Drabble: A Dangerous Game
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alisanneTitle: A Dangerous Game
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alisanne
Rating: R
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snape100's challenge: #228 Word of the day (May 7th 2008: Contrite)
Word Count: 100
Warnings: None
Beta:sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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A Dangerous Game
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Agile fingers kneaded his shoulders and back. “I should fall off my broom more often,” Harry whispered.
The hands didn’t falter, although their pressure increased. “Ow!” Harry gasped when, a moment later, a stubborn muscle finally surrendered to Severus’ ministrations.
“Apparently it is too much to expect a contrite attitude after you scare everyone,” Severus murmured.
Harry smiled, spreading his legs as oil-slicked fingers slipped between his cheeks. “Were you worried?” he asked.
“Naturally, brat,” Severus said, twisting his finger just so, making Harry arch. “And for that you deserve punishment.”
Harry relaxed. And Severus wonders why I play?
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Author:
alisanneRating: R
Written for
snape100's challenge: #228 Word of the day (May 7th 2008: Contrite)Word Count: 100
Warnings: None
Beta:
sevfanDisclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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A Dangerous Game
~
Agile fingers kneaded his shoulders and back. “I should fall off my broom more often,” Harry whispered.
The hands didn’t falter, although their pressure increased. “Ow!” Harry gasped when, a moment later, a stubborn muscle finally surrendered to Severus’ ministrations.
“Apparently it is too much to expect a contrite attitude after you scare everyone,” Severus murmured.
Harry smiled, spreading his legs as oil-slicked fingers slipped between his cheeks. “Were you worried?” he asked.
“Naturally, brat,” Severus said, twisting his finger just so, making Harry arch. “And for that you deserve punishment.”
Harry relaxed. And Severus wonders why I play?
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