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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Lucius_Malfoy/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Lucius_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Challenge_Response, BDSM
  Collections:
      Ink_Stained_Fingers
  Stats:
      Published: 2003-07-13 Words: 4338
****** The Serpent’s Kiss ******
by Aeowen [archived by ISF_Archivist]
Summary
     This fic is part of the ’Beloved Enemies’ Harry/Lucius Fuh-Q-Fest,
     http://groups.yahoo.com/group/HarryxLucius/. Challenge: 223 Harry and
     Ron have a bet. Potter has to go to a magic Sex-shop and buy
     something extreme. When Harry is ready to leave the shop he bumps
     into Lucius
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
     me using the e-mail address at the Ink_Stained_Fingers_collection
     profile.
     Author's notes: This piece was written before the release of OoP.
     Also, a great many thanks to Roselyne for being my beta. This is my
     first Harry and Lucius pairing fic, so feedback would be really
     helpful.
The Serpent's Kiss




  Author's note: This piece was written before the release of OoP.
  Author's note: A great many thanks to Roselyne for being my beta. This is my
  first Harry and Lucius pairing fic, so feedback would be really helpful.
  "Yeah, right." Harry snorted, replying to Ron's story.
  "No, seriously," the redhead insisted. "Padma is on her knees in front of
  Justin when McGonagall walks in. Apparently the look on her face was a cross
  between anger and embarrassment. Always knew she needed a good time in bed."
  "Oh, now I don't know. I don't think McGonagall is as uptight as you think.
  Alcohol at least loosens her up."
  "What? You think she has some lover in Hogsmeade? Sneaks out and meets him on
  the weekend?" Harry laughed. Ron grinned and skewered another marshmallow
  before placing it over the fire. Harry and Ron were enjoying the fact that
  they were two of the few people around during the Easter holidays.
  Hermione had gone home for the holidays, leaving them to themselves. The
  Gryffindor Tower was mostly empty, giving them the freedom to do just about
  anything, including having loud conversations in the common room regarding
  sex.
  Ron snorted at a thought. "Can you imagine," he said conspiratorially,
  "McGonagall walking into a sex store?"
  Harry's face screwed up into a grimace and then he laughed. "Could we not
  discuss our head of house's sex life, please? That just killed my idea of a
  magic sex store. I've never seen one, you know." Ron pushed him playfully.
  "So does that mean that you'd never walk into a magic sex store?"
  "Well, I mean, I don't know. Would you?"
  "Hehe, you can't get out that easily, Harry. I think you just don't want to
  admit that you'd be too embarrassed to walk into a place like that."
  "Would not. Just don't want to imagine McGonagall in one."
  "Oh really? Prove it."
  Harry looked at his best friend. "You want me to go to Diagon Alley and walk
  into a sex store?"
  "Nope, I want you to go to Diagon Alley, walk into a sex store, and buy
  something. In fact, I'm daring you to." Harry quirked his eyebrows. Ron went
  on, "I, Ronald Weasley, dare you, Harry Potter, to go into the sex store in
  Diagon Alley, the one on the edge of Knockturn Alley, and buy some crazy sex
  toy."
  Harry shook his head, chuckling. "I can't believe you, Ron. Ok, deal. I'll do
  it. We've got a trip to London in two days, I'll do it then. Now," Harry
  continued in an innocent voice, "since I'll be shopping for you, is there
  anything in particular you'd like me to pick up?"
  Ron stuck out his tongue and cuffed Harry on the head. Harry punched him
  back, and soon the two boys were tickling each other on the floor, their
  laughter filling the empty tower.
  Two days later, Harry, Ron, and Ginny took a portkey to Diagon Alley. They
  were meeting Ron's family there and then returning to Hogwarts the same day.
  The boys landed near Flourish and Blott's, and were immediately engulfed in
  Molly Weasley's strong hug.
