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Silver and Gold 28/? DH Spoilers
SPOILERS FOR DH
Title: Silver and Gold 28/?
Author: Eriador117
Rating: NC-17, Snape/Harry
Spoilers up to and including Deathly Hallows
Summary: Things are never quite what they seem. Epilogue, what epilogue? ;)
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I'm just playing in it.
Beta'd by Rakina, many thanks :)
Warnings: AU, Angst, Mpreg. There are some other things I am not warning for as it will give away the plot and I myself don't exactly know where the story is going yet. I think it might also be D/s later.
A/N: This will be the last part for a while, but it isn't abandoned. I have some deadline fics due for a few fests so I'm going to be concentrating on them for the time being, but I will get back to this one :)
Earlier Parts
Part Twenty Eight
Part 28
Harry didn't know how long he'd been crying into his pillow before he heard the knock on his door. He sat up, hugging the damp pillow to his chest as if to ward off intruders. Harry had left Severus' quarters so late that hardly anyone had been in the common room so he didn't think Ron had seen how upset he was. It would be just like Ron to use this as an excuse for not accepting Harry's relationship.
"Who is it?" Harry called, hastily wiping his face and hopping down from his four-poster. He tried to repress the hope that it was Severus come to see if he was all right, but deep down Harry knew it was a futile hope. He was being punished for disobeying and God, was it a punishment.
"Harry? It's Neville. Are you all right? You seemed a bit upset when you came back."
Harry opened the door and let his friend in, before promptly bursting into tears again. It didn't help that he'd taken his dose of contraceptive potion that morning and the hormones always made him react badly.
"Oh, Neville! It was a-a-awful!" Harry sobbed. "I don't think I can do this!" Harry wailed and sank down by the foot of his bed, leaning his back against it.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Neville asked gently, sitting down beside him.
Harry waited for a few moments until he'd stopped crying and could finally manage a coherent sentence. "I - I disobeyed and he punished me," Harry admitted. "But afterwards, he didn't even look at me or touch me. He never even kissed me tonight. It felt awful." It felt as if Ron had been right all along and Severus had only wanted him for sex. But that couldn't be right, could it? They were getting married! It had to mean more than sex, didn't it? "I - I felt used."
"Harry, you've got to tell him how you feel."
"How can I? He's supposed to be the Master! It doesn't matter what I want, does it?"
"Of course it does! You're the one in control, Harry. He can only dominate you because you gave him permission to. If you still want him to be your Master but you're really uncomfortable with something, either use your word or have a discussion with him. Just ask for permission to speak freely and explain why it bothered you. He'll want to know, Harry. You can't keep doing things you don't feel comfortable doing or you'll end up resenting the relationship and maybe even resenting him for making you do it. Did you have a contract?"
"Yes, but this wasn't mentioned."
"There's always room for negotiation, Harry. You're in this together. You're his submissive, not his slave. I think he'd want you to tell him if something was bothering you this much."
"Thanks, Neville. I'm sorry to bother you with all this stuff."
"It's not a bother, what are friends for?" Neville grinned at him and Harry felt his heart lift. It would be all right. He would talk to Severus tomorrow and clear the air.
***
Harry had a free period just before lunch and spent the time wondering how he was going to broach the subject of what had happened last night. He'd decided to seek Severus out in his office during the lunch break as Harry knew he wouldn't manage to last through until the evening. He ate lunch first then followed Severus upstairs; Harry knew Severus sometimes marked work or set lesson plans after his lunch.
Severus was waiting for him at the top of the stairs in the Defence classroom. "Come in, Harry. I was expecting you."
As soon as the door shut, Harry sank to his knees and bowed his head. "Permission to speak freely, Master?"
"Of course. You can get up off the floor, pet," said Severus sitting down on the sofa and patting his lap. Harry wasn't sure that he would deserve the treat of sitting in his Master's lap once Severus heard what he was going to say, but he was going to take the comfort it offered anyway. Harry sat down across Severus' lap and rested his head against Severus' shoulder. Severus pushed his fringe away from his forehead and caressed the skin there. "What is it, Harry?"
