Through his sleep filled haze, Harry felt the warm body in his arms trying
to pull out of his embrace. Harry tightened his grip.
Through his sleep filled haze, Harry felt the warm body in his arms trying
to pull out of his embrace. Harry tightened his grip.
Severus gave a
frustrated growl; he had been trying to get to the bathroom for the last
half hour not really wanting to wake the sleeping man. For the life of him
he didn’t know why that was. “Potter.
Potter, release me.” But to his disgust his husband just snuggled closer
moaned still mostly asleep.
“Potter you must let
love.” Harry buried his head in the crook of Severus’ neck. Severus’
face colored. He probably would have stayed to enjoy his husband’s
attention and his dream provoked confessions, but at the moment,
nature’s call was far more important.
“Harry, let me
go!” Severus wrenched himself free, darted towards the bathroom and
slammed the door.
Harry startled awake
at his husband’s yell. He saw the man rush into the bathroom slamming
the door in his wake. Harry was up and to the door. His heart was racing.
“Severus what’s wrong?” Harry knocked on the door, but got no
response. He then sat on the edge of the bed to await his love’s return.
Severus came out of
the bathroom a couple minutes later. “Severus what happened?” Harry
asked, his concern evident.
“Nothing is wrong
Potter.” Severus said trying to get back into bed, only to be stopped by
his persistent mate.
“Severus I wake up
to you shouting and then bolting for the bathroom. Tell me what’s wrong?
Did you have a nightmare?”
Severus placed his
hands on his hips sending Harry his best glare. “Potter I awoke an hour
ago in dire need, but my bedmate refused to release me to take care of it.
That is the same bedmate who is at,” He looked at the clock, “
in the morning currently refusing to allow me entrance to my bed of 15
years.” Harry looked up at him through his fringe, a sheepish look on
his reddening face.
Severus. I…I…didn’t know…I…”
Severus sighed at the
pathetic display. “Potter, it’s fine. I’m still tired.
Let’s just…” He gestured toward the pillows. Harry nodded
enthusiastically and scooted back to his side of the bed. To his surprise,
Severus followed him and snuggled into his arms. Harry
pulled him close.
“You should have
told me you were so snuggly--I would have done this earlier.” Severus
snorted to hide his chuckle, but Harry could feel the light shaking in his
husband. The thought that he
could make the stoic man laugh warmed him to no end. Severus
punched him lightly in the stomach and Harry obliged him by grunting in
pain. He brushed away the long
silky strands that were hiding his husband’s red face. “What has you
in such a good mood so early in the morning?”
Severus pulled Harry
onto his side so he could hide his face in his chest. Harry barely heard
the muffled question. “Do you know you talk in your sleep?”
“Yes, during the war
I had to put up silencing charms to guard against it. Thankfully I had
already gotten into the habit when I started to fall for you or I would
have already been a resident of St. Mungo’s.” Severus snorted again;
Harry quickly realized that it was his husband’s version of a controlled
laugh. He pulled up the covers cocooning them in warmth, and they allowed
that warmth to lull them back into sleep.
Harry later awoke to
something interesting poking him in the stomach.
He pulled back and looked down at the satin covered erection that
was currently begging for attention. Harry
ran his palm over the delicious organ causing his husband to moan and
thrust his hips. He looked up
as onyx eyes fluttered open. “Alright?”
Severus nodded while biting his lower lip, and to Harry’s delight
thrust his hips up again to meet his hand.
Harry reached up and
pulled the abused lip free. “Like we did before? Hmm?”
Severus nodded again
then let out a breathy “Yesss.” He then buried his head in Harry’s
neck, taking up the position of the day before.
“Oh Severus love.”
A particularly hard thrust, cementing the thought that Severus really
enjoyed that endearment. “You
are so responsive. So
sexual.” The dark head shook
“Yes you are, and
whoever told you otherwise did not know you.” Harry
slipped a hand between them to pinch and twist his lover’s nipples,
causing the older man to buck and yell, throwing his head back. “Every
bit of you is responding to me, driving me crazy. You
feel this?” Harry thrust his
erection hard against Severus’ leg. “This
is because of you, only because of you. You
talk and I’m hard. You walk
and I’m hard. Hell, you
breathe and I’m hard.”
Harry could feel their
pleasure mounting. They were
both so close as they thrust together.
Suddenly Harry felt a hesitant hand brushed his chest, a nail
accidentally raking over his sensitive bud. Harry
screamed, his release hitting him like a freight train.
