Author: Mosh Title: Disillusioned Note: You may not archive, re-post, or alter any of my stories without my permission. Please contact me first. Thanks! |
It hurt. It burned. White-hot searing pain spreading out like a spider's web from the point of assault all up his back and down his thighs... as if the pain was making sure it attacked every millimetre of his flesh. Snape wasn't gentle. Harry tried not to make a sound, he pressed his lips together tightly. But Snape hadn't prepared him enough. Not nearly enough. Harry screwed his eyes shut as the thick cock forced its way inside him. There was tearing... Harry felt it happen. Harry fancied he'd heard it too. He let out a sharp cry, the sound of it resounding around the dungeon room. Snape paused momentarily, then pushed forwards again. Inch after inch, gradually filling Harry, gradually killing his illusions of what it was to be Snape's. Snape had seduced. Snape had lied all the while. Now Harry was trapped at the point of no return, cheek pressed down on the stone floor, tears stinging his eyes, naked. Feeling utterly alone. There was no touching, no kissing, no gentle strokes, no petting or whispered words. There wasn't even room for sweating or panting. Harry took in a breath and held it, stifling another scream as best he could. A thrust. Harry thought he had gone blind from the pain, or were his eyes still closed? He wasn't sure. Snape was silent throughout, and silent when he came. Harry supposed he did actually come, though he didn't know for sure... not yet anyway -- probably not for a long time. The next thing he knew he was sprawled on the floor in a lump of screaming limbs, too exhausted, bruised and bleeding to remember how to move or speak. He heard footsteps retreating and then the door 'bang' shut. And then he breathed out. ~Fin~ |
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