Love Potion No. 13

Chapter 14

Severus Snape reclined easily into the armchair by the fire, swilling what remained of his glass of cheap whisky while he listened to the train going past their room shaking dust from the ceiling and bed curtains. Harry Potter lay dozing in the center of the bed his creamy white expanse of skin barely covered by the strewn sheets and blankets. The boy was exhausted and had fallen asleep almost immediately afterwards but Snape had expected that. Snape was a demanding partner and considering the circumstances Harry had performed admirably.

It had taken a while for Snape to notice the change in himself but in the quiet of their room, undisturbed by anyone Snape had felt the change sweep over him as the high from the sex had begun to fade. The change was subtle not noticeable at first but as the change took affect things became clearer in Snape’s mind. Though he hadn’t tried any magic as yet he knew instinctively that all the spells he’d struggled with most of his life would come as second nature now. The ease with which he’d watched his peers perform magic would now come to him. No more struggling, or second goes, no mistakes or collapsing from exhaustion due to the effort required in casting certain spells. Finally Severus Snape’s magic had matured and the power he felt was ecstasy. Snape smiled to himself and sipped from the awful whisky in his glass. Movement on the bed drew his attention immediately and Severus smirked as he watched a disheveled, tired looking Harry sit up in bed and stare at him with wide saucer like green eyes.

“I feel strange.” Harry whispered nervously as he reached across to the bedside table and put on his glasses.

“Relax Potter and let it happen you’ll feel better when it’s over I promise.” Snape sighed blissfully as another subtle change swept over his body. Opening his eyes Snape watched as Harry shuffled out of bed ignoring his nakedness as he padded across the cold floor to where Snape was sat in the chair by the fire.

“I’m sticky and sore.” Harry grumbled wiping uselessly at his backside and chest where the evidence of their previous activities had dried on his skin.

“You did insist on falling asleep in the wet spot Potter.” Snape smirked sideways at his young ruffled charge as he turned him around and softly inspect the boy’s backside. There was a little blood, a small tear but nothing a healing salve wouldn’t fix when the returned to Hogwart’s tomorrow morning. Discarding his foul whisky on the side table, Snape took a hold of Harry’s waist and pulled the boy into the v of his legs to stare up at him in the dim glow of the firelight.

“Was I good.” Harry pouted sleepily down at Snape who’s fingers were gently massaging Harry’s waist and the bruises those same fingers had left only hours before.

“Not bad for a beginner.” Harry smiled as he brought his hands up to run through Snape’s silky hair as Snape leant forward and pressed a chaste kiss to Harry’s stomach just above his belly button.

“Can we do it again?” Harry chuckled cheekily. Despite being tired his youthful cock had sprung to life again already beginning to fill as Snape peppered kisses over his flat stomach.

“Not tonight Harry…” Snape trailed off as he pulled away Harry’s growing cock bobbing in front of his face hopefully. “Insatiable.” Snape muttered as he drew his right hand around from Harry’s waist to cup Harry’s balls firmly, encouraging the boy’s erection to full hardness.

“I’m 17, it’s always hard.” Harry reasoned his fingers carding through Snape’s hair trying to pull the man closer to his desire.

“Well I’m not Harry, besides I’m tired.” Snape growled sternly up at his partner who was not deterred in the least.

“Then just watch me, I’m good at this I’ve had lots of practice.” Harry let go of Snape’s hair and allowed the man to relax back into his chair as Harry licked the palm of his own hand and reached down to grip his dripping penis. Snape nodded in silence his eyes dropping from Harry’s face to the boy’s hand that had begun gently stroking his own cock. Snape hadn’t expected the boy to be fully matured and he certainly hadn’t expected the boy’s length. It amused him to wonder what James Potter would have said had he known his son was well gifted and sharing that talent with Snape. A gasp from Harry drew Snape back to the present and the beautiful sight standing before him. Harry’s head was thrown back, his bruised red lips parted in breathy pants while his fist sped tightly back and forth up his own weeping cock. Despite his comments to the contrary Snape couldn’t help but be turned on. Admittedly his cock wasn’t about to make reappearance but he could still enjoy himself without it. Harry was close, the boy could hardly last a few minutes at this age and so Snape clamped his hand down around Harry’s fisting on his cock, stopping him for a moment. Harry’s eyes sprung open and the wide, wild green eyes stared down at Snape in curiosity.