Through his haze Harry could feel Severus shaking, his release
happening a second after his own. Harry pulled him close, both lost in
“Quiet Potter, some
people are requiring sleep.” Severus snarked. Harry
shifted, rubbing his husband’s back before settling once more into a
A couple hours later,
a loud POP sounded startling them both. “Fawkes?” But the bird dropped
the letter then disappeared the way he came.
Severus mumbled as he snuggled back into Harry.
“FUCK!” Harry sat
up, dislodging his husband. “Do you have a poison that will fit nicely
in a lemon drop? Because I have need of one.”
Severus sighed and sat
up. “Yes as a matter of fact I have. I started perfecting it when I
accepted this position. Why do
you need it?”
Harry threw the scroll
towards the fireplace. “Our beloved Headmaster felt it necessary to
inform me that I had midterms last week, and he needs the grades by
Harry threw himself back on his pillow and looked up at his
husband. He reached up and
pulled him down to rest on his chest. “There go my plans for the day.”
“And they were?”
“To nap all day with
my highly desirable husband and to keep him in the good mood he woke up
“Don’t you know your husband is a ugly, miserable greasy prat with a
permanently mean disposition?”
Harry chuckled. “You
don’t know my husband very well now do you?”
“What are you going to do?”
Harry sighed. “Well
I was thinking that you would feel offended if I bought some generic
lubricant.” Severus glared
at him. “I thought so. Well,
while you’re making the lube, I will be finishing those damn tests.” Severus
nodded and sat up. When their
breakfast arrived, he settled back against Harry and picked up his tea.
Harry took the cup
from his love, causing him to look at Harry. “There
is one thing I must insist on. You
may put what ever you want in the lube, taste, smell, warming agents,
whatever, but absolutely no numbing agents or pain relievers.” Severus
protested but Harry gently smothered it with a hand. “I
know you believe that they are needed, but what you don’t understand is
they would be more harmful then helpful.” Severus’ brows knitted. “If
you use a pain killer, then how will either of us know if you are being
hurt? It would also be a
crime if you can’t feel how great it is when a man enters you, and hits
that one spot inside of you I promise will have you begging for
release.” Harry brushed
Severus’ hair out of his face. “That
I promise you my love.” Severus shook his head then lay back against
“I remember Lucius,
after his 16th birthday--every night it was someone different.
Female, male it didn’t matter. He
absolutely refused to put up silencing charms. At
night when he would entertain a female, her moans would permeate the
dorms. In the morning she
would leave with a smile on her face, and later that week would be begging
him for another go.
However, when he had a
man in his bed, the screams, oh the screams were enough to chill the soul.
All night screaming until
their voices were gone. When
they left the next morning they had tear streaked faces and hauntingly
blank eyes that I’ll never forget. Most
had to be carried out of our dorms, but some girls would take pity on them
and cast some basic healing charms; enough to get them back to their beds.
NONE of them EVER asked for a repeat.”
Harry was aghast by
what he just heard. At first
he didn’t know what to say, then with a deep breath he started. “Severus,
I am not going to tell you that there is no pain involved in this type of
sex. For someone new to it, or
for someone not prepared correctly, there will be pain.” Severus
stiffened. Harry moved the
breakfast tray, setting it gently on the floor. He
then turned to face, Severus clasping their hands like before. “Listen
to me. I have been with three
men in my life, and none of them have ever made me scream in pain. Pleasure
yes, but never pain. When we
consummate our marriage, I will take a good amount of time preparing you,
teasing you. You will enjoy
every minute of it. I may even
get you to beg for it.” Harry
said cheekily trying to draw his love out of his protective shell. Thankfully
it worked. Severus gave him an
“I have never once
in my life, begged for anything Potter.”
After breakfast they
separated, Harry buried in parchments and incompetent students, and
Severus immersed in his lab. They were both deep in though, minds
wandering from their designated tasks. Both were thinking about their
Three hours later,
Harry had made his decision on how he was going to get Severus to
understand that male sex was not about pain, it was entirely about
They broke for lunch
around one when the house elves delivered a tray of sandwiches. “How is
Severus cocked an
eyebrow. “It? IT,
is going fine!” Harry
rolled his eyes. “I will
teach you how to speak proper English if it is the last thing I do.” He
sipped his tea. “The potion
is almost done, I just need to let it set for two hours before it can
be…used.” The last word was forced out, but Harry chose to ignore it.
“I’ll need that
long to finish those tests. I swear no one studied for this exam. Not even
the Ravenclaws! If they think
I’m going to curve their grades, they have another thing coming.”
