Klaus

[lepidopterologist]

To Harry's knowledge, Q and Bond were currently holed up at Q's house... discovering their own feelings for each other. He thought there was perhaps a 50-50 chance that they would decide that there was no room for him. Probably less than that, actually. Given how much tension he saw between them, he almost wanted to tell them that there was obviously no room for him.

But it felt rather... pathetic, really, to just... wait. That's why he started texting Klaus.

He got a burner phone, just as a precaution. The first text he sent was:

Hello, pet. I've been thinking about you.

Within a few exchanges, he started to give Klaus orders. Asking him to go out without his underwear. To masturbate in specific ways. Harry purchased a couple of toys at a local sex shop and put them on hold, and told Klaus to go pick them up.

He also ordered him to take care of himself. To eat well. To sleep. One night he paid for an inexpensive hotel room for him.

Eventually he started asking for photos. Which was... a very good idea.

And then on a Friday around 5pm, he texted:

Go back to the hotel. Same room, 1214. I'll be there tomorrow.

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[lepidopterologist]

"Tell me the truth," Harry said, and that was a command: "Does it bother you being tied up at all, or only if you're left alone?"

[seanceinfurs]

"Only if I'm left alone," Klaus said. "Why?" Eager, clearly into Harry's thoughts.

[lepidopterologist]

"Next question," Harry continued. "How would you feel about me using magic?" He was still stroking his cock with his fingers.

[seanceinfurs]

"I said you can use anything you like," Klaus replied, curiously. His cock was still limp under Harry's fingers. Kjaus wanted to, but he needed recovery.

[lepidopterologist]

"Very good," said Harry. "Now get on your hands and knees facing the headboard. And he stood. He walked over to the dresser and took the small houseplant in a pot there and place it on the bedside table instead.

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus complied, shameless as ever. "This this because I'm a good boy? Or a bad boy?"

[lepidopterologist]

"Right now? Bad." And Harry flicked his wand at the plant. The vines sprouted and grew, winding their way around the bars of the headboard, then around Klaus' wrists, lifting them in place so that Klaus was tied there and hanging slightly, his ass out and waiting. Harry stood there and admired his work.

He did add, "And rest assured I'm not going anywhere, I'm going to enjoy every second of this."

[seanceinfurs]

Klaus yelped and when it was done he was helpless with his ass up in the air and unable to move. His cock stirred a bit. "I've been bad... Sorry sir. It was just... so good."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry smiled as he watched him. "You have been bad," he said. "Tell me how bad you've been. How much you deserve to be punished."

[seanceinfurs]

"I should have listened to you, but... all that texting got me so horny," Klaus admitted. "And then that pic of you with your belt unbuckling... I could picture it. It happened by accident."

[lepidopterologist]

Harry moved closer, and smacked Klaus' ass with his palm. Hard.

"Why am I not surprised you can't control yourself," he murmured. "Filthy little slut begging for cock. I should count myself lucky you didn't throw yourself at a bellhop."