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Pain - Ron/Lucius
Title: Pain
Author:shocfix
Pairing: Ron/Lucius
Words: 403
Rating: NC-17
Written for 50_smutlets, where I claimed Ron Weasley.
So, basically, it’ll be another 50 Ron!smutlets.
But not with his Harry.
Pain
****
They were locked in a cellar again, back on their diet of bread and water. They discussed the potion they had been used for, without speculating too much on the ingredients, though Ron couldn’t take his eyes off the healing cut on Justin’s throat in the thin light that spilt in from the corridor.
They whiled away a couple of days trying to remember the names of plants and stars.
Ron was more than a little annoyed to find out that he was by far the worst at their game.
He comforted himself with the thought that neither Hannah nor Justin was known far and wide as an ideal frotting post.
An argument on the pronunciation of Betelgeuse was interrupted by the door slamming open and a sneering Lucius Malfoy sending Hannah and Justin flying against the far wall of their cell with a flick of his wand.
Hannah grabbed Justin’s wrist and held him back as Lucius strode over to Ron.
“Well, well, well,” he said. “Bellatrix was right; the Order is reduced to sending out children.”
“Children have beaten you for years, Malfoy,” Ron muttered.
“Weasley,” Lucius drawled. “How unfortunate that you…”
“Oh, just get it over and done with,” Ron interrupted, unzipping his jeans.
“You think this is funny?” Lucius snarled. “You think I enjoyed my sister-in-law telling me about how you abused my wife?”
Ron snorted. “You think I enjoyed your sister-in-law telling your wife to abuse me?”
Lucius’ nostrils flared.
“You think I enjoyed having to hold your wife while she wanked, just because her sister has turned her brain to jelly?” Ron snapped.
“Crucio!” Lucius hissed, his hand shaking as he pointed his wand at the boy at his feet.
Ron writhed on the ground and his head snapped back, his teeth grinding as he tried not to cry out.
He was left gasping when the Curse was lifted.
“Not so funny now, Weasley,” Lucius snapped. “No more comments about my wife?”
“’Snot as if it was the first time,” Ron panted.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Darling Draco got himself off against my thigh,” Ron said and Hannah moaned. “Want to go for the full set?”
“I would be delighted,” Lucius whispered. “Crucio!”
And, as Ron arched off the ground, twisting with pain, Lucius unbuttoned his robes, took out his cock and stroked himself to a swift climax, his come splattering across his helpless prisoner.
My Medium Sized Table
Title: Pain
Author:
shocfixPairing: Ron/Lucius
Words: 403
Rating: NC-17
Written for 50_smutlets, where I claimed Ron Weasley.
So, basically, it’ll be another 50 Ron!smutlets.
But not with his Harry.
Pain
****
They were locked in a cellar again, back on their diet of bread and water. They discussed the potion they had been used for, without speculating too much on the ingredients, though Ron couldn’t take his eyes off the healing cut on Justin’s throat in the thin light that spilt in from the corridor.
They whiled away a couple of days trying to remember the names of plants and stars.
Ron was more than a little annoyed to find out that he was by far the worst at their game.
He comforted himself with the thought that neither Hannah nor Justin was known far and wide as an ideal frotting post.
An argument on the pronunciation of Betelgeuse was interrupted by the door slamming open and a sneering Lucius Malfoy sending Hannah and Justin flying against the far wall of their cell with a flick of his wand.
Hannah grabbed Justin’s wrist and held him back as Lucius strode over to Ron.
“Well, well, well,” he said. “Bellatrix was right; the Order is reduced to sending out children.”
“Children have beaten you for years, Malfoy,” Ron muttered.
“Weasley,” Lucius drawled. “How unfortunate that you…”
“Oh, just get it over and done with,” Ron interrupted, unzipping his jeans.
“You think this is funny?” Lucius snarled. “You think I enjoyed my sister-in-law telling me about how you abused my wife?”
Ron snorted. “You think I enjoyed your sister-in-law telling your wife to abuse me?”
Lucius’ nostrils flared.
“You think I enjoyed having to hold your wife while she wanked, just because her sister has turned her brain to jelly?” Ron snapped.
“Crucio!” Lucius hissed, his hand shaking as he pointed his wand at the boy at his feet.
Ron writhed on the ground and his head snapped back, his teeth grinding as he tried not to cry out.
He was left gasping when the Curse was lifted.
“Not so funny now, Weasley,” Lucius snapped. “No more comments about my wife?”
“’Snot as if it was the first time,” Ron panted.
“What is that supposed to mean?”
“Darling Draco got himself off against my thigh,” Ron said and Hannah moaned. “Want to go for the full set?”
“I would be delighted,” Lucius whispered. “Crucio!”
And, as Ron arched off the ground, twisting with pain, Lucius unbuttoned his robes, took out his cock and stroked himself to a swift climax, his come splattering across his helpless prisoner.
My Medium Sized Table