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The prompt and original drabble posts for this drabblethon were lost to my back-up snafu. These drabbles were written on the occasion of my 400th friending.

88. For furor_scribiend, whose prompt was "Harry/Lucius: capitulation, constraint, caress."

A Reward for Service (NC-17; Lucius/Harry, Harry/Severus, Voldemort; 100 words)

Lucius felt the Imperius curse would be more than a sufficient constraint upon Potter's powers, and the boy's capitulation seemed earnest enough that he did not set any dampening wards to drain Harry's magic.

"Caress yourself," he ordered, pleased when Harry complied by running his hand over his cock. "Caress his cock," Lucius said, indicating Severus with a nod.

Harry moved swiftly to obey.

"Suck it."

Harry did; Severus groaned; Lucius preened under the Dark Lord's approval.

"They are both broken,"

"Yes, my lord."

"You have broken them."

"As you wished, my lord."

"And now they are yours," Voldemort decreed.

89. For furor_scribiend, whose prompt was "Harry/Lucius/Severus: desperate, dominance, drunk."

The Importance of Clarity (NC-17; Harry/Lucius/Severus; 100 words)

Sometimes Lucius grew drunk on dominance, felt desperate to have things differently, and so turned Imperius to his advantage.

"I want you to tie me down to the bed, spread-eagled and facing upward. I want you to feed me your cock, Harry, taking care that I don't choke—but come on my face. Severus, I want your tongue in my arse until I'm begging you to fuck me, and then I want you to unbind my legs, throw them over your shoulders, and fuck me until I come—after which you are to untie my arms and Harry is to suck you."

90. For furor_scribiend, whose prompt was "Fred/George/Remus: exotic, evocative, erotic."

Helping Out 'Round the Shoppe (NC-17; Fred/George/Remus; 100 words)

"Place the exotic fruit into your partner's arse," George read, while Fred stuffed miniature golden plums up Remus' bum.

"It will be most erotic when you remove the fruit with your tongue."

"It feels cold," Remus groused, not at all certain why he had agreed to help the boys test their latest product's instructions.

"Now, now, don't be difficult," Fred said, licking his lips in an evocative manner. "You know you like it when we play with your arse."

"I'd rather be taking yours."

"Greedy and grumpy," George said, putting down the instructions. "Just the way I like you, Remus."