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The night was slightly chilly as Draco followed after his father. He was thrilled that Lucius had agreed to take him to the wizarding brothel, even though he had to threaten him that if he didn’t let him go, he’d rat him out to Narcissa, who was blissfully unaware of her husband’s…secret habits.
Lucius was already pissed off and more or so embarrassed at his son’s tactics. What were the others going to think when he shows up with his son, a 15 year old boy? It was pathetic, he found himself thinking. He had just let this boy walk all over him. He had no idea how Draco had found out or how long the boy even knew. That was also making him more infuriated.
Draco however seemed pleased as the two walked through the chilled air. Never once did he think he’d get to do something this exciting over one of his breaks from Hogwarts.As the two went on Lucius cleared his throat, pushing down any chance of hesitation that might’ve spilled out if he didn’t.
“I expect you to be on your best behavior, Draco.”
His voice was cold. Not hiding in the frustration that came up. This made Draco nearly roll his eyes, however he decided against it, as it might make Lucius try and send him home. But even if he tried, Draco would just threaten to tell mother.
“Yes, Father.”
Lucius bit the inside of his cheek at Draco snide remarks. He knew damn well the boy was getting a kick out of this. He stifled back a groan as they both halted by the front of a building. Lucius set his cane down in the snow, a soft crunch sounding from it. He then turned his head to give his son a sided glance.
“If you do as little as make a comment about this outside of these walls—I will have your tongue. Do you understand?”
Draco’s cold grey eyes gave Lucius a pointed look. Almost daring him. Lucius then lifted the cane again and sunk the snake-headed topper into the boy’s shoulder. Pulling him towards him with brute force.
“Behave.”
He hissed. His son flinched slightly and shrugged the topper off of him. Feeling a bit of anger pool in his chest.
Soon the older man opened the door and motioned the boy in. Draco dramatically thanked him and strolled into his father’s secret. The Brothel was filled with dimmed candle light, rich smells of perfumes and smokes. A small hint of booze even trenched its way to his nose. Rich colors and comfortable sofas were littered about.
Fancy wizards of higher class perched around. Sluts of any kind presented themselves with ease. With purpose. Draco couldn’t help but smile, clearly impressed by the women’s looks. This got an eye roll out of Lucius as he shoved him, indicating him to move. The boy shot a look at his father before Lucius shot him a dirtier one—making Draco retreat his. Lucius then strolled over to an area farthest away from the door. Allowing himself to get comfortable. Draco followed him suit. Not wanting to show any bit of hesitation.
He got a couple of glances from the older wizards that were hosted. Lucius knew that would happen and dreaded it, Draco simply shot them dirty looks. That made the man mentally curse himself.
“A drink for you and your other?”
A women’s voice called to Lucius. A lady dressed in beautiful lace. A pale color that matched her eyes. Lucius nodded firmly but still soft around the edges to show off some manner. Draco looked at the women and smiled. Clearly smitten. The prostitute nodded and walked off. Fetching the man and son a drink. The boy eyed his father, raising his eyebrows playfully. Lucius just stared at him with a blank face. Not amused in the slightest. Draco then let his eyes roll as he leaned back into the booth seat.
“Fun you are.”
He grumbled.
“Shut it.”
His father snapped back.
Draco leaned back a bit more against the seating and began to drum his fingers on the table. His eyes trailed through the building. Watching people getting pleased by the sluts there. He perked up a bit to see male prostitutes, but quickly shoved his interest down as the lady approached them with two drinks. Lucius thanked her and slid the other to his son. This loathing that he was accompanied by him. He then took a swig of the liquor. Trying anything to take his mind off of the fact his son was sitting right next to him in a sex house.
Draco didn’t hesitate to start drinking either. His eyes still roaming as he took the place in. Seeming to enjoy watching the people who were getting blowjobs by the workers. Some even having sex out in the open. That captivation didn’t go unnoticed by Lucius. If anything it startled him at how much his son seemed to enjoy watching it. The boy was so lost on watching this man getting head by one of the male workers that he didn’t seem to notice the two female workers that had approached him and his father. Lucius seemed pleased with the two and even elbowed Draco to snap his attention back. His son was about to make a remark before of the ladies spoke up.
