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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: We�ve got more TLC comin�
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I�M A SLAVE FOR YOU

�� Ron groaned as he cleaned up the
mess he made in potions class. Everybody has gone and he was all alone in the
lab, mopping up the failed potion that spilled all over the floor and clearing
up the rest of the lab of its equipment and ingredients, and he had to do it without
using magic as per ordered by ours truly Severus Snape
the Potions Master.

�� The redhead sighed. This was just
one of those days where everything went wrong. First he slipped and fell a
flight of stairs on his way to class and needed Hermione to use the levitation
spell to break his fall. Then during Transfiguration class, instead of turning
an apple into a yarn ball like they were supposed to, he turned it into
6-headed garden snake, sending everyone (especially the girls) running
helter-skelter out of class for fear of being bitten. During group study for
History of Magic, Draco accidentally dropped a pile of books on him because he
couldn�t hold back his morning sickness, which was also another insult to
injury as the blonde puked all over his back. After that, during lunch, he
accidentally choked on a chicken bone, which caused quite a panic, but later
was helped by a Ravenclaw Muggle-born
using the Heimlich maneuver to get it out. Later he was hit by a random
Bludgeon during Quidditch practice when one of the
Beaters hit it towards the wrong direction. The blow caused him to have
temporary amnesia in which he couldn�t remember the password to get into the
Gryffindor House to get his book that he left behind for Divination class,
among other things. The last straw was Potions Class in which he blew up his
cauldron when they were supposed to learn how to make Skele-Grow
potion, resulting the redhead�s current predicament.

�� Taking your sweet time, aren�t
you?�

�� Ron spun round, thinking it was
Prof. Snape, but instead it was his chocolate
brown-haired fianc�e. Hermione had been wondering why Ron had not showed up at
the Great Hall since it was already past dinner time. Sure that he was still in
the lab, she went down to find him, and as she expected, he was still there,
rubbing the rag on the tables with a vengeance, still cleaning up the mess. Ron
scowled and rolled his eyes at Hermione�s dour expression.

�� Don�t even start, Mione. I still got other crud to clean up, and it�s not
easy without using magic. This is just not my day today, Mione.
Someone must�ve jinxed me. I�m suspecting someone from Slytherin.
They�ve been giving us the stink-eye ever since we were all hunky-dory pals
with Malfoy��

�� Less talk, more action, Ron,�
Hermione reminded Ron to carry on his work because he stopped halfway to rant.
Watching Ron grumble and continue wiping the tables, she sighed, �I must admit, you really are having quite a streak of bad luck. Maybe
it�s just one of those days, Ron. It�ll get better tomorrow. How�s your head?�

�� Still throbbing
a little, no thanks to the Bludgeon, but otherwise, I�ll live.�

�� Need any help?� Hermione offered.

�� What I need is probably a dose of
that Felix-something-something to offset my bad streak,� Ron groaned, �but if
you would help me clean up, I�d appreciate it very much. I am so starved for
dinner right now I can eat a roast turkey whole.�

�� I�ve saved some food for you in
your dorm. And it�s called Felix Felicis, Ron.
Honestly, you never pay attention to class, do you?�

�� Like I said, Mione,
please don�t start. You gonna help me or not?�

�� If I help, will you�� Hermione
stopped short as she blushed, seemingly embarrassed to ask for whatever she had
in mind, even though it wasn�t exactly their first time.

�� Will I what? I don�t have all day,
you know,� Ron raised a brow, curious as to why Hermione was sporting that colour on her cheeks.

�� Will you�take me?�

�� Ron widened his eyes in shock. He
knew exactly what she was asking for, especially when it was emphasized by her
crimson cheeks.

�� B-But�But I thought we agreed
to�you know�do it once we�re officially married??�

�� Yeah, well, that is what we said
last time, and the time before that, and the time before that, still you managed to get into my pants by other
means,� Hermione replied, looking away sheepishly, her face defiant as if she
still wanted to keep whatever pride she had left after spouting out such
embarrassing request.

