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Wrong time, right place	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 83477 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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Harry reached out instinctively to touch Severus. The look in his eyes reflecting the same look of terror in Harry’s. Hand clasped to the dark mark, Severus stood up on shaky legs. Harry pulled him to against his body, roughly. His fingers grasping desperately at his shirt, knuckles white with tension. Harry took in a huge breath of the man and felt the tears brimming in his eyes. Pushing his face into Severus’s chest, his voice muffled as he pleaded.

“Please don’t go.” Harry’s voice breaking.

Severus held him tighter, as if Harry was the only thing keeping him alive. Harry could hear the combined thuds of their rapidly beating hearts. Severus kissed the top of his head, a gently touch but filled with longing.

He does care for me

I think I love him

The thought made Harry feel dizzy, he swayed in Severus’ arms. He lifted his head with a heavy heart to look into sad dark eyes. Harry saw so much pain and a trace of fear reflected in that obsidian gaze.

He’s frightened

Oh god, what if Voldemort saw my dream!!

“You can’t go!” His words rushed as he blurted it out, “What if he knows!”

Severus pulled back, holding Harry at arm’s length. His stare probing, Harry felt the telltale sensation of someone practising legilimancy, he relaxed allowing the potion master to probe his mind.

I know what I’d like to probe

The thought drew a hearty laugh from Severus, Harry put his hand up to his mouth. Mortified he felt his face flame red, Severus merely smiled and continued looking into Harry’s memories. Panic set in when Harry realised that he would see the dream. Horrified at the thought he pushed back at Severus’ mind, but it was too late. The dream was now at the forefront of his mind.

“He’s yours, yours to master, yours to control, yours to fuck” the snakelike tones invading both their minds this time.

Severus beneath him, choking as Harry thrust himself inside. His rattling gurgles as he struggled to breath drowned out by Harry’s satisfied grunts. The look of victory and bliss shining on Harry’s face.

Voldemort smiling, narrowed eyes watching, the enraptured expression on his face making Harry feel sick.

Thrown back, Severus pushed him away. The look on his face unreadable as he gasped for air, his face pale. Harry knew that his face would be mirroring the same features. The nausea threatening to overcome him again. His heart breaking, knowing that Severus would surely hate him for what he imagined.

“Severus..,”

Severus held up his hand, Harry noticed that it was trembling. He slumped to the floor, the bone crushing realization that Severus would leave made him begin to cry. Quiet sobs echoing through the deserted infirmary. Harry buried his head in his hand, unable to face the man. His shoulders shaking with the building force of the tears. A calm voice, filled with honest emotion, stalled his tears.

“It’s true,” Severus sighed, “I am yours.”

For a moment the world stopped spinning, the air left the room. Harry’s heart stopped beating. Silence settled over everything, the feeling of calm halting the flow of tears. Harry lifted his head to look into the smiling eyes of Severus. Without saying a word, Harry pulled him to the floor. Their mouths crushing themselves together, the kiss full of meaning and passion.

Harry allowed Severus to dominate the kiss, his tongue lapping enthusiastically against Harry’s. Soon though the mood changed, Harry found himself being more forceful as he pushed his tongue into Severus’ willing mouth. Severus surrendering to Harry, his tongue slowing allowing Harry to deepen the kiss. Harry pulled away to gasp for breath, hypnotised by the lust he saw flaring Severus’ eyes.

“I want to fuck you.” Harry shocked at himself for being so blunt. Severus gasped, his eyes widening. He lifted his legs to wrap around Harry’s waist, pulling him down on top of him. Pushing their groins together. Severus groaned, whimpering over and over again.

“Yes, yes, yes, please fuck me.” the desperation in his voice, fuelling Harry’s already ardent desire. Having the presence of mind to briefly mutter a spell, leaving them both gloriously naked. The sudden contact of their cocks against each other made them both gasp.

Severus kissed Harry harder, little moans being swallowed by Harry as they escaped from him. Pulling away to whisper a locking spell on the infirmary door. Harry smiled down at him, eyes glazed with passion.

