A Matter of Proportions

Hagrid sighed as he strode into the darkened hut. His belly felt full and his head a little muzzy. For some reason the Gurg had wanted to share a drink or ten with him once he had finished this particular nightly sex session with Severus.

Fortunately, it had not taken long to finish the game. The Gurg could not hold his liquor. He may have been a giant, but unlike the Hogwart\'s groundskeeper he did not have a giant sized tolerance. Hagrid had drunk the Gurg under the table with little difficulty.

He tapped a small magic lantern that sat on a long wooden table by the door as he walked in. The light flared, which caused him to blink. At first he could not put his finger on what was wrong. His mind was still a little fuzzy from the drink. But after a moment of concentration he figured it out.

No Snape!

Not sure whether he should be worried or angry, he moved on into the room to be certain that his reluctant companion was actually missing. He had been sure to watch the somewhat unsteady Slytherin stumble back to the hut, just in case one of the other giants got ideas.

Where was Severus? Had he broken and run away because of what he and Hagrid had to do, despite the life debt? Or had one of the other giants snuck in and taken him to play with while Hagrid drank with the Gurg?

Fury coursed through his veins at the thought of one of those things playing with his pet! His body burned at just the idea that one of the giants might have touched \'his\' Severus.

The half-giant had snatched up the lantern and started to go in search of the Potions Master, when he heard a muffled moan. He followed the noise till he walked around the trunk near the far wall. Severus lay wrapped in a blanket, curled up in a ball and wedged tightly between the trunk and the wall of the hut like some injured creature in its den.

\'Poor lil\' thing,\' Hagrid sighed to himself. \'It ain\'t right fer \'im ter be hurtin\' an\' alone.\' Carefully, the half-giant lifted the trunk and, as quietly as he could, moved it back away from the sleeping man. The Potions Master stirred slightly, but did not wake.

After he had placed a thick blanket on the floor beside the comparatively tiny form, Hagrid slowly lay down beside him. He was fully clothed, and did not attempt to touch Severus. He just lay close by and waited.

After a few minutes, he edged just a little bit closer; he still did not touch Severus, only continued to wait with infinite patience.

He smiled as the smaller man moved instinctively towards the heat of his body. Hagrid was not surprised when he noticed that the other man was also fully clothed beneath the thick blanket.

With all the gentleness that he would use to hold a newborn rabbit, he placed his arm around the frightened Slytherin. He lay the black haired man\'s head against his chest so that Snape could hear the beating of his heart.

Severus\' taut body began to very slowly relax into his embrace. Hagrid sighed; this was real nice, being all snuggly with the Potions Master.


He did not want to hurt Severus the way he had. Did not ever want to hurt anyone really. But the other man had refused to be reasonable. This was what the giants required, and Hagrid would do whatever he must to complete their mission for Dumbledore.

Hagrid would do anything for Albus Dumbledore. Even if it meant Snape would have to take it up the arse before the drooling giants.

\'Sev\'rus likes men. When he were in school everybody always said \'e liked a good hard cock in \'im.\' Deep down Hagrid knew that his thoughts were mostly an attempt to soothe his own conscience. \'It\'ll be OK. \'e came every time we fucked. Well, \'ceptin that first un. But that were his own fault.\'

Severus moaned and clutched at Hagrid\'s rough coat. \'Yeh like it.\' His hands began to gently caress his delicate companion\'s shoulders, back, and thighs. He was pleasantly rewarded for his patience as Severus let out a sweet little whimper, and nuzzled his chest.

Unable to stop himself, Hagrid gently but methodically began to remove the slender Potions Master\'s clothes. He wanted to make love to the sexy Slytherin gently, and without an audience.

Severus was vaguely aware of his clothes being taken. At first he fought feebly, but even in sleep, he felt the overwhelming need to submit to those huge hands. In his half aware dream world, the Slytherin was back before the drooling giants. He stiffened as he felt the thick fingers move downward.

Meekly, Snape spread his legs. But instead of the expected feel of the mammoth cock pushing into his body, he felt the tickle of a tongue. He gasped and began to wriggle against the multitalented muscle that invaded his arse.

He bucked and cried out as the hot wet tongue left his arse and wrapped around his cock. He sobbed as his hips moved his cock in and out of that hot mouth. He cried out as he climaxed.

Severus opened his eyes as the bearded mouth captured his. He could taste his own seed, and look up into shining black eyes that burned with lust.

\"You\'re so pretty,\" whispered Hagrid. \"Let me make love ter yeh.\"

\"Make love?\" gasped Severus in sheer disbelief.

\"Please!\" Huge hands roamed over Severus Snape\'s body. \"I wants yeh now!\" He moved over the pale form, took his pink umbrella from atop the nearby trunk and used it to cast the relaxation spell. Then he quickly slicked his cock and pushed into the unresisting body beneath him. Hagrid\'s hips moved gently as he sought to stroke Snape\'s sensitive prostate instead of assault it as he had before.

For his part, Severus whimpered as his sex sprang back to life with the sensations of the huge cock inside him and that familiar yet strange feel of Hagrid\'s furry belly on his shaft. He gave up the fight, pitiful as it was, and moaned as he moved beneath the massive body, legs wrapped around Hagrid\'s thick waist as best he could.

Hagrid was delighted at the change. He continued to slide slowly, gently in and out accompanied by whispered words of love to the whimpering man beneath him. When he felt Severus clutch at his shoulders the half-giant kissed him.

Much to his chagrin Severus responded to the urgent kisses with building passion. It was as if his body had completely given in and accepted that he now had a third master.

Bowing and scrapping to Voldemort and Dumbledore were not enough for him, he needed one more person to submit to.

But there was more to it than the deference he showed his other masters. No one else could make him surrender so totally. Voldemort had hinted that if Snape so desired, there was a place in his bed. Dumbledore had also made his attraction known, but Severus had politely ignored the hints. Much as he enjoyed being submissive in bed, the thought of being taken by either of them, of completely giving himself over to one or, Merlin forbid, both of those powerful men, frightened him.

And fortunately for him, he was too important to each of the great wizards\' causes for either to press the issue.

And now, all choice had been taken away. Rubeus Hagrid was his true Lord and Master, and his body was enjoying it thoroughly. \"Come fer me!\" the deep voice commanded, Severus obeyed and pumped his shameful emission between them. Then Hagrid\'s seed poured into him.

The half-giant did not move for a long time, still buried deep inside him, as he held himself just over the limp Potions Master until they could both breathe normally.

Hagrid kissed him on the lips and snuggled down beside him. \"Love yeh.\"

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