Rockstar

How luck for all of you! I have today off from work, so there might be a chance that I could write two chapters today. Let's hope that's the case! I'd like to thank everyone for their reviews! I will take a few of the suggestions into consideration-but I don't want to give to much of my ideas away for this story. I'd like to hear if people think this relationship with BDSM is good, or needs more improvement. I love criticism-it makes me write better. Enough of me talking! Here's chapter 4! And think of a new character I'm introducing, Matt, as Tommy Lee-but not really, kay? Just his attitude and stuff. The song I write about the band playing is Serial Killer by Slash's Snakepit. Can anyone tell how much I love Slash yet? lol.

P.S. If anyone has good ideas for chapter titles, please let me know for I suck at titles.

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Severus appeared at the studio, all his band mates already tuning their instruments. "Fucking shit." Severus growled grabbing his Les Paul harshly and swinging the strap around his shoulders and started to tune. His band mates all stopped in their tracks, knowing the man was in a pissed off mood. The guitarist often was-and they learned to tread on a thin line with the vampire. They had all been hexed to many times to learn not to mess with the man when he was in a horrible mood.

"Why the sour attitude Snape? Did that kid you took home last night not please you?" The only one of the group, besides Lucius that put up with Severus, and could dish out the same to the man, spoke, chuckling in his thick accent. His name was Vlad, no last name, a strong wizard like Lucius and Severus, though he wasn't a vampire. He came from Ukraine- Severus had been the one to recruit him to play the bass for their band. "Fuck off Vlad-let's get this over with. Lucius is not coming today, he's got a new pet." Severus played a few chords to check his sound. "We should take this time to practice the sound for the new song that bastard wrote, otherwise he'll throw another tantrum." The drummer, a muggle surprisingly, from the States counted out their beat before the band dug into the harsh song. The human had been in a few bands in the States, and was better than any other drummer Severus had ever heard. He wasn't to keen on the man being a muggle, but after many attempts, they got the guy to sign. His name was Matt.

The band practiced a few songs before going back to record the song Lucius had written. It was a dark and heavy song that showcased all of the members amazing talent. Severus enjoyed the difficulty of the song-of course Lucius would write something like this. He had a thing were he had to always test the members to make sure they were up to his own standards.Severus so sexually frustrated while he was playing, that he ended up break two strings during their practice. which made the man even more angry, and he cut practice short after he replaced his strings and recorded his part of the song in one go-it being rough and edgy with the sound that came from the new strings. It made the song more rugged anyways.

Severus left the band in the band in the studio, lucky for them without any jinx's or curses. All the vampire wanted to do was ravage his Harry till morning. He had wasted three hours in the studio, the hole time he could feel Harry's need and pain though the blood connection he made when the boy drank his blood. It was driving him mad.

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Harry looked wide eyed as Severus vanished in front of him. At first he panicked. The man had left him tied up and aroused on the floor of his apartment! How could he?! How long would he be gone! Harry wasn't sure he would be able to follow the orders the vampire had given him. His knee's and legs were already starting to shake, and the pain was starting to climb. But he had to. He was told to, demanded to. The raven haired boy gasped as his body twitched, causing the ropes to tighten in certain areas of his body that sent shivers throughout him. It was painful pleasure. Harry had never felt something like this before.

he lost track of time quickly, as it seemed that every two seconds another wave of pain would come through his body, only to be washed away with pleasure. He loved it. He just pleaded with himself for Severus to come back soon. He wasn't sure he would make it. Just as he was moaning out Severus name, he heard the cracking sound that meant someone had just apparated into his room. He prayed to the gods it wasn't Ron or Hermione.

Severus stood in from of his pet, looking rather pleased at the boy. Harry had followed his orders. The boy was in the same position he left him in three hours prior. But now the boy was trembling, his sin was flushed and had a gleam of sweat covering his lightly tanned skin. His mouth kept whimpering and gasping out his name. His, name-Severus. Severus walked to stand in front of the boy, reaching down to grip Harry's hair roughly as he pulled the head back. The guitarist had a wicked grin on his face as he capture those rosy lips with his own in a brutal sloppy kiss.

