I do not own these characters and I am not making money off of forcing them to do all sorts of dirty things together. Which is just to bad because I bet a lot of people would pay to see that...
The evening had been pleasant. They had chatted over old things all through dinner, like the goings on at Hogwarts and the fact that Albus was manipulative to a fault, but they loved him no less for it. Before long they touched onto other things as well. Like Harry's knowledge of who Severus was and whether or not it had bothered him. Harry admitted to the older man that the idea had bothered him at first, before he had a chance to really sit down and look at his new knowledge from a different perspective. The admission had earned him another raised eye brow. Harry, with all his Gryffindor bravery just smiled and informed the older man that his friends had reminded him of a few things that made the choice to continue an easy one.
Two hours, half a pan of baked ziti, some garlic bread, salad and a bottle of wine later Harry and Severus sat on the floor in the living room facing the fire. Severus's boots and green jumper had been removed at his host's insistence. When Harry reached down and removed the wool socks he had been wearing Severus raised an eyebrow at him. When Harry winked and gripped the bottom of his shirt the older man felt his pulse quicken.
He cleared his throat and was about to ask Harry exactly what he was up to when the younger man spoke.
"Don't get all prudish on me now Severus. It's my house and I can be half naked if I want to."
With the removal of his shirt, Harry's chest was exposed to the older man. Severus had to stop himself from groaning at what he saw. Harry would never be overly muscular, but the hard tanned flesh in front of his eyes was one of the sexiest things he had encountered in a long while. The younger mans chest and stomach were almost completely smooth. The only hair to be seen was the small dusting of black hairs around his pierced brown nipples and the soft hairs that started at his belly button and made their way down into his jeans. When Harry sat back down his eyes connected with Severus's.
"See something you like?" he asked softly, his voice husky with the knowledge of what his naked torso was doing to his guest. Lifting his had he ran his hand across his flat belly, sliding it up to finger the silver hoop in his left nipple before leaning toward Severus. "I see something I like."
Severus shivered when he felt Harry's breath against his ear. He knew what the green eyed man in front of him wanted. It was the same thing that he himself wanted. Leaning in across the small space between them, he captured the younger mans lips with his own.
Softly he ran his lips once, twice, three times back and forth over Harry's before he adjusted his posture and lifted his hands to younger mans face.
With his palms against Harry's cheeks and his fingers buried in the silky black strands that were always a mess, Severus slipped his tongue out to taste the mouth under his. The first taste of Harry was filled with so many flavors. He recognized the sweet bite from the wine and the soft mellow tang of the home made sauce from their meal. When his tongue touched Harry's he was overcome with a flavor he had never tasted before. It was a combination of rose water and the first peaches of the season. Underneath everything was the subtle flavor of sunshine. Severus knew it made no sense at all that the young man before him would taste of sunshine, but he knew there was no other name for what he tasted.
Harry felt the fingers dig into his hair and he moaned. This is what he had been waiting for, what he had been longing for, ever since Severus had stepped foot inside his cottage. The way the other mans tongue played over his made Harry moan. It was all so good. The way the long pale fingers felt against his skull. The way that the tongue in his mouth massaged his, forced it into submission then tickled it back to life again. He was drowning in the kiss. He couldn't help himself, he had to touch Severus. He needed to feel the cool pail skin of the man that was assaulting his senses with only a kiss.
Lifting the bottom of the tee shirt that covered the older mans torso, Harry slipped his hands under. The hard rippled muscle that met his fingers made him moan again. The muscular planes of Severus's stomach gave way to the sculpted chest that Harry had been entranced by all evening.
"Can I take this off of you?" Harry asked, pulling away from the kiss, his golden fingers tugging on the white fabric of Severus's shirt.
With a nod of him head Severus stood, pulling Harry up with him. The desire that the older man felt was evident. It burned in his onyx eyes and pooled in his lower belly.
"Take me to your room first." The tone that he used was one that Harry was used to. It was the tone he used in class when he was giving directions. The one that said, 'If you don't comply, you will be very sorry.'
Harry nodded and turned toward the hall way. He made it three steps before the room was filled once again with Severus's voice. "Did I tell you to walk?"
Harry closed his eyes and hissed. His cock, though hard already, became thicker. He felt his balls tighten as he dropped to his hand and knees. His denim clad ass in the air for the older man to see.
