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An Interesting Scenario
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“You wanted to see me, Severus?” Harry stood at the door.
Severus took a moment to appreciate him. Never had he thought they’d end up being friends, much less lovers, and yet, after the war, Harry had somehow wormed his way into Severus’ life and heart. “Yes, come in, Professor Potter.”
Eyebrow raised, Harry moved inside, closing the door behind him. “You’re being very formal,” he said as he approached the desk.
“The door was open.” Severus smirked. “Now that we’re alone, I can…relax.”
“Ah.” Harry sat down across from Severus. “So, what was so urgent?”
Severus rose, moving around his desk until he was directly in front of Harry. Perching on his desk, he crossed his arms. “I’ve a theory I wish to test.”
“Do you? And what’s that?”
Severus watched Harry carefully. “There are times when we’re in this office where I’ve noticed you…eyeing my desk. Is there a reason for that?”
Harry’s eyes went wide. “Oh! I…well, the thing is, I—”
“You like my desk.”
Harry sighed. “Maybe.”
“You want me to fuck you over it.”
Harry pinched the bridge of his nose. “Been obvious, have I?”
“Perhaps it’s just because I’ve come to know you over the past few months.”
“Well, we don’t have to do that if it’s not your thing.”
“I have no problem with it.” Severus hummed. “Why did you think I would mind?”
“It’s just…we’ve never done anything too kinky, and, well, I’ve had this fantasy for a while.” Harry shrugged, looking away.
Severus raised an eyebrow. “A fantasy? Do tell.”
“All right.” Harry licked his lips. “In it, I’m still in school and I’ve done something…bad. You decided I need some discipline, so you bring me to your office and you, um—”
“Punish you?”
Harry smiled. “I don’t want you to beat me or anything, I’m not into pain. I just think it’d be fun for you to shag me over your desk.”
“I think that fantasy could be…accommodated,” Severus said, shrugging off his robes. He cleared his throat. “Now, Mr Potter, are you prepared to take your punishment?”
And, amazingly, before Severus’ eyes, Harry seemed to de-age, to morph into his seventeen-year-old self. “What am I being punished for?” he asked, tone insolent. “Sir,” he added with enough of a delay to convey disrespect.
“For breaking into my office.” Severus loomed over Potter. “What do you have to say for yourself?”
Potter shrugged, looking away.
“Get up.”
Expression wary, Potter obeyed.
“Brace yourself against the desk.”
Again, Potter did it, every line of his body radiating reluctance.
Severus whispered a word, and Potter’s trousers and pants slid down to his ankles.
“Hey!”
“Be still!” Severus sneered. “You have been nothing but trouble since your arrival in this school, Potter. You’ve been begging for this since you got here.”
Potter wriggled his arse. “I have no idea what you mean.”
“Sir,” Severus reminded him, coming up behind him.
Potter smirked. “There’s no need to call me—Ow!”
Severus slapped his other arsecheek. “Still wanting to sass me, Potter?”
Potter hung his head. “No.”
Severus smacked him again, fascinated by the colour blooming on Potter’s skin. “What was that?”
“No, sir,” Potter choked out.
“That’s what I thought.” Severus’ hand moved to his flies. “I’ve long believed in the adage about sparing the rod causing the child to be spoiled. But, since I suspect my hand would give out before your arse, I believe your lesson should come in an alternate form.”
“Sir?” Potter sounded uncertain.
“Spread your legs,” Severus said.
Potter hesitated. Severus waited. After a moment, Potter kicked his trousers and pants off and obeyed.