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Forever	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 11634 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Chapter List
- 1-Forever
- 1
This is a short one-shot that my alter wrote for me, since he knows how hard it is to find good Severus/Harry reads that incorporate all the things I like, and none of the things I don’t. We named it together (meaning I named it and he agreed to the name), and I beta-ed it for him when he gave me permission to post it. If it gets enough reviews, I may be able to persuade him to write me more, so please let him and me know what you think!

Severus looked over the table he had laid out for this evening. He wanted everything to be perfect for his lover's first time.
There was a tentative knock at the door and the man smiled just the tiniest bit. 'He's here. Finally.' He thought. He was eager to dispose of Harry's virginity, since he had been cautiously flirting with the insufferable Gryffindor for several months and they had been tip-toeing around the subject.
Tonight was the night he was going to take him.
Harry had been sending him small signs of his readiness for a month now. First it had been 'accidental' touches that drove Severus mad while he fought to control himself. Things had gotten more out of hand as the days progressed, and by the end of the month, Harry had been writing small flirtatious phrases in his essays.
The latest trick Harry had attempted, the one that had broken Severus' hard-won resolve, had been the explicitly-worded fantasy he had inserted into the middle of his last potions essay.
Severus had read it, then re-read it, then kept it to tease himself with.
He opened the door, and there was Harry, still in his school robes, smiling up at him with the most fetching blush spreading across his cheeks.
"Sir." Harry said, fiddling with his tie nervously.
"Come in." The man invited, waving his arm toward the table. "Dinner first, then we will move on from there."
Harry nodded, his blush deepening as he stepped into the room.
Severus helped him out of his robe, and sighed. "Did you have to wear that? It makes me feel as though I am taking advantage of a student." He said wryly.
Harry smiled up at him. "I'm of age, Sir-"
"Severus. We are alone, Harry."
"Severus." Harry corrected. "And I WANT you to take advantage of me! Very much." He added with an unrepentant grin. The grin faded. "But I know what you mean. I don't have any other clothes, besides my cousin's hideous cast-offs, or my jumpers from Mrs. Weasley."
Severus sighed. "Very well. We will remedy that situation this summer, then." He told the young man, leaning in for a kiss, which Harry readily granted.
When their lips touched, Severus felt that feeling he associated with only Harry, a certain electric pulse where they came into contact. He growled and wrapped his arms around the young man's waist, pulling his body flush against his own.
Harry mewled, trying to press closer, even though such a thing was impossible. He seemed to want to burrow into Severus if he could.
Severus broke the kiss when their need for air became acute, panting and resting his forehead against Harry's with a breathy chuckle. "Dinner first." He repeated his words from earlier as though to remind himself. "There will be ample time for kissing, and more, later."
"More?" Harry asked hopefully. "I like the sound of more."
Severus shot him a half-hearted glare, and Harry laughed as he took the seat Severus pulled out for him. "So, what are we having?" Harry asked.
"Lasagne." Severus answered as he took his seat and tapped his wand to the table, making the lasagne appear on their plates. Another tap, and the glasses were full of a full-bodied red wine. "The house-elves were most beside themselves when I insisted on cooking for us." He added with a smirk.
Harry's eyes widened at that. "YOU cooked it?" He asked.
"I do cook, you know. I quite enjoy it, in fact. The lasagne is my mother's recipe." Severus revealed.
Harry took a bite and hummed happily. "It's good." He said.
Severus smiled, beginning to eat his own portion. "I'm glad you like it. I do more cooking during the summer at my own home. The house-elves here don't like to let me into their domain." He chuckled a bit.
"Well, I'm glad you did this anyway. Your cooking is great! Not that the house-elves cook BADLY, but I've never had someone cook anything for me before. It's really nice." Harry said, blushing again.
Severus nodded. "I suspected as much." He said, knowing that Harry wouldn't want to discuss his relatives again. They had already discussed that particular topic, and Severus had recounted a few of his own unhappy memories in return.
"So, how were classes today?" Harry asked in an effort to lighten the suddenly tense atmosphere.
Severus snorted. "The usual. The students are all dunderheads. Especially the first years." He drawled.
Harry smiled. "I guess we can't all be like Malfoy. Sorry about that." He teased.
Severus winced. "Please, let's not talk about him."
"Something wrong?" Harry asked.
"The boy may be developing a crush on me." Severus said tightly. "I have no reciprocal feelings, but he doesn't seem to be deterred."
Harry's mouth dropped open. "That's--No! You're mine!"
Severus' heart skipped a beat at the possessive statement, and he reached out to grasp Harry's hand. "I will not stray, Harry. He is a lovely boy, but he parrots his father far too much for my tastes. He is still a child, where it counts, and I have no interest in children. I AM yours." He assured the young man.
