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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Graphic_Depictions_Of_Violence, Underage
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J.K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Drama, Established_Relationship, BDSM
  Series:
      Part 2 of Spin_the_Bottle
  Collections:
      Ink_Stained_Fingers
  Stats:
      Published: 2003-03-27 Words: 3075
****** Spin the Bottle 2: The Fight ******
by Jean Tarin [archived by ISF_Archivist]
Summary
     A fairly typical lovers’ spat, followed by not-so-typical make-up
     sex. Yummy!
Notes
     This story was originally archived at Ink_Stained_Fingers, which was
     created in 2002 as a home for Harry Potter slash fiction. To preserve
     the archive, we began manually importing its works to the AO3 as an
     Open Doors-approved project in January 2015. We e-mailed all authors
     about the move and posted announcements, but may not have reached
     everyone. If you are (or know) this author or artist, please contact
     me using the e-mail address at the Ink_Stained_Fingers_collection
     profile.
     Author's notes: To all those who requested a sequel, and to Valerie
     for beta’ing both parts. Without her, it wouldn’t be NEAR as good.
Spin the Bottle 2: The Fight




  Severus sat in his favorite armchair drinking his strongest scotch. He still
  couldn't believe what Potter had done to him during Potions class today. How
  embarrassing!
  He was startled out of his self-pitying reverie by a soft knock on his
  chamber door. He briefly considered pretending he didn't hear, but knew that
  whoever it was would not likely give up easily. No one came to his chambers
  without a good reason. Pushing himself out of the comfortable chair, he
  stumbled to the door. "Who is it?"
  "It's Harry. Let me in."
  Growling, Severus unlocked and opened the door. "What do you want, Potter?"
  "Sev, don't be an arse," he said, pushing past the Potions master. "It was
  just harmless fun."
  "Fun? How is it fun to humiliate me in front of the entire class? Does it
  amuse you that the story will have spread throughout the school by breakfast
  time? Or that if word of this incident gets to the school governors I could
  lose my job?"
  "Calm down, Sev; it's not that big of a deal. It's not as if anyone noticed
  you kissing me back. They were too caught up in the fact that I kissed you in
  the first place."
  "Mr. Malfoy noticed. He'll inform his father the first chance he gets."
  "Malfoy's just jealous." Harry advanced on the older man, wrapping his arms
  around him. "He only wishes he could have what I've got."
  As Harry began licking his ears, Severus almost forgot to be angry. The other
  wizard had a way of doing that, diffusing their arguments through sex. He
  just wished he had the willpower to care at that point. "What would you have
  done if the bottle had pointed to someone else?"
  "It wouldn't have. I spelled it to stop on you." Harry laughed, "The silly
  thing had been spinning non-stop for more than three minutes by the time you
  walked in!"
  Severus hid his smile by attacking Harry's collarbone with his teeth. He was
  rewarded with a soft moan. As he continued to alternately nibble and lick his
  young lover's throat, his hands worked feverishly at the buttons on the other
  man's robe.
  "Sev," Harry gasped, "Oh, Sev, yes!" The talented fingers paused after each
  button to explore whatever flesh was accessible. They pinched the sensitive
  nipples, tugged at the thin chest hairs. Harry's arousal grew, pulsing with
  each teasing, stinging sensation.
  Severus stopped in his ministrations when his hands met bare hipbones. "Well,
  well, Mr. Potter. It would seem that someone has been running around 'au
  natural' all day. Such inappropriate behavior deserves . . . punishment."
  Harry groaned at the threat, and promise. He adored it when his lover felt
  the desire to 'punish' him. Severus had a way of blending pleasure and pain
  so perfectly that Harry could remain on the edge for hours before spending
  himself violently against the older man.
  Severus finished unbuttoning the young wizard's robes, stepping back to
  admire his prize. Large brown nipples jutted out from Harry's chest, begging
  to be abused. A thin scattering of soft black hair adorned his chest,
  becoming a sensual trail leading from his navel to his cock. The
  aforementioned cock was standing straight up, already leaking sticky fluids
  against his belly. Severus smiled, imagining the punishments he could devise
  for such a willing victim. "On your knees, boy. I shouldn't have to tell you
  how to behave."
  Harry, already breathing hard, dropped to his knees, spreading them shoulder
  width apart and grasping his arms in opposite hands behind his back. If he
  pleased his Master, the rewards were amazing. However, if he fought the
  orders or attempted to do anything that was against their rules, the
  punishments were fierce. Not that Harry didn't enjoy the punishments as much
  as the rewards.
