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“Lucius, what are we doing here?” Severus asked with a sigh as he looked at the muggle stripper sign, neon light flashing saying ‘males, full nude,’ on the wall.
“You agreed that if I won that bet, you would have to amuse me for one whole night,” Lucius had that smug look that said he knew something Severus didn’t.
Severus eyed Lucius like he was debating whether it was worth leaving or not, he had been suspicious ever since the man held out muggle pants and a long sleeved shirt for him to wear. “Whatever,” he drawled, “let us get this ‘amusement’ of yours done with and return to more respectable dwellings.”
Severus stalked to the door and pushed through it, leaving Lucius to follow a lot more gracefully behind.
“-yes I know this is a male stripper club, the bright neon sign outside blinking on and off like it is having a epileptic fit made that rather obvious,” Severus snapped at the young man behind the counter, taking the entry fee.
Lucius hid a smile as the young man took the money for them both, trying to work out if it was better to just toss the pair of them out first.
“Do excuse my companion, it is his first time in such an establishment,” Lucius said smoothly as he moved behind Severus.
“Ah,” the young man’s eyes lit up, “do enjoy your evening.”
“Severus you are being rude,” Lucius drawled as they found an empty booth and slid into it, Severus' hostile eyes scared away the scantily clad waiter from their table.
“I do not care,” Severus hissed, “of all places Lucius a muggle male stripper club, why?”
Lucius gave Severus that knowing smirk, mocking Severus with knowledge that he had and Severus didn’t and quite frankly it pissed Severus off even more.
A second waiter came to their table and Lucius ordered two whiskeys as a male dancer moved onto the stage. He was a petite blonde and danced rather well, but it stirred absolutely zero interest in Severus.
Bored Severus turned his eyes to Lucius, watching the man as he clearly admired the steady flow of young men that stripped and danced on the stage, some indeed stripped to nothing, others down to g-strings as unsavoury men and women hollered and threw money onto the stage.
An hour passed by and Severus was bored past even his endurance, Lucius could be damned with his prize, he had suffered enough of this circus. Suddenly Lucius sat up straighter as the MC came out onto the stage, the crowd hushed as an eager anticipation went over the crowd.
Severus' eyes narrowed as he took in the suddenly eager look in Lucius’s eyes, this is what the man had wanted to come for.
“Ladies and gentlemen you know what time it is, what you have been waiting for, give it up for LIGHTNING,” the MC roared and the crowd went wild.
The lights dimmed down to just enough to see, Lucius actually leaned forward eyes locked onto the stage. Severus turned to see what had excited the man.
A light turned on at the back of the stage lighting up a red screen, a very male figure stood silhouetted, soft material floating around him, even as he stood still.
Then the figure began to move, it was slow at first, drawing eyes to his hands, fingers twirling as his hips began to shift and move. It was sensual and erotic even behind the screen, everyone was captivated as the man began to dance with his whole body, figure twisting and moving, all behind the screen, even Severus found himself watching with interest.
The figure was moving faster and faster, body twisting when suddenly he bent forward from the hips and paused. The music, which was soft and seemed to flow around the room, began to pump, like a heart beating. The man’s arms began to lift and the curtain that he was behind began to lift.
Muscular legs draped in see-through silks were revealed first, a green g-string the same colour as the silks revealed that the strips of material were just that, looped and connected to the g-string somehow.
Severus was very aware of Lucius’s eyes on him, as the curtain lifted past a very well defined, but clearly a younger man’s chest, when the curtain lifted fully. Green eyes danced across the crowd, black messy hair gave the just fucked look, the music changed again and the man moved, hips gyrating as the sensual danced turned to something more base.
Lucius smirked at the wide eyed stunned look on Severus’s face, dark eyes turned to his and Severus blinked before Severus turned back to the man on the stage. Harry Bloody Potter. Saviour of the wizarding world, defeater of Voldemort was a male stripper. If it wasn’t for the fact that Potter was on the stage in front of him, letting customers pull strips of material from his hips, Severus wouldn’t have believed it. Potter had disappeared from the magical word after the war had been won and no one had seen him since.
Patrons cheered and hooted when they got one of the strips of material, more money rained down on the stage as Potter got to the pole at the end of the stage, every movement in time with the music.
Severus’s eyes racked down the young man’s body, the brat was looking very fine and with a jolt Severus remembered Potter was now twenty-five. So far it seemed Potter hadn’t noticed them sitting at the back, as he grabbed the pole and showed that his well muscled body wasn’t just for show. Potter’s body slowly lifted off the floor, his legs stretching out as he rolled his body up so he was upside down and his legs dropped into the splits.
