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Easter Egg Hunt – Part 3 Eggs 4-6
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Harry and Severus celebrate their first anniversary, which also happens to fall on Easter. Harry asked for an Easter holiday, Severus gives him one he won’t soon forget. WARNINGS – BIG BIG WARNINGS: Really, really PWP – just an excuse to try writing kinks. Cross-dress, dub-con, het, multi, non-con, spanking, Slut!Harry, Weird!Snape, inappropriate humor, bad french accents, marshmallow peep abuse, despoiled Chocolate Bunnies and lots of graphic and ROUGH sex. I promise no fictional characters were really hurt during this but if you can’t handle graphic smex and seemingly non-con acts and pain infliction – don’t read! Don’t say I didn’t warn you.
Remember - these folks are magical and fictional therefore they don’t need to practice “safe sex” but real people do. Don’t try these things at home without proper safety precautions and actual knowledge!! Also – I probably wouldn’t even attempt the thing with the chocolate bunny at all. WARNINGS ARE FOR ENTIRE STORY – NOT INDIVIDUAL CHAPTERS!!
Note – this story is finished and I will upload the remaining chapters over the next few weeks as I get them formatted correctly.
Part 3 Word Count – 5,111
A/N – ‘Taint mine – They belong to JK…oh but if they were...Obviously I was bored at Easter last year and ate way too much chocolate... I don’t get any money so I console myself with chocolate and making Harry and group play hard.
on to the story...
Egg#4
Blaise stood up and opened his egg, “Chocolate Rabbit Down the Hole” he read from the note. Continuing on he read, “Another traditional Easter tradition is the eating of Chocolate Rabbits. #9 will insert a special chocolate rabbit completely into Mr. Potter’s ass and then will massage his cheeks until the rabbit has melted. Then each guest may choose the delicacy of their choice that will appear on the table beside them and partake of the Potter ‘chocolate’ fountain. The #6 (or the male with the number closest after if #6 is female) will fuck him. At the point of orgasm #6 will allow Potter to enjoy a “creamy milk chocolate treat.”
Draco’s POV
Nott stepped up and grabbed the 4 inch chocolate rabbit on the table.
“Hmnn.. Maybe on your knees, face down and ass up in the air for this Potter,” Nott instructed.
Draco watched as Harry crawled up and followed Nott’s instruction. He flinched a bit when Nott smacked his bum. “Nice…firm..” that’s all Nott said.
Severus stepped up and performed a thorough cleaning spell. “Just trying to be hygienic,” he stated.
Nott then shoved the ears of the Rabbit into his mouth to wet it a bit. Draco thought that at least Nott wasn’t being a complete jerk about it.
“Hold his butt apart Draco. I want to see what I’m doing,” Nott requested.
Draco gently pried the firm globes apart and could see Harry was a little tight, but not completely. He hoped Harry was relaxed enough. The Rabbit wasn’t that big, but the wielder was. Nott could make it pretty uncomfortable if he wanted to. “I think we’ll start with the ears first,” Nott announced.
Harry’s POV
’What is it about chocolate rabbit ears that people go for them first?’ Harry wondered. He had a sudden vision of Dudley eating the ears off of every rabbit he got for Easter before eating anything else. Of course Harry had never gotten any. Well..he supposed he was now, although quite in the way he expected.
He could feel it sliding into him – felt quite of odd…He could feel Nott circling it around, widening him while at the same time inserting it deeper. At least it wasn’t a foot long rabbit. It was rather small – but assumed that once it melted, it would be enough to do…whatever it was they were doing.
“Uggh..” Nott pushed the widest part through and Harry grunted in exertion a little, particularly as he felt Nott’s finger glide in behind it and begin to finger fuck him. And he had gone straight to three fingers. He felt Nott began to fondle and rub his butt cheeks together with the other hand.
“How do you like that little gryffinwhore?” Nott asked, seemingly impressed with himself. Harry was already bored with that insult. Of course, Nott was never very creative. He imagined he’d hear it a lot more tonight.
“Are you feeling full? Do you like me in there?” Nott seemed to be conversing with himself. “You like these things in your ass. You wish it was my cock?” Harry realized he had tuned him out, but now had to answer. So he just guessed what Nott must have said. “Yes..oh yes..I want you to fuck me. I want you in my ass.” Since there was no burning sensation, he assumed right.