“A father and son outing? How precious~”
She teased. Eyeing Draco and then moving her gaze to Lucius. The other women smiled with her.
“How exhilarating”
She giggled. This made Draco smile. Already loving the attention he was getting. Lucius, despite being pleased by the two women’s arrival, was a bit worried that it might get around.
“He looks nearly identical to you, Lucius.”
The older lady said. Smiling as she walked over to Draco’s side of the booth.
“Oh? She knows you by name?”
He chided at his father. Lucius then gave Draco a warning look. It almost made the boy want to push further but the women’s chuckle stopped him.
“Aww, don’t be like that, Luc. Here~ let me cheer you up”
She then walked back over to Lucius and sat down next to him. Tracing her hand over his chest. She then looked at the other lady who had accompanied her.
“I got this table, Mavel, go take a break.”
The younger lady thanked her before walking off towards the back. Draco watched her go with a bit of a pissed off expression. Clearly annoyed she had left without at least trying with him. Lucius felt a bit embarrassed by the lady’s actions. Draco was sitting right there. The women’s hands felt good though. Rubbing his chest in the right way. She always knew how to ease him. To sooth him. She began to whisper to him. Sweet little nothings that they both knew ment nothing. Draco just began to watch them. Still pissed off that he wasn’t in on it. The boy watched as this slut and his father hit it off. Soothing motions began to turn more erratic. The woman slipping her hands down and touching all of Lucius. Lucius just basking in it and letting her. Draco felt left out but slightly intrigued as he watched. Never getting to see this side of his father.
“I assume you’d like the usual?”
The women giggled. Already going down on her knees. Lucius simply watched with a small smirk on his face. Almost as if he had toned out his son’s presence completely. Draco had caught on and crossed his arms. Yeah, he was now being left out completely. He watched as the lady’s fingers toyed at Lucius’s pants. Unbuttoning the rich fabric and teasing him more with soft touches of her hand to his groin. Getting some reaction out of the usually stoic man.
Soon before Draco knew it the prostitute was sucking his father’s cock. It was slightly weird at first for Draco. Watching his own parent fuck around with another person that wasn’t his mother, but then again, this was a sex place. Draco lifted up his drink and began to sip away. Deciding that if he couldn’t get the same treatment he’d might as well get more blackmail on his father. Lucius let out pleasured sounds as the woman went down on him. His hand finding way in her hair and resting it there. Letting her work her magic that he was so familiar with. He closed his eyes and leaned his head back. Taking it all in. Now in complete bliss at this lady’s work.
Draco continued to watch. Now halfway done with the liquor. He could feel his brain getting slightly fuzzy, however he was still feeling jealous of all the attention his father was getting. He was right there. Couldn’t the two see him? He felt invisible so he was going to involve himself in this one way or another. He reached out for the prostitutes head. Grabbing her hair and forcing her down on his father’s exposed cock. Lucius picked his head back up as he heard the choke sound. Just to realize his own son was controlling her moves like a bloody puppet.
A dark smile toyed on Draco’s face as he realized the girl didn’t in fact hate that he was doing this. Her eyes looked at him almost daring as he shoved her head more down, choking her on Lucius’ length. That got a reaction out of his father. Feeling his cock plunge deeper in her throat wasn’t unpleasant. The sounds he let out only confirmed it.
“Yeah? Is my father’s cock good?”
His voice slightly slurred. Watching in amusement as she choked slightly and gagged. Draco then gripped her hair tighter and pulled her up.
“I bet it is, look at you. All over him.”
He then shoved her back down. Lucius shivered as he heard his son’s words. Something in the back of his mind that he didn’t even know was there started to snap. He felt himself growing slightly frustrated.
“I’d be all over him too if I knew how good he tasted.”
He cooed. Watching as tears began to run down the lady’s face as he made her choke on his father’s length more. Lucius let out a slight pant as the women’s mouth was forced down. He watched her choke. Draco then seemed mesmerized. Watching the worker love down his father’s cock. Watching as she moved. Lucius however was watching his son. Taking in his awe filled expression. He felt closer to snapping. Why was Draco so demanding of this? He let himself wonder. Watching the woman being forced back down on him. A low sigh left him. He reached out and grabbed his son. Pulling him in. Leaning to his ear as he whispered.
