Title: Innocence.

Author: TheNaughtyBits

Pairing: Severus Snape/Lucius Malfoy

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: Um, dubcon, possibly underage, slight angst, light bondage.

Disclaimer: I do not own!

Authors Notes: I didn't enjoy writing this. I don't like it. Ages are whatever you want them to be. There may be another part to this though; depending on how creative my nasty side is feeling.

Severus Snape was a willing student, and one that Lucius Malfoy liked watching. He liked watching how the boy's long black hair fell over his face as he sat in the library and did his homework, or the way his depthless eyes raged with fire before he spat another curse at somebody in his way, regardless of ages. He liked the storm of emotion that fought to escape the boy as he moved, and the way that his movements made his robes, bought loose with room to grow, billow and flap like the opening wings of a bat. But the part of Severus Snape that Lucius Malfoy was definitely his innocence.

Malfoy had watched the smaller boy since his arrival at the school and perched nervously on that little stool under that great black hat. Ever since he had been besotted. Severus Snape wasn't like the other students; his harsh, world-worn features and his thick impenetrable shell all kept others at bay and the boy seemed to revel in it. But that wasn't the best part. Within the dark walls of his fortress and passed the aura of hate, deep with in him there was a light. A pure white candle that glowed in a steady, silver light that nothing or no one seemed about to extinguish. The silver eyes narrowed, and a smile flickered over the handsome face. Nothing or no one but him.

Today was the day Lucius Malfoy had selected. He woke up feeling good, received a letter and chocolate from his doting mother, accepted a Transfiguration grade he in no way deserved with a cocky smile and had his favourite lunch. Today he was going to make his day perfect and claim his prize.

He encountered the object of his affection on the stairs on the way back from the Great Hall. The smaller Slytherin couldn't see him though - he never did. Malfoy was rich, and being so could easily afford the luxury of a personal invisibility cloak when he follower the darker boy. A smile slid across Lucius Malfoy's face. Yes, tonight really was the perfect night... The blonde haired boy followed Snape down to the dungeons, and finally had him cornered in the Potions Cupboard.

Graciously he removed the cloak and shut the door with a snap, casting a few quick spells is wand behind his back.

"Hello, Severus." He greeted quietly. Snape spun around, a guilty look upon his face, quickly removing his hand from the shelf. The only light came from a single torch, bracketed to the wall.

"Hello, Head boy. Can I help you?" The black haired boy's eyebrows knitted together, curious and thoroughly distrusting.

"Please, please, Severus. You know my name, please use it." Lucius stepped up to the boy, and watched with pleasure as the younger boy's black eyes widened, his wand tightly clutched and warily raised. Lucius smirked. This was going to be so much fun.

"Expelliarmus!" The spell was barely more than a whisper, but Severus' wand was ripped from his fingers with such force there was a gasp of pain. Lucius' smile widened. He loved to see the boy so afraid, that thin sheen of sweat lighting his pale brow.

The blonde Slytherin took another step forward, deftly catching Snape's wrists as they flew forward in an attempt of defence. There was a laugh, deep and throaty and Lucius pushed his obsession's wrists above his head. Snape's feet only just brushed the floor.

"Put me down, you bastard!" The scream tore from the younger boy's throat, and he writhed, attempting to land a kick anywhere on the Head boy's lean, muscular frame. Lucius licked his lips.

"Please, scream all you want. It only makes me want you more." His voice was husky and full of lust, and his pressed his half hard cock into the boy's thigh to prove his point. Severus shuddered, but the writhing stilled and the screaming stopped. Lucius smiled again, and leant forward and his Severus' lips. They didn't open.

Lucius chuckled darkly and muttered something before letting go of the black-haired-boy's wrist. Severus squirmed but stayed stuck, his hands tied. Lucius let his hands wander over the boy, stroking his sides and chest before suddenly letting go and grabbing his cock.

"Oh, Sev…" He whispered. "You're enjoying this..." There was a dark laugh and gasps of a frantic denial. He opened the boy's robes and unfastened his trousers, slipped them down off the pale form. The other boy's cock was rapidly hardening, and Lucius ran a light, teasing finger over its head.

"I'm so happy you're enjoying this..." Lucius whispered and leant in for another kiss. This time the mouths moved together sweetly, and Lucius allowed his tongue to plunder the riches of the other boy's mouth. Severus moaned into him, and Lucius smiled. He would make sure the boy really enjoyed this.

Dropping gracefully to his knees, Malfoy licked Severus' head. It didn't really matter that he'd hadn't performed this task on anyone in four years, and even then his head had been forced down and fucked. Severus was so inexperienced that even the wind would feel good. He stroked his tongue up the sides of the hardened flesh before thoughtfully drawing back and blowing softly on it. Severus groaned and backed his hips, searching for the fiery heat of Malfoy's mouth, which after a moment's teasing, licking slowly up his soft thighs, he was given. Lucius felt the dark Slytherin's climax coming closer and drew back, wiping his mouth and standing up, his hand lightly touching the side of the free prick. His own was straining within his trousers.

