Snapelike (snapelike) wrote in snape_percy, @ 2007-08-22 08:30:00 |
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Entry tags: | fic, lysa1 |
Fic: Interrogation in Courtroom Ten (SS/PW, NC-17)
Title: Interrogation in Courtroom Ten
Author: lysa1
Characters: Severus Snape/Percy Weasley
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: D/s, fist-fucking, come-play, humiliation
Compliant to: HBP
Word count: 1700
Notes: For viverras because she's a darling.
Summary: Courtroom ten in the Ministry of Magic have had many wizards tied up in its chair...
Interrogation in Courtroom Ten
'And you admit that you, by your negligence, have been a supporter of the Dark Lord?'
'No, I... I never intended to-'
'But that was the case, wasn't it, Mr Weasley? Your behaviour in this has been unacceptable.'
Percy Weasley stared at his prosecutor, wide-eyed. 'I am sorry, Professor Snape. I... I just did my job!'
'Yes, isn't it interesting how many sins have been committed using that apology to cover things up? In my opinion you need a severe punishment, Weasley. As hard as possible within reason.'
'But...' Percy Weasley moved in the courtroom's chair, restless, afraid. The chains and straps had not yet tied him up, so maybe the chair did not agree with Severus Snape's opinion?
'There is no "but", Percy Weasley,' Snape snarled at he stepped closer. 'There are but sins and omissions.'
'But...' Now Percy was shaking. The courtroom echoed from Snape's heavy boots hitting the floor; a sharp sound, menacing, just as the man himself. Snape was close now, Percy could smell him; a slight scent of fresh sweat, of herbs, of arousal. 'But...' he repeated.
'There are just sin and punishment, aren't there, Mr Weasley?' Snape purred and waved his wand. The chair began to move under Percy; the straps and manacles moved over him, sliding around his arms; the seat changed beneath him. Snape grabbed Percy's hair. 'And which penitential measures could be taken to assure your future cooperation?' He pulled Percy's hair hard, tilting his head back. 'What punishment will we see fit to make you obey and make amends?' Snape's voice was deep and soft, like a dark wine, or luscious velvet.
Percy stared out in the empty room for a little. He didn't know what to say. 'You could fuck me?'
'Mr Weasley, that is not a punishment, is it? I must say your inventiveness is sorely lacking. I fuck you when I want to. Having access to your tight arse is not penance, not judging from the way you sigh and beg and moan when I take you.' Snape pulled Percy's hair hard once more, and slid a thin finger over Percy's cheek, hard enough to leave a thin red line over the pale skin. 'Try again, Weasley, and I might reward you with my cock when we have been through your chastisement.'
'Yes, Professor Snape.' Percy looked down. It was hard to satisfy the professor when he was in that mood. There was no end to what Percy had done wrong, nor to what Professor Snape wanted to do to Percy when he demanded his submission. Percy loved it. He even loved Severus. He was often brutal and did humiliating things to Percy - but Percy did love it. Every moment of it. It was getting worse, even, since they had found out courtroom ten was almost always empty - and that it was easy to get get through the wards.
However, even if Percy liked - loved - what they did together, it was still hard for him to let go of his correct, stiff behaviour and let Snape do what he wanted with him. Even after three years as lovers. ''You could demand that I strip and crawl for you?' Percy trembled at the thought. He wanted Snape to watch him, to order him... watch him on the floor... Percy moaned. He was aroused by the mere idea of Professor Snape ordering him, humiliating him, demanding of him whatever demeaning action the Professor could think of.
'I think it is impossible to find something you feel as a real punishment, Percy. You are a pervert. Deviant.' Snape tapped the straps that had wrapped themselves around Percy's wrists. 'Get up from the chair, then.' Snape' s hard, black eyes flared, his lust and arousal was clear to Percy. 'Come over here.'
Percy stepped up to his lover. 'Yes...' he whispered. Tell me what to do, please.'
'Open your trousers and shove them down.' Snape leaned in and bit Percy's neck while the young man's hands were working to open the buttons. With shaking hands Percy pulled them down, they folded and created a pool of fabric around his feet. 'On your knees. Crawl for me.' Snape pushed Percy down, his knees hitting the stone floor rather hard. Percy groaned at the pain, trying to keep his face neutral.
Percy was a gorgeous sight, Snape thought. The firm arse so wonderfully tight around the plug that Percy had had inside him for hours now, it was clear that Percy was sore. He would be even more sore when the evening was over, though. He bent down far enough to get a hold on the base of the plug and moved it slightly in and out. Percy moaned loudly. Snape let go of the plug and pulled Percy's cheeks apart as far as he could. 'You look marvellous,' Snape groaned. 'You are so pretty with your hole widened like that.' He let a hand slide over Percy's white skin before he smacked it, not too hard. 'Now crawl. To the door and back.'
