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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Draco_Malfoy/Lucius_Malfoy
  Character:
      Draco_Malfoy, Lucius_Malfoy
  Additional Tags:
      Parent/Child_Incest, Humor, One_Shot, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot
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      Published: 2012-10-29 Words: 2701
****** Seducing Your Father - A boy's guide to the art of seduction by Draco
Malfoy ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Ever wanted to seduce your father? Draco Malfoy's got the know-how!
Notes
     I've decided to move all my old fic from Livejournal to here. Some of
     this stuff is very old, so yeah...
See the end of the work for more notes
                                      .1.
Seducing your father is not an easy task. Even if he is attracted to you
sexually, it will take a great deal of work to make him step over the ethical
and, not to mention, legal barrier between you, him and a sexual relationship.
The best results are often achieved early in your life where you as a child are
usually too innocent to be knowing what you are doing (but of course you
aren't), and most men share the fantasy of a young and innocent lover. For
further reference of that subject, read Lolita by Vladimir Nabokov.
First off, it is important to determine your father's sexuality. Now, be
careful, because this can prove a tricky task. Just because your father is/was
married to your mother and had you, it doesn't necessarily mean that he is
heterosexual. Rummaging through secret drawers and diaries will prove very
helpful. If this doesn't provide you with the necessary evidence, eavesdropping
on private conversations with trusted friends can come in handy.
When you have the sexuality narrowed down, you need to determine if he is
already interested. Be aware that guilt/fear of imprisonment may play strong
factor in why he doesn't seem obviously attracted.
When it comes to figuring out if his feelings are platonic or romantic,
memories can be a helpful tool. Try and think back to situations where you and
he were alone together, the key factor being intimacy. It could perhaps be a
situation that includes nudity, for example, taking a shower/bath together.
Try and remember if you noticed any of the following:
☆ blushing
☆ uncharacteristic awkwardness
☆ “accidental” touching of sensitive areas
☆ excessive kissing
☆ erection
Now the last point is the most important (if you have nailed that, you can be
pretty damn sure he wants you), although several of the others are very
important, too. If you remember the presence of at least two of the points, but
no erection, it can merely be because the possible guilt your father feels
affects him so much that an erection is not possible (although I find that very
hard to believe).

A soft laugh rolled off Draco's tongue as the water hit his head from above. It
trickled down his forehead, cheeks and nose and made his white hair darker and
heavier. Water was fun, and Draco laughed again as the droplet ran down his
chest and back, tickling the pale skin.
Draco's father, on the other hand, didn't look too amused and Draco shot him a
brilliant grin. “Come on, Father.”
Lucius, who looked more like he had been in some kind of trance, blinked and
smiled slightly and nodded. Draco had always found it peculiar how his father's
character seemed to change whenever it was shower time. Lucius would go from
being calm, relaxed and elegant to suddenly become distant, awkward and what
felt a bit like shy.
Maybe he was afraid of water, Draco had thought at one point until he
remembered that his father's wasn't afraid of anything. Draco had even tried to
ask Lucius about it, but every time his father had brushed it off with a change
of subject or a mumbled answer that Draco could never really understand.
So it wasn't new to him when Lucius undressed with his back to Draco, and he
merely smiled and sprinkled water on his father's back as it was revealed. That
earned him a chuckle and a pat on the head as his father climbed into the
shower.
It was nice like this, standing closer together with Lucius under the warm
water and Draco grinned up at him, squinting so water wouldn't run into his
eyes.
“You really enjoy this, don't you?” Lucius said with a smile and brushed the
wet locks of hair against from his son's forehead. Draco nodded eagerly and
giggled. “Water is fun!” he said happily, then he noticed how his father's eyes
seemed to get darker. It had happened a few times before, and Draco still
wasn't sure what it meant. But usually it meant that Lucius was in a special
mood that only appeared when they were alone together. Or at least, Draco
couldn't recall ever seeing the look in his father's eyes whenever Narcissa was
around.
“Turn around, my boy,” his father hummed and Draco obeyed like the good boy he
was. “Which soap would you like, hm?”
“The one with all the bubbles,” Draco replied with excitement. “Bubbles are
fun, too.”
He could hear his father rummaging around for a moment before something wet and
soft was pressed against his back. A wide smile spread on Draco's lips because
he knew that Lucius was going to wash him with the sponge, and the sponge
always felt so good against his skin.
Closing his eyes and practically purring with delight, Draco arched his head
back and drew a soft sigh. This was one of the best things about taking showers
with Lucius.
