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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
44
Views:
42,585
Reviews:
137
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1
Currently Reading:
1
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Yet More Dreams
--Morning! Scootergirl_81 : Shh! *tip toes away with you.
--AthenaMalfoy - glad you thought so!
--Shadowama *cuddles* thanks hon! And yes, there was some fluff in it.
--HarryVik: I'll try, but I caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn't Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmise anything! (Sorry, there is one in this chapter, but only one!)
--I don't know if I'll update tonight cos I've got a three HOUR meeting after work *snore*. So, enjoy the dream! SP
-- Oh yeah, *Awoot! Awoot!* smut alert!
Chapter Twenty-One
“One must desire something to be alive.” Margaret Deland
***
He was lying face down, aching to turn over, but forbidden by that voice that had made him so hard he was dripping. He stifled a moan as a long, elegant finger rubbed along his spine and teased his pucker. He pressed his face into the pillow as the touch left him. He wouldn’t beg. It would do no good.
A tongue began licking his passage. He bit on the pillow so hard his teeth ached. His prick was hard against his rippling stomach muscles, leaking continuously.
The tongue licked him deeply, moving in and out in the movement he so wanted more of. He needed more. His balls were spasming. He couldn’t come. Not yet. The tongue slicked within in, ruthlessly pushing in and out until his hips jerked on it. It was removed from him and a stern voice whispered, “You taste so good. You’re mine.”
Sobbing, the boy came.
The man behind him tutted in annoyance. “You have failed me again. This is unacceptable.” A slick finger pushed into the wet channel and pushed as deeply in as it could.
The lad groaned.
The finger stilled.
“Do you need reminding of the rules?”
“N-no.” he panted.
“Recite them,” the voice insisted, shoving in and out of the passage as the youngster spoke.
“One, I must not disappoint you. Ah! Two, I must remain quiet. Hnnn. Three, I must be hard when you – Merlin – fuck me. Four, I come when you say I can.” The child shuddered. “Please!” He gasped, hips rocking. “Please!”
“Are you hard?” the cruel voice asked.
“Y-yes.” The panting boy was hurting. His cock was too sensitive to want to be hard yet, yet he was hard, being thoroughly finger fucked.
A second finger pressed in, and began moving in and out of the channel.
“You will make no noise.” The older man insisted.
Blinking away tears – his cock was agony – he nodded.
A third digit shoved in, and he clenched his fingers into the sheets and began eating the pillow again. If he disappointed the man a second time, he would be left, hard and hurting until it was deemed he had learnt his lesson.
The three fingers moved relentlessly in and out of the willing body.
“Do you want more?” the voice asked.
He nodded awkwardly, still biting the pillow.
The digits were withdrawn, making him fight down a groan. A wet thick cock was pressed against his twitching hole. He held himself still, not daring to breathe in case he made a noise.
The hard, thick shaft slid into him, fitting snugly into the warm channel. He had belonged to the man for a long time – all his life – and had often felt this hardness filling his body. He knew he shouldn’t crave it, he knew he shouldn’t want it, but he didn’t care. He needed to be taken and claimed and possessed and …
The dick was pulled out of him.
“Turn around.”
He obeyed, looking at the smear of clear fluid at the tip of it. He wanted it in him.
The older man shuffled back until he was on his knees, his back resting against the footboard. He beckoned the boy to him.
The lad moved and quickly positioned himself above the dick. He waited until he was given a nod, then slowly lowered himself onto it.
The older man slid strong hands onto the boy’s ass and clutched it tightly. His lips sought the youth’s and pressed close.
The youngster slid his fingers into the silky hair and brought the mouth closer. He slid his tongue along the man’s, hips hitching slightly to enjoy that wonderful presence in his ass.
The man lifted the other up slightly and pushed up. Their tongues still tangled, they began fucking wildly, hips slamming up and down hard, bodies grinding violently to get the maximum pressure and pleasure.
The boy pulled his lips away, panting. He slid his hands onto the neck and licked at it. “Please!” He moaned as the cock jerked deep within him. “Please!” It rammed against his nub. “Please!” It slammed hard into him. “Please!” It battered his passage.
“Please!... Please!...Please!...Please!...Please!..Please!..Please!..Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple!” He threw his head back, shuddering helplessly, mouth silently screaming “PLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEE!”
“Come.” The voice commanded and the boy obeyed.
He spurted forcefully and slumped down, chest heaving, ass still clamped around the thick dick. He gasped for breath as he was thumped into and hot fluid splattered into him.
Abruptly waking, the boy thought, Not again! and took care of his aching cock.