  With a wave of his wand and muttered, "Accio clamps," Severus was holding his
  favorite torture device. He stepped close to his pet, catching each dark
  nipple tightly in the silver clasps. The muffled hisses of pain coming from
  the man on his knees served to further arouse Severus. Nothing excited him
  more than an anxious plaything.
  Harry tried not to cry out as Severus stroked his sensitive prick with a
  third clamp. This one, he knew from experience, would be much looser, while
  still tight enough to prevent him from straining away from his punishment. As
  the metal tightened around the slit on the head of his prick, he shivered. It
  was cold, as if Sev had been keeping it in the refrigerator rather than in a
  desk drawer.
  Severus left his prey, going to his bedroom. There, he collected a wide
  selection of favored tools from his beside table before returning to the
  sitting room. Kneeling in front of Harry, he licked his lips.
  Harry's prick leapt at the implications, tugging the clasp. The slight ache
  caused by the action only made him want Sev more, need Sev more. He tried,
  and failed, to hide his smile when he noticed what Severus was holding.
  "You seem to be enjoying this, boy. We'll have to do something about that."
  Before he'd finished speaking, Severus was snapping a ring above Harry's
  balls; a ring used to prevent ejaculation. The young wizard would not be
  allowed to get off until Severus was fully satisfied.
  The next item brought into his view was a y-shaped chain; a chain that,
  months before, Sev had charmed so that it would tug on the clamps when Harry
  misbehaved. Warm hands lightly caressed his chest and prick as the chain was
  fastened tightly to each clasp. Were it not for the ring, Harry would have
  cum just from the anticipation.
  Next Severus grabbed a wide leather belt, another one of his favorites.
  Folding it in half, he snapped it, delighted by Harry's straining away as
  much as the dangerous sound the belt made. "Don't move."
  Harry fought hard to remain still as Severus approached him, focusing on his
  lover's eyes rather than the frightful belt. He knew from experience that as
  soon as the first blow hit, his nerves would be overridden by lust. He also
  trusted Severus not to push him any further than he could handle. Right now,
  however, he was scared.
  Severus locked his gaze with Harry's, knowing that the young wizard was
  frightened. As many times as they'd played this particular game, Harry was
  always fearful at first. Severus reached out and caressed his lover's face,
  trying to put him at ease. He walked circles around the kneeling man, petting
  his hair and face. "Bend over, boy. I want you on all fours." Severus' voice
  was thick with passion, and his cock strained against his zipper, begging to
  be freed.
  Harry hurriedly complied, keeping his legs spread to allow Severus access to
  anything he desired, as the chain tugged lightly on the clamps. He took a
  deep breath. Severus was right behind him again and likely getting impatient.
  Harry hated feeling so childish. He knew that everything would be okay once .
  . .
  Severus swatted the belt across Harry's bare arse, just hard enough to leave
  a red slash. Another, slightly harder, blow soon crossed the redness. Moving
  upwards, Severus left another red x across Harry's back.
  Harry groaned, though not from pain. Desire had won out, and his erection
  leaked a steady stream of pre-cum as it bounced against his stomach. He
  moaned wantonly as two more lashes caressed his thighs. Then he felt his
  Master kneel behind him, breathing hotly across already enflamed skin. A warm
  tongue burned his skin as it licked the welts on his arse. Harry hissed,
  pushing back, trying to get the tongue inside of him.
  Severus sat back, admiring the red, wiggling arse in front of him. Harry had
  no clue how much he turned the older man on with his slutty displays. Severus
  had to fight hard not to simply grab that tight arse and shove himself deep
  inside. Instead, he removed his boots, socks, and robes; leaving him in only
  a pair of too-tight trousers and a white button-down shirt. These he would
  leave on until he could no longer stand teasing the young man.
  Harry stilled himself, wondering if he'd disobeyed by moving; the clamps were
  tugging lightly on his nipples and cock. He was relieved when Severus flipped
  him over, arranging him spread-eagled on the cold stone floor. Harry stared
  into the inky depths of Severus' lust-dilated eyes, thrilled by the power he
  held over this man, even at his most submissive.
  Severus crawled between the spread legs. He ran his long fingers up the
  muscled thighs, watching his pet's eyes half-close with longing. He bent
  down, first licking, and then biting an inner thigh, then repeating the
  action on the other one. This time he blew warm breath over the wet skin,
  causing Harry to shudder.