“Could you not wait your turn? Or did you have to butt in?”
He whispered harshly. But it didn’t seem like his son was listening. He felt himself growing more irked by the lack of response. He then tugged on Draco again just to get a dirty look from the boy. He then snapped.
Lucius looked down at the women and spoke firmly.
“Off.”
She looked up slightly surprised but listened. She was about to question but Lucius waved her away. The prostitute looked slightly pissed but obeyed once again. Lucius then looked at Draco.
“Answer me. Do you have to be involved with everything?!”
Draco looked at his father and then seemed to get pissed off as well.
“What?! Everything was going fine!”
His voice slurred once more.
Lucius then grabbed him harder. Hard enough to bruise the boy’s pale skin. Draco let out a wince.
“Going fine?! Everything would be fine if you didn’t show up! If you didn’t threaten to shoot me out! That’s what would be fine! Do you really have to be a part of everything?!”
He spoke harshly through gritted teeth. Draco’s head spun at his father’s angry words. He felt more buzzed and dazed. Nothing was really making sense to him. But before he could argue he felt himslef get shoved down. Draco’s mind spun. Feeling the pressure of his father’s cock in his mouth. He tried to pull back up but Lucius held a firm grip to the back of his head. Keeping him down.
“There.”
He bit out. Angered.
“How’s that for involvement?! Happy now?”
He then shoved his son further down onto him. A part of him was taken back by surprise at how little Draco seemed to gag. The boy’s drunken eyes looked at his father the best he could and seeing that hazy look turned something on for Lucius. He tested the waters more. Moving his son in motion. At first Draco didn’t seem to want to do it. Which further pissed his father off. He swatted a slap at him and then the boy behaved. He began to use his mouth beautifully. Sucking down on Lucius’s now hardening length. The boy’s tongue beginning to toy at his father’s sensitive tip. Lucius felt his body tense and twitch at this. Finding himself wanting more.
He shoved Draco’s head again, a bit more demanding than before and the boy began to work faster and better. His mouth worked like practiced ease. Taking him down, perfectly preforming around his cock. A moan left Lucius. He was surprised by how talented his son was at this. Draco began to take more of his cock. Sucking him down with equal force and working his tongue around him like magic. Another pleased sound escaped Lucius as he remained holding his son’s head down.
“Where…Where did you learn this?”
He spoke, grabbing the boy’s platinum hair and yanking his head up. Causing a slight pop noise to sound out when his cock was pulled from his mouth.
“Uh—“
Draco stuttered. His drunken mind going on halt. Knowing that his father had caught on to his personal talents. His pale face flushed.
“Where.”
Lucius hissed out. Forcing his son’s head up to look at him. Though he felt a tinge of knowing run through him. Just looking at Draco’s face alone answered it all for him. He then shoved him down again. More forceful than the last.
“Acting like a common whore at Hogwarts? I see. So you feel the need to throw yourself at everyone? For what? Validation? Distasteful.”
Another wince escaped him as he felt his mouth once again being filled of his father. His eyes snapped shut in humiliation as Lucius degraded him. Feeling almost dirty at his words. The boy continued all the more, sucking down on his father with ease. His tongue even toying at the base of the older man’s shaft. Another noise escaped Lucius. His cold and harsh eyes not leaving his son once. Still quietly fascinated at how much Draco could actually do. It made him wonder more. He felt his son move involuntarily. Sliding more of his cock in. His tip going just a bit past his uvula. Lucius’ hands gripped more in the boys hair as he felt his head lean back.
His hips bucked up almost in their own. A small surprised sound choked out of Draco’s throat. Sending a small vibration through his father’s phallus. Nearly sending out another moan from him. He bit it back though, trying to stay composed and on top of things. His hips idly rolled. Now fucking the inside of the boy’s throat. It was tight, wet, and warm. The sensation making Lucius’ composure slip, but only slightly. He instinctively reached for his cane. Slipping his wand out before pressing it to the young’s temple.
“Now, I want you to sit up and not fuss.”
He growl out. His eyes watching the boy throughly. His hand slid down from Draco’s head. Allowing him to rise back up. Feeling threatened at the wand pointed to him.
“You will obey what I tell you and if you even think it’s a good idea not to, I won’t hesitate.”
