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Changes	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 27108 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 3
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CH14 AN: IMPORTANT! If you first read chapter one before 28^th May, 2017, I have made a slight alteration to the paragraph that begins “ He had been frightened before; now he was terrified”. So, if you did read it before today (28^th May, 2017), you may need to just go and re-read it. To be honest, the change isn't needed, just my sense of fair play wants it included (grumbles at self) – I was writing chapter 26 and something came up that totally blindsided me, meaning a small re-write was in order. Massive apologies. No, I'm not going to point out what has been changed, as that might get people wondering. (Wondering is fine, just keep suspicions to yourself! Or email me if you have them!)
Review wise, just the one review this chapter. Ho hum, clearly I was the only person who enjoyed Snape's 'stop that'. Anyway, Book_addict_89, thank you for the review. Just t clarify, despite people asking about seeing public Drarry and Snarry, it is not going to happen!

And finally, apologies for not posting this yesterday. I was planning to, but a last minute dress alteration emergency took up the time I would have used to post this. (Not that I think anyone is wondering, but I went to my cousin's wedding). Anyway, enjoy chapter 14. SP
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Chapter 14 – Drowning deep
Despite Harry having finally touched Snape's cock (well, as a human, anyway), they still didn't leap into bed at once. It was driving the student mad as he knew how much he was wanted, and how much he desired the crotchy, snarky bastard who had opened his private rooms up for a pupil he had always found deeply irritating.
They continued with the 'Wank Plan' (as Harry rather crudely phrased it), and even sometimes developed into the 'Blow Plan' as well. Usually that was after school as Snape found he liked taking his time sucking Harry's balls dry.
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“Sir?” Harry sat in his class with Hermione and Ron beside him, still trying to work around the fact that he'd missed a number of concepts during his two months away from studying.
Snape prowled over, eyes as dark and inscrutable as always. “Potter?” He bent over the desk and looked at the sentence the youth was pointing at. Sighing, he straightened. “No, as usual, you've misunderstood something a first year has mastered.” Pulling his wand out, he flicked it and a silver misty screen glowed briefly in front of the boy. “That is what would result using your method.”
“Oh,” Harry looked downcast. “But, if you then combined it with that other thingy you were talking about last lesson ...”
“The other thingy?” the teacher's voice dripped sarcasm, but his eyes looked fondly at the youth (not that anyone but Harry could see that). “Oh yes, I can see you are truly working at a NEWT level!”
“No, listen would you! That theory you were explaining: the one where lower level spells can be bolstered by utilising Lindgren's rules of Extremes, wouldn't that apply here so that the two combined would form a more powerful counter-charm than the standard way of casting?”
There was silence in the room. Harry looked at his peers and wondered why they were so quiet, then realised that they were all waiting for Snape for hex him into oblivion for speaking impatiently. The teacher was staring down at his student with something approaching respect in his eyes.
“As it happens, Potter, yes that would work. It is less common, however, as it requires two separate castings, which, in a battle situation, means more time to be attacked.”
“Oh, right.”
“Still, it shows an … adequate … grasp of magical theory. Five points to Gryffindor.”
Gaping, the boy watched the other man stride away. He didn't dare catch anyone's eye in case Severus saw and changed his mind.
***
“Adequate grasp of theory?” Harry panted as Snape lapped at his balls that afternoon. “If that had been Mal – Malfoy, oh god, there!, you'd have given him tw – twenty points!”
Snape moved his mouth away and quirked an eyebrow at the other wizard. “Did you really want me to discuss this with you, now? I would have thought that my ministrations were rather more effective as a reward than mere House points. But, if you would prefer the points, I can grant them instead.”
Mind taking a few moments to unravel what was being said, Harry cried out, “No! No, blow me! That's much better than points!”
“I thought as much,” Severus replied, lips twisting into a smile as he proceeded to swallow the jerking cock down to the root.
“Oh god!” Harry groaned, fingers clenching into the black hair of the man working him. “Please, oh please!”
Digit rubbing behind the balls, the older man found the twitching pucker and rubbed steadily there. His own cock leaked as he did this, and he inevitably ended up changing his clothes, but it was worth it to hear and feel the other's desperation as he got more and more aroused.
“Fuck me!” Harry sobbed, “Please, please, fuck me!”
He wailed and climaxed into the hot wet mouth, and shook as the digit continued its tortuous stroking of his sensitive body.
Snape kept hold of the dick as it softened before letting it slip free of his lips. Harry had been begging more and more to have sex since he had brought the older man to release with his hand and it was taking more and more resilience to resist when they were both almost mindless with lust. Severus was determined that at least one of Harry's 'firsts' would be pleasant so he was definitely not going to undertake sex without being thoroughly in command and thoroughly prepared to ensure the boy gained as much enjoyment as possible.