  "Please. Please, Severus."
  Severus smacked Harry's leg where the welts were still visible from his
  beating. "WHAT did you call me?"
  "Sorry, Sir. Please. Please, Master."
  "Please, what? Not that I have much desire to grant your requests after such
  disobedience."
  Harry groaned in frustration. "I need you, Sir. Please."
 "I think not. Perhaps, if you're good, I'll reconsider later." He stood and
  walked away, leaving his toy lying, thwarted, on the ground.
  Harry watched as Severus sat behind his desk, drawing a thick pile of
  homework to himself. When he grabbed his quill and red ink and began slashing
  students' hard work to bits, Harry knew he'd screwed up. Severus only ignored
  him when he'd been really bad. Usually, he just got a few extra licks with
  the belt or whip.
  Severus tried to concentrate on the parchments he was grading, but it was
  impossible with the brat sprawled out, naked, on his floor. This form of
  punishment was at least as painful for Severus as it was for Harry, but it
  was the only way the younger man learned. With a deep growl, Severus gave up
  any attempt at actual grading, and pretended, while rubbing his aching prick
  through his trousers.
  After what seemed like hours, but was probably less than ten minutes given
  Severus' impatience, Harry saw the older wizard get up from his chair. He
  quickly lay back, feigning indifference. His still-hard cock, however, belied
  his attempt.
  Severus unbuttoned and unzipped his trousers, finally freeing his dripping
  member. He pulled the pants just below his hips and straddled Harry, cock
  waving inches from the young man's face. "I think you've had enough time to
  consider your impertinence, don't you."
  Harry shook his head vigorously, "Yes, Master. I'm sorry, Sir."
  "Don't tell me, you daft boy, show me." Without any further warning he shoved
  his prick in his pet's face, silently demanding to be serviced.
  Harry was eager to comply, opening his mouth as wide as he could to allow the
  enormous appendage access to his throat. He gasped, and nearly choked, as
  Severus shoved himself in the warm hole, lifting his hips to ensure that the
  entire length was swallowed.
  Which is exactly what Harry did. Swallowing, moaning, and humming were his
  only defense against the hardness in his mouth and throat. He managed to lick
  the base of Severus' cock occasionally, drawing delightful moans from his
  Master.
  After tormenting Harry, and then ignoring him, Severus was on the verge of
  orgasm. He mentally cataloged Potions ingredients, trying to stave off the
  inevitable. When Harry's teeth got into the action, lightly scratching the
  sensitive skin on his prick, Severus grunted, and climaxed.
  Tangy-sweet heat flooded Harry's throat. He swallowed reflexively, trying to
  keep as much of the offering as he could manage. Despite his best attempts, a
  small amount of cum dribbled down his cheek, leaving a sticky trail. He
  continued to hum and swallow as Severus thrust down his throat, riding out
  the after-shocks.
  Temporarily sated, Severus lay atop his living doll, pressing his lips firmly
  to those below him. When the mouth opened to him, he licked the cavern clean,
  delighting in his own unique flavor. After breaking the kiss for air, he
  gathered the seed from his lover's cheek on his tongue before diving in for
  another sweet kiss.
  The metal chins digging into his chest and the throbbing against his stomach
  reminded Severus that he had yet to finish disciplining his toy. He thrust
  his hips experimentally, and was rewarded with a soft groan from the younger
  man. He lifted himself up, swatting playfully at the erection waving in the
  air. An evil smirk crossed his face as the cock jerked, tugging on the
  chains.
  Harry sighed, knowing that once Severus came, he could torment Harry
  endlessly before allowing the younger man release. He hoped the blowjob had
  been good enough to earn his Master's pity.
  Severus was sure the boy was near to exploding from his earlier
  manipulations. Harry was begging incoherently and writhing uncontrollably.
  Severus' cock stirred, trying to come back to life. "Back on your hands and
  knees. Now," he barked as he tucked his prick back into his trousers and
  fastened them.
  Harry obeyed, though he had a difficult time with the chains tugging at his
  most delicate areas.
  Severus watched with amusement as Harry struggled to comply. Such willingness
  deserved reward, and Severus was nothing if not generous to his plaything.
  Finding the ten-inch dildo and bottle of lubricant he had brought with him
  earlier, Severus settled himself comfortably behind his toy.
