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Irresistible

Fandom: Harry Potter

Author:

sepherim_ml

/ Mistress Lay Beta-reader:
leliwen

Rating: PG (Yellow)

Genre: General, Slash
Paringa: Lucius / James
Warning: / / Disclaimer: characters and situations belong to JK Rowling, new characters, new situations and the resulting ruminations sick unfortunately belong to the already signed your pardon in advance. Plot: - You do not ever bite the tongue of a snake? - - It 's the second time I allude to my tongue, Potter. I must assume to be an invitation? -
Noticina technique: I left the British nomiglioli from Malandrino. For the uninitiated is Moony Moony and Prongs Prongs is. Noticina: although terrible delay, this is a shot came for birthday

hikaruryu


. Date, for me, the extraordinary the couple, let me say a few words and to break a lance in my favor: James Lucius and I imagine them in a certain way, aided by the fact that I love them both, and put this idea in writing was not very easy. I rewrote this shot countless times - and for me that I always write the project is a new - and I believe, however, not be able to give a good idea that I have made two of them together .
I tried, in short, I hope those who read and make me partaker of constructive criticism to improve.
Before reading "Nemesis" by I had not taken seriously the couple James / Lucius, but they complicate my passion for unusual and non-conventional paring I could not get attached to this pair. A final point: "Nemesis" is the only fanfic I ever read about the couple James / Lucius, are definitely a newbie to this paring, therefore, lose ç_ç.

With that treasure of beta is that you adoru Leliwen * _ *!



- I do not understand why you are obsessed with Evans! You can have any girl at Hogwarts and make the hyena cascamorto with that red hair! - James put his arm around the shoulders of his best friend and whispered in conspiratorial tones: - Just because the other girls ... I can have them easily - Sirius threw his head back and laughed, attracting the attention of some Girl: - Well done, my Prongs! So what is the challenge this time? Prove that you can not resist, including Evans, the prissy? - Challenge. If there was something that was James Potter could not resist the challenge. He loved to put himself always to try and overcome it, of course. In the same way which he hated to lose a challenge hated any form of coercion, restriction and bond. Sirius and James liked to call himself two free spirits, and Remus had them labeled as a criminal, especially when it launches challenge like that. The new challenge to conquer the show was James Lily Evans, which for decades had established an adversarial relationship of mutual antipathy. Deep down, James admired the independence, pride and strength of character to resemble him, resolute, courageous, tenacious, and these three traits could not fail to fascinate. - Do not take long to capitulate - Peter intervened, like excited every time that it was his idol idolize - win this, James -
- You want to toe with these speeches? - Remus chided them with a dry voice - may have to always act like children? -
Sirius joined him: - Come on, Moony, innocent is just a game! -
James took the side of Remus discovered: - Do not always be so hard ... -
- And then she began, insulting ... James - Peter said, putting himself at their own pace, right next to James.
- gave me ... the rough goat. I mean, to me -
- According to the Code of the Marauders, Remus my dear, we must support one another - even Sirius put a hand on his heart, forced air of solemnity. The context was even smile, which Peter and James did promptly. Remus does not, however, all too accustomed to these scenes. He snorted loudly: - I wonder why those rules stir them to you ... as you like -
James leaned towards Sirius: - You were not very convincing -
Sirius did the same on the other side of Remus: - Feel Who's Talking -
- you know, I would also like to see where you're going! - - Oh Sorry about that - the other two chuckled. them Remus glared at him, muttering: - The usual - and to hold back a smile.

They continued to walk quickly towards the transfiguration classroom at some point when a grinning Sirius pointed at someone far: - Have a look at 'Who's ... -
Slightly detached from a group of Slytherin, was Severus Snape, ensconced in a scroll.
Remus immediately rebuked them: - You should leave him alone ... -
- Moony, no joke! -
- I'm not kidding at all! -
James laughed amused but before he could take aim and fire a spell of levitation in Slytherin, Hufflepuff girl approached him shyly clutching an envelope: - Scu-sorry James ... I could talk for a minute? - Asked flushed.
to think of it, that distraction James saved from the punishment assigned by McGonagall in the middle of the fifth and sixth years between Gryffindor and Slytherin.