�� Well�� Ron scratched his chin
nervously. �I can�t help it if all the stress goes down to my balls�but I gotta keep my promise. It�s not like the dildo didn�t work
wonders.�

�� It was true that they had been
experimenting with sex toys during their time as engaged couples. Ron and
Hermione had promised each other, once their feelings for each other was
realized, that they would not engage in sexual intercourse and keep themselves
pure till their first night as a wedded couple (mostly just to please their
parents and keep their minds at ease from �unfortunate accidents�). But it did
not mean that they could not try other ways to satisfy their growing lust for
each other. Out of curiosity, The Old Married Couple had went down to the red
districts of Hogsmeade to check out what truly went down
there and, against their better judgment, they bought themselves a couple of
dildos and vibrators. Once in a while, when they felt like their hormones were
threatening to burst, they would use the toys to satisfy each other. They
bungled a little at first, but soon got the hang of it, but they only did that
once in a blue moon because they were still in school grounds.

�� It is not the same as the real
thing, plus it�s not like you have never done it before,� Hermione frowned and
blushed at the same time. �Lavender still brags.�

�� I�well�Well, y-yeah�but�� Ron
stuttered as he remembered the time when he accidentally strayed away from
their promised holy matrimony. He had screwed Lavender Brown, a fellow
Gryffindor, when he got drunk on punch at Christmas party when they were in
their 5^th year. It was no secret that even though people knew them
as The Old Married Couple and that they were engaged to each other, there were
still pursuers who wanted to try their luck in getting them, and Lavender Brown
was one of those ambitious ones. Hermione had her share of admirers, Viktor
Krum and students from other houses included, but no one was more determined
than Lavender in breaking off the engagement and having Ron for her own. Ron
often called her The Squid because she clung onto him like one whenever they
meet, regardless if they were at the presence of Hermione or not, and was
always trying to steal a kiss from the redhead, in which Ron would practically
beat her off with a stick, or to be more exact, with his wand. Finally, at 5^th
year when they were celebrating Christmas, Lavender had somehow discovered
Ron�s lack of tolerance for alcohol and dared him to drink as much as he could.
Ron, who hated backing out of dares, fell for it and the rest was history. It
took quite long a while (with silent treatments and cold shoulders and hundreds
and hundreds of desperate apologies from a very remorseful Ron in between) for
Hermione to forgive him, but Lavender was not one to give up pursuing Ron and
would taunt and jeer at Hermione, using their one night stand as salt to rub on
old wounds.

�� What, was she better than me? Not
being a virgin and all,� Hermione said icily, knowing very well how Lavender
had been sleeping around before becoming obsessed with her redhead fianc�.

�� No, of course
not! I don�t even remember doing her!� Ron replied hurriedly. �I was
dead drunk! I said I was sorry�I know I should�ve been the perfect fianc�e and
all��

�� Then do me. If you want to prove to
me that you�re the perfect fianc�e and that you want me to entirely forgive
you, you must show me what it is like. Make me feel that I am not some na�ve little
girl who don�t even know about the birds and the bees.�

�� This is not some sort of contest, Mione. It�s your virginity we�re talking about here, not
about who got the best rod in them and all.�

�� Very nice try of putting it, Ron,
but I�m not entirely virgin, remember, thanks to the dildos?� Hermione grumbled
sarcastically, putting her hands on her hips. �And it�s not about me winning
over Lavender. It�s just�well�maybe a little of that, but the point is�I want
to feel your love. We�re in 6^th year now, and aside from all the
silly little toys we used on each other, we�ve never really truly felt each
other. Never really understood each other being as one.
We�re going to get married once we�ve graduated from Hogwarts anyway, and I
don�t want our first night to be a blundering one. Besides, I know you want it
as much as I do. Don�t think I don�t know about you masturbating alone in the
middle of the night in your dorm, especially when you don�t have the decency to
cast a Silencing Charm around your bed sometimes. Some people are light
sleepers, you know. They told me you whisper my name whenever you pleasure
yourself. You�re just as desperate as I am.�

�� Ron blushed crimson at the thought
of people hearing him pumping himself and breathing his fianc�e�s name over and
over again in the dead of the night. He made a mental note to remember to always cast the Silencing Charm the next
time he felt like playing out his wet dreams.

