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A Most Trusted Soldier	By : Rettavex Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 58683 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter List
- 1-A Most Trusted Soldier
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-4
- 5-5
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- 8-8
- 9-9
- 10-10
- 11-11
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- 16-16
- 17-17
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- 21-21
- 22-22
- 23-23
- 24-24
- 25-25
- 26-26
- 27-Author's Note: update
- 28-Still getting reviews...
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This chapter is dedicated to my beta, Slyth. I cannot thank Slyth enough for the quick chapter turnarounds, the encouraging words, and the occasional laughs. Good Beta=writer that sticks with fics...

The short pre-exam holiday was over and term had resumed once again. Severus found himself actually mildly enthusiastic by the fact. It had only been a week long vacation for the students before the older years sat O.W.Ls and N.E.W.Ts, but Severus had missed the certainty and accuracy of what transpired in his classroom. He was in full control as potions professor; and while he did not regret giving up control to Harry, of late he did lament his inability to easily navigate the current emotional landscape of their relationship.

Since the shameful ending he made of their first foray into public as a couple at the Spring Equinox ball�which despite its name was actually held at the tail end of Winter� Severus had been on tenterhooks around Harry. Not that Harry was feeding this anxiety by any specific action. Severus was just very aware that he had to re-earn Harry�s trust, which was proving to be more of a conundrum than he would have suspected.

Their day-to-day interaction remained mostly unchanged. They still took their morning meal together prior to Severus departing for school. In the evenings they shared dinner prepared by Harry, followed by shared time in the parlor or study where they consumed Bourbon or perhaps a dessert wine while discussing their respective days. Thereafter, they would have bath time, which led�if Harry was in particularly relaxed mood� to their routine but still impressive round of pre-sleep sex. On the whole things were the same, except they weren�t.

If asked the nature of the problem Severus knew that he could not explain with any of his usual verbal proficiency; but he felt that the space between he and his younger dom, which had once bubbled, burned and sparked like fresh lava, now merely smoldered, like a dying fire that someone had forgotten to stoke.

Severus had expected to be reminded daily of his failure to remain composed at the ball, but to his surprise after the night in the cellar the only indicator that anything had happened was in the form of Harry treating him with even more tenderness and tolerance. Severus knew he was being handled like a skittish colt and nothing he could do sufficiently hid his discomfiture from his dom. To the naked eye nothing was amiss, but Severus knew he had damaged Harry�s trust in him, if only a tiny bit, but it was enough that it sent the older wizard in search of a willing ear, a friend, a confidant.

Which brought Severus to his current position, staring at the scarred, faded orange, near-circular front door to the home of Luna Lovegood.

After their initial meeting all those months ago the potions master and the former Ravenclaw had become low-key friends. With all the excitement surrounding Severus and Harry�s relationship, neither Luna nor Severus thought it wise to shock the wizarding public all over again with news of their budding friendship. Plus, Severus was still a very discreet man. He so liked his secrets.
It no longer strained Severus� mind to consider the svelte, blond witch a friend. Within days of their initial t�te-�-t�te and for the first time in his life Severus allowed simplicity to override his incessant urge to over analyze every situation for its most complex rationale. Luna was a friend with no ulterior motive for being so. His time as a double agent had trained his instincts to peer under every word passed between he and another for the hidden code, the subversive plot to exploit his weaknesses. Yet, he knew that he�d never find malevolence in the younger female. She may be sly and mischievous but Luna could no more be evil that his Harry could. While deceptive in her daily fa�ade, Luna was genuine to those she called friend and Severus counted himself lucky to have been allowed behind her usual mask.
The older wizard had never had many friends, and of those he had he only trusted as far as he could see them. Luna was an altogether different animal and Severus thought it prudent to not waste precious brainpower trying to decipher just what led the two most unlikely people to form such an easy friendship with so little effort.
They did not see each other often, as Luna and Severus were both ever cognizant that they had a lover in common who was Severus� current life mate. They had begun their once monthly afternoon light-teas almost as soon as breeding was completed. Severus had met Luna, at his own request, to thank her for her help in getting him back into Harry�s home. The younger witch had only waved his thanks away with a dismissive flick of her hand and a slight blush. Without succumbing to tawdry gossip about what had transpired between he and Harry, the two unlikely friends shared a loaded look over tea and crumpets that explained what neither dare voice aloud. They had both �had� Harry�unadulterated Harry with the full passion and drive of his heritage at work�and each had survived to glory in what was both an achievement and a blessing. As magical beings they had done what few had and instead of it causing a chasm between the elder man and younger witch it bonded them a little closer.
