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Repost fic: A little bubbly in bed
Title: A little bubbly in bed
Author: Aeowen
Rating: NC-17
Summery: Total PWP involving a bit of foodsmut, need I say more?
Note: Written for the Pornish Pixies “The Internet is for Porn” challenge. Enjoy!



“You’re going to love this,” the blond man says as he approaches his lover.

Harry licked his lips as he looks back over his shoulder. “I will?”

“You’re such a prude sometimes. I assure you, this will be very pleasurable.” Lucius Malfoy sits on the bed next to his lover and runs a hand appreciatively over the smooth bare skin, leaving goosebumps in it wake.

Harry looks up at the blond with consternation. “Then why do I have to be tied up for it?” He pulls on the silk cords that bind his hands for good measure and looks up at him. His hands itch to pull loose the black silk tie holding Lucius’ glorious hair back.

Lucius laughs, his voice low and silky as it rolls over Harry’s skin. “Don’t you trust me? The binding will enhance the sensations that I will be giving you.”

“You make it sound so clinical,” Harry grumbles, eyes going back to the bed spread in front of him.

The blond chuckles and swats Harry’s ass once before standing up. “Sex may be enhanced when it is well thought out, as opposed to the impromptu romps that you may have enjoyed during you days at school.”

Harry hums at the swat to his backside and rubs his cock into the bedspread. “Whatever you say,” he sighs.

Harry is positioned at the foot of the bed with his arms pulled out in front of him. Lucius has tied his wrists with deep blood red silk cords to the bed frame, making him stretch out across the bed. He can feel Lucius behind him before he feels his legs being pushed apart wider. He feels so vulnerable like this, he thinks, but loved. Lucius lays a calming hand on Harry’s lower back and kisses the top curve of his bottom before landing another smack on his cheek.

Strong hands cup Harry’s cheeks, holding them firmly before spreading them open slowly. Harry inhales deeply at the feeling of being pried open like this. Lucius looks down, his grey eyes gleaming at the picture that Harry Potter makes like this, spread out on his bed like a treat.

“So beautiful. And all mine,” Lucius murmurs.

He kneels between Harry’s spread legs and runs his hands up and down his lover’s shivering legs. His fingers trace up the backs of Harry’s thighs and pries his ass open again. Lucius Malfoy leans forward and sticks his tongue out to make one long leisurely swipe up Harry’s ass, from the back of his balls to the tip of his crack. Harry moans softly.

“Oh fuck,” Harry sighs.

“Language, pet,” Lucius admonishes before licking down this time. He continues this, swiping his tongue up and down a few more times before focusing his activity on Harry’s tight little pucker. He loves this part; showing Harry just how much he appreciates the trust they’ve built together. Or perhaps he’s showing Harry how much he appreciates his willingness to be a complete slut for him.

Harry writhes on the bed, tugging gently at the ties on his wrists as his refined lover eats his asshole. Lucius dips his fingers into a phial of lubricant and pushes them into Harry’s hole. The tight ring of muscle slowly gives way beneath his ministrations. When Harry is mumbling and groaning incoherently, Lucius silently summons the chilled bottle of champagne from the ice bucket.

“Wha-?” Harry asks from where he pants on the bed when Lucius stops.

“Patience, pet.”

“But I feel empty,” Harry says, almost in a whine.

Lucius chuckles. “Such a good little slut, hmm? Don’t worry, you won’t be for long.” He casts a sealing charm on the bottle and rubs copious amounts of lubricant on the bottle head and neck.

When he is satisfied, he places the tip against Harry’s pucker and pushes the first inch inside. Harry gasps, turning around to try and identify the new intruder. Lucius is careful not to push the bottle in too far, slowly moving it inside of his lover. With each thrust, he pushes it in just a bit further, until he has to hold Harry down on his lower back. Lucius loves the way the bottle opens Harry up for him, pushing deep inside. His anus gapes when the bottle leaves.

Smiling at Harry’s jerking movements, Lucius casts cleaning charms on the bottle and then inside of Harry’s ass. He opens the bottle slowly, careful to not spill any of the precious bubbly liquid. It’s good champagne, the best actually, a fact that makes him grin as he places his thumb over the top and shakes the bottle.

“This might feel a bit odd, but you’ll enjoy it, I promise.”

Lucius places the bottle at Harry’s hole and removes his thumb while pushing it deep inside of Harry’s ass. The instant he does, the champagne shoots out into Harry, making him scream and thrash on the bed. The bubbles coat his insides, dancing along the sensitive lining of his ass.

Lucius waits until the rush of liquid has died down before taking the bottle out. Champagne leaks copiously from Harry’s body, and Lucius leans forward to drink the precious liquid. He loves this. Drinking from Harry’s body, like nectar. The taste of the champagne fills his mouth and dances over his tongue while Harry moans.

Grinning, Lucius pulls back and presses his thumb over the top and shakes the partially full bottle. He presses his lips against Harry’s left cheek as he pushes the bottle in again. This time Harry nearly flies off the bed when the champagne shoots into his body. Lucius sits back on his heels watches, half fascinated, half aroused, as he watches his lover lose himself completely.

This time, the blond watches the champagne slip from the puckered flesh for a minute before licking it up, starting with the backs of Harry’s knees.

“Do you like this then?” Lucius nearly purrs.

“Are you kidding?” Harry asks incredulously, still panting. “That was bloody amazing!”

Lucius smiles and rubs Harry’s ass cheeks roughly, molding the soft pliant flesh. He gets up on his knees and looks down at Harry, taking in the smooth expanses pale skin covering toned muscles, and the twitching puckers hole peeking up at him from between alluring cheeks. He places the tip of his achingly hard cock against that hole, and thrusts inside.