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Jealous Proposal	By : CodyMThomas Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 29642 -:- Recommendations : 3 -:- Currently Reading : 11
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/N: You've all been so awesome! As a thank you I give you... SEX! A whole chapter of it in fact, because you are all just that incredibly awesome. Enjoy and please review!

Chapter 4 Warnings: Minor2, H/J, B/J, Breathplay, Frottage, Bondage, Anal, Fetish, D/s, Shower scene.

Chapter 4: Breaking and Entering

After dinner, knowing that Severus was in the potions lab from a quick glance at the Maurader's Map, he broke into Severus' chambers while hidden under the invisibility cloak. Knowing Severus had rigged the place because of past pranksters, he disturbed the privacy wards and alarms intentionally. It wouldn't be long now. Going straight to the in-suite he started the shower, vanished his clothes, and stepped inside. Harry had just wet his hair when he heard the chamber door bang open and felt the furious aura of the potions master sweep through, making his body tremble and his cock swell. He gripped his shaft, picturing the angry look that made him tremble. One firm stroke was all he managed before Snape had stormed in and ripped the curtain open. Eyes blazing, wand raised, the powerful aura, Harry moaned as he was exposed.

"Severus..." He whispered, letting the water cascade over his neck and shoulders, his arms raising in goose-flesh from the cool air no matter the heat of the water. Discovering Harry in such a state took the Potions master completely off guard, effectively freezing him in his tracks.

Harry moaned as his thumb traced over his slit, mixing the steaming trail of water and precum while his other hand began playing with a nipple, teasing and pinching the flesh until it grew hard. He smirked at Snape who still stood there with wand raised. With locked eyes Harry leaned forward and let his tongue dart out to barely lick the tip of the ebony wood.

"Severus... I won't say no, but I'd rather play with your other wand if you don't mind..."

A cold, piercing glare that made him moan as the wand was re-holstered and the dour potions master crossed his arms, leaning against the wall while he watched.

Harry shivered, the dark look from his lover making him weak as he stroked himself firmer.

"Are you just... going to watch..." he panted "or are you going to join me?"

A smirk of wickedly cold amusement. "I should make you stop and remain unsatisfied, I'll have to start that potion over from scratch now."

He hissed as his cock got even harder. Severus KNEW what that hard, uncaring tone did to him...

"So let me... make it worth the trip... let me apologize... for spilling the potion this afternoon."

"Oh, is that why you came here? And here I thought you were trying to seduce me."

"I couldn't help it, I missed you, I need you, please don't make me stop..."

"I said I should... now stroke yourself lower."

Harry groaned and placed a foot on the edge of the tub, spreading his legs, hiding nothing as he slid his hand lower, down to the base of his cock and slowly dragged his fist back up the shaft. The heat of the water was turning his skin flush and tingling. Again he stroked himself, his gaze locked on his lovers' face.

"Like...this?"

"Yes, now finger your sac."

He moaned as he let his other hand trail down between his legs and lightly caress his balls, running his finger between the two, wishing it was Snapes' tongue... "Ooooohhh..."

"Harder, hook your fingers behind it and drag them up."

"Oh gods..."

Harry's vision seemed to be limited to the form of his lover; the hard look in his eyes, the wicked smirk on his lips, the outline of Snape's arousal through the robes, and the feeling of what he could so easily imagine was Severus' hand on his cock and his balls.

"Keep stroking, push that finger right into your taint and show me where you want me to press when I'm in you..."

The motion and the words had him flinging his head back in sensation, hips thrusting, driving his length against the friction of his hand as he pressed against his prostate from the outside, desperate to feel Severus' cock against it.

"Severus..."

"Feel good?"

"Yes! Severus... please... don't make me beg..."

"I should..."

Harry moaned at the thought, the image beautiful as he slowly stroked his perineum.

"Gods... is... is that what you want? Me on my knees, begging you to take me?"

"It just might. Should be interesting to see if I can get such a proud, strong and stubborn man to beg for my cock on bended knee."

Harry shivered before brilliant green eyes filled with seriousness locked firmly to the dark eyes of his lover. "I would... for you I would. Say the word and I'll bow to your will... I'll give you a power HE can't even drag from me with force... my complete submission, however you like... It's yours, if you want it..."

Not a moment later firm hands gripped his shoulders, driving him back against the tiled wall. A hard, firm body pressed against him, a hand gripping his hair, a demanding tongue ravishing his mouth, driving all other thought away.

"More...gods..."

Skilled hands took over, brushing his fingers aside before gripping his length perfectly.

"Ahhh! Oh yes! Severus, PLEASE!"

"You wretched tease."

"An... ohhhh... an invitation- isn't- mmm... isn't teasing!"

"Yes it is, flaunting yourself however you can so I give in, definitely counts as TEASING."

