Lost in the Sauce (The Sauce is Daddy's Cum)
With a wordless spell, Snape enchanted the Pet’s little entrance to squeeze a couple of times by itself. Draco yelped at the way his pussy was suddenly pulsing with magic and began to go cross-eyed at the sensation. A stupid grin stretched out on his face. Tilting his chin up, Snape finished the spell- making it so that his precious cum would stay inside of the boy until morning.
“So you can wake up and feel me spill out all over your little dorm bed, hmm?” He brushed back Draco's hair, mockingly gentle. Pet didn’t understand what Daddy was saying.
“It hard to…hear you, Daddy.” Draco murmured sleepily, unconsciously nuzzling into the professor’s large hand. “Wha- what happening to me?” Daddy’s fingertips were calloused and smoothed over from years of devoted potion-making.
Pet made a soft mewing sound and clenched his thighs together as he imagined those artist's fingers rubbing and slicing together deep inside his pulsating hole…
“At the present moment, I'm not entirely sure. Maybe you're just meant to be used. Or perhaps,” Snape scratched his pet’s little scruff, “someone did this to you. I wouldn't say that you didn't deserve it. You always were the little prat."
Pet mewed again and licked Daddy's hand.
"I would love to thank whatever genius formed you into such a sweet little toy. And I'd love to introduce you to some of my other colleagues.” He leaned down and spoke deeply into Pet’s ear, a scarlet blush blooming on the boy’s face. “But a part of me wants to have you all to myself. I'm quite the expert at keeping secrets Draco, and we wouldn't want news of your developing…condition getting out, now would we?”
Pet shook his head and buried himself deep into the professor's robes. He smelled like books and musky perfection.
“Already?" A breathy chuckle and another head scratch. "You're insatiable. We just fucked little one.”
Pet blinked and looked down at where he was grinding his newly exposed pussy all over the professor's leg- making it warm and shiny. Pretty.
“More Daddy, please…” Draco heard the sweetest little voice ask this and was surprised to find it was his. A soft vibration in his throat and sternum made him realize that he was purring. He tried to swallow it, but his body controlled him now, not the other way around.
“Merlin…” The feline sound combined with the way Lucius' boy was rubbing his face all over Snape’s trousers, nuzzling up and up closer to his quickly awakening crotch, was enough to set the potion’s master off and then some.
He would have the boy right here on his desk all over again. His sizable cock throbbed as he thought about pounding Malfoy's pussy- but no, He would have to wait.
He couldn’t spoil the kitten this early on. The wanton thing needed to learn patience.
Patience- as well as a few pretty positions.