"It's about last night; the punishment when I came after you'd forbidden me to. Severus, I can handle most things, but I can't handle not being touched. The Dursleys never touched me unless it was to hit me and I'd never been hugged until third year. You making me lick your clothes clean, that didn't bother me and I'd expected to be punished for disobeying, but you not even touching me or kissing me afterwards, that really hurt and I don't think I can handle that. I love you, Severus, but last night it felt as if you were using me, as if you only wanted the sex and nothing more. I know that isn't true, but it's how I felt."
"Harry, if you want to leave the submission behind, we can do that."
"I still want you to be my Master, Severus, but I just need to be touched too, even if I have done something wrong."
"Thank you for telling me this, Harry."
"You're not angry with me for speaking out?"
"No, if something really isn't to your liking, I need to know. It's a Dom's responsibility to look after his sub but I can't do that properly if you don't tell me what you need. You could have used your word last night, Harry; why didn't you?"
Harry shrugged, not looking at him.
"That isn't an answer, Harry."
"I - I didn't want you to think I couldn't handle it. It was only our first session and I didn't want to disappoint you."
"Harry, you being uncomfortable and not using your word, that's what disappoints me. I will be pushing your limits, but you need to tell me when those limits are reached."
"I'm sorry, Severus. You will have to punish me for that, won't you?"
"I will. We have time now. Undress, then I want you to come back and lie face down on my lap."
"Yes, Master," said Harry, sliding off Severus' lap and undressing in record time. Severus was trying his best to look stern, but it seemed as if he was trying not to smile as Harry stood in front of him, his cock pointing straight at his Master. Harry lay down across Severus' lap, his legs and his head resting on the sofa cushions; the fabric of Severus' robes prickling the skin of his abdomen and groin.
"Ten should do it," said Severus. "You will call out each number and afterwards you will thank me for your punishment. You may be vocal, but you are not to come, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," said Harry, wishing Severus hadn't added that bit about not coming. Harry still wasn't so sure he could control his reactions when Severus touched him. It was as if his body was attuned to every inch of Severus' and it didn't really matter whether Harry himself was being touched. Just sucking Severus off last night had Harry coming so hard he saw stars without his own cock even being touched at all.
Harry heard a whistle of air just before Severus' palm landed on his buttocks. The pain wasn't as bad as anything the Dursleys had done to him, but it knocked the breath from him for a second. "O -one," gasped Harry just as the second blow landed right on the same position as the first had. "Two!" His arse was stinging now and by five he was really feeling a burn on his skin. His cock was hard and throbbing, trapped between his abdomen and Severus' legs but Harry tried to ignore that sensation completely and concentrated on feeling the pain in his arse and nothing else. He wouldn't disappoint his Master again.
Again and again his Master's hand came down and by end of it Harry was sobbing the numbers out. "Ten! Ten!"
The next time Severus' hand came down it was to caress the flesh he'd just spanked.
"Thank you, Master," said Harry as his sobbing eased off and he felt those wonderful fingers on his skin. He'd missed that so much last night.
"Accio salve." Harry lifted his head to see the jar slap into Severus' hands. "This will take the edge out of the sting, Harry, but there should still be a bit of tenderness there. Or I have another which will heal it completely."
Harry angled his head round. "No, Master. I'd like the reminder."
"Very well," said Severus as he dipped his fingers in the gel and began to smooth it over Harry's arse cheeks.
"Ohhhh," he moaned as he felt his skin cooling almost at once, which made his cock perk up again too.
"And you didn't come," said Severus, whispering against Harry's back, his fingers still tracing patterns on his arse. "I think you deserve a reward for being such a good boy today." Once Severus had finished with the salve, he turned Harry over so that he was sitting on Severus' lap again; this time with Harry's back pulled flush against his chest.
Harry groaned deep in his throat when Severus wrapped his hand around Harry's leaking prick. Severus' hands were so much bigger and so much more experienced that Harry felt his head swim. "Would you like to come, Harry? Would you like me to make you come?"
