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snoggedTitle: Magical Persuasion
Author: snogged
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Fandom: Angel the Series/Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Angel/Lucius Malfoy, minor Angel/Spike
Word Count: 1845
Summary: Lucius Malfoy arrives in LA to persuade Angel to assist with a mission.
Warnings: male/male sex, blowjobs, and angst
Spoilers: Angel the Series Season 5; Harry Potter Pre-Book 7
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss Whedon, et.al. and JK Rowling, et.al.own everything. I merely bow before their brilliance
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A tall, blond man swept into Angel’s office, his black robes billowing out behind him. His lips were curled into a sneer, which seemed permanently etched into his face. “Mr. Angel, you may address me as Mr. Malfoy.”
Angel arched a quizzical eyebrow and steepled his fingers. He was not pleased by this new interruption but he was patient enough to let the man talk. After that, he intended to have a nice conversation with Harmony about allowing strange men into his office without telling him.
“What brings you in, Mr. Malfoy?”
“I am in need of your expertise and services, Mr. Angel. The London office informed me that you were quite good at what you do and that you would help me solve my dilemma.”
Angel watched the man pace back and forth across his office and sighed heavily. He was really getting sick of the lawyer game. He never got pestered like this on the streets. It was more annoying than Spike’s early morning banter. “And what makes you think that I can solve your…dilemma?”
Mr. Malfoy’s gray eyes bore into Angel’s skull. “Because you’re a vampire. A predator. A killer.”
“So I take it the London office didn’t mention the soul?” Angel asked.
The other man frowned. He had clearly not been privy to this information but he guessed that it wouldn’t change anything. “I’m willing to look past that small…imperfection because of the immediacy of this matter. I do not tend to associate with half-breeds but my Master requires it.”
“Your Master? Does he smack you on the nose with a newspaper when you’re naughty? Or does he bend you over and smack your pale ass till its red?” Angel growled, rising from the desk and grabbing Mr. Malfoy by the neck. His features shifted and his fangs dropped. The blond man’s expression didn’t budge. There was no trace of fear in the man’s eyes.
Angel shoved him backwards and he stumbled into the wall. “I know what you are, Mr. Malfoy. You’re a damn minion and I’m not gonna play that game. Your Master wants me for something so damn important, he can come and get me.”
Mr. Malfoy brushed off his robes and drew out a thin, black wand. “It seems I underestimated your willingness to cooperate. Imper-”
Before he could finish the incantation, Angel grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it to the side. The wand clattered to the floor and the man stared at Angel in surprise. Angel let go of his wrist and his face slid back into human form.
“You want my help, you’re going to play by my rules. What’s your name? Who’s your Master? And what the hell is so damn important that you tried to use magic on me?”
Mr. Malfoy bent down to pick up his wand but Angel quickly knocked his hand away, grabbing the wand and pocketing it in his suit pocket.
“There will be no Abracadra shit in my office, Mr. Malfoy.”
Lucius glided across the office and gracefully descended into one of the leather office chairs. His sneer had transformed into a grim scowl. “My name is Lucius Malfoy. My purpose is to persuade you to assist us. And the name of my Master is not important.”
Angel moved towards the chair and put his face inches from the Englishman’s. “Well, Lucius, if you can’t tell me your Master’s name we’re going to have a problem.”
“I assure you that his name is not important. But you would be wise not to anger him. He is the most feared wizard in the entire world.”
Angel snorted and returned to his desk, perching himself on the wooden edge and crossing his arms over his chest. “I hear that a lot. Demons always squawking about being the best at this or the best at that. It is a load of bull. Besides, I am the CEO of the biggest and most evil law firm in the entire world. If anything, your Master should be afraid of me.”
Lucius cleared his throat and rose to his feet. He seemed agitated by Angel’s unwillingness. “That may be true, Mr. Angel but you are still a filthy mudblood.”
Angel growled low in his throat and leapt off the desk, tackling the blond man to the ground. “I don’t know what the fuck that means but I don’t like the sound of it.”
Lucius panted from having the wind knocked out of him. He looked up into Angel’s dark, burning eyes and he felt a shiver go through him. He also felt his dick hardening inside his pants. He had always loved strong and forceful men.