�� So, will you take me or not? This
room won�t clean itself, you know. You need all the help you can get.�

�� A�Are you sure about this?� Ron
asked, still hesitant. �I sure as hell don�t know how to whip up a birth
control potion, and I don�t want end up knocking you up like Draco did on
himself��

�� Whipping up a birth control potion
would take forever, and we can�t exactly go down to Hogsmeade
to get one,� Hermione said as she dug her pockets. �I know exactly what to do.
I�ve been saving this like forever. It�s crude but 99.9 percent effective.�

�� So saying, she held up a Muggle condom for her fianc� to see. Ron, who was born and
bred a wizard, had never seen a Muggle condom before.
He eyed at it curiously.

�� Wassat?�

�� A Muggle condom. Works just as well
as birth control potions. Basically you slip it on your penis and it
would act like a barrier to prevent semen from getting through.�

�� Ah well, OK,� Ron got the idea.
�But you said 99.9 percent. What about the one percent?�

�� There is a slight risk that it
might break, but really, Ron, is anything 100 percent safe these days?�

�� I guess not,� Ron sighed and shrugged.
Since Hermione had gone through all that trouble getting it, she probably was desperate. He�d been holding back
for quite a long time anyway and it was about time he got it over and done with
before he might actually attack his poor fianc�e one of these days. He reached
over to hold Hermione by the hips and asked solemnly, �Last chance. Are you
sure?�

�� Yes I am. I have read all about it
and I know what I�m up against. I mean, I used a toy, for goodness sake! How
sure can I be?� Hermione scowled, seemingly firm about this.

�� OK,� Ron grinned all of a sudden.
�You asked for it.�

�� So saying, he threw away whatever he
was doing, brandished his wand and made all of Hermione�s clothes slipped off
her body with a flick and a spell, revealing her baby blues. It all happened so
fast that Hermione wasn�t prepared to counter it.

�� HEY! A little warning next time! What if someone comes in?!� Hermione shouted, covering
herself as best as she could. She would have been fine with just lifting her
shirt, but this was way over the top.

�� You asked for it, so you�re gonna get it. �Sides, no one�s gonna
come here. It�s after school hours.�

�� With that, Ron carried Hermione onto
one of the desks, pushing everything away in one swipe. Quickly, he attacked
one of Hermione�s breasts with his hungry mouth. Hermione arched her back at
the feeling of Ron�s wet and warm tongue over her nipples, breathing out Ron�s
name. Ron chuckled inwardly as he pinched and rubbed her other nipple and
massaged the breast at the same time with his free hand while still sucking on
the former, making erotic noises, flicking the nipple with his tongue
occasionally. The feeling sent jolts of pleasure through the girl�s spine and
traveled down to her nether regions, making her moan despite herself. She could
feel herself starting to get wet and she really wanted Ron to touch her down
there. Reaching out with a trembling hand, she squeezed Ron�s hand that
massaged her breast and breathed.

�� Ron, please��

�� Ron got the drift and let go of her
breast to massage her clit the way he learnt to do so well when they were still
in the �toy-playing� stage. Hermione moaned her approval, grabbing hold of the
table so as to not fall over. Wanting to hear more of his fianc�e�s voice, the
redhead massaged a little more vigorously, occasionally rubbing against the
inner folds of her pussy while sucking her nipples in turns. Hermione threaded
her fingers through his hair, feeling the pressure within her building,
threatening to burst.