They were mindful that with Severus and Harry�s bond being so new and Harry�s own heritage not completely understood, that it was best they not muddy the waters of their budding friendship with any more complexities than were already there, which made the reason for Severus� current visit all the more significant. Harry was usually a topic closed to discussion beyond the customary inquiry into his wellbeing. Today they would remove the shroud they had intentionally draped over the intimate details of Harry and Severus� relationship. Strangely enough Severus wasn�t as nervous about the matter as he thought he�d be, which was a testament to just how much he had come to trust the younger witch.
The moment Severus rapped the pewter dragonfly door-knocker against the weatherworn wood, the door opened to reveal the placid, angelic face of his newest confidant. Not since Albus had Severus felt the urge to outright smile at anyone aside from Harry, but Luna was slowly becoming such a person.
�Severus, do come in. What took you so long? It�s half after four. I was expecting you nearly an hour ago.� Luna led the way into a sunny sitting room, which contained far too many plants and a jumble of bric-a-brac that lacked any unifying theme.
�I was detained. One of my third years decided that the potion recipe I assigned for today was merely a suggestion. The little idiot�s variation on the simple formula for a basic cough suppressant draught nearly cost he and his lab partner several fingers,� Severus snarled as he thought back to the incident.
�My, my, professor. I was sure only Neville Longbottom could make your left eye twitch like that. You look two steps from homicidal mania. He�ll be so pleased to see someone else has taken up his mantle,� Luna drawled. �Tell me, of what house is this rebel third year a member?�
Severus gave an incredulous snort before replying. �Astoundingly enough, Ravenclaw. Though I must ask Minerva to check the spells on the sorting hat. It seems to be either losing its ability to properly place, or the moth-eaten accessory has grown bored with its duty and begun willy-nilly placing students as some form of entertainment.�
Their conversation was pleasant and easy, punctuated by moderate peals of laughter and the occasional friendly verbal jab, as they spent the next hour glossing over the happenings in their respective lives since they had last met socially.
As Luna stood to clear away the tea tray Severus reached out and caught one of her delicately boned wrists.
�There is one thing I wanted to speak with you about. It�s�extremely personal,� Severus stated in a very serious tone before he released Luna�s wrist and sat back in his chair.
Luna blinked her wide eyes a few times before nodding and resuming her task of clearing away evidence of their afternoon tea. She made a quick trip to her kitchen and returned holding two wine glasses and a bottle of wine.
�This is Muggle wine. Harry and I found the most wonderful little shop last year. They sell imports from all over. The age is nothing like what you�d find in wizard or elf made wine, but I have cultivated a taste for Muggle Beaujolais. Join me?�
Without waiting for a response Luna poured two glasses and pushed one closer to Severus. �Now then, do tell.�
Severus took a testing sip of the wine before nodding appreciatively. He spun the glass by its stem for a few moments before snuggling back into the worn, butter-soft leather chair in which he sat.
�You remember the ministry ball a few weeks back, yes? I recall you were there with Longbottom,� Severus began. �Well, you know that I had a�reaction�that caused a bit of a ruckus. Harry was not pleased.�
�I see. Well, I have a vivid imagination so I can picture the types of things that may have transpired after Harry was forced to drag you from the building. What precisely did you want to discuss about this episode?� Luna asked before taking a large gulp of wine.
�Things between us have been uneasy. Nothing I can pinpoint, but I somehow feel�no I know that I have created a fissure in the wall of trust we had been building,� the dark haired wizard explained, doing his best to keep the level of dialogue both vague and specific at once. Luna was his friend and he trusted her, but he did not feel comfortable describing details of his sex life to anyone unless they were a participant.
�Let me guess, you feel guilty for your little territorial display, but most of all you feel that Harry has cooled on you somewhat, yes?�
Severus nodded and resumed sampling the wine.
�Don�t be,� Luna said flatly, tucking a stray lock of platinum blonde hair back into the knot of a ponytail tied loosely at her nape. �I know Harry and chances are he has moved on from the encounter. It is you that have not quite forgiven yourself, so you are unable to feel completely at ease in his affections. Harry has a way of forgiving so completely that it makes you feel even more like an ass for doing whatever it was you did to begin with. He doesn�t do it on purpose, but it�s just�Harry,� Luna said with a fond smile, pausing to refill both their wine glasses.