"Tell me what you want, Severus." He murmured onto the boy's ear. Snape shuddered as the warm breath caressed his neck. "Tell me how you want it..."

"I want you..." The breathing was ragged and horse and the boy tried to move closer to the blonde.

"To do what...?" Lucius started stroking the boy again, but this time very, very slowly so lightly the touch almost wasn't there. Down to the dark pubic hair starting to curl around the base and up its length, a thumb then going over the head and back, before the hand slowly started easing back down to the base.

"I...I don't know...just please... please..." Lucius smiled, snakelike once more.

"You want me to fuck you. You want me to slide my big fat cock in and out of that tiny little arse of yours..." He whispered, flashing a swift tongue across the nape of the bound boy's neck. Severus moaned and nodded feverishly.

"Please..."

Lucius smiled and tapped his wand at the bindings of Snape's wrists. Severus sunk to his knees looking up at Malfoy with undiluted lust. Malfoy handed him a small bottle of oil from the shelf with a smile and started to slowly unbutton your robes.

"You'll need to prepare yourself." He commented with a smirk. "Strip naked and do everything I say." The dark haired boy nodded and divested himself of his open shirt, watching the Slytherin Prince with an open, panting mouth and greedy, hungry eyes.

Lucius summoned a large dark green armchair with a wave of his wand and settled back in it, his prick standing proudly from his lap. He gave it a long slow tug and looked back at the dark haired boy sitting expectantly on the floor. Malfoy smiled.

"Rub that oil on two of you fingers, Snape and then oil up your ass." Severus did as he was bid and stood on his hands and knees, his shoulders down, facing the wall and giving Lucius a perfect view of a long pale finger slowly breaching his entrance. At Lucius' command he added another and moaned aloud, reaching for his cock. Lucius stood swiftly and smacked him loudly, leaving a red handprint blossoming against his ass.

"Leave that cock alone, boy, you can only come on my command." Snape shuddered and groaned again, starting to beg. Lucius smiled and sat back in his chair. "Come here, boy." There was no way the preparation was enough, but it would do. The boy seemed to be enjoying a bit of pain.

"Come here and sit in my lap... no, no, face me. I want to watch your eyes as I fill your ass." Snape straddled Lucius; their cocks briefly rubbing, the friction making them both moan and grind in got each other. Lucius guided Snape's hand to his cock and helped him coat it. Snape paled when he felt to size of it. It was much bigger than his.

"Sit on it, Snape. Slide it right into that tight little arse as far as it go." Snape shuddered and, a knee either side of Lucius' lap and his hands on the other boys shoulders, he slowly pushed himself down over it, wincing and gasping at the painful invasion. Lucius smirked at the expression on his face, so lovely, awkward and pained.

"All of it. Get it right in..."

"That is in! It has to be! I can't-" Severus gapped his eyes growing wide and fearful, tears starting to form in the shaded corners. Lucius took him firmly by the hips, and even as the boy scream pushed him all the way down over the remained of his cock. Severus squirmed trying to get away, large tears splashing down his cheeks. Lucius waited for a moment and then started to move within the boy, picking him up and thrusting deeply. Gradually, pleasure began to overcome pain for the boy and his hardness returned. When Lucius angled to find that sweet spot inside, Snape moaned aloud, suddenly grinding back like a whore, seeking all the pleasure he could get, and the two lovers moved together.

"Oh, you filthy bitch. You like that don't you, hm? Tell me how you like it, bitch."

"Lucius...fuck me..." Severus moaned, the profanity sounding odd against his lips. "Please, fill me...let me come..."

Lucius groaned as Severus' body tightened around him, but held the boy's cock at its base whilst he came. He moaned happily and picked up the boy, throwing him off his lap.

Severus moaned his eyes growing wide. "Malfoy?"

Lucius grinned viciously and kicked the boy in his ribs, picking up his wand and forcing an inch into the boy, casting a quick and secret spell. He picked up his robes, and started putting them on.

"Oh, look. Your virgin blood." A cruel smile played across Lucius Malfoy's lips, and he raised his finger to the black haired boys bruised lips, wiping the blood off his cock and forcing it into the wet cavern. Severus squirmed. He didn't want to taste, he didn't want to know. There was no way this had happened to him. Not now. Not in Hogwarts with so many people and teachers around. This was supposed to be his haven. His dream. It was turning into his hell.

Severus Snape didn't know what to do. He floundered for a moment, pain disabling him, surrounded by shadows and the bitter ghosts of the blonde's bloody crime. He couldn't think what to do, and in an instinct nurtured through childhood, he did all he could and curled into a ball and cried. Somewhere in his castle, he blew the candle out.