The feel of melted chocolate pooled in him. Special chocolate indeed. It must have been designed to melt quickly at body temperature, plus warm itself past that it felt very warm – almost like the ‘Aguamenti’ spell he had just experienced– but thicker, gooier. And it seemed to keep itself bubbled toward the top of the hole rather than settling too far down.
Draco’s POV
“Seems melted to me,” Draco said wanting to get a move on. He really wanted to bend down and lick that chocolate out of Potter, but instead moved to the table where the treats had appeared. The guests were making small plates filled with strawberries, cherries, bananas, pretzel rods, marshmallows, candy sticks of varying flavors, and other snacks.
Draco grabbed a strawberry just to be first. He dipped it lightly into the pool of chocolate when Nott grabbed Harry’s ass cheeks to open his hole. “Go deeper Draco – you may as well cover the whole strawberry and not just the tip.” So Draco, appearing to go along, gently inserted the entire strawberry in and it came out covered in chocolate. It was delicious.
Harry’s POV
‘Wow – I’m a human chocolate fondue pot. This must be a first,’ Harry thought. At least it wasn’t painful nor did he have to do anything. He just kneeled there, ass up in the air, face down on the table. He could feel various things being dipped into him. He hoped there were no overly large ‘dippers’. So far the worst was the three pretzel rods Lucius decided to dip simultaneously. The salty texture felt a little rough and stung slightly.
Mostly he just waited. He could hear the group share various treats and make suggestions for future buffets. He was pretty sure he wouldn’t care for the hot pepper cheese fondue idea he heard someone suggest.
Eventually they all seemed to have finished snacking and Draco came over to roll him over. Right – Draco was number 6 so he was now going to fuck him. He wondered if they would go back to the room and how he would get there without dripping chocolate all over the place.
“Mobilicorpus!” Draco said. That answered that question.
Draco’s POV
Of course, Draco had Astoria as his witness. He hoped she would understand and forgive him. He gently lay Harry on the bed.
For fear of saying the wrong thing, Draco chose not to speak. Instead he covered Harry’s body with his after he undressed. He left Harry’s skirt on. Seemed too much bother to remove it, he did however scrunch it up.
For a few moments he lay on Harry just feeling the warmth of him.
“Uh..Draco,” Harry began.
Draco looked into his eyes and put on finger on his lips. “Don’t speak…Just…just let me take care of you,” the blond said softly.
Harry gazed at him incredulously. Draco began mapping Harry’s body with his hands and nipping his way down Harry’s chest. He enjoyed the salty, sweet taste of Harry’s sweat. The pink, peaked nipples responded to Draco’s lips pulling on them.
“Ohh. Draco.. god,” Harry almost keened.
As Draco kissed and nibbled down his belly, he felt Harry’s cock harden. He wasn’t quite ready to go there but he smiled as he felt Harry’s legs wrap around him lightly.
“Please Draco…”
Draco left up a little on one hand and with his other, brought Harry’s right hand to his mouth. His kissed the inside of Harry’s wrist with a little lick. He saw Harry shiver in response and watched his luminescent green eyes darken in desire. He nibbled into the inside of his elbow. Then laying his arm back down, he switched sides. Draco thrilled to see Harry watching his every move for a change.
Finally he work his way down to the beautiful cock he’d been wanting all night. Harry wasn’t large, but perfect for his size and honestly – it was a pretty thing. Some cocks were ugly, some looked rather ridiculous. Draco thought Harry’s should be wrapped in a ribbon and photographed it was so pretty.
Harry responded to each lick, kiss and nip of his cock and balls by Draco. Then Draco gently pushed his legs up against his chest and licked behind the balls along the cleft searching for his chocolate pot of gold.
Harry’s POV
Harry trembled as he felt Draco’s swipe across his hole delicately. He watched amazed as Draco kissed his bum and then returned to flick his tongue into Harry’s hole. It felt so deliciously deviant. He couldn’t get over that Draco hadn’t just brought him in and just entered him. The caresses, the unexpected sensations on his arms, the way Draco watched him. It didn’t feel like just mindless passion. It felt like – well tenderness, caring…dare he say..affection. The flat press of the tongue swiped up and down as the chocolate oozed out. Then he felt the tongue sharpen to a point and begin inserting itself into the puckered hole. Harry eased his legs apart even more losing his mind in the sensation. He forgot Astoria was even in the room. His focus was concentrated on that tongue doing those lovely, delicious things to him.
Draco slowly added a finger then two then looked up to see Harry’s face. Harry opened his eyes to see a stormy set of grey eyes penetrating him. He nodded at Draco. “Please…please…fuck..”
