I'm A Slave for You | By : BlackGargie Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > General Views: 26597 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: A little less conversation, a little more action,
please~! LOL! Here comes another chapter of Snarry
TLC~!
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I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
While Severus was on his way back to
Hogwarts, Harry was with Draco in his room at Severus’ dorm right at that
moment, resting his head on Draco’s slight bulge, trying to hear any movement.
Draco had come clean with Harry and told him the news about his pregnancy and
surprisingly, rather than getting a shocked or horrified look from the younger
boy, he was met with a confused gaze. Apparently despite the fact that he was
far more ‘educated’ in the art of sex and whatnot, he had no understanding
whatsoever with the basic sex ed
and the stuff about the birds and the bees. Draco had to explain it to the boy
very carefully so as not to overload his brain with too much facts, and also
told him about the ability to conceive for men in the wizarding
world that were far different—almost impossible—for men in the Muggle world. After everything sunk in, the boy beamed
happily and congratulated him with glee. At least it was a much better reaction
than what his parents and the Old Married Couple gave him.
“Harry, I have not felt anything
yet,” Draco chuckled. “I don’t think the baby will move just yet. I’m barely
even 3 months.”
“Who knows?” Harry grinned, looking
up at him in amusement. “They might be moving and you just don’t notice.”
“Quit saying ‘they’. I would like to
hold on to the last tiny little piece of hope that it is only one.”
“Mione is
never wrong, you know.”
“Thanks, but not helping,” Draco
groaned.
“Don’t worry, little cubs,” Harry
talked to Draco’s belly as if they could hear him. “Your Uncle Severus will
bring your Daddy to see you in no time.”
“If he is not already dead,” Draco
sighed worriedly. “Father probably has already killed him.”
“Draco, you must have faith in
Severus. He knows what to do.”
“I will try, Harry. I will try.”
Harry continued laying his head
against Draco’s belly, still hoping to hear any sort of movement the baby—or
babies—might have. He looked up when the door opened a few moments later
revealing Severus, stepping into the room and putting his broom aside.
“Severus!” Harry beamed.
“Hello, Harry, Draco,” Severus greeted
the boys. “Are you alright today?”
“A little morning sickness,” Draco
admitted, “but so far, so good.”
“I made him eat sour drops all day,”
Harry announced. “Mione said it’s good for morning
sickness.”
“I think now I want to throw them up instead,” Draco nodded, making
Harry laugh out loud at that comment. Sometimes he felt as if Hermione was the
‘father’ of the child, clucking behind him like a mother hen trying to get him
to go by the books and manuals to ensure a safe and healthy pregnancy on his
part.
“Well, you do need to eat healthy
too,” Severus nodded. It seemed like at least his godson was well taken care of
when he wasn’t around to watch out for him.
“I know, Uncle Sev.
I’m trying to, just so long as I don’t end up emptying myself in the toilet
every 10 seconds.”
“Where have you been, Severus?”
Harry asked curiously.
“Finding a home for Draco,” Severus
replied as he removed his outer robes and hung it on the coat stand.
“Home?”
Draco asked. “Am I not supposed to live here with you?”
“You know as well as I do that you
are not exactly carrying a normal baby,” Severus noted. “Albus
and I have decided that to keep you out of trouble with the Ministry, it is
best if you stay somewhere that the Ministry would not suspect you living in
and arrange you a private tutor to carry on teaching you at least until you
carry the child to term. Hopefully after your birth and the usual one-month
confinement period, you’ll be able to actually make it to the exams.”
“I understand,” Draco nodded. He knew
his godfather was right. There was no way he could stay in school after what
happened to him. Sooner or later, the Ministry will hear wind of his condition
and there would be hell to pay. “So…uh…who am I staying with then? Who will be
my private tutor?”
“Albus is
arranging it as we speak. As for lodgings, I have assigned you with a cousin of
your mother’s.”
“Which one?
Mother’s got plenty of cousins. Not Aunt Bella, I hope. She’s a total nutcase.”
