
Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/7866583.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Rape/Non-Con, Underage
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Lucius_Malfoy
  Character:
      Draco_Malfoy, Lucius_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Incest, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
  Collections:
      Ink_Stained_Fingers
  Stats:
      Published: 2005-01-18 Words: 1187
****** Sick Sensations ******
by Adamanthea [archived by ISF_Archivist]
Summary
     Draco is ill - unfortunately for him, that means nothing to his
     father.
Notes
     This story was originally archived at Ink_Stained_Fingers, which was
     created in 2002 as a home for Harry Potter slash fiction. To preserve
     the archive, we began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an
     Open Doors-approved project in January 2015. We e-mailed all authors
     about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached
     everyone. If you are (or know) this author or artist, please contact
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     Author's notes: Hehe. my first bit of posted Draco/Lucius. Enjoy!
Sick Sensations




  Title: Sick Sensations Author: Adamanthea Summary: Draco is sick, and a
  visitor to his room sees that he is not left unattended. Disclaimer: J.K
  Rowling owns Harry Potter Warnings: M/M, Incest, NC A/N: If you read anime
  fanfiction you might know me as 'Kayla.'

  - - - -

  Draco trembled, his chest heaving as he struggled to lie as still as
  possible. It was just too hot to even breath. Somehow, in the last couple of
  minutes, he'd managed to take off all of his clothing, and pull a sheet
  around his body. Every couple of minutes it would go from hot to cold.

  Yet he could not even cry out. He needed help, but his voice was lost. The
  room spun around him and he closed his eyes, trying to block out the heated
  blur.

  He couldn't see very well, but the next thing he felt that made his eyes jerk
  open were hands on his body. Comforting, cold hands trailed up his chest,
  pulling down the white sheet. Logically there was one explanation of the icy,
  long hands, but Draco couldn't quite wrap his mind around the fact that his
  father was the only one in the house. The blanket was cast to the floor, and
  a sudden chill shook him so much that he trembled. The long hands touched his
  thigh, gently caressing him.

  It was enough to jog his fever-muddled mind. "Father," he groaned softly, his
  voice parched. He cringed, pulling away as his father touched him, but he
  couldn't move. It was useless. "Please... not tonight... Father, I'm sick."

  The cool hands were moved from his lower body, and for a minute he sighed in
  relief, thanking everything in him that his father would give him a break.
  Then the hand replaced itself on Draco's forehead. "It seems you have a
  fever," the low drawling voice said slowly, and Draco felt he may have gone
  out of consciousness, for when he opened his eyes, his father was kissing him
  insistently, their lips pressed together.

  Serpent-like as always, his father snaked his tongue deep into Draco's mouth,
  pressing much of his weight on the boy's frail form. Draco felt hot, encased
  in his father's long hair, but he just leaned back and felt no desire to
  object. He was too weak.

  He breathed, deep, only to have his father attack his lips again with his
  mouth. "Please!" he cried, pushing Lucius off of him. He found that he still
  could barely see.

  "Don't you always want your father in your bed?" Lucius snapped, and Draco
  just nodded softly. "You are mine regardless of all."

  "I know it," Draco whispered, praying his throat weren't so dry. He at least
  wished he could have some control. Usually, when his father came to take him,
  it wasn't a problem. His father was cruel, but allowed him some dignity.

  Now his hands crept underneath Draco and pulled his son's body off of the
  bed. Lucius pushed Draco against his still clothed body. As disoriented as
  Draco was, it only added to the shock when his father's heat against him got
  him suddenly aroused.

  A cool tongue was tracing his burning flesh, snaking around his chest and
  stomach. Draco moaned, his breath too fast.

  Suddenly, the attention died off and he could hear his father's feet step on
  the floor. "Draco," he murmured to the boy who lay helplessly on his bed. "I
  want you to look at me."
 
  He breathed deeply, that breath hitching when Lucius grasped him forcefully.
  Draco exhaled, knowing that despite all of his objecting, the very touch of
  his father was enough to make him aroused. He shifted, opening his eyes and
  wrapping his arms helplessly around his father. He could hear his father
  disrobing above him him, and he couldn't help the tears to his eyes. He was
  so dizzy...

  So dizzy... so helpless...

  His father's hands cupped his inner thighs, pulling apart his legs
  insistently. Draco could not help the weak tear that slid down his cheek. He
  was too tired, too weak to respond to this. He felt the lubricant on his
  father's fingers, unsure of whether or not he'd seen or heard the man get it
  out of anywhere.

  He gasped, his mouth even drier as Lucius pushed a finger against the tight
  muscles of his opening. He wished he could get the slightest moisture into
  his mouth, just enough so he could scream when his father's finger dived
  inside of him. Draco's mind wandered, but was brought clearly to earth when
  the finger became two, and hit him dead on, causing a brilliant sensation
  that made him scream with what little energy he had left.

  He pressed his back further onto the sweat-drenched bed, as Lucius removed
  the fingers from his entrance, and quickly, with too little preparation,
  slammed into his son. Draco screamed, unable to hold back the few seconds of
  pure agony caused by his father's force.

  Hitting his son hard, Lucius thrust furiously, and Draco felt as if he were
  being pounded into the mattress, harder with every thrust. He, himself was
  incredibly hard over this treatment, and found himself pressing in time with
  Lucius, keeping his groin in close contact with the other man's body.

  Lucius's lips brushed his in a quick yet forceful kiss that seemed to bruise
  the young boy. Draco looked up, desperate for more gentleness from his
  father, yet it didn't seem possible. Lucius kissed him again roughly, his
  hand buried in Draco's hair. Draco sighed as he felt another strain of the
  terrible fever induced weakness, and he prayed his father would be done with
  his body quickly. He shivered, realizing that he'd be done and gone in
  moments.

  Lucius moaned lightly, and quickly pushed himself in Draco's body, as deep as
  was possible. Draco gasped, the feeling so strong that he forgot the fever
  blurring his senses. Nothing could feel better than his father against him,
  inside of him. Lucius's head dipped down into Draco's neck, and his mouth
  remained stationary as he pushed harder, pulsing inside of him. His lips
  parted against Draco's neck and bit down hard as he heard his father yell
  out, and felt the splash of his father's seed in his body.

  Just as Lucius looked down on him, and retracted himself from his body, his
  hand moved to Draco's own increasingly painful erection. What looked like a
  devilish smile and a full removal from Draco's body, and Lucius moved his
  hand up the length of Draco's shaft, and watched with delight as his son
  came, all over his hand and the space between them.

  "I guess you weren't too ill," the low voice said, panting. Draco shook his
  head, and prayed that Lucius would now let him rest. He pressed his head
  against his father, who lay next to him, an arm wrapped protectively around
  his body. Draco pressed his face into his father's chest, which was
  shockingly cold after their passionate encounter.

  Draco sighed, let his eyes slip close, and fell asleep clinging to the memory
  of what had happened.


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