“No Harry – not fucking. Making love.”
Tears welled up in Harry’s eyes. He didn’t know where it came from. He looked panicked at Astoria who just smiled reassuringly at him.
“Yes Draco – please make love to me.”
At that Draco entered Harry and Harry watched as Draco’s eyes swell with matching tears and he pulled Draco down to kiss him – opening his mouth to let himself be plundered by the fey man’s tongue. Draco, who had for so long hated Harry, now seemed to find something within Harry to appreciate. Harry felt desired and cared for. The man felt so good inside him. He wasn’t as large as Severus but seemed to fit like a soft, velvety hand inside a glove. The melted chocolate eased the passage and Draco seemed to know how to angle inside just right. There were no hard thrusts, no dirty words – just a smooth passionate rocking and tender caresses. Harry wasn’t sure if the tears he felt were his own or Draco’s slipping down on him. He did know he enjoyed hearing the soft whispers of “So good, so good, so beautiful,” coming from his soft pale lips.
Astoria wandered into the bathroom to give the two men some privacy. No one would ever know.
Egg#5
“Finally my turn,” said Severus. “”Harry Scarem,” Severus read out loud in a throaty voice. “Mr. Potter shall ask Number 2 & 3 to spank or paddle him for being such a bad boy. Number 2 shall pick out the instrument to use while 3 directs the punishment. Mr. Potter will count his paddling. He will thank both for disciplining him after each strike and show his appreciation after it is over by fulfilling their request.”
Severus’ POV
Bill looked at the table that Harry went to lean against while Fleur went to a cabinet which had opened. “Do you need help in selecting something appropriate Fleur? Shall I explain what each of those items are?” Lucius asked from across the room.
“No Zank you Monsieur Malfoy. I knows what zees are and how to handle zem,” She had eyed him coolly. Severus arched a surprised eyebrow at Fleur and chuckled to himself, ‘Well who knew?’
Bill touched Harry’s shoulder. “Wait a minute. Stand up Harry.” He then transfigured the table into a strong, sturdy wooden chair with an extra wide seat pan and padded arms that rounded and attached from the back to the seat. Bill sat down and tested the weight of the transfigured chair. “It will be alright Harry,” Severus overheard Bill reassuring him. Severus had spanked Harry on occasion, brat that he is, but some of these items he was sure Harry had never heard of. The cabinet held and array of wooden paddles, floggers, cat-o-nine tails, whips, crops and switches.
Suddenly Severus was glad Lucius hadn’t gotten this egg. Images of the flogger flooded Severus’ brain. He would not let Lucius be the first one to use that on his husband.
Fleur returned with simple basic paddles – two short-handled wooden paddles. Severus wasn’t surprised. He was surprised though when Bill maneuvered Harry into position. He expected Bill to put him over his lap sideways, but instead Harry was placed upside down with his hands on the floor, head face down between Bill’s legs, knees on either side on Bill’s legs wedged firmly between the outside of each of Bill’s thighs and the arms of the chair. His bum was directly in front of Bills chest about 1 foot away from him. Interesting – he had never thought of this position. Harry carried the weight of his body on his elbows on the floor. Severus wondered if Bill would have any strength with the short distance. Of course, Fleur was standing above Harry, so they would probably alternate.
He watched Bill massage Harry’s buttocks gently while talking to the young man. He couldn’t hear what was being said, but Harry was nodding. He watched as Fleur knelt down to put one paddle down in front of Harry’s face. He watched incredulously as Harry kissed it. Fleur then handed it to her husband. Harry kissed the next one and Fleur moved into position beside him.
“Please, please I’ve been a naughty boy Mr. Weasley. Please I need to be punished,” Harry said as looked up from under his long eyelashes behind at Bill. Severus swore he was batting his lashes at the muscular red-head.
“Why were you bad Harry?” Bill asked calmly, but Severus could detect a hint of excitement underlying the smooth tone.
“I’ve had naughty thoughts,” Harry whispered through the crook made by his elbow. He was cushioning his head on his forearms.
“Oh – well you will have to confess them. My wife and I shall be sure you are punished, but you must tell us about these bad thoughts,” Bill said with a wink in his eye.
“I’ve imagined you…naked. Fleur too. I want to run my hands over you, touch you. I’ve imagined your sculpted muscles and Fleur smooth soft skin under my hands. I…I want you to touch me too. ” Harry squeaked out.