Severus shifted as he found himself hardening as he watched Potter circle the pole, every moment rolled into the next all done in a seamless manner which spoke of the control the young man had over his body. The dance was fluid and graceful, no crass humping of the pole like others did, Potter just danced and it seemed like he was enjoying it. The dance still screamed sex, but it was teasing, like you can have me, before the body twisted as if shying away from hands.
Breathing heavier, Severus shifted, the music was reaching its crescent, when it suddenly stopped as Potter slid down the pole, coming to stop a mere inch off the ground, his torso rising and falling as he breathed heavily. The crowd was loud, money flying as Potter slowly rolled his legs down and he stood and bowed.
Pulling out of his bow, green eyes locked onto Severus’s and a sultry smirk crossed Potter’s lips, telling Lucius and Severus that they had very much been spotted.
Potter turned and strutted from the stage, as workers came out and quickly swept up the money as the patrons screamed for Lightning to come back. Severus' eyes locked onto the pert bum until it disappeared behind the stage.
“Aren’t you glad you lost the bet?” Lucius purred.
Severus shifted trying not to bring attention to the fact he was very hard, “yes I see how this place caught your interest.”
A waiter approached their table, “Lightning would like to offer you a private audience.”
Heads whipped around from other patrons around them.
“A PRIVATE DANCE!” one man gasped, “Lightning never does private dances.”
“Lucky bastards,” another said.
Lucius stood smoothly leaving his empty glass on the table, Severus following as they were led past two bouncers and shown to a booth in the back. It was private with walls and a single curtain that covered the front ‘door’.
They had barely sat when Potter walked in, the young man turning to pull the curtain shut, he wore a sheer dressing gown over very tight pants. Placing a finger to his lips, Harry cast a silencing spell over the booth, from the outside only murmurs would be heard.
Severus watched as Potter sat opposite them, his legs stretching out, “so what are your intentions now that you have found me?”
Lucius pursed his lips, “you mean, are we going to blab to the world that you are a stripper?”
Harry nodded.
“Oh, nothing,” Lucius smirked, “we are just two men enjoying the sensual delights that this establishment has to offer.”
Harry stared at the blonde man, eyes narrowing, “and what will that silence cost me?”
A soft chuckle left Lucuis’s lips, “oh I believe a private dance for my husband here would keep my lips sealed.”
Severus glared at Lucius as Potter blinked.
“Husband?” Harry asked.
“A word that is typically used for a man I have married,” Lucius remarked.
Snorting, Harry sat up straighter, “you’re wife?”
“Narcissa died in the war,” Lucius said softly.
“My apologies, I didn’t know,” Harry replied, voice softer.
“Not like you stuck around to find out,” Severus snarked, saying something for the first time.
Green eyes glittered dangerously as they rounded on Severus, “that world turned me into a murderer,” Harry hissed. “Excuse me if after watching my two best friends die at the hands of death eaters wasn’t enough, I was still expected to kill that maniac. All I wanted was peace and quiet and I wasn’t going to get it in that world. I chose myself for once, I chose my peace and happiness, so yes I left. But what else would you have of me, Snape?” Harry spat, “I am happy.”
“Yes, stripping,” Severus drawled.
The gleam in Harry’s eyes changed from anger to a challenge, “is there something wrong with stripping?” he shifted from his spot, rising to his feet, “dancing,” his hips shifted ever so slightly, “is a form of power - release - control over one's self.” His eyes flickered to Lucius, “you said a private dance? I am expensive.”
“Oh I think I can cover the cost,” Lucius smirked.
Harry shifted slowly, his whole body moving, it was like a snake that was mesmerising its prey, and Harry’s prey was Severus. The dance on the stage was sexual but also controlled a tease, but this movement was sheer seduction. Potter moved as if he was offering his body with every movement, every time he locked eyes with Severus he was oozing sex.
Lucius was amused by his husband’s expression, clearly unable to tear his eyes away from Potter. A tightness around his eyes, the bulge in the man’s pants revealing exactly what he was thinking.
Harry leaned in over Snape, “do you know the rules?” He purred into the man’s ear, breath ghosting over the man’s skin.
“No,” came a deep reply.
“I can touch you,” Harry ran his hand down Snape's chest stopping at his stomach, “but you can’t touch me. Think you can control yourself Professor?” Harry climbed onto Snape's lap, not sitting as he made a pantomime of sex.