Snape watched as Percy crawled, slowly, trying to uphold his dignity. The boy did fine, despite of all Snape had done to make him fail to humiliate him further. Snape opened his own trousers. He was hard as stone, his cock had already leaked pre-come, and he moaned as he slid a hand over it. 'Now come back here and suck me.'
Percy tried to return as fast as possible, almost falling because of his restrained legs.
'Good boy.' Snape's hand slid through Percy's hair, gripping it tightly. 'Open up, you little slut. Take me in. Deep.' Snape's voice was menacing, it was clear he wouldn't tolerate any disobedience. He shoved his cock in, not caring whether Percy gagged or not. Percy knew very well what would happen to him if he did. Snape thrust in and out, pulling Percy's hair as he fucked his mouth. Snape paused. 'Move a hand between your legs and play with the plug! Fuck yourself with it.'
Percy whimpered. The large plug that had kept his hole open for half a day, ready for Snape to use, was definitely making him hurt. But there was no way around it, he knew that, when Snape commanded him to; the punishment would just be twice as bad if he denied. He pulled the base of the plug, crying out as it moved inside him. 'Please,please, please,' he murmured as he let go of Snape's leaking cock. It was almost too much, the dildo was too hard, to inflexible. 'Please?'
Snape's face grew hard. 'Then stop.' He tapped the chair with his wand and transformed it into a narrow bed. 'On your knees on the bed, and do not ask me for mercy again, for you shall receive none!'
Percy crawled up on the bed. He breath was shallow, he knew that whatever Snape would do, it would be worse. Only he didn't dare beg more. He would have to endure. He felt a pull as Snape got a hold of the plug and dragged it out of him, slowly. He whimpered, it was too much, almost worse than having it inside. 'Please?' he said again, the only reply he got was a slap over one buttock before Snape threw the plug on the floor. Then Percy heard the sound of a tube being opened and a moment after, he felt Snape's fingers at his entrance. 'I love you like this. Gorgeous,' Snape purred as he kissed Percy's cheek. Then there were fingers at Percy's entrance and the pain was excruciating for a moment as Snape's hand slid inside.
'Now tell me if this feels better,' Snape whispered, 'to have my hand up your delicious arse?'
'Yes... ' Percy almost sobbed. 'Oh, Severus... yes!' Percy couldn't hold back. The feeling of being full and taken and abused and humiliated was too much and he cried out, tears running down his face. 'Fuck me! Oh, lord... anything. I'll do anything.'
'Of course you will,' Snape said as he rubbed his knuckles over Percy's prostate. 'You are mine, remember?'
'Yes!' Percy's words became a litany of prayers and incomprehensible words as Snape fist-fucked him. Snape knew exactly how far out he could drive Percy before it was too much, and he stopped only when Percy was a sobbing bundle of need and arousal.
'Turn and remove your trousers,' Snape said, as he withdrew his hand carefully. Percy had been widened to his limit, ready and with his arse gaping open for Snape to thrust into, hard and without care.
Percy carefully did was he was ordered, and turned on his back, without being asked, dragging his knees up as far as he could. Snape whispered an incantation, and the bed tilted so that Percy's arse was exposed as much as possible, almost bending Percy over at the middle. Without warning, Snape (who had clearly used oil on his cock earlier) thrust into Percy's channel. Percy cried out as Snape's hands dug into his hips, his lover's body hard and merciless. The hard thrusts soon brought them both close to the edge, and Snape grabbed Percy's cock, milking it with a hard hand. Percy - in his sensory overload - couldn't hold back, and as it was, the angle of the bed made him come hard enough to splash large white stains over his own face. Above him Snape moaned, shallow moans, showing how aroused he was. He leaned forward, licking come from Percy's cheek. 'You dirty boy, I'll have to punish you even more next time!'
'Yes,' Percy sighed, and tightened his muscles as much as possible around Snape's large cock, enough to drive him into his orgasm as well.
Snape moaned and slammed forcefully up Percy's arse a couple of times and came hard, licking and biting Percy's neck. 'Oh lord,' was all Snape managed to say. 'You are going to be the death of me, boy.' He kissed Percy softly, and the loving look he sent him was vastly different from the hard, dominant look he had had on his face during their seance.
'I most certainly hope not,' Percy sighed, happy that his lover was satisfied with him. 'That would be highly irregular!'