I'm A Slave For You-Chp20

I'M A SLAVE FOR YOU

Without a moment's hesitation, Severus took the boy all the way from the hallway into his room almost as quick as a flash. Harry was overwhelmed; he had never seen his master move so fast before. Once inside Severus closed, locked and warded the door with whatever spells to keep unwanted visitors out and pushed Harry against it, kissing him hard. Harry was taken by surprise at first but he didn't resist. In fact he started kissing him back just as hard. He missed those pair of lips so bad he could kill for it. Severus ran his hand down Harry's body, feeling the lean body he had been deprived of touching for what felt like forever. Harry didn't resist as he let out a moan. Tonight he was going to let his master do whatever he wants to him, no questions asked. His body wanted it. His body craved for it. And tonight, he was going to get it.

"Harry…" Severus breathed, kissing down his chin and the neck as he knelt down, pulling Harry against him.

"M…Mah…" Harry was breathless as he felt his Master's lips all over him. Oh! how he missed those lips.

"You're so beautiful, pet," Severus started pulling off the vest of Harry's clothes, kissing each new patch of skin. "So beautiful, just as the first time I saw you."

Harry moaned in pleasure, his lustful jade-green eyes seemed to be saying "Take me, master. Do whatever you want with me".

Severus threw open the shirt within, getting rather impatient with the number of buttons on it and decided to just rip it, not caring whether he pulled out a button or not. It was frustrating enough that his pet had to wear that old unused Hogwarts uniform that Albus gave him with that infuriating vest revealing the inner shirt as another layer barring him away from his beautiful boy's luscious skin, and now with that shirt out of the way, he could finally get a good look at the body he had been denied from for so many months.

"Was I the last to be inside you?" Severus asked warily.

Harry smiled and nodded, indicating that no one had ever touched him since the day he left the manor.

"Good," Severus said in relief as he gave one last kiss on Harry's chest and leaned up. "I don't think I can wait to take you on the bed. But I do hope to have you twice before we part tonight."

With that he leaned in, kissing him hard before pushing him onto the floor, his own clothes quickly magicked away hastily, revealing his soaring manhood. Harry kissed him back, allowing him to do as he pleased. Severus almost literally tore off Harry's pants and opened his legs, sitting between them in position. He first tried to tease Harry's opening with his fingers to get him ready, but seeing the way Harry moan and whine at his touch, his self-control shattered like a bull in a china shop. He couldn't wait any longer. All that pent-up sexual frustration for numerous months had to go. He cast a quick lubrication spell and prep spell, before thrusting into the boy in one long slide, making the boy gasp as he felt the older man enter him. Harry's heart was blossoming once again in many a month; he really missed that cock.

"I hope I didn't hurt you, pet," Severus held himself back a little, looking down at his beloved and cupping his fair cheeks. "I don't want our time together to be a painful one."

Harry shook his head and pulled Severus' face down to kiss him, moving his hips to bring himself deeper onto Severus' cock, uttering the word that they were both all too familiar with.

"Fuck…"

"Your wish is my command."

Severus started pounding into Harry hard and fast, kissing like no tomorrow. Harry howled and screamed in pleasure as he felt his prostate being hit again and again. Tears of lust, bliss and happiness poured out of his eyes as he finally got what he had missed for so long.

"I love you, Harry. I haven't slept well in weeks, I keep seeing your beautiful body," Severus whispered in his ear as he pounded into him vigorously.

A memory of Ron teaching him how to say 'I love you' properly came in mind. Slowly but surely, Harry whispered back to his lover's ear, "I…love…y…ou."

Severus smiled, kissing his cheek. Finally, he had heard those three complete words he had longed to hear from his pet's lips. He leaned up, bringing Harry with him, and lay down. "Ride me pet, show me how much you missed me."

Harry was only too happy to oblige. He pushes himself down quickly, ignoring the momentary sting, until the sweet spot was hit and started pummeling himself onto him over and over again, panting like a dog as he let out scream after scream of pleasure. Severus, while letting his pet ride him, played with his nipples, squeezing and twisting the already rock-hard nubs. Harry hissed at Severus' contact, his eyes shut tight as he enjoyed the feeling of it as he continues to impale himself onto Severus' cock, relentlessly assaulting his prostate to see the white hot flashes in his mind's eye and sending his mind, and cock, soaring up in the heavens. The older man could tell that if Harry carried on any longer, he would erupt sooner or later. He decided to tease him a little.

"Come when you want to, but do not touch your cock."

