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Fic: Hors D'oeuvres

I wrote a PWP for the Bring Back the Porn Challenge!!

Title: Hors D'oeuvres
Author: kibatsu
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter: Snape/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 2,138
Summary: Smut. Snape makes a snack of Harry
Disclaimer: I do not own these characters and never will.
Highlight for Warnings: * Rimming, foodplay, bondage *
Beta: whitestar, magic_helmet, and my wonderful boyfriend who actually volunteered to help me with this one.





"Whatever you're going to do to me, do it soon, my head is starting to hurt," Harry grumbled as he tugged at his bonds. Several minutes prior, he arrived home from work to a seemingly empty house. He hadn't even spelled the dust away from his robes before he was grabbed from behind and paralyzed with a lightening fast Immobulus. He then found himself blindfolded, quickly stripped of his clothing and forced to bend over something - a transfigured sofa perhaps? His wrists and ankles had been spread widely apart and tied securely in place, leaving his arse up in the air and his genitals dangling over the edge. Positioned and confined, Harry had felt his captor deliver a cleaning spell through his lower intestines and release him from the Immobulus. Since then, several minutes passed without a word or action from his captor.

A hand smacked his right buttock, delivering a light sting. It grabbed the meaty cheek, squeezing it tightly. "Such impatience," Snape's low voice whispered in Harry's ear, sending shivers throughout his body. "I should teach you discipline."

"Just do it before Ginny's banquet, I don't want to be late," Harry answered in a nonchalant tone, hiding the thrill of what Severus's silken voice did to him.

"That is tonight, isn't it?" The source of Snape's deep voice had shifted and now Harry wasn't sure where the other wizard had gone.

"Yes, and this time we are arriving when it starts," Harry insisted with all the authority a bound, naked man could muster. "I don't want a repeat of last time."

"Perhaps I should begin," said Snape from somewhere near Harry's right ear. Harry jumped, startled by Snape's sudden proximity. He felt skilled fingertips ghost through his hair, lightly scratching at the scalp before tracing over the back of his neck. They moved with precision, inching their way up towards Harry's bum, all four following the path of his spine.

Snape's touch was so simple and light, yet full of promise. Each digit sent pulses of arousal straight to Harry's groin and he held himself firmly in place, not wanting to hump the cloth like some randy pup. Snape's careful, deliberate exploration of Harry's body left him feeling vulnerable and exposed. Never did he feel more open than when Snape slowly explored his body as if he were blind and had just discovered Harry for the first time. Snape's finger tips lifted with a delicacy that made Harry shiver when they reached his tailbone and Harry let out a deep breath he hadn't been aware he'd been holding. Disappointment coursed through Harry's body, if only momentarily, at the loss of contact. Snape had an amazing amount of restraint, but Harry knew Snape wouldn't be able to leave him alone once the other wizard started to touch him.

Harry's ears automatically strained for the sound of Snape's movements; to try and figure out what would happen to him next. However, Snape had long ago mastered the art of keeping all his movements silent. Harry licked his lips, the anticipation building his arousal.

After not being touched for what felt like an eternity, Harry opened his mouth to call out for Snape when surprisingly he felt something push against his anus and slip inside the tight ring of muscle with an easy 'pop.' Whatever it was, it was a small ovoid about as thick as Harry's thumb with a soft feel to it. Snape's finger followed it in, shoving it deep.

"Wha-," Harry gasped. "What are you putting in me?"

Snape answered with a second object, pushing it in to rest beside the first. A third soon followed the other two and Harry wiggled in his bonds.

"Tell me. What is it?"

"Do you really want to know?" asked Snape as he continued to feed more of the objects into Harry's arsehole.

"Yes, I want to know!"

Another egg-shaped object pushed into Harry's anus and he thought Snape would refuse to answer him, but then, the rhythm stopped. He waited for an answer, but not long. Fingers brushed down his cheek and pushed his chin upwards. Harry lifted his head, imagining he was meeting Snape's dark eyes through the blindfold. Soft lips touched his own and Harry opened his mouth to receive Snape's tongue and one of the objects. Snape kissed him, his tongue and the object rolling around together in his mouth. It was an odd sensation, but also highly erotic with the unusual combination of the soft tongue and the harder object.

Snape broke the kiss far too soon and Harry explored the object more with his tongue. It was pliable although it didn't break against his teeth when he pushed his tongue hard against it. Smooth and slightly warm, its skin broken at one end. The original taste of it had been covered with that of Snape. He couldn't figure out what it was, but when he crushed it with his teeth, warm juice filled his mouth and he recognised it in an instant.

