In Want of a Child

Chapter 11: In Want of a Child
Beauty and the Beast
By: Moon of the Sea
Beta: Ari

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“That went well, don’t you think?” asked Harry with a puppy dog face. Snape was not amused.

“Mr. Potter, I would appreciate it if in the future you refrain from springing surprises on me. This could have gone so wrong.”

“Yes, but it didn’t, did it? In any relationship, friends and family play an important role. They had to know and start dealing with it.”

“I suppose you are right. In a way, I appreciate this. You seem to take every aspect of my life into consideration. That is something I am not used to. Thank you.”

“Let’s hope you are still thanking me in the morning,” Harry said with a suggestive smile.

“If I were you, I would not be worried about that,” he said with an equally suggestive smile.

“Should we go back to my place?”

“If you would like, but I do have everything we need.”

“Store bought?” the Potions Master asked with an arched eyebrow.

“Yea, well we both know that I am bollocks at potions.”

“Lucky for you I came prepared,” holding out a vial containing his own made lube.

“You’re brilliant,” he approached his lover and placed one hand on his waist and the other around his neck. “I think things are going nicely. Don’t you think?”

“Indeed. I must confess that I did not think it would go this nicely,” he answered inclining his head. Harry moved in for the kiss that was being offered.

“I told you we were meant to be together,” and sealed it the kiss. Then he took Severus’ hand and led him to the bedroom.

“So, if I remember correctly, no disrobing spells.”

“No, they lack grace,” speaking in his teacher mode.

“Right, so scrap the very fast and efficient disrobing spell.”

“I had no idea we were in a hurry. Perhaps you have somewhere else to be after you are done with your old professor?”

“No! Of course not. I am just… you know, excited. This will be my first time, you know.”

“Yes, I do know. If it is too much for you we can wait,” mocked Severus.

“Not on your life. You had your wicked way with me and now it’s my turn,” he said with bravado.

Snape looked at him trying not to laugh “Imp,” he said and went in for a kiss.

“Wow do you realize that is the first kiss you’ve initiated?”

“If you wish, I can make it my last,” looking as impish as Harry.

“Oh come off it Severus. Stop twisting everything I say. It’s annoying.”

“What, and end the fun? I think not,” he said pursing his lips in a vain attempt to hide a smile.

“Now, who’s being an imp?” Harry said as he started on Severus’ buttons. Snape took that as a cue to resume kissing. Soon all clothes were disposed of and they lay in bed kissing for what must have seemed a long time, at least to Severus.

“Harry, do you not think we should move things along,” trying to control his voice so it did not sound like an order.

“Yea… um… right… um”

“Harry it is all right. I will guide you through it. The vial is on the night stand.”

Harry nodded and reached for the vial. He opened it and dipped his middle finger. Then feeling as he had done something wrong wiped his finger with the sheet and said, “Maybe I should start with another finger. That is my longest and can go too deep. Wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

“Harry, believe me you can’t go wrong. I am looking forward to feeling you inside of me. Will you please stop worrying? You have read the book. You have seen me do it. You are ready, Harry. Trust your instincts. Your middle finger is the one you have most control over. You will be able to move it with ease.”

Harry looked at his fingers and wiggled them finding to his amazement that Severus was right. So he took a deep breath and coated his middle finger again. Severus spread his legs for him. He was about to insert his finger when he remembered how Severus had made him feel so good that he barely minded the intrusion. He went for Severus’ cock and took it in one gulp. Big mistake. He gagged and had to release Severus.

“Easy Harry, you are trying to do too much at once. Concentrate on that finger you have been dangling at me.”

“But this is how you did it. I want you to enjoy what I do to you. I know I can do it.”

“As do I, Harry, but as with everything in life, you must learn how to crawl before you can walk. In your case, before you can run.”

“Very well, I’ll go slowly.”

“Potter, I believe the problem is that you are going too slowly.”

“Hey! Firstly, no ‘Potter’ in the bedroom. It is Harry or My Love or any other pet name that you can think of.”

“Do you really believe I would utter a pet name?” Snape asked as one eyebrow practically disappeared into his hairline.

“So that means you’re OK with calling me ‘My Love’?” he tested.

“May I know the second part of your protests?” Severus asked, not taking the bait.

“Second?”

“Yes. You did say ‘firstly’ that leaves me to believe that there is a second part to your protest. Am I mistaken?”

“Oh. That. No, you are not mistaken. Secondly, you are topping from the bottom.”

“Sorry, I thought I might guide you but obviously my guidance is not needed nor wanted,” Severus grumbled.

“No Severus, you have it all wrong,” Harry sighed. “I do want you to guide me. Look, I am sorry. Let’s start from the beginning.”

