Another Kind Of Magic

AN: *gladly accepting the cake and putting some LEMONS on it*

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They had moved into the bedroom and after Severus had banished their clothes, they stood facing each other in front of the four-poster bed.

Harry's eyes moved from Severus' face down the pale skin of his throat, to his broad shoulders and then to his scarred chest, and he realised that Severus was standing in front of him literally striped down without a thread of fabric to cover the evidence of the live he had lived. There were signs on Severus' body that must remind him daily of the choices he had made almost twenty years ago: The scars he had received as a Death Eater and then during his work for the Light; and then there was the Dark Mark, which had faded but was still clearly visible on Severus' left forearm.

Awe flooded Harry, as he sensed that the tables had turned and for a change he wasn't the vulnerable one.

"I'm not quite the sexy bastard you thought I am."

Confused by the sound of Severus' voice, Harry looked up and was shocked to see the guarded look in the older wizard's face and a part of Harry marvelled at the steely composure the man in front of him must have, to stand naked as he was and the only sign of precariousness that Severus showed was the mask of indifference.


With a smile Harry reached out and placed his hand on Severus' chest. "Yes, you are," Harry said. He then noticed Severus narrowing his eyes and knew this look immediately, he had been on the receiving end of it many times before: Severus trying to find out if he was telling the truth.

"And that disapproving look-"

"Wasn't what you thought it was," Harry cut Severus off in mid-sentence. "I saw the scars and was-"

"I don't need your pity, Potter," Severus snarled, crossing his arms in front of him, brushing Harry's hand away.

"That's good then, because that's not what I had in mind of giving you," Harry snapped back, his temper flaring up caused by the rejection. "Now if you have a problem with compassion and understanding… I've been there, remember? I know how it feels to have Voldemort use you for his entertainment. And I know how it feels to be marked by him." Harry lifted his hand up so that Severus could see the scar on his left hand. "And Umbridge wasn't just a walk in the park either," he added now crossing his arms as well while he glared at the man in front of him.

It was a silent battle between the two that went on for what felt like hours to Harry, the tension almost palpable but he didn't budge.

Finally Severus lowered his arms. "I'm sorry, Harry," he simply said.

"Where is Severus Snape and what have you done to him?"

With some kind of satisfaction Harry witnessed the moment of confusion in Severus' face before he arched his eyebrow.

"What are you talking about?"

"You apologised," Harry said.

Severus narrowed his eyes again but before he could say anything, Harry lowered his arms as well and looked sincerely at the older wizard.

"Can we just start over again from when you took our clothes off?"

Much to Harry's surprise Severus shook his head. But he reached out and Harry was pulled into an embrace that brought him skin to skin with the dark haired wizard for the first time. Harry could smell different spices on Severus' skin and inhaled deeply.

"No," Severus said quietly beside Harry's head. "I'd rather not go through this again."

Once again it was more a feeling then an intellectual knowledge of the whole meaning of Severus' words. Harry didn't know how to answer that and thought that maybe there where other things that he could do instead.


Tilting his head Harry kissed Severus softly onto the juncture between shoulder and neck, while his hands roamed Severus broad back, mapping every inch of skin he could reach. Harry felt the muscles underneath his palms as he moved them up and down and from side to side, steadily sliding a little lower with every stroke until he let them glide onto the firm globes of Severus' buttocks.

Harry heard the intake of breath and grew a little bolder, giving the muscles a squeeze before he pulled Severus closer. At the same time he pushed his pelvis forward, bringing their groins together.

Harry didn't know who of them gasped when their cocks touched and brushed against each other.

One of Severus' hands came up to Harry's head, pushed it back gently and then Severus mouth covered his own. The older wizard buried his hands in Harry's messy hair and willingly Harry opened his lips to meet Severus' tongue with his. They explored each other mouths, their teasing tongues gliding along one another, neither of them dominating the kiss.


Harry was the first to pull back when the need for air became too urgent. After a couple of deep breaths, though, Harry continued to discover Severus with his tongue and lips, but this time not the mouth of the other wizard but his throat. Harry mouthed and licked his way down the soft and pale skin to Severus' chest, tasting the lightly salty tang. He first moved to one nipple and tentatively licked the little nub and he was rewarded with a sharp intake of breath from Severus. Harry continued his administration until the nipple stood up erect, then he moved to the other one, paying the same attention to it. He licked and nibbled the nipple with his lips until it was a hard little nub against his mouth.

Harry lifted his eyes for a moment and saw Severus watching him, then with a rapid pounding heart he moved lower on Severus' skin, until he had to drop on his knees eventually.