Severus hesitated for a second
before replying, “Sirius Black.”
Draco widened his eyes in shock and
exclaimed, “Not him!”
Harry looked back and forth between their
conversations. He briefly remembered that name and the face of the name’s
owner. Strikingly handsome with wild-looking hair and a permanent drunken glaze
across his eyes, and the scene where Severus grabbed his hand when he tried to
touch him surfaced in his memory on that fateful day at Draco’s birthday party
where he first met Remus after so many months apart.
“Draco, there is nothing that will
happen to you,” Severus tried to assure his godson, but Draco wanted none of
that.
“Uncle Sev,
that guy shags anything that moves. He’s just as bad as Father. Why him of all people?!”
“Because I have things on him,
things that I’ve promised him to keep just between us, and he will do as he was
told.”
Draco wanted to retaliate but Harry
tugged his sleeve, pleading him with his jade-green eyes. The blonde stole
another skeptical look at Severus before finally sighing and said, “Well, as
long as you know what you’re doing. I promised Harry I’ll trust you and that’s
what I’ll try to do right now.”
“I do know,” Severus said
confidently. "I will take you there first thing tomorrow after class, but
right now, don’t you have homework to do?”
“I don’t…” He was about to protest
but he caught Severus’ look and understood. He grinned and replied, “Yeah, my Herbology essays don’t write themselves. Gotta go.”
With that he left the room, winking
at Harry before closing the door behind him. Severus chuckled after him and
turned to his beloved.
“And how have you been, Harry?”
“I'm OK. My tutor said I can more or
less catch up on the lesson. He said next year I might probably join in
Hogwarts. I might be a bit older than my fellow first years, but I don’t mind, as
long as I can go to school like Draco, Ron and Mione.”
“Remember, that means you will also
be in my class, and I warn you I will not go easy on you just because I have
had you in bed,” Severus grinned.
“I know that,” Harry pouted. “You
don’t play favourites when it comes to work.”
“And,” Severus came closer with a
devious look strewn all over his face, “I will not give you passing grades, no
matter how good you are to me in bed.”
“Naughty horny toad,” Harry muttered
as he picked up a soft toy nearby and blocked his face with it. That didn’t
stop Severus from leaning down even closer towards the boy.
“Your point?”
Harry pouted again at the way
Severus always sounded so sexy when he did that in his ear, making him putty almost
all the time. He reached forward to capture Severus’ earlobe and sucked it
erotically just the way Severus liked it before letting go and said in a
challenging tone, “Then I’ll make you
give me a passing grade.”
“Mmhmm,”
Severus grinned. “And how exactly would you achieve that, Mister Potter-Dumbledore?”
“For starters…” Harry whispered as
he reached down to stroke Severus’ bulge. Severus hissed silently at the feeling.
“Really, that’s all? What about the
main course?”
“A real connoisseur must enjoy their
starters first,” Harry wriggled his finger at his face, then unzipped Severus’
pants and pulled him out before stroking him nice and slow, his fingers moving
independently and massaging every inch of the delectable man meat.
“Oh yes, I should…” Severus moaned
lowly. Leaning in, he kissed Harry, needing to taste those lovely lips. Harry moaned
into the kiss while his fingers teased the tip of the cock occasionally when he
continued his long, drawn out stroking. His other hand got busy massaging the
sac, teasing it into a frenzy, moving in that skilled manner he had mastered
from the training in the business. Severus maneuvered until he was leaning back
against the bed post and said in a wonting tone, “I would love that mouth on
me, Harry.”