Lucius threatened. His eyes growing cold and oddly fascinated on what else Draco had possibly done. If he was already this experienced in the mouth, he couldn’t help but wonder where else he had let people use him. That thought alone made something boil in Lucius’ mind, however. The thought of his heir toying around with other people, not focusing on his education. By Merlin it was upsetting.
He harshly grabbed Draco’s arm and pulled him up. Straddling him on his lap. His exposed length fairly hard from their earlier session. He shifted to make it more comfortable for the boy to sit on him. He watched the boys dazed eyes, knowing damn well he wasn’t really there. Lucius couldn’t find himself to care as much. This was only going to make it easier for him to take him. If his son had been sober, god, it would be a nightmare. Draco shifted on him. Blushing more as he felt his father throb below him. His hips rolled into him with a gentle movement. His father took note of this and rolled his him into him. Trying to gauge a reaction. Which succeeded. A shaky sound left the boys lips as his matching grey eyes looked at him. Lucius couldn’t help but feel pleasure from his nervous look.
He shifted again. Lowering the wand from Draco’s head. Moving it down towards his cock as he spoke in a gruntled voice.
“If you resist, I’m telling you Draco, you will regret it. Do you understand?”
The boy nearly hesitated. Feeling his father roll his hips back into him.
“Yes, father.”
His voice cooed in a detached slur. Making Lucius smile. Draco felt something pooling in his stomach. A mix of wanting and discouragement as his father had acted Accio on an item. Maybe it was the liquor that got him feeling this way. The small slick sound made the boy quiver. Knowing that what had been summoned was lubricants. But feeling his father’s hand slowly trudge up to his waist made him more unsettled. Feeling him grabbing and pulling it down. Slipping his cold hands into his trousers. The boy squirmed and the look his father gave him made him sit still again. Not wanting to risk being slapped. He tensed went Lucius finger’s toyed at his opening. His brow furrowed as he felt the nervousness grow. Just to feel that his father hadn’t waited on him and pressed a finger in.
A quivering breath left Draco as he felt himself being fingered. A gentle noise followed out. Lucius had adjusted his hand and began to slip another slick finger in. Opening his son and prepping him what was to come. He rolled his fingers with ease. Curling them in then back straight slowly. Making the boy on top of him squirm again. This time, leaning into the feeling. Lucius began to toy around more, pumping his fingers deeper, getting a sound out of Draco. He began to pull his trousers down. Exposing the boy just as much as him. Shifting again to where his cock was ready. Erect and throbbing for sex. Draco’s too was also beginning to harden at the feel of his father’s fingers in him. More sounds beginning to slip from his lips. More desperate than the last.
Lucius slipped his fingers out and didn’t give Draco enough time to adjust before moving his hips and shoving himself in. A sharp gasp escaped the boy. Feeling himself getting broken down into and stretched. He squirmed again but found his father’s wand right back at his temple. Making him shut up. The sounds of the brothel almost muting as the two focused nearly on each other. His father’s hips rolling and moving with precision and Draco letting out desperate sounds. Feeling Lucius fuck him deep. A moan the escaped Draco. His head falling back just slightly as his hands shot up to grip the older man’s shoulders. Lucius smiled darkly at this and snapped his hips up with brute force, causing his son to cry out. A chuckle left him as he noticed some of the residents hosting themselves in the sex house were watching. Knowing damn well they were also there secretly and couldn’t say anything. That would only rat them out and destroy their image.
Draco let out huffs of air as he felt his father move his wand down. Letting the mouth of the steel snake toy at his hardening exposure. He felt a jolt of stress as he tried his best to avoid the sharp teeth. Not wanting to feel them sink in. Lucius began to fuck him harder. Pushing his cock further in just to pull out and slam right back where it had hosted. Causing another cry to escape his son. The liquor setting into Draco’s system was making him more hazy. More loose. He felt himself moving instinctively with Lucius’ movements. Causing sounds to escape both of them.