�Harry does not play mind games, Severus� at least not the malicious kind you are used to. He is a lion that swallowed a snake, so he can play those games quite good when needed, but he�d never use a character flaw to continue to punish you. You must see this by now?� Luna added, her eyes looking imploringly at Severus.
The tall wizard once again nodded, his brow furrowed with the telltale sign of deep thought.
�Perhaps you are right. I have not truly forgiven myself. I suppose forgiveness, true forgiveness, has been very foreign to me in my life,� Severus said, a shy smile playing on his lips. �I have forgotten what it is like to have someone release me from a mistake so completely. My mistakes usually follow me a lifetime.�
Luna gazed fondly at the man across from her and watched as the lined face smoothed slightly as Severus let go of some of the worry he had been carrying. She loved to see her ex-professor relax. Merlin knows the man had been pinched and pent-up with stress for far too many years. Which made what she had next to say all the more difficult for her.
�You were right, you know.�
Severus quirked an eyebrow in question and shrugged a shoulder. �About?�
�Wood.�
The potion master�s face immediately darkened, his featured hardening with malice. �Enlighten me.�
Luna gave a small, playful pout and batted her eyes in mock innocence, before her face too became more earnest.
�You know,� she began, cutting a sly, meaningful look at Severus through slanted eyes. �I have only ever seen two people play Quidditch with absolutely no fear� Harry and Wood. Draco and Angelina both would come close on occasion, but Harry and Wood both played the game as though they were invincible. Not a shred of hesitation in either one when it came to the game. Tenacity I believe it�s called,� Luna said in a rather sing-song like manner, as though she were telling a riveting bedtime story to a child.
�Tenacity. Hmm�� Severus replied, his obsidian eyes locked firmly with Luna�s.
Luna sat back in her seat and crossed her legs primly. �You know sometimes tenacity is a very good thing, but at what point does tenacity turn into menace? I am no riddler, so I will cease with the fun. Wood wants Harry, it has been plainly obvious since the year Wood graduated Hogwarts. Luckily, he went off to play professional and we fought a war, thus keeping us all rather busy.�
�Does Harry know this?� Severus asked.
�I doubt it� Well, I am sure since the ball he knows, because whatever Wood whispered was enough to make Harry blush like a rose. However, I am pretty certain that during Hogwarts Harry had no idea. The poor sod was too busy trying to survive Voldemort�s yearly try at ending his young life to notice Wood eyeing his ass as he walked from the Great Hall.�
�Should I be worried, then?� Severus asked, a dangerous smirk on his face.
Luna let out a chuckle before draining her wine for the second time.
�Doubtful. Nevertheless, be on your guard. As I said Wood is stubbornly fearless and despite being a jock, he is also a well-trained wizard. He will not back off if Harry is near and will take every opportunity to entice Harry away from you. What you must remember is that Harry is no brainless child, nor is he a slave to his carnal desire. Harry values trust and you have to trust him while not forgetting to protect your own nest, so to speak. It is a fine line but you�ve walked finer for longer. You have a priceless treasure, professor and others will always want it. You have to decide what you will do to keep it.�
Luna�s sea blue eyes glinted with mischief. Her revelation about Wood came as both a warning and a challenge, which Severus acknowledged with a reverent nod. The older man relished having such an astute young friend. Luna was just what he need. She was cunning when necessary, so discreet that she appeared forgetful, and apparently had a keen eye for observation and picking up on subtleties. No wonder the witch behaved as she did in public. What better way to observe behaviors others would want to keep secret than to make others nearly forget you were in the room.
Their visit ended with the two friends feeling once more at ease, comforted by the notion that another thread had been woven into the growing tapestry of their relationship. The wine coursing through their veins had both wearing soft smiles and dozy expressions. Having both vowed to meet again in the next month with the professor hosting at Hogwarts, Severus departed after planting a chaste, almost fatherly kiss on Luna�s smooth forehead.
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For what seemed to be the tenth time in a span of less than an hour, Severus found himself with wand pointed towards the blackboard in an effort to reiterate the critical nature of step four of the current brewing process, which the current class of Hufflepuff and Gryffindor sixth years were botching spectacularly. It was just no use, there was not a natural brewer in the lot of them, and if one judged based on the congealed, off-colored, putrid concoctions bubbling in the students� cauldrons, one could assume that not one of the little blighters could actually read.