Bill’s brown eyes darkened as he leaned foreward slightly, long dark auburn hair spilling over his shoulders a bit.
Harry closed his eyes as if imagining something, “I saw you…saw both of you at the Burrow once. Made me want you,” he admitted in a breathless hush.
At this Bill looked up at Severus. Severus was startled. He had never heard that story. He knew Harry had had close ties to all the Weasleys but he never thought Harry thought of Bill that way.
“You are married too,” Bill reminded him as he looked at the tall man inching closer. Severus could only stare at the tableau before him. It was all he could do to grab his husband out of their paws.
“I know,” Harry replied lamely.
Harry’s POV
’Well if he’s going to get punished, may as well confess something true,’ Harry thought. He’d wanked over Bill for some time. In fact that’s how he figured out he was attracted to men. Dreams of strong, masculine men, older men rescuing Harry and claiming him started invading his dreams in fifth year. It took awhile to acknowledge who he was imagining. He was appalled of course to realize how often Bill and Charlie had appeared.
The fantasy flared almost into obsession the night he saw Bill and Fleur *in flagrante delecto* as they say, in the garden at the Burrow. They never knew he had watched them. Bill had been so muscular and strong. The play of the moonlight along his body shadowing the finely toned musculature enchanted Harry. Then Fleur had flipped them over and rode Bill. He had never really noticed her before. Her Veela side didn’t seem to affect him, or so he had always thought. Seeing the flush of passion as she dominated her fiancé changed that.
He’d never been able to say anything about it until now. He felt a little freer in a strange way although he still felt a bit guilty.
Bill interrupted his thoughts, “I will punish you now Harry. 20 swats and you will count. You will thank us after each.”
SWAT! A stinging pain shot through Harry’s right cheek. Much harder than Severus’ spanks. He almost reached up to rub his bum.
“No!” Fleur yelled. “Are you forgetting somesing, Harree?”
“One…” Harry suddenly yelled. Then he followed with “Thank you.”
SWAT! The other cheek radiated the same stinging sensation. “Thank you,” almost hesitatingly. “Oh..two”, he followed up.
He could feel a small hand massaging the cheek and then suddenly another WHACK! Followed quickly by a fourth WHACK. He yelled out the count. His cheeks were burning. It hurt more than he thought. He felt a little water pool over his bum. Cooling, soothing water. In gratitude he kissed Bill’s leg. Until he realized that water did not lessen the pain of the next swats. Five and Six also came in tandem.
Fleur walked in front of him, bent down and lifted his chin. There were tears sliding down Harry’s face. “Doez eet hurt, little one?” Harry nodded. “But – you’ve been such a naughty boy. You want to zee me naked Harree?” She asked with a sly smile.
“I …yes…oh god…”
“Kees my foot,” Fleur slid one delicate foot wearing a peep toe heel. Harry gently kissed the polished toe nails in front of him.
“That’s my wife, Harry,” Bill pinched his sensitive bum and Harry yelped. Bill thwacked him three times in a row - Harry was screaming a count and garbling thank yous in there.
“Harry – you want Beel to fuck you do you?” Fleur asked calmly.
“Yes..I’m sorry. I wouldn’t do it though,” Harry replied through the tears.
Two more hits – this time much harder. From the other angle, Fleur had swung down hard. Harry’s bum jumped. Harry swore he hit Bill’s face with it.
Bill’s rough, callused hands rubbed over Harry’s tender ass. “Only 9 more Harry. You’re being such a good boy for us. Isn’t he Fleur?”
‘Yes – Harry wantz to be a good boy, don’t you Harree?
“Yes – I want to be good.” Harry sniffled. He was just ashamed he was crying in front of all these people.
“Good – now ask for the next four and we’ll grant them quickly.” Bill said.
“Please, please – spank me. I deserve…I need to be punished,” Harry said and realized that his cock was getting very hard. The flow of blood racing to his bum was also racing to his prick as well as to his head. He felt somewhat woozy.
He felt a hand rubbing his prick. “I think he means it Fleur,” Bill grinned cockily. “See how happy he is to seek his punishment.” A soft delicate hand joined Bill’s and they started stroking and twisting it a little. ‘Oh that feels nice,” he thought. Again – he kissed Bill’s leg, but this time he tongued and licked it as well. Bill had soft furry red hair on his legs and Harry didn’t mind it a bit.