Finally Harry was on eye-level with Severus' cock, which stood up proud and erect from a hairless groin.

"Nice haircut by the way," Harry muttered with a quick glance up, then he reached out and took Severus' hard cock into his hand.

~

Severus hissed at the touch. It was unfamiliar not to be the one pleasuring himself but very welcome nonetheless. The fingers were wrapped around his hard on and had started to slide up and down on it. Severus tipped his head back and closed his eyes. Up and down the hand went, nice and easy in a steady –

"Unghh!"

Those weren't fingers anymore around his cock. Instead the insatiable brat had just swallowed his member in one go, causing Severus to almost loose it right there, in the moist cavern of Harry's mouth. Like usual that ruddy Gryffindor just went for it, no matter the outcome. Come?

"Harry… stop… NOW!"

But said Gryffindor hummed in protest, causing the mouth that surrounded Severus to vibrate.

With the last tatters of his self-control, Severus put his hands on Harry's head and pushed him away as gentle as he could manage.

He turned towards the elevated bed and steadied himself on it with his hands, trying to catch his breath.

"Did I do something wrong?"

Severus shook his head and then looked at Harry, who was still on the same spot but now sitting back on his feet.

He smiled crookedly. "Not at all," Severus answered still breathing heavily. "But as much as I appreciate your enthusiasm, there is more to the art of love mak… sexual intercourse." Severus took another deep breath to hide his befuddled language skills. "It's not the main goal to orgasm as fast as possible."

"Go figure," Harry replied. "Is everything you do some kind of art?" He wanted to know. "Or are you trying to tell me that Slytherins just don't shag for shagging's sake?"

"You are a quick study," Severus said with sparkling eyes. "Up on the bed… now." Severus underlined his words with a gesture of his head towards the bed.

In a flash the young wizard was up and climbed onto the bed, seemingly unaware of the picture he created, crawling on all fours to the headboard, his hard cock swaying slightly from side to side.

"Nice view, Potter," Severus said and Harry froze, his arse right in front of the older wizard.

Like in slow motion Harry turned his head to look at Severus and he saw that the younger man had blushed furiously. Despite the flush Harry managed to grin cheekily. "Sure you don't have some Gryffindor genes in you?"

Severus growled and pushed himself up on the bed. He placed himself on his knees right behind Harry, his cock nestling in the crack of Harry's arse.

The younger wizard moaned.

Severus bent forward, covering Harry's body with his own. "I'm absolutely positive as you will find out soon enough," he said, dropping his voice to a murmur.

Severus wrapped his arms around Harry and pulled him back with him, so that Harry came to sit in front of him, almost on his thighs.

Body pressed against heated body, Severus let his hands wander over Harry's chest and stomach, the outside of Harry's thighs and then over the inside of the thighs, accidentally brushing the erect cock.

Harry moaned again and his head feel back on Severus' shoulder.

Severus reached for the younger man's member, wrapped his fingers around the hard flesh and deliberately moved his hand up and down a couple of times, causing Harry to push into his hands.

Despite his own twitching cock, Severus smirked and released Harry's member, instead continuing to stroke his chest, provoking a soft disappointed sound from the younger wizard.

Severus was indeed a patient man and he enjoyed teasing Harry with the caresses and just once in a while touching his hard on, to give it a few strokes before returning to touching the rest of Harry's body.

The younger wizard was writhing in Severus' arms, panting with excitement while Severus attacked his body with seductive touches.

Severus licked and nibbled the sensitive skin at Harry's throat and neck, his hands all the while stroking the young man where he could reach him.

Once more, Severus wrapped his fingers around Harry's cock and pumped it slowly, moving his hand up and down.

"Gods, Severus…" Harry panted. "I believe… you… no… Gryffindor."

Severus chuckled. "So maybe we can take this one step further then," he said into Harry's ear. He sneaked a hand between their bodies and moved it down the crack of the younger wizard's arse.

Harry moved forward and steadied himself on his hands on the mattress, giving Severus easier access.

"I guess you have no complains then in delving a little deeper," Severus said in a low murmur, letting his finger glide over Harry's entrance, provoking a shudder from him in response.

"No," came the hoarse reply. "Just… go slow…"

Severus was not really sure why he hesitated; nothing seemed too odd about a plea like this. But taking in account that it was Harry that was making the request who wasn't really famous for being patient and who obviously was very aroused, it left Severus wondering.

"Is there something you want to tell me, Harry?"