Just as the chalk scrawls on the blackboard enlarged and bolded to emphasize the instructions he was barking at the shuddering imbeciles that likened themselves to students�which would imply they were at all studious� the sound of a firm knock on his classroom door interrupted.
Without bothering to look away from the students Severus flicked his wand irritably at the doors, which opened with a great whoosh owing to the professor�s blustery mood.
�Yes? What is it?� Severus snapped, eyes still not looking towards the door. He assumed it was just some timid messenger sent with some silly note from the Headmistress, or perhaps Madame Pomfrey with some non-urgent request that could have certainly waited until class was finished.
A throat cleared. Harry
Severus would know nearly every bodily sound his lover could make, from the soft, mewl of a morning yawn, to the deep grunt of heavy lifting, to the soft gulp that emanated from Harry�s throat when he drank. Every sound his dom made was distinct and Severus felt his instincts kick in to prevent him from submitting at once and welcoming his lover with what would no doubt be a highly inappropriate and embarrassing display.
�Professor Snape, have you a moment?� Harry asked from the threshold.
Severus schooled his features into indifference, careful to avoid looking any one student too directly in the eye lest his excitement be discovered. He motioned for the class to continue before he swept gracefully towards the door. Once out in the hall he slammed the door and erected a silence barrier so that nothing that was said would float back inside before he turned to face his lover.
�Harry, I am surprised. You never come to Hogwarts. Is anything wrong?� Severus inquired, a little nervous. It was unlike Harry to show up unannounced. In all the time they had been a couple the younger wizard had only come to the school twice. Once by invitation from Minerva in the form of a threatened transfiguration of a personal part of his anatomy if he declined; the other was when he helped Severus rearrange his office and clear out his quarters in the dungeon shortly before the start of fall term.
Harry smiled and reached out the grab Severus by the hand.
�No, nothing is wrong. I�I just wanted to see you. And�and talk. Things have been, well�you know,� Harry said with a shy shrug. �Anyway, I have a food hamper filled by one Molly Weasley shrunken in my pocket. I thought we could have lunch together out on the far side of the lake. What do you think?�
Severus melted a little inside at the hopeful look in his younger lover�s eyes.
�Of course, Harry,� he replied in a soft, demure tone, unable to stop himself form smiling at Harry�s thoughtfulness. �Be mindful of the students, however. Since news of our relationship has gone mainstream I am no longer known as the greasy, asexual, bat-like, evil professor of your school days, nonetheless I am sure Minerva would not thank us to be overly demonstrative in front of the students. Your being here alone will garner whispers and gossip for months to come.�
Harry laughed an easy, relaxed laugh, which made Severus� stomach flip. He loved that laugh and it had been missing of late. Perhaps at lunch they could talk about why.
�Shall I wait and escort you?� Harry asked, ticking Severus� palm with the tips of his fingers.
Severus shook his head and told him he would rather meet Harry at the lake itself. If they went together it would just cause the students even more reason to trail them and spy. This way perhaps they would think Harry had merely come by for a brief visit and had already gone.
Harry stepped closer to Severus and planted a hand firmly on Severus� hip, clutching the sharp jut of bone possessively. Severus held his breath as the younger wizard leaned in and whispered, �I�ll be waiting, pet. Don�t dawdle.�
And as quick as he came Harry was off, striding down the corridor and out of sight, leaving Severus flushed and aroused.
The professor returned to his class but was distracted throughout the remainder. He only managed a half-hearted glare when one of the students placed a poorly sealed vial of their worthless and likely harmful potion assignment on his desk. As the miscreants filed out Severus tried his best to affect an unhurried air, waiting several minutes after the final student had left his class before shucking his own lab robes and heading straight for the lake.
Since the fall of Voldemort and his subsequent relationship with Harry, Severus was steadily more and more comfortable not always being so stoic. He no longer felt he needed the security he once garnered from being safely ensconced behind billowing, black robes. While he did not walk around Hogwarts with a smile and could still strike plenty fear in the fickle hearts of teenagers, he did not place particular effort on displaying animus. He even found that he had more energy throughout the day, as he was no longer spending extra effort to appear hard, unavailable, and remote.