Lucius was rock hard as he watched Severus' fingers clench into fists at his side as Potter's hands rolled up and down the man’s sides. He was also very much enjoying this dance. Potter would look good in his husband's lap, a shiver of desire went through him as he pictured Potter naked riding his husband's cock.
Green eyed glanced at Lucius knowingly, leaning he whispered into Snape's ear. “I think your husband likes seeing us together. I can see it in his eyes he wants to watch me fuck myself on you. Do you want that?” Harry hummed as he actually planted his arse on Severus’s lap fully.
A guttural groan left Severus as the brat circled his hips
“Hmm, professor you hide much under those robes of yours,” Harry laughed. It wasn't mocking but the little minx was suddenly out of Snape’s lap, standing in the middle of the small alcove and a quick movement the tight pants were gone revealing the green g-string, the clearly velcroed pants landed on a chair.
Dark eyes tracked Potter as he swayed his way back towards him in slow movements when he suddenly turned and sat in Lucius’s lap, facing him.
“Ohhh you are one lucky man,” Harry smirked at Snape, “your husband has most certainly been enjoying watching us, how about you? Do you want to watch me ride Lord Malfoy?”
Severus swallowed tightly as Potter danced in Lucius’s lap, though dancing was a stretch to call it as the young man was pretending he was sliding up and down on Lucius whilst green eyes glimmered at him. Then the soft moans that left Potter’s parted lips.
Lucius was very clearly amused by the young man rolling his hips and moaning provocatively in his lap, but his blue eyes were locked onto Severus.
Severus groaned, and the look of triumph passed through Potter's eyes. He moved, one moment he was in Lucius’s lap and next he was hovering back over his own. Legs spread wide either side of his hips kneeling over him.
“You see,” Harry leaned in lips close but not enough to touch his, “Sev-er-us,” Harry smirked as Snape groaned under him as a short intake of breath left Malfoy. “Dancing is very fun, freedom in movement” he gyrated his hips rolling his arse over the erection under him. Snape groaned again and Harry laughed as he spun away, he snatched up his pants off the chair as he turned and looked at the two very aroused men from his past.
“Good evening gentlemen,” Harry nodded, before walking out letting the curtain close behind him.
Severus was breathing heavily, his eyes flickered to his husband. Lucius who despite his own clear erection stood and leaned over cupping Severus’s hardness and pushed against it. Severus moaned deeply as he fought the thrust into Lucius’s hand.
“Shall we go?” Lucius asked.
“What are you playing at?” Severus grumbled, knowing his husband far too well.
“Nothing,” Lucius smirked, saying there was indeed something happening but he refused to tell.
Growling Sevrus stood and rearranged himself to be somewhat more presentable before storming from the booth and out past the bouncers.
Lucius also rearranged, followed but at a much more sedate pace, he motioned to a server, “who do I pay for Lightning’s private dance?”
“I can take it to him,” the server nodded, before his eyes wide with the amount Lucius handed over.
“This one is for you, just pass a message on for us,” Lucius handed another note over and the server nodded very enthusiastically. “Tell Lightning we immensely enjoyed ourselves and we would be delighted in having his time again one evening soon.”
“I will tell him. Thank you,” the server took the note and scurried off out the back, very happy with the more than generous tip.
Lucius followed his husband through the establishment and a fully naked man gyrating on the stage barely got a glance as Lucius exited, Severus storming down a dark alley nearby.
The pop told Lucius Severus had apperated home, rolling his eyes at his stubborn husband, Lucius made sure no one was watching before he too spun on the spot and apperated to his manor.
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Hands grabbed him the moment his feet touched the marble floor of the Malfoy manor. Lucius grunted as Severus slammed him against the wall beside the floo and harsh lips crashed against his. Hands shoved at his pants and the buttons on his pants broke and his trousers ended around his ankles, showing he wore no underwear. He wasn’t idle either kissing back and his own hands pulling at Severus’s shirt.
Severus growled as he turned Lucius and shoved his chest against the wall, his husband moaning for him as he pressed himself against Lucius back pining him against the wall hard. “You knew what you were doing Lucius, riling me up like that. Now you are getting what you deserve.”
Lucius groaned softly as magic swept across him, cleaning and stretching him magically when a hot, hard and oiled cock pressed against him, “Sev,” he purred. He loved it when Severus was rough with him occasionally. A heavy sigh left his lips as Severus began to push into him. He groaned as his body resisted a moment against the intrusion, before the muscles of his rim gave way and Severus began to sink into his body.
Severus grunted as he held Lucius’s hips tight, he was thick enough that he couldn’t just slam into his husband, they were enjoying rough sex, but that would hurt Lucius and that kind of pain wasn’t the goal tonight. He eased in slowly, both men panting as Lucius arched back into the large girth filling him.