Crawling as quickly as he could, while trying to move in the sexiest manner possible, Harry moved around his couch and into the hall way that led to the bathroom, two quest rooms and his room.
Severus took in the site before him. Harry, on his knees for him, leading him towards his bedroom where they both knew they would be spending the rest of the evening.
Keeping up with the young man he smiled to himself when Harry stopped outside a closed door. His hands rested on his denim clad thighs while he looked at the carpeted floor.
Severus knew what was going on. Good little submissive that he was Harry knew not to open the door without permission. Severus leaned forward and carded his fingers through his new pet's hair. "Is this your room?"
When the younger man nodded Severus leaned in and opened the door. The lights in the room were low, but Severus could see the room clearly. In the center of the room stood Harry's large bed, thick posts, no more then three feet tall framed the mission style slatted foot board. At the head of the bed stood a taller version of the foot board, a top the four and a half foot tall posts on either side of the head board sat thick white candles. The low flames cast an ethereal glow onto the bed as they released the soft scent of bee's wax into the room.
With a nudge from Snape's foot against his side Harry moved forward on his hands and knees. The plush carpet of his living room and hallway abandoned him once he crawled through his doorway. When he had purchased the cottage all of the floors had been bare oak. The desire to make his home as comfortable and inviting as possible made him add carpet to the common areas and guest rooms, but the stark beauty of a wooden floor had always appealed to Harry's basic nature. He liked the way it always felt cool under his feet, even in the summer, and how its smooth surface dug into his hands while he crawled in front of Severus. Almost as if the floor wanted to remind him of his position in his 'relationship'. He came to a stop by the foot of his bed, his eyes on the floor in front of him. Charlie had taught him well, he knew what was expected of him. He heard the soft fall of Severus's feet across his floor, just barely. The older man was light on his feet and moved quickly. Before Harry could blink Sanpe's sock clad feet came into his line of vision.
"Take them off of me." The command was smooth, like soft butter on a warm roll, and Harry latched onto it like a starving man. Lifting his hands from his lap he reached his fingers under the cuff of the older mans trousers. Moving his golden fingers quickly he had the black socks off in a matter of seconds.
Never in his life had he found feet so erotic. Unlike most of the men Harry knew, Snape's feet were proportionate. The alabaster toes just the right length to compliment the delicate bones and high arches of the feet themselves. A light smattering of dark hair adorned the top of each foot, and Harry longed to run his tongue along the trail then down under his foot to caress those impassably high arches.
Licking his lips he sat back on his heals and looked at the floor. His fingers twitching involuntarily, filled with the need to trace the lines of the milky white appendages that had been revealed to him. He let his eyes drift close when he heard the dark chocolate tones of Severus's voice. "I was under the impression that you wanted to remove my shirt. Was I wrong?"
Harry bit his bottom lip to keep from answering. Charlie may not have been his Master for months but he refused to speak out of turn and shame the man.
"Harry…Answer the question. Was I wrong?"
Keeping his eyes on the sexy feet in front of him Harry shook his head. "No sir. You weren't wrong. I would like to remove your shirt for you very much Sir."
"Then get up off those adorable knee's of your and do it."
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."
Raising up from his knee's, Harry kept his eyes down cast. His fingers lightly holding the bottom of the white cotton tee-shirt, he started easing it slowly up Snape's stomach. The skin revealed to him was as pale as the feet he had been lusting after moments before. His hands stilled when the shirt was lifted enough to reveal Severus's dusty pink nipples. To dark to be pink yet not quite dark enough to be brown they held Harry's attention. He felt his mouth water with the desire to suck the little nubs into his mouth. He leaned forward with out realizing it, his mouth opening slightly. The sound of a throat clearing brought him back to the situation at hand. His face flamed as he lifted the shirt off of the older man. Moving quickly so as not to be distracted again.
When the shirt was off Harry sank to his knees again. His eyes locking on the row of buttons that were where Severus's zipper should have been, he felt himself shutter. He wanted to undo each button using his teeth, before slowly sucking the cock they hid from his view into his mouth. He hadn't forgotten that Severus didn't wear underwear. He knew that the cock being held back by only the buttons of those trousers was hard and ready for him. A small whimper escaped Harry and he heard Snape chuckle.