He could see Harry long before he reached the spot where the younger man had laid out their lunch spread. As he approached he noticed that Harry had chosen a section of the lake bank that was shaded by trees and a bit cloaked by some blue butterfly bushes.
Harry lay on his back atop a large heather gray blanket, the hamper off to the side in the grass, the food already scattered about on the blanket beside his resting form.
�Here it was I thought you wanted lunch, when in fact you simply wanted someone to watch over you while you napped,� Severus quipped, though Harry could tell the older man was simply trying to capture his attention.
Harry sat upright and leaned on an elbow. Severus saw then that Harry had removed his socks and shoes.
�Are you ill?� Severus asked, knowing that Harry had already spent his usual morning out in the yard at home, so should have had plenty of nature to satisfy his heritage.
�Nah, it�s just so nice to be out in the warm air. I just couldn�t resist,� Harry replied before reaching up and yanking Severus down onto the blanket.
The moment Severus� knees hit the blanket Harry reached forward to pull Severus down into a kiss. The potion master hesitated, cutting his eyes towards the castle.
�Harry, the students,� Severus breathed out raggedly as he countered the pressure Harry was exerting to pull him closer.
�Fuck the students,� Harry said in a rush.
�But, Minerva would��
Harry pulled back and glared at Severus. The huffy look in those emerald eyes stopped the potion master mid sentence.
�Minerva would want me to be happy. Kissing you makes me happy, Sev,� Harry interjected in a clipped tone. �Besides, push out towards the lake with your magic.�
Severus gave Harry a questioning look before complying.
�You�ve put up a barrier,� Severus said, his face contorting with thought. �I don�t recognize it.�
�Yeah, I�ve been discovering some wonky things about my magic lately. I can layer spells on top of one another so effectively that they appear as one,� Harry explained. �Would have mentioned it sooner, but I kind of wanted to figure it out on my own a bit before I came to you with it. I knew you�d be pulling pints of blood for analysis and testing my magic left and right as soon as you heard.�
Severus palmed his wand and began tracing the invisible barrier with the tip, muttering quietly all the while. After a few minutes a rare full smile broke across his face.
�You�ve managed to distort the air with something akin to an illusion charm and an imperturbable. That is quite fascinating, Harry; I�ve never quite seen anything like it. The ward on your property is amazing on its own, but this� this is unchartered magic,� Severus said, sitting back down on the blanket.
Harry stared over at Severus, drinking in the sight of his sub. On occasion he still had to force himself to label the stern man sitting next to him as such, but with each passing month he knew he was becoming more and more comfortable with their relationship. It had taken some time and there had been some bumps, but now Harry hardly ever considered the man that was his mate in the same thought as he remembered his former professor. Indeed, the professor and the sub shared an enormous number of innate characteristics but they were not the same.
�Kiss me,� Harry said.
Without a second�s hesitation Severus rolled atop his dom, succumbing to his own desire to obey. Harry�s smooth, plump, always moist lips parted but remained almost unresponsive, forcing Severus to nip, lick and coax movement from him. This is how Harry wanted to play, Severus thought. He came to have lunch indeed. More like came to be serviced, he mused with a little thrill.
�Harry,� Severus moaned into his lover�s mouth, chasing the word with his tongue, bent on using every nuance of his tongue to please his dom.
Soon enough Harry�s hands were firmly planted on Severus� ass, massaging the sub through his trousers, while Severus snaked a hand between them to toy with Harry�s fly.
Severus broke the kiss and looked beseechingly at his lover, the request for permission evident. Harry gave a short nod and spread his legs a bit to accommodate the handjob, at which his older lover was so proficient.
Severus deftly unbuttoned Harry�s jeans and slid the zipper down to discover that his dom had come prepared.
�No underwear?� Severus smirked when Harry only managed to shake his head in reply, too engrossed in watching his own cock fill and stand at attention to bother with words.
After a few teasing pulls and strokes, Severus reached over onto the blanket to retrieve his wand in order to conjure some lubricant, when Harry stopped him. The younger man brought Severus� hand up to his own mouth and licked a wide stripe across the palm before pushing Severus� saliva moistened hand back down to his erection.
This was a sure cue that his dom sought to work of some tension and Severus could only hope that the mood would not dissipate too quickly. Harry was an especially passionate, if a bit rougher than normal lover when wound tight about something.
