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The second half of this fanfic includes Lucius Malfoy and Draco Malfoy together.

This is primarily a Snarry (Snape and Harry) fanfic oneshot.

VERY GRAPHIC CONTENT.

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The Snarry Shipper

The Eager Demon

It was when he held me down on the dark stone floor, when he was pulling at my hair for leverage, and it was when he pounded into my ass—that's when I knew.

He fucked me and relished me in kisses—not tender kisses, but rather, animalistic, hungry kissing. The only kind of kiss you can muster when you're fucking each other—that kind of kissing.

Open mouthed breathing, tongues sloppily licking, gasping at every slight touch that goes up and down your spine.

His cock was in my arse. Deep and full.

He didn't stroke me, but he held me in place. Severus Snape used me for his own satisfaction and pleasure.

I don't think either of us was expecting me to love it so much: to be taken; to be dominated.

Fuck me! Fuck me harder, Sir! I can still hear myself screaming, arching at his touch.

You will do as I say! He raged clumsily, barely able to speak clearly. He was just as taken as I was, ironically. Who knew that I, the Boy Who bloody Lived, could take Severus Snape that way? That I could be the one to give him such pleasure?

Yes Severus! I obliged to his demands, taking two of his fingers in my mouth and sucking on them now. He flipped me over so he could see, fucking me again, staring deeply with those dark coal eyes of his. The ones that I could love, someday.

You like this, brat? You like it when I fuck you hard against the floor? He had sweat dripping from his forehead to his chin as I sucked his fingers relentlessly.

I only whimpered, loudly whimpered—thank Merlin that Dumbledore wasn't alive to hear us.

His mouth parted. I licked my lips and traced his fingers on my nipple.

Please… He saw me say. Moan, taking his violent thrusting, always hitting my prostate. Seeing stars, feeling like a madman, I said, Kiss me.

He did. And it wasn't all animalistic: it was tender—it was loving. Severus Snape kissed me—my professor who I had always hated—and now, he was here, fucking me, and kissing me.

The pounding slowed, and he let me push him back and ride him.

Only after he commanded me to, of course.

Oh Merlin…feels so good. I moaned, taking all of his cock. He held my hips steady as I looked into his lust-filled eyes.

And when I licked my lips, I saw his face contort—I saw him loose a little more control. Bit by bit, we were taking each other, as if we needed each other for survival.

He groaned in such a guttered, low, silky voice, I almost came.

I placed my hands on both sides of his head and kissed him, erotically sweeping my tongue everywhere. His lips, his chin, his neck…

And he held my hips, pounding into me even deeper than before. Merlin! I cried, so loudly, I could hear it over my own heart-beat.

Harry! I snapped my gaze back into his eyes. He said my name as he was giving me his swollen prick—so sensually, I had never heard a voice so sexy before. Harry. He said it again, pounding into that spot that always made me whimper. This time I whimpered his name. Severus.

He captured my lips, not wanting to admit to himself that he wanted this. His body did the talking for him, as he ground his hips into my arse, rocking me back and forth.

I was so close, but I wanted his cum in me—so deeply. I wanted to see his face contort in pleasure and lose all control.

Harry…Harry…Merlin, Harry…

He kept saying over and over, right after my moans of his name. I pushed onto his cock and kissed him for all I was worth. For everything I'd ever been or ever would be, I gave him my arse and tongue.

I want it Sev. I want your…oh!...I want your cum inside me. I want to see you…please… I remember desperately whimpering into his ear, then looking back at his face. He looked so peaceful, then.

He held my ass firmly in place and thrusted three times, murmured my name, and thrusted again.

He closed his eyes, his mouth making a shape as if he were saying "oh," arching up inside me.

We shared each other's breath as he filled me up. I could feel it, just like I wanted.

It was warm, spreading—and I knew I was home. He was still squinting and coming, shooting into my arse, when I whispered seductively in his ear, More…more, Severus. Give me all of it…shoot it all inside me. I want all of you, every last drop.

He screamed silently, arching up farther, completely emptying himself inside my needy hole.

When had I become such a wanton slut?

It didn't matter—and he had enough sense left in him to stroke me as he shot again.

I felt myself letting go, too, all red, hot, and sweaty. I closed my eyes, knowing I was spraying my cum all over him—all over his chest, his hand, his face, his hair…

And I opened my eyes as we were coming from each other, watching him lick his cum covered lips. Watching him taste the thick white liquid and moan in desire. I slammed down on his prick, knowing we were both spent—just wanting to empty myself out completely on top of him.

He continued to stroke me anyway, when I thought there was nothing left.

The man took his prick out of me—a surprising feeling—and flopped me over so he could suck hard on my half hard cock.

He looked up at me in the most erotic stare I could ever imagine, just so he could have my cum stream down his throat. Bless him.

I fucked his mouth.

He sucked harder—bobbing up and down, never tearing from my gaze.

All my cum was inside of him, now.

I sighed, really and truly spent. He lies next to me, with my cum still all over his chest and hair. He kissed me with cum covered lips, giving me a taste. I moaned into his mouth sleepily—it tasted so good. He tasted so good.

I transfigured a bed for us, and smeared all the cum into his hair, like a gel. He closed his eyes. I loved how gentle I could make him. I loved how I could also turn him into a raging animal, needing me.

A few precious seconds later of sweet kissing and sucking, I remember Lucius Malfoy walking into the Potions Lab.

Severus, he bowed, acting like his cock wasn't sticking up, hard and full from his robes.

Severus, the man he was, of course acknowledged the man and smirked. Lucius.

You know that you gave me a key to your quarters long ago, friend. He said, as Draco came to join him.

I sat straight up. Malfoy.

Potter. Draco quirked an eyebrow suspiciously.