  Behind her was the rest of the family, except for Charlie, who couldn't leave
  work in Romania. They walked up to the Leaky Cauldron, where they had a
  fabulous meal. Afterwards, they walked along the street, stopping to look in
  the shops. Harry and Ron spent an inordinate amount of time in the Quidditch
  store, eyeing the new equipment and discussing game tactics.
  Ginny, who had been trailing along with them, scuttled out, not wanting to
  hear about sports again. Noticing that they were alone, Ron nudged Harry,
  whispering, "Now's a good time to do it, mate. I think my parents are down
  the street."
  Harry nodded and together they quickly walked up the street to where a
  narrower lane led to Knockturn Alley. Harry pretended to look at a set of
  books while Ron ensured that all of his family was inside the stores. He
  elbowed his friend, and Harry slipped down the alley and into Eroalley, a
  wizard store carrying a wide variety of erotic toys, or so Fred and George
  had told Ron.
  After quietly slipping into the store, Harry tried to look like he belonged
  there, hoping that his hair was covering his scar enough. He could just
  imagine Rita Skeeter getting a hold of this one: "Boy Who Lived found
  browsing sex shop. Hogwarts scandal."
  He tried not to look like he was too excited, but he'd never been in a wizard
  sex store before. He'd heard Ron and Seamus discussing such things, but he'd
  been too shy to ask for details.
  At first, many of the items appeared to be quite similar to what one might
  see in a muggle store of a similar nature. Dildos, vibrators, edible paints
  and the like were to be seen on the shelves. But then Harry started to read
  the labels.
  "Seventy-two hour aphrodisiac potion," "Handcuffs that release upon release,"
  and "Ropes that shift on command" were just a few of the items he saw. But
  Ron had dared him to buy something crazy, something extreme.
  Harry's eyes fell on a section of the store that held a selection of toys. He
  passed over the ones designed for women, figuring he wasn't going to be
  giving whatever he got to Hermione, and stared at a range of sex toys
  intended for men.
  Unaware of the cold grey eyes watching him, Harry picked up a few and looked
  at them more closely. A coil of rounded chain that was supposed to wrap
  itself around his prick tempted him, and the spell-guided dildo looked
  appealing, too. But Harry could not pass up a small kit containing two items
  that were sure to give him one hell of a good orgasm.
  He headed to the counter, picking up a tube of lubricant along the way, and
  paid for the items. The unseen wizard slipped behind another display and
  watched Harry pay for the items. Luckily, the witch behind the counter was
  too busy reading a novel to notice that the Boy Who Lived had walked into her
  store.
  She appeared to have a romance novel open on the counter, and barely looked
  up at Harry when she handed him his change. Happy to complete the dare
  without being recognized, Harry quickly walked to the door. He was just
  reaching for the handle when a cool, drawling voice made his blood run cold.
  "Ah, Mr. Potter. Fancy meeting you in here."
  Harry turned to find himself staring at the seemingly casual form of Lucius
  Malfoy. The older wizard was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed,
  his eyes glittering at Harry.
  Harry took a deep breath and composed himself. He smiled in what he hoped was
  a sneer.
  "I could say the same, myself, Mr. Malfoy." The blond's eyes narrowed and he
  frowned.
  "Here to get something to fill your nights, Potter?"
  Harry thought that the rebuttal sounded remarkably like something that Draco
  Malfoy would have said. This he could do. After nearly six years, he could
  handle a simple trade of insults with a Malfoy.
  He snorted and said, "No, just a gift for a friend."
  He flashed Malfoy a smile and left the shop. He hastily walked back to where
  Ron was waiting. Harry walked up to Ron and pushed his packet into his
  friend's hand, smugly saying, "Here, want to see what I picked up?"
  Ron gawked at him for a moment and then opened the bag. He snorted when he
  saw what Harry had bought.
  "I can't believe you did it, mate. You actually walked into that shop and
  bought something crazy."
  "Well, you did dare me, and who am I to appear less than courageous?"
