Regulus closed his eyes as his breath hitched in his throat. His face flushed at Lucius's words but the feel of Lucius's fingers prodding him in his most intimate place ripped a ragged whimper from him.

"I-I've never been on the bottom before." He confessed even as his hips arced up off the bed to take more of Lucius's fingers, his body winding up and coiling tightly.

Lucius's fingers git a spot deep inside of him that had his eyes snapping open and stars bursting behind his eyes. His hands fisted in the sheets as he moaned brokenly.

"Please Lucius, again....do that again..."

"I promise on Slytherin I'll make sure it's good." He purred and licked his lips. He watched Regulus react to his fingers, noting that area for later. He angled his fingers into that area a few more times before withdrawing them from the younger man entirely.

He took Regulus's thighs, pushing them upward a bit as he slipped the head of his thick erection inside of his tight heat. He groaned heavily as he felt the sweet pull of tight muscle trying to push him out as he pressed through. "Mmph, Regulus." He hissed in delight, resisting the urge to shove himself all the way in.

This was Regulus's first time bottoming, he didn't want to make it more painful than it had to be initially. He grunted, enjoying the feel of being fully seated inside the younger man. "Merlin." He whimpered, and started to move again- a slow thrust, experimental in movement toward the area that gave Regulus so much pleasure moments ago.

Every nerve ending in Regulus's body felt as if it was on fire and his breath caught hard in his throat as his body tried to keep the intruder out. Once it breached the tight ring of muscle Regulus's eyes flew open and he gripped the sheet hard; the full feeling making him tremble.

He whimpered a bit as Lucius pulled out but the whimper morphed into a moan as the first thrust hit that spot that Lucius had prodded with his fingers.

"Ha...ahhh....Lucius!" He rolled his hips a bit and nearly screamed as he brushed against that spot again. "Please...please Lucius, move." He pleaded as he brought one hand up to grip and scratch at Lucius's chest. "I want...I want more..." His words died off in a small whine as he bucked lightly against Lucius; testing his ability to move being impaled as he was.

Watching Regulus move like his life depended on Lucius bringing him over the edge sent a fire down to his loins that made desire the younger man that much more. He grabbed his thighs, pushing them up a bit so he had more leverage. He dug his fingers into the firm skin as he started rolling his hips into Regulus.

In and out, back and forth, he moved in utter bliss- being sheathed in such wonderful heat. His thrusts grew less methodical and more ragged as time pressed on, the sound of skin hitting skin growing less in repetition but harder in force.

He didn't want to come too quickly, not wanting to seem like he couldn't hold his own. He leaned over Regulus, his long hair brushing teasingly against his chest as he started kissing and nipping at his neck. His hand went down to stroke the younger man's length in firm, hard movements.

"Do you like it, Regulus...? Do you like being fucked by a Malfoy...?" He purred in the younger man's ear as he nibbled on his ear lobe.

The coil in Regulus's stomach was winding tighter and tighter until he thought that he was going to combust from it all. The slight elevation of his hips and Lucius's slight movements were driving towards that explosive high and his throat had closed as he panted and whimpered.

He'd heard Lucius's question but for the life of him he couldn't form two words together to form a coherent sentence. Lucius's moved a fraction of an inch to the right and suddenly something akin to fire shot through him; making him scream out hoarsely as his fingers bit and scored Lucius's arms.

"L-LUCIUS!" He whined as he tried to move himself so that each thrust came back in contact with that spot and he nodded as he locked his legs around Lucius's waist to pull him deeper even as he pulled the older blonde down to seal their lips together, whimpering into them as he shattered apart beneath him; colors dancing behind his eyes as he painted Lucius's stomach with his release.

When Regulus bucked in his release, Lucius moaned into their kiss. He loved the wild movements of the younger man- no one fucked like a Slytherin did. He slowed his movements, taking his time as he brought himself to completion inside Regulus's tight heat. It felt like bunched satin around him, and he was in no hurry to leave the warmth.

FInally, he stopped- breaking the kiss to look down at Regulus- sweaty and exhausted, his blonde hair sticking to his face and spilling down his shoulders. "Ahh- Regulus, that was quite good." He murmured, gently removing himself from inside him, laying down against his warmth eagerly. Lucius enjoyed the warmth of a partner after sex, never a fan of a quick bang. He liked to bask in the afterglow of sex, enjoying the happy sated feeling it gave him.

He reached over, cleaning off his abdomen with a tissue- burning the ruined piece in a puff of green flame. He placed a few kisses along his neck. "Quite good indeed, I hope the same can be said for you- I didn't take too many liberties, did I?" He sounded concerned and he was, as Regulus was his friend- now bed mate. He didn't want to hurt him.

Panting softly with exhaustion Regulus tucked a lock of hair behind Lucius's ear and grinned as he snuggled as close to Lucius as he could, almost purring in content as he laced lazy kisses over Lucius's neck and chest.

"You didn't take anything I didn't want to give Lucius, there were no boundaries set so none could be stepped over. However quite good doesn't begin to cover it. I would have to say that if I'd known that bottoming would result in a..." Regulus blushed, his words dying on his tongue. "Quite good Lucius, bloody amazing."

He yawned and wrapped his arms around Lucius loosely, rubbing his face against Lucius's chest. "Wake me in about a week." He teased as he nipped at Lucius's throat. "Or if you want another round."

"Glad to hear it. It's been awhile. Cheers to knowing I'm not rusty." He said lightheartedly as he shifted his arms around Regulus. He felt a sudden pang of guilt knowing that he took that pleasure from Regulus's actual partner, Ronan. He shook the thought from his mind.