Angel inhaled sharply and was surprised to find the faint traces of arousal on the air. He pressed the bulk of his weight against Lucius’s chest and flashed the man a wicked grin. He rubbed his pelvis against Lucius’s growing erection and the Englishman groaned.
“I’ll help you and your Master out on one condition.”
Lucius’s breaths were short and heavy. “Anything.”
Angel’s lips crushed against his mouth and his tongue demanded entrance. Lucius parted his lips and let Angel map out his mouth with forceful enthusiasm. Their tongues massaged and swirled around each other, like old friends that needed to be reacquainted.
Angel pulled his head away and rolled off of Lucius and onto his feet.
“Why did you stop?” Lucius asked, feeling like he was about to burst through his pants.
“We should really move this somewhere more comfortable. I’ve got a penthouse upstairs.”
“You could fuck me against those big windows over there for all I care,” Lucius replied, his brain being overtaken by lusty thoughts. He couldn’t remember the last time he had ever felt this irrational. Narcissa didn’t even make him feel this way. Not that she went out of her way to make him feel much anymore. The woman rarely got on her knees for him and she bitched and whined whenever she did.
Angel grabbed Lucius by the wrist and pressed the button on the elevator. “I’m sure that’s just what people want to see on their lunch hour but I’m not going to give them the pleasure.”
The elevator’s door slid open and Angel shoved the blond inside, stripping off his pants and releasing his thick, swollen cock.
Lucius eyed it hungrily, dropping to his knees as the elevator climbed the several stories to Angel’s penthouse. He sucked the head between his lips, lightly pressing his teeth against the hard flesh as his tongue licked and sucked the tip, creating copious amounts of pre-cum. Angel rolled and bucked his hips trying to get the man to suck more of his cock in.
The doors dinged and Angel groaned as Lucius pulled his mouth away. Angel tore off his shirt and Lucius slid off his robes, letting them fall to the ground. Angel quickly ripped off the rest of the man’s clothes and sent them tumbling onto the queen-sized bed.
Lucius’s long hair splayed angelically across the pillows as Angel tugged and stroked the human’s hardened cock.
“Do you have lube?” Lucius asked, hesitantly.
Angel leaned over him and pulled open the top drawer of his nightstand. He produced a large bottle of Astroglide and poured a bunch of it onto his fingers.
“Spread your legs.”
Lucius obeyed, stretching his legs as wide as his age would allow them. Angel pressed two fingers against his anus, pushing them in as gently as he could manage. Lucius gasped in surprise.
“Have you ever been fucked by a man before, Lucius?”
Lucius blushed and thought of his early days with the Death Eaters. He had never been fucked before but he had dropped to his knees at Voldemort’s command a number of times. He had watched some of the other Death Eaters fuck each other though so he wasn’t completely sheltered.
“No, I haven’t.”
Angel pulled out his fingers and kissed him softly, sucking on the man’s bottom lip and running his tongue across the inside of his top lip.
Then, he positioned himself between Lucius’s legs, dumping some more lube onto his cock, and slicking himself up. “This might hurt a little bit, okay? But you have to relax. It’ll be a good hurt, I promise.”
Lucius nodded and his breath hitched as Angel slowly guided himself into the tight hole.
Angel stroked the man’s hair and smiled. “Relax, baby, you’re doing great.”
Angel let his dick sink all the way in before he started thrusting.
Lucius bucked his hips, encouraging Angel to pick up the pace. Angel did and soon his balls were slapping nosily against Lucius’s butt.
“Merlin’s Balls,” Lucius grunted, clutching the sheets between his fingers.
“Never been told that before,” Angel grinned, wrapped his hand around the human’s cock. Lucius humped against the hand, feeling his orgasm coursing to the surface. In moments, he spilled white, thick strands of cum all over Angel’s hand, onto the bed, and onto his stomach. At the same time, Angel erupted in heavy pleasure, disposing his load into Lucius’s clenching ass.
Angel rolled over onto his back, tucking his arms behind his head. “So what do I need to do for this pressing matter of yours?”
Lucius curled up against the vampire’s side. “I think you’ve already taken care of it.”
Angel chuckled. “I thought you had this big mission you needed my help with.”
Lucius sighed. “I have come to the realization that you are not the vampire my Master hoped you were.”
“Let me guess, he was looking for Angelus.”
