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"It is pretty, isn't it? It costed me a pretty knut," Lucius said, his breath heavy, his hand on the small of Severus back. Severus sat on Lucius thigh at the big, throne-like chair of Malfoy manor. His feet swung as he casually looked at the boots Lucius had bought and gave him.
If he was younger or in a mood, he would've taken all this badly.
Being bought things, gifted, and held.
But he was sixteen, and it's been years since Lucius began giving him things. He gave up that battle the moment Lucius gave him the newest potion master's set of potion case, tools and ingredients in third year.
He didn't pretend to dislike it, despite not needing it. Lucius would buy what he needed some other time, probably tomorrow. This is the time for summer break gifts-- things Lucius think he'd be pretty in a reasoning that Severus didn't understand the how's or why's of except for the fact that it was terribly expensive.
"This one's seems nicer than the one you bought me on April. It feels better," Severus spoke casually.
Lucius--red faced, way too easy to please--grunted, his hips began to move, rubbing his cock against Severus' arse through layers of cloths. "Y-yeah," Lucius stuttered. "The manufacturing. They used runes at every step of the creation, making it even more comfortable and protective. The boots had familiarity runes to it too, the more you used it, the more it took to your magic and personality."
"They must've made you paid for every rune and then some," Severus said, he was long past feeling bad for making Lucius spend. Lucius enjoyed it too much for Severus to be empathetic, as proven by the hardening cock below him. Still, Severus moved in tandem with Lucius. "How much was the total?"
Lucius got faster, his hands on Severus hips as he thrusted, he stuttered and whispered the cost. It could buy a building in Diagon Alley.
"Buy me two… no, three more. I want to pick them apart and see how they work."
A gasp of agreement in Severus ear, and Lucius came in his trousers. Lucius held Severus tightly, he kissed and nibbled Severus' neck, coming down from a euphoric height.
Severus sighed, a small smile on his face, letting the man cool down. He was used to this. Once the man calmed, Severus spoke, "Bring me to my room. You've set down the new bedding I asked two weeks ago, right? The fae-spun one."
Lucius stiffened, the price of the bedding came to his mind quickly, bringing a sense of lightness to his head. Severus smirked.
He loved Lucius, really.
Loved him more when he can't think at all.