--Hope that tracks for you - I tried a slightly different approach. SP
--AthenaMalfoy - glad you thought so!
--Shadowama *cuddles* thanks hon! And yes, there was some fluff in it.
--HarryVik: I'll try, but I caaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnn't Prrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrroooooooooooooooooooooooommmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmise anything! (Sorry, there is one in this chapter, but only one!)
--I don't know if I'll update tonight cos I've got a three HOUR meeting after work *snore*. So, enjoy the dream! SP
-- Oh yeah, *Awoot! Awoot!* smut alert!
Chapter Twenty-One
“One must desire something to be alive.” Margaret Deland
***
He was lying face down, aching to turn over, but forbidden by that voice that had made him so hard he was dripping. He stifled a moan as a long, elegant finger rubbed along his spine and teased his pucker. He pressed his face into the pillow as the touch left him. He wouldn’t beg. It would do no good.
A tongue began licking his passage. He bit on the pillow so hard his teeth ached. His prick was hard against his rippling stomach muscles, leaking continuously.
The tongue licked him deeply, moving in and out in the movement he so wanted more of. He needed more. His balls were spasming. He couldn’t come. Not yet. The tongue slicked within in, ruthlessly pushing in and out until his hips jerked on it. It was removed from him and a stern voice whispered, “You taste so good. You’re mine.”
Sobbing, the boy came.
The man behind him tutted in annoyance. “You have failed me again. This is unacceptable.” A slick finger pushed into the wet channel and pushed as deeply in as it could.
The lad groaned.
The finger stilled.
“Do you need reminding of the rules?”
“N-no.” he panted.
“Recite them,” the voice insisted, shoving in and out of the passage as the youngster spoke.
“One, I must not disappoint you. Ah! Two, I must remain quiet. Hnnn. Three, I must be hard when you – Merlin – fuck me. Four, I come when you say I can.” The child shuddered. “Please!” He gasped, hips rocking. “Please!”
“Are you hard?” the cruel voice asked.
“Y-yes.” The panting boy was hurting. His cock was too sensitive to want to be hard yet, yet he was hard, being thoroughly finger fucked.
A second finger pressed in, and began moving in and out of the channel.
“You will make no noise.” The older man insisted.
Blinking away tears – his cock was agony – he nodded.
A third digit shoved in, and he clenched his fingers into the sheets and began eating the pillow again. If he disappointed the man a second time, he would be left, hard and hurting until it was deemed he had learnt his lesson.
The three fingers moved relentlessly in and out of the willing body.
“Do you want more?” the voice asked.
He nodded awkwardly, still biting the pillow.
The digits were withdrawn, making him fight down a groan. A wet thick cock was pressed against his twitching hole. He held himself still, not daring to breathe in case he made a noise.
The hard, thick shaft slid into him, fitting snugly into the warm channel. He had belonged to the man for a long time – all his life – and had often felt this hardness filling his body. He knew he shouldn’t crave it, he knew he shouldn’t want it, but he didn’t care. He needed to be taken and claimed and possessed and …
The dick was pulled out of him.
“Turn around.”
He obeyed, looking at the smear of clear fluid at the tip of it. He wanted it in him.
The older man shuffled back until he was on his knees, his back resting against the footboard. He beckoned the boy to him.
The lad moved and quickly positioned himself above the dick. He waited until he was given a nod, then slowly lowered himself onto it.
The older man slid strong hands onto the boy’s ass and clutched it tightly. His lips sought the youth’s and pressed close.
The youngster slid his fingers into the silky hair and brought the mouth closer. He slid his tongue along the man’s, hips hitching slightly to enjoy that wonderful presence in his ass.
The man lifted the other up slightly and pushed up. Their tongues still tangled, they began fucking wildly, hips slamming up and down hard, bodies grinding violently to get the maximum pressure and pleasure.
The boy pulled his lips away, panting. He slid his hands onto the neck and licked at it. “Please!” He moaned as the cock jerked deep within him. “Please!” It rammed against his nub. “Please!” It slammed hard into him. “Please!” It battered his passage.
“Please!... Please!...Please!...Please!...Please!..Please!..Please!..Please! Please! Please! Please! Please! Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple-Ple!” He threw his head back, shuddering helplessly, mouth silently screaming “PLLLLLEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAASSSSSSSSSSSSSEEEEEEEEE!”
“Come.” The voice commanded and the boy obeyed.
He spurted forcefully and slumped down, chest heaving, ass still clamped around the thick dick. He gasped for breath as he was thumped into and hot fluid splattered into him.
Abruptly waking, the boy thought, Not again! and took care of his aching cock.
--Hope that tracks for you - I tried a slightly different approach. SP