Other mages in the brothel began to watch them in fascination. Some genuinely enjoying the show the two Malfoy’s put in while others watched in disbelief. Lucius could feel their eyes on him and it ignited more excitement for him. He began to fuck Draco more harder. Making the boy nearly scream for him. He let out a pleased hum. His cold eyes looking to their new audience before focusing back on his drunk boy. Feeling the pressure building up in his cock as he began to beg for release. He fought through it though. Not wanting to give in just yet. If Draco was going to be a brat and threaten him against his own wife and his own reputation, he was going to make sure the boy would keep his mouth shut. A petty revenge but the was rather ravishing in it.
Lucius nearly threw the boy onto the table. Making a loud gasp leave him as their drinks clattered and spilled. He then leaned over his son. Draco’s foggy eyes watching his father as he casted a binding spell. Magical ropes bounded Draco’s hands and forced his body to stay in place. He tried to fight the ropes just to get slapped across the face again.
“I said. Obey.”
Lucius barked out. Grabbing a fistful of his son’s hair and pulling his head back. Exposing the boys pale neck to him. He leaned down, pushing his cock into his arse once more before biting down hard on his neck. A strangled cry retched its way out of the young’s throat. A small painful cry as he felt his father’s teeth nearly sink in, and the way he force his hips forward—pushing further into Draco.
“F-Father”
The boy cried out drunkly as Lucius hips snapped forwards again. Making the boy throw out another moan.
“…Too hard.”
He sobbed slightly. Lucius let out an annoyed huff. Not wanting to hear Draco pout. He’d heard it enough from the boy as it is. He then pulled back slightly, just before pushing his cock further into Draco. Receiving yet again, a cry. The others now watched. More growing fascinated by the show Lucius was putting on for them. A sick show but they seemed to be loving it. This just made the older Malfoy relish more. His sharp eyes dotting at his son. Watching the boy submit and make beautiful noises. All of it was because of him.
Lucius leaned more on the boy. Moving his hips with sharp ease. Fucking his son like his life depended on it. All his frustration that was built up by the night being released into sweet sounds of sex. Hearing he and Draco’s voice tangled up together was making him slip more and more. He began to push harder into him. Using his wand to press against his son’s hard and pre-leaking cock. His mouth working and leaving violent hickeys all across Draco’s neck. Breathing heavily as he felt himself on the brink of cumming. Cursing left his lips as he began to mount the boy with more frequency. More needy for the friction. Draco’s cries and moans only dragging him closer to the edge of ejaculation.
Draco could feel his father’s drive for neediness settling in. Feeling him slamming into the right spot. Dragging out more sounds and even shedding tears from the sheer intensity. His bounded hands closing in tight fists as he arched his back. Panting heavily as he felt himself beginning to drip more. His eyes shut tightly as he felt Lucius pumping into him. Quick and angry movements. Had he said something to upset him? He couldn’t’ really think straight in the moment. Feeling his father leave marks was tearing him apart. People were going to see them, aggressive and claiming. He tried to pull away once again, only to be stopped by the ropes. It was pointless.
Lucius breath began to quiver as he felt his cock now begging for release. Draco’s was too. He let out heavy pants. Deep guttural moans. His legs began to quiver as he fought against it. His need overpowering his mind. He moved his hips forward once more. Twice more. Before feeling himself spill. His son felt it too. His back arching at the feeling of his father’s seed spilling in. Filling his arse in a pleasant manner. He too, spilled out. His cock twitching as his cum spurted out. Coaxing a soft layer of hot white on Lucius’ suit. Both of them panting equally heavy. The haze in Draco’s mind only cleared up a bit. Allowing him to feel the aftermath. The other mages in the building seemed pleased, some rather concerned—slowly one by one went back to their own business. The show the two Malfoy’s had out on was now over.
The older man looked down at the boy. Pleased at how well he had held up. He slipped out of him. Letting his cock fall to place as the last remaining of release spilled out. He lifted his want and the robes broke. Allowing the bonded boy to move freely once more. Draco sat up almost instantly. His matching eyes looking at his father with a gaze torn between pleasure and embarrassment. Lucius leaned forward despite how spent he was. His breath heavy, his body hot. His eyes watched as the boy cowered down slightly.
“Need…I remind…you.”
He panted. His eyes looking the boy up and down. Taking in his submission and disheveled look. Feeling pride at how well he had unwrapped him.
“What happens in these walls…stays in them…do you understand, Draco?”
The boy nodded. Still hazy, still drunk, and now full.
“Yes, father…”
“Good boy.”