“You’re not an evil man, Mr. Angel.”
Angel nodded. “No, I’m really not. But I’m guessing you are?”
“In a matter of speaking, I suppose I am. The purpose I have chosen to dedicate my time and energies to is considered evil. I’m sorry for taking up your time.”
“You didn’t take up my time, Lucius. In fact, I hope you’ll stop by again. Though I will not condone whatever mission you’re doing.” He paused, feeling an odd sense of wanting to show this man redemption. “In fact, I would like you to consider taking a job with the firm.”
Lucius moved from the bed and slipped his robes back on. “I appreciate the offer but I must decline. My services are needed elsewhere. Good day, Mr. Angel.”
Angel watched him disappear through the elevator doors and wished there was something he could say to make the British man stay. He blinked a few times and wondered if it what just happened had actually been some kind of dream. But the cum stain on the bed sheets was real enough.
Minutes later, the doors opened again and Spike stood there casting an unfriendly look in Angel’s direction. “If you wanted to fuck a sexy, arrogant blond Brit, all you had to do was ask.”
Angel shrugged and beckoned for Spike to come lie down next to him. “You would have said no.”
“I would have caved eventually.”
Spike smirked and kissed Angel’s lips with bruising force. “It’s okay. I would have fucked him too.”
THE END
Author: snogged
Rating: NC-17/FRAO
Fandom: Angel the Series/Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Angel/Lucius Malfoy, minor Angel/Spike
Word Count: 1845
Summary: Lucius Malfoy arrives in LA to persuade Angel to assist with a mission.
Warnings: male/male sex, blowjobs, and angst
Spoilers: Angel the Series Season 5; Harry Potter Pre-Book 7
Disclaimer: I own nothing. Joss Whedon, et.al. and JK Rowling, et.al.own everything. I merely bow before their brilliance
Feedback: Yes please!
Beta: the gracious and lovely
shannon730Author's Note: written for the
strip_off_angel challenge and for winter_of_angel.A tall, blond man swept into Angel’s office, his black robes billowing out behind him. His lips were curled into a sneer, which seemed permanently etched into his face. “Mr. Angel, you may address me as Mr. Malfoy.”
Angel arched a quizzical eyebrow and steepled his fingers. He was not pleased by this new interruption but he was patient enough to let the man talk. After that, he intended to have a nice conversation with Harmony about allowing strange men into his office without telling him.
“What brings you in, Mr. Malfoy?”
“I am in need of your expertise and services, Mr. Angel. The London office informed me that you were quite good at what you do and that you would help me solve my dilemma.”
Angel watched the man pace back and forth across his office and sighed heavily. He was really getting sick of the lawyer game. He never got pestered like this on the streets. It was more annoying than Spike’s early morning banter. “And what makes you think that I can solve your…dilemma?”
Mr. Malfoy’s gray eyes bore into Angel’s skull. “Because you’re a vampire. A predator. A killer.”
“So I take it the London office didn’t mention the soul?” Angel asked.
The other man frowned. He had clearly not been privy to this information but he guessed that it wouldn’t change anything. “I’m willing to look past that small…imperfection because of the immediacy of this matter. I do not tend to associate with half-breeds but my Master requires it.”
“Your Master? Does he smack you on the nose with a newspaper when you’re naughty? Or does he bend you over and smack your pale ass till its red?” Angel growled, rising from the desk and grabbing Mr. Malfoy by the neck. His features shifted and his fangs dropped. The blond man’s expression didn’t budge. There was no trace of fear in the man’s eyes.
Angel shoved him backwards and he stumbled into the wall. “I know what you are, Mr. Malfoy. You’re a damn minion and I’m not gonna play that game. Your Master wants me for something so damn important, he can come and get me.”
Mr. Malfoy brushed off his robes and drew out a thin, black wand. “It seems I underestimated your willingness to cooperate. Imper-”
Before he could finish the incantation, Angel grabbed the man’s wrist and twisted it to the side. The wand clattered to the floor and the man stared at Angel in surprise. Angel let go of his wrist and his face slid back into human form.
“You want my help, you’re going to play by my rules. What’s your name? Who’s your Master? And what the hell is so damn important that you tried to use magic on me?”
Mr. Malfoy bent down to pick up his wand but Angel quickly knocked his hand away, grabbing the wand and pocketing it in his suit pocket.