The heated water pounded between them, blinding them so they could only quest with tongues and breathless, heady moans. Wrapping one leg around the man's waist, Harry moaned as he felt Severus' arousal grind against him through his robes as the man began nipping his neck, Harry eagerly offering him more. Harry gripped Severus' shoulders and smirked. "You're still-"

"And whose fault is that?"

He grinned. "Mine."

Harry took great joy in ripping off the soaked robe and shirt before suckling the pale skin hidden underneath, still peppered with love bites from detention the night before. Severus' hand was moving on his cock gloriously but he still wanted more.

"Severus...please..."

A warm hand gripped his bottom, sensual fingers traced the crease, then lower, brushing his entrance, teasing, stroking, making him keen and wail in need.

"Yes! Do it... take me."

"So needy... But you said you would beg..."

"Oh god..." He didn't think he could get any harder, but he'd been wrong. Those words made him so hard he ached. Harry couldn't see it but Severus smirked as the blood rushed to his cock, filling and stretching it in the potion master's ever moving hand.

"Do it. Beg me to give you what you want."

He gasped, trying to think, to feel, trying to get the words out...

"Please... take me, claim me... I want to feel you in me. Please... tell me what you want and I'll do it..."

"Oh come come now, I know you can beg prettier than that. And I distinctly remember you saying something about being on your knees..." Harry moaned as his lover let go of his cock and pressed him down onto his knees as he'd promised he would do. Harry leaned forward, mouthing the bulge in Severus' slacks, his brain and fingers trying to remember how to undo the belt and buttons hiding his prize, all while the shower continued to blind him.

It took a moment but he finally worked the pants and black silk boxers down and the potions master stepped out of them, leaving him in nothing but his socks and well polished, thoroughly waterlogged shoes. The only thing keeping the socks up were the garters around the man's knees. Harry had never seen anything more erotic, his lover was so desperate to have him that he couldn't even be bothered to take off his shoes in a shower. Harry moaned, kissing each garter before kissing and licking his way back up the man's thighs until he was sucking on those full and heavy balls that Severus just LOVED having licked.

"Please Sir... please fuck me? I want you pressing into me so deep with this lovely thick cock of yours." Without any other warning he drew Snape's cock into his mouth, humming as the salty sweet taste was laved over his tongue. The potions master hissed in pleasure as Harry sucked and drew him in and out of his young and quite talented mouth, just the right amount of teeth, and a questing tongue that almost had him undone as the tip teased his slit, begging for more. Harry whimpered desperately as Severus' fingers gripped tightly into his hair and pulled him away from his prize. The young man loved having his hair pulled, but he didn't like losing his treat. "Please..."

"You want my cock? How much are you willing to surrender to get it?"

"Whatever you want, please..."

Harry gasped as Severus' fist tightened to the point he couldn't move his head, holding him still while the potion's master slid his cock back into his mouth and began to thrust. Harry relaxed and let his lover fuck his mouth however he wanted. Every time Severus drew back he tried to gasp for air, but the water insisted on filling his mouth with every attempt. He was warm and wet and slightly lightheaded, his hair was being pulled and Severus' cock was in his mouth. Life couldn't get any better.

"Hands."

Harry crossed his wrists above his head and Severus pushed them back against the cool, hard, tile. His body bent like a bow as Severus continued to keep his head still, thrusting almost down to the root. He couldn't move, could barely breathe, he was helpless with Severus hard and pulsing in his mouth, it felt perfect. He felt himself getting closer to the edge by the moment.

"Remaneo."

His hands became stuck to the wall and Severus drove himself in to the root, completely cutting off his breath as his lips pressed into the mans' stomach. Severus' leg was suddenly between his thighs and with one single grind against his lover's leg Harry was cumming so hard he thought he might pass out. He was still shuddering from the orgasm when Snape turned him around, his hands still bound to the wall he was now facing, and felt his lover kneel behind him and let his length trace up and down his cleft.

"I'll bet you stuck that sex wand you got from the twins up your ass and lubed yourself before you broke in, didn't you? You've probably been dripping into your shorts all the way from Griffindor tower."

"Third floor bathroom." Harry gasped, trying to grind back against the length that was so close to filling him.

"Hoping to get caught with a wand up your ass? Wouldn't that make a lovely headline? 'Harry Potter likes putting long, hard, slick things up his bum.'

"No, 'Harry Potter likes putting Severus Snape's long, hard, thick thing up his bum. A lot. As often as he can.' In fact, I'm hoping you'll do it right now."

"Oh I'm going to, and since you're already lubed, I'm planning on doing it without stretching you first just to see how tight you are."

Harry gasped then screamed as the Potions Master lined up and pressed forward, the man's hand wound tightly in his hair, making his arms stretch as Severus pulled him back against his chest by hip and hair, Snape's cock steadily sheathing itself inch by inch in one long, firm thrust.

"Ahhh! FUCK YES! Merlin, that's good!"

