All That You Leave Behind

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“Ginny’s gone to Hermione’s ‘to talk about girly stuff’,” Harry said some three days later.

Severus, in the middle of bottling a potion, barely reacted visibly. His left hand shook very
slightly, but quickly steadied itself. “Oh?” he commented, a slight query in his tone.

Harry walked closer, feeling his desire grow with every step closer to Sev. “Yes, gone for
two hours at least she said. And, last time, she ended up staying overnight.”

“James?” Severus asked, corking the bottle he had just filled.

“With her,” Harry looked a little depressed. He loved spending time with his son, and
never seemed to get enough of James’ company, still… there were compensations.
“So…” he drew out the word, his breath beginning to quicken, “the house is all ours.”

Severus turned his back slightly, carefully placing the filled bottles on a shelf to cool
before they would be moved to one of his many cupboards. He glanced into the
cauldron. “Hmm, not really enough for another,” he muttered and quickly magicked the
remnants away.

Harry glowered at him in annoyance. They had two precious hours together, and here
was Sev pratting about with potions!

“God!” Harry growled, “Jump me already!”

Severus, his cock throbbing in his trousers, nevertheless took the time to school his
expression into blankness before facing the younger man. “Harry, you know I desire you,
but time alone does not necessarily mean time spent making love. Two hours is ample
time for us to talk and relax in one another’s company. I am not entirely comfortable with
the notion that every time your wife goes out, you come to me for intimacy.”

Harry’s face paled a little as he listened to Sev’s words. The other man was right, it
seemed so sordid that Harry was creeping around behind Ginny’s back just to have sex
with Sev. There was more to their feelings than just the physical. “You’re right,” he
whispered, “but I can’t stop wanting you.”

“Merlin help me,” Severus groaned, pacing towards Harry, his dark eyes filled with love
and lust, “nor can I.” He bent his head and kissed Harry, his arms sliding around to pull
his love tightly within his embrace.

Harry shifted eagerly, arms rising to stroke Sev’s chest, to seek out the nipples and
torment them. He sighed softly as the kiss deepened and opened his mouth, desperate
for that taste of Sev and for the feel of the muscle pushing into his mouth and claiming
him. He groaned, hands sliding up to cup the other man’s cheeks tenderly, then grab
roughly at the hair and force closer contact between them.

Severus finally broke the kiss, gasping. His cock was pressed firmly against Harry’s
body, and he rocked slightly, rubbing his length against his willing lover. “Do you feel
ready for more?” he asked.

Harry knew to what Sev was referring. After their previous session, Harry had felt a little
uncomfortable on the following day. He had hidden his soreness well from Ginny, but
Severus had noticed it, and had arousingly massaged Harry’s buttocks whilst Ginny had
been out in the garden chasing after a gnome who had cheekily stolen one of James’
toys.

Even so, despite the discomfort that Harry knew would follow, he couldn’t make himself
say no. He wanted to be filled by Severus. In fact, he wanted it so much he wished the
other would stop this foolish notion of ‘thorough preparation’ and just fuck him into the
ground now, and blow the consequences!

He let his body answer Sev’s question. He rocked his own hips into that delicious
hardness and tightened his hold on the black and white hair.

Severus bowed his head and tenderly kissed Harry’s cheeks. The tenderness was
counterpointed by his almost rough grab at Harry’s backside, his hands squeezing the
mounds and encouraging Harry to jump up and be supported by Severus.

Harry didn’t, but he did lift one leg and wrap it around the older man’s waist, enjoying the
rub of the other’s erection against his cock. The feel as it slid along the length, and then
under, to jab at his balls, was wonderful. The shaft was between his thighs, and it felt
perfect for it to be there. It was where it belonged. Nearly.

He panted as he clutched at Severus, “Touch me. Please, Sev, touch me there!”

Severus slid one hand over the stretched material of the trousers, and rubbed a finger
firmly down the seam. Harry shuddered with pleasure and rocked his hips back to push
against that finger.

“This would be easier if you were naked,” Severus breathed, and both their cocks jerked
at the image.

Harry tugged himself free and pulled off his t-shirt, blushing a little when he stood before
Severus topless.

The older man didn’t say anything, but his eyes showed just how delightful he found the
sight. He closed the gap between them, hands going to Harry’s trousers, and he undid
them, uncaring where they fell, and then manoeuvred the younger man onto the bed.

Harry tried to pull Severus to him, but the other sat back on his heels and admired the
glowing skin, the rapidly rising chest, and the bulge in the boxers, showing how very
much Harry desired him.

His breath caught as that last thought trailed across his brain. Harry desires me.

He slid one hand expertly under the waistband and gripped the hot shaft. He moved the
fabric out of the way, freeing the cock and the dangling balls. A deep groan filled his ears
as he set to work on the delightful length he held.

