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CH23 AN: Who'd have thought there'd be so much love for chapter 22?!
I'm Weird And That's OK - “FINAL-FUCKING-LY “ - Indeed! The other chapters were not lies, I never promised sexy time in the previous ones. I may have hinted at it, suggested it, implied it, and teased it, but I never promised it! (Me = Sneaky Puppy!)
I don't much like Harry topping Severus; you may have noticed it only happens when the wolf is in charge as that is at least believable to me. And don't worry about rambling on about fics, I quite understand. Luckily my brother is aware of my perversion (indeed, he called Sick Puppy) and doesn't mind me talking about it, so long as I don't go into graphic detail about the smut. I reckon you should try it as a dinner table conversation, “So, I read this awesome fic where Harry gets pounded into a wall by Severus Snape.” See how that goes!
Phoenix-rob – Oh they will do it again. And again. And again. Of course, how much of that I write is another thing! ;)
Book_addict_89 – glad you thought it was worth the wait. I am rather proud of that sex scene. In fact the whole chapter.
Thunderbird – another one who thought it worth the wait, thank you! I'm glad you liked the build up as I wanted to get that idea of desperate need. And I wanted to torment everyone a little bit more, of course! I also tried to get that final moment with Severus and Harry right too, so thanks for saying it was good.
On the sequel front, chapter five is now done. Needs editing and tidying, but the bones are there. So, sequel is looking like a go!
Nannon10 – you are far too kind: “Every single line of that chapter was perfect”. I doubt that, but I'm glad you liked it. And I'm giggling at your comment about a vocal lover, as it comes up (ahem) in chapter 29.
MomoTheMoogle – please don't die! And as for Severus' question... well, both he and Harry have bad experiences of sex, so he is always going to be tentative, especially in this first time. Once they get used to one another he is less worried about Harry not wanting it. Although there is an issue in a later chapter too. I do so love tormenting you with hints!
This chapter: kinda cute and kinda smutty... SP
Chapter 23 – Come on
Following a night of being fucked silly, Harry rolled onto his side and groaned softly. His thighs ached, as did the space between them, but feeling Severus' cock finally possessing him had been … memorable … to say the least. He clenched his buttocks, feeling the brief sting in his channel.
He lifted his head to check the time: 8:42. Far too early to be awake on a Saturday. Moaning, he let his head thump back down on the pillow and squeezed his eyes shut, wanting nothing more than to drift back off. However, his bladder suddenly ambushed him and he had to hurry to the bathroom to relieve himself.
Once back, he leaned for a moment against the door jamb and looked at the older man who was lying on his side in the bed. Severus had a book in one hand and was quietly dozing off over it. A smile touched Harry's lips, and his eyes looked with fondness at his teacher.
“Morning,” he said softly.
“Hmm? I'm awake!” Severus replied urgently, as though it was somehow weak to need sleep.
“Good book?” Harry was unable to keep the amusement out of his voice, knowing full well that Snape had only picked it up when Harry had disturbed him to use the facilities, and therefore had read, at most, half a page.
“Oh, er, excellent,” he blagged.
“What's it about?” the younger wizard crossed the room and settled back into the bed. He pressed cold feet against the older man's legs.
“It's about a selfish young boy who annoys his teacher constantly,” Severus commented as he tried to wriggle away from the icy appendages.
“Oh? And does the snarky teacher fall for the young boy?” The voice was innocent, but as Harry was busily pressing his frozen flesh against the warm skin of Snape's legs, the effect was rather lost.
“I never said the teacher was snarky.” Severus had given up trying to get away from the cool feet and was letting Harry rub them up and down his shivering legs.
“Bet he is, though,” Harry teased, one hand sliding under the blankets to add to the stroking of the other man's legs.
“Per-perhaps,” Snape admitted, voice having gone breathy.
“So, does he?” Harry shifted, cold feet forgotten, and focused on stroking up the strong thigh, closer and closer to Severus' twitching shaft.
“Does he what?”
“Fall for the young boy?”
Groaning, and desperately trying not to beg, Severus moaned out, “He – he might.”
“Good.”
Harry's head dived under the sheets and he positioned Snape where he wanted him and then licked the hot hard length.
Severus' hands clenched the sheets as he felt the delicious wet tongue stroke along his sensitive length. Unable to see Harry, or judge what he intended next, Snape could only lie there, panting, and feel everything done to him.
A hand cupped his balls and a thumb rubbed over them, pressing just enough to make him groan with need.
Then the mouth was back, kissing along the cock until it reached the tip and kissed the glistening head over and over again.
Must not beg! Must not beg! Severus thought desperately as Harry kept teasing and refrained from taking the dick into the hot confines of his mouth. His fingers gripped the sheets under him desperately as his hips jerked.
Harry kissed Severus' balls, lapping at the skin, feeling the shapes shifting inside the skin.
“Nnnnnh!” Snape managed.
