potion nervously. It bubbled green and blue in the goblet in an entirely unappetizing way. He knew very well any discomfort felt as a result of drinking the potion would be far better than the alternative, even if it killed him.
“Well, that’s it. Go on, then.”
Snape looked up at Madam Pomfrey. It was easy for her to stand there smiling. She didn’t have to drink the foul-smelling thing. “Typically I don’t take potions I have not brewed myself.” He looked back down at the goblet in hand. It was cold to the touch and seemed to get colder as he stood there and let the bubbles pop on its surface. For a moment, he considered his alternatives. “Especially ones I know are going to cause me harm.”
“The headmaster—” she began.
“I know what Dumbledore said. I’m the one that suggested this excuse in the first place. I know I have to drink it. I only…” His voice died away and he shook his head in defeat. There wasn’t anything to say about it. Of course he wished it didn’t have to be this way. But he only had himself to blame for the position he was in now. “Never mind.” Snape sighed deeply and raised the goblet. “Guess it’s bottoms up then.” He tossed it back all at once before he could stop himself.
The potion tasted far worse than he had imagined. And when he finally finished it, he was glad he had decided to drink quickly rather than slowly. Snape set down the empty goblet and waited a few moments for the effects of the potion to start showing.
It was a strange feeling within him, as though time were speeding up inside while he remained standing still. His body started to hurt and his head clouded. When he swallowed his throat felt painfully sore, and when he breathed in his nose was stuffed. He gave a brief smile as he felt the need to sneeze and gave in to it. “ihhhh… ehhh-hehhhArshhhh! URshhhhh!” When he opened his eyes, he saw Madam Pomfrey holding a handkerchief out to him. “Thags,” he snuffled and rubbed the hanky at his nose. “I suppose I… I-hehhArshhhhhhh! Sniff! I should have been prepared for that.”
She nodded back. “So how are you feeling now?”
He coughed a few times and winced. “Absolutely horrible.” Not only that, but he sounded horrible and was sure he looked it. With a sigh, he smiled. “Perfect.” Now he was ready to go back.
Snape clamped the handkerchief to his face as he sneezed and coughed again. Though the dungeon room in the lowest level of the Malfoy manor was dark, several pairs of eyes still looked over at him critically. He sniffled and ducked his head down so as to apologize for interrupting. Even if the cold had been willingly received it didn’t mean he liked to be stared at so when he sneezed. That was the way it had been back at Hogwarts when he got sick. He excused himself and everyone looked away except for Lucius who raised an eyebrow and fought back a smile. Snape smiled back briefly.
Lucius concluded the meeting, turning to several particular death eaters on the other side of the room. “Report. Is it done?”
McNair nodded. “Regulus Black’s wavering conscious won’t be a problem for us any more,” he said with a wide grin.
“Well that should teach anyone contemplating working against us, shouldn’t it?” There was a rash of laughter in the room. Snape swallowed hard but joined in as well, glad his powers in Occlumency allowed his thoughts to stay private. “All right then. Your orders have been set, so that is all this time.” Meetings with Lord Voldemort himself were often enough, but small groups of death eaters met more frequently to discuss the specifics of his orders and plans to carry them out. Lucius Malfoy, with both the empty house and Voldemort’s favor, headed these meetings and there were very few excuses for missing one.
Everyone began filing out of the room rather silently as they went single-file up the stairs. The look Snape received from Lucius told him to stay behind. Snape had been expecting as much. Being absent from meetings for four days, especially after one death eater was suspected of turning traitor, was a matter Lucius Malfoy would need to address. Snape only hoped Malfoy accepted his excuse rather than accused him of working for the other side.
Snape had selected this particular excuse with care, however, and Lucius’ reaction was most expected now. “How’s that cold of yours, Severus?” he asked over the heads of the death eaters still around. “We’ve missed you over these last few days.”
“I’ve felt better, as you can imagine. I thought staying in bed would help but I still feel pretty awful. My head’s killing me. And I can’t stop sneezing.”
Lucius’ eyes twinkled at the word. Now alone together in the room, Lucius walked smoothly over to him. He brushed his lips against Snape’s warm forehead. “I’m sorry you’re feeling sick.” His hands ran down Snape’s body, resting on his hips.
“No you’re not,” Snape chuckled knowingly.
“No,” Lucius repeated, grinning back. “I’m not really.” He sighed at the face Snape was making. Snape’s face went slack, with his jaw dropping and his nose twitching. He sniffed, clearly trying to hold back a sneeze. “Oh, you little tease. Don’t you go holding out on me just because I’m betrothed now. Because Merlin knows Narcissa doesn’t sneeze even half as wonderfully as you do.”