"If - if it's allowed, Master," said Harry, lowering his neck and feeling Severus' lips kiss him there. He shuddered with desire.
"Good answer, pet," said Severus. "Widen your legs."
Harry obeyed at once, the position feeling a little precarious, but he knew his Master wouldn't let him fall. One arm wrapped firmly around Harry's chest while the other hand stroked Harry in a maddeningly slow rhythm. Harry arched his hips, trying to get more pressure on his cock. His balls felt as if they were about to explode at any minute. He needed to come so badly! "Please!" Harry begged. "Please, Master!" Harry's stomach jolted as Severus brought him to the edge again and again with those wonderful hands but still not enough to let him fall over it.
"Oh God! Let me! Master! Let me come! Please!!" wailed Harry.
"My beautiful boy," Severus whispered in his ear before biting lightly on his shoulder. "Come for me, Harry. Come for me now."
Harry bucked his hips into Severus' hands as the pleasure soared through him and he felt his cock pulsing with white-hot heat. "Master! Master!" he shrieked as he shot jets of pearl over Severus' hand and his own chest and thighs. Severus didn't ease off his strokes; he kept squeezing and pressing until Harry felt as if he'd been drained dry. Harry collapsed against his Master, his legs feeling more like rubber than anything made of flesh and bone. His cock was still twitching within Severus' hand even though there was nothing left to come out.
Severus let go of Harry's cock and tugged him around so that he was sitting astride Severus' lap. "I love you, Harry," said Severus. "Even if I don't say it as often as I should, remember that I love you." Severus pulled Harry's head down and kissed him long and deep on the mouth.
When he pulled away, both of them were gasping for breath and Harry was getting hard again. Severus caressed his cock and kissed Harry again. "The bell's about to ring," said Severus. "Much as I would love to stay and continue, you know we can't."
"I know, Master. I'm sorry I didn't get to make you come."
"We will have plenty of other opportunities, Harry. You're mine forever now." Severus lifted up Harry's left hand and kissed his betrothal ring and the skin around it.
"Forever," agreed Harry, his heart singing.
TBC
SPOILERS FOR DH
Title: Silver and Gold 28/?
Author: Eriador117
Rating: NC-17, Snape/Harry
Spoilers up to and including Deathly Hallows
Summary: Things are never quite what they seem. Epilogue, what epilogue? ;)
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I'm just playing in it.
Beta'd by Rakina, many thanks :)
Warnings: AU, Angst, Mpreg. There are some other things I am not warning for as it will give away the plot and I myself don't exactly know where the story is going yet. I think it might also be D/s later.
A/N: This will be the last part for a while, but it isn't abandoned. I have some deadline fics due for a few fests so I'm going to be concentrating on them for the time being, but I will get back to this one :)
Earlier Parts
Part Twenty Eight
Part 28
Harry didn't know how long he'd been crying into his pillow before he heard the knock on his door. He sat up, hugging the damp pillow to his chest as if to ward off intruders. Harry had left Severus' quarters so late that hardly anyone had been in the common room so he didn't think Ron had seen how upset he was. It would be just like Ron to use this as an excuse for not accepting Harry's relationship.
"Who is it?" Harry called, hastily wiping his face and hopping down from his four-poster. He tried to repress the hope that it was Severus come to see if he was all right, but deep down Harry knew it was a futile hope. He was being punished for disobeying and God, was it a punishment.
"Harry? It's Neville. Are you all right? You seemed a bit upset when you came back."
Harry opened the door and let his friend in, before promptly bursting into tears again. It didn't help that he'd taken his dose of contraceptive potion that morning and the hormones always made him react badly.
"Oh, Neville! It was a-a-awful!" Harry sobbed. "I don't think I can do this!" Harry wailed and sank down by the foot of his bed, leaning his back against it.
"Do you want to talk about it?" Neville asked gently, sitting down beside him.
Harry waited for a few moments until he'd stopped crying and could finally manage a coherent sentence. "I - I disobeyed and he punished me," Harry admitted. "But afterwards, he didn't even look at me or touch me. He never even kissed me tonight. It felt awful." It felt as if Ron had been right all along and Severus had only wanted him for sex. But that couldn't be right, could it? They were getting married! It had to mean more than sex, didn't it? "I - I felt used."