"I'm going to fuck you senseless Harry, and if you want me to keep doing it you are going to hold onto me as hard as you can. I want to barely be able to move in you you're squeezing so tight, and if you relax and I can slip out, that's all the fucking you're getting today. Understand?"

Harry shivered and moaned, pushing to meet Severus's hips and already back to full hardness.

"Yeah, okay, keep you where I want you, got it."

Serverus was anything but gentle, and that was just how Harry liked it. His lover fucked him hard and deep as the Griffindor struggled to keep himself clenched around the man, getting a face full of water every time he tried to fling his head back or put it on Severus' shoulder. The burn and stretch was exquisite, it was too much, and not nearly enough, and he NEVER wanted it to stop.

"More! Oh that's SO good..." He panted, driving his hips back to meet the thrust. He gasped as Severus' hand left his hair and wrapped around his throat. Merlin, he was gonna cum again...

"You're such a foolish boy. I could leave you bound to this wall and fuck you into oblivion. A simple charm and no one would even know you're here. If their Golden Boy just up and disappears, do you really think they would look for you in my shower?" The hand on Harry's hip reached forward, stroking his cock. "Your dick seems to like the thought of being tied up to use whenever I feel like it. And something tells me you like the thought too."

He nodded, all he could do was nod. Everything was perfect and too much at the same time, he screamed as Severus finally thrust against his prostate, and with another stroke Harry came again. No matter how bone weary and utterly relaxed he was now, or how much his body demanded he sleep, he kept clenched as Severus continued to fuck him. His arms went limp, his head sagged forward, willingly letting the hand around his throat choke him just enough to make breathing something he had to focus on. He couldn't tell how long it lasted, his entire world had become the steam of the shower, the thrust of Severus' cock, the tightness of his lover's arms around him and the feeling of every little care and worry being stripped off as he obeyed and held on to Severus with his body for all he was worth. The layers of expectations for the 'Savior of the Wizarding World' melted away and were washed down the drain as he utterly, down to his very soul, surrendered and became Severus' 'Harry'.

The rest of the night was perfect. He came back from Sub-Space on Severus' bed, already warm and dry with his lover kissing him back to coherency. As soon as he was able to he grabbed Severus and brought their mouths together, hungry to taste him fully.

"Thank you, thank you SO much..."

"You're acting as if this is over. I merely wanted you conscious. You make the loveliest screams in the heat of pleasure, I'd hate to miss any of them."

And so it had continued for hours, sometimes tender and sometimes hard, filled with hot and passionate kisses that would have left them unable to stand if they weren't already tangled on the bed. Eventually the evening grew late enough that the curfew bell rang, which they both ignored in favor of continuing their current quest of tongues and teeth over every inch of skin they could claim. When it got to the point it was late enough to be early and Harry was all but sleeping in Severus' arms, the Potions Master reluctantly roused his green eyed lover and gave him a look that told Harry just how he felt about him leaving, but that the boy still needed to go.

"I want to stay too. I wish I could be shut off from everyone else for a whole weekend, but there's just no way to explain it or even hide it without the whole wizarding population going completely crazy. I keep fantasizing that you whisk me away for the entirety of spring break and I get to spend my days just wandering nude around your chambers, having you hold me and read to me and feed me whatever you want me to eat. I could watch you from the sitting room while you brew in the lab, just waiting for you to wander over whenever you felt like making love to me again."

"Or to pin you down and have my wicked way with you."

"That's making love too. I LIKE it when you're aggressive, pinning me to the mattress, spreading my legs with your own..."

"Kicking you out of my bed before you get me going again and we are both useless in the morning..."

"It already IS morning, and a Saturday to boot! But yeah, harder to explain the later I stay. It's not right, I belong with you-"

"One final year Harry. No matter what excuse we use, you're moving in as soon as you graduate, we can make it until then. You're right, it's not fair, but please, for both our sakes..."

"I know. It's just, I shouldn't have to hide you. I'm not ashamed of you, you're a hero for Merlin's sake! I want to tell everyone just how wrong they are about someone they should be thanking a hell of a lot more than they thank me. I've never done anything grand or heroic, at least not intentionally or without sheer luck. But this war would be impossible to win without what you are doing."

"We both know there's only one way for that to happen Harry."

"Yeah. You're always protecting me Severus, but someday it will be safe again, and you and I will walk down the street together and no one will bat an eye about it."

"I look forward to it, now get to your dorm before McGonagall wakes and finds you not in your bed."

Harry smirked as he slid the cloak over himself and gave Severus one last invisible kiss.

"I love you too. Goodnight Severus."

"Goodnight, My Harry."

A/N: Call me slightly vain if you like, but I am extremely proud of this chapter. If you liked it please leave a review or at least rate it if you don't know what to say. Feedback is muse food after all! ^_^ see you soon!
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