“Wet them.” With his left hand still clamped around Harry’s twitching member, Snape brought up the middle three fingers on his right hand to Harry’s mouth. A flash of concern flickered in Harry’s eyes but the boy had learnt quickly not to hesitate. Snape didn’t had patience in the bedroom, and certainly preferred his partners active. Opening his mouth Harry let Snape’s fingers slide into his mouth before wrapping his lips around them and tonguing them like he did when he kissed Snape. Snape smiled as he pushed his fingers back and forth into the young man’s mouth delighting in the trail of spit that dribbled out of the corner of the boy’s mouth at the stretch. Satisfied with the job Harry had done Snape pulled his fingers free of the boy’s mouth and pushed him away to stand up. Harry gripped his own cock tightly the pressure already building to become painful as he watched Snape stride over to the wardrobe and swing open the twin doors. “Come here.” Snape whispered darkly as he stood in the center of the two open doors of the wardrobe. Harry obediently did as he was told only now realizing that two mirrors were stuck onto the inside of the doors and that what reflected in one, was also reflected in the other. “Stand here.” Snape positioned Harry between the two-mirrored doors standing cautiously to the side where he could see but wouldn’t block the view. “Spread them, and bend a little.” Snape kicked Harry’s feet apart a little and with a firm hand bent the boy slightly over at the waist. Harry’s breathing increased as he caught the reflection of his hole, still red from the fucking but twitching in anticipation. “See, beautiful.” Snape whispered as he stroked his hand through Harry’s hair before bringing down his three still wet fingers to Harry’s arse. The wardrobe smelt of dust and was dark but everything seemed to fade into insignificants as Harry watched in the reflection as Snape push his index finger into the boy’s hole. Harry gripped his cock painfully as the finger disappeared into the tight flesh, sliding in and out.

”Fuck.” Harry whispered his grip loosening on his cock, threatening to release his orgasm.

“Not yet Potter, the fun has just begun.” Reaching around with his spare hand Snape took a firm grip of the boy’s purpling cock stopping the immediate climax as he pushed another finger into Harry’s backside. Harry was shaking from head to toe but was completely drawn to his own reflection and the slow slide of Snape’s fingers in his arse. When the third finger pushed passed his hole Harry was hysterical and leaned helplessly against Snape’s form begging for the man to release his cock so that he could come. “I want five definite caresses before you release.” Snape commanded, his voice rumbling deep in his throat, smooth and dark like rich velvet cream. Harry nodded and bit his lip painfully as Snape released his cock and allowed him space to do as asked. With his cock so sensitive and his knees shaking Harry tentatively wrapped his fingers back around his prick and with his teeth chewing the inside of his mouth dragged his hand down his entire length. Snape smiled in delight. The boy was good, and determined. By the third stroke of his cock tears were streaming down Harry’s face, Snape’s fingers still twisting up into his backside holding back from the bundle of nerves but more in pity than restraint. Harry struggled with the fourth and Snape could feel the boy’s arse muscles begin clenching around his fingers threateningly. “One more Potter.” Snape breathed out silkily into Harry’s ear staring at the boy’s gaze in the mirror in front of him. Harry nodded and with his eyes locked with Snape’s dragged his hand down his length one last time. The explosion that ripped from Harry’s cock was immense and Snape held the boy around the waist as Harry shot his load onto the mirror in front of them, the creamy opaque essence dripping down the cool glass obscuring the reflection of them both. Harry shook physically his eyes falling closed as he collapsed into Snape’s strong arms his cock still pulsing out droplets of come. Taking pity on his mate Snape reached around and milked Harry’s cock steadily until the boy’s member fell flaccid and heavy in his grip. “Good boy.” Snape whispered in Harry’s ear as he swept Harry up into his arms and carried him back to bed. Stripping the wet, sticky blankets from the bed after their last round, Snape placed Harry carefully in the center of the bed and covered him with the sheet before discarding his robe and climbing in beside him. Harry whimpered already half asleep as he curled up into Snape’s side. Snape smiled to himself and placed a gentle kiss on Harry’s forehead.

“Thank-you.” Snape whispered as he watched Harry fall asleep in his arms, before drifting into slumber himself a smile on his lips, all of this had come about from a simple Potion’s Accident.

THE END

A/N Abrupt ending, shoddy plot line, terrible pillow talk.....yeah I'm pretty sure this was one of first HP fictions. Anyway hope it amused you enough for a while, to leave a review. I'm thinking having read this as I posted it that it was a pre curser to Love, Lies and Loneliness but I guess I started again and thank god I did.....

ALrighty then thanks for reading again, and be assured I won't post any more crap like this....my other stories are much better...I think.

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PS:- ALso I'm looking around for some good quality NC-17 R18+ Fan Art for a friend of mine, so if you know of some artist sites on the net or you can email your own, that would be appreciated.....it's for a PHD student to use in his final cheers again RIFFRAFF