"Harry, you've got to tell him how you feel."
"How can I? He's supposed to be the Master! It doesn't matter what I want, does it?"
"Of course it does! You're the one in control, Harry. He can only dominate you because you gave him permission to. If you still want him to be your Master but you're really uncomfortable with something, either use your word or have a discussion with him. Just ask for permission to speak freely and explain why it bothered you. He'll want to know, Harry. You can't keep doing things you don't feel comfortable doing or you'll end up resenting the relationship and maybe even resenting him for making you do it. Did you have a contract?"
"Yes, but this wasn't mentioned."
"There's always room for negotiation, Harry. You're in this together. You're his submissive, not his slave. I think he'd want you to tell him if something was bothering you this much."
"Thanks, Neville. I'm sorry to bother you with all this stuff."
"It's not a bother, what are friends for?" Neville grinned at him and Harry felt his heart lift. It would be all right. He would talk to Severus tomorrow and clear the air.
***
Harry had a free period just before lunch and spent the time wondering how he was going to broach the subject of what had happened last night. He'd decided to seek Severus out in his office during the lunch break as Harry knew he wouldn't manage to last through until the evening. He ate lunch first then followed Severus upstairs; Harry knew Severus sometimes marked work or set lesson plans after his lunch.
Severus was waiting for him at the top of the stairs in the Defence classroom. "Come in, Harry. I was expecting you."
As soon as the door shut, Harry sank to his knees and bowed his head. "Permission to speak freely, Master?"
"Of course. You can get up off the floor, pet," said Severus sitting down on the sofa and patting his lap. Harry wasn't sure that he would deserve the treat of sitting in his Master's lap once Severus heard what he was going to say, but he was going to take the comfort it offered anyway. Harry sat down across Severus' lap and rested his head against Severus' shoulder. Severus pushed his fringe away from his forehead and caressed the skin there. "What is it, Harry?"
"It's about last night; the punishment when I came after you'd forbidden me to. Severus, I can handle most things, but I can't handle not being touched. The Dursleys never touched me unless it was to hit me and I'd never been hugged until third year. You making me lick your clothes clean, that didn't bother me and I'd expected to be punished for disobeying, but you not even touching me or kissing me afterwards, that really hurt and I don't think I can handle that. I love you, Severus, but last night it felt as if you were using me, as if you only wanted the sex and nothing more. I know that isn't true, but it's how I felt."
"Harry, if you want to leave the submission behind, we can do that."
"I still want you to be my Master, Severus, but I just need to be touched too, even if I have done something wrong."
"Thank you for telling me this, Harry."
"You're not angry with me for speaking out?"
"No, if something really isn't to your liking, I need to know. It's a Dom's responsibility to look after his sub but I can't do that properly if you don't tell me what you need. You could have used your word last night, Harry; why didn't you?"
Harry shrugged, not looking at him.
"That isn't an answer, Harry."
"I - I didn't want you to think I couldn't handle it. It was only our first session and I didn't want to disappoint you."
"Harry, you being uncomfortable and not using your word, that's what disappoints me. I will be pushing your limits, but you need to tell me when those limits are reached."
"I'm sorry, Severus. You will have to punish me for that, won't you?"
"I will. We have time now. Undress, then I want you to come back and lie face down on my lap."
"Yes, Master," said Harry, sliding off Severus' lap and undressing in record time. Severus was trying his best to look stern, but it seemed as if he was trying not to smile as Harry stood in front of him, his cock pointing straight at his Master. Harry lay down across Severus' lap, his legs and his head resting on the sofa cushions; the fabric of Severus' robes prickling the skin of his abdomen and groin.
"Ten should do it," said Severus. "You will call out each number and afterwards you will thank me for your punishment. You may be vocal, but you are not to come, do you understand?"