WHACK,WHACK, WHACK, WHACK! “TWELVE, THIRTEEN, FOURTEEN, FIFTEEN!” Harry grunted out.
’Four out of the way. Only five left,’ Harry was surprised he’d been able to keep the count.
“Your bum iz all zo red now Harree,” Fleur said as she scraped a little nail along it. Harry jerked into it. “Red eez such a good color for you.”
THWACK. Out of the blue.
“Sixteen – thanks,” Harry wheezed.
Suddenly a very light kiss graced each cheek. Harry began unconsciously thrusting into the air since his groin wasn’t really touching anything. If he thrust hard enough, he could get just the tip of his dick to brush against Bill’s pant, but that was all. It was maddening. Oh..he felt so, so hard. ‘How can I ever not think of this when I see them at dinner at the Burrow in the future?’ He gave a very sudden hard thrust downward and managed to brush against Bill’s groin finally.
“Down boy,” Bill laughed throatily as he swatted the abused behind again. Harry had felt Bill’s answering hardness and it made him even more excited.
Three left.
They took mercy and delivered them quickly.
“You’ve been a very good boy,” Bill said and at that he felt he ass cheeks pulled apart a very wet, very firm kiss placed right on his anus. Harry felt shivers going through him even as he felt dizzy in the war between the blood rush to his cock and his head.
“I think we’ll take Harry to the back for our reward,” Bill stated. “Severus, would you care to join us?” Harry wasn’t sure if that was a good idea or a bad one. He was thoroughly pleased that both accepted oral sex as their reward. His bum was just too sore for penetration he thought – even if he enjoyed the warm tingly sensations throughout his body from it.
Severus’ POV
‘Damn the brat,’ Severus stewed as he watched how gentle both Bill and Fleur were as Harry performed cunnilingus and fellatio. They each lay back and let Harry leisurely lick both of them to his heart’s content. ‘Why won’t Bill just fuck the boy’s throat already?’
He ignored the pleasant little hums Harry made as he licked, and slurped and tongued Bill’s red cock. He disregarded the sweet smiles he gave to Fleur as he looked up from her hairless pussy before returning to his duties.
‘Damn him altogether. He shouldn’t be enjoying this!’ Severus almost left but stayed until both parties were satisfied since those were the rules and he had made them.
Egg#6
Draco’s POV
Draco opened his egg almost dreading what might happen to his green-eyed crush. He hated seeing the paddling he had just gotten.
“Pin the Rabbit Tail to Mr. Potter,” Draco read aloud. “Guests will be blindfolded and spun around three times. They will then have 2 chances to spell a rabbit tail onto Mr. Potter. After the first shot, they may ask two “yes or no” questions from the person behind them who must answer truthfully or be disqualified. The person that gets closest to actually getting the tail onto the correct part of the anatomy is the winner and gets to take advantage of Mr. Potter’s “tail”.
‘Oh – so not so bad. Depending on the winner of course.’ Draco hoped it was him, although he wasn’t sure he could go for another round quite so soon. He really didn’t want it to be his father or Nott who would most likely be cruel and enjoy fucking Harry while his bum is still sore from Bill and Fleur’s paddling. He was certainly glad that pair had won that task, although surprised at some of Harry’s statements he had blurted out. Seems Harry wasn’t all goody goody Gryffindor after all.
He watched as Harry stood in the spot indicated by Severus and again lifted his skirt to expose his behind. A small mark appeared just above the crack. Draco assumed that was the target.
He got in line and watched Severus blindfold the first person, Pansy, who giggled as he started to spin her around. Her first shot went wild and a white fluffy bunny tail appeared on a bottle of tequila at the bar. The tinkling of glass was heard.
“Did I hit the bar?” Pansy asked. Blaise stood behind her so he answered truthfully.
She seemed to consider a moment and then redirected herself left, away from the bar, apparently trying to reorient herself and guess how far away Harry stood.
“Is Harry in front of me?” Blaise agreed and then smiled at the group. Draco caught that he hadn’t exactly lied, Harry was in front of her. In front and to the right. She would miss him completely. He would remember to be very specific when his turn came.
She fired and removed her blindfold. This time the tail had hit a portrait of Arianna Prince, Severus’ Great, Great Aunt who was well known for her potions advancements in medi-wizardry. She was not as well known her oft-used aphrodisiacs she developed under a pseudonym. The painted portrait left the frame in a huff wearing the white fluffy tail in her hair. “I’ll be back later when something more interesting is happening,” she muttered on her way out.
