A Slave to a Slave
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
25
Views:
87,556
Reviews:
209
Recommended:
2
Currently Reading:
6
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Marking Territory
Hambares : Hmmmm… you’ve given me some ideas about what might happen if they do get left alone… Thanks for the brain food and the review! And, I’m loving updating often. It really makes me happy, though I worry about what will happen when I get to the point where I run out of already written chapters… Hopefully y’all won’t kill me!
Inigeshi : You like the spanking huh? Well there’s none in this chapter but there will be more later. Draco’s just too much of a bad boy! Thanks for re-reviewing. Oh, and! I’m so glad someone likes the Malfoys together! I have things planned for them later…
Madame de Coeur : Draco is pretty good at making mischief isn’t he? Here’s your update!
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Severus carried Harry into his bedroom and unceremoniously dropped the boy on his bed. Before Harry could even register his change in location, Severus was on top of him, holding his body down with his own superior weight.
“How was Draco’s kiss? Did you enjoy it? Did you like his tongue in your mouth?” Snape’s jealous anger was almost visible, and Harry could feel the venom in the man’s words sinking into his soul.
“I... I... I’m sorry, Master!”
Severus pushed himself off Harry and stood beside the bed. He began stripping off his clothes.
“Sorry. Sorry! Is that all you can say for yourself? You’re sorry?! That does not explain your actions!”
“Explain... He kissed me!” Harry sat up, feeling brave all of a sudden. This man hadn’t hurt him yet. He had said that the only pain he’d ever feel was punishment. Harry could handle that. Standing up for himself couldn’t be wrong, could it? “One minute he was licking my face and the next he was licking my mouth! I’ve never had someone do that before! He shocked me! I gasped! He pushed his tongue into my mouth! You ripped him away! That’s all that happened!” At this point, Harry realized he was yelling, and he crumbled into himself. He hadn’t experienced any emotion other than fear that strongly is a very long time. “I... I... I’m sorry, Master.” He pulled his knees to his chest and started sobbing. “I didn’t mean to mess up. I’m trying to be so good. I’m... I’m so... sor... sorry!”
Severus was taken aback. He hadn’t expected a reaction like this. He had expected groveling, apologies, not an attempt to defend himself. Perhaps the boy wasn’t completely broken after all. Perhaps he could be groomed to be a companion instead of a slave... Severus savagely shoved those thoughts aside and climbed onto the bed, lying down, and pulling his slave down onto his chest.
“Ssh, Harry. Ssh. You’ve done nothing wrong. I overreacted. That little brat and his father get to me. Blonds!”
Harry laughed a little and sat up, whipping the tears from his face. “You’re not mad at me, Master?”
“No, Harry. Now tell me, was that really your first kiss?” Harry nodded sheepishly. “And what was your assessment?” At Harry’s puzzled look, he simplified. “How did you like it?”
“It was... wet, and Draco kinda tasted funny, Master.”
“Draco’s mouth or Blaise’s cum?”
Harry shrugged. “Both, I guess.”
Severus chuckled a bit before sitting up. “Lie down on your back, Harry. I am going to teach you the art of kissing.”
Harry looked skeptical for a moment but obeyed, lying down on his back.
Severus hovered over him, eyes taking in his slave’s body. He was too small for his age, but then years of abuse and malnutrition will slow the growing process. His body was firm with not an ounce of fat, but it wasn’t toned either, just small and lithe. He was practically hairless, barring the hair on his head and his public hair. His cock was soft and rested against the boy’s pubic mound. Severus could think of only one world to describe the sight: beautiful.
When the boy began to fidget, Severus reached a hand down between Harry’s legs and pulled the plug out, setting it aside. His brought his wand back and touched it to Harry’s anus, whispering a cleaning spell to dispel the lubrication, and then returned his wand to the nightstand beside the bed.
Severus crawled on top of Harry, being careful to hold his own weight and not squish the small body underneath him.
“When our lips touch, mimic what I do.” Severus leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to Harry’s. Harry pressed back. Severus repeated this a few times until Harry began to kiss him back eagerly, sometimes initiating kisses.
He then lightly slid his tongue over the seam of Harry’s lips. Harry gasped and opened his mouth, shyly easing his own tongue out to meet Severus’. Severus allowed their tongues to play at the entrance of Harry’s mouth until Harry’s tongue became less shy. Severus then abruptly slid his tongue into Harry’s mouth, exploring the warm cavern, sliding over teeth, caressing the roof of his mouth, tasting the underside of Harry’s tongue, and enjoying the taste of his slave.
