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DD 05 - Everybody needs a hobby

By: ejab
folder Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 1
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Disclaimer: 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.

DD 05 - Everybody needs a hobby

Title: Everybody needs a hobby.
Author: ejab
Pairing: SS/HP (SB, RL and LM also play their part)
Word count: 1000
Rating: NC-17
Summary: Severus has found a new hobby. Sirius is not happy about it.
Kinks chosen: boot fetish and blow job.
Warnings: see kinks and the rating.
Author’s Notes: a warm ‘thank you’ for my betas silentpawz and Sparky. Written for the Daily Deviant BDSM Community.


1/1

“You look beautiful.” Severus’ eyes roamed over the naked body of the kneeling shape in front of him. “You want your reward now, don’t you?”

“As long as I can worship you, Master.” Not able to hide the lust in his voice, Harry stared at the boots in front of him he so desperately longed for.

Severus nodded. “Do it.”

“Thank you, Master.” Harry began kissing the revered boots, not able to suppress a moan.

“Good boy. That’s it. No holding back.” Severus’ hand caressed Harry’s back.


Sirius stumbled into the kitchen, slumped down on a chair and poured himself some coffee.

“Good morning, Sirius.”

“Piss off.”

“Nightmares again?” Remus gave his friend a worried look. “Really, Sirius. I wish you’d go see a healer. I’m sure there is a trained professional skilled enough to help you deal with the aftermaths of Azkaban.”

“I’m not dreaming about Azkaban,” Sirius snapped, scratching the stubbles on his chin.

“Oh, I was under the impression-“ Remus’ worries increased. “What are you dreaming about then?”

Sirius shrugged, avoiding eye contact.

“Maybe it will help you if you felt safe?” Remus suggested. “Maybe a part of you subconsciously still feels trapped and haunted? I could hold you while you sleep.”

“Don’t be ridi- “ Sirius stopped to think it over. After four nights without sleep he was willing to try just about anything. “Think that would work? Would you do that for me?”

“Of course! We could try now, if you’d like? Unless you do not want to sleep now?”

“Oh yes, I do. I want to sleep today, tomorrow and the day after. Couch or bed?”

“Where ever you feel most comfortable.”

“Bed.”

Ten minutes later they were lying on top of Sirius’ bed. Remus pulled his friend close, pressing his head down on his own chest.

He chuckled. “You do know that I’m not gay, don’t you?”

Sirius snorted. “Could have fooled me.”

“All right, just relax now. I will keep you safe. Go to sleep.” Remus covered his friend and himself with the blanket and smiled as he felt Sirius slowly relax and close his eyes.


Harry licked the left boot and kissed the toe, his saliva leaving tiny bubbles on the shiny surface.

“You want more, my pet?” Severus whispered.

The answer was a lustful groan, followed by a surprised gasp as hot pain dripped on his back.
More hot drips burned his skin. Harry’s hips jerked forward.

“Ah ah ah.” Severus threw the candle to the side as he pulled the boy’s head up by his hair.

“Forgive me, Master.” Harry cast his eyes down.

“ Mmm.” Fingers caressed the scar for a moment before they withdrew. “Show yourself, Harry. I want to see all of you.”

Harry smiled a shy smile. Not without pride, he straightened his back, making sure his Master had a perfect view of the front of his naked body.

“So beautiful.” Severus licked his lips as he brought his cock in front of the boy’s mouth.

“Suck my cock, Harry. Suck my cock, my little whore.”

Harry gave his Master a look of worship and a radiant smile. His lips eagerly closed around the hard cock.

Severus grabbed the boy’s head and dictated the rhythm. Harry moaned, obviously loving what he was doing.

Severus watched a bit more, then suddenly his head turned to the side.

“See that, Black? See the little whore your precious James has spawned?”


“NO! STOP THAT, YOU FILTHY – “

“Sirius, calm down. It’s all right, you’re safe, you’re h-“ Remus frowned as he noticed the wild, almost animalistic look in his friend’s eyes when he bolted upright and tried to slap something away.

“This is not happening, this is not – oh, Merlin... “ Sirius buried his face in his hands.

“Sirius?” Remus gently took the hands away, pulling him back down again. “Nothing happened, nothing can hurt you. Just go back to sleep. Come on, go back to sleep.”

“No, I don’t want t- “ Sirius struggled weakly.

“Shh, you are too tired. Sleep.” Remus started to caress his friend’s hair, smiling as he watched him give up his struggle, close his eyes and drift off to sleep again. The poor man really was exhausted.


“Yesssss, ohfuckyes, so good, so good.” Severus was thrusting into Harry’s mouth as hard as he could. “Oh, I’m – “

His hips bucked as he came with a shuddering groan.

“Good boy, good boy... “ Severus pumped Harry’s mouth several times more, then slowly withdrew. Harry looked up and smiled.

“You know what to do,” Severus said.

Harry lowered his head and carefully spat out the cum making sure it fell on the black boots.
After that, he sat back, begging his Master with his eyes.

Severus nodded. “Yes, you may. You have pleased me well.”

Without hesitation Harry licked all traces of come off the boots. Once finished, he leant back and sighed happily.

Severus chuckled. “You really love boots, don’t you?”

“Only your boots, Master.”

“Good answer.” Severus sat down on the bed, took the boots off and handed one of them over. “Clean the sole.”

Harry took the boot as if he was given the most precious gift on earth and started licking the sole. With dedication and lustful little noises. Then his eyes turned to the side and he gave Sirius a wicked grin.


“NO NO NO!!!” Sirius sat up with a jump before storming out of the bedroom, leaving behind a very confused Remus.

The bell rang.

“Sirius? Harry’s here. Come and drink some tea with us.” Remus found his friend in the attic, feeding Buckbeak.

“Right.” Sirius followed strikingly hesitant.

“You’re wearing shoes?! You hate shoes! What’s wrong with your boots then?”

Sirius stumped off, muttering “ Fucking Snivellus” under his breath.

“Er… ?”


“Enjoying your new hobby?” Lucius sat down on the bed, eyeing his lover with amusement.

Severus chuckled. “The man has such a deplorably weak mind; it almost takes the fun away. Almost.”