�� S�Stop�Stop, I�m gonna come��

�� Come for me,� Ron whispered at her
ear. �Give me all of your juice.�

�� N�No�I�m�gonna�I�m
gonna�I�m coming�!!�

�� Hermione let out a strangled yell as
her back arched to an impossible angle, her body twitched and spasm-ed as she had her first orgasm of the moment. Ron had his
free hand on the girl�s hip, holding her in place so that she wouldn�t slide
off the desk as he felt her juices staining his hand. Once Hermione eased down
from her tremors, Ron took his hand away and licked his fingers.

�� Mm, tasty,� Ron commented.

�� Please�In�In me�� Hermione begged,
pulling Ron close.

�� My fingers in?�
Ron teased as he thrust his fingers into her pussy and
started finger-fucking her. �Or me?�

�� Yes, both, I don�t know,� Hermione
muttered incoherently as she bit her finger, her moans getting louder at the
pleasurable assault.

�� You have to be clear with me, or
I�m only gonna do this to you,� Ron grinned
mischievously, determined to make her say it out loud.

�� I�m trying,� Hermione whined,
feeling herself flushed from head to toe. �This is my
first time to go this far with a guy, so I don�t exactly know what to really
say��

�� Tell me clearly: Do you want my
cock or you�d rather settle for my fingers?�

�� I�I want your penis�� Hermione
replied, still stubborn about saying things in a proper, clinical way.

�� Then my cock it is,� Ron chuckled
as he magicked his clothes away and got ready to go
in with his man meat. He was about to put it in when Hermione stopped him.

�� The condom�� Hermione breathed,
pointing at the floor where she dropped it.

�� Oh, right,� Ron lit up, remembering
the most crucial thing. He picked up the condom and, with the help of his
fianc�e, put it on. It felt odd for him to have some sort of weird glove-like
material on him, but if it was going to keep him from knocking his fianc�e up
before her time, it shouldn�t matter to him too much.
He repositioned himself at her pussy and teased the folds with it.

�� Ready?�

�� Yes,� Hermione replied, holding
onto his shoulders. �One hard thrust should do it.�

�� With that, Ron lubricated his
covered cock with her juice and entered with one thrust. Hermione bit her lip
against the sudden pain, although it was not as bad as she thought it would be.
The dildo had already broken her hymen the first time they experimented with
it, so she didn�t have to worry about getting blood all over the place, but she
was still surprised at this new sensation. Ron held still to let them both
adjust and leaned down to kiss Hermione fully on the lips.

�� You are much bigger than the toy,�
Hermione commented after kissing her fianc� long and hard.

�� Heh, thanks. You�re tighter
than I thought,� Ron chuckled. �I�m gonna move now.�

�� Yes, please.�

�� Ron started thrusting in a steady
rhythm, making the girl moan again in ecstasy at the feeling of his rod going
in and out of her, rubbing her inner walls. Unbeknownst to them, Harry was on
his way to Severus� office to hand the Potions Master some files Albus assigned him to and just so happen to walk past the
lab. He could hear muffled voices and thought someone was in trouble, but when
he peeked in, he blushed a huge red as he saw his best
friends getting down and dirty on the potions lab desk. Hermione was cussing
and demanding her fianc� to thrust harder, which was very surprising to both
Ron and Harry because she never cursed. Not once. Ron, surprised at Hermione�s
boldness, was instantly turned on and did as she requested. As he thrust
harder, Hermione started thrust back against him. She grabbed one of her
breasts and squashed it, playing with it while Ron leaned down to suck the
other, keeping his rhythm. Against his better judgment, Harry continued
watching, his little boyhood unexpectedly coming to life.

�� Meanwhile, Severus, realizing that
the redhead had not showed up for dinner, came down to check on him when he saw
Harry outside the lab peeking in. Sneaking up on him quietly (a move he
mastered back in his school years to keep himself from being noticed by the
Marauders), he looked inside to see Ron and Hermione having sex in his potions
lab. He would take point away from them later. He had to deal with Harry first.