"No," Harry snapped, sitting back suddenly. Then: "Yes… maybe…"

Severus put a hand on Harry's shoulder as he tried to move away from him. "What is it?"

Harry rubbed his face with his hands. "It's just… I heard… it could hurt," he muttered then.

"Are you saying that you have not had anal sex before?"

"Ten points to Slytherin."

Severus ignored the sarcasm and instead concentrated on the meaning behind it. "Why haven't you told me before?"

"Oh come on, Severus. Who would want a bloody virgin?"

Severus sighed softly. This seemed to be the night of insecurity for both of them. "There is nothing wrong with not being experienced, Harry," Severus gently said.

"I remember you not being all too fond of the lack of knowledge," Harry muttered under his breath.

"I don't despise the lack of knowledge, Harry, because that is something that can be changed. I disdain inattentiveness and laziness," Severus explained. "I thought you might have found out for yourself that I in fact enjoy sharing my expertise if there is an interest in what I have to teach."

Harry's shoulder sagged a little.

"I would not have continued mentoring you if I had not seen your sincere interest."

Neither of them spoke for a moment. Then Severus shifted and moved to the headboard, leaning against it. With one hand the older wizard gestured Harry to sit beside him.

Harry, not looking at Severus, moved beside him.

After another couple of minutes Harry said: "That's a bumpy road we're on."

Severus laughed softly. "Which comes as a big surprise considering that you are The Golden Boy and I am the evil git."

Harry snickered. "So you mean one could even say it's been a smooth ride so far, since we're both famous for having a temper?"

Severus arched an eyebrow. "I do not have a temper."

Harry snorted. "Yeah, you're as harmless as Buckbeak," he said mockingly. "If you know how to treat him," Harry added under his breath.

"Insolent brat," Severus snarled but he smiled when Harry chuckled again.

Once more they were silent for a moment.

"Severus?"

"Yes?"

"Now that you know… could we…"

Severus turned his head towards the younger man beside him. "Could we continue to deepen your knowledge?" Severus finished the sentence for Harry, and as he received a nod said: "It would be my pleasure."

~

Harry was sprawled on his back, his butt levitated by pillows. Severus' hands, lips and everything else on him had Harry once more in the state of aching need. His breath was coming in gasps and his heart was beating in a rate that made him believe it would jump out at any point soon.

Severus was between Harry's spread legs and lubricated his fingers. "Let me know if it gets uncomfortable or if I proceed too fast," he said.

Harry just nodded and closed his eyes, for now not wanting to watch Severus. Knowing what he was about to do was one thing, watching him doing it was quite a different story.

Harry felt Severus moving a hand to his arse and then a slick finger circling around his entrance. It felt quite nice, the almost massaging touch that slowly revolved around his opening, closing in on it until the finger was right on the muscle. Harry relaxed with a soft sigh. He had never imagined that spot to be so sensitive.

"Feels nice?" Severus quietly wanted to know.

Harry hummed approvingly.

"It gets even better," Severus said and Harry knew he was smiling although he didn't see him.

The massage turned into soft probing and Harry felt Severus' finger push gently against his opening. His muscle gave way after a moment and the tip of Severus' finger slipped inside of him.

Harry couldn't hold back the reflex to clamp down onto the intrusion but after a moment he was able to let loose again.

It was sinfully thrilling to feel Severus touching him there, inside of him, in a place where he had never been touched before. It was so intimate to experience that finger that felt it's way, slowly inching deeper inside of him. Harry wasn't aware of him pushing back against Severus' finger, impaling himself on it.

For a while Severus just constantly moved his finger slowly back and forth, turning his finger gently as he did so.


After a while Harry felt Severus withdraw his finger but before he could protest, he was stretched even more then previously. Severus had just added another finger and began the thrilling process again of slowly introducing Harry to being filled.

Harry's head rolled from side to side in sheer pleasure as Severus was scissoring his fingers to dilate his muscle. But then he touched a spot within Harry that made him jerk his hips uncontrollable and which made him see lights behind his closed lids. It was such a surge of lust it was almost overwhelming.

Once more Severus touched that spot and once more Harry's body reacted with a mind of it's own, pushing hard against Severus' fingers.

"Gods! I'm gonna die!"

"You would miss out on quite a few things if you would die now," Severus said with a prod of his fingers causing Harry to groan deeply.

"How… bout skipping… subtlety… and… move on?" Harry moaned but the moan turned into a soft whimpering sound as the fingers were withdrawn, leaving him empty.

~

Severus marvelled at the sight before him: Harry had his hands behind his knees to hold his legs up, opening himself for Severus. His cock was jutting out from the nest of black hair.