* It was the usual trick, but unfortunately the teacher had caught them, because, above all, the fist fight between Gryffindor and Slytherin. No wonder if all those involved in the brawl were given a punishment and subtraction of points from the elite of their home. The initiator of all, Sirius, was forced to submit to a further penalty and, under the direction of professor of transfiguration, was serving in his office.
James and Remus were instead saved: the first, thanks to Hufflepuff, the latter because, as always, was kept in the background. And at the moment, while Moony was in the library to study, young Potter was going to get Sirius.
joint front office McGonagall's, peered from the time his watch - a gift of Muggle Remus - and, sigh, leaned against the wall opposite the door of oak, thinking of what to do to kill time.
The corridor at that hour was deserted and only the light of candles lit up the room, unable to penetrate the shadowy points behind the armor and among the portraits of a narrow and pregnant glow.
What a bore ..., James thought, already bored. He was about to slide a hand into the bag and take out his snitch pinched when the sound of footsteps made him turn, curious to discover the identity the newcomer.
- Look, look who's here -

If snakes had been able to speak, it certainly would have had the same tone of voice, persuasive, full of poison retained, mesmerizing. And there was much in it as Lucius Malfoy from lethal like a snake.
Here, Malfoy was the typical person who, in different circumstances, would have fascinated James: a person who loved challenges as he could not feel excited by the prospect of winning on Malfoy.
Among the things that James despised the Slytherin, there was one that attracted him instead and it was the attachment that Malfoy had nell'imbrigliare and hold the Control.
The prospect of challenging him on that pitch to James was, literally, an irresistible temptation.

- come here to wait for a puppy as your faithful little friend, Potter? -
James grinned openly, staying dall'estrarre wand and throw a nice bill: - A little 'far from the underground, Malfoy. Wrong way? -
Lucius tilted his head slightly, as if searching for his opponent in the best spot where the attack: - I'm exactly where I want to be - answered cryptically.

The Gryffindor looked at him scornfully and doubtful: - Let me think: would you rather be in quest'anonimo corridor between all the possible places at Hogwarts? Your tongue has come off the brain and blabbering on their own or are under confundus? -

Lucius seemed too amused by the reaction: the uniform approached him and seemed almost sensually flutter around him.
James was not particularly high nor low, and is usually justified by saying that his height was perfect for the role of seeker. At that moment, I hate not being highest Lucius.

- Some problems, Potter? - James

shut the jaw: - Yes, you do not you ever do Your own way, Malfoy - Lucius
lifted a corner of the lips in a semblance of a smile, while maintaining the usual trace of sarcasm in his voice: - What a foul-mouthed language, just from Gryffindor. I could not expect anything less ... -
- You do not ever bite the tongue of a snake? -
- It 's the second time I allude to my tongue, Potter. I must assume to be an invitation? -
- What, in your fucking complicated verbal language, it makes you assume such a thing? -

- Do not let's make a trial of an intention, Potter - the grin of Slytherin was accented - Or maybe I assume that my statement you have hit a nerve? -
James laughed full of mockery that caught the eyes: - Of course! There's nothing more erotic dream the two of us to make out! - One of the arms

Lucius is placed just two inches from his head, blocking an escape route.
For a moment, James felt almost stunned by the bittersweet scent of Malfoy, a fragrance that shocked the Gryffindor, so intense as to leave you breathless. And the proximity of Slytherin ... so unexpected surprise.
From that close distance could even see the exact shade of silver His irises so dark as to seem molten metal, but at the same time so deep as to make it uncomfortable.
- Do not play with fire, Potter - Lucius's

was addressing a look so full of hints and nuances that they are completely indecipherable, at least in the eyes of James. He had never seen any boy approached it, except, of course, but Sirius ... Sirius was a different story.
James could not say exactly how it happened or say when he knew Malfoy leaned further shortening the distance that separated them, but suddenly felt her lips on those the other and was stunned.
were soft and incredibly hot.
not Lucius kissed him, no. She watched him with that predator straight in the eye and licked his lips, squinting with maddening slowness, waiting for any reaction from Gryffindor.
And James the Bold, the arrogant James, James the Brave for the first time in his life he did not know what to do.
His mind shouted at him to push away Lucius, chess, of a curse, to fill it with fists, insults, but his body refused to even remotely execute those instructions, in fact. James felt something inside him tremble, as could have been the flame of a candle, seduced by a breath of wind disturbing. It was a feeling that he had ever faced, so he could not figure out if given the distance or deepen it. Yes, because, strange as it was, it made him feel as if every cell of his body were, in some twisted reason, activated, as if this small contact with Lucius Malfoy had ignited something inside.