“Does it feel nice?” Lucius hummed from behind him, and Draco opened his eyes
to grin up at his father.
“Yes, Father,” he said. “The sponge is so sof-- oh!”
Something suddenly felt very good and Draco looked down at his chest, covered
in suds, where he could now feel a tingling sensation spreading.
The sponge lead by his father's hand had brushed over one of his nipples and
Draco watched fascinated as the small knob of pink flesh began to grow, slowly.
Then another soft and surprised sound escaped his lips as Lucius moved the
sponge to let it brush over the other nipple with reacted in that same strange
way.
“Does it still feel nice?”
“Yes, Father,” Draco admitted and suddenly felt a little out of breath, like he
had run around the manor.
“Should I do it again?”
As Draco nodded he had forgotten everything about bubbles and how much fun
water was. And when his father's soap-slicked fingers brushed over each nipple
and rubbed them between the warm fingertips, Draco suddenly found his knees go
a little weak and he had to brace himself against the wet tiles lest he fall.
Another strangled, breathy sound came from behind. “I think that's enough for
now.”
Draco didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He just felt slightly dizzy and warm
all over.
If you can't remember any specific situations or signs, don't be discouraged.
Your father may simply be very skilled at hiding his real feelings. Also, it is
very easy to determine-- no matter if he was interested or not when you were
young-- if he's interested now.
A quick and simple manoeuvre of “accidentally” rubbing yourself against a
sensitive part of his body and/or words containing vague, yet plain, sexual
innuendo should do the trick. Again, you want to look for the before mentioned
signs.
                                      .2.
Now we have reached the seduction itself. One important thing to always
remember is to make sure that you always want to keep your mother as far away s
possible from the two of you, preferably away on holiday or the likes, whenever
you are about to try and seduce.
Also, make sure that your father doesn't have any appointments or except a
visitor, because that will ultimately give him an excuse to flee the scene.
I am going to split this section into two parts: Ages 5 – 15 and Ages 15 - ?.
This is important because your method and which tricks you will use are going
to be determined by your age.
                                  Ages 5 – 15
At such a young age, innocence is your biggest weapon. Most men, whether they
want to admit it or not, are aroused by it, and it will get you a long way
without any real hard work.
The setting is not of any real importance. It could be your living room, garden
or kitchen. Just make sure that you are alone with your father and that no one
can barge in uninvited as this could have grave consequences, especially for
your father.
First you want to enter the room where he sits in a way natural and
inconspicuous way. You don't want to draw attention to yourself yet.
Settle yourself within free sight of him and then go about something normal as
for example reading a book. When you are sure that he is relaxed and
unsuspecting, you should start up a conversation. Don't to forward too
brutally. A trivial conversation, for example about the weather, the book you
or he is current reading or something like that, will usually prove to be good
material for talking.
Once you are sure that he is once again relaxed, you drop the bomb. By 'the
bomb' I mean to say that you have to direct the conversation toward sex and/or
love.
This could be done with questions like:
☆ Father, how are children made?
☆ Father, how much do you love me?
☆ Father, how many girls have you kissed (here you need to act as if you don't
know about his real sexuality or else the innocence is lost)?
☆ Father, how come girls don't have a wee-wee?
You will note that words like 'cock', 'dick' or other “adult” definitions of
body parts should be discarded in favour of childlike and more innocent words.
When you look for his reaction, you will again remember the previous mentioned
signs, although don't fret if you don't achieve erection at this point. Most
men will need more than this to get aroused.
For here on, you steer the conversation closer and closer to the subject of
yourself. Tell him an intimate story about yourself. For example, the first
time you ever masturbated. If you haven't done this yet, you can use your first
erection. Make sure to use colourful details, though always be aware that you
don't step over the line and make him flee. You want to be careful and
constantly keep it just on the border of what is “okay” to share with your
father.

Draco curled up in the armchair, clutching the rabbit plushy tightly against
his small chest. From where he was sitting, he could see the sky through the
tall windows, covered in dark skies, heavy with rain and electricity. The mild
summer's breeze sneaked its way through the window that was cracked open and
Draco could small the thunder on it.
Draco was a big boy. Both his mother and father had told him, and big boys
weren't scared of a little thunder. Even so, Draco snuggled into the armchair,
chewing on his bottom lip and closing his eyes. He could feel the scent of his
father's hair on the pillow, and it made him feel safe.
