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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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CH25 AN: Sorry about the delay. Yesterday (18^th June, 2017) my internet decided to throw a wobbly so I had to up sticks to my Dad so I could get online and do the work I needed to get done (yes, on a Sunday; yes, on Father's Day; yes, it sucked!). I've been crazy busy trying to meet a deadline that is fast approaching (23^rd June), so any and all reviews to keep me sane and remind me that there are other things in the world than marking will be gratefully received!
And so... Thunderbird
Ha! I love Snape's incoherence for that last scene. Hilarious, yet somehow still hot... I'm glad you enjoyed it; I had a blast finding all the right adverbs to show his feelings.
I'm getting pretty nervous about how things are going to go once Harry is away from Snape for the summer. I feel like it's all going to go to hell pretty fast. Go to hell? Me?! Would I write that?!
Apothic – two reviews, thank you! I take it that “The sex in this chapter is so emotional. It really communicates a lot about their relationship.” was for the second sex scene in chapter 23, not for the one in chapter 22? And yes, it was meant to. Odd really, as the smut wasn't there until really late on, but it does do an important job of showing their genuine liking for one another.
As for the other review, I'm glad you thought it was worth the wait.
Djaddict – yes the wolf has an agenda; but his is pretty simple most the time: get Severus' legs parted!
And, on an unrelated note, things I've learnt today: it's impossible to eat a Big Mac and keep my cat away from aforementioned Big Mac, and that she will try and get the left over McFlurry, and her face will get stuck in the tub. It was most entertaining! SP
CH24 recap: “SHA TUI!” Severus commented validly, his hips ramming upwards and his seed geysering out of his sensitive tip to fill Harry's mouth. He sank back limply into the chair and whimpered as Harry licked at his jerking cock.
Chapter 25 – You fucker
“Not that I object to you doing that, but why did you?” Severus asked once he'd tucked himself away and caught his breath.
Harry had settled at the older man's feet, legs folded under him, his head resting on a warm thigh. “I just wanted to do it,” he admitted, “and I guess I was apologising for just buggering off without telling you where I was going.”
“Please don't use sex to apologise,” Severus said softly, “And yes, I would have appreciated being told where you were going, but at the same time, Harry, I am not your keeper, and you are welcome to come and go freely.”
“I know, but I just ran away, and that was cowardly of me.”
Snape stroked the messy black hair gently, smiling a little when Harry almost purred. It was ridiculously good sitting like this, his young, if irritating, bed-mate close by, feeling sated after climax. He should have realised it wouldn't last.
“I got really pissed off with you, and I don't know why.” Harry confessed quietly.
Snape used his free hand to rub at the crease between his eyebrows. Why can I not have even one brief moment of peace? This damned boy is going to kill me! “Did you pay close attention to what I said?”
“I heard you, Severus,” came the short answer.
“But did you listen? I said you are stronger than the wolf. You control him more than he controls you. Only now, coming up to this full moon, are you letting him become dominant.”
Snape noticed how Harry had tensed against him.
“I'm not stronger than him. I've never been able to stop him.”
“You do know you've tensed up, don't you?” He felt the boy deliberately try to relax. “I think that's him, rather than you. He was angry that I'd said you are stronger. There is a part of you that knows I'm right, and I think he hates that. And that's why you were so annoyed.”
Thinking back, Harry nodded, enjoying rubbing his cheek against the material covering Snape's skin. “And,” he added, musingly, “you'd just said you wouldn't sleep with him. That must have annoyed him as well.”
“Indeed.” The teacher brushed the skin along Harry's neck, enjoying the slight quiver the youth gave as he was touched. “And I stand by what I said: I won't enter the room. He needs to accept you control him; not me, and not sex. You, Harry.”
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February's full moon fell on a Saturday. As Harry had been taking Wolfsbane during the previous week, he felt reasonably confident that he wouldn't wake up exhausted, and would be able to complete his homework tasks. He knew he'd have to; there was no way Snape would let him get away without finishing his DADA essay.
Now he settled into the room, stripping off comfortably. After all, the man watching him was very used to seeing his body in all stages of arousal. With his clothes off and passed to his teacher, he sank to the floor, pulling Snape's cloak around him. He still requested that one item to inhabit the cage with him; because of their recent actions, there was even more reason for the werewolf to submit to that scent now.
As he had on previous changes, he began sniffing the air, smelling the closeness of the moon, embracing the power it had over him. And then the transformation began. Being in his own head was both a blessing and a curse. He watched, almost a casual observer, as his body changed. The pain of the bones breaking and re-forming he felt and cringed over. He felt the prickling as hair pushed through his skin, coating him with a silver sheen. The twitching of his one ear (the one he knew was black) was driving him mad – it flicked back and forth over and over as if hearing more than he could somehow interpret. Glancing down, he saw the much larger penis that stood flush against his pale, furred stomach. It was covered with light silver hairs, all except for the tip – that pushed free of the foreskin, glistening with fluid already, angry looking in its need for Severus.
Harry opened his mouth and heard the howl he let loose. It was filled with joy, and energy, and lust. The lust overwhelmed him and he gasped for breath, losing sense of what the wolf was doing for those few moments. When he came to, he saw Snape leaning against a door jamb, trousers straining over his erection, and he licked his lips, aching to taste it.