"Good boy. You did as told. Now...for your reward." Severus hissed, releasing Harry's hair with a shove and unzipping his pants. "Suck me." He ordered, pushing his erection at the boys open mouth. Harry complied, moaning as he took the man's huge cock into his mouth and began to lick and suck the man. Severus hissed as the feeling, grabbing the boy's head and helping him bob back and forth. He did this few a few minutes, before shoving the head away to move behind the gasping boy. He loved the view from behind just as much as the one from front. He slipped his wand out of his back pocket and slide it over a select few parts of the rope, cutting them and Harry's skin as well.

Harry let out a yelp at the pain the cuts caused, but still didn't move. He didn't want to chance losing his reward for obeying Severus. He couldn't bare it. He had taste the salty pre=essence of Severus, and it was so good. He didn't think he would like the taste, but it was like heaven.

Severus chuckled deeply at Harry's reaction, and at the sweet red fluid seeping out of the shallow cuts along the boys skin. He let his calloused hand run along the boys spine before resting his palm at the base of Harry's neck. He pushed hard, shoving the boy face into the floor, bending him at the waist. Severus licked his lips as he leaned over to lick up the blood that had started to slowly drip down the boy's body. It was so good-Severus let out a groan at the taste. He would never grow tired of this taste. He muttered a few spells, a cleaning and lubrication one as he slipped two fingers inside the boy. He was going to prepare him as little as possible. He wanted to fell the tightness as much as possible.

Harry was moaning wantonly, even though he was bleeding from his head now from being shoved into the floor with such force. It was so kinky, the way Severus was treating him. He was rough, but kind at the same time-always soothing the wounds he created after. "Sssseverusss...yesssss" Harry slipped in parseltongue again, without knowing.

That sent Severus over the edge. He pulled his fingers out replacing them with his hard dick in one shove. He pushed into the boy, almost completely unprepared, gripping Harry's bruised hips tightly. He groaned at the searing heat inside the boy pulling him in deeper, gripping him with such force the guitarist thought he would cum just from that.

Harry screamed in pain at being pushed into with only a little lube and fingers. Severus was so huge that he thought he was being split in two-the pain was so severe, he felt tears running down his cheeks, mixing with the blood from his forehead. But soon enough he was moaning.

Severus had felt the pain the boy felt, and hissed in pleasure. He pulled slowly out, pushing back in even slower. There was blood slipping between Harry's inner thighs now, but it was lovely. The guitarist would heal him soon enough. He kept this dangerously slow pace. A few times he angled himself to hit that bundle of nerves that sent Harry to the moon and back. After what seemed like forever, Severus couldn't take the slow pace anymore. And neither could Harry. He began to move quicker, faster. His hips moved in jagged movements, hitting the boy's prostate every time.

Harry was moaning, and cursing. "Fuck yesss!" He would say, at the feeling of Severus's nails digging into his hips. The faster pace was killing the boy, if he couldn't come now, he wasn't sure he would survive. "Please! Please let me cum!" He begged, wishing he could touch himself, but his arms were still tried tight behind his back.

Severus growled, his voice deep, dominated, feral, at the request; but he knew he was about to finish as well. The guitarist reached down between the boys legs, tugging the ribbon away and pulled on the Harry's thick blood filled erection a few times unmatched his thrusts.

Harry came instantly the ribbon was released, thankfully thinking enough to remember to call the man's name as he did. It was broken, and barely there, but the boy managed to say his name, spilling his milk into the floor and on Severus hand. Severus moaned at the sound of his name on Harry's lips as he came, it was so damn sexy. He moved his cum covered hand to the boys mouth, telling him to lick it clean. The feeling of the boy's delicate tongue on his fingers, licking his own semen, made Severus cum, and hard, into Harry's ass. He pushed deep into the young wizard, releasing his seed deep inside, and so much of it that it started to flow out, mixing with the blood on the boys legs as it trickled down his thin thighs.

Severus was breathing heavily, and so was Harry who had just finished cleaning the guitarists hands of his own semen. They stayed like this for a few minutes, before Severus pulled out, a heavy stream of blood and semen escaping. It was so hot-he would save this memory for his pensive for sure. It was so hot and sexy that he didn't want to forget it-ever. He watched the sight before him for a few seconds, before he felt the pain coming back to Harry. The boy had had enough of that to last a week, at least. The vampire cast a cleaning spell over their two bodies. He then cast another spell to ride the ropes tying Harry in place with his smooth, but now gruff voice from their sex; "Finite Incantatum".