Harry grinned and leaned down to
suck him, starting off by licking the tip and tracing his tongue along the cock
before taking it all in, the head briefly brushing against the back of his
throat. Severus breathed his approval and ran his hand through Harry’s hair, enjoying the feeling of Harry sucking and
licking at the same time, humming in ecstasy with one hand on the older man’s
hip and his other hand continuing to massage the balls. The words “Good boy”, “So
good” and Harry’s name escaped the Potions Master’s
lips as he moved his hips slowly, fucking Harry’s
mouth. Taking advantage of his lack of gag reflex, Harry put his hands down to
support his squatting position as he allowed Severus to fuck his mouth. Severus’
hips moved faster at that gesture but still he didn’t move too fast; he didn’t
want to accidentally choke Harry, no matter how expert the boy was at
deep-throat fellatio, while Harry hummed aligned with Severus’ thrust, sending
the vibration through his cock just as he liked it. The familiar incoming
tightening of the pit of his stomach made Severus pull back.
“Enough, pet,” Severus smiled down
at him. “I will come before time.”
“Then I guess it’s time you have
your main course,” Harry offered as he undressed. He deliberately removed his
pants slowly to tease Severus before he lay on the bed, holding up his hips and
spreading his legs seductively for Severus to see.
“Mmm, but I
can’t really figure out how to have my meals,” Severus rubbed his chin in a
pretend thoughtful manner. “There are many ways to enjoy it; I’m afraid I might
end up biting more than I could chew.”
“Then you shall have to use your
imagination, Severus. I’m all yours to dine.”
“Well, for that, I most certainly will.
On all fours, Harry.”
Harry did as he was told. Severus quickly
cast a lubricating and a stretching spell, since he had no lube with him. He stroke
Harry’s opening and dipped his finger in, probing him
until he found Harry’s prostate. The boy let out a
high-pitched moan as his beloved hit the sweet spot, making him grip the bed
sheets tight and pant erratically, his own little boyhood coming to life.
“How does that feel, Harry?” Severus
asked as he thrust the finger in and out at a fast pace.
Harry moaned and groaned
incoherently before managing to utter, “So…good…”
Severus spread the cheeks apart,
opening his entrance and pushed in slowly, feeling every inch of the glorious
tightness, and when the boy moaned his approval loudly at the feeling of being
entered, he whispered near his ear, “Stroke yourself, Harry, but do not come.”
Harry obeyed, reaching down to
stroke himself and going as slow as possible so that
he wouldn’t come too quickly. Severus moved at a slow pace, feeling and
enjoying everything. He reached down and stroke Harry’s
back.
“I have missed you, Harry. All this
business with schoolwork and the students, you always either at home studying
or busy attending to Albus’ needs, and then Draco’s
issue…it’s driving my hormone wild.”
“I missed you too…since the last
time you took me, Severus…I missed you so much…”
“I can’t wait till the courtship is
over and I can be with you all the time,” Severus said as he quickened his
pace.
“I…Mmh…Y-Yes…!”
Harry loved the quickened pace as he felt his spot being rammed harder, the
familiar hot white flashes blasting in his mind’s eye. It took him a while
before Harry managed to regain composure and asked, “H…How long…Mmh…should it usually last…?”
“Until your 17th birthday
when you’re officially of age, love,” Severus replied as he started to move
even faster.
“I…I wanna
see you…Please…” Harry begged, reaching out and putting a hand around the older
man’s neck.
“But I love seeing your back arch
for me while I thrust into you…”
“I wanna
see you…” Harry pleaded. “I wanna see your love on
your face…Please…Please, Master…”
Severus’ heart melted as the boy
called him by the title he missed so much. He pulled out slowly and rested a
hand on the boy’s hip.
“Then turn over.”
Harry eagerly did so, wrapping his
arms around Severus’ neck. Now he could see every emotion, every feeling, every passionate love that emitted out of his beloved’s eye
as they continued with their love-making. Severus leaned closer and reentered
him with a sharp thrust, his pace not exactly harder or faster than before. Harry
could feel him entering, but it didn’t felt as wild and passionate as before.
“S…Something
wrong, Severus?”
“I am ready to come soon, but…”
Severus spoke through gritted teeth. Harry knew exactly what his sentence was
supposed to end.
