Night entertainment

The disturbance in the wards wakes him. The front door closing and the sound of soft footsteps. Yet he doesn't move an inch staying on his side facing away from the door waiting. With his eyes closed he can pretend that he will be going to sleep for just a little while longer. A rustle of clothing perhaps a cloak being discarded? And the bed dips behind him, slender fingers raking trough his hair.

"Wake up love."

A gentile whisper but not one to be disobeyed. He can hear the steal in the tone.

Severus roles on to his back pulling his hands to lie by his face still covered by his blankets and a nightshirt. Alone the nights are too cold to sleep bare. A flick of the wand and the heavy blanket disappears leaving him lying covered only by the thin material of the shirt. He shivers as the cold dungeon air hits his skin twitching when a warm hand brushes his ankle just under the edge of the nightshirt.

"Shhhh, don't move love, do nothing unless I tell you to."

Severus wants to close his eyes and savor his own surrender. But he hasn't been ordered to do anything and even closing his eyes without permission will result in punishment. So he does the only thing he can; regulates his breathing and waits for the next order. It doesn't come for a while what comes are fleeing touches up his legs and across his chest an inventory of body-parts almost dispassionate...almost. It is the intensity with which he is scrutinized by which Severus knows that the touches are far from random or dispassionate, they are just a game a game of willpower and control. Finally a new order comes as needed and dreaded as the next touch.

"Pull up your nightshirt I want to see you love."

He moves his hands down careful not to touch himself and grabs as close to the hem as he can reach without moving the rest of his body. Then slowly he starts dragging the nightshirt up exposing himself. Lower legs, knees then thighs exposed...a finger starts to trace a path up his leg catching up with the hem of the nightshirt as it slides over Severus's pelvis to circle back trough rough pubic hair towards his cock. The potion's master gasps as a long nail scratches against the head of his cock before sliding in to the already leaking slit. Severus is as hard as he can be his cock training against the prison it has been caught in for a week. A simple plastic Muggle contraption the one-use plastic lock more then susceptible to magic...and yet Severus has suffered his confinement a week his cock half hard and pressed painfully against the edges of the rigid cage in it's arousal. He could have taken it off yes, had wanted to do so several times, but it would have ruined the game and even more importantly it would have stopped the ache. With the nightshirt now pulled up to his neck exposing his body completely Severus rests his hands on the pillow again. Warm fingers caress his tight ball-sack sliding between his thighs. A sharp pinch is the cue to spread his legs. There are a lot of voiceless commands Severus can follow but he wants the words. One finger slips down to circle his anus pushing against the muscle but not yet enter a hint of what is still to come.

"I've missed you so much love. I know it's only been a week but I've grown used to having you at hand all the time."

One finger finally pushes in to his hole in short demonstration of what exactly has been missed the most.

"I know what you want love. Lying there spread open for me like a whore. I'm going to use your tight ass
tonight. I'm going to give you what you want, make you scream."

A wand appears poking at Severus's ass until the tip slides in to his barely loosened hole the exploring fingers having left already. A whispered spell and his insides are coated with something sticky and slick as the wand is removed he feels it dripping out of his ass.

"Tighten you hole love. I don't want any of the lube spilling on the nice clean sheets. Keep it all in. I'm not going to stretch you any more then this so you better be real slick when I decide to fuck you."

He clenches his ass because he had been ordered to but a stray thought wonders wouldn't it be better to be taken raw? Slowly, painfully, ecstatically? The little bit of lube which has already spilled out is rubbed in to the guard muscle and then all touch disappears.

"I just realized love, you still haven't said hello to me properly...that just won't do. Remember don't move."

The weight on his bedside disappears only to reappear on his chest. Long powerful legs straddle Severus making it harder to breathe since weight how rests on his chest and surrounding him in intoxicating sent. Severus loves that sent even if he would never admit it aloud. He loves the taste even more, opening his mouth the relaxes back in to the pillow the sent of arousal coating his tong already. The sound of the zipper slowly being lowered, the sent of clean skin and musk increases and the velvety head of a cock teases over his opened lips. He laps at the sticky fluid remaining on his lips imagining it to be more.

"No!" Severus freezes with his tong still sticking out the anger is a surprise.

"I told you not to move! You will pay for that disobedience. Open your mouth."

Strong fingers grab his flesh and twisting viciously. As the scream leaves his mouth the thick cock finally fills it slowly, steadily He obeys his body tensing with anticipation and a hint of fear. His mouth open wide ready to be used, needing to be used but instead of the feeling of the cock before him pushing in to his throat there is the unexpected feeling of nails on his nipples, sharp edges digging in to sensitive sliding in to rest at the entrance of his throat. A second respite, a warning of sorts and with a hard thrust the cock sinks in to Severus's throat and all he can do is adjust and swallow around the hot shaft penetrating him.