Harry slumped to the ground, shaking and breathing heavy. He couldn't even speak-he was so worn out. That was the best sex he had ever had with the man so far-every time it seemed to get better with the guitarist. Severus scooped the boy up into his strong arms and carried him into the bedroom, placing him gently on the bed, noticing the gash in his head for the first time. He did feel bad for doing that, but the boy hadn't complained about their rough sex yet. He quickly cast a healing spell on the cut on his head, and the smaller one's one his back. "Harry...spread your legs. I need to heal you." He whispered softly to the boy, pushing strands of loose hair out of the teen's flushed face, as he kissed the spot were there used to be a gash.

Harry blushed, doing what he was told. The kindness Severus showed him was so nice. It was one thing the teen was starting to like about the man. So far-he had always taken care to care for the boy after sex. The teen nodded his head as he slowly parted his legs for Severus to heal him. He was glad the man was going to too-it hurt like fucking hell. But it had been worth it. For some reason, Harry felt more shy at exsposing himself like this, even though Severus had seen him naked many times already.

"Good boy.." Severus said softly, petting Harry's head before slipping between the boys legs to see how much damage he had actually done. And he was shocked-by the amount of blood that was still slowly seeping out, the boy should have been screaming in agony. This made Severus think that the boy had either a high pain tolerance, or he had been hurt much in his past that this was nothing. He hoped it was the first. The vampire whispered a group of healing spells, and a few preventative charms to make sure the boys inside continued to heal properly. The guitarist moved back up the bed to sit next to Harry, who had pulled a sheet over himself, it made Severus chuckle. Still acting so innocent.

"Here, drink this. It's a mild painkiller or my own concoction. It tastes better and is more effective." Severus said, pulling a small vile from his pant's pocket and handing it to Harry.

Harry eyed it suspiciously, he had a thing about potions. He only took them from Hermione, as he knew she was a genius at every subject, and would not botch a potion. But he did as he was told, drinking the liquid down. He waited for the yucky taste, but it never came. Instead he tasted apples. "...I didn't know you brewed potions." Harry said, smiling as he handed the bottle back. "...thank you for taking care of me..again." The young wizard said softly, looking up at Severus through his long lashes.

Severus smiled, placing the vile back in his pocket and zipping his pant's back up. "Of course. I used to study potions at University. I was planning to become a Potions Master if my band didn't succeed." The vampire said matter of factly, using his thumb to wipe away a small drop of the potion that didn't make it in the boys mouth. "There's much to talk about Harry, but first, you need to rest." Severus said in his smooth honey like voice, as he got up to leave.

"Wait! Don't leave me...stay here. Please..." Harry sat up in bed, looking at the guitarist with pleading eyes. He couldn't bare the man to leave him again. He had so much to ask him, he didn't want to sleep. "Please stay. I...I don't want to sleep. I want to talk with you, about...us." He said the last part quietly, looking away, hoping with all his heart that Hermione was right, and Ron was wrong about Severus only using Harry for his body and blood.

"You dare disobey me?" Severus said, turning to look at his pet, only to decided against it. Harry looked so scarred of him leaving, that the man couldn't possibly leave him. He let out a sigh, "Very well, but only until you fall asleep." He said, going back to the bed, laying down next to Harry and pulling him into his arms. "What would you like to know?" He said, cursing himself for his breaking of another rule: never tell anyone about yourself. He was going to let Harry know most anything he wanted about himself-he felt the boy was obligated, since he was his now. Which reminded him, he would have to tell and explain to the boy about that very soon.

Harry smiled brightly, snuggling into Severus's side. He searched his brain for what to ask first. He was so excited that he was going to get to ask Severus questions about himself! No one had ever been able to get anything out of the man, or find anything about him. "How old are you really?" Harry asked, looking up at the man, excitement in his eyes.

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Okays! Chapter 4 is done and up! I will work on Chapter 5 once I'm finished making and eating dinner. It'll be up later tonight! At least I hope it is! Please review!