At first Harry was unsure how to respond, letting Severus explore. Soon, though, he grew courageous and started to learn the contours of his master’s tongue with his own, tasting, touching, tickling as Severus explored. Severus, noting the actions of his slave, engaged him in a battle of tongues, becoming more and more aggressive and titillating with each thrust and twirl. He finally had to pull back to breathe.
Before he could catch his breath, Harry lifted his head and ran his own tongue over Severus’ lips and then into his mouth, exploring. Severus was shocked for a moment before he remembered his directive to mimic his actions. He grinned to himself and began to battle Harry’s tongue back into his own mouth. He pulled away and looked down in his slave’s deep green eyes.
“Was that better than Draco’s kiss?”
“Yes, Master. I’ve never felt anything like that! It was amazing. It sent all these tingles all over my body. I love kissing you, Master. You...” The rest was a mumble as a bright red blush spread over Harry’s cheeks.
“What was that, Harry?”
“You taste...” mumbled Harry.
“I taste how?”
“Good, Master! You taste good. You taste like I imagine secrets taste, like darkness and shadows that feel welcoming and aren’t scary.”
“That was poetic.” Harry blushed more, consuming his neck in red as well, and turned his head away. Severus leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Thank you, Harry.”
Harry shivered at the air passing so closely over his ear, and Severus took that as his cue to lean down and caress the topography of Harry’s ear with the tip of his tongue. Harry’s shivers grew, and his hips twitched upwards into Severus’, letting his master know he enjoyed this very much. Severus gently pulled on Harry’s earlobe with his teeth, and the shivers intensified.
From Harry’s ear, Severus continued downward, exploring the boy’s neck, biting occasionally and delighting in the moans this caused to escape from his slave. When he reached the junction of neck and shoulder, he bit down hard, causing Harry’s spine to arch and the boy to gasp loudly. The man soothed the ache with his tongue, and he sucked the flesh in his mouth to more easily caress it. When he pulled back, he had a dark red bruise to admire that was already turning a deep purple in the center.
“Perfect” he whispered before continuing downward to his slave’s nipples. Here he bit and sucked each little nub until they were hard and straining for more of his touch. “Do you like Draco and Blaise’s nipple piercings?”
“They are very beautiful, Master, and Draco says they feel wonderful.”
“Yes, they are supposed to increase the pleasure experienced in nipple play ten-fold, depending on the person, of course.” He blew a breath over each wet nipple, causing Harry to arch and shiver, silently begging for that mouth to return. “One day I will slide a needle through each of these delicious little buds and push rings into them, adorning your body with proof of my ownership.”
Harry moaned at these words and arched upwards again. “Please, Master.”
Severus smirked and slid downwards to the boy’s navel, fucking it with his tongue until Harry was squirming. He progressed southward, sliding his tongue down the underside of Harry’s now hard cock, pressing his tongue as the base just before the start of his balls. Harry moaned loudly and thrust his hips upward.
The man re-snapped the cock-ring into place and swallowed the boy’s cock into his throat in one movement. Harry hips would have bucked if not for the firm grip Severus had on them, pushing the boy down into the bed as he pulled back and thoroughly explored and tasted the boy’s sex.
When he was done exploring Harry’s cock, now dripping with pre-cum, Severus slid downward and caressed his slave’s balls with his tongue. He pulled each into his mouth individually, soaking it in his saliva, causing Harry to shiver when they left his warm mouth for the cold surrounding air. From there, Severus kissed up and down each leg. After finishing the front, he sat up on his knees at the foot of the bed.
“Turn over, Harry.” Harry was so incoherent with pleasure it took him a moment to process the command. When he had finally rolled over, Severus began his journey back up the boy’s body, paying special attention to the arch of each foot and to the backs of the boy’s knees.
He then moved up the lithe body beneath him, covering it with his own, pressing him down into the bed, allowing his own cock to slide between the boy’s legs.
“Do you feel my weight on top of you, boy? Learn to like it. This is one of my favorite positions, the sweet submissive taking everything my larger body has to offer with no complaint.”
Harry moaned and arched his hips backwards.
