Can it be Real? | By : triceybabe Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 4561 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Harry took in a deep breath and knocked on his teacher's chamber door.
"Enter!" came the sharp reply.
Harry entered with no little trepidation in his heart. 'What am I doing? He wouldn't want anything to do me unless I am scrubbing his cauldrons!' he thought bitterly.
Snape was sitting down at his desk marking papers. He didn't look up as he pointed to the huge cauldron on the other side of the room.
Harry gave a grim smile as he walked to the cauldron. 'See?' he thought to himself. He knew the drill without being told... no magic... and got busy with the scrub brush that was next to it. The cauldron was huge! You could fit three Vernons and a Dudley in it. And in height, it came up to his chest.
Harry sighed and resigned himself to his torture.
Snape too sighed, but it wasn't for his work. Nope, he found that now that Harry was here he couldn't stop his eyes from straying to the working boy. And it distracted him to no end every time Harry gave a grunt as he tried to clean a particulery hard spot.
He couldn't help but grin as he watched Harry lean over the cauldron to clean the inside. 'The boy has no idea how incredibly sexy he is.'
Suddenly Harry squealed as he lost his balance and fell into the cauldron with a thump punctuated by a loud "Owwww!"
Snape barely stopped himself from lunging forward and running to help the fallen boy. Instead, he kept up his cold pretense. "Mr. Potter, I so hope you haven't damaged my caudron with your thick skull," he said silkily.
"Oh, ha ha," he said sulking as he climbed out of it. "He will pay!" He dusted his clothes off and grumbled some more. "Sadistic bastard," he murmured.
"What was that, Potter?"
"Nothing sir, just wondering if I can take off my clothes so that I can clean better without the restrictions," Harry said looking at him.
Snape's mind shut down as soon as the boy mentioned taking off clothes.
"Professor?"
"Huh? Oh! What did you have in mind," he asked with what he hoped was a growl and not the huskiness that he thinks it was.
Harry crossed the room so that he can talk without having to yell. "Well, my shirt for one... its my favorite and my jeans!"
Severus went into a caughing fit at the last bit. "Why your pants?" he asked once he was under control.
"Sir, jeans get tighter when wet. Very uncomfortable and very restricting. A man's bits aren't safe in jeans when wet because it chaifs!" Harry whined.
Snape began to pinken as he imagined a naked Potter scrubbing a cauldron. No... scratch that! Scrubbing him!
"And what do you propose you wear in its stead?"
Harry grinned. "My boxers, of course!"
'Oh no! Bright red boxers!' he thought horrified even as he said, "Yeah, go ahead."
"Thank you, sir!" he said going to the chair in front of the desk. He unbuttoned his jeans and pulled down the zipper he then pulled his shirt off and placed it on the chair.
Snape tried to remember to breath and remember to look away. He didn't succeed in neither!
Harry glanced out the corner of his eye and watched as Snape watched him. He turned his head and smirked. 'Well, well, well! He is interested!' he thought gleefully. He let his fingers play with the button a bit before he took a deep breath and pulled down his pants to reveal, not his boxers but his birthday suit! He stood in front of Snape naked as the day he was born!
"What the Fuck!" Snape roared startling the tranquility of the room. "What game are you playing, Potter? You said you had on boxers!"
"Did I?" he asked innocently as he hopped onto the desk. He crawled on the desk until his was face to face with Snape. He then lowered himself unto Snape's lap straddling him. "Oh dear! Must have slipped my mind that I don't wear underwear!" Harry ran his tongue along the side of his neck and was awarded when Severus shivered.
"Potter!" he gasped out as he tried not to succumb to his... charms!
"It's Harry!" he said with a bite.
"Harry! We can't!"
"You plan on fighting me?" Harry asked as his hands found their way inside the sweater and unto his skin. "Gosh, you feel so good! Don't fight me... please? I want you, I need you, I love you!"
Severus gasped and stopped Harry's questing fingers with his own. He stared into the boy's hopeful, uncertain, and scared eyes. "Say it again!" he demanded.
"I love you!" Harry gasped out between the lumps in his throat. He began to cry.
"Again!"
He sobbed. "I love you!"
Snape ravished the boy's mouth. He drank like a starving homeless man from Harry! "Again!"
"I love you!!!" Harry yelled.
He then placed his hands on Harry's arse and lifted him higher into his arms and stood up. In three long strides, they were in his room and on his bed.
Severus tore off his clothes and joined the boy on the bed.
Harry arched into Sev's hands. "Sev... need you so bad! Need you now... take me, please?" he begged sweetly. "We can take it slow another time! I need you!"
Snape rolled over and grabbed the vial of oil he always kept by his bed. It had begun to collect dust on it. "You sure?"
"Yes! Now, Severus!" Harry panted.
He smirked. "What a cute, demanding lover, you are!" he said as he oiled his fingers.
Harry growled in frustration at him then bucked as he felt a single long digit enter him.
"Easy there, kitten! Relax..." he coaxed.
He nodded and relaxed his muscles. "Oh, Sev!" he gasped as he felt another finger go in him. "Is it suppose to feel like this as he arched into the fingers. Suddenly he wanted more.
"Better!" he answered against his ear breathing harshly. It took his all not to ravish the boy right then and there.
Harry screamed in pleasure as he felt Snape touch a spot in him.
Severus added in the third finger into the writhing boy.
"Severus!"
"Ok, love?"
Harry moaned in answer and then his eyes went wide as he felt something bigger at his entrance. He pulled Severus's face down to his and kissed him with all the passion he had as Sev slid home.
The-Boy-Who-Lived sighed as he felt himself being filled.
The Greasy Git threw back his head and yelled at the top of his lungs three little words. "I love you!!!"
Later, snuggling in Sev's bed, Harry took hold of his face again. "Is this real? Do you really love me?"
Snape smiled brightly at his young love. "Just try to get away from me!"
"Never!"
The end!
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