Severus wrapped his hand around Harry�s cock, which was already leaking slightly translucent drops of precum. The professor wasted no time swiping his thumb across the tip to further spread the delectable fluid around the head. He wanted so badly to bend his head and stick out his tongue for a taste. To curl the tip of his tongue and scoop out a bit of the salty fluid that tasted so sweet when rolled around the back of his throat. Severus� mouth watered at the thought of teasing the slit of that heavy, proud cock with just the tip of his tongue before he inhaled the entire length, deep throating his lover, not bothering to come up for air until he had reached the sticky, creamy middle.
Sadly, that was not on offer. Harry had been adamant about his punishment after the ministry ball. Severus could have all the sex he wanted, but giving Harry blowjobs, his specialty, were off the table for now. These days he could hardly stand it when Harry would go down on him, knowing full well he would not be allowed to reciprocate.
Severus paused to lick his hand once more, rewetting his sticky palm, which carried the pungent, yet pleasant musk of sweat, sex, and spit. The spit was just enough to allow his palm to drag back and forth along the length of Harry�s cock in a rough slide that was equal parts pleasure and discomfort.
�Shit, Sev. That�s good. Tighter, babe. Hold me tighter,� Harry panted, his head thrown back exposing the smooth length of his neck. Severus could see the tendons and veins of Harry�s neck strain and pop to the surface as the younger man tried to bite back moans and swear words.
The professor rotated his wrist like a corkscrew, eliciting a deep moan from Harry. Severus took his free hand and snaked three fingers just behind his lover�s balls to toy with the soft skin of his perineum. Harry didn�t mind having his pucker played with and on occasion enjoyed it enormously. But what really got him off�and it had been purely by accident that Severus became aware of it�was the mere threat of having his asshole penetrated. For Harry it was like a forbidden fantasy that was far more thrilling as a naughty thought than as reality.
Severus ran his middle finger just back far enough to tease, the pad of his finger just grazing the edge of Harry�s opening, before the finger retreated only to repeat the motion half a second later.
Harry�s eyes had closed a long time ago. The only thing he was aware of, aside from the masterful strokes of his sub�s nimble hand, was the infinitely pleasurable combination of sex out in the open air. He could not spare a thought for why he and Severus had not partaken of such a combination before. Knowing what being in nature did for him and the inarguable fulfillment sex brought, it seemed a no brainer.
Harry�s polo was rucked up, revealing dusky nipples, which Severus laved and bit in an effort to not only drive Harry mad but to somehow placate his oral fixation. First one nipple then the other was treated to rough, cat-like licks before Severus rolled them between his teeth. Harry�s only response came in the form of an encouraging palm to the back of Severus� head preventing him from abandoning his current task.
�That�s it, babe. Fuck yes!� Harry growled, as he pushed up into the circle of Severus� palm desperate for more of everything.
Severus stroked with a steady rhythm, careful to keep Harry on edge while he roughly handled his dom�s anatomy. Yes, Harry was indeed worked up about something. He almost never let Severus handle him roughly, preferring instead to take his cues for what type of lovemaking they would have from Severus� mood.
As Harry lurched up into his hand once more Severus was acutely reminded of his own aching cock, still imprisoned behind his own closed trousers.
�Ahhh�I�m�so fucking�hard, Harry. So hard,� Severus panted as his own forearm came into contact with his erection, curved painfully behind his own zipper.
�Want me to fuck you, babe? Want me to make you scream?� Harry asked, finally releasing the death grip he had on the back of Severus� head, allowing the man to raise up enough to make eye contact.
�Mount up and ride hard,� Severus intoned, his voice rich and deep with lust. He flicked out his tongue and ran it across Harry�s adam�s apple before pursing his lips to suckle along an exposed collarbone.
�Ugghhhh. When you talk like that I just want to split you wide open, fuck you clean through from ass to mouth,� Harry groaned, his mind filled with sinful images of his sub naked, prostrate and soiled with his essence. He felt he could cum a river just thinking about the possibilities.
Without another moment passing Harry flipped them over so that he was on top. He had to pry Severus� fingers from around his dick, but once he did he pinned the older wizard to the ground. Their position was such that Harry was conqueror and Severus snared big game.