  Ron shook his head. "Well, congratulations, Harry Potter," he said in a mock-
  reporter's voice. "You've just had your first experience with wizard sex
  toys, how do you feel?"
  Harry swatted at his head.
  "Would you keep it down?" he whispered. Ron stuck out his tongue and together
  they went in search of the Weasley family.
  Lucius Malfoy watched the boys walk back down to where the other Weasleys
  were stepping out of Madam Malkin's. He moved out of the shadows and smiled.
  So Harry Potter had just picked up his first sex toy. On a dare, no less.
  In traditional Malfoy fashion, he considered how he could use this piece of
  information. His lips slid into a malevolent and feral smile. He slipped back
  into the shadows and followed the two boys. He pulled out his wand and
  pointed it at the package Harry was carrying.
  Muttering a few spells, he smiled when he felt an object appear in the pocket
  of his robes. He knew that had to act quickly, so he walked back into
  Knockturn Alley. Sitting in a back corner of an inn, he pulled out the item.
  He had to admit, Potter had good taste. The item in question was called the
  Serpent's Kiss. He was hit by the irony that it had just been bought by
  Gryffindor's golden boy. A tube of lubricant was also in the bag. He meant to
  use it, and considering that it was the first of such items that he had ever
  bought, he would probably use it on himself. ~Excellent,~ he thought.
  A few minutes later, Lucius Malfoy emerged from the inn and quickly walked
  back to Diagon Alley. He located the Weasley's immediately, their red hair
  making them stand out in the crowd. Standing in the shadows of a building, he
  placed the package in his hand and tapped it with his wand. He then pointed
  at Harry's bag and the item returned there.
  Satisfied, Lucius Malfoy turned around and went to finish his business in
  Knockturn Alley. Just because the Dark Lord no longer existed did not mean
  that his house was free of those pesky Ministry officials. In fact, they
  turned up ever more frequently since his name was cleared, looking for Dark
  items and the like that would incriminate him.
  Oblivious to the fact that anything had occurred, Harry, Ron, and Ginny
  returned to Hogwarts later that evening where they met Professor McGonagall
  at the gates. She escorted them back to the Gryffindor Tower, politely asking
  them how their day out had been and whether they had done any shopping. Harry
  and Ron kept exchanging glances, barely stifling snorts of laughter.
  It was the last day of break, and Harry and Ron returned to find some of
  their classmates back from holiday. Harry quickly stuck the parcel in his
  trunk before going down to the common room to chat with his housemates.
  The rest of the year passed quickly for Harry. With exams and private
  tutoring in Defense Against the Dark Arts, he was packing his things to head
  back to Privet Drive. At King's Cross, Harry, Ron, and Hermione said goodbye
  to each other. They would be meeting up at the Burrow later in the summer,
  and seeing a rather cross-looking Uncle Vernon, Harry didn't think that it
  could come fast enough.
  When they arrived in Privet Drive, Harry lugged his stuff up to the fourth
  bedroom and sank onto the bed. He had homework, but he didn't really want to
  start yet. Sighing, he unpacked his things, keeping the valuable items and
  schoolbooks hidden. The Dursley's were slightly more accepting of the fact
  that Harry was a wizard, but he never pushed his luck.
  It was then that Harry found the package from that day in Diagon Alley. The
  item that he had bought at the adult store was still in its wrapping. Smiling
  to himself, Harry tore off the brown paper and then removed the toy from its
  package.
  Harry hadn't exactly forgotten about it. In fact, he had thought about the
  toy quite a bit, but he'd been too self-conscious to take it out for fear of
  being caught. Living in a room with four other house mates could sometimes be
  a problem.
  Harry was just starting to look at the item in detail when Aunt Petunia's
  shrill voice reached him. He clambered off his bed and headed downstairs to
  the kitchen, where Dudley made faces at him while his aunt told him in no
  uncertain terms that she wanted to flower beds watered by dinner time.
