hphalloween_mod (hphalloween_mod) wrote in hp_halloween, @ 2012-10-31 07:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | !2012, #slash, *starduchess, ^severus/harry, rating: nc17 |
Halloween Treat for Eriador117
Gift for: eriador117
From: starduchess
Title: Touch of Unease
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: sensual touch, hand job, master/slave relationship, 8th year fic
Summary: Harry fears touch as much as he dislikes Halloween. His master decides it’s time to change both these attitudes.
Notes: eriador117, I was so happy to see you sign up for the exchange and then to get you as my recipient! This little scene went through quite a few revisions, so I hope the final product pleases you.
The dungeon was cold to Harry’s bare skin.
“You are on time. Excellent,” came the deep, hypnotic voice of Severus Snape.
Harry shivered in trepidation.
When he’d promised him anything after the war, Harry’d made himself Snape’s submissive. Although they’d kissed a few times, he always backed away from more intimate embraces.
“I have become aware of your feelings on this night of Halloween and the shyness from touch which your parents’ deaths caused. This is unacceptable. You will endure my touch until you crave it.”
The threat trickled down Harry’s spine and pooled in his groin. “Yes, Master.”
He flinched when Snape kissed his pulse point and squirmed at the brush of fingers over his nipples.
“So much to undo,” muttered Snape. He spent hours touching Harry, caressing down his arms, licking his knees, massaging his bum, until Harry was writhing in need.
“Please, Master.”
Standing behind him, Snape wrapped his long arms around Harry and took him in hand, biting his neck as Harry shouted his release.
“A much better Halloween, yes? And now the second part of the lesson -- you need to learn to touch me.”
Harry shivered again, not quite as cured as he’d just believed.