Harry felt himself getting close. He needed release very badly as his cock throbbed painfully, the tip leaking immensely with pre-cum. His tearful eyes begged him to touch him—he wanted to come so bad—but Severus continued pinching his nipple, not moving to Harry's cock to help him out. Harry started sobbing, begging with his eyes to touch him, fresh tears pouring out of them.

"Mah…Mah…!! P…P…" Harry tried to say the word 'Please' but couldn't. Fortunately, Severus knew what he tried to mean.

"Sorry, but you are going to come on my cock alone, pet," he hissed. It was sweet torture fucking Harry. He wanted to wait for Harry to come but he might just come on his own if the boy carried on ramming himself onto him like that.

Soon, after a few more thrusts up and down the older man's length, Harry let out a scream as he landed on Severus' cock and knocked onto his sweet spot a little too hard at the last part, forcing the cum that caused his little boyhood to throb so painfully to squirt out and spill over Severus' chest and stomach. Severus quickly pulled Harry still by his hips, coming inside him as soon as he felt the ring of the boy's muscles tightened impossibly around him. He panted, his eyes nearly crossed as he came down from his high.

Harry rode out his tremors, shivering in ecstasy, then started sobbing, giving Severus a "You're so mean" look for bullying him into coming.

"Oh God, Harry, still I hurt you?" He raised his shaking hand to cup Harry's cheek.

Harry wanted to explain why he was crying, but seeing Severus was genuinely distraught to see him crying like that, he thought it would be best not to upset him more by telling what he did that made him cry. Besides, it wasn't the real reason he was tearing up. He shook his head and held onto Severus' wrists, tilting his head so that his face was leaning against his hands to feel his touch.

"Then why are you crying, pet?" he said, casting a cleaning spell and pulling Harry down on his chest.

Harry smiled wryly and gave him a look that spoke "I just missed you so much" in his eyes. Harry soon pulled out and wrapped his arms around Severus and sobbed, not caring about the cum that was leaking out of him.

"Shh, love. I'm here," Severus comforted him with a reassuring hug. He was still a bit weak after coming so much, so they stayed on the floor for a while. He whispered a cleaning spell on Harry and held him close in his arms.

"I…love…y…ou…" Harry whispered, still sobbing a little but it had slowly subsided.

"It looks like you learnt a lot for your speech teacher. Are you being a good boy when they teach you?"

Harry nodded and demonstrated what he learnt by reciting the alphabets A to Z perfectly.

"Very good. I always knew you were smart," Severus smiled and ran his hand through Harry's hair, resulting in Harry grinning proudly at him. After lying there for a few moments, Severus voiced out, "We better get off the floor; my old bones are going to start to ache."

Harry nodded and climbed off Severus. He quickly dressed himself in the old unused Hogwarts uniform Albus gave him, but Severus stopped him.

"I didn't say you could dress, pet. Remember what I said?"

Harry looks a little blur for a while then blushed really hard, remembering what Severus had said before ravishing him like a rag doll, "Oh…"

Severus smiled. He really enjoyed teasing them. "What would you like to have for dinner?"

Harry shrugged, his eyes saying "Whatever you're having". Severus made a fire-call to the kitchen telling a random servant to send in whatever was still leftover from dinner in the Great Hall to be sent into his office. While waiting, he went over to the couch and sat down.

"Come over here and tell me what else you have learned."

Harry had heaps to talk about his stay in Hogwarts, but was sure that no matter how many hand gestures and charades he do and no matter how much Severus was used to his expressions, he would never get his story through. There had to be something that he could use to convey what he wanted to say. He looked around the office and saw a piece of scrap parchment and a quill. Knowing that it was the best way to tell his story, he pointed at it, asking with his eyes if he can have it.

"Uh, sure," Severus said as he accio-ed the parchment and quill with the bottle of ink for Harry, not sure why he wanted it.

Finding his comfort zone on Severus' leg like he used to, he decided to doodle his story, since he couldn't say much in words. First he drew a stick figure of himself and Albus introducing him to Hermione and Ron, making sure he added their features so that Severus could recognize them.

"Ah. Granger and Weasley," Severus nodded in understanding.

He then drew Hermione and Ron teaching him how to read, write and talk, with a speech bubble on Ron teaching him the ABCs.

"That Weasley boy teaches you too?" Severus raised a brow skeptically, but mostly in surprise.

Harry nodded and smiled. He then drew himself cleaning Albus' office and Fawkes perched on his shoulder watching him work.

"So you clean his office. Seems like Fawkes took a liking on you. No one touches you like I do, right?"