- What do you think of my tongue, Potter? - Provoked her, licking lips red and soft and pressing to force the opening of the corolla and meet sensual language. James leaned
the palms of your hands against the wall, supporting and trying to find something that calms the cold wall heat he felt growing within him.
- Potter? -
He refused to look down, seeing the spark of fun in the irises of mercury Lucius. It was so, then? He was waiting to succumb, who opens his lips and let him kiss her as a female passively whatever?
Inwardly James the Bold again to speak out forcefully against the insult and claim the Slytherin.
You have misunderstood you, Malfoy. I'm not a fucking pussy.
remove your hands from the wall and harpies perfectly uniform stretch Malfoy, taking the boy to himself, and assaulting her mouth, letting the fire within him erupted in all its destructive force, by deleting the impediments that blocked the movement and anchoring it to sterility of rationality.
- I do not I put my feet over the head with anyone - nearly growled, almost forcibly shoving his tongue in his mouth, crushing strength with Malfoy's clothes.
The response was swift and the other after a few seconds of surprise, fought with him for the supremacy of the kiss, placing his hands on the hip of James and pushing against him, at least to be able to dominate with his size. James did not let
intimoriree almost grabbed Lucius, drawing her to him, deepening the kiss, letting it become a wild exploration of each other.

Wild.

Yes, wild was the perfect adjective to describe the frenzy that led them to cross the boundaries of personal prejudices and dislikes.
Wild was the way James had challenged Lucius to beat, to overpower him, to break away from that kiss greedy.
Wild was the way in which Lucius was trying to get control of that situation, quell'eccitante kiss, the provocative idea to be master in this assault. The back of Lucius

mussels loudly against the wall and the inverted position gave James the satisfaction of the first to break away from their red-hot kiss.
- What do you think of my tongue, Malfoy? -

Lucius looked at him with bleary eyes and heavy breathing and James had to admit that there was a good chance that appeared in the same way in the eyes of Slytherin.

- I think he's better when it does not make annoying words -
James found himself back with his back pressed against the wall and Lucius Hungry and excited to devour the lips. Nothing to do do with the icy Lucius, Lucius and Lucius the refined control that James was accustomed to seeing in the Great Hall or in the corridors.
He felt a shiver of excitement at the thought of him having made that change. Meanwhile
basks in that awareness continues to battle with the language of Lucius and sinking his fingers through her long hair, almost jerk. He was excited when he heard that Lucius was in his own mental and physical - that is dangerously close to losing control - he went, if possible, even more against him. Hard to tell, because they had merged and languages breaths intertwined. Closer than that?!
Lucius groaned for that gesture and slid his hand along the side of Gryffindor, too eager to touch any inch of skin of Gryffindor. James gasped slightly, wishing with all his heart that touched the hands of Lucius.
At that moment he did not care if what was attacking him in a corridor of Hogwarts, right in front of McGonagall's office, was Lucius Malfoy. Adrenaline him drunk, the same one that forced him to push his broom to the extreme during the games and do insane stunts: he was living what seemed to be the challenge, with a capital. Their rivalry is not
did nothing but raise deep communion and primitive they were sharing.
Thoughts of Lucius were not so distant from those of James Potter as the satisfaction of having wax in his hands was soon transformed in the absolute desire to merge with him, in his heat.
been years since James Lucius watched from afar, studying it as if it were a rare beast and indomitable, with a mixture of admiration and desire to abuse.
What more satisfying sense of personal satisfaction than to have the indomitable James Potter?

And now that it was under his control, Lucius had been right to lose it all.
James fell from the lips of Slytherin, gasping: - You, me, now - spelled impatient.

Lucius also had the good taste to smile amused - Eloquent - The Gryffindor
frowned, annoyed, but before he could prepare any outburst or verbal attack, Lucius warned him: - Astronomy Tower - then grinned & ndash , 'Can you resist? -
James returned the grin: - I am not what I literally jumped on him! -

- does not seem very contrary - emphasized

James the grin then went one step to the side and before you start running in the direction of the Astronomy Tower, he whispered: - I dare you to get me, Malfoy! Otherwise go blank! - Lucius
-you-very-short-of-control-In-Time-That was not long to wait.


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