Severus chuckled in the boy’s ear. “Like that thought, do you? Tell me, Harry, how does this position make you feel?”
Harry answer shocked him to the core. “Warm, Master. Safe.” While trying to recollect himself, Severus buried his face in his slave’s neck, sucking a mark on the nape of Harry’s neck to match his earlier one on the boy’s front.
Once he felt his emotions were under control, the man kissed down Harry’s back, finding each vertebrae. When he reached the crack of the boy’s ass, he used his hands to pull the checks apart. He blew lightly over the boys hole which had closed up significantly since he had removed the plug. The ring of muscle twitched, and Harry stiffened a bit.
Deciding to once and for all dispel all worries the boy had about being penetrated, Severus leaned forward and swiped his tongue over Harry’s anus. He then gently pushed the tip of his tongue inward, encouraging the hole to stretch enough to allow his tongue access.
Once the muscle was relaxed enough, the man pushed his tongue into his slave’s body. The warm, strong muscle explored as much of the interior of Harry’s body as it could reach, pushing, prodding, caressing.
By this point, Harry was a mass of quivering, electrified nerves. He couldn’t think; he could only enjoy the pleasure suffusing his body from that one point. He had never imagined pleasure such as this! It lit his body on fire. He couldn’t control himself. His hips were thrusting back onto the brilliant tongue of his master. He could tell he was on the brink of orgasm, and he started begging his master to let him cum.
Hearing his slave’s cries, Severus began to thrust his tongue in an out of Harry’s anus, mimicking the fucking he really wanted to give the sweet, nubile body. When Harry reached his desired level of arousal, Severus slid his hand under Harry’s body and released the cock ring. At the same moment he stabbed his tongue harshly onto Harry’s prostate.
Harry, swamped by the intense pleasure wracking his body, gave into his master’s talented tongue. He screamed and came, emptying himself onto the sheets below him and losing consciousness.
Pleased with himself, Severus sat back on his knees between his slave’s spread legs. He took himself in hand and began to pleasure himself. When he finally came, he caught the semen in his hand. He then used two fingers from his other hand to scoop the cum up, and he pushed his seed into the sated body beneath him. Once all of his cum was inserted into that grasping hole, he replaced the plug. He then cast a cleaning charm over them both, laid down beside Harry, pulled him back against his chest, and pulled the sheets over them. He would hold the boy until he awoke, then he would feed him.
Inigeshi : You like the spanking huh? Well there’s none in this chapter but there will be more later. Draco’s just too much of a bad boy! Thanks for re-reviewing. Oh, and! I’m so glad someone likes the Malfoys together! I have things planned for them later…
Madame de Coeur : Draco is pretty good at making mischief isn’t he? Here’s your update!
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Severus carried Harry into his bedroom and unceremoniously dropped the boy on his bed. Before Harry could even register his change in location, Severus was on top of him, holding his body down with his own superior weight.
“How was Draco’s kiss? Did you enjoy it? Did you like his tongue in your mouth?” Snape’s jealous anger was almost visible, and Harry could feel the venom in the man’s words sinking into his soul.
“I... I... I’m sorry, Master!”
Severus pushed himself off Harry and stood beside the bed. He began stripping off his clothes.
“Sorry. Sorry! Is that all you can say for yourself? You’re sorry?! That does not explain your actions!”
“Explain... He kissed me!” Harry sat up, feeling brave all of a sudden. This man hadn’t hurt him yet. He had said that the only pain he’d ever feel was punishment. Harry could handle that. Standing up for himself couldn’t be wrong, could it? “One minute he was licking my face and the next he was licking my mouth! I’ve never had someone do that before! He shocked me! I gasped! He pushed his tongue into my mouth! You ripped him away! That’s all that happened!” At this point, Harry realized he was yelling, and he crumbled into himself. He hadn’t experienced any emotion other than fear that strongly is a very long time. “I... I... I’m sorry, Master.” He pulled his knees to his chest and started sobbing. “I didn’t mean to mess up. I’m trying to be so good. I’m... I’m so... sor... sorry!”
Severus was taken aback. He hadn’t expected a reaction like this. He had expected groveling, apologies, not an attempt to defend himself. Perhaps the boy wasn’t completely broken after all. Perhaps he could be groomed to be a companion instead of a slave... Severus savagely shoved those thoughts aside and climbed onto the bed, lying down, and pulling his slave down onto his chest.