Harry nodded, taking a deep breath. "Sorry. I just--"
"I understand." Severus interrupted, giving Harry's hand a reassuring squeeze before dropping it. "Finish your food, please. I'd like to show you just how YOURS I am, and stake my own claim." He purred.
Harry's eyes darkened, and the young man took a large swallow of his wine, grimacing a bit at the taste. "You know, I'd like wine more if it tasted better. What happened to those sweet ones?"
Severus sighed, smiling. "They are dessert wines, you uncouth boy. There will be one after we eat. With dessert, as is proper." He assured the young man.
Harry grinned. "I'm sure you'll teach me better in time." He replied cheekily.
"I fully intend to." Severus returned with a raised eyebrow.
Harry finished the last of his lasagne and sat back, picking his wine up and sipping at it tentatively as Severus finished his meal more slowly.
Once Severus was finished, he tapped the table again and the wine and plates disappeared, and two glasses of the chocolate wine Harry was so enamored of appeared, along with the chocolate-covered strawberries Severus had prepared.
Severus grabbed the small plate of fruit and his glass. "Let's take these to the sofa, shall we?"
Harry got up, following the man and sitting next to him. He took a sip of his wine as he sat down and licked his lips. "Mm. Now, see, THIS one I like." He said with a grin.
Severus shook his head with a smile. "Yes, I know. Open up." He purred, a berry in his hand, which he held up to Harry's lips.
Harry opened his mouth and bit into the fruit, licking his lips again before he chewed, moaning.
Severus leaned in and claimed his lips, tasting the berry and chocolate and that indefinable something that was purely Harry. He broke the kiss reluctantly. "Not yet." He said, more to himself than to Harry.
Harry shook his head. "No, go ahead! I'm not complaining!" The teen said, setting his glass down on the coffee table.
Severus shook his head with a smile. "Not right now." He held up the berry. "Eat. You're far too thin. We eat, then we can expend massive amounts of energy. There's a reason I chose a Friday for our dinner, Harry. You won't be getting much sleep tonight." He purred.
Harry groaned, closing his eyes. "God." He breathed.
"Not quite." Severus said in amusement. He took another berry and bit into it himself, kissing Harry and sharing the sweet taste with him.
Harry moaned, grabbing two fistfuls of Severus' shirt and holding on for dear life. "Want you NOW."
Severus finished the berry and nodded. "Let's go to my bedroom now, brat."
Harry shivered at the words, standing. "Yes. GOD, yes!" He breathed, eyes wide and pupils dilated.
Severus took his hand and pulled Harry along after him into his bedroom. The room was dominated by the massive four-poster bed with its dark green covers and hangings. "Last chance to change your mind, if you're not ready." He said, his tone saying that he would understand.
"I want you." Harry said firmly. "I'm more than ready."
Severus wrapped his arms around the teen's waist. "Oh, the things I'm going to do to you." He purred, then kissed Harry, urging him backward toward the bed.
Harry went willingly, kissing Severus eagerly, arms coming up to wrap tightly around the man's neck. He held on like his life depended on it.
"Bed. Now." Severus growled, and Harry let go of him and scrambled onto the bed. "Out of the uniform, Harry." He added, hands moving to his own buttons, slowly unbuttoning them. The dress robes didn't have as many buttons as his teaching robes did, but he was still of the opinion that there were too many when Harry ended up naked far sooner than he himself was.
Severus ran his eyes over the pale form appreciatively, noting that while Harry was still small and compactly built, the frequent meals of Hogwarts had filled him out quite nicely. Since he no longer had to go to his Muggle relatives' house, he'd never again end up as painfully thin as he had been just a few short months ago.
"See something you like?" Harry teased, running a hand down his chest and wrapping it around his hard cock, stroking himself slowly.
"Brat." Severus drawled as he finally got the robes unbuttoned fully. He draped them over a chair; the elves would find them later. "Stop playing with yourself, that's my job." He growled as he attacked the buttons of his trousers.
Harry smiled widely. "You seem to be having trouble with that. Do you need some help?" He asked.
Severus got his trousers open and shoved them down his legs, then tapped the top button of his shirt with his wand and all the buttons opened at once.
Harry blinked. "Why didn't you do that with the robes?" He asked, eyeing Severus' body with ill-disguised hunger.
Severus smirked. "Because I don't wear those often enough to want to cast the spell required for that spell on every," he sat on the bed next to Harry, "single," he placed his hand next to Harry's head and leaned forward over the young man, "button." He kissed Harry long and deep enough for Harry's head to start spinning.
Harry grinned when Severus raised his head. "Oh, okay." He answered a bit giddily.
