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Forbidden Flavours	By : Empresses Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 6553 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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I don’t own anything and these characters are definitely not mine -- I’m just having a bit of fun with them.

Harry stayed behind after work a few things needed to be put away. Small things. It was something that Harry found himself doing more, and more: staying away from home. Sighing quietly he looked around his large office. A cup tea sat in an old ceramic mug on his oak desk. Lifting the mug, he took a sip of the liquid that had gone stone cold hours ago. Bringing the mug closer to his face, memories began to take hold. Memories of his marriage. Hermione had made it for him when they first married five years ago. She had taken a ceramics class shortly after they had been married. They had married quickly after leaving Hogwarts, too quickly some thought. Harry begun to work at the Ministry of Magic, and she couldn’t stay at home doing nothing, so carried on with some courses at a Muggle University. They were in limbo, Harry wanted -- more, something was missing, and she knew that as well, so the logical thing was: they needed children.

Hermione had been pressuring Harry for children over the last few months insisting that it would help in their marriage, it was something that she had read in some Muggle psychology book. Rubbing his thumb over the rough surface, he didn’t want kids, not yet, maybe never,---- he didn’t know why he wasn’t ready. Ron had already begun his family. Even Neville had a child. Placing the cup down he grabbed a hand full of papers, he walked to the filing cabinet, as he opened the draw, a sharp rapping on the glass of his office door startled him out of his daydream.

Harry turned to the door; a tall dark shadow was all that was seen behind the smoky glass of the door. Harry was unsure as to who would be visiting him at this time in his office.

“Yes,” Harry put his hand in his pocket where he held his wand.

“Mr. Potter”

“Professor--Professor Snape what can I do for you?” Harry had never see his former Professor at the Ministry before.

Severus swept into Harry’s office and placed a folder on his desk. “I have some” Severus shut the door and with his wand he placed a ward on the door. “I have some information, that might help you find Lestrange, and as much as it pains me, you are the only one in this boobery that can do anything without-- pardon my French “fuck-it” up.”

“Lestrange, how--where have you gotten this information?” Harry had since pulled his hand out of his pocket, he quickly found himself standing behind his desk.

Severus wrapped the sides of his robes around his arms and then crossed them, making himself larger than he already was. “Mr. Potter, I have my ways”

“Thanks, I --- I don’t know what to tell you. I’ll look at this right away.” Harry straightened his glasses and grabbed the folder; with the reflexes of a snake, Severus grabbed his hand.

“Why are you not at home with your lovely wife?” Severus pulled Harry so that they were facing each other.

“Snape, my home life is my business.”

“That’s not what I’ve been hearing. Albus is very discouraged that the dream couple is how do you say it, ----having marriage problems.” Severus pulled Harry closer and whispered, “Having trouble satisfying your wife Mr. Potter. Shall I go over and show her what it’s like to be with a real man.” Holding on to Harry for a few moments he watched the expression on the young wizards face.

Harry pulled himself up and quickly walked towards the door of his office “Get out! Get out of my office now!” Harry placed his hand in his pocket again to reach for his wand.

Snape walked up to Harry and stood in front of him. “Mr. Potter what do you want?”

“Excuse me?”

Just for a split moment, Snape contemplated leaving, Harry had such anger mixed with shame in his eyes, he knew that he had to do something without wavering; he lowered his mouth and placed it upon Harry’s. Gently at first, waiting for Harry’s reaction. Instead of Harry being repulsed, he noticed Harry slowly pushed into the kiss, very slowly at first, before Snape knew it; Harry had his hands on Snapes broad shoulders.

Snape began slowly prodding his tongue into Harry’s mouth, again, very slowly to begin with. Harry opened his mouth and allowed Snape too occupy more of his mouth. Harry put his other arm around the back of Severus’ neck in a holding position. Severus pulled away from Harry’s mouth. “Do you like that Mr. Potter?”

“Harry” Harry’s eyes were closed, whispering quietly he pleaded, “please call me --Harry” Harry’s eyes slowly opened, his brilliant green eyes met Severus’s dark ones. An instant connection was made, an intimate bond. In a split second, they had been intimate, they had just kisses----but something more was passing between the two wizards.

“Do you like that Mr. Potter?”

“Yes, oh God yes, please kiss me again.” Harry pulled Severus into another kiss. Harry allowed his hands to go through Severus’s hair. Opening his mouth their tongues tasted each other both found themselves breathing faster. Severus’s hands had been slowly finding their way under Harry’s shirt.

Pulling apart for a moment again, Severus strong gaze fixed on Harry. Harry felting the intensity of Snapes strong gaze and pulled his eyes to the floor, Harry wanted to say something, anything. This was going too fast, this was wrong, he was a married man, but he found that words would not flow out of his mouth.

