In Red | By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3507 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N~ based off the song “Lady in Red” by Chris de Burgh. The story is not betaed, as I do not have one. :(
Edited (1/27/2014, found out I called Snape, Snap....OH the shame!)
Enjoy!
Long fingers traced the dress robes laid out on the bed. They were crimson with an embellishment of gold details along the fringes. The trousers were crimson with a gold stripe down the seams, the crisp shirt was white and the tie was black. He had never worn anything this daring before, his hair gleamed as black silk, shining with the care he had taken to put it right. A smile crossed his lips, he knew that today, at the ministry ball, he would not be the one being ignored. Only one thought invaded his mind, what would the ‘ONE’ think.
Never before had he taken so much care and planed his wardrobe and appearance. He knew the person that captured his heart harbored feelings for him. He knew that the person did not know the depth of feelings that were percolating inside him. And he knew that tonight, he would at least look like he was worthy of the man of his dreams.
He dressed slowly, ensuring each piece was in the proper place, his black shoes shined, his sleek hair well placed and perfect. The mirror image that stared back at him was of a beauty of a man, he only hoped his ‘dream man’ felt the same. He stowed his wand, straightened his back and left his room.
Hogwarts Great Hall
The crowd was larger than the previous year’s victory celebration ball. It was teeming with older students, ministry officials, teachers, parents, Order members and some of the “Others” that society had deemed worthy enough to attend. Near the raised area where the teachers usually sat for meals, a couple of Goblins were conversing, close to the back and to the right near the rear door stood the only Centaur to make the gathering.
The dance floor had many couples dancing to the ongoing charmed music sent by many artists for the event. Closer to the doors were tables, draped in violet cloths with elaborate floral centerpieces, and elves popping in to deliver food and beverage orders to the attendees.
There was a loud ‘whoosh’ that was felt and heard by all in attendance as the doors to the Great Hall opened to reveal a sight that the wizarding world had never seen. Severus Snape, swept in, crimson robes flowing around him, his hair shimmered under the candle lights and a smile graced his face. The onyx gaze traveled the crowd to meet the dazed emerald eyes at a far table. Harry Potter stood, mouth open, eyes dazed, chest heaving as his breath was stricken from his body. There was no body in the room to him except the vision that had just walked in the door.
Severus never took his eyes off Harry as he made his way across the room, several attempts to gain his attention were rebuffed with the sweep of his hand. The closer he got to Harry, the weaker he felt. His knees were trembling, his breath coming in quick gasps, but his will was iron. Now or never. He stood almost tip-toe to tip-toe with Harry now, those emerald eyes saying everything he had known they would and the fire that flared as he got closer made Severus shiver.
Extending his hand slowly, Severus spoke first, “Dance with me, Harry.” It was a demand, not a request.
Harry’s surprise was brief, but quickly replaced by a beaming smile that consumed his face. His hand reached for Severus’ and was waiting to be led to the dance floor.
Severus’ hand burned as he took Harry’s into his. He led them slowly and gracefully to the dance floor. He was well aware that Harry was not the best dancer, but he planned for that too. His wand slipped into his free hand as he turned Harry into his arms with the other.
“Something to help you follow without thinking too hard,” Severus said quickly before pointing his wand discretely at Harry’s feet. “Movere mecum,” Severus whispered, then slipped his wand back up his sleeve to the compartment sewn into his robes for it. Harry was just staring at him, almost dumbfounded, in a way that made Severus smile wider as it was so adorable. The golden boy was speechless over him, that was something.
Severus wrapped one hand into Harry’s entangling their fingers, and lifted Harry’s other to his shoulder and slipped his hand around that firm waist. He pulled Harry closer and started to move, and Harry’s feet followed his, while Harry’s eyes were locked onto his in wonder.
“You…look…great” Harry mumbled trying to get words out of his choked throat. He still could not believe that this amazing man came to him and is dancing with him. Harry’s body only registered the closeness, and he didn’t have to think about the dance as his feet were following of their own accord. He could concentrate on the man, the enticing, scintillating, alluring man holding him. Severus looked down at him and he was just drawn towards those deep black eyes. The whole world fell away, and it was just the two of them.