“Ssh, Harry. Ssh. You’ve done nothing wrong. I overreacted. That little brat and his father get to me. Blonds!”
Harry laughed a little and sat up, whipping the tears from his face. “You’re not mad at me, Master?”
“No, Harry. Now tell me, was that really your first kiss?” Harry nodded sheepishly. “And what was your assessment?” At Harry’s puzzled look, he simplified. “How did you like it?”
“It was... wet, and Draco kinda tasted funny, Master.”
“Draco’s mouth or Blaise’s cum?”
Harry shrugged. “Both, I guess.”
Severus chuckled a bit before sitting up. “Lie down on your back, Harry. I am going to teach you the art of kissing.”
Harry looked skeptical for a moment but obeyed, lying down on his back.
Severus hovered over him, eyes taking in his slave’s body. He was too small for his age, but then years of abuse and malnutrition will slow the growing process. His body was firm with not an ounce of fat, but it wasn’t toned either, just small and lithe. He was practically hairless, barring the hair on his head and his public hair. His cock was soft and rested against the boy’s pubic mound. Severus could think of only one world to describe the sight: beautiful.
When the boy began to fidget, Severus reached a hand down between Harry’s legs and pulled the plug out, setting it aside. His brought his wand back and touched it to Harry’s anus, whispering a cleaning spell to dispel the lubrication, and then returned his wand to the nightstand beside the bed.
Severus crawled on top of Harry, being careful to hold his own weight and not squish the small body underneath him.
“When our lips touch, mimic what I do.” Severus leaned down and pressed his lips firmly to Harry’s. Harry pressed back. Severus repeated this a few times until Harry began to kiss him back eagerly, sometimes initiating kisses.
He then lightly slid his tongue over the seam of Harry’s lips. Harry gasped and opened his mouth, shyly easing his own tongue out to meet Severus’. Severus allowed their tongues to play at the entrance of Harry’s mouth until Harry’s tongue became less shy. Severus then abruptly slid his tongue into Harry’s mouth, exploring the warm cavern, sliding over teeth, caressing the roof of his mouth, tasting the underside of Harry’s tongue, and enjoying the taste of his slave.
At first Harry was unsure how to respond, letting Severus explore. Soon, though, he grew courageous and started to learn the contours of his master’s tongue with his own, tasting, touching, tickling as Severus explored. Severus, noting the actions of his slave, engaged him in a battle of tongues, becoming more and more aggressive and titillating with each thrust and twirl. He finally had to pull back to breathe.
Before he could catch his breath, Harry lifted his head and ran his own tongue over Severus’ lips and then into his mouth, exploring. Severus was shocked for a moment before he remembered his directive to mimic his actions. He grinned to himself and began to battle Harry’s tongue back into his own mouth. He pulled away and looked down in his slave’s deep green eyes.
“Was that better than Draco’s kiss?”
“Yes, Master. I’ve never felt anything like that! It was amazing. It sent all these tingles all over my body. I love kissing you, Master. You...” The rest was a mumble as a bright red blush spread over Harry’s cheeks.
“What was that, Harry?”
“You taste...” mumbled Harry.
“I taste how?”
“Good, Master! You taste good. You taste like I imagine secrets taste, like darkness and shadows that feel welcoming and aren’t scary.”
“That was poetic.” Harry blushed more, consuming his neck in red as well, and turned his head away. Severus leaned down and whispered into his ear, “Thank you, Harry.”
Harry shivered at the air passing so closely over his ear, and Severus took that as his cue to lean down and caress the topography of Harry’s ear with the tip of his tongue. Harry’s shivers grew, and his hips twitched upwards into Severus’, letting his master know he enjoyed this very much. Severus gently pulled on Harry’s earlobe with his teeth, and the shivers intensified.
From Harry’s ear, Severus continued downward, exploring the boy’s neck, biting occasionally and delighting in the moans this caused to escape from his slave. When he reached the junction of neck and shoulder, he bit down hard, causing Harry’s spine to arch and the boy to gasp loudly. The man soothed the ache with his tongue, and he sucked the flesh in his mouth to more easily caress it. When he pulled back, he had a dark red bruise to admire that was already turning a deep purple in the center.
“Perfect” he whispered before continuing downward to his slave’s nipples. Here he bit and sucked each little nub until they were hard and straining for more of his touch. “Do you like Draco and Blaise’s nipple piercings?”