You brought him along, I see. Severus stated the obvious.

I trust it isn't an issue? After all, you two were having so much fun. Isn't that right Dragon? Lucius said steadily. He turned to his son, who was unbuttoning his green shirt.

I felt Severus hold me, whispering, It's okay. They're lovers.

Draco smirked, That's right, Potter. He pulled off his shirt. Like what you see? He traced his sensitive nipples and fit chest.

I quivered, not knowing how to react. Severus chuckled once, tightening his grip on my arms. Lucius?

Yes—as you can see, he looked down at his erect organ, you two have caused us to have a quite large problem. Isn't that right, Dragon?

Draco only nodded, looking into his father's eyes.

Lucius kissed him with force. He looked back at Severus. It would be our pleasure to put on a show for you boys—as punishment for eavesdropping, of course.

Of course, Severus repeated devilishly. I felt my eyes widen in surprise, but then I was calmed by that soothing voice. Harry and I would be…glad to accept your offer. Right Harry?

I remember it well—it felt surreal—just like the moment I defeated Voldemort himself. My dominance spoke for me, like a demon, an eager demon, slithering deep within me, waiting to speak for all these years of innocence and purity.

And I wanted it to speak.

I smirked wickedly. My hand waved, as if to gesture them to go forth. Severus placed a kiss on the corner of my lips in appreciation.

Lucius freed his cock, taking it out of his dark trousers. It was weeping already, and a dribble of cum hit the floor beneath him. Merlin, I said aloud. It was as huge as Sev's—just a bit more narrow.

Severus chuckled, and I felt the vibrations against my back from his chest. I believe Mister Potter fancies your large cock, Lucius.

Lucius smirked. Yes. I quite enjoyed hearing him scream for yours, Severus. Quite naughty, isn't he?

I shivered, feeling blood go down to my cock again. I couldn't believe it was possible for me to get hard again, but…

Severus placed a hand over my prick as I leant against him. Oh yes. Very much so. I bit my lip from whimpering.

Dragon, you know what to do for me, don't you? He raised his eyebrows at seventeen-year-old Draco. Draco freed his own cock—quite narrow, but long.

I licked my lips. Draco smirked at me. I gasped.

Potter—I mean, Harry. He held his cock with one hand, smearing the precum. I might just have to let you suck me off in Potions once in a while—that is, if it's okay with you, Godfather.

Of course. Only for my precious Godson…and for Harry. Severus snorted, as if he were truly joking.

I knew he was quite serious.

Lucius ripped his shirt off, with buttons flying everywhere. Both he and Draco were stark, standing next to each other.

He stared into Draco's eyes, much like the color of his own. He slowly was stroking his enlarged prick. Daddy wants you, Dragon. Do you want Daddy's cock?

I shivered, feeling my own prick swell in Severus' hand. I didn't move, but Severus hummed in my ear.

Draco got down on two knees, with his delicious arse facing me, right in front of his father.

I want your cock, Daddy. Want you to cum for me. He mumbled, licking the tip.

Oh…that's very good, Dragon. Draco sucked on his length, going slowly. You're such a good boy. Lucius praised as he watched Draco suck him up and down.

I could feel my swollen cock rise in Severus' hand—and I could feel Severus' erection in my backside. He decided to tear his eyes away to whisper something in my ear—so low, it couldn't be heard from the others, You like watching, don't you Harry?

I murmured. Yes.

Draco sucked faster, moaning around his father's cock. Oh… Lucius moaned silkily, his hair swaying as he threw his head back and fucked Draco's mouth.

Say anything, Harry. Make Daddy cum for Draco. Lucius locked gazes with me, and I felt Severus stroke my cock for inspiration.

Fuck his tight mouth faster, Lucius. I whispered.

Lucius did—he narrowed his eyes, all glazed over—and the man rocked faster into that needy mouth.

It was then when I realized: I like both dark-haired men, and blonde men.

Lucius looked like he was in ecstasy. Harry…tell him…

I smirked, looking deeply into Severus Snape's devilish eyes as I said,

Draco wants his Daddy to cum deep in his mouth, Lucius.

Just like Harry came deeply,

I paused, speaking loudly to Lucius, but leaning in to kiss my newfound partner,

Into Severus' hot, skilled mouth.

Severus chucked into my mouth as I kissed him deeply—I remember groaning.

Then, I parted from him, only to find Lucius staring intently at me.

He looked like a whimpering angel.

He pounded fiercely into Draco's mouth—his Dragon.

Draco moaned, obviously practiced and skilled. Severus groaned at the sight. Lucius…cum for us. He said, whispering lowly and seductively.

I could actually see Lucius Malfoy's eyes roll into the back of his head.

It was at that moment when all was still, except his shaking, quivering legs.

His mouth was open wide. His fingers were running, clutching Draco's blonde hair. Both hands: clenching his head in place.

And just as amazingly, Draco took it, not daring to part from his coming father.

His legs were vibrating, and his body spasmed so much, it looked dangerous.

Draco took that load, but it still leaked from his mouth, dripping into a white puddle onto the floor.

I felt myself drooling, watching Lucius Malfoy spray his cum into Draco's eager mouth—and then…

When I thought it couldn't get any better…

Lucius screamed,

Oh, Fuck!

My Dragon!

He bucked once more into Draco, who was milking the last drop of cum from his father's (now softened) prick.

Lucius gained some of his wits back—at least, enough to say,

Oh…Draco. You've made Daddy so proud.

He ran his fingers through Draco's hair, and Draco looked sated.

It was then when I realized Draco came onto the floor as well.

I turned to Severus, who was hungrily watching me and my reaction to all this,

As if I were some sort of delicacy,

And I kissed him so deeply, I knew

I would never return.