Severus focused on Harry, intent on getting the words out of his mouth that he had been planning for months now.
“Harry, I know I am not the most easy person to be around,” Severus paused to shush Harry before the younger man could interrupt, and continued, “I have noticed, all you do for me, and every piece of advice or question you have for me. I have noticed a softness in you for myself that I don’t think I will ever understand, but..” He paused for a moment, then continued while staring at Harry, “I now find I can’t start my day without thinking of you, I can’t sleep without dreaming of you, and now I don’t want those dreams to be the only place I get to hold you.”
Harry’s hands moved to circle Severus’ neck and he leaned up in an answering kiss that rocked them both and a hushed awe fell over the crowd in the room as they watched the gentle kiss take place.
Severus had other ideas than to perform for a crowd and released his wand once again to cast a silent notice-me-not. He met Harry’s lips with his own in a fiery passion. When they broke apart, he moved them away from everyone and back towards the doors. “My room?” Severus asked almost afraid that the last few moment were a dream. “Yes, love. I have been waiting for so long for you to come to your senses.” Harry replied with a wicked smile teasing his lips.
They walked side by side quickly towards the dungeons and Severus’ room. Once inside the door, Severus canceled all spells and drew Harry to him, just holding him and drinking in the scent that had teased him for so long. It was a crisp, clean yet a totally alluring scent, pure Harry.
Harry’s hands swept up his arms coming forward to the bow-tie at Severus’ neck and loosened it then tossed it aside. Lips found his scar and ghosted over each pucker and indentation, followed by a light tasting with Harry’s tongue. Severus shivered while holding Harry to him. Turning his head to Harry’s ear, he whispered “Bedroom.” And felt a shudder course through Harry’s body. “Your voice is sinful Severus, one of my favorite features of you,” Harry whispered against his throat.
Severus maneuvered them towards his bedroom, trying not to break their hold. Just having Harry in his arms was heaven on earth.
Harry broke out of the hold first, once inside, and stood just looking at Severus. Then he raised his hands to start undressing Severus slowly. He pushed off the crimson outer robe and let it pool onto the floor as he started working on the buttons of the crisp white shirt. Without pulling it out of the slacks, he spread it open, leaving an expanse of pale flesh for him to inspect.
Harry touched the pale skin hesitantly, fingertips ghosting over each ridge and plane of flesh. He was mesmerized by the softness of it, it felt like satin under his hands. The softness of the skin seemed to stoke the low burning in his groin to a raging inferno. Severus’ chest started moving more rapidly, he was begging for air, the simplicity of the touch imparted so much passion.
Severus couldn’t, no wouldn’t move. He wanted Harry to have his exploration, they had waited for so long, Harry deserved to take his pleasure. Those hands pushed at the edges of his shirt climbing to his shoulders and pushing the fabric down over his waist. Harry explored further, rubbing his wrists up and down the soft flesh of Severus’ arms, relishing the feel of flesh on flesh.
Harry knelt down, and began to unlace the shiny shoes, gently removing them and placing them to the side. Sliding his hands from the back of the ankle up to the back of the knee, then down again sweeping first one sock than the other and tossing them in the direction of the shoes. Severus groaned when Harry reached for his trousers and undid the latch of the belt. Once his trousers were opened, they were pushed down slowly with hands spanning the thigh, then caressing the calf as Harry slid the trousers completely off in an agonizingly slow pace.
Harry just feasted his eyes on the sexy legs, then looked further up to meet the one part of Severus that he had been begging for in his dreams. A hard steel length, that was long and thick presented itself to Harry.
“Harry… I can’t stand any longer.” Severus whispered.
Harry rose and took one of Severus’ hands and led him to the bed. He was surprised to see Crimson silk draping the bed and encasing it. A smile played at his lips.
He pushed Severus gently, encouraging him to lay down. “I am going to feast first, and then have desert, Sev” Harry stated. Severus only nodded, knowing his control was fracturing, unsure how long he would last under the onslaught of sensations that Harry was eliciting from his body. He gracefully moved on the bed, placing his body in the middle, hands resting at his side and legs only slightly apart.