�� Voyeurism is not a good habit to
form, pet,� Severus whispered into Harry�s ear,
taking the boy by surprise as he saw the shocked boy almost dropping the files
he was carrying.

�� S-S-Severus�!� Harry stuttered in a
low tone, trying not to be heard.

�� Yes, Harry?� Severus looked to see
a tent in Harry�s pants. Grinning, he ran his hands
down Harry�s sides. �What were you planning on doing
with that?�

�� N-N-Nothing��

�� Then why are you here?� Severus
teased as he rubbed his hand over Harry�s stomach,
but nowhere near that region. Inside, Ron lifts Hermione�s hips higher and
pummeled into her, aiming her G-spot over and over again, with Hermione screaming
for him to go even harder.

�� N-N-No, I�m not�� Harry moaned
quietly at the lack of contact. In truth, he really wanted Severus to at least
ghost his hand around his little erection. He really needed release right now.

�� Naughty boy,� Severus grinned, then breathed at the boy�s ear, whispering, �Do you like
watching them?�

�� N-N-No�� Harry replied, ironically
his eyes were still glued to the scene where Ron had flipped Hermione around to
do her doggy-style. Hermione pushed her hair out of the way to look back at
Ron. As soon as Ron reentered her, she bit her lip and put her head back down,
enjoying the pleasurable assault done to her. Outside, Severus had slowly
reached into Harry�s pants to stroke him.

�� You really should not lie, Harry.�

�� Harry bit back a moan as he felt
Severus� hand on him. Severus chuckled in his ear seeing his reaction.

�� Why stop your moan? Don�t you want
them to catch you?�

�� Harry bit his lip harder until it
bruised a little, shaking his head. There was no way he wanted them to catch
him, especially his situation was just as embarrassing as they were. As Severus�
other hand pushed his pants down from the back, Ron was groaning, saying that
he was coming close to his orgasm as he thrust harder and faster. Hermione forbid
him, saying that she was almost there as well and wanted them to come together,
even though she had already lost count as to how many times she had come before
that. Severus licked his finger and ran it over Harry�s
opening, making the boy let out a strangled gasp.

�� N-No, don�t�� Harry whispered
hurriedly, his hand reaching out to stop him.

�� Why?� Severus purred, continuing to
probe him.

�� It�s�It�s not nice�They�ll know I
peeked�They�ll be angry with me,� Harry panted at the feeling of Severus� hands
on him. Severus could tell that despite his hand trying to stop him, he wasn�t
really putting much effort into it.

�� Then don�t make a noise,� Severus
whispered as he pushed the finger in just barely, moving in and out in rhythm
with Ron�s thrusts into Hermione. Harry covered his mouth with his hand as
Severus� entered him, his other hand trying hard to hold on tight to the files
he was given by Albus. They were lucky Ron was right;
there was no one passing by the labs during after school hours, and not even
the Prefects or Head Prefects would ever pass by there, especially when they
knew that their Potions Master was there in his office and preferred his
privacy above all else during after those hours, thus no one seeing this
display: a Potions Master pressed against the little adopted grandson of Albus looking into the potions lab at two Gryffindors getting down and dirty.

�� Ron tried to hold back his incoming orgasm,
but kept on thrusting at the same pace to make Hermione come along with him. Hermione�s
moan grew louder and longer as she could feel herself getting
close. Gripping the sides of the desk, she allowed Ron to carry her legs up and
wrapped it around his waist to find the perfect angle to hit the G-spot much
better. Once he found it, he assaulted it over and over again, moving with a strength he didn�t know he had in him, pounding it relentlessly.
Harry and Severus continued to watch, the latter sticking his finger deeper
into the former, making the boy cringe and press his mouth even harder against
his mouth to keep his moans from escaping. They kept at it until Hermione
finally reached her pinnacle of heaven, screaming her orgasm so loudly, it
would be a miracle if the whole school didn�t hear them. Ron followed after,
letting his load into Hermione as the tightening of his fianc�e�s pussy when
she came made him lose his control. Both of them shuddered as their tremors
subsided, Ron leaning against Hermione�s back as the latter panted on the
table, her body slick with sweat. She normally wouldn�t be this sloppy, but
after coming down from her high, she just couldn�t care less. After Ron had
calmed down some, he pulled out, the condom bulging with his seed.

