All That You Leave Behind

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Harry lay on Severus’ bed, his hands magically tied to the head board. He was completely naked, and very, very hard.



“Come on!” he groaned as Severus undressed with a slowness that bordered on cruelty. “I want to see you! Hurry up! Oh, please, Sev!”



“Stop whining,” Severus scolded, a smile on his lips as he finally removed the last article of clothing. He moved towards the bed and stopped between Harry’s eagerly spread legs.



Severus knelt and eyed the erection he knew so well, and the puckered entrance he had claimed so many times already. He felt excitement growing within him as he realised that once again, Harry still desired him, still wanted this thing between them to continue, still longed to be possessed by Severus.



He bent his head and gently kissed the soft skin of the inner thighs, his soft hair just skimming Harry’s twitching shaft.



“Merlin….” Harry panted, tugged against his invisible restraints, “Please, Sev, please, touch me!”



Severus, feeling particularly wicked, followed the instruction literally. He poked Harry’s dick once before pulling away.



“N-No!” Harry choked, “You know what I want, you bastard! Come on!”



“Manners cost nothing,” Severus chided, awaiting the request.



“Oh, God, Sev, I can’t,” Harry blushed, “I can’t ask you to…to…” he writhed, trying to ease the ache between his legs, but also to entice Severus to touch him as he ached to be touched.



“I am not a mind reader,“ Severus said, still waiting, although his own cock was slick with the fluid that had already leaked from him.



Harry squeezed his eyes shut, face burning, “Suck me, ok?!” he almost shouted.



Severus shrugged and moved his head in between Harry’s trembling legs. He placed his lips on the inner thigh and sucked at the skin there.



“NO!” Harry wailed, balls aching, “You…you’re doing this deliberately! God, just suck me off, already!”



“I have sucked you,” Severus responded, “Or, did you intend another part of your anatomy to receive my attentions?”



“ASSHOLE!” Harry ground out, teeth gritted.



“I’d have some difficulty sucking your asshole,” Severus said, a touch of snarkiness creeping into his voice.



“Oh, you’re fucking loving this, aren’t you?” Harry snarled, “Just suck my cock!” He screamed the last word, shaking with lust and rage.



Severus smiled, he did enjoy pushing Harry, and he did, he admitted it, enjoy the taste of Harry’s dick in his mouth.



He lowered himself onto the jerking length, noting with pleasure the stifled cry wrung from Harry as his shaft was engulfed in that familiar and desired wetness.



Severus’ hands moved between the legs. One hand cupped the dangling heavy balls and stroked them, pulling more gasps and moans from Harry, and the other hand slid lower, to the entrance he ached to invade.



His tongue roamed around the wet tip, sliding along the slit, tasting the fluid there, then it swirled lower, to just behind the head, to stab at the sensitive skin there. He sucked his cheeks in, drawing more of Harry into him, and tightening the suction about the painfully hard dick.



“Gonna…” Harry panted, hands clenched into fists, eyes open but unseeing.



Severus reached to the floor for the lubricant he had left there earlier and smeared some on his fingers. He returned his hands back to their former positions – one rubbing Harry’s balls, the other tormenting Harry’s entrance. Now he drove one digit in … hard and felt the boy buck beneath him semen spurting from his prick into Severus’ mouth.



“Oh….God,” Harry groaned weakly as he slumped down, exhausted. He didn’t even have the energy to respond to Severus’ finger driving into him.



A second digit pushed in and joined the first in stroking him inside. Tendrils of lust burst inside him as he was thoroughly prepared for his lover’s throbbing penis.



“Sev,” he groaned, low and needy and tired. His dick was still in Sev’s mouth and was hurting, the pleasure was so intense.



A third finger pressed in and now Harry spread his legs still further, wanting that thick presence within him. He always wanted Severus, but this moment, just before he was taken, was always the best: knowing the ecstasy that was to follow, knowing the love he would feel bursting out of his soul as they joined.



Unashamedly, he begged. “Fuck me, oh Merlin, fuck me! Fuck me!” His voice rose on each repetition until he shouted “Fuck me! FUCK ME! FUCK ME!” His hips were pushing back against the pressure within him, his channel grabbed tight onto those fingers, drawing them further in.



Severus whimpered with raw need as his digits were squeezed. Shaking, he tugged them free and rose, rest his knees on the bed, and aimed his prick at the hole he burned to fill.



He put one hand about himself as he guided his length in, and the other went up to tweak a nipple. He felt the resistance he always felt, then the wonderful tightness as he breached the outside, and settled inside Harry.



Harry’s hips lifted to meet him, spread legs high about Sev’s ribs. The older man let his body lower until he was pressed against Harry’s chest, the younger man’s second erection trapped between their shaking bodies.



Severus settled his knees firmly on the bed so that he was buried inside Harry. His balls pressed against the other man, hot and sensitive to touch. He walked his fingers up over the shaking, taut arms, until they reached Harry’s clenched hands. Severus threaded his fingers with Harry’s, feeling almost a death grip on his fingers as he leaned in for a kiss, his dick nudging that tiny bit further inside.



Their lips met, tongues tangling, desperate and needy. Harry’s tongue fucked back and forth, showing his own fraught longing to be claimed.



Severus remained still within Harry, fighting the urge to just start fucking, as he wanted, as he always wanted, these moments with his lover to last. Each time with Harry was precious. Severus was well aware that one day the guilt would become too much for the younger man and Harry would tell Ginny everything. And that would be that.



So he tried to make each time last. Tried to make each time so perfect that it would assuage the guilt for a little longer.



But he couldn’t.



His body screamed at him to move. Every motion of Harry was screaming at him to move.



He pulled back before snapping his hips forward.



Harry wailed into Severus’ mouth.



He tugged loose and thumped back inside, jabbing at that secret place within Harry.



The grip on his fingers nearly broke them.



His control snapped and Severus did what he was so good at: pleasuring Harry.



He again and again filled his lover with his twitching length, stabbing over and over at the nub within Harry that made him shake and howl.



Their bodies ground together time and time again as Severus claimed his Harry.



Harry had to pull his lips free at last, and throw his head back, whimpering incoherently, his cock lurched between them, and his ass ached in that familiar and wonderful way it always did. His Severus was once again taking him, claiming him, leaving something of himself behind. He groaned, if only it could be like this always.



Whilst with Severus, Harry resolutely pushed all thoughts of his wife aside. But still, there was that nagging sensation of guilt, just for a moment, before intense lust and desire and passion swept it aside as if it had never been.



He bucked up, almost throwing Sev off, squealing as his second climax shot out of him, his ass clenching around the thick intruder.



Severus shuddered, unable to hang on. His own pinnacle was achieved and his seed burst out of him, coating Harry’s passage thoroughly, claiming his dear boy.

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