“Harry, look at me.” Severus had taken off his robes and rolled up the sleeve of his white shirt. Placing his hand under the younger mans chin he pulled up Harry’s face. “It’s all right Harry. It’s nothing you can stop.” Once the words were, spoken Harry found himself slightly relaxing. “Come here” Severus opened up his arms. Harry melted in Severus's arms, feeling the power, the darkness, the fear, the love.

Harry was slightly shorter than Severus and his lips soon found Severus neck, Severus allowed a moan to escape. “No, Harry” Harry heard the words, but he had never felt his much intensity before, Hermione had never made him feel this alive. Hermione was too soft, too smooth. This is what he wanted. God, this was what he wanted. Harry found his hands slowly unbuttoning Severus’s shirt exposing his bare chest. Harry instinctively moved his mouth to a brown nipple, Hermione enjoyed that, not knowing what it would do to a man, Harry was pleasantly surprised when we was awarded a deep moan. Taking Severus’ nipple in his mouth he flicked if with his tongue, being awarded again with a moan.

The room was spinning, it had somehow become darker, and Harry found himself kneeling in front of Severus. His hands fumbled slightly with the zipper of Severus’ trousers. Harry looked up to be under the powerful gaze of Severus's hooded eyes; Severus’s long bony finger ran along Harry’s scar. “Yes”

Harry inhaled the musky scent of his partner. With the help of his hands Severus‘s cock slowly became exposed. For a moment, Harry examined it. Long, lean and hard--like his only different. With his hand he moved to touch it, it was soft, and hot. A small drop glistened on the tip. Harry moved in, with this tongue instinctively licked the tip. A primal sound came from Severus who had pushed gently on the back of Harry’s head.

At the moment Severus moaned, it released something in Harry. Harry pushed all of Severus’s cock in his mouth and very slowly at first moved up and down the long shaft. Feeling Severus’s large hands on the back of his head, instructing Harry on the pace. Harry ran his lips under Severus’s cock, feeling all the ridges, the heat, tasting him.

Severus pulled Harry up by this hair. “No more…” he lifted Harry’s shirt off and backed Harry up to his desk. Pushing Harry to sit on his desk he quickly unbuttoned his pants and sunk to his knees. Severus knew immediately how to take Harry in. Slowly at first, than Severus went faster until Harry though he wasn’t going to be able to stand it anymore. “Accio” Harry didn’t hear the rest, his mind was racing a million miles an hour---thousand images fled his mind, Hermione, Voldemort, Ron, his mother, his father. Something cold and slick touched Harry’s bottom. Stopping the flood of images. Harry could feel the gentle invasion of Severus’ finger, it slowly circled Harry’s arse, then slid in, slid out, and circled some more. Harry began to moan louder, bringing his hands down he touched himself, he had never been that hard. Lifting his head he noticed the look on Severus’s face, he was in such control.

Little by little, Severus used his fingers to relax Harry. Harry placed his head back on his desk and moaned loudly, grabbing the back of Severus head, pushing Severus to take all of him again. Harry could feel the back of Severus’ throat; he could feel Severus’ long fingers filling him up. “Oh God, Oh God.”

Severus stopped and stood up. Harry opened his eyes feeling the loss for a moment. “Severus?” Lifting his head up, he propped himself up. Harry looked at the older man in front of him, his hair was messed, his shirt opened, pants opened. Severus motioned for him to stand.

“Take your pants off Mr. Potter.” Harry did what he was told. His pants pooled at his feet, Severus turned Harry around, and wrapped his arm around his chest, with his tongue he ran it along Harry’s ear. “Lovely, now bend over Mr. Potter” Harry leaned over his desk and closed his eyes. A small slap on Harry's bottom stunning him for a moment, making him jump.

Slowly Severus ran his hand along Harry’s opening. Harry began to groan again. Severus slipped a finger in again Harry gripped the edge of his desk.

“Would you like more Mr. Potter?”

“Yes…Oh, yes please.”

Severus stood behind Harry, and slowly allowed the head of his cock to enter Harry. Harry gasped, “Relax Mr. Potter, just relax.” Severus rubbed Harry’s ass, with his other hand reached around, and played with Harry’s manhood. Harry began to slowly relaxing under Severus's hands.

Pushing himself deeper into Harry, he touched something in Harry. With a shudder and a groan, Harry found himself pushing back onto Snape. Snape pushed, while Harry pulled. Snape would touch something deep with in Harry; Harry found it almost impossible not to scream. The rhythm picked up and When Harry could no longer stop himself, he pushed back onto Snape and moved his hand, making the ceramic mug of tea to fall to the ground, breaking. Harry then allowed himself the release. Severus found that he too could no longer hold off, and he allowed the pleasure, a small moaning sound came from underneath him as Harry felt Severus’ release.

Severus kissed the back of Harry’s neck, and pulled out of his partner. Harry stood up and turned to Snape, who pulled him into a hug. “How do you feel?” Severus spoke gently.

“Alive, free.” Pulling away from Snape for a moment, he studied his lover’s face. “How did you know?”

“Your wife sent me.”

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