“We should have about an hour before Pomfrey comes back.” His whispered, his tone rough and deep.

Harry wasted no time, diving in to devour Severus’. The moans spilling into his mouth, driving his hips to rut forward. The slickness leaking from their rigid cocks slicking the way for them to thrust back and forth. Harry wallowed in the feel of the hot smooth skin of Severus against his own heated body.

He kissed the corner of Severus’ mouth and languidly allowed his tongue to leisurely lick down his neck. Stunned when he realized that Severus’ pale neck still carried a pink mark from his fingers on that night. His tongue traced the marks, lapping forcefully. Severus giggled, clamping his mouth shut to cover the noise, face pinking up with embarrassment.

Harry felt his face almost split with the wide grin that escaped. He nuzzled Severus’ neck, tongue flicking eagerly. Dragging ill contained giggles from deep in Severus’ throat. Harry bit lightly, the giggles stopped becoming replaced with a deep moan.

Pushing his cock more firmly into Severus’, Harry nipped again. Severus bucked up, grinding their lengths together. Harry gasped into Severus’ neck, his tongue lapped at the tiny bite mark that now decorated it. With a deliberate torturous pace Harry licked and nipped down to Severus’ chest. Harry could feel Severus’ heart racing . A teasing lick to his right nipple followed by a sharp bite made Severus writhe with excitement. A sudden pain filled gasp informed Harry that Severus was being summoned again. He looked up to pain filled eyes, Severus offered him a shaky smile and kissed him. Harry felt the raw emotion and the pain in the kiss.

“Don’t go.” Harry mumbled against Severus’ lips.

Harry used his weight to pin the potion master down, his hands grabbing his thin wrists and holding them to the floor above Severus’ head. Harry kissed him hard, nipping at his lip forcefully. The coppery taste of blood coating his lips. He pulled back to look down at a gasping Severus, chest heaving. A long line of blood running from his bottom lip. Harry lapped at the blood, savouring the taste of the man undulating beneath him. Severus’ tongue peeped out to lap up the blood, their tongues sharing the bloody treat.

“You’re mine.” Harry said, his voice filled with sex.

Severus eyes glittered with longing. His cock twitching and rubbing against Harry’s dripping member. He gasped again, Harry looked at the Dark mark. The mark was raised and cracked. With confident fingers Harry touched it, the heat burning his fingers. The snake recoiling from his touch, Harry leaned down to put himself eye to eye with the serpent. Slipping effortlessly into parseltongue, his tones dripping with disdain.

“Thissss oneee isss nooo longerrr yoursss” The snake flinched back from Harry’s tones. Harry moved even closer, feeling Severus tensing beneath him.

“I willll killl youuu ifff youuu hurttt himm, amm I understood?” The snake recoiled, writhing around the skull.

Harry snapped out of what felt like a strange trance to find Severus flushed and rubbing frantically against him.

Kinky bastard’s got a thing for parseltongue

A mischievous smile crept onto Harry’s face. Severus lay, eyes squeezed shut lost in pleasure. Harry bent his head to nip at his glistening chest, the sweat was salty on his tongue. Pulling back just enough for his breath to ghost over Severus’ hard nipples as he hissed.

“youuu likee thattt don’ttt youuu?” Severus whimpered, his cock leaking steadily now leaving a slick trail across Harry’s.

“Iiiiii wanttttt you.”

Even though Severus could not understand the words he seemed to hear the emotion in them, his eyes snapped open. Staring deeply into Harry’s, yearning written all over his face.

Harry muttered a lubrication spell, Severus arched up at the sensation. The tension between them telling Harry that neither of them would last long. Fingers trembling as he slid the first one inside Severus’ warm body. The tight ring of muscle clamping around him. Gently he eased the finger in and out, spreading the slippery lube inside his hot channel. One finger soon became two, Severus moaning constantly. Harry had to resist the urge to slam himself inside the man. A flash of the dream invaded his mind, a vision of Severus writhing in agony as he thrust inside.