“A – adequate grasp of theory,” Harry gasped, “Five points to Slytherin.”
Snape smiled and stood up. His own prick hurt where it rubbed against the material of his clothes, but he could deal with pain. Especially pain of such a delicious nature. He leaned in for a kiss and was welcomed enthusiastically. Hands slid over his arms and across his front before stroking his throbbing dick with an eager touch. Severus thrust his tongue into Harry's mouth, trying to vent his own lust without succumbing too quickly.
The hands undid his fly and worked quickly inside. His hands shook as he was again stroked by a soft strong grip that made his nerves tingle. Pulling his lips free, he pressed them against the younger man's shoulder, hiding the tremble. “H – Harry,” he whispered, “please.”
Finding he rather liked this strong, sometimes cruel man utterly at his mercy, the student rubbed his thumb over the tip, revelling in the wetness there and longing to taste the release again. It made his mouth water a little. “Can I … kiss you … down there?” Harry asked hesitantly, his fingers stilling on the hard length.
“Harry,” Severus made a noise somewhere between groan and supplication, “please.”
Dropping easily to his knees (an action Snape wished he could perform with anything like the same grace), the younger man freed the hard shaft and pressed small kisses along its length, tracing up the vein and back down to lap at the balls. His tongue pressed in and shifted the flesh inside the skin and Severus had to clutch wildly at the walls to hold him upright. And still Harry continued worshipping the thick dick without putting it between his lips.
It was making the older wizard completely insane.
Still working the cock a little gingerly, Harry moved up to the swollen tip and pressed his lips to the slit, feeling stickiness coating him, which he licked off, loving the burst of Severus he tasted. Then, finally, after Snape had given up hope of getting through this without begging (well, more begging), Harry slid his mouth over the head and swirled his tongue around the bulbous tip.
Severus felt sure he was going to die from pleasure. His heart was pounding in his chest; he'd never felt so aroused without exploding, and yet the youngster was still working him tortuously and very very thoroughly. His fingers dug into the walls as he watched his prick disappear between the reddened lips. Black eyelashes fluttered closed as Harry savoured the hardness he was sucking. His fingers came up and gently cupped the balls. His thumbs stroked the shifting flesh as his mouth bobbed up and down, cheeks hollowed as the suction on Snape's cock intensified.
Moaning helplessly, and quite unaware he was making any such noise, Severus could only watch in hazed lust as his dick was lashed by a wicked tongue and squeezed by a tight hot wetness that made him see stars. He threw his head back, shuddering, and came.
And came.
Shaking, he re-opened his eyes, and discovered tears of pleasure had leaked out as he had been so perfectly tasted. He slid one hand into the black hair and stroked it softly, chest heaving as he gasped for breath.
There was a wet noise and he felt cool air swishing around him. After the sheer heat of Harry it felt frigid, but wasn't so very cold really.
“I – I get what you mean,” Harry said, aiming for nonchalance and missing by about a mile. “It should be good for both of us. And I liked doing that.” His cheeks were bright red as he added, “A lot.”
Severus felt that any response he made would be rather inadequate in the circumstances and settled for continuing his gentle touch on the dark locks.
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It was the final day of term. Harry, Albus and Severus had discussed the holiday and it had been agreed (with nary a complaint from any of the trio) that Harry would remain at the school to ensure he was no danger to others, and to keep him far away from Lupin. Dumbledore, still hating himself for trusting in an ex pupil who had betrayed that trust so thoroughly, had seemed pensive and had barely responded when the two dark haired wizards had stood up and left the office.
Once they were safely locked away, Severus took a breath and began speaking. “Once the majority of the school has gone home, and you have done all of your homework, I would not be averse to attempting some greater intimacy with you. I think, over a few days, we can build up naturally to a point that intercourse is the logical and wholly pleasurable next step.”
“Must you always talk like that?” Harry grouched, but his eyes were dancing. “Once I've done my homework you'll finger me and then we'll fuck, right? That's what you were saying.”
Blushing a little, Snape answered, “My way was rather more circumspect.”
“There's only us here,” Harry reminded him, “and I know I've asked for you to do that often enough. Are you sure you want to?”
“Yes.” Such a simple reply. But it made Harry's heart (and other parts) swell.
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CH15 preview: Concentrating on ensuring Harry's possession was as pain free as possible, Severus held his dick as he guided it to the pucker. He nudged back and forth for a moment, just adjusting to the intense feeling of being close to where he had so longed to be. And then he began to breach the entrance.
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