“I agree they
deserve the grade they achieved. You
can always do what I do when I have to give below standard grades on my
tests.” Severus had a practically evil glint in his eyes.
“Do I want to
know?” Severus nodded.
“Yes. I allow them
to come in during the weekend to clean my classroom, my store room and any
other dirty, disgusting jobs I can come up with.”
Harry grinned evilly.
“You know, I was planning to do a unit on ghosts on Friday. Do
you think Peeves would mind coming in for the demonstration?”
It took Harry until dinner to finally finish his midterms, and all the while he kept promising that it would not only be Peeves, but pixies, slime hexes and anything else he could think of.
When dinner was
finished, Severus and Harry lay entwined on the couch, watching the flames
flicker in the fireplace.
Harry squeezed the man
in his arms. “You know what
would be good? A shower.”
Severus groaned, but
sat forward. “Well Potter, go if you want to.”
“Actually, I was
thinking maybe the two of us could take one together.”
Severus’ head spun
around so fast Harry was afraid he had hurt himself, and his eyes became
wide before they narrowed into slits. “Were you? Fine!” Severus
stood up and stormed into the bathroom.
Harry sighed, today
was going so well. He got up
and hurried to the bathroom to sooth his husband’s worries.
Harry entered the
bathroom and found Severus pulling on his belt, fighting with the buckle
to try and get it off. His
shirt was in shreds on the floor. “Severus stop.” Harry
reached around and placed his hands over the frustrated ones of his
To his surprise,
Severus began to fight against him. He
fought against Harry’s light hold, throwing his elbows, and trying to
connect with the man behind him. Harry
tightened his grasp on the struggling man in order to keep him from
hurting himself and Harry. “Severus calm down!” The
only response was for Severus to begin kicking out and back. Harry
knew he had to stop him and fast, for if Severus could plant his feet
against the wall one good kick would have them both in serious pain. Harry
decided that the best thing he could do was to bring them both to the
ground as safely as possible.
He hooked a leg around
Severus’ ankle and caused the struggling man to fall. It
took all of Harry’s strength to make the journey to the floor as
harmless as possible. They
ended up with Harry kneeling on the floor and Severus sprawled beneath
him. Even on the floor the man
refused to give up his struggle. Harry
heaved himself fully on top of his husband, pinning him bodily to the tile
“Severus if you
don’t stop struggling I will petrify you!” But
the threat had no effect. “Severus I know you’re afraid. I
understand that, but you know I won’t hurt you.” Severus gave one last
exhausted struggle before collapsing.
Harry molded his body
to the one below him, and turning them over on their sides, he wrapped his
legs around his husband. Then
he whispered in his love’s ear. “Severus love, please.” The man in
his arms was still breathing hard but all his struggling had stopped.
“Love, has anything
we have done so far hurt you?” No
answer. “Severus?” The
black haired man shook his head. “Have you enjoyed what we have done?”
Severus gave a brief nod. Harry
brushed Severus’ hair back so he could see his face.
“So what’s wrong
Severus sighed. “I
know that you won’t hurt me Potter.
My mind knows that, but there is some part of me that just
remembers those boys…” Harry ran his hands up and down Severus’
chest only offering comfort.
“I know this is hard
for you and I promise that we will go slowly, but you storming off does
not help any.” Severus
nodded in agreement. “Alright
love, do you want to try this? I
just thought that this would be a good way to get you used to touching me
and my touching you.” With a
deep breath Severus nodded, then stood up helping Harry to his feet.
“Good, good. Now
I am going to take my clothes off, while you take yours off ok?” Severus
nodded again and began to work once more on his belt with shaking hands.
Harry made it a point
not to look at Severus as he undressed. Iit was the hardest thing he had
ever done, and for the boy-who-lived that was saying something. Severus
on the other hand was watching him, Harry noticed. So
when he bent down to take off his socks he made sure his full reflection
was visible in the mirror when he stood back up.
Harry loved the barely
audible gasp he heard as he slowly removed his pants. Severus
hadn’t been expecting him to be going commando under his clothes, but
Harry could tell by his heavy breathing that he liked the idea.
He turned to Severus,
keeping his eyes locked with the taller man’s.
He smiling brightly; the man before him was a bundle of nerves. “It
will be alright Severus, who knows, you might enjoy it.”
Harry sent a lecherous
look after him and whispered, “I guarantee you will enjoy this shower
Severus.” He then entered
the shower only to find Severus looking at him.