When the first brilliant white lightening zigzagged across the sky however,
Draco let out a small, startled sound. Still, he didn't move, but remained
sitting in the armchair facing the window.
You have to face your fears, his father had once said, and that was exactly
what Draco was doing. He was going to prove that he was a big boy and that he
wasn't scared of anything. Just like his father.
With a small huff of determination, Draco forced his eyes open and glared out
at the sky. He was going to show that thunder who was boss!
Draco was so absorbed in his task that he didn't notice the door to the drawing
room open, and it wasn't until he felt a warm hand on his shoulder that he
turned his eyes away from the window.
“Why are you sitting like this, Draco?” a soft voice hummed, and Draco smiled
as he recognised it.
“I'm facing my fears, Father,” Draco replied with an air of pride in his voice.
“I'm a big boy, and I'm not scared of thunder.”
Lucius let out a low, soft chuckle, gave Draco's shoulder a squeeze and asked,
“How come you're trembling, then?”
“That's just because-- uhm--” Draco blushed a little and looked away in
embarrassment. No one could see straight through him like Lucius could.
Another soft chuckle came from above, and before Draco could complain, he found
himself lifted up, only to be put down again when Lucius had settled in the
chair and tugged Draco into his lap.
“How about we face your fears together, hm?” Lucius suggested and pressed a
small kiss to his young son's cheek.
That idea sounded very good in Draco's ears, and he nodded and snuggled into
his father's arms.
“How come you are so brave, Father?” he asked after a moment's silence. “You're
not scared of anything.”
“It helps when you have something precious to protect,” Lucius hummed while
stroking his fingers through Draco's pale-blond hair. “Something so dear to you
that it renders you completely indifferent to anything else.”
“Like what? What's your precious thing?” Draco wanted to know and pulled a
little back so that he could look up at his father's handsome face.
His father's expression, which was usually distant and cold, softened
considerably as he turned his head and met Draco's curious eyes.
“It's you, child,” he said with a small smile. “I would do anything to keep you
safe, Draco.”
“Oh.” Draco blushed slightly and grinned sheepishly up at his father. Deep
down, Draco of course knew this, but it was always nice to hear it, especially
when the thunder storm outside was getting worse.
Idly fiddling about with his father's hand, Draco fell silent for a moment
while gazing outside. The thunder and the lightening were much less frightening
when he was surrounded by strong, warm arms.
“Father?” Draco suddenly asked and tore his eyes away from the sky to instead
gaze up at Lucius. “Can I ask you something? It's a little-- embarrassing.”
“You can always ask me,” was the reply, and Draco looked down at his father's
hands. They were so much bigger than his own and they could do so much more.
“I-- Last night I couldn't sleep,” Draco muttered, feeling how the heat was
rising in his cheeks. “My body felt all strange.”
“Strange?”
“Yeah-- like it was tickling between--” Draco fell quiet and was suddenly very
interested in one of his father's silver rings.
“Between what, Draco?”
It was rather impossible to pretend that he hadn't heard his father's question,
so Draco inhaled slowly, then breathed out, “Itwaslikeittickledbetweenmylegs.
And--” Draco bit his bottom lip, “my-- my thingy was all hard.”
A sort of strangled huff came from above, and Draco felt his father's body
tensing slightly. He wasn't sure if Lucius was angry with him, because even
though Draco wasn't that old, he still knew that what he had told Lucius was
something you wouldn't just tell anyone. It was private.
                                  Ages 15 - ?
Most of the tips mentioned above apply for this age group as well. And a rule
of thumb is to always be sure to gracefully walk the line between appropriate
and inappropriate. Too much will make him withdraw and too little simply won't
have any effect.
The innocence card is a bit harder to play when you over the age of 15 because
you are expected to know certain things by now. But you have one advantage,
being older: of all the different reasons for not being with you your father
can think of, the fact you're too young won't be one of them.
But you can easily use the method described above, only make sure to make the
necessary modifications to make it age appropriate.
                                      .3.
Now, you can't expect results in the first try. Most fathers have a strict rule
against sexual relations with their children, as well as society, which take a
clear stand on the subject. But don't despair. Hard work will get you far.
If you've reached a point where you think you've done everything you can and
still haven't achieved the desired result, there is one last thing you can do:
Go to your father, get on your knees and do it. Simple as that. If he fits with
everything else described in this guide, chances are that you simply have a
very shy or morally controlled father, and nothing is more effective than a
good, old-fashioned blowjob.
            Thank you for purchasing this guide and happy hunting!
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