Severus positioned himself before Harry and looked into the face of the younger man. "Are you sure about this? The first one should be someone special-"

"Blimey! Severus, please!" Harry groaned. "Will you just fuck me?"

The older wizard took a deep breath and gave a nod before he lowered his eyes to Harry's arse.

"I want you, Sev," Harry whispered.

Severus' eyes darted up again and found Harry looking at him longingly. Severus felt his mouth curl into a soft smile. "And you shall have me," he replied gently.

Severus took his richly lubricated cock into his hand and moved a bit forward. With his thumb he guided the head of his cock to Harry's entrance. Gingerly he pushed against it until he could feel the muscle open up. Severus hissed and Harry moaned as the head of Severus' cock slipped inside.

Just for a moment Severus closed his eyes, feeling the tight velvet tunnel enclose his glans.

With a deep breath Severus opened his eyes to look at Harry, who gazed back at him with a dazed smile.

"Feeling you inside of me is really incredible," he said in a hushed voice. "But seeing what it does to you is just as amazing."

Severus didn't reply to this but he locked eyes with Harry as he gently pushed himself a little deeper. Letting the emotions flicker over his face, Severus carefully inched his way inside of Harry's delightful tight arse. He watched Harry's face, the widening of his eyes as he was slowly filled, the mouth that opened and closed without words coming out of it, but communicating nonetheless in it's silence.

At long last Severus' cock was fully sheathed within Harry. He stilled for a moment, giving the younger man the chance to adjust.

"You're all right?"

Harry nodded once. "Just feeling really stretched," he whispered. "But it's mind-boggling to feel you inside of me."

"Let me assure you," Severus answered in a low tone. "It's quite as incredible to have your tight arse around me."

Harry gasped and his hips jerked against Severus, causing him to hum with pleasure.
Carefully Severus lowered himself onto Harry, who wrapped his legs around Severus and pulled him into a long and sensual kiss that left them both breathless.

Then Severus began to move his hips, his cock slowly sliding back and forth in the velvety tunnel surrounding him. Harry made little sounds of pleasure, his hand still mingled in Severus' hair.

Severus knew he wouldn't last long. The long time of his abstinence and the tension that had been built up during the last weeks and that had peaked tonight would take their toll.

He moved from one elbow onto his hand and told Harry to touch himself. For a change not being the one to resist, Harry moved a hand between their sweaty bodies.

Feeling Harry move his hand in a very obvious manner only fuelled Severus own arousal and he closed his eyes for a moment.

He started to move again and the deep groan from Harry made him snap open his eyes again.

"Gods, Severus!"

Harry's face was contorted to a mask of ecstasy, his lips were parted and Severus saw Harry's eyes roll back under the closed lids. Severus lowered his head beside Harry's and gave in to his body, his movements becoming more demanding with every push.

Harry was pumping his cock fervently now and his breath came in sobbing gasps. Then his head shot up, his hips jerking franticly and Severus felt Harry's seed splatter his skin. Muscles contracted in waves around Severus' cock, hugging it tightly then unclasping it, again, again and again.

Severus' arm gave way and he fell on his elbow but he didn't miss a beat, his body straining for release, demanding to put an end to the build up tension.

"Sweet Salazar!" Severus groaned.

Harry's hand grabbed Severus in his neck and their mouth's clashed into a feverish kiss. His tongue penetrated Harry's mouth in the same heated rhythm as his cock moved within Harry. Severus felt a tingling sensation at the end of his spine. His balls tightened and he lifted his head, his mouth open in a silent cry as his semen started to spurt.

~

Harry and Severus had managed to untangle their limps despite the state of blissful fatigue they were in.

Harry lay beside Severus, his eyes closed and his breath even. His fingers had almost stopped drawing lazy patterns on Severus' chest because sleep was slowly creeping up on him.

But then Severus quietly spoke: "Thank you, Harry."

Harry shifted sleepily so he could look at Severus. "What for?"

Severus smiled this tiny small that Harry liked so much. "Think about it. If you don't figure it out you may ask me again – after we've had some sleep."

"But-"

Severus pressed a finger onto Harry's lips. "I'm an old man and I need to rest if I want to keep up with you," he said. "Which I have every intention to," Severus added and pulled Harry back down beside him. "Be a good boy now and sleep. You're tired as well, I'm sure."

With a sigh Harry made himself comfortable again. Severus was right he was tired. Tomorrow would be another day to think about Severus' cryptic statement.

"Nox."

tbc