"Look at me Pet." The voice caressed the younger man and made him shiver. Raising his eyes like he had been instructed he was mesmerized by the sight before him. The flat belly and sculpted pecks were things he had seen if only for a brief moment. Now though, he was able to take in the full site before him. The shallow belly button that was begging for his tongue, the thin layer of hair that covered Severus's stomach and chest, the beautiful dark blue swirls of enchanted wode that danced across two perfectly shaped collar bones. Harry was held captive by the body before him. He had known that Snape was pale. He had known the man was fit. What he hadn't known what that the pale fit form with its shockingly blue body art would make his soul soar to the heavens. In that moment he knew that he was made to serve the body before his eyes. He knew that his will would bend under that of the gothic god that stood over him.
"Do you like what you see sweet boy?"
Harry, knowing his place, nodded.
"Do you want what you see my little slut? Are you hard for me?"
He nodded again, a blush creeping up his neck.
"Answer me. I want to hear your voice."
"Yes Sir."
"Yes what?"
"Yes I want you Sir. Yes. I am hard for you Sir. I'm aching for you Sir."
"Oh, I don't doubt that Pet. Stand up. I want to see that body of yours. Take off your jeans."
Harry moved to comply. This fingers flying to the button of his jeans before he was fully standing. With perfect precision he eased the zipper down. Pushing the jeans from his trim waist he let the material pool at his feet. Stepping away from them he hooked his fingers in the tight waist band of his grey boxer briefs. Looking at Severus's face for permission he pulled down the soft cotton material, exposing he already hard cock.
Severus devoured the naked young man in front of him with his eyes. Taking in the dark hair and tanned skin of his new pet. Gorgeous, simply gorgeous. he thought to himself as he walked toward Harry. Slowly, as if to savor every inch of the naked flesh before him he ran his hand down Harry's chest. Skimming his hand lightly he moved slowly toward the thick cock that jutted out from the nest of wiry black curls that decorated the boys groin.
"Turn around Pet. I want to see that pretty little ass of yours. Show me what I get to beat and fuck when ever I want."
Harry felt his bones melting at the thought of being on his knees under Severus's whip. His cock bobbed as he turned around so that his Master could see all of him.
"Good boy. Now bend over. That's it. Spread your cheeks Pet. Show me that tight hole. Is it ready for my cock? It is isn't it? Get on the bed."
Harry moved quickly, his knees trembling as he crawled toward the center of his bed.
Taking the initiative he placed his forehead against his hands and waited. It felt like hours had passed when he finally felt the bed dip to his left. He knew that Severus had joined him on the bed. He was naked, on his bed, with Severus. Harry's cock got even harder at the thought. He jumped when he felt long fingers running through his hair. What started out soft and slow suddenly grew harsh and painful as Snape roughly took a fist full of Harry's hair and dragged his face up so that it was level with the buttons of his trousers.
"Take them off of me." Severus forced Harry's face into his crotch. His erection pressing into the young mans face.
Elated that he was going to get to remove the trousers the way he had been fantasizing since he had seen the button fly, Harry opened his mouth. Using his teeth he grasped the woolen material and lifted his jaw ever so slightly. Resting the cloth on the edge of the button Harry used his top teeth to pull the wool down while holding the button in place with his tongue. He went through the routine six more times before he was finished. Lightly he gripped the open flaps with his teeth and pulled them to the side in turn.
Sitting back on his heals he looked at the cock that had been brushing up against his face for the last five minutes. Thick and long with a purple head, Harry wanted to pull it into his throat. The fact that it sat in a bed of trimmed soft pubic hair made Harry's cock leak. He licked his lips as a bead of pre-cum oozed from the tip of his Masters cock. He had to stop himself from licking it away. He didn't have permission for that, and he knew that if he tried to do it anyway Severus would make him regret it.
"Yes, it's a nice cock isn't it Pet?"
Harry nodded silently, his eyes glued to the throbbing erection not three inches from his face.
"Would you like to taste it?"
Again Harry nodded. He knew that he wouldn't be granted such a prize so early in the night, but the mere idea that he might have earned the right to taste that beautiful cock made him shiver.
Severus got off of the bed and stepped out of his trousers. Laying them on the floor beside his tee shirt he walked around the bed so that Harry's back was to him.
"Bend over. Show me that ass again."