“There will be no Abracadra shit in my office, Mr. Malfoy.”
Lucius glided across the office and gracefully descended into one of the leather office chairs. His sneer had transformed into a grim scowl. “My name is Lucius Malfoy. My purpose is to persuade you to assist us. And the name of my Master is not important.”
Angel moved towards the chair and put his face inches from the Englishman’s. “Well, Lucius, if you can’t tell me your Master’s name we’re going to have a problem.”
“I assure you that his name is not important. But you would be wise not to anger him. He is the most feared wizard in the entire world.”
Angel snorted and returned to his desk, perching himself on the wooden edge and crossing his arms over his chest. “I hear that a lot. Demons always squawking about being the best at this or the best at that. It is a load of bull. Besides, I am the CEO of the biggest and most evil law firm in the entire world. If anything, your Master should be afraid of me.”
Lucius cleared his throat and rose to his feet. He seemed agitated by Angel’s unwillingness. “That may be true, Mr. Angel but you are still a filthy mudblood.”
Angel growled low in his throat and leapt off the desk, tackling the blond man to the ground. “I don’t know what the fuck that means but I don’t like the sound of it.”
Lucius panted from having the wind knocked out of him. He looked up into Angel’s dark, burning eyes and he felt a shiver go through him. He also felt his dick hardening inside his pants. He had always loved strong and forceful men.
Angel inhaled sharply and was surprised to find the faint traces of arousal on the air. He pressed the bulk of his weight against Lucius’s chest and flashed the man a wicked grin. He rubbed his pelvis against Lucius’s growing erection and the Englishman groaned.
“I’ll help you and your Master out on one condition.”
Lucius’s breaths were short and heavy. “Anything.”
Angel’s lips crushed against his mouth and his tongue demanded entrance. Lucius parted his lips and let Angel map out his mouth with forceful enthusiasm. Their tongues massaged and swirled around each other, like old friends that needed to be reacquainted.
Angel pulled his head away and rolled off of Lucius and onto his feet.
“Why did you stop?” Lucius asked, feeling like he was about to burst through his pants.
“We should really move this somewhere more comfortable. I’ve got a penthouse upstairs.”
“You could fuck me against those big windows over there for all I care,” Lucius replied, his brain being overtaken by lusty thoughts. He couldn’t remember the last time he had ever felt this irrational. Narcissa didn’t even make him feel this way. Not that she went out of her way to make him feel much anymore. The woman rarely got on her knees for him and she bitched and whined whenever she did.
Angel grabbed Lucius by the wrist and pressed the button on the elevator. “I’m sure that’s just what people want to see on their lunch hour but I’m not going to give them the pleasure.”
The elevator’s door slid open and Angel shoved the blond inside, stripping off his pants and releasing his thick, swollen cock.
Lucius eyed it hungrily, dropping to his knees as the elevator climbed the several stories to Angel’s penthouse. He sucked the head between his lips, lightly pressing his teeth against the hard flesh as his tongue licked and sucked the tip, creating copious amounts of pre-cum. Angel rolled and bucked his hips trying to get the man to suck more of his cock in.
The doors dinged and Angel groaned as Lucius pulled his mouth away. Angel tore off his shirt and Lucius slid off his robes, letting them fall to the ground. Angel quickly ripped off the rest of the man’s clothes and sent them tumbling onto the queen-sized bed.
Lucius’s long hair splayed angelically across the pillows as Angel tugged and stroked the human’s hardened cock.
“Do you have lube?” Lucius asked, hesitantly.
Angel leaned over him and pulled open the top drawer of his nightstand. He produced a large bottle of Astroglide and poured a bunch of it onto his fingers.
“Spread your legs.”
Lucius obeyed, stretching his legs as wide as his age would allow them. Angel pressed two fingers against his anus, pushing them in as gently as he could manage. Lucius gasped in surprise.
“Have you ever been fucked by a man before, Lucius?”
Lucius blushed and thought of his early days with the Death Eaters. He had never been fucked before but he had dropped to his knees at Voldemort’s command a number of times. He had watched some of the other Death Eaters fuck each other though so he wasn’t completely sheltered.
“No, I haven’t.”