Smiling to himself, the younger man teased the sensitive tip. He stroked so gently against it that the other wizard was chewing his lower lip to keep from screaming. Moving his thumb, he let the hard nail just slide along the slit, feeling the fluid that coated his digit as he tormented the teacher.
Must not beg! Must NOT beg! Severus repeated endlessly in his head as he felt the nail digging into his slit and scratching deliciously at his throbbing tip.
Harry pulled his hand free and instead played with the stretched foreskin tucked behind the head. Severus let loose an incoherent yell as the boy's clever fingers brushed the back of his swollen end, rubbing that sensitive area and making him leak.
Must NOT beg! Must NOT BEG!
And then his foreskin was being moved around, the loose skin being pulled back and forth, sometimes starting to cover his tip, sometimes being tugged almost painfully back. And still Harry wasn't putting his lips to Snape's shaft.
“H-Harry,” Severus moaned, his voice on the cusp of pleading. This is how I'm going to die, he thought, being tormented until I can't take any more!
Saying the youngster's name had been a mistake as Harry abruptly stopped and asked innocently, “Is something wrong, Severus?”
“Something wrong?!” Snape choked out, and suddenly he lost control. “Stop teasing me and get on with it!” he almost sobbed.
“Aye aye, sir!” Harry responded and at once sucked Severus' aching length into his mouth.
“SHITE!” Snape shrieked, eyes crossing.
Mouth full, the boy focused on how good it felt to have this man thrusting between his lips, how wonderful it felt to feel the spurts of liquid oozing from the tip and gathering on his tongue, how indescribably hot it was to know he was the only person to ever see Severus lose control like this.
Snape's hips thrust up again and again, ramming his prick deep into Harry's mouth. He was lost to all sensation except his own aching need, and how good it felt to be in that scalding sucking wetness. Mouth gaping, he cried out and came, hips still twitching madly as Harry sucked every last bit of release from him.
Sagging onto the bed, entire body going limp, Snape just gasped for breath and blinked rapidly, trying to clear the stars from his vision.
Under the sheets, Harry was wriggling, kissing his way up the older body until he was straddling one thigh. He gripped it and rode the leg, rubbing his own swollen length against the limb. Tongue tasting Severus' skin, Harry came, spurting onto the limb.
He rolled onto his side and took Severus' hand as they both attempted to re-boot their brains. Finally, Harry gasped out, “I think the annoying student might fall for the snarky teacher.”
***
Despite the soreness in his ass, Harry was very willing to have sex with Severus that night.
“Are you sure?” Snape asked, looking dubiously at the youth.
Lying on his back, legs spread, dick hard, Harry bit back a rude comment, then decided to say it anyway. “Fucking hell, Severus, do I not look sure?!”
“I don't want to hurt you.”
“Well, you will if you don't fuck me. Get in me.” Harry was surprised at his own crudeness and demanding nature, but he was desperately horny, and there was no need for he or Severus to deny themselves any more.
Snape, who had already removed his top and loosened his trousers whilst they had been kissing, now shucked off his lower garments and knelt on the bed.
Harry swallowed, seeing the large shaft angling up and slightly out. Already completely hard, foreskin pulled back, exposing the red head and glistening slit. “Severus,” he moaned, wanting nothing more than to feel that thickness impaling him.
Snape leant over and dropped a kiss on the messy black hair. “I know, Harry, I know.”
“You don't,” Harry panted, shifting up so that their lips caught. “I need you so much,” he gasped when they pulled apart.
Reaching for the lubricant, the older man slicked the liquid over his twitching cock, closing his eyes and drawing a deep breath to calm himself enough to stop him shooting his load before he even got inside the youth. At last wet, he shifted to kneel between Harry's legs and slid one slippery digit into the hole.
At once Harry arched and screamed, pleasure making his hips buck wildly. One foot dug into the mattress, while the other leg was thrown over the teacher's waist. He pumped up and down as the finger probed him, rubbing his already sensitive nub and making him spurt a little with each jab.
The second and third fingers pushed in quickly, stretching his passage ready for the larger cock. Each press of the digits made his breath hitch and his eyes cross. It was so damned perfect.
Finally Severus removed his palm and instead held his hard length. He eased it into the younger wizard and clutched, a little desperately, at a bony hip as he ground all the way inside the spasming channel.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh fuuuuuuuuuck!” Harry breathed, weight resting on his head and the one foot still connected to a flat surface. His whole body was tingling with need. His nipples were tight and aching, longing to be kissed and touched and tormented. His dick was so sensitive he thought a breeze would set him off. His ass felt exactly right: full of Severus' thick cock, it was nudging just a little against his bundle of nerves, and it felt wonderful.
Snape stayed in the same position – not leaning over to capture Harry's mouth, but kneeling up, able to see the way the body responded to him as he began gently, so very gently, rocking inside the tight passage. He wanted to pound, but knew he would come in seconds if he did, and this thing with Harry, whatever it was and however long it lasted, was too precious to waste on a quick fuck.