Snape gave a brief smile and gave in. “ihhh… hehhErshhhh!” He cleared his throat and sniffled. “Was that a little more to your liking, Lucius?”
Lucius licked his lips and nodded. His fingers began roaming around Snape’s chest. “All sick and sneezy, aren’t you, Sev? I was watching you all through the meeting you know.”
Snape nodded. “I noticed. Not the sort of thing a man with a fiancé should be doing…” he teased again. Lucius liked games and Snape wasn’t about to disappoint now.
“Forget her,” Lucius said, his eyes alone were terribly convincing. I’m just marrying her for a son. You know it’s you I fancy.”
Well, Snape and any other death eater that happened to be around when he was in the mood. Snape sniffled wetly and Lucius sighed, going weak. He grabbed Snape’s cheek with his hand and Snape’s crotch with his other as he placed a firm kiss on Snape’s lips. They slipped about as Lucius added tongue and progressed quickly to licking and sucking and groping.
Snape sighed deeply, kissing back instinctively, giving in because he knew he had no other choice. He kissed back, sniffling through his nose to breathe. He leaned forward, urging Lucius to kiss harder, go further if he liked. Lucius complied at once, breaking off when he felt Snape stiffen with the need to sneeze. Snape’s face fell again, but the sneeze took its time, making his nostrils flair helplessly. He kissed Snape’s nose lightly, helping the tickle.
“ehhhh…” Snape resisted the urge to turn away, wanting Lucius to be able to see properly. “hihhhh-Ahshuhhhh! Urshhhhhhh!” Snape sniffled afterwards. “Sorry. Sniff! And thanks.” Feeling both pleased and self conscious, he turned a little this time in order to blow his nose.
Lucius rested his hands on Snape’s hips again. “So what are your plans for tonight, Severus?”
Snape shook his head. “All I want, sniff, sniff, is to go back home and crawl back into bed with a couple of hankies and a hot water bottle.”
Lucius kissed him softly on the lips once, twice, then a few more times more quickly. “You shouldn’t be traveling out there when you’re sick.” He referred to the fact that it had been raining all afternoon and into the evening. Though it was late spring and rather warm out at times, the rain was still thick and cold. Another strong kiss on the lips brought the request, “I’d like you to sleep over tonight. I have plenty of handkerchiefs and I’d be happy to play the part of a hot water bottle.” Lucius ran a hand through Snape’s hair and kissed him again to make the offer sweeter. He wrapped his arms around Snape, who leaned into Lucius’ chest.
Snape smiled, feeling protected and comforted by the man six years his senior. It was this feeling of comfort which had in part made him decide to fall in with the death eaters in the first place. There were reasons other than the sense of belonging, though. And reasons for working against them as well.
Realizing how quiet Snape was being, Lucius eyed him carefully. “That is, of course, unless you have somewhere you need to rush off to.”
Something fluttered in Snape’s chest, but he didn’t let it show to Lucius that he had been just thinking along those lines. “Where would I have to go that’s better than here? I’d love to stay, thank you.” Even if he knew it was just so Lucius could sleep with him while he was sick… even if he knew it was just so Lucius could keep an eye on him… it was still a tempting offer he couldn’t refuse. One he didn’t want to refuse. As Lucius kissed him again, Snape relaxed fully into the familiarity of the situation. Of course he was being used and manipulated. Of course his true loyalty did not lie with Lucius or the Dark Lord any more. But, as he let Lucius take his hand and lead him upstairs to bed, Snape had to admit it was much more enjoyable here than working on Dumbledore’s side.
:-)
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Date: 2004-07-03 06:29 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-07-03 08:29 am (UTC)Yummy! Thank you so very, very much...I love how you write the two of them together.
Snape all prickly and sneezy and Lucius all *ahem* concerned about his condition...
Mmmmm...they have a way of just making me feel all naughty *g*
BVB
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Date: 2004-07-03 10:47 am (UTC)I like the thought or Snape and Malfoy as a couple.