"No!" he cried. "You didn't! I need the grapes for the fruit salad!"

Snape chuckled and pushed another grape into Harry. "You have fifteen bunches. I'm sure you can spare a few. Besides," he paused, the next grape half in and half out of Harry's arse, "I cast a cleaning spell. They are perfectly edible."

"You're sick," gasped Harry. The grapes inside of him pushed tight up together, rubbing against his prostrate, sending jolts of pleasure straight to his heavy cock. Pressed against the fabric, it called for his attention, but he held in his desire, determined to be reasonable. "I'm not bringing fruit that's been shoved up my bum! Stop wasting them!"

The next one barely fit inside of him, Snape had already shoved so many grapes up his arse.

"I will just have to enjoy them myself," mused Snape in a tone that suggested he had been planning to do so all along. He spread Harry's arse cheeks with his thumbs and pressed his cock head up against Harry's pucker.

Harry whimpered, unsure how Snape would fit his thick cock inside. He already felt stuffed full as if he were some sort of game hen and he didn't know if he could take in anything else.

Snape slowly forced his way in, the grapes popping open as he shoved himself inside. Harry gasped at the feel of the exploding bits of fruit coating his insides with warm liquid. His arsehole stretched out over Snape's thick prick as it drove in deep, decimating the grapes. Half way in, Snape paused and pulled nearly all the way out before ploughing into Harry's arse again, burying himself balls deep.

"Oh god," gasped Harry, his nails leaving claw marks in the furniture as Snape began to thrust slow and deep, burying himself to the hilt with each stroke. He grabbed Harry's hips and began to rotate his own, obviously trying to turn every last bit of grape to mush.

"How's that, Potter?" Snape asked as he slammed his hips; the room filled with the sounds of flesh smacking flesh.

Overwhelmed with the odd sensations, all Harry could do was say, "nnnaugh."

"I know your vocabulary is lacking, Potter, but surely you can provide a more erudite response. How do you like being fucked like this? Shall I see how many more grapes you can take?"

Harry shook his head, his dark hair flying about his face. "No, no," he panted. "I can't!" He pistoned his hips as his balls tightened and his cock felt ready to burst.

"Hold still," commanded Snape as he pulled out. As his cock left Harry's tight grip, warm juice drizzled down Harry's thighs, over his tight balls, and dripped off his heavy cock.

"Fuck!" Harry whinged, upset at the loss of thrusting when he was so close. "Fuck me!"

With his hips still held in place and the bonds preventing him from moving, Harry could do nothing but tremble at the feel of Snape's hot tongue flickering over his stretched entrance.

"Ah!"

Snape's tongue languidly traveled down Harry's thighs, cleaning up every last trace of the juice that leaked out of him. Harry moaned as he felt the hot bit of flesh slide over the sensitive undersides of his knees. After licking Harry's legs clean of the errand bit of juice, Snape's mouth traveled back upwards, pausing to lightly flicker over Harry's testicles.

"Please. Please," Harry whispered and Snape obeyed, at last returning his mouth to Harry's needy hole. Harry felt the bonds around his wrists disappear and he pushed himself up on his hands as Snape closed his mouth over Harry's arsehole and sucked hard. The feel of the warm juice flowing out through his anus into Snape's eager mouth was enough to drive him over the edge. Harry's arms gave out under him as the first wave of his orgasm hit and he collapsed back over the edge of the transfigured object. His body shook violently as he continued to come, his spunk spraying the cushions.

Snape's tongue had not stilled throughout Harry's orgasm, and now he pulled Harry's arse back over the edge of the sofa. His tongue pushed past the unresisting muscles of Harry's hole, chasing down the last bits of grapes. He licked and sucked Harry clean, stopping only after giving Harry's hole one final lingering lick.

"The best tasting grape juice I've ever had," he announced to the room.

Harry laughed and pushed himself upright, kicking away the bonds on his feet. "You're such a pervert." He dropped to the floor and took a shaky step towards his lover.

Snape pulled him forward for a very sweet and juicy kiss. Harry pressed against his body, delighted by the feel of Snape's rampant erection digging into his stomach. He broke the kiss and flashed a mischievous grin up at Snape. "I'd like a taste."

Dropping to his knees, Harry swallowed Snape's huge cock with well-practiced ease. Snape moaned, his eyes sliding shut as he lightly thrust his hips. Harry sucked all trace of juice from his dick, licking at the bits of grapes that had got stuck in the dark curls of Snape's pubic hair. Snape had been near orgasm when Harry first closed his lips around his dripping prick and soon his hips jerked and his breath caught in his throat, letting Harry know he was close. Harry bobbed his head, his eyes darting up to meet Snape's. That simple action alone was enough to make Snape release his load and he came, his body shuddering as Harry pushed Snape's cock to the back of his throat and swallowed down the thick drops. He sucked him dry and licked him clean before sitting back on his heels.