When Harry had moved into position Severus leaned forward and grasped the younger mans hips firmly. With far less force then one would have thought he pulled Harry flush with the end of the bed, his sweet young ass in the air waiting for his Masters cock or hand…or both. Running his left hand across the smooth golden globes in front of him his silently summoned the belt that he had noticed sitting on the back of Harry's desk chair upon entering the room.
"I'm going to hurt you now Pet. I will not be gentle and I will not stop until I am ready unless you use your word. Do you have a word in mind that you would like to use?"
"Yes Sir." Can the slightly muffled reply. Turning his face on the bed Harry cleared his throat. "I have always used Molly."
Snape pondered his Pet's choice of safe word for a moment before taking a step back from the bed. "Count them out. I want to hear you thank me after each one as well. This isn't a punishment. I'm spanking you because we both like it."
Harry heard the whistle of his belt flying through the air and hissed as the leather connected with his skin. The crack that filled the air didn't hint at the heat running across his skin were the leather had kissed it.
"One! Thank you Sir!"
Severus raised his arm again and drew it down in quick succession. The belt landed across the first now forming welt, creating a wonderful pattern that he couldn't wait to finish. The closer he got to the end of the spanking the harder and faster he welded the belt. He wanted Harry squirming in his seat the next day from the heat and pain in his ass.
Harry's throat was raw from counting out the number of times the belt landed on his skin between his sobs of pain. He knew that while he skin was throbbing his cock was weeping all over his quilt. Even as he was choking and sobbing out the numbers his ass was lifting to meet the blows from his own belt.
Forty five times the belt rose and fell over Harry's golden skin. Forty five times he yelled out his thanks and silently begged for more. When the belt finally stilled Harry sobbed with relief into his quilt while long cool fingers caressed his battered cheeks.
"You are a very good boy Pet. I think it's time I give you your reward don't you think? Turn around. Let me see your face."
Harry moved slowly, his aching rear end protesting at the movement. When he was finally facing his Master he let his eyes focus on the still gloriously hard cock that was inches from his face.
"Suck me."
Harry didn't need to be told twice. Moving forward on his knees you let his tongue reach out and caress the tip. The pre-cum that had been building there tasted like manna from heaven to the young man. Salty and musky, it was the most wonderful thing he had ever tasted. Setting up on his knees he used his left hand to pull massage his Masters balls while he swirled his tongue around the head of the cock he had been craving for hours. Opening his mouth wide and relaxing his throat Harry started to slide the cock into his mouth. Paying close attention to the sensitive ridge on the underside, he swallowed until his nose was buried in the short soft nest of hairs that his Masters cock rose from.
Severus gripped Harry's head and tried not to spill his seed when the younger man took him into his throat, balls deep. The fingers on his balls combined with his pet's talented tongue had him listing the twelve uses of dragon's blood under his breath so that he didn't lose himself and end his night before he was ready. When the need to fuck the boy became to much, he fisted his hands into the hair he had been holding and fucked the hot wet mouth and throat that was now his.
Harry felt the need to gag but pushed it down. The feeling of his Masters balls slapping against his chin was just what he needed to keep him in the moment. The pressure in his hair and the rhythmic slap on the full to bursting balls took him where he needed to be to please his Master sexually. When Severus pulled his cock from Harry's mouth a thin line of spit connected the aching cock of the Master to the pink loving tongue of the slave. Pushing the wanton boy in front of him down on to his back Severus pushed Harry's legs against his chest.
"Do you have lube, because if you don't you are going to have to take this cock up your tight little hole with only our spit to ease the way."
Harry nodded, "Yes Sir, in the night table beside the bed." Hooking his arms under his knees he spread his legs further apart by bringing them back against his chest and shoulders, exposing this puckered pink hole that only a few men had ever seen.
Severus added a large dollop of lube to his fingers before sliding one into the sweet pucker that was waiting for him. Harry was so hot and tight that Severus could practically feel himself cumming at the thought of fucking his Pet. When he added a second finger Harry push onto it, his silent pleas for more making Severus smirk. Knowing that the boy wanted his cock after such a small amount of preparation made the older man pull his fingers Harry's ass. Holding his cock tightly at the base he started to ease the head into the sweet hole that was still being held open for him.
"That's right Pet. Take my cock sweet boy. I'm going to fuck you through this bed. Do you hear me?"