Harry couldn’t believe such pleasure existed. His dick was held in a tight, almost painful
grip, and rough skin was sloughing over his sensitive, delicate organ. His slit was
pressed hard and he squealed and rammed his hips up.

Severus used his free hand to pull the underwear completely off Harry, something which
the Auror clearly wanted, as he used his hands to push the material off.

As soon as the boxers were off, he spread his legs and begged breathlessly, “Sev,
please! I need you in me!”

It took a great deal of will power for Severus to resist the temptation to force his cock
inside and rut away until he achieved climax. He controlled himself, his love for the other
overcoming his animal urges.

Still, he hurried to dip two fingers into the jar of lubricant and used one to circle around
the younger man’s entrance, barely pausing before he pushed the tip of the digit in.

A belly deep groan from Harry made him pause. Was he hurting the very person he
never wanted to hurt?

He stilled, digit unmoving. He was afraid to tug it out, in case he caused another of those
moans.

“God!” Harry croaked, and there was wonder in his voice, “Why do I need that so much?”

Severus felt the tension bleed out of him, and wriggled more of himself into the Auror.

Once one finger was fully embedded, he fucked his love, even bending his digit within
Harry to stretch the channel for more. He pulled almost entirely free and this time
returned with a second length.

Harry’s moan made a spurt of fluid dribble from Sev’s cock. He realised that he was
neglecting to fondle Harry’s dick, although he still gripped it.

The older man began tugging at the shaft, and eased his second finger fully into Harry’s
passage.

A frenzied ten minutes of finger fucking and of a hand pulling on his dick had Harry
writhing helplessly and gasping his lover’s name over and over.
“Sev…Sev…Sev…Sev…Sev..Sev..Sev..Sev.Sev.Sev.Sev.Sev.Se-Se-Se-Se-S-S-S-S…”

His back arched, and his hips snapped up and down, ass tightening around the stimulus
within it, and he opened his mouth and screamed silently.

Severus watched with his heart pounding fit to burst at the beautiful man on his bed.
Semen had spattered Harry’s chest and stomach. Some had even reached into his hair.
He now lay utterly limply on the bed, breath coming in harsh rasps, eyes closed as he
came down from the high of his peak.

The potions expert worked his fingers out of the relaxed arse, feeling almost sorry for the
gasp of pain Harry gave as his over-stimulated body was aroused by the touch.

His own cock throbbing, Severus crawled onto the bed next to Harry and softly kissed
the sweaty face.

Harry shook, but managed to open his eyes. The green orbs looked a little glassy, but
Harry smiled gently at the other man. He licked his lips, trying to work some moisture into
his throat. He wanted to tell Sev how much that had made him feel.

“Shush,” Severus said, cutting Harry off before he could start, “you don’t have to say. I
know.”

Harry smiled again.

He rolled onto his side and pressed his dry lips to Severus’ ones. They kissed for long,
lazy moments, enjoying the closeness. Harry’s eyes had fluttered closed, and he roamed
his hands over Sev’s body, especially down over the stomach and between the legs.

Shocked, he opened his eyes. “You didn’t…” he gasped.

The older man had a soft smile on his face. “I will,” he murmured, kissing Harry’s
forehead.

Harry frowned. He took the long thick shaft into hand, feeling the weight and heat of it as
it rested in his palm. He slid his other hand onto the hot sacs and rolled them around,
loving the graon that was pulled from Severus.

“I’m…too…close…” he gasped.

Harry grinned and wrapped his hand tightly about the hard shaft and tugged.

Severus howled and snapped his hips forward, his seed bursting out of him to spatter
over himself and onto Harry’s stomach too.

He sagged, resting his forehead against Harry’s shoulder.

They lay together, quietly enjoying the pleasure they had received, and enjoying the other
man’s company.

It was Severus who reluctantly broke the silence. “We should get cleaned up,” he said,
sounding regretful, “Ginny might be home soon.”

Harry shook his head, denying the truth of Severus’ statement. He didn’t want to go, not
after such an amazing time. He lay still, trying to hold onto the joy he had been feeling.

It was Severus again who broke the silence that again had stretched between them.
“This is most difficult on you, Harry, I am aware. I would never expect you to make a
choice between Ginny and myself. If it ever comes to that choice, choose her. I can live
with the memories of what we have had, even if this is the last time I ever hold you. I
could not live with the thought of splitting up your family.”

Harry had tears in his eyes. “No,” he said, voice shaky, “don’t say that. I couldn’t live with
the thought of never holding you again.” His lip trembled.

Severus felt the heaviness in his soul lift. He pressed his lips lightly to Harry’s forehead.
“I love you,” he whispered.

Harry’s eyes spilled their tears.


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