  Harry gasped as a slick finger rubbed circles around his entrance. He whined
  pathetically, but managed to stay perfectly still. Soon the finger was inside
  him, stroking his tight hole.
  Severus removed his finger violently, causing Harry to cry out. Dipping two
  fingers into the jar of lubricant, he coated them generously. Thrusting the
  digits back into the warmth, Severus smirked at Harry's display.
  Harry couldn't control himself. Severus was being rough with him, and all he
  could think about was wanting more, now. It was never hard enough, never
  cruel enough to suit his masochistic needs. He pushed back against the
  fingers, trying to back himself onto Severus' whole hand.
  Severus thrust his fingers in and out ruthlessly, fucking the young man
  relentlessly. With each stroke he managed to hit the young man's prostate,
  pummeling it.
  Harry tried to hold back his screams, as Severus' ministrations became more
  violent. He was on the verge of orgasm when he finally screamed aloud, but
  was soon cursing the older wizard. The clamp on his prick sealed itself
  tighter over the pee-slit, as the ring around Harry's balls contracted,
  cutting off the impending release.
  Severus ripped his fingers out of the anus, leaving it gaping with need.
  Several hard smacks to his arse silenced Harry's profanity. Taking pity on
  his pleasure toy, Severus released the clamp on the end of Harry's prick, and
  unsnapped the ring above his balls. It was time for Harry to cum, and hard.
  Harry stayed still, waiting. It seemed an eternity before he felt something
  nudge against his opening. He recognized the feel of the dildo instantly,
  heart pounding with excitement. It wasn't as thick as Severus' cock, but it
  was long, and left his Master free to play with him.
  Severus plunged the toy deep inside his pet. One hand on the exposed end of
  the dildo rotated it quickly, as if he were stirring a hardening potion. His
  other hand crept between shaking thighs, stroking Harry behind his balls. He
  stroked roughly and rotated violently, intent on giving Harry the ride of his
  life.
  Harry was too far gone to last long. He came, cock untouched, chanting his
  lover's name like a mantra. He continued to rock back onto the dildo until
  the after-shocks had stopped.
  Severus watched as Harry collapsed, fully sated, onto the ground. He flipped
  the young wizard over and removed the remaining clamps and the chain, leaving
  a red and bruised body. After gathering the toys and returning them to his
  drawer, he turned down the bed and lit several candles.
  Harry sighed as Severus lifted him and carried him to bed, all the time
  cooing to him, telling Harry how wonderfully he had done, and how proud
  Severus was of him. He sank into the warmth of the bed, watching with half-
  closed eyes as Severus undressed and joined him.
  Severus curled up against Harry, running long, delicate fingers over abused
  skin. He bent his head down, kissing and licking the sensitive flesh.
  Harry's prick was awake and ready again before he was. He lay back and
  enjoyed his lover's attentions until he could stand it no longer. "Sev,
  please."
  "Are you sure, Harry? We can wait a while longer."
  Harry looked into onyx eyes glazed with passion and knew that Sev wanted it
  just as badly as he did. "I'm ready, love. Just, be gentle."
  Severus smiled, "I will."
  Harry spread his legs wide, offering himself, yet again, to his insatiable
  lover. Tentative fingers entered him, lightly caressing him from the inside.
  It didn't take much to have him ready again, and he was soon moaning softly.
  Severus positioned himself above the younger man, balancing himself on one
  arm while he used the other hand to guide his prick to Harry's abused hole.
  He slid in slowly, rubbing against Harry's prostate as he seated himself
  fully inside the wet heat.
  Harry sighed with relief as Severus picked up a slow and steady rhythm. They
  were joined together, making love, and Harry was in Heaven. As much as he
  loved when Severus fucked him senseless, nothing compared to the sweet
  torture of their lovemaking.
  Severus preferred this time as well, after their games were finished. He'd
  always take Harry to bed, and the sex would be emotionally satisfying. He
  truly loved the man underneath him, and this was the only way he knew to
  express his love.
  The deep, unhurried thrusts continued until both men were again on the verge
  of orgasm. Severus slipped one hand between them, wrapping it around Harry's
  throbbing cock. He stroked gently, giving it just enough friction to bring
  Harry to completion. As the sticky fluids seeped over his hand and the tight
  hole clutched his own cock, Severus came, silently spilling his seed into the
  man he loved.
  Without separating, Harry and Severus rolled onto their sides, wrapping their
  arms around one another. They held each other close as they drifted into a
  deep sleep.
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