“Let us start from the point at which you were actually going to place that finger inside of me.”

Harry realized that by hesitating and going so slowly, he was torturing his lover which was the opposite of what he had wanted to accomplish. So he kissed Severus’ inner thighs as he slowly inserted the lubed digit. Severus’ sighed with relief. Harry felt his finger surrounded by the tight walls of Severus’ rectum. It felt so warm, so tight, and so right. His thoughts were interrupted by Severus’ moan of pleasure. Harry decided it was time for a second finger. He withdrew his finger to his lover’s moan of protest.

“Sh… My love I’m coming back with a second one.” Severus nodded his consent. Harry did not take as long as the first time and soon Severus was thrusting onto his fingers.

“Harry… Scissor your fingers. Arghhhh… yes, like that.” Harry couldn’t believe how breathy his partner’s voice was and how much pleasure he seemed to be giving him.

Bravery overtook him and he went for a third finger. This time he did not remove the two that were already inserted. Merlin! His lover felt so good. Harry couldn’t wait to be in him.

“Harry! Please! In me. Now!”

“Shhh, Love. Remember, no begging in our bed. I will give you what you want.”

It was getting harder and harder for Harry to speak. The pleasure was overwhelming. He removed his fingers and promptly coated his manhood and guided it to Severus’ entrance. He took a deep breath and looked into his lover’s eyes. He could see no fear in them, only want and need.

“Do I not get a say in the position to be used?”

“I am afraid not. I need to look into your eyes. I don’t think you would tell me if I were botching things up.”

“You think I would allow you to hurt me?”

“I think you have a high tolerance for pain.” Harry looked into his lover’s eyes and saw understanding. Continuing with his ministrations, he pressed on just a little. He pressed the head in and again looked for any sign of discomfort in his lover.

“Harry, you are torturing me. I need you in me. All of youuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!” Harry had granted his wish and Severus’ was lost in ecstasy. Harry was unable to think straight. His body was throbbing with pure and unadulterated pleasure. He could not believe how wonderful it felt to be deep inside his lover.

“Severus… Severus… I am … oh Severus…”

“Harry James Potter you will tell me the three key ingredients to the polyjuice potion,” said Snape in his Potions Master’s voice.

“What! You are kidding right?”

“Did it help you regain control? We would not want you losing control so early in our endeavor.”

“So that’s what you do?”

“I do like to be a considerate lover. Therefore, I want to last as long as possible for my partner. On that note and if you have regained control, you may continue.”

“Ok but I must warn you this feels so good I don’t know how long I can keep it up. Well, you know what I mean. Not come.”

“Harry, move,” he said with tenderness.

Harry began a slow and steady rhythm, loving every time he got a moan out of his lover. He looked for the angle that would give Severus pleasure and once he found it, he was relentless in his pounding. Severus was breathing heavy and trashing his head from side to side. Harry had always wanted to put laughter into the Potions Master’s life but this was a great substitute. It also indicated happiness and that was the bottom line. Out of nowhere, Snape exploded onto their bellies.
Harry had done it. He had pleasured his lover. He had taken him over the edge. Harry felt as the first time he caught the snitch. He was overwhelmed and before he could think of any potions, he too exploded inside of Snape.

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Harry lay with his head on Severus’ chest.

“Beauty and the Beast,” said Snape out of nowhere. Harry looked up at Snape.

“Come again.”

Snape took a deep breath, “Beauty and the Beast was the story I obsessed about as a child.” Harry knew that he should not interrupt and kept his head on Severus’ chest. “You see, Harry, the prince in the story was cursed because he was foolish and unkind. He made a foolish decision in his youth towards the witch and was condemned to pay for it with a lifetime of sorrow and shame. When I was a child, all I could see in the story was that a beautiful person had seen the beauty that lay deep inside the beast. The child in me longed to find someone like the beauty, someone who would not make fun of me or my hideous aspects.”

Harry desperately wanted to intervene but knew that it was difficult for Severus to be so vulnerable and was spill his heart out. He knew that being a quiet support for Severus would be better appreciated, so Harry stayed silent.

“As I grew older I just wanted someone to forgive my foolishness; my mistakes. To understand that I had done something awful but that I was not awful, foul, appalling.” Here he paused and took a deep breath, grateful that Harry had not interrupted him. “Harry, when I am with you I do not feel like a monster. I feel as if I have found that beauty in my life. That beauty that is capable of seeing the person in me. For that my Harry, I will always be grateful.”

Harry kissed Severus’ chest, closed his eyes, and hoped that Severus would not feel the dampness that had leaked out of his eyes.