“I know how to slow it down…My
Master…”
So saying, he pulled Severus close
to give him a slow and soft kiss, hoping that the older man would be in rhythm
with him. Severus felt as if he was stuck between a rock and a hard place, but
he wanted to enjoy the kiss so he forced his body to slow down. Harry kissed
him nice and slow, engaging in a waltz tongue dance, and it worked wonderfully;
Severus’ painful ache in his manhood dulled a little.
“Do you miss me calling you ‘Master’?”
“Yes, but you are not my slave
anymore, unfortunately,” Severus admitted almost mournfully. He had wanted to
set Harry free but didn’t see in the long term that Harry would no longer be
his slave and that calling him ‘Master’ would end. He felt almost regretful
that he had gone through all the trouble to get the payment for Harry’s freedom.
“Don’t worry,” Harry said as he
placed his hands on the older man’s sallow—with a tint of pink—cheeks. “I will
still belong to you, no matter what. My heart and my soul are all in your
possession. I love you so much, Severus. You rescued me from my nightmare. You
saved my soul and loved me unconditionally. I’m forever yours.”
“Oh, Harry,” Severus breathed as he
put his head in Harry’s crook of the neck, his
emotions threatening to break loose. He had hoped Harry’s
new lease of life would give the boy a new profound way of expressing himself,
but to hear such words spoken by such an innocent child was more than he had
bargained for. It made all his efforts for him since the fateful day he was won
over by the boy’s sparkling green eyes at the slave auction so worthwhile.
“It’s OK, Severus,” Harry hugged him
back, caressing his hair. He knew exactly what he felt and it was all he needed
to know that his beloved Potions Master understood and appreciated what his
heart truly felt. “Let it all out. It’s alright.”
Severus shook his head, but his pace
had slowed to a stop as he reigned in his emotions. There was no way he was
going to break down, especially not in this moment of tender passion they have
been waiting to complete. But he did allow himself to speak those three words
in a choked voice.
“I love you too, Harry.”
Severus reached to capture the boy’s
kiss once more, kissing him deeply, before picking him up and laid down on his
back on the bed.
“My back was hurting,” Severus said.
Harry could see that there was still moisture in his eyes. As the boy wiped it
away, Severus continued, “Now it is your turn to show me. Grind
around me. Put your arms on either side of my head.”
“With pleasure, Master,” Harry
replied as he put his arms just as Severus asked and started moving up and
down, trying to get Severus’ cock to aim for his sweet spot again.
“Yes, Harry, so good…” Severus’
breathing labored as he started stroking Harry’s
cock. He wanted desperately to come, wanted to come inside that sweet tight
body, wanted to make it as his own over and over again. The double assault was
making Harry slowly lose control. As his prostate was hit, Harry moved even
faster and harder, moaning and panting erotically.
“I’m…I’m going to…come…Master…!!”
“Yes, Harry. Come for me. Draw my cum out.”
With one hand, Severus stroke Harry’s cock faster and with the other he was pulling down
on him aligned with the boy’s ass-bobbing. Harry could feel the pit of his
stomach tightened and tightened until it couldn’t go any further. Unable to
hold it back any longer, he let out streams of cum all over Severus’ hand and
chest, screaming Severus’ name in completion. The tightness of Harry’s clenching channel drew out Severus’ own seed. His
body arched forward, letting himself empty into the boy’s channel before lying
back on the bed, panting breathelessly. Harry waited
until his tremors died before pulling out and lying on Severus, panting just as
heavily. Severus whimpered so softly that it could barely be heard. In truth,
he didn’t want Harry to pull out just yet; he wanted the ring of muscles to
engulf him just a bit longer.
“I love you, Severus,” Harry
whispered. “Forever.”
“As do I, Harry,” Severus whispered
back. “As do I.”
The two lovers stayed that way until
Harry discovered that it was late and that he should be going home to Albus’, only to be pulled back to bed by the disgruntled
Potions Master and ravaged again until the boy was literally too weak to leave
him.
A/N: Dear ol’ Severus. You just
couldn’t get enough of your little pet, could you? LOL! While I work on the
next chappie, reviews plz!
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