Harry pressed their lips together, the kiss leaving them both breathless. His fingers always active, stretching and preparing. Severus seemingly having had enough of being treated gently, reached down and wrapped his fingers tightly around Harry’s cock. The feel of those cool fingers tested Harry’s control.

“I’m not made of glass, fuck me!” Severus’ tone filled with authority.

For once Harry found himself doing as he was told, thrusting three fingers deep inside the potion master. Spreading them wide as he pulled them out. The feel of the muscle giving around his fingers only to tighten as he pulled away was enough to make him come there and then. Severus slapped his fingers away impatiently and with his tight grasp still on Harry’s cock he guided him inside.

The passage wrapping around Harry’s shaft was warm and smooth. The guardian muscle fluttered at the base, tightening as Severus wiggled his hips. Harry slid deeper, feeling the nub of Severus’ prostate rub against the head of his cock. The groan falling from Severus’ lips making Harry realize that he had felt that too. Harry withdrew his cock partially, the spongy head still inside the warm body. Slamming back in abruptly, moans erupting from both men. The sound of slick, hard thrusts began to fill the room. Harry slipping back into parseltongue without even being aware of it.

“Youuu feelll sooo gooddd wrapped arounddd myyy cockkk.” the words encouraging Severus to thrust himself down against Harry’s thrusts.

“Yessss” Harry hissed, grabbing Severus calves, tipping him in half. Severus’ feet came to rest either side of Harry’s head. The position putting Harry deeper. His movements smooth and fast. The pace reaching fever pitch, Severus reached down to touch himself. Harry slapped his hand away, wrapping his own fingers around the rigid shaft. Severus biting his lip as he tilted his head back. To Harry an invitation, he crunched himself forward and bit his neck. The feel of Harry’s teeth piercing his skin causing Severus to scream. His cock spraying over his own chest and Harry’s hand.

Harry couldn’t breath, blood filling his mouth and the clenching of Severus’ climax. The channel quivering and twitching around him. He thrust forward and shouted into Severus’ bleeding neck. Balls tight and high as they spilled inside the clenching body. His heart thundering in his chest, he slumped forward still deeply embedded in Severus. The taste of blood in his mouth was the first thing on his mind when he recovered.

“I’m sorry.” murmured into Severus’ cooling skin.

Severus laughed and hugged him tight to his chest. His voice was shaking as he assured Harry he was fine. With reluctance Harry looked up at the clock, they were nearly out of time. A large yawn slipped out, Harry grinned sheepishly.

“In to bed with you.” Severus admonished him, obviously still worried about his earlier episode.

Harry got up, casting a spell to return their clothes and clean the evidence from their skin. Hating the fact that they couldn’t lie together. Severus appeared to read his mind.

“I will stay,” his face pink with embarrassment at his caring side coming out, “someone has to keep you out of trouble, now get some sleep.”

Harry laughed, slipping into the hospital bed. He lay down, Severus leaned over him to kiss him gently.

“Goodnight Harry.”

“Night.” Harry tried to stay awake just so he could watch the man but quickly found himself succumbing to the need for sleep.

Voldemort sat on a large throne like chair, Lucius Malfoy sat to the left and Bellatrix to the right.

“I’m concerned about Severussss” he hissed, Harry’s skin crawled.

“In what way, my lord.” Lucius simpering tones echoed in Harry’s head.

“I’ve been having some disturbing dreamssss”

Harry held his breath, heart racing.

“what dreams?” Bellatrix’s high excited tones filled Harry with anger.

“Strange dreamsss,” Voldemort seemed unsure of what to say, “dreams of sexxxx”

He saw my dream!

Bellatrix sat up, her face animated with interest, Lucius appeared surprised.

Just then Voldemort turned and looked in Harry’s direction.

He can see me!

A slow smile spreading across his snake like face, Harry realized he was looking past him. Harry began to turn, freezing when he heard Voldemort speak.

“My dear Severus, joined us at last?”

Harry woke up with a scream, eyes drawn to the chair by his bed.

Severus was not there.
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