“They are very beautiful, Master, and Draco says they feel wonderful.”
“Yes, they are supposed to increase the pleasure experienced in nipple play ten-fold, depending on the person, of course.” He blew a breath over each wet nipple, causing Harry to arch and shiver, silently begging for that mouth to return. “One day I will slide a needle through each of these delicious little buds and push rings into them, adorning your body with proof of my ownership.”
Harry moaned at these words and arched upwards again. “Please, Master.”
Severus smirked and slid downwards to the boy’s navel, fucking it with his tongue until Harry was squirming. He progressed southward, sliding his tongue down the underside of Harry’s now hard cock, pressing his tongue as the base just before the start of his balls. Harry moaned loudly and thrust his hips upward.
The man re-snapped the cock-ring into place and swallowed the boy’s cock into his throat in one movement. Harry hips would have bucked if not for the firm grip Severus had on them, pushing the boy down into the bed as he pulled back and thoroughly explored and tasted the boy’s sex.
When he was done exploring Harry’s cock, now dripping with pre-cum, Severus slid downward and caressed his slave’s balls with his tongue. He pulled each into his mouth individually, soaking it in his saliva, causing Harry to shiver when they left his warm mouth for the cold surrounding air. From there, Severus kissed up and down each leg. After finishing the front, he sat up on his knees at the foot of the bed.
“Turn over, Harry.” Harry was so incoherent with pleasure it took him a moment to process the command. When he had finally rolled over, Severus began his journey back up the boy’s body, paying special attention to the arch of each foot and to the backs of the boy’s knees.
He then moved up the lithe body beneath him, covering it with his own, pressing him down into the bed, allowing his own cock to slide between the boy’s legs.
“Do you feel my weight on top of you, boy? Learn to like it. This is one of my favorite positions, the sweet submissive taking everything my larger body has to offer with no complaint.”
Harry moaned and arched his hips backwards.
Severus chuckled in the boy’s ear. “Like that thought, do you? Tell me, Harry, how does this position make you feel?”
Harry answer shocked him to the core. “Warm, Master. Safe.” While trying to recollect himself, Severus buried his face in his slave’s neck, sucking a mark on the nape of Harry’s neck to match his earlier one on the boy’s front.
Once he felt his emotions were under control, the man kissed down Harry’s back, finding each vertebrae. When he reached the crack of the boy’s ass, he used his hands to pull the checks apart. He blew lightly over the boys hole which had closed up significantly since he had removed the plug. The ring of muscle twitched, and Harry stiffened a bit.
Deciding to once and for all dispel all worries the boy had about being penetrated, Severus leaned forward and swiped his tongue over Harry’s anus. He then gently pushed the tip of his tongue inward, encouraging the hole to stretch enough to allow his tongue access.
Once the muscle was relaxed enough, the man pushed his tongue into his slave’s body. The warm, strong muscle explored as much of the interior of Harry’s body as it could reach, pushing, prodding, caressing.
By this point, Harry was a mass of quivering, electrified nerves. He couldn’t think; he could only enjoy the pleasure suffusing his body from that one point. He had never imagined pleasure such as this! It lit his body on fire. He couldn’t control himself. His hips were thrusting back onto the brilliant tongue of his master. He could tell he was on the brink of orgasm, and he started begging his master to let him cum.
Hearing his slave’s cries, Severus began to thrust his tongue in an out of Harry’s anus, mimicking the fucking he really wanted to give the sweet, nubile body. When Harry reached his desired level of arousal, Severus slid his hand under Harry’s body and released the cock ring. At the same moment he stabbed his tongue harshly onto Harry’s prostate.
Harry, swamped by the intense pleasure wracking his body, gave into his master’s talented tongue. He screamed and came, emptying himself onto the sheets below him and losing consciousness.
Pleased with himself, Severus sat back on his knees between his slave’s spread legs. He took himself in hand and began to pleasure himself. When he finally came, he caught the semen in his hand. He then used two fingers from his other hand to scoop the cum up, and he pushed his seed into the sated body beneath him. Once all of his cum was inserted into that grasping hole, he replaced the plug. He then cast a cleaning charm over them both, laid down beside Harry, pulled him back against his chest, and pulled the sheets over them. He would hold the boy until he awoke, then he would feed him.