Severus groaned and leaned in for another kiss, that same electric feeling crackling between them, adding another dimension to the kiss. He plunged his tongue into Harry's mouth, twining it around the younger man's, stealing his breath and teasing a moan out of him. Harry tasted of youth and innocence, and Severus was more than willing to be the one to strip that innocence from him and induct him in all worldly delights to be found.
"Want you." Harry panted against his mouth when the kiss was broken. "Want you NOW."
Severus smirked. "Patience, my brat. You'll have me." He assured the young man.
Harry shivered when Severus' hand cupped his cheek, slowly sliding down, exploring the neck carefully, finding every spot that caused his eyes to flutter and his breathing to catch in his throat. Once he had carefully mapped out every inch of the pale column, he moved lower, brushing over the collarbones.
Harry gasped and his eyes fluttered closed as he moaned softly.
Severus smirked at the reaction and continued his downward trek, pausing to pay special attention to the dark nipples that were begging for attention, pebbled as they were. He ran his finger over each one in turn, then bent his head to take one in his mouth.
"Oh, fuck, Severus!" Harry said, then moaned, his hands fisting in Severus' hair, whether to draw him closer or pull him away was up for debate, though neither one happened. Harry seemed content to lie there beneath him, hands tangled in his hair, clutching at him desperately.
Severus bit down on the nub in his mouth, soothing the pain away with warm, wet swipes of his tongue before raising his head. He moved his attention to the other nipple, drawing it into his mouth to suckle and nip at it as he had the other.
Harry's hands tightened their hold, and Severus winced. "Mr. Potter, please refrain from pulling my hair OUT." He said, though the comment was laced through with a heavy note of amusement.
"Sorry!" Harry gasped, then hissed in a breath as Severus proceeded to devour his chest.
Severus delivered one more sharp nip to the nipple before laving the pain away and raising his head. He laid his hand on Harry's chest just below his nipples and began to slowly draw it downward again, feeling the young man's abdominal muscles jump under his hand. He stopped at the belly button.
"Were you aware, Mr. Potter, than the naval is an erogenous zone?" He purred.
Harry's dazed eyes focused on his face rather than his hand and Harry shook his head.
Severus held back a chuckle at the mute appeal in those verdant eyes. "Oh, it is." He continued, disregarding the plea for mercy as he dropped his head and began to breathe over the small indent, making Harry's already harsh breathing catch once again, then start back up twice as fast. He dipped his tongue into the small well and heard Harry's breathing stop altogether, before he let out a long, drawn-out moan.
"You're KILLING me!" Harry accused, glazed green eyes staring up at him in obvious pleasure.
"Only a little death, Harry." He purred, sucking on the area once before he laid his hand over the belly button and drew it down once more, encircling Harry's--by now rock-hard and leaking--erection. "And I daresay you are enjoying every minute of it." He commented, squeezing gently as he ran his hand up and down the shaft, slowly, teasing Harry.
Harry's head fell back and he seemed to melt into the bed. "Severus, PLEASE." He whispered, eyes closed as he fought for control.
Severus leaned in until he was nearly kissing Harry and whispered, "'Please,' what?" against Harry's mouth.
Harry's eyes snapped open and he lunged up the few centimeters separating them, crushing their lips together in a frenzy of need and want.
Both of them moaned.
Harry fell back with a satisfied smile and licked his lips. "Please make me yours, Severus. I've been waiting for SO LONG."
Severus' hand faltered for a moment, before he replied, "You've been mine since the moment you stepped foot in this school, Brat." He smirked and continued, "Though neither of us could know at the time." He leaned down and took Harry's hard cock into his mouth, sucking gently.
Harry gasped at the feeling of his mouth, then moaned loudly. "Severus, oh fuck, so good!" He babbled, fingers again finding their way into Severus' hair and tugging gently.
Severus pulled away reluctantly, knowing that Harry would come soon if he didn't, and he wasn't ready for things to be over so quickly. He pushed Harry's legs further apart and knelt in between them, reaching for the bottle of lubricant on the bedside table. It was a special blend that contained a muscle relaxant and a mild painkiller, to make sure that the only thing Harry remembered of their first encounter was mind-numbing pleasure.
"Have you had anything inside you?" He asked, knowing that Harry was a virgin, but not knowing for sure if he had ever used any toys on himself.
"Fingers." Harry panted. "Only two, though."
Ah, so no toys, then.
Severus nodded and coated his fingers with lube. "I will be gentle, but this shouldn't hurt. There is a mild painkiller in this lubricant." He explained, bringing his hand up to tease at Harry's entrance.
Harry nodded, and as the first finger slid inside, he clamped down.
Severus waited for him to relax again, then began thrusting the finger in and out, gently, watching Harry's face.
"You can add another, you know. I'm not going to break." Harry's voice cut into his contemplation.