"Yes, sir," said Harry, wishing Severus hadn't added that bit about not coming. Harry still wasn't so sure he could control his reactions when Severus touched him. It was as if his body was attuned to every inch of Severus' and it didn't really matter whether Harry himself was being touched. Just sucking Severus off last night had Harry coming so hard he saw stars without his own cock even being touched at all.
Harry heard a whistle of air just before Severus' palm landed on his buttocks. The pain wasn't as bad as anything the Dursleys had done to him, but it knocked the breath from him for a second. "O -one," gasped Harry just as the second blow landed right on the same position as the first had. "Two!" His arse was stinging now and by five he was really feeling a burn on his skin. His cock was hard and throbbing, trapped between his abdomen and Severus' legs but Harry tried to ignore that sensation completely and concentrated on feeling the pain in his arse and nothing else. He wouldn't disappoint his Master again.
Again and again his Master's hand came down and by end of it Harry was sobbing the numbers out. "Ten! Ten!"
The next time Severus' hand came down it was to caress the flesh he'd just spanked.
"Thank you, Master," said Harry as his sobbing eased off and he felt those wonderful fingers on his skin. He'd missed that so much last night.
"Accio salve." Harry lifted his head to see the jar slap into Severus' hands. "This will take the edge out of the sting, Harry, but there should still be a bit of tenderness there. Or I have another which will heal it completely."
Harry angled his head round. "No, Master. I'd like the reminder."
"Very well," said Severus as he dipped his fingers in the gel and began to smooth it over Harry's arse cheeks.
"Ohhhh," he moaned as he felt his skin cooling almost at once, which made his cock perk up again too.
"And you didn't come," said Severus, whispering against Harry's back, his fingers still tracing patterns on his arse. "I think you deserve a reward for being such a good boy today." Once Severus had finished with the salve, he turned Harry over so that he was sitting on Severus' lap again; this time with Harry's back pulled flush against his chest.
Harry groaned deep in his throat when Severus wrapped his hand around Harry's leaking prick. Severus' hands were so much bigger and so much more experienced that Harry felt his head swim. "Would you like to come, Harry? Would you like me to make you come?"
"If - if it's allowed, Master," said Harry, lowering his neck and feeling Severus' lips kiss him there. He shuddered with desire.
"Good answer, pet," said Severus. "Widen your legs."
Harry obeyed at once, the position feeling a little precarious, but he knew his Master wouldn't let him fall. One arm wrapped firmly around Harry's chest while the other hand stroked Harry in a maddeningly slow rhythm. Harry arched his hips, trying to get more pressure on his cock. His balls felt as if they were about to explode at any minute. He needed to come so badly! "Please!" Harry begged. "Please, Master!" Harry's stomach jolted as Severus brought him to the edge again and again with those wonderful hands but still not enough to let him fall over it.
"Oh God! Let me! Master! Let me come! Please!!" wailed Harry.
"My beautiful boy," Severus whispered in his ear before biting lightly on his shoulder. "Come for me, Harry. Come for me now."
Harry bucked his hips into Severus' hands as the pleasure soared through him and he felt his cock pulsing with white-hot heat. "Master! Master!" he shrieked as he shot jets of pearl over Severus' hand and his own chest and thighs. Severus didn't ease off his strokes; he kept squeezing and pressing until Harry felt as if he'd been drained dry. Harry collapsed against his Master, his legs feeling more like rubber than anything made of flesh and bone. His cock was still twitching within Severus' hand even though there was nothing left to come out.
Severus let go of Harry's cock and tugged him around so that he was sitting astride Severus' lap. "I love you, Harry," said Severus. "Even if I don't say it as often as I should, remember that I love you." Severus pulled Harry's head down and kissed him long and deep on the mouth.
When he pulled away, both of them were gasping for breath and Harry was getting hard again. Severus caressed his cock and kissed Harry again. "The bell's about to ring," said Severus. "Much as I would love to stay and continue, you know we can't."
"I know, Master. I'm sorry I didn't get to make you come."
"We will have plenty of other opportunities, Harry. You're mine forever now." Severus lifted up Harry's left hand and kissed his betrothal ring and the skin around it.
"Forever," agreed Harry, his heart singing.
TBC