Harry shook his head, give him a "You have my word" look. Then he drew himself sweeping the corridors and dusting the portraits and other things around the castle along with other servants and under the caretaker Argus Filch's supervision. He made sure to draw Argus Filch a lot meaner than he should just to spite him, making Severus chuckle.

"That old crooney is a bigger ass than I am, that I can say. What else do you do?"

He drew himself helping out with the students' laundry where he got it through a chute that leaked out dozens upon dozens of clothes through the transportation magic the student use to send the clothes to the chute. Then he drew himself going to the staff lounge to prepare tea for those who come in to relax.

"I guess I will be getting tea more often," Severus smiled at Harry. "No wonder some of the crumpets I ate tasted familiar."

He then drew himself helping other teachers carry their workbooks to the office or to the classes they were supposed to teach (Severus was a little unhappy about that since he had never gotten the chance to have Harry helping him out like that), and then he drew himself helping the Quidditch team put away the sports items and cleaning the Quidditch field along with Hagrid.

"You are a busy little boy, aren't you?"

Harry grinned, then drew himself in the school kitchen helping out to prepare food. He was so engrossed in his drawing that he accidentally drew something he didn't want Severus to know: the Head Cook beating him with a spatula for burning the stew. Severus' eyes flickered for a second in anger and secretly vowed to himself that he would have a "personal talk" with the Head Cook. But for now, he didn't want to see anymore of this. He grabbed Harry's hand and took the quill out.

"Enough."

Harry gasped at Severus' sudden reaction, feeling confused. Severus pulled him close and put away the parchment and quill, not wanting him to feel any threat from him or find out what his hidden vendetta towards the Head Cook were as he looked over his face.

"Not only your hair has grown longer, you have grown taller too."

Harry grinned and nodded. The exercise he had going up and down the castles and the food he had in the castle and what was given as tidbits by Albus, Hermione and Ron contributed to his growth rate. Now his feet no longer dangled in the mid-air whenever he sat on something.

"I still have your playroom though, with that beautiful playhouse still waiting for you to play with it," Severus ran his thumbs over Harry's cheek, loving the feel of it. Harry was glad; he was beginning to miss the playhouse. The older man leaned in, kissing him softly. Harry kissed him back and Severus pulled him closer, the boy's head resting on his chest to let him hear the soft beating of his heart.

"I missed you so much, love."

"Mah…" Harry hugged him back, as if saying that he missed him just as much.

Soon a knock on the door was heard. Severus inquired the identity of the person and found out that it was the kitchen servant girl bringing in the dinner. He allowed her to enter and she was quite taken aback to see both Severus and Harry quite naked sitting on the couch like it was nobody's business, well, more so for Severus. Harry was blushing like heck as he hid his face onto Severus' shoulder. Severus nodded and gestured her to leave the dinner he ordered somewhere and dismissed her. The servant left the tray of food on the table and walked away a little awkwardly, pretending not to see them in lack of clothing. As soon as she was gone, Harry's hunger pangs kicked in as he saw the spread and started drooling.

"Nummy!"

"Come sit up here," Severus gestured as he went to the chair at the table and patted his lap to signal Harry to sit on it, just like old times.

Harry immediately found his comfort zone on his lap. He really missed sitting on it. He couldn't get enough of it. Severus started feeding him, much like he did when they were first together, while Harry opened his mouth to be fed, feeling glad that they were back where they were used to, even for just this night. As Severus ate his share, Harry stared at him watching him eat.

"Still hungry, pet?"

Harry shook his head, smiling at him sweetly. As long as he could be with Severus, he didn't care if he starved to death.

"Very well, more time to remember me by."

Harry blushed, giving him the "You're mean" pout. He then gave him a naughty grin, as saying "You have to catch me first" before ducking under the table.

"Pet," Severus sighed, smiling. He got down under the table, playing along with him as he said, "Come back here."

Harry giggled and deliberately crawled away from him.

"Naughty boy," he scolded playfully and crawled after him. When he was almost going to catch up with him and was about to reach up to grab him, the boy squealed and crawled out of the table and hid behind the couch they were sitting. Severus got up from under the table and pretended to look for him, even though he knew where he was.

"Where, oh, where is that naughty little pet of mine?"

Harry giggled quietly from behind the couch.

"Well then, I guess he doesn't want a kiss."

Startled that his master was not going to give him a kiss, he quickly crawled out from behind the couch and hugged his waist, not wanting to let go.

"There he is," Severus chuckled and picked him up like he weighed nothing, although it was pretty obvious that he had gained a little weight due to his height since he last saw him. Seeing Harry pout, he asked, "What's wrong, love?"

Harry glared a little grudgingly at him, his eyes seeming to say "You always tease me, you naughty master".