Harry smirked up at Snape and teased, "better tasting than usual."

Snape's dark eyes glowed warmly. "Make your salad. We're already late."

"Not again!" Harry raced to the kitchen.

~

Harry was startled to find that he and Snape arrived along with the other guests.

Ginny hurried over to greet them. "I just realised I forgot to inform you that I changed the starting time to a later one." With a coy look on her face, she added, "But it looks like you got tied up again so it's probably better that I didn't."

Harry flushed at her open teasing. Snape stepped in and admitted in a smooth voice, "It is my fault. I forgot about the banquet and had a snack of the grapes Harry had procurred for the salad."

"I hope you didn't ruin your appetite," she frowned in mock concern.

"Oh no," Snape assured her. "My hunger wasn't satiated and I look forward to a larger meal this evening."

Certain his face was turning as red as his shirt, Harry escaped away from their banter.

After dinner was served, Harry spent the rest of the evening on the balcony with Ron, hiding from the crowds and getting blissfully tipsy. Snape arrived towards the end of the evening just as Ron left for the loo. He carried two glasses, one of which he pressed into Harry's hand.

"You can't hide out here all night," Snape noted with an eyebrow raised at Harry. "Part of the reason they donate so much to her is your name."

"I'll go in eventually," Harry promised as he raised his glass to take a sip. He paused and narrowed his eyes suspiciously at Snape. "This isn't grape juice, is it?"

Snape's amused eyes lingered on Harry's. "No, champagne. I have informed Ginny that we will be bringing a fruit salad to the next occasion as well."

"Oh?" Harry queried, as he ran a forefinger around the rim of his glass.

Snape bent down and whispered in Harry's ear. "With mangoes."



PS: Please do not try this at home. It worked because they are wizards. Thank you.

Comments

( 29 comments — Leave a comment )
laurapetri
Sep. 1st, 2008 11:47 pm (UTC)
Grapes will now make me burst into fangirl squeeing and laughter
kibatsu
Sep. 1st, 2008 11:55 pm (UTC)
I have perverted or had perverted sooooo much food.
silver_aeris
Sep. 2nd, 2008 01:32 am (UTC)
*blinks at your icon*

...

*keeps staring* O_O
kibatsu
Sep. 2nd, 2008 01:53 am (UTC)
I'm not very sfw am I? >.>
silver_aeris
Sep. 2nd, 2008 01:35 pm (UTC)
i'm not complaining...where did you get that boy??
kibatsu
Sep. 2nd, 2008 02:44 pm (UTC)
I made him from pictures that I gathered from teens boys world. I have tons of pictures that I can transfer to you if you'd like
seafeatures
Sep. 2nd, 2008 07:48 am (UTC)
I feel like the only appropriate comment is yummy...
kibatsu
Sep. 2nd, 2008 02:44 pm (UTC)
:D thank you very much!
(Anonymous)
Sep. 2nd, 2008 11:43 pm (UTC)
Mangoes: The Best Torture of All.
kibatsu
Sep. 2nd, 2008 11:47 pm (UTC)
What sweet, sweet torture.
yanagi_wa
Sep. 3rd, 2008 12:29 am (UTC)
I have one friend that all she has to do is waggle her eyebrow at me and say guacomole. I'll snicker every time. I think all Snape will have to do is whisper Grapes in Harry's ear. Great story.
kibatsu
Sep. 4th, 2008 02:36 am (UTC)
Harry would turn bright red at the mention of 'grapes' for a bit to come I am sure
whitestar
Sep. 15th, 2008 08:06 pm (UTC)
mention of 'grapes' for a bit to come

Did you realize you made a pun there? hahaha ;P
carollinali
Sep. 3rd, 2008 02:53 am (UTC)
I will never look at grapes the same way again! This is very well thought work, I love it!

By the way, your answer about Severus Snape's death really amazed me. I never thought about in that angle. Thanks for sharing ^^
kibatsu
Sep. 4th, 2008 02:35 am (UTC)
Thank you. I like to think I have an advantage because I didn't read any fanfiction or wasn't involved in the HP community until after I had read all the books so I didn't develop any preconceived notions of Snape. I can see from reading fiction that there is a fandon Snape who is very different from canon who has developed.
carollinali
Sep. 4th, 2008 02:47 am (UTC)
I didn't know the Fan Fiction World either until after I read DH. I really prefer fics as cannon as possible.