Severus paused for a moment when he was fully sheathed in Harry. The younger man looked up at him, his green eyes dark with lust, his legs wrapped around his Masters waist. "Please Sir. Fuck me hard."
With his left hand Severus gripped Harry's hip; with his right he delivered a sharp open handed blow to the young mans face. "Did I say you could talk?"
Moving once again Snape picked up the pace. He wanted Harry to know who was boss. He wanted to mark the young boy who body he was using as his own. Knowing that he was close he grabbed Harry's cock. After two tight pulls he watched his Pets balls tighten. "Cum for me you little whore. I want you to cum while I fill your hot little ass with my cock. Let go for me slut."
Harry couldn't contain himself, the need to cum and do exactly as his Master was ordering him too took over. With a scream Harry came, the milky white liquid coating his stomach and chest. The tight ring of muscle hugging Severus's cock contracted, forcing the orgasm from him as well. Harry shuddered when he felt the man on top of him coat his insides. With a soft kiss on his nose Severus pulled out slowly. "Good boy."
"Thank you Sir."
Lifting Harry to his feet, Severus pulled back the quilt and indicated for Harry to lie down. He crawled in after him and wrapped his body around the sweet golden body of his boy.
Harry was slow to start the next morning, what with the sexy man still in his bed that needed pleasing and the still sore welts that decorated his ass and thighs.
After a quick but lively fuck session Severus donned most of his clothing and kissed Harry on the forehead before heading out the front door to apparate.
An hour later Harry was taking his coat off in the Weasleys kitchen when he heard a familiar voice coming from the living room, stopping to kiss Mrs. Weasley on the cheek he rushed toward the sound.
"Charlie!" Harry smiled when he was drawn into a rib crushing hug by his friend and former Master. "When did you get here?"
Setting Harry down Charlie looked the younger man over once and smiled. "Last night. I was going to stop by after dinner and say hello, but Ron said you had a date."
Harry blushed, "Yeah, I did. We stayed in, I cooked dinner for us. It was nice."
Charlie leaned in so that only Harry could hear him, "I bet it was love. Were you a good boy for him?"
Harry bit his lip and nodded. He wasn't sure if Severus wanted him talking about the things they did together. Mentioning a date was one thing. Admitting to submitting to the older man was something totally different, even if it was Charlie asking. He was saved from whatever Charlie was about to say when Fred yelled at him across the room.
"Hey Harry, I didn't know that you like The Smiths." Fred's eyes clearly on the shirt Harry was wearing. It was a size to big for him, but he hard worn it anyway. His Master had told him to wear it to breakfast and there was no way he was going to disobey him.
"A friend of mine turned me onto them. I really like their song, 'Ask'."
"If you like that song then you will love most of their other stuff too. I really like that shirt, where did you get it?"
"Yes Potter," said a smooth deep voice from behind him. "Where ever did you get it?"
Harry turned and looked at the man who had just left him not even two hours before. The desire to fall to his knees was hard to shake as his eyes connected with those of his Master. Molly Weasley appeared behind Severus's shoulder, her right hand clutching a wooden spoon, her left resting on her hip.
"Charlie, if you are going to invite your new colleagues to breakfast please do me a favor and let me know in advance. Not that I mind Severus dear. You know that Arthur and I love having your round for meal or tea; I just don't want people thinking that I raised my children with out manners. Harry, did you wash your hands? Yes? Good. Alright you lot, breakfast is ready."
Harry turned toward Charlie and lifted an eyebrow, "Colleagues? What exactly does that mean? Are you going to be teaching at Hogwarts? You should have mentioned that the last time we spoke!"
Charlie smiled at Harry. "Dumbledore only owled me about it a week ago or I would have. I'm taking over for Hagrid. He and Madam Maxime want to travel the world together. He is going to be in France with her until the end of June and then they will be gone for at least a year." He finished with a smile.
"So you are going to be around more?" The green eyed man looked at his friend hopefully while they headed into the kitchen to find seats.
"Sure looks that way doesn't it love?" Charlie replied as he slung an arm around Harry's shoulders.
Severus walked into the kitchen behind them. When Harry took the empty seat next to Ginny he slipped into the chair next to him, forcing Charlie to sit across the table between Fred and Hermione. The way Charlie touched Harry made him want to hit the redheaded man. They obviously had history, and while Severus didn't mind sharing his toys sometimes, he was far from ready to let anyone else play with his new pet.