Barely moving back and forth, he felt his tip seeming to search for the small bump, felt it almost swelling as it got close, then pulled back, then nudged it, then eased away, then bumped it, then shifted once again.
Under him, Harry was gasping out nonsense in time with each touch. “So … plea … oh … Sev …. you …. I …. fuck … plea … love … plea … plea!” His body was wound tightly; his balls were brushed by Severus' body with each deep claiming of him, and it was too much for him. His partner inside him, those dark eyes so intense on him, his body exposed for the other man to see - Harry felt like crying. Not tears of sadness, but tears expressing just how much he was feeling. Emotions he had no way of expressing other than as water on his cheeks.
“Please,” he whispered, aware that he was now weeping.
Severus saw the tears and stilled. He moved one hand and brushed the droplets away. “Harry?” he murmured softly, knowing he wasn't hurting the boy; knowing how much Harry wanted and enjoyed this, but not understanding why the youngster was crying.
“So good,” Harry managed, gripping the thick cock embedded in him.
Understanding dawning, Snape nodded, but left his hand on Harry's cheek. He continued pressing in, feeling the need he had been trying to deny building beyond control. He wouldn't last much longer, even if he stopped moving; being surrounded by that hot, clinging wetness was too much.
Harry shifted his face and pressed his lips to Severus' palm as he came, utterly silently. His eyes screwed shut, and his mouth opened, but his scream was silent.
Inside him, helpless to fight any longer, Snape released his climax, filling the channel and claiming it.
***
Four days later, Harry was called into Dumbledore's office for another “private session”. He struggled to keep the smile off his face as he was ridiculously happy now that he and Severus had finally consummated their relationship.
Albus didn't comment when Harry sat gingerly down. Even with cushioning charms to help, he was still wary about putting his weight on his ass.
“Now, Harry, how have you got on with getting the memory from Professor Slughorn?”
“Err...” It had completely slipped the boy's mind, what with getting fucked through the mattress.
Albus took off his glasses and carefully polished them. Placed back on his nose he said sternly, “I appreciate that there has been a lot going on in your life this year, but I had hoped that you would understand that I had asked you to complete this task because it is vital to our awareness of exactly what we are fighting.”
“Oh.” Feeling about two inches tall, Harry looked studiously at the rich carpet and determinedly avoided lifting his gaze in case he caught Dumbledore's eyes. He really didn't want to see disappointment in them. “I'm sorry, sir. I should have realised that you wouldn't have asked unless it really was important.”
“No more needs to be said, then,” Albus commented. “And I just want to reiterate, Harry, that you can complete this task better than anyone else. Perhaps you don't believe that, and perhaps you can't comprehend why you would be able to get the memory, but I want you to believe that you can accomplish this. Agreed?”
“O-Okay,” Harry replied, feeling an odd burst of something like confidence fill him.
“And now, with that out of the way, there is little point in us meeting without that memory, so let us discuss the other important issues in your life. How do you feel about what has happened to you?”
Bloody hell! How can Dumbledore just ask that without thinking about all the things I've gone through?! Harry met the blue eyes and saw compassion there and felt ashamed. Dumbledore had understood, all too well, what Harry had gone through, and yet he still wanted to provide an opportunity for the youth to express himself.
“It's been... difficult,” he admitted. “Professor Snape has been great. He's really helped me accept what I am and how I feel. And, I don't hate being a werewolf. Sometimes, I can hear the wolf inside my head, and it can be almost... comforting. Like, I don't have to ever feel alone again, because he's always there.”
Albus' eyes seemed sad for a moment.
“I'm not saying what happened was wonderful, and I certainly wouldn't recommend it to others, but I think Severus and I have coped well so far.”
“You've both coped incredibly well. I can't say how proud I am of you both.” Dumbledore spoke warmly and Harry flushed. His cheeks flamed when Albus went on, “And, the more … private … situation between you two? That is resolving itself?”
“Erm, yes. We, er, well...” Harry snapped his lips shut. How on earth could he admit to having sex with a teacher?!
“I quite understand. And I take it that you have both found enjoyment with one another?”
How the hell did my evening become this?!
“Y-yes, sir.”
“I am glad, Harry. You deserve happiness, as does Severus. I am more happy than I can say that you have found one another.”

CH23 AN: The sex wasn't added until the night before I posted this chapter. Be grateful I wanted to keep all you perverts happy! So, let me know of any typos, it was written at quite a rush! SP
CH24 preview: He twitched his head when he heard the door opening. Harry stepped over the threshold and carefully closed the door before moving quietly across the room and kneeling between Severus' parted legs.
“Can I suck you?” he asked. (This, by the way, is the chapter that had the incredibly detailed note I mentioned way back in chapter 12.)
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