There's a whole lot I throw into their relationship in my head, actually, apart from Malfoy liking when Snape sneezes *G* I tend to think of it as an emotionally abusive relationship that started back at Hogwarts with Lucius (a 7th year) taking advantage of Snape (a 1st year). Commanding his loyalty, making him feel desired/wanted in a way he hadn't been before, turning him to the dark side so to speak. Not that I can blame Snape... Lucius is dead sexy! heehee
Anyway, being able to manipulate Lucius sexually here (instead of the other way around) was mirroring the fact that he's turned traitor on the death eaters. He's finally standing on his own and thinking for himself... but he's got a weakness for Malfoy based on their past... and the fact that Lucius is sexy! Anyway, that's an over-simplification of their relationship in my head... but I thought I'd ramble here a little to wake myself up :-)
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Date: 2004-07-03 10:52 am (UTC)To me this story marks a change in their relationship, where Snape plays Lucius for the first time. And I enjoyed that aspect as much as anything else. I feel all inspired to finish all my other evil!Snape fics now! Thanks again for suggesting them, and I'm very pleased you liked the ficlet! :-)
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Date: 2004-07-03 02:29 pm (UTC)This goes up among my favorites of your fics (including your Remus/Bill stuff, which I read recently for the first time, and thought was great) - simultaneously sweet, sexy and dark.
I am not into teenage sex (just doesn't do it for me), but I'd love to see you do a Lucius/Severus story set at Hogwarts, with Malfoy's little fetish and Snape just discovering the uses that can be made of it.
Sharon (aka Sharondownonthefarm) who is amazed at how prolific you are.
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Date: 2004-07-04 07:48 pm (UTC)~A
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Date: 2004-07-06 03:42 am (UTC)Awww, thank you so much! That means a lot :-)
He was a little less passive in my story 'Needs'. But in general, whenever I write them I do make him passive. It's usually a manupulative Lucius and a weak, desperate, will-do-anything-to-be-accepted Snape. To me in this story, he's still drawn in by Lucius' sexual presence and memories of past experiences. And still wants Lucius... but is able to separate emotion from physical for a change and manipulate back to save himself. I like how he teases a little and Lucius never understands that the joke really is on him. Yeah, their backstory is much more fun for me than anything else, I think. Though I must admit I have written my share of young, impressionable, needy Snape... and my share of death eater orgies. LOL
This goes up among my favorites of your fics (including your Remus/Bill stuff, which I read recently for the first time, and thought was great) - simultaneously sweet, sexy and dark.
Awwww *blushes madly* Thank you!! I'm so glad you liked/read it! I'm pretty sure only one person ever mentioned readying that attic story with them, so it was a thrill to read that you'd read and liked it. Thank you :-) I agree with you in your one story, about Bill not being the type to settle down. I'm currently writing a very long Remus/Bill non-sneezefic where Remus is constantly underrating himself for his many years on him and worrying that Bill is too restless. And I've written quite a few things here and there that make reference to the fact that Bill isn't ready to settle down (in a way I'd imagine Remus would like to) but I'm not sure Remus favors being completely committed either. Not when he's been through so much pain and uncertainty. I like Bill because he's fun. But the brains and heart are there as well. He's a lot like Sirius as well (which is sometimes a big problem in the stories for Remus) but in ways that Snape and Sirius aren't alike. So it's fun to work with. Anyhoo... glad you like them. I write more nonsneezefic with those two, but I really love to hear they work well for people in h/c circumstances, too. Thanks!
I am not into teenage sex (just doesn't do it for me), but I'd love to see you do a Lucius/Severus story set at Hogwarts, with Malfoy's little fetish and Snape just discovering the uses that can be made of it.
'Needs' is obviously the story I used to establish Malfoy's fetish. But my story 'Familiarity' has a Hogwarts age Lucius taking advantage of Severus for the first time. It's Lucius with the cold there, though. Hmmm. I have a number of unfinished fics with the two of them, but that would definitely be an interesting one to write... thank you for the suggestion!! I'd never pass up a good Malfoy-manipulation! :-)
Sharon (aka Sharondownonthefarm) who is amazed at how prolific you are.
Look who's talking! I still haven't finished proper feedback for all the fics you recently posted! Internet instability has been killing me lately, but I swear I'll get that done. I *so* enjoyed them all...
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Date: 2004-07-06 09:42 am (UTC)BTW, where do you post your non-sneezing fanfiction? I'd be curious to read it.
Cheers,
Sharon
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Date: 2004-07-14 02:33 pm (UTC)I like the idea of Snape/Lucius as a couple. They just kinda seem to fit together.
I love the ending, where Snape "knows" that he's staying because it's what Lucius whats, but doesn't seem to mind all that much.
Also love the idea of him taking the potion to make himself sick.
Midnight Angel Girl (Brigidmn)