“Sev, I’m okay, move,” Lucius panted, cheek against the wall, back arched.
There was no answer, but the backwards slide of the man, before a faster shove back in.
“Sev,” Lucius gasped, as he widened his legs further, as much as his pants would allow around his ankles, “harder.”
The answering thrust was harder and Lucius moaned as he shoved back.
“You are loose enough now,” Severus smirked and he glided back and slammed in, to a yelp from Lucius, before his husband had a chance to say anything he was pulling back and slamming in again. Severus made a slight grind with his hips every plunge in, pulling a moan of pleasure from Lucius who was shoving back into each thrust forward.
“You want Potter don’t you?” Severus growled as he let go of a hip and pulled Lucius’s hair, forcing his husband’s head back as he kept thrusting. “You could have him here, sucking your cock as I pound you senseless."
Lucius gasped as the slight pain from his hair only heightened his pleasure, “or - between us, taking - us both,” Lucius gasped as Severus shoved in harder and ground inside him.
“Him kneeling between us as we spit roast him,” Severus growled as he slammed up, fast and hard strokes as he grew closer.
Lucius let out a cry that said he was close, “Sev, him riding you as I watch,” Lucius arched as he came, his cum splattering on the wall as his insides clenched around Severus and the man grunted, the feeling of his husband's cum painting his insides.
Both of them were breathing hard as Severus slowly removed himself from Lucius’s body, cum trickling after him. At the same time easing his fingers from their place in Lucius’s hair.
Lucius groaned as he flicked his feet, removing his pants from around his ankles.
“You okay?” Severus asked as he touched Lucius’s lower back as he regained his breathing.
“A little sore,” Lucius admitted, “but wonderful,” he said as he turned to face Severus, wincing at the burn to his arse. “But I am in need of a shower,” he said as another glob of cum began to slide down the inside of his thighs.
-
Lucius laid on his belly, watching his husband as he was clearly brooding.
“What do you want with Potter? How did you even find him?” Severus finally asked.
“Last week that meeting I had with those muggle investors?” a sneer twisted Lucius lips, with the distaste of remembering the meeting.
Severus nodded.
“Well not only was it worth the money to get involved but I had the fortune of seeing Potter across the street, he didn’t see me. Well I was curious and I followed him, I will admit I was rather surprised when I saw that he entered a stripping establishment.” Lucius rolled onto his side, “I was quite certain at that point that Potter had indeed known he was being followed and gave me the slip. So I went back at night when the establishment was open, I was certain I was wasting my time until ‘Lightning’ came onto the stage.”
A hmmm left Severus, “and what do you want with him?”
“Nothing more than we already have done with other delightful young men that we have invited to our beds,” Lucius smirked.
“He has grown into a well defined specimen,” Severus muttered.
Lucius scoffed, “do not deny the fact you want to fuck that young man as much as I do, I knew you would want him the first time I watched him on that stage.”
“I doubt he would be interested,” Severus scoffed.
Lucius levelled Severus with the most deadpanned look, “pull your head from your arse, he teased the both of us till we were rock hard, by gyrating on our laps. He is interested.”
Severus merely grunted and Lucius rolled his eyes as he got comfortable again, he would let his husband stew for a little while.
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“Holy shit,” Harry panted as he laid back breathing hard, his hand and stomach covered in his own mess, his cock slowly softening as he regained his breath.
His small apartment was quiet around him as he just thought about what he just did. He had gotten off and gotten off hard as he thought about his most hated professor at school fucking him. As Lucius Malfoy of all people, whispered naughty words into his ear as his husband fucked him, then for his thought to change to Lucius sliding into him as Snape spoke naughty words to him.
Harry huffed as he got up and headed for the shower, as he washed away the evidence of his pleasure Harry pondered what the men wanted. He had left the wizarding world for a reason, maybe he should have stayed in America and not come back to Britain. But the lust in the men’s eyes, whilst it was no more than what he usually saw in his patron’s eyes, it was just something about those two.
A harsh bark of laughter left Harry as he began to soap up, well at least he got off rather intensely, he was going to have good wank imagination material for a few weeks.
Well, Harry rinsed off the soap, he supposed he would just wait and see if the pair came back or not to watch him dance again, he could always run and disappear again, if any others of his past came looking for him.
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Next chapter.
Sev and Luc will be back at the club to watch Lightning dance again. This time Harry takes them home.
Let me know what you think. Will likely just be another chapter, two chapter fic of smut.