�Shit, Sev. Stop. You keep that up and I�m going to cum all over you and the food,� Harry said in a strangled breath. �I want to cum inside you. I want you soiled and dripping with my seed for the remainder of the day. Every time you strut over to berate a petrified student you�ll feel the slick of cum between your ass cheeks. All day, Severus, I will be oozing out, leaving traces in your pants. When you sit and feel that messy, cold squish your ass will clench-up thinking about how hard I pounded you. How open and loose you are for me. How wet I made you. You�ll be half hard the rest of the day just from knowing that I came all this way to fuck you. You�ll remember just how badly I wanted you and how much you pleased me.�
Severus would deny it until the day he died but his eyes stung with tears at the thought. I want nothing more than to please you, Harry. Please. Gods, please!

Harry palmed his eager sub�s erection through his trousers, which caused Severus to whimper like a cat teased with a bowl of warm milk. The older wizard was clamoring for it. Were it not for Harry�s weight pinning him to the ground he would have already assumed his favorite position.
Harry knew the minute Severus told� no, almost begged� him to mount up what his lover wanted. Severus was as transparent as Harry when it came to sex. Neither had any ability to hide or prevaricate when they were consumed with the raw need to slake their lust.
Harry released Severus� wrists and sat back on his haunches. Severus watched as his �Golden-Man� whipped off his wrinkled shirt that was slightly damp with sweat, revealing Harry�s perfect, toned, sun-baked torso. Utterly lickable, every fucking tanned inch, Severus thought. Just as Severus was reaching out a hand to stroke across his mate�s sculpted pectorals, Harry barked out a command.
�Face down, ass up. Push that tight rump high in the air and spread wide for me.�
Severus scrambled into position like a kid promised ice cream. His face pressed so firmly into the ground that were it not for the blanket he would have grass stains on his cheeks.
�Wink for me, baby,� Harry ordered in a gruff voice as he teased the head of his own cock.
Initially Severus thought Harry�s little kink was a bit ridiculous, but after the first time he did it even he had to acknowledge the obscene appeal it held. Severus concentrated on relaxing his opening, allowing the pucker to open of its own accord before he clenched his sphincter to close the gaping hole up tight again. Repeat. It was lewd; it was deviant. It made Severus feel savage and slutty, which was the desired effect. Harry had the uncanny ability to make him feel like a treasured whore� a favored catamite. And in moments like this Severus wanted it no different.
Harry didn�t even bother to prepare him, which suited Severus just fine. One half-assed lubrication spell later Severus felt the slick, thick, bulbous head of Harry�s cock nudging against his opening. As his dom sank into him in one, quick, smooth thrust, Severus involuntarily called out Harry�s name. Not for the first time that afternoon Severus found himself immeasurably thankful that Harry had placed them behind a strong privacy barrier.
Ever a man of his word, Harry immediately began thrusting away, his hips snapping against the hairless, fleshy mounds of Severus� bare ass. The speedy staccato echoed through the brush, the volume increased by the slap of sweaty skin on sweaty skin. With each thrust the green-eyed wizard went ever deeper, angling this way and that, purposely avoiding the prostate on most strokes, stretching the walls of Severus� hot, tight channel farther and farther apart, forcing soft tissues to give in to his intrusion.
Severus was being fucked rabidly. He knew he�d be sore, just as Harry promised. He knew the after effects would be almost as delicious as the main event. He knew how naughty and sated he�d feel walking around covered in Harry�s spunk for the rest of the day. It would be a filthy secret all his own. Knowing that others may note the faint scent of sex wafting in his wake but never quite be sure if it were him or not. It would be bliss.
�Fuck me, Harry. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Yes. Yes. Yes,� Severus chanted.
�I want you to cum all over me. Spray your seed all over my ass. Drip it over my balls. Down my legs. Fuck me, Harry. Please. More. Give me� Ah. Yes. Ah, Ah.�
Severus was being fucked so hard he was hardly able to draw in a complete breath. His heart was racing and his knees were burning from the friction of holding his ground while Harry shoved into him repeatedly. He reached an arm around behind him to clasp Harry by the hamstring, pushing the younger man even deeper inside. Helping to guide his personal jockey towards the finish.
Abandoning all thought beyond what was happening in the moment, Severus let go. All his fears about Oliver Wood, his self-flagellation over the incident from the ball, his failure to trust in what he and Harry were building� it all fell away, eclipsed by the brain melting connection of cock to ass; it faded into the white noise as Severus� screams of passion filled the lakeside air.

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