  Hours later, Harry sank onto his bed, thankful that he didn't have to listen
  to Uncle Vernon drone on about his latest business deal. Night was falling,
  and, though he was moderately tired, he had no plans to sleep yet.
  He smiled to himself as he pulled the sex toy out of his hiding place under
  the floor boards. Luckily, he could do small spells and charms in Privet
  Drive, and he cast a quick silencing charm on his room. He was still at
 Hogwarts, but Dumbledore had insisted that he be able to practice his magic
  skills during the summers.
  He took all of the pieces out from the package and laid them on the bed. He
  scrutinized each piece and looked at the directions. The Serpent's Kiss. He
  wondered vaguely if parseltongue would work on such items, since he did buy
  them in Kockturn Alley.
  Harry rearranged the toys next to him on the bed. He lay back and closed his
  eyes, thinking back to the time he had spent shagging with the blond-haired
  Ravenclaw boy.
  Slowly, Harry's hands ghosted over his torso, slipping the buttons open
  before moving further downwards. He rubbed his erection through his thin
  pyjama bottoms for a minute, and then slipped them off and dropped them onto
  the floor. Naked from the waist down, Harry spread his legs a bit and pumped
  his cock a few times. He was close, but he wanted to try the Serpent's Kiss.
  He squeezed some of the new lubricant on his fingers and reached behind
  himself. He inserted two fingers and moved them around, sighing at the
  feeling of being filled, if only by his fingers. Figuring the he was loose
  enough, Harry picked up the first pieces of the Serpent's Kiss. They were
  small silver balls. "Crudus," he whispered, and small nubs grew out of the
  smooth surfaces. "Finite." The nubs disappeared.
  Spreading his legs even more, Harry gently pushed the small balls into his
  opening, moaning softly at the feeling. Gaining control of his breathing,
  Harry picked up the largest piece, the reason it was called the Serpent's
  Kiss. It was a large butt plug. With a few extra properties.
  The plug was dark green, about an inch and half wide, and four inches long. A
  silver snake was carved into it, and it coiled around the rod. The snake had
  two heads, one at each end. On the end of the plug that would be visible, a
  snakehead opened its mouth to lick a single diamond in the center of the
  circle.
  The Slytherin part of Harry appreciated this homage to the serpent, making
  the item seem all the more forbidden and desirous. Harry ran his fingers over
  the snake for a few moments before coating it with lubricant.
  He placed the tip of the plug at his entrance and said, "Decresco." The toy
  was designed to become smaller at command. Harry smiled to himself. He wanted
  to feel it grow wider once inside of him.
  Suddenly, Harry gasped. He felt the familiar tug from somewhere behind his
  belly button.
  ~A portkey. Shit!~
  Helpless to do anything, Harry watched his room dissolve around him and then
  a new environment appear. Luckily, he landed on a soft surface and he lay
  there for a moment, trying to regain a sense of direction.
  His senses returned. He was on a bed. A large bed. But he didn't know where
  the bed was. He suddenly realized that he was still holding the tip of the
  butt plug to his opening, and he lowered it.
  Sudden movement from the corner of his eye made him jump. Harry had taken off
  his glasses and he couldn't see properly. He squinted. Someone was standing
  there, leaning against the doorway. The figure spoke, and the voice made him
  freeze and shiver.
  "Ah, Mr. Potter, good of you to join me. Allow me to help you with that," he
  said, his eyes raking over Harry's body. "For such a pit of desire that
  particular part of the body is rather difficult to reach, don't you think?"
  The figure stepped forward and Harry's green eyes grew wide at the sight of
  Lucius Malfoy, grey eyes normally cold now glinting with hunger. The older
  wizard was dressed in white silk dressing robe that reach his ankles, his
  blond hair pulled back in a strip of black velvet.
  At the look of surprise on Harry's face, Malfoy smiled, though the emotion
  did not reach his eyes. He moved toward the bed where Harry lay, prowling
  toward him like an animal about to devour its prey. He sat on the edge of the
  bed, one leg resting on the bed covering.