"It is good, isn't it? Letting someone else take control for a bit? Either position is fine in my mind. There are benefits to both but downsides to neither." He yawned and kissed his shoulder.

"A week! I think they'd come looking for us both by that time. I've only booked the room for a night and you have school." He teased and shook his head. "Slytherins are insatiable." He smirked with pride. "Goodnight, Regulus. See you in the morning."

Regulus had already fallen into a light doze so he muttered incoherently against Lucius's chest, rubbing his face against it and sighing contently. His dreams were far from pleasant, Ronan's hurt face taunted him, asking him over and over again why he'd done it and when he tried to answer nothing but another lie came out and the hurt look intensified. He reached out to Ronan, trying to make him see that he was trying to protect him but each time Ronan slapped him away and turned his back on Regulus, leaving him alone in the dark crying out for answers.

Morning didn't come fast enough and Regulus was the first one awake, watching Lucius sleep soundly while he thought; his fingers combing through the platinum mane that was spread out on the pillow. He knew that he'd have to hide it, he couldn't let Ronan become wise to the fact that he'd shared his first time with anyone other than Ronan himself and he scowled as he pictured how he going to side step the issues. The longer he thought the more he didn't want too so he slipped back down besides Lucius and buried his face in the older man's neck; trying to will himself back to sleep and hoping that it was a dreamless sleep he was blessed with.

Lucius slept dreamlessly, as he had done every night since his father's death. He was grateful for those dreamless moments, knowing that in his waking ones he'd be haunted by the older man's final moments. It twisted his stomach into knots- his father chose death over the mark- it made the sign something so ugly it felt like it would slither up his arm and choke the life out of him. He jerked slightly in his sleep at the thought, settling back into relaxation when he felt the hand in his hair.

He fell back into a relaxed state when he felt Regulus's warmth against him. He uttered a contented sigh, sleeping off the rest of the morning until he felt ready to awaken. "Mmmph. Regulus."He groaned, his voice sleep heavy still. "Regulus, time to awaken." He nudged him gently.

"We've slept for far too long." He regretfully pulled himself up, his hair looking a mess. He charmed it back into it's regular silky locks before the other could see it.

"hngfhn." Regulus snorted as he shoved his head under the pillow.

He was not a morning person and when the person next to him moved he reached out and anchored an arm around his waist. There was no way he was moving this early and that meant that the person in bed with him wasn't moving either. It was well documented in the Slytherin common room that if you wanted to keep your head you didn't mess with Regulus before noon and the only thing that he could dredge himself out of the warmth of his bed for were classes and Quidditch.

"Need sleep." He growled as he turned and pressed his face into Lucius's side and rubbed slightly. "Can stay here? Please? Just a bit longer?"

Lucius looked amused at him. "Alright, alright... We can stay." He didn't have to be at the ministry today anyway- they were letting him work a relaxed schedule due to the loss of his father. He settled back into bed, enjoying the warmth from the other man immensely.

However, once 11 o'clock rolled around Lucius couldn't lay in bed any longer. He pulled away from Regulus, substituting himself for a pillow so he could go off and get dressed. He came back out of the bathroom a bit later, looking well dressed and put together- as always.

"Alright Regulus- you've had plenty of time to lounge around in bed. Maybe a bit too long, hm?" He knocked on his forehead gently. "Time to get up and face the day." He sat down in a chair beside the bed. "We've got a meeting tonight, unfortunately. At least we'll have something pleasant to think about while we're there." He sighed at the thought of being surrounded by their insane colleagues.

"Hopefully we'll hear something from Dumbledore. If we don't, I'm tired of waiting. We need to strike out soon."

With a pout that Regulus wasn't even aware of producing he sat up and shook his head; sending his sleep ratted hair about his face. He rubbed at his eyes before looking blearily over at Lucius, his pout turning more into a scowl like frown.

"How dare you look that good in the morning." He laughed as he climbed from the bed and stretched, not caring that he was naked; any embarrassment was removed the night before and he felt a sense of pride at his toned Quidditch body.

At the mention of the meeting he scowled in earnest and he dropped down into a chair across from Lucius, charming his hair to lay flat. "I'll speak with Dumbledore in some form or another tonight before coming. Hopefully Severus was able to get us some useful information as well."

Lucius gave him a smug look. "I prefer to look good all of the time, Regulus. If I ever look unkempt... then worry about me." He said and even though his tone was lighthearted, his words were quite serious.

He shook his head at the mention of Severus. "I doubt it, he was working on some seminar on potions while collecting his potion's master license. I doubt he had much of any time to work on our er... poor decisions... with all the drunken revelry going on around him. I doubt that he would ever join in it, but it would be enough to annoy him into a fouler mood. We'll have to tread lightly when we get to the meeting."

He stood up, looking to Regulus in his seat before moving over to take up residence in his lap, straddling the younger man. "I am not holding you up am I?" He asked, but his tone reflected that he didn't necessarily care if he was or not.

Regulus grinned as he placed his hands on Lucius's hips, his thumbs rubbing circles on them lightly. "Nope. I have nothing to do at this point in time and if I did it could wait."

It was amazing how quickly that Lucius had wrapped him around his finger but Regulus couldn't think of another way to be. He leaned up and kissed at Lucius's throat as he brought a hand up to comb through the soft blond tresses.

"So Lucius, you have my attention and my time; what do you intend to to do with it?"

Despite his lighthearted words in the back of Regulus's mind he was worried about the meeting and what it would entail. He didn't know how much more he could take; the maimings and murders were weighing on his mind and soul and the horrific wrongs that we was committing were dragging him deeper and deeper into his mind and he felt it was only a matter of time before he broke; before he gave into the mental deformity that ran rampant in his family from generations and generations of interfamilial marriage.