“Now what Potter?”
“Well I think we
should start the shower.” Severus
growled at him before waving his hand over the shower controls.
sheepishly and shrugged. “It’s
cold being on the far side of the shower.” Severus rolled his eyes.
Harry held out a
washcloth, and Severus took it hesitantly. “I
suppose you don’t want me to wash myself.” Severus
sighed as Harry grabbed his arm and pulled him closer.
“It would defeat the
purpose love.” Harry took
back the cloth and soaped it up before returning it. Severus
glared at him but began his work.
He started with
Harry’s shoulders, they were strong and defined. He
moved from the smaller man’s shoulders down his husband’s arms.
Severus loved the feel of the muscles as they flexed and released under
He flicked his eyes
towards Harry’s face and was surprised to find Harry’s eyes closed,
his face was of pure pleasure. Emboldened, Severus moved to Harry’s
chest. He first outlined his
husband’s pectoral muscles, remembering the feel of them under his cheek
as he slept. He pulled the
cloth back to re-soap it. The
cloth brushed Harry’s nipple as it was removed, causing the younger man
to moan at the contact. Severus
startled and stepped back.
Green eyes flickered
open. “Mine are just as
sensitive as yours are Severus.” Harry
said dreamily before closing his eyes once more. Still
startled by Harry’s reaction, he hurried to suds up the washcloth. He
could think of nothing else then but to get it over with.
Severus sped through
the washing of the rest of Harry’s chest, not even noticing the feel
this time. With one sweep of
the cloth, the flat stomach was finished. Totally
avoiding what was directly lower, Severus kneeled to wash his husband’s
feet and legs, making an effort not to wash anything that wasn’t
absolutely necessary before standing up and signaling that he was done.
Harry looked and him
and smiled. “You missed a
spot.” Harry said cheekily which only got him a harsh glare. “I
know Severus, I was only joking.” He turned around. “Would
you get my back?” With a few
vicious swipes his back was done, and Severus was back to his side of the
Harry turned around
and picked up his shampoo gesturing with it to Severus. “Would
you mind?” Severus took the
bottle roughly from his hand and gestured for Harry to turn around. He
vigorously scrubbed the unruly locks, and then grabbed a handful in
order to drag the smaller man under the water to rinse off.
“There Potter all
clean. You satisfied now?” Severus
snapped crossing his arms over his chest.
Harry smiled. “Yes
Severus, thank you.” Harry
grabbed the soap and began running it through his hands creating a mass of
lather. Severus eyed the suds
warily. “Now it is your turn
As Harry advanced
Severus dropped his arms to his sides, he stood stock-still, closed his
eyes and looked for the entire world like a man about to be struck.
When Harry placed his
hands on Severus’ shoulders and the man flinched violently, he calmly
said, “Easy love, it’s just me. Open your eyes.” Wary
black eyes opened slowly. “That’s
it, good.” Harry began to
massage Severus’ shoulders. “Is
this alright?” Severus nodded, eventually relaxing under Harry’s
hands. “Good.” Harry
leaned forward to place a chaste kiss on his love’s lips.
He followed the
shoulders down the right arm, massaging as he went.
He stopped at the long fingered hand. Harry
had dreamed of these hands for so long.
He lovingly massaged them, working out the cramps that he knew came
from long hours of stirring and chopping. Severus
shifted closer, to Harry’s delight, allowing him to take the hand closer
to him and massage it more deeply.
He allowed the water
to wash off the soap on the captured hand. Severus was almost disappointed
that the hand massage was over. Then
he gasped loudly as he saw his hand being raised to his husband’s
luscious mouth. He watched as his ring finger was drawn into that warm wet
heat. If the erotic feeling
wasn’t enough he felt lighting jolt through him to spark a fire, as that
finger was sucked and its underside licked.
Harry delighted at the
face of passion Severus wore. His eyes were rolled back in his head, his
mouth was agape, and it all just spurred Harry on.
He wanted to make him totally lose control.
Harry finally released
the lavished digit, giving the ring a final lick. “Oh, Harry,” said
Severus, “I had no…” He
was trying to say he had no idea that it would feel so good, but the end
of his sentence was changed to, “OH!” when Harry took his middle
finger into that sinful mouth to lavish the same attention to it as well.
Harry performed the
same sensual act on each digit, thus stoking the fire within Severus
higher and higher. When Harry
dropped the well loved hand Severus whimpered at the loss of attention. “Easy
love, just getting more soap, the other side needs washing too.” Severus
sighed as Harry began massaging his other shoulder, giving the exact same
treatment to his left arm that he had the right to Severus’ delight.