By the way, have you given any thoughts on a rec list?
kibatsu
Sep. 4th, 2008 03:27 am (UTC)
I have but I've been so busy lately. Chapter 52 demanded to be written and it looks like I will have to split up what I've written to Chapter 52 and 53 because I'm already at 10k words and they've not yet finished dinner. I've also been working with my beta on 44, trying to get that out within two weeks.

I also think I am going to upload the video fic I made to youtube tonight because I have grown sick of editing it over and over again.

And then, because I am a masochist, I signed up for a christmas exchange on the prompting on my beta, so I need to write a fic for that by the due date. x.X Apparently I have ideas coming out of my arse though, because I got the assignment and then figured out a story that fit every part of what she liked/requested a few hours later so it shouldn't be too bad, I just have to flesh it out (I've already written the summary).

If I do do a rec list, I want it to be a good one which means re-reading the fics so I can say exactly why I love them (a review but only mention the positives).

Sometimes I'm amazed I do all this stuff and have a real life too. We shall see how well that works this fall when I get on the new project I've been trying to get going.
carollinali
Sep. 7th, 2008 10:09 pm (UTC)
You work too much o.o I'm amazed. Thought I will love to read more stories from you ^^
booyah136
Sep. 16th, 2008 12:58 am (UTC)
I... I love you.

I rarely like food-play fics, but... but...

"With mangoes."
kibatsu
Sep. 16th, 2008 01:01 am (UTC)
Hehe. Can you tell it's also a remix? I think I write everything through the lens of NoG.
amepourtant
Nov. 11th, 2008 10:46 pm (UTC)
^^
I *love* food porn. I was so pleased. And I don't think I've ever read anything with grapes in it, so that was very exciting! First favorite line that comes to mind is:
"I will just have to enjoy them myself," mused Snape in a tone that suggested he had been planning to do so all along.
Very Snape, I laughed.
amepourtant
Nov. 11th, 2008 10:53 pm (UTC)
Well, and also
I'm really bad at leaving suggestions for changes -_- but here I go. (Notice I decided not to last time, haha) You did say you welcome comments!
At some point you wrote "Harry whinged" and I wondered if you meant he "whined"
Snape asked as he slammed his hips, the room filled with the sounds of flesh smacking flesh.
Those are two separate sentences, they can't be connected by a comma. So you need an and or a semi-colon.
Still, brilliance! I will read NoG soon... soooon....
kibatsu
Nov. 11th, 2008 11:01 pm (UTC)
Re: Well, and also
:D I had a ton of fun writing this. :D Jon helped me with it and now grapes are an injoke between us, especially large ones.

I think 'whinged' is british, but I'll double-check that. I sometimes get so confused on what's british and what isn't.

You are right about the comma or semi-colon. Damn those semi-colons. Thanks for the advice.

Pleeeease be very critical in NoG.

youopenmyeyes
Nov. 28th, 2008 05:32 pm (UTC)
This is insanely hot.
<3
kibatsu
Nov. 28th, 2008 05:47 pm (UTC)
Thank you <3
alwaysblind
Sep. 5th, 2010 04:23 pm (UTC)
I was eating grapes today for lunch. I remembered this fic and burst into giggles.

:D
valenti1965
Mar. 24th, 2012 09:07 pm (UTC)
Wow...that was amazing!!! Thank you! I love food porn fics lol x
a_s_s_e_z
Jan. 29th, 2013 07:03 pm (UTC)
Hm-hm, useful warning. :D
Thank you!
spudlet
Feb. 16th, 2013 04:56 pm (UTC)
Scat-lite
Scat-lite; UNdigested food, an improvement, if you could count on things to always fit like they do in erotica, not to mention come back out in a timely manner.

Just read your WIP trilogy as I am calling it in my head. I loved reading the first story from Harry's POV, likely because I felt all swell and smart when I figured out a lot of the mysteries even earlier than is usual for me. :-). It is just so rare that things with a mystery element have the clues all there, and I don't mean Usual Suspect's style of the puzzle being present but not in a way to guess. Everything that seemed off, questions evaded or give answers that don't fit, it is all there to piece together. Sure, there were some details that could be narrowed down to a few most likely options, but no twists that are supposed to shock us because it is just random and pointless.

After that, the other POV in sequel form was a party of "so THAT is what...dammit I knew it and ere was no one around to brag to. The current WIP, they fight a lot and they irrigate us by being crap communicators in general and horrific with emotions....uuuuntil the end when they shuffle off together bickering and buggering into the sunset. Don't take me wrong though, if it comes down to cliche ending or tragic/futile ending, go with cliche or your life is forfeit.
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