  "You are wondering how it is that you arrived here, in my bedroom, in the
  Malfoy Manor? The answer, Harry, is simple. I added a few personal touches to
  that toy of yours, the Serpent's Kiss, one of which was a portkey-style spell
  that would bring you here, to the center of my bed."
  He smiled again and licked his lips. The room was dark, and moonlight
  streaming in the window made Lucius Malfoy's eyes glint unnervingly.
  Harry was speechless. He was truly fucked, or about to be, he reminded
  himself.
  Malfoy climbed onto the bed and settled himself next to Harry's still-frozen
  form. Wordlessly, he pushed the younger wizard's legs up and apart so that
  his knees were resting near his chest. He took the plug from Harry and placed
  his other hand next to his head.
  Locking eyes with Harry, Lucius placed the tip of the plug at his tight
  entrance and slowly pushed it in. He smiled and then chuckled at Harry's gasp
  and whimpers, his green eyes lidded.
  Malfoy rearranged himself so that he was leaning slightly on Harry's legs,
  keeping them spread for his enjoyment. When the plug was in all the way, he
  looked down.
  "You look exquisite like this, Harry. Your most private spaces decorated in
  the colors of the house of the snake. A single diamond drawing the eye to
  this place, begging to be seen."
  A single long aristocratic finer ghosted over Harry's stretched opening.
  Harry swallowed and licked his lips nervously. "Please," he said, almost
  whispering. "Please don't-"
  "Don't fuck you, Harry? I wasn't planning to do that tonight. In fact, I'm
  not going to touch you beyond this. I just want to help you, Harry, help you
  with this."
  He gave Harry's spread ass a light smack that centered on the end of the plug
  that was peaking out from between his cheeks. Harry moaned, causing Malfoy to
  give him a feral smile that would have made the younger man shiver if his
  eyes weren't closed in pleasure.
  "Look at me, Harry. I want to see your eyes when you feel the serpent kiss
  you in and on your most personal areas. Explico."
  Abruptly, the plug inside of Harry started to move. The snake, Harry
  realized, was uncoiling, slithering off the plug at both ends. He could feel
  the snake move around and slither deeper and deeper inside of him.
  Suddenly, the snake hit what it had been looking for, and it licked, tongue
  probing for a specific bunch of nerves. Harry screamed when he felt a cool
  metal tongue flick over his prostate.
  On the other end of the plug, the snake coiled out, sensing its way to its
  target. Lucius Malfoy watched transfixed as the silver snake wavered in the
  air between Harry's pale thighs. It sniffed, and then flicked its tongue out
  to taste the soft flesh of one thigh. Harry jumped and then sighed.
  Malfoy sat back on his heels to watch the silver snake move over Harry's
  body. It found his balls, and gave them a few licks before moving further up.
  It snaked around the base of Harry's erect cock. Lucius had to place a strong
  hand on Harry's belly to keep him from bucking off the bed.
  Ever so slowly, the snake slithered up the engorged flesh, squeezing at
  random intervals as it headed towards the tip. By now, Harry was writhing on
  the bed, whimpering and mewling under Lucius Malfoy's predatory gaze.
  Harry didn't hear the older wizard say anything, but the plug suddenly became
  wider, filling and stretching him completely. Harry screamed, his head
  arching back.
  When it finished growing, the two snakes, one perched on the tip of his cock,
  the other waiting languidly next to his prostate, moved into action.
  Simultaneously, they shot out towards their targets and flicked their metal
  tongues out, licking his prostate and the tip of his aching cock.
  Malfoy still held Harry down, his grey eyes darting between the younger
  wizard's face and the sight of his pale body being fucked and pleasured by
  his house's namesake. He was tempted to lean down and bite one of Harry's
  pink nipples, but he had told the boy that he wouldn't touch him. Instead he
  smiled to himself and watched, letting his own arousal spiral upwards.