Harry then moved to
Severus’ chest, ignoring for the time being the webbing of scars that
covered it. He started at his
love’s collarbone, then worked his way down over the defined pecs,
swirling around hard nipples and causing a groan to slip past Severus’
lips. His slid his hands lower, running his fingers over Severus’
visible ribs. Making a mental
note, Harry promised himself to make Severus eat more.
Stepping to the side
Harry allowed the water to rinse Severus clean of the suds. Coming closer,
Harry ran his mouth down Severus’ throat, then stopped to suck his
“You’re going to
kill me Potter.” Severus groaned, dropping his head on the shorter
man’s shoulder. Harry gave
what Severus thought was a completely evil and totally erotic laugh.
“Oh Severus, love I
promise you I have far more of you to clean before I allow you a ‘little
death.’” Severus threw his head back and groaned loudly. The
evilly erotic laugh was back causing Severus to shudder and wonder what
his husband would do next.
Severus opened his
eyes when he felt his husband pull out of his arms. His eyes flared wide
at the sight he beheld. Harry was now kneeling at his feet. He
braced himself as Harry lifted his foot and began to wash it lovingly. Once
the soap was rinsed off, Harry brought the foot to his mouth and playfully
sucked the big toe into his mouth. Severus growled down at him. Harry
released the toe with a pop and grinned up at the man.
love?” Severus growled
louder--Harry chuckled then began to wash Severus’ leg with long, slow,
sure strokes, working from the outside in. But when he reached the one
part of his husband that they both really wanted to touch, Harry, to
Severus’ distress, used all of his self control to move and wash the
other leg and leave that hard angry red organ alone and leaking.
When he was done,
Harry put his hands on Severus’ hips rubbing the juncture between leg
and hip with his thumbs. Emerald eyes met onyx ones. “Turn around
love.” Severus eyed him warily but turned as asked.
“Put your hands on
the wall in front of you.” Severus stiffened but complied. “Easy,
it’s ok.” Harry massaged
the perfect round globes. “You’re so beautiful Severus.” The
man above him shook his head violently in denial. “Oh
but you are my lovely, so beautiful.”
Harry spread the globes. Severus
shivered as water trickled down his cleft. Harry
smiled; Severus was sooo going to love this. “So
Harry leaned in and
flicked out his tongue, running it over the ridged opening. Severus arched
his back almost painfully and gave a guttural moan. “Enjoy yourself,
just let this happen.” Harry
purred before burying his face back in, lavishing the cherry opening like
a starving man. Severus
started babbling like a mad man urging Harry on.
Harry shifted them,
freeing a hand. He wrapped his arm around the thin hips and gripped the
leaking erection. Severus’
babbling became loud panting as Harry started pumping his cock from base
to tip. He made sure that with
every stroke he rubbed his palm over the enraged head.
Harry, knowing that he
now had Severus’ attention focused on his cock more than his arse, took
the opportunity to advance the situation a bit. He
curled his tongue, and pushing the now firm muscle, he breached the
puckered opening. Severus
grunted at the intrusion but did not protest it, totally lost in his
Harry slowly pressed
his tongue in and out of the tight passage, causing it to loosen with each
stroke. Once Harry felt that his love was relaxed enough, he timed the
thrusting of both hand and tongue to be as one.
For Severus this was
heaven. He had never had
someone pay so much attention to him, to his pleasure. He was lost--the
sensations in his cock and arse were indescribable. Even
if he was coherent he wouldn’t be able to describe them. The fire within
him was threatening to engulf him. He was so close to the edge he could
taste it. He needed it.
Harry nearly screamed
in elation when Severus began viciously thrusting his hips, impaling
himself on his tongue and then thrusting his cock into his hand. Harry
knew Severus couldn’t last much longer so he sped up his movements.
tensed and he gave a broken scream as he came, spurting his completion all
over Harry’s hand and the wall before him. Harry pulled back when he
felt his love sway, knowing that the taller man’s legs probably were
going to give out on him.
He stood, scooping his
wonderfully debauched husband into his arms. Wandlessly stopping the
shower and casting a drying spell on them both, Harry carried his
unresisting love to the bed.
Casting a mouth
freshening charm on himself, Harry crawled in beside his lover. He
pulled the covers up and proceeded to curl himself around the most
responsive and passionate man he had ever met. Oh how he loved this man.