Control

Some smut because the next chapters will be plot heavy. I am not particulary satisfied with this chapter but the other option to posting it, was to let you go with only one chapter- and I wanted to spare me the whining. *winks*


Enjoy and tell me what you think!


Ladylancelot



Detentions


Severus sighed and then nudged Harry to get up, rising himself.


“Potter, come with me!”, he demanded and dutifully Harry waved to the other pets and followed him into the club.


Inside his lover headed into the huge hallway with the many doors, his steps so large that Harry had trouble to keep up. His mind was on over-drive remembering what Severus had told him about these rooms when they had been here the first time. A shudder of arousal and pleasure travelled down his spine settling in his once again hardening cock.


They turned to the right and a door opened when they approached, both entering. The oak door closed behind them and Harry peeked around trying it hide his disappointment when he took in the empty room. Nothing, no chains, no bed or recliner only white walls.


Severus slapped him on the back of his head lightly.


“Do not jump to conclusions,” he admonished and closing his eyes an arm chair appeared next to him and he sat down- as if on cue Harry happily flopped down next to him on the ground.


“Now Potter, what do you think this room could be?” he asked his gaze on his pet.


Once again the boy looked around himself trying to come up with an explanation on how this room could be of help for them to fuck. Eventually he faced Severus' impassive face.


“I do not know,” he admitted honestly, seeing no point in guessing. When Severus had been his teacher he already detested when students and Harry in particular tried to mask lack of knowledge with a guess.


Smirking slightly his master crossed his legs.


“You have been in a room like this before,” he hinted smugly.


Frowning Harry searched his mind for a suitable memory- when had been in an empty room before? That was supposed to serve a purpose. Suddenly his face brightened.


“The room of requirements,” he answered and was pleased when his lover nodded, padding his back in approval.


“Indeed, the room of requirements. This room creates your fantasies, in a way. All you have to do is concentrate and the room will recreate the scene for you. It is meant as a way to act out your desires.”


“So, this is what we gonne do? Like role-play?” Harry asked feeling another shudder run through his body as his mind came up with scenarios they could have fun in.


Severus nodded and suddenly gripped Harry's hair, tilting his head back.


“You have answered me back and I believe you deserve to be punished for that,” he whispered silkily, dragging his free hand down Harry's throat. “You have been a naughty pet Potter.”


Once again another ripple of desire swept through Harry's veins and the fear mingled with his imaginations to a wonderful pool of fervour.


The finger against his throat pressed a little deeper robbing him of his last breath.


“So, we are going to act up one of my fantasies and rest assured that during your time in Hogwarts I mused about possible ways to torture you extensively.” He leaned down and blew a wisp of air against Harry's heated cheek. “I told you not to give me ideas and you brought this on yourself with your constant cheek. But I promise you will enjoy it when we are done.”


He closed his eyes and concentrated on one particular scene that felt fitting and around him the room changed to his old classroom in the dungeons, complete with the stench that has rested in those room most of the time. He had changed into his black teaching robes and Harry wore his old uniform.


His green eyes were ripped open with fear and arousal and Severus used his leverage on the boy's hair to drag him up.


“Sit down Potter and take out a quill- you are going to write lines.”


Scrambling to his feet Harry sat down at the exact desk he had frequented in his detentions for seven years. Next to him was his usual bag and he got out several pieces of parchment and a quill. His hands were shaking but not with terror. No, his body was shuddering with desire and hunger.


Inking his quill he waited with baited breath for his 'Professor' to tell him what to do. Severus strode to the front of the room and over his nose he stared down, his black eyes flickering with the annoyance Harry knew so well.


“You will write down 'I will obey my master' a hundred times,” he snarled and gracefully sat down behind his teacher's desk, disappearing behind the Daily Prophet.


Pulling himself together Harry began and lost himself in his task until he noticed a shadow falling over him. Peeking up, he found the tall frame of his Professor looming down on him.


“That will be enough Potter,” he stated. “Stand up!” he demanded and returned to his chair.


By now Harry could not differentiate between the many emotions that travelled through his veins- fear, desire and excitement. He kept his eyes on the old wood of his desk waiting. Severus drew out the moment a while until he cleared his throat.


“Tell me Potter, what could you do to make up for your transgression?”


Not daring to look up Harry's mind raced with all the ways he could make up to his master. His voice was unsteady when he had made up his mind.


“I could pleasure you, Master,” he said quietly.


Severus chuckled. “Yes, you could I assume. Come over here!”


Without looking up Harry made his way to his master's side sinking down to his knees. Without another word Severus said down and raised a brow.


“Well, begin Potter! I do not have the whole night.”


Harry extended his hand and opened the first of many buttons, patiently undoing all of them while his own erection brushed against his tight pants quite uncomfortably. Finally he could brush the cloak to the side to reveal his lover's pants, that he opened, delighted when his semi erect cock sprang free.


There was already some pre come on the tip and he licked on it like on ice cream . He had pretty much come accustomed to the slightly bitter taste and without much ado he opened his mouth and swallowed as much of the length as he could. His lips applied gentle pressure as his throat muscles relaxed enough to take it in completely.


He could hear his lover groaning above him and his hand had curled into his hair, spurring him on. Trailing his tongue along the underside he flicked it around the tip until he swallowed the hardness again. To his surprise he was pushed off and forcefully crashed into the desk. The breath was knocked out of him and little stars fluttered in front of his closed eye lids.


Having gotten up Severus towered over him, a smug expression on his face.


“Undress!”


The boy fumbled with the button and fry of his pants pushing them as far down as he could without getting up and felt another tingle in his stomach. The tall frame of his lover was over him and he felt his erection brushing against Severus'. He moaned into his lover's mouth and entwined his legs around his torso, pulling him closer and intensifying the friction between them.


“That turns you one, does it not?” Severus growled into his mouth.


Beyond words Harry just pulled him even closer his body desperate to find release. His lover pulled away and placed Harry's legs on his shoulders, effectively raising his hips into the air. Forcefully his hardness pushed inside aiming for the prostate and Harry threw his head back cursing loudly. Pulling out and thrusting back in Severus tilted the boy's head to the side and nibbled on the sensitive flesh of his throat with his teeth.


Harry's balls tightened, a sure sign of impending orgasm and true enough he shuddered with pleasure as he come violently, his whole body going limp in the after glow. It took his partner only several thrusts more until he erupted into Harry, his body going rigid just before he found release.


The were breathing heavily and Harry was grateful that the desk and his master steadied him. Feeling a gentle hand on his cheek he looked up and smirked.


“Maybe you should have done that instead of letting me scrub cauldrons.”


Severus pulled him up with him.


“You would not have been ready back then. Now dress and we return home.”