Angel pulled out his fingers and kissed him softly, sucking on the man’s bottom lip and running his tongue across the inside of his top lip.
Then, he positioned himself between Lucius’s legs, dumping some more lube onto his cock, and slicking himself up. “This might hurt a little bit, okay? But you have to relax. It’ll be a good hurt, I promise.”
Lucius nodded and his breath hitched as Angel slowly guided himself into the tight hole.
Angel stroked the man’s hair and smiled. “Relax, baby, you’re doing great.”
Angel let his dick sink all the way in before he started thrusting.
Lucius bucked his hips, encouraging Angel to pick up the pace. Angel did and soon his balls were slapping nosily against Lucius’s butt.
“Merlin’s Balls,” Lucius grunted, clutching the sheets between his fingers.
“Never been told that before,” Angel grinned, wrapped his hand around the human’s cock. Lucius humped against the hand, feeling his orgasm coursing to the surface. In moments, he spilled white, thick strands of cum all over Angel’s hand, onto the bed, and onto his stomach. At the same time, Angel erupted in heavy pleasure, disposing his load into Lucius’s clenching ass.
Angel rolled over onto his back, tucking his arms behind his head. “So what do I need to do for this pressing matter of yours?”
Lucius curled up against the vampire’s side. “I think you’ve already taken care of it.”
Angel chuckled. “I thought you had this big mission you needed my help with.”
Lucius sighed. “I have come to the realization that you are not the vampire my Master hoped you were.”
“Let me guess, he was looking for Angelus.”
“You’re not an evil man, Mr. Angel.”
Angel nodded. “No, I’m really not. But I’m guessing you are?”
“In a matter of speaking, I suppose I am. The purpose I have chosen to dedicate my time and energies to is considered evil. I’m sorry for taking up your time.”
“You didn’t take up my time, Lucius. In fact, I hope you’ll stop by again. Though I will not condone whatever mission you’re doing.” He paused, feeling an odd sense of wanting to show this man redemption. “In fact, I would like you to consider taking a job with the firm.”
Lucius moved from the bed and slipped his robes back on. “I appreciate the offer but I must decline. My services are needed elsewhere. Good day, Mr. Angel.”
Angel watched him disappear through the elevator doors and wished there was something he could say to make the British man stay. He blinked a few times and wondered if it what just happened had actually been some kind of dream. But the cum stain on the bed sheets was real enough.
Minutes later, the doors opened again and Spike stood there casting an unfriendly look in Angel’s direction. “If you wanted to fuck a sexy, arrogant blond Brit, all you had to do was ask.”
Angel shrugged and beckoned for Spike to come lie down next to him. “You would have said no.”
“I would have caved eventually.”
Spike smirked and kissed Angel’s lips with bruising force. “It’s okay. I would have fucked him too.”
THE END
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on 2008-03-08 07:38 pm (UTC)My first comment :)
Thanks hun
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on 2008-03-12 04:39 am (UTC)And secondly, I had a lot of fun writing the two of them together so there's a chance I'll dabble in the pairing again. :)
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on 2008-03-12 12:23 pm (UTC)“That may be true, Mr. Angel but you are still a filthy mudblood.”
*snort* Oh Lucious… *shakes head*
“If you wanted to fuck a sexy, arrogant blond Brit, all you had to do was ask.”
Lol! I loved Spike’s cameo in the end…
*kisses*
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on 2008-03-12 02:36 pm (UTC)Your welcome. I'm glad you enjoyed my little tale of depravity :)
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on 2008-04-18 07:40 pm (UTC)WOW.... bloody awesome darling. This is amazing.
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on 2008-04-18 07:52 pm (UTC)I'm glad you found it eventually even if LJ is being lame.
I haven't gotten much feedback on this but I've appreciated everything I've gotten so far.
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on 2008-04-18 07:55 pm (UTC)LJ probably never sent out the notification to anyone. It's unusual for you to have so few comments. This really deserves to be read. want me to rec it on my LJ?
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on 2008-04-18 07:56 pm (UTC)I would love it if you wanted to rec this though.
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on 2009-01-05 04:08 am (UTC)That's what an author likes to hear
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on 2009-01-08 01:41 am (UTC)Love you honey! Good luck with the Nom!
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on 2009-01-08 02:15 am (UTC)Thanks for the vote of confidence