Watching from a safe distance, the older wizard heard the wolf's howl and shivered. He could feel its passion, a passion that he knew was for him. It was arousing and terrifying at the same time. The wolf fixed its amber eyes on him and began crooning softly, enticing sounds that made the teacher swallow hard to fight the urge to join the beast calling to him.
Severus clenched his fists. He would not go and sleep with the wolf, no matter how much the creature tempted or begged. His cock was rigid in his trousers and he could imagine all too clearly what it would be like stepping up to the front of the cage and slipping his hand through to stroke the large shaft, so different from the human one. There would be the strong musk of the wolf's arousal – that heady scent that seemed to bypass Snape's logic circuits and make him ache to be fucked – and wetness slicking down the heavy prick to glide around the large balls and then drip onto the floor.
There was no help for it: he undid his trousers and tugged out his cock. His hand wrapped around his throbbing length and pulled almost violently. He cried out as his fluid soaked his palm and shaft, easing the painful strokes he was giving himself. Severus bit his lower lip as he pumped frantically, thinking of the wolf, of Harry, of all the pleasure he'd found with both, and he came, shuddering.
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When the morning came, Severus walked quietly over to the locked room and opened the barred door. Stepping inside, he knelt down beside the naked man and gently stroked over the warm skin.
Harry was sprawled on Snape's cloak, his nose pressed right into the folds of the fabric, and he didn't react as the skilled hands moved over him. Well, other than stiffening.
Pleased that even unconscious the Gryffindor responded to him, the older wizard nudged the thighs apart and stared hungrily at the entrance he had claimed so thoroughly recently. With one long digit, he rubbed at the pucker, loving the way it seemed to suck at his finger, wanting him inside. He heard Harry groan and saw him open his legs a little wider.
Snape removed his few items of clothing and pulled out the jar of lubricant he'd tucked into a pocket. Deftly he coated his aching shaft and then returned to play with the youngster's opening. His slick fingers stroked over the skin, moving down to cup the balls and lightly squeeze before sliding back up to rub against the entrance.
Harry was awake now. His breath came harshly, and he quickly got his knees under him, pushing his hips back. “Please,” he groaned, “please please please!”
Severus slid his digit into the channel, enjoying the tight grip that he always felt, and enjoying too the feeling that soon it would be his cock shoved into that hot slick space. He knew Harry would moan and sob with need, and he would become more and more incoherent. Those moments when he made the youth babble nonsense made his day. So much of his life was ruined by babbling children; this one, though, he enjoyed hearing.
“Fuck me!” Harry gasped, hips jerking on the single digit, “Oh, fucking fuck me!”
“Language, Potter,” Snape whispered, his breath tickling Harry's ear as he leaned over, two fingers now relentlessly tormenting the eager hole.
“Pl-please!” Harry panted, head going back and narrowly missing smacking Severus with it. “Please, Severus!”
Snape removed his fingers and quickly readied himself. His thick shaft pressed against the entrance and he stalled there for a few blissful moments, loving the feel of the pulsing muscle working against his sensitive tip. And then he was sliding inside.
Inside Harry was quite simply the best place to be in the universe. The boy's passage gripped him all the way along, and the sensitive bundle of nerves was placed at exactly the right depth for Severus to strike with each full stroke inside. It was so hot inside Harry. So very very hot.
“Severus!” Harry howled, tears in his eyes.
Feeling Snape's huge prick inside him was honestly the most pleasure Harry had ever felt in his life. And he was sure he'd never feel anything close to the way he felt with his teacher gliding deep inside his anus. It should have felt wrong and scary and gross, but it felt so hot to have that hardness filling him. So very very hot.
Severus began pounding into the lithe body, stabbing almost viciously at the nub inside the youth. Harry writhed and moaned on Snape's cock and it only drove him on to thrust more and more powerfully, to ram his prick again and again into that tight hole and claim the boy once again.
Ears beginning to fill with white noise, the older man pushed in deep, feeling the almost painful ecstasy of his head being knocked by the bump he strove to hit with each in-swing. That he was successful was clear from the nonsense spilling from Harry's lips and from the tight grip he himself had on the hips as he worked his body faster and faster to fuck the boy until he couldn't walk.
Harder and harder, deeper and deeper, quicker and quicker; his heart pounded fit to burst in his chest but he kept on powering into the willing boy, wanting only to be allowed to do this forever.
Harry came, his passage clenched so tightly around Severus that he actually, genuinely, saw stars. Snape let loose a cry (Harry would have called it a scream) and his seed poured from his body, spilling deep in the cavity, coating the innards with his essence.
After long moments of simply struggling to draw breath, Harry finally croaked, “Morning, Severus. Miss me last night?”
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CH26 preview: Grinning as the absurdity of it hit him too, Harry replied, “Yeah, yeah, I know, but it's easier doing that than trying to get that damned memory from Slughorn! I mean, Dumbledore seems sure I can get it, but I've haven't got a bloody clue!”
“Do you ever?” Severus asked softly. “From what I've seen of your career so far, every single thing that happens to you you've come through by the skin of your teeth, and without a single idea of how to accomplish what you intend. All I can say is, your poor Guardian Angel deserves some overtime pay.”
“I do have plans!” Harry denied hotly, ignoring the nagging voice in the back of his head that was asking snidely, Oh yes, when?!
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