Severus chuckled, but added a second finger. "I'm hardly worried about BREAKING you. You're a Gryffindor, after all. Indestructible, aren't you?" He joked.
Harry moaned, but nodded. "Yeah, we're tough. Remember that." He panted, pushing back against the fingers eagerly. "More."
Severus added a third finger and began to stretch Harry in earnest, watching his face to make sure there was no pain.
Harry's mouth was open as his breaths and small moans spilled out, but the only expression he wore was one of wanton lust and enjoyment. "Yes!" He moaned, hips undulating in a most erotic way as he enjoyed the sensation of Severus' fingers inside him, eyes closed in bliss.
Severus smirked. "You look delicious, my brat." He told the young man, leaning down to kiss him as he worked him open. "Very soon now." He said, more to himself than Harry.
Harry opened his eyes as Severus' fingers were removed, and he grinned up at the man. "Going to finally fuck me?" He asked eagerly.
"You've an impudent mouth, Mr. Potter." Severus warned. "And no, as a matter of fact, I intend to MAKE LOVE to you." He said, lubing his hard cock. "Any complaints?" He teased.
Harry shook his head. "None, Sir. Please, take me." He requested, spreading his legs open wider in invitation.
Severus grabbed a pillow and placed it under Harry's hips. "There. Now we're ready." He said, and positioned his cock at Harry's tiny entrance. "Tell me how much you want me."
Harry licked his lips. "Want you so bad, Severus. I want you like I've never wanted anyone before. I want you forever."
At that admission, Severus' hard-won resolve broke, and he had to be inside Harry. He slid forward, carefully breaching the ring of muscle and pushing steadily forward until he was in the young man, buried balls-deep and thoroughly enjoying it. He took a moment to collect his scattered thoughts, placing small kisses on the side of Harry's neck.
Harry wriggled under him.
"Don't move, or this shall all be over rather sooner than I'd like." He warned, grabbing Harry's hips to still them.
Harry giggled. "Glad I'm that good." He quipped.
"Brat." Severus growled, then kissed him. "Just give me a moment."
Harry waited a few seconds, then his inner walls tightened around Severus' length.
Severus' eyes flew open and he glared down at Harry.
Harry grinned. "Sorry? I didn't MEAN to!" He told Severus.
Severus sighed and began moving. "You are a singularly maddening person, Harry." He told the young man.
"Mm, okay." Harry's eyes fluttered closed and he opened his mouth again, panting lightly.
"You have no respect for authority and no respect for the rules, and you always seem to get away with far too much." Severus continued. "And you're not even listening to me, are you?"
Harry nodded, continuing to pant. "I'm a bad, bad boy, Professor." He said, sounding totally unrepentant. "Perhaps you should punish me."
Severus growled and captured his mouth in a hungry kiss, thrusting his tongue into Harry's mouth as eagerly as his cock continued to thrust into his body.
Harry wrapped his arms around Severus' neck and wrapped his legs around the man's waist, holding onto him tightly. As the kiss broke, Severus barely heard Harry's whispered: "Never let me go."
Severus grabbed onto Harry's hands and pinned them on either side of his head, then leaned close to Harry and whispered: "Look at me, Harry."
Harry opened his eyes.
Severus caught his verdant gaze and told him very firmly: "You are MINE. You have always been mine to protect, and you will continue to be mine to love forever. I do not intend to give you up, so you'd best make your peace with it."
Harry's eyes lit up with happiness and his brilliant smile confirmed what Severus already knew: that was what he'd needed to hear. "Yours, forever." Harry panted.
"Forever." Severus confirmed, then moved one hand down to wrap it around Harry's erection.
Harry gasped at the added stimulation and arched back, coming violently on his and Severus' stomach, the undulations of his passage setting Severus off only moments after him.
Severus pulled out gently and cleaned them with a quick spell, then urged Harry under the covers.
"Shouldn’t I go back to the tower?" Harry asked, though his body said he was more than content to lie in bed with Severus.
"No." Severus said firmly. "I dislike sleeping alone after exceptional sex. That's why I chose a Friday for this. You don't need to leave until tomorrow morning, and I get to wake to your luscious body in my bed." He said, wrapping an arm around Harry's waist and tugging the young man close.
Harry wriggled a bit. "Won't everyone KNOW?" He asked.
Severus snorted. "There's no rule against teacher/student relations so long as the student is of age." He told Harry. "Plus, I'm sure at least Ms. Granger has already figured it out. You're not very subtle, Harry."
"Oh." Harry said. Then, in a softer tone: "Did you mean it? Forever?"
Severus' arm tightened around Harry's smaller frame. "Yes. You're mine, forever."
Harry seemed to melt against him. "I like the sound of that." He said softly, then closed his eyes and fell asleep.
Severus found, as he slipped into sleep, that he rather liked the sound of it, as well.
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