"Close your eyes now pet. I want you to concentrate on pleasing me."

Severus almost wants to scoff that he always does but as if that fleeting thought had been spoken out loud his nipples were twisted viciously again making another scream vibrate against the cock in his mouth. Being able to close is eyes finally is a relief. He can just feel and listen instead of forcing himself to constantly meet the emerald green eyes. Severus can now enjoy the soft groans which his lover tries to suppress the cock swells in his throat and he swallows around it.

"Swallow it all love, show me how happy you are to see me again."

He moans eagerly, happily despite the fact that taking a breath is almost impossible his nipples were twisted a third time and as he screams for the third time his mouth is flooded with bitter seed. Blindly he laps at the spend cock after it slips out of his mouth cleaning and nuzzling it knowing that the attention will be very much appreciated. One hand still toys with a nipple while the other caresses Severus's head carting the fingers trough tangled sweaty hair. Despite the fact that he still had difficulty breathing Severus would love to stay his way his senses full of his lover unable to move forbidden to speak. The weight on his chest disappeared abruptly and his felt a body stretching out beside his own. He didn't dare protest or move the only thing Severus permitted himself was a moan or regret.

"Shhhh...I haven't forgotten my promise love. But you are going to have to wait a bit."

A hand closes around his caged cock again fingers deftly rubbing the head.

"Tell me how it felt to be bound all week."

He knows that the torment won't stop until his lover hears it all every sensation, every emotion. Torn between keeping still, keeping the lube from leaking out of his ass, the pleasure of another body at his side keeping him warm and the exquisite pain in his cock Severus stammers over the words.

They come out in a whisper things he cannot share when in control. He whispers about the pleasure of knowing that he is pleasing his love as he denies his own pleasure of the pain and frustration of a week in captivity. He tells of his needs asks for them to be fulfilled all the while being gently and lovingly tortured. Severus knows that release will be denied unless he bares all and in the dark with his eyes closed having surrendered to his lover suddenly it's not as difficult as he would have thought. Keeping his body still for example is much much harder then admitting to being capable to love.
His reward for the admission is the smaller body of his lover covering him like a blanket scalding where the cold dungeon air has cooled Severus's skin. His mouth is taken and Severus doesn't have to speak any longer just moan and whimper. His lover's cock hard again rubs against his still trapped one in slow hard trusts.

"I love listening to you speak love. Your voice has always made me hard."

Playful nips at his lips become biting kisses trail down to his chest. An irritated growl as the nightshirt still bunched up under his arms gets in the way. Their cock's are still rubbing together and Severus wonders how long he is going to be made to suffer.

"Don't worry love it won't be long now and you'll get your release."

The mouth traveling down his body murmurs some words Severus doesn't catch completely they could be endearments or curses he really doesn't care. The cock rubbing against his own is suddenly gone as is the heat of the body blanketing him. The cold air of the dungeon sends goosebumps all over his body making holding still very difficult and Severus cries out. Soft laughter greats his struggles to hold still.

"Pay attention love it's not yet time to scream."

Severus becomes aware that something is different. The pressure on his cock is gone, the cage has disappeared the very thing he has wanted since it had been closed around his flesh. Involuntarily his hips trust against the cold air now that he had been released his prick demanding friction. A sharp smack on his hit prevents it.

"I didn't tell you to move."

The threat of maybe not being allowed to come after all the careful preparations is almost physically painful so Severus holds still as much as he is able his limbs trembling from the strain. He is aware of his lover kneeling between Severus's wide open legs just sitting there looking at him. There is no reason to wait he wants to demand to be fucked having waited for it for a week. And that is exactly why he's still waiting. Another exercise in giving up control and so Severus waits silent and still.
The touch finally is almost unnoticed the head of his lover's cock brushing against Severus's strained hole.

"Let me in love"

Whispered almost to softly to hear. The pressure against his sphincter steadily increasing, breaching him, filling him, owning him in one thrust. Severus doesn't get time to adjust to the length inside him. He isn't sure if he would have taken the time if it had been offered. All he can focus on is the burn of the tight channel being stretched and the bumps against his prostate which make fireworks of pleasure go off in his brain. His legs involuntarily wrap around his lover's waist pulling him closer demanding more. Now that they are both finally where they want to be orders are irrelevant. Severus reaches out his hands finally finding his lover's flesh only to dig in to his flesh as a particularly hard thrust makes him scream.

"Come for me love."

His last coherent thought for a while is that his lover is trying to kill him. Deep steady thrusts and a rough hand unexpectedly closing around Severus's tortured cock are all which is needed. As much as he wants the pleasure to go on for ever it can't.
Severus comes arching off the bed as promised screaming...his lover's name.

"Harry!"