Harry moved closer to the bed, and tapped his hand on one shoulder. The clothes melted into nothing. Severus stared in delight. Taut muscles, tight abs, tanned skin sparse with black hair, and a member that rivaled his own in stature. The sight was breath taking and inciting. How had he gotten this lucky that the “Golden boy” wanted him, and from the look in Harry’s eyes, want he wanted Severus badly.
Harry stood naked, drinking in the sight of such a sensuous display, then frowned a bit. He took out his wand and pointed it at the bed and quickly changed the sheets to crimson satin and sighed. This was so much better, the black hair of Severus Snape was perfect with the color in the background and Severus’ skin was perfectly pale. Severus only seemed to grin wider at the change to the bed clothes. Harry moved fast to place his body above the longer leaner one on the bed. The friction of their bodies creating a delicious electricity between them. Harry captured those smiling lips and tasted the love and passion behind them. Each tongue stroke brought forth a new moan for Harry to drink. Harry broke the sensuous kiss and moved to the throat and captured the creamy skin between his teeth, licking across the skin in his mouth, the taste was pure Severus.
Severus was breathing hard, the pressure of Harry’s body, their cocks pressing into each other and his lover’s mouth heated on his neck was so erotic. He felt the sharp pull of his lovers mouth on his chest, more fire started to boil in his veins. “Harry… Please…”Severus growled.
“Tell me, Severus, use your sexy voice to seduce me into giving you what you want.” Harry said between licks and flicks of his tongue on Severus’ nipples.
Severus tried to focus, tried to use his best deep voice, but it came out more husky than he anticipated. “I want you to make love to me. I want to feel your dripping wet cock sliding into me and pounding me into these sexy sheets. I want you to make me scream your name Harry”
Harry’s cock throbbed painfully hearing that deep voice so husky with want. As much as he wanted to go on tasting and exploring his new lover, he knew that they both needed the release sooner rather than later. He moved slowly down Severus’ body pressing and dragging his body over the hard erection beneath him. Severus growled his frustration. Harry nearly laughed.
The boy was killing him with so much sensation. He felt his cock weep in response, and his entrance clenched in anticipation. Two warm wet fingers found their way to his hole and started a delectable massage, and when they finally entered him, he almost let go. Harry’s fingers were pumping into him, scissoring and stretching him, and finally found the bundle of nerves that sent an explosion of fired pleasure inside his whole body. Harry’s other hand wrapped around the base of his cock, keeping him from releasing to early. Harry’s motions stilled to give Severus time to calm, and when their eyes locked, Severus pleaded with his eyes. Harry withdrew his fingers and positioned his erection at the entrance. Eyes locked, Harry pushed in slowly, giving his lover time to accommodate him. Once he was buried to the hilt, Harry was breathing rapidly, trying hard to control his own passion from flowing. “Move, Harry… Please” Severus all but begged. Harry moved again, sliding out just to the tip and slamming back in. “More…” Severus groaned. Harry complied finding a rhythm, with each stroke in flames started to lick their bodies, they both felt as if their blood was boiling, the pleasure was so intense. Harry stroked Severus’ erection under him, trying to time it with his thrusts, each move was ecstasy, each stroke was a squeezing, a pulling and a drawing closer. Harry leaned over his lover, trying not to ease his thrusts, but needing more body contact, and those enticing lips that formed a perfect “o”. The friction of the bodies, the pumping of cock into arse, the searing kiss was the undoing of both of them. Severus cam first in strong thick jets between them, arse clenching with the release, pulling Harry over the edge as well. The warm wet seed of Harry spilling into Severus, prolonged his orgasm like never before, they both seemed to orgasm forever feeding on the other’s passion and release. When they finally came down into their bliss state, their heads were swimming and smiles spread across their faces, though their bodies were weak. Harry rolled over and cuddled closer into the arms of the most beautiful man and promptly fell asleep.
Severus’ snorted then smiled, he waved his hand whispering a cleaning charm, then called the sheet to cover them.
~Fin Please Review.. Thanks
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