Severus’ POV
He loved Pansy right at that moment. Arianna was one of his favorite ancestors but she did sometimes get a little too nosy into his (and, by extension, Harry’s) business. But the best part is that this game had actually been her idea. He loved the irony of that.
One by one they went through the line. Each person seemed to be better than the last. Neither Narcissa nor Blaise actually landed any tails on Harry. Each of theirs landed on the same two items: a suit of armor which was apparently allergic to rabbit fur and began sneezing for the rest of the game, and a really hideous lamp. Nott, Fleur, Lucius, and Draco each landed one tail. The closest was Fleur’s on Harry’s left thigh. Bill and Astoria, not unexpectedly, landed both of theirs on Harry, but neither closer than Fleur’s single success. The former tri-wizard competitor was in the lead. Severus was determined to beat her since had just received loving attention from Harry. And he was annoyed when she blurted out ‘Zee – I have zee best aim. I wonder what I shall do to heem thees time– or heem to me?” she snickered. That French accent was getting on Severus’ nerves.
He had Draco blindfold him and made sure to orient himself. He concentrated on how often he had had to retain his presence of mind just after a ‘Cruciatus’ curse and figured this was similar.
The first shot was close – but zoomed past Harry’s left hip missing him altogether. He heard the selective gasp and knew he had been close. He gambled and risked a very specific question.
“Was I within 1 foot of the target?” Draco had no choice but to say yes.
“Is the target to the right of where I aimed?”
Again, Draco had to agree and Severus won.
“That’s a bit unfair Snape,” Nott whined a little. Severus assumed it was because he hadn’t gotten off yet that night.
“Why is that exactly?” Severus asked sarcastically.
“You get to fuck Potter all the time,” Nott explained.
“Ah…true..however you are only getting the opportunity to do so at my discretion, and I want to play, so I set the rules.” Severus calmly reminded them.
At that statement he chose to take Harry into the back and he chose Nott to watch, as a punishment.
Harry’s POV
Harry was irritated that Nott was coming to watch. He certainly hoped he wasn’t as attentive as Draco had been when his wife was in there.
Snape had on his “I’m in Command” persona and order Harry on his hands and knees. He also ordered Nott to sit on a chair slightly behind them so Harry couldn’t really see him.
“Nott, this is my win so sit there and observe, but do not speak,” Severus barked.
“Yes sir,” Nott answered automatically reverting to Severus honorific from school.
Harry knew Severus would leave his robes on. He would never knowingly expose himself to someone behind him. He was prepared to feel the rough scratchy wool against his bum. He was less prepared to feel the effects of the preparation spell Severus used as he moved down, but appreciated it, particularly after he felt the rough, quick entry.
Harry’s ass burned even with the preparation. Severus was thrusting hard, Harry assumed for Nott’s benefit. It was very much about business. Severus was quiet with only the occasional moans and grunts that echoed Harry’s. Severus didn’t say a word. A third voice soon joined them in grunting. Looking to the side, Harry noticed Nott had removed his cock from his trousers and had begun wanking while watching them. ‘Wanker, Harry thought and smiling as he realized he meant that in more than one way.
Severus had great stamina. It was fortuitous that Harry’s legs and back were so strong from Quidditch. Even though all he did was kneel there and sometimes pushed back encouragingly, sweat beaded on his back and dripped through his hairline. His cock was hard and he wanted to come too.
Severus leaned down and took hold of Harry’s cock tightly around the base to stop his orgasm. He said quietly, “Not now. Save your strength. You have a long way to go my little toy.” They paused a few moments until Harry recovered himself. Severus then reached up and smoothed his long fingers through Harry’s messy hair and actually smiled at him as if he were pleased.
Harry understood and nodded and just rode him out, resting as much as he could. Severus finally came, after Nott did. While Nott was still in a mooning haze from his orgasm, Severus had the presence of mind to perform a quick, yet thorough cleaning spell and one of his own special healing spells. Harry felt rejuvenated and his bum felt much better. He couldn’t feel the lingering stings from Bill and Fleur’s spanking as much.
“It stills looks red though Harry so behave accordingly,” Severus muttered in his ear as they left the room. Harry wondered what he did to deserve that kind act.
AN – Another few eggs. Hope you enjoyed them. Join us next time when you see marshmallow peep abuse, Nott finally getting his, er, girl, and that Lucius Malfoy really is a bastard. It gets a little rougher next time people.
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