Happy Birthday aeryun247!
Title - New Clothes
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - None, mistakes are mine alone
Rating - R
Word Count - ~250
Characters/Pairings - Harry/Severus
Warnings - Slash, AU, Suggestion, Cross-Dressing
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - New clothes require occasions to be worn
Author's Notes - For aeryun247 - Happy birthday! xx
Set in the Masquerade Universe.
The new cloth was itching his skin, but Harry didn't dare move for fear he'd upset the entire outfit. Severus had hired someone to dress him, and Harry had been leveraged into a dress that a queen would kill for, let alone a consort. With his hair swept up to create the illusion of length, he knew those that didn't know him assumed he was female consort, and those that did know him could swear he was too.
The clothes had been much fun to purchase, bu less fun sat in a wardrobe collecting dust. Harry was certain the invitation to this ball had only been accepted so that Severus had a legitimate reason to show off the clothes, and Harry.
Shifting a little in his seat, Harry tried to stop his eyes from crossing. Severus had also insisted on a smooth wooden dildo, pressed into Harry and held in place with fussy knickers. The promise of good behaviour tonight being rewarded later was keeping Harry in line, but only just. Fending off the advances of men too stupid to realise the anger they were risking took up most of his concentration, so Harry found very little strength left to will away his aching erection.
"Come, we're leaving."
Three sweeter words had never been said, and as Harry followed Severus out of the ballroom, he decided that the new clothes were much more fun in the wardrobe. Or on the floor.
Author - softly_sweetly
Beta - None, mistakes are mine alone
Rating - R
Word Count - ~250
Characters/Pairings - Harry/Severus
Warnings - Slash, AU, Suggestion, Cross-Dressing
Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot lines. I make no money from this, and mean no offence by any scene depicted within this story. All characters depicted in sexual situations herein are above the age of consent.
Summary - New clothes require occasions to be worn
Author's Notes - For aeryun247 - Happy birthday! xx
Set in the Masquerade Universe.
The new cloth was itching his skin, but Harry didn't dare move for fear he'd upset the entire outfit. Severus had hired someone to dress him, and Harry had been leveraged into a dress that a queen would kill for, let alone a consort. With his hair swept up to create the illusion of length, he knew those that didn't know him assumed he was female consort, and those that did know him could swear he was too.
The clothes had been much fun to purchase, bu less fun sat in a wardrobe collecting dust. Harry was certain the invitation to this ball had only been accepted so that Severus had a legitimate reason to show off the clothes, and Harry.
Shifting a little in his seat, Harry tried to stop his eyes from crossing. Severus had also insisted on a smooth wooden dildo, pressed into Harry and held in place with fussy knickers. The promise of good behaviour tonight being rewarded later was keeping Harry in line, but only just. Fending off the advances of men too stupid to realise the anger they were risking took up most of his concentration, so Harry found very little strength left to will away his aching erection.
"Come, we're leaving."
Three sweeter words had never been said, and as Harry followed Severus out of the ballroom, he decided that the new clothes were much more fun in the wardrobe. Or on the floor.