Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/ works/7866781. 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." Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed their work!