As You Like It
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lesyeuxvertsTitle: As You Like It
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: R
Pairing: Lucius/Kirk
Warnings: This is all Pie's fault. And Noe's. I'm totally not responsible, and I did not eat a bucketload of sugar. Honest. Please don't ask why I thought stealing one of Shakespeare's titles was a good idea.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Lucius points his wand at the man in the center seat. No matter what sorcery has brought him here, he can tell that this is the man to reckon with. Defeat him, and the others will yield.
"Captain James Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise," the man says. He stares at Lucius without flinching. "You're on my ship. Why the hell are you dressed as my First Officer?"
Looking down at his strange clothing, Lucius snaps his fingers and calls a house elf to bring him proper robes. "Trust me," he says, "I have no desire to be your first anything."
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He stares down his nose at Kirk. "No," he says, "I do not know who or what a 'Spock' is, and I do not care."
The conversation is tedious, and Lucius has no desire to be trapped in a brig. He brandishes his wand. "Come a step closer and you'll regret it."
This man owns a silver ship that goes through the heavens, but Lucius has years on him – experience and magic, and all that comes with it.
He starts simple. A tickling hex is child's play, hardly worthy of a Death Eater, but more than enough for this Muggle.
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Jim Kirk pins Lucius against the wall, squeezing his hand until he drops his wand. It clatters to the floor, and Lucius curses when his hex breaks.
Kirk tightens his grip, holding his body against Lucius'. "We can play nice or we can play your way," he says, his breath puffing against Lucius's ear.
The man's pulse is pounding and he's hard, his cock pressed against Lucius's thigh. He may be a Muggle, but he's fast and smart and he's a sweeter armful than Narcissa.
"I'll play nice," Lucius says, reaching down to squeeze him. "Unless you like it rough."
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: R
Pairing: Lucius/Kirk
Warnings: This is all Pie's fault. And Noe's. I'm totally not responsible, and I did not eat a bucketload of sugar. Honest. Please don't ask why I thought stealing one of Shakespeare's titles was a good idea.
Disclaimer: Not mine.
Lucius points his wand at the man in the center seat. No matter what sorcery has brought him here, he can tell that this is the man to reckon with. Defeat him, and the others will yield.
"Captain James Kirk of the U.S.S. Enterprise," the man says. He stares at Lucius without flinching. "You're on my ship. Why the hell are you dressed as my First Officer?"
Looking down at his strange clothing, Lucius snaps his fingers and calls a house elf to bring him proper robes. "Trust me," he says, "I have no desire to be your first anything."
---
He stares down his nose at Kirk. "No," he says, "I do not know who or what a 'Spock' is, and I do not care."
The conversation is tedious, and Lucius has no desire to be trapped in a brig. He brandishes his wand. "Come a step closer and you'll regret it."
This man owns a silver ship that goes through the heavens, but Lucius has years on him – experience and magic, and all that comes with it.
He starts simple. A tickling hex is child's play, hardly worthy of a Death Eater, but more than enough for this Muggle.
---
Jim Kirk pins Lucius against the wall, squeezing his hand until he drops his wand. It clatters to the floor, and Lucius curses when his hex breaks.
Kirk tightens his grip, holding his body against Lucius'. "We can play nice or we can play your way," he says, his breath puffing against Lucius's ear.
The man's pulse is pounding and he's hard, his cock pressed against Lucius's thigh. He may be a Muggle, but he's fast and smart and he's a sweeter armful than Narcissa.
"I'll play nice," Lucius says, reaching down to squeeze him. "Unless you like it rough."