  Harry moaned and screamed as the feeling of two tongues and being stretched
  took over his mind. Momentarily, he gained enough sanity to look up at the
  man next to him. Lucius Malfoy's eyes glittered and he looked down at him
  hungrily. When Harry saw his tongue snake out and lick his lips, Harry lost
  control.
  He screamed, his head arching back. He gripped the sheets beneath him and
  bucked up as much as possible, shooting his sperm over his stomach, chest,
  and the dark bedspread. Moaning from the strength of his release, Harry
  looked up imploringly at the blond wizard.
  Malfoy's white robe was hanging open, his pale skin visible beneath the silk.
  He couldn't help but run a finger through Harry's seed and tasting it.
  "Exquisite," he murmured. "Beautiful."
  He took a wet towel that he had placed on the bedside table earlier and
  gently cleaned Harry off. He extracted the plug and the balls using the
  correct charms and cleaned those items off, too.
  Harry was feeling nervous again and he bit his lower lip. Malfoy smiled,
  cupping his cheek and rubbing his lip until Harry stopped worrying the
  sensitive flesh.
  "Don't hurt yourself, Harry," Malfoy said, leaning down to whisper in his
  ear. "If you want that, I can give you everything you could desire. Just ask,
  Harry."
  Harry shivered, both from his words and from the cool night air. Malfoy
  handed him a pair of black silk pants. Harry didn't move to put them on, his
  eyes still locked onto the movements of the older wizard. Lucius placed all
  of the pieces of the Serpent's Kiss in a carved wooden box and handed it to
  Harry.
  Sitting on the edge of the bed as he had before, Malfoy turned to look at the
  younger man still lying in the middle of his bed.
  Harry stared at him incredulously. He still had difficulty believing that
  this wasn't some dream developed deep in the depths of his hormonal teenaged
  brain.
  "I'm returning you to your relatives now, Harry. Yes, you can leave safely.
  You can also," he said, elegantly raising one eyebrow, "return safely, if you
  desire. Every time you use the Serpent's Kiss, you will be transported here,
  to my bed. Just as this evening, I will know ahead of time that you are
  coming. Another personal touch," he said, winking. The act looked bizarre on
  the usually aristocratic features.
  "When you start to play with the toy, Harry, I will know. And when you ask to
  return, say 'identidem', and you will come here, and I will be waiting for
  you, in my bed." The blond wizard licked his lips. He reached over and
  grasped Harry's hand and brought it to his lips. He kissed the back of
  Harry's hand and then suggestively sucked in a finger, swirling his tongue
  around the digit.
  The younger man gasped softly and licked his own lips. He was unprepared
  though, when Lucius brought Harry's hand down to his lap. He could feel the
  older wizard's large erection through the soft silk. Harry swallowed and
  looked away, flushing slightly.
  Lucius smiled and whispered, "Romeo." Harry barely had time to register the
  word before he felt the familiar tug and the ornate bedroom disappeared.
  Weeks had passed since the night that Harry had been transported to the
  Malfoy Manor. He chose not to tell anyone about it, though he half expected
  to receive an owl from the blond wizard. Harry sat on his small bed and
  thought about that night. The few words between them held a promise.
  He wondered idly whether Draco Malfoy knew about his father's attentions.
  Harry pulled the box containing the Serpent's Kiss from the hiding place.
  Absentmindedly, he touched the pieces, almost caressing the intricately
  carved snake.
  Harry lay back and caressed his hard cock through his jeans. The house was
  quiet, so he put a silencing charm on his room. He started to rub himself in
  earnest, but his mind strayed to the Serpent's Kiss.
  He stood up and stripped, looking at himself in the mirror. He was incredibly
  hard just thinking about Lucius. He put on the black pants that the older
  wizard had given him that night. The silk caressed his skin and he shivered,
  tying the string so that they would stay on his slim hips.
  Harry smiled to himself. He knelt on his bed, spreading his legs and resting
  on his heels. Placing the box in front of him, he touched the lid and, taking
  a deep breath, whispered, "Identidem."
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