"Aww, poor thing," Severus smiled and nuzzled his nose against the boy's. "Can I make it up to you?"

Harry giggled, feeling ticklish at Severus' nuzzle, and shook his head, meaning that everything was fine and his presence was good enough for him.

"I am sorry I have not come to see you," Severus held him more and brought him back to the couch, making him sit on his lap again.

Harry shook his head again, meaning it was alright.

"I have seen you. You may not see me, but I do see you, from afar, that is. It hurts too much to see you and not be able to touch. I know there were a few times you actually thought you saw me, and I was struggling with my mind whether or not to confirm your suspicions, but I didn't want to make this punishment any worse than it is. So I spent time in only my office and class room and then went home. I sometimes deliberately avoid you and started finishing work and going home early so that I don't have to bear the pain of seeing you but unable to get close to you. Slowly, I started to convince myself that if I cannot see you, you do not exist. I'm sorry for being such a fool…"

Harry took Severus' cheeks in his cupped hands and kissed his hooked nose, telling him that there was nothing to forgive. He then looked at him with questioning eyes, wanting to know how the others at home are doing.

"Surprisingly, after one week of you gone, everyone started missing you. They wish you were home. You made their master happy. Even though I just pretended not to acknowledge it, I knew that they had seen a drastic change on me ever since you were gone. I was lost most of the time and I no longer address their presence like I used to. Sometimes they even suffer my wrath when I had a bad day at work and took it out on them, but mostly they knew my tantrums was because you were not there to calm me and make feel alive again.

"Longbottom and Creevey were making their reaction to your absence rather obvious though. Creevey would sigh whenever he served my meals and not see you around on my lap as usual and sometimes would cry whenever he makes the bed and did the things you usually do for me. There were a few times I see him hugging Leo in the playhouse and pouring his eyes out, and it got to the point where I actually had to get down on my knees to hold him and comfort him of his tears. I caught Longbottom occasionally calling out your name whenever he thought he saw silhouettes of you in the house and there were a few times when I stayed up late doing nothing in particular, I could hear Longbottom's voice screaming in his sleep and waking up the whole house rambling about you being abused by Albus, and he, too, had to be comforted by me sometimes.

"Occasionally I would hear the hired help gossiping amongst each other about how quiet the manor felt without you around pitter-pattering and tottering up and down the place doing your job with your expressive face and your less-than-articulate words. Some of them did their usual task, but out of habit, they waited for you to come and get it for them to be passed to me before realizing that you were no longer in the house. The first few weeks, the Head Housekeeper was at a lost as to who to order around because you were not there to listen to her talk of the day and no one else could tolerate or understand her orders except you. The meals felt slightly less delicious because the cooks in the kitchen were not motivated by your presence to prepare the best for me. Hell, even the Head Gardener missed having you around to spoil his garden."

Harry laughed a little, finding it hard to believe it since he was reminded of how the Head Gardener always chased him away from the garden.

"Has Albus been treating you well?"

Harry smiled assuredly, indicating the old man's been treating him well.

"Good. I am glad."

Harry stole a glimpse at the time and saw that it was very late. He quickly got off Severus to dress. Severus sighed as he saw the time as well. No matter how much he wanted to ravish him again, he knew that he couldn't ask for more. Someone maybe nearby to discover that Harry was not with Albus and may go off gallivanting with the news of Severus in breach of his punishment. He was half-glad that he had the opportunity to have Harry with him when he could and was thankful to Albus for being so generous to allow them this reunion. Harry heard his sigh, remembering Severus' wishes to make love to him twice before he left and that they had only did it once, and reached up to stroke his chin apologetically.

"It's alright, pet. It was my fault to begin with for making you come here," Severus lamented as he took his hand, kissing it. "Gods willing, I will try to see you sooner, Harry. But for now, you must go. I don't want anyone breaking down my doors."

Harry, after finished dressing, jumped up to wrap his arms around Severus' neck and kissed him deeply. Severus kissed him back, running his hand through his smooth hair before pushing him away gently.

"Go, pet."

Harry nodded and left reluctantly, taking one last look at Severus before leaving. Luckily he ran into Prof. Minerva McGonagall, who was doing her rounds with Hagrid to catch any students still out after curfew, and she was kind enough to lead him back to the office and recite the password for him to enter.

Severus, who was worried for Harry, followed him secretly behind to see that he was in good hands. After feeling relieved to see Minerva taking his pet up to Albus' office, he ran his hand through his hair before returning back to his office and turned in for the night.

For once after so many months since he had Harry, he slept in his bed at the staff hostel.