�� Phew, that was some trip,� Ron
panted, his face strewn with bliss.

�� No wise cracks, Ron,� Hermione
replied as she sat up. �You will need to take that condom off while you are
still erect. Or else things would get messy.�

�� Oh, OK,� Ron obliged, removing the
condom carefully, trying not to make a mess. While he discarded the condom by
using a Disintegrating Spell, Hermione got down off the desk on shaky legs to
get her clothes and started dressing. Ron also proceeded to dress as he
reminded her, �We better hurry up with the cleaning. You promised to help me.�

�� Yes, yes,� Hermione replied
hastily. �I may be ecstatic right now, but I�m not senile.�

�� While that was going on, Severus had
already pulled his hands away, standing up to prepare himself to barge inside
the lab unannounced, in a way. Harry whined at the loss of contact but he knew
they couldn�t do what they wanted to do in the middle of the corridor for
everyone to see.

�� Up,� Severus said. Once Harry got
up as he told him to, he pulled the boy against him, asking, �Do you feel that,
Harry? Do you feel how much I want you?�

�� Harry blushed wildly at the bulge
pressing against him and nodded timidly. He was almost relieved that he was not
the only one turned on by watching a live porn show.

�� Do you want that inside you?�
Severus whispered.

�� Harry nodded desperately, clinging
onto Severus� sleeves. Was he kidding? Of course he wanted that inside him. After
that incident, he�d be happy to have anything in his ass.

�� Go to my room. Undress, and lay on
the bed face down. I will be right there.�

�� Harry nodded and made his way there,
remembering to bring along the files he was supposed to bring to Severus in the
first place. Severus waited for a few moments to give his little beloved a head-start
and also until he saw Hermione and Ron finished dressing. Once they started
working on cleaning the lab, Severus took that as a cue to go inside.

�� Mister Weasley,
I do not recall allowing you to have any assistance in completing your
punishment duties.�

�� Ron was shocked at Severus� sudden
appearance. He seemed stern and looking as if he was going to give him a
lifetime�s detention or something.

�� P-P-Prof. Snape,
I can explain��

�� It�s my fault,� Hermione said,
stepping forward. �I offered to help. It�s just too much for one person to do��

�� Judging by the time right now, I suppose
your argument is justifiable,� Severus said as he looked around the still messy
area. �Ten points from Gryffindor, Mister Weasley,
for requesting assistance without permission. Carry on, but hurry up before
Filch locks you in here.�

�� With that, Severus turned wordlessly
and walked out of the room, leaving The Old Married Couple a little
dumbfounded.

�� That was�surprising,� Ron commented.
�He took away points but still he let you help me. What was that about?�

�� I dunno,�
Hermione shrugged. �But isn�t that a good thing? You might actually make it to
have a late dinner, or early supper in this case, after this. Maybe we could��
she blushed at this, ��have another round in my dorm, if you�re still up to it.�

�� Well,� Ron grinned as he wrapped
his arm around his fianc�e�s waist from behind. �That will have to depend on
how many of those�condoms you have with you.�

�� Hermione giggled and pushed Ron away
playfully, urging him to finish up. It was going to be a very interesting thing
to look forward to tonight.

A/N: LOL! If only they knew what Harry and Sev knew! XD (chucks undies into
the laundry basket) Another one for the road! Reviews plz!
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