Searching My Soul

Searching My Soul
by
snapesgirl1981

 Chapter 15

Harry sank on
the soft matress covered with a soft silken blanket and couldn't
resist rubbing his cheek against the tempting material. Snape stood
next to the massive wardrobe in his half undone shirt and black
trousers and his black eyes once again took in greedily the breath
taking beauty of the boy. It was not beauty that was recognized at
first sight, he was too thin and not tall enough for his age, his
glasses hiding a lot of the fire emanating from his stormy green eyes
and every posture, every movement spoke of his innocence and lack of
experience. All in all he was intoxicating, without even trying he
had crashed through the carefully errected armour around Snape's
heart and had managed to fool the master spy. Snape felt another wave
of love and warmth crushing over his soul like the tide and for a
moment he had to close his eyes to not let all his emotions show on
his face.

When he had a
grip on his emotions once again he made two strides which brought him
nex to the large bed and he carefully sat down on the silken cover.
Harry's eyes flickered in the dimmed light of the torches
illuminating the otherwise darkened room and the glowing light casted
shadows on both their faces. Snape extended his hand and with a
careful motion he took off the glasses and placed them on the
nightstand. Now the fire from the boy's green orbs seemed to consume
him but for once in his life Severus Snape had no objections about
being consumed. A feral grin appeared on the potions Master's
features as he carefully stretched out next to the figure of the boy
which was still as a statue.

His pale spidery
fingers crept under the white shirt of the school uniform the boy
wore and hungrily he began to caress the velvety skin making Harry
gasp in surprise. His eyes snapped shut and an expression of utter
bliss showed on his face. Snape shifted so that he was able to reach
the boy's neck with his lips and started to assault the tender skin
there without warning.

A sharp intake
of breath and a whimper was replreply from Harry and he arched into
the potions Master's direction subconsciously. The sensation of the
gentle touch was overwhelming and he felt like all his senses came to
life in this moment. A sourge of energy cursed through him from the
point where his flesh met the potions Master's and revelled in the
feeling of pure bliss. Snape other hand began to unbutton his shirt
and took off his tie. His lips travelled down the boy's neck over his
shoulder and settled on his nipple in turn making Harry cry out with
pleasure.

Snape's lips
sucked on the very much errect nipples while his other hand began to
rub the boy's hardness underneath the fabric of the pants.

Harry felt
tensed up to the point where it got painful an then he felt the first
waves of his orgasm wash over him.

„Sir,
no..... no, I don't want to,.... ah, yes.... but too soon...“
his voice trailed off into a groan.

Snape only
rubbed harder and felt the cock pulsating under his ministration. The
boy arched up into his touch and then he went rigid for a second. A
cry fell from his lips and with a ear shattering „Yesssss!“
he came inside his pants.

Snape let go off
the boy's nipple and leaned back enjoying the sight of his flushed
face and his chest as it rose and fell with his frantic breathing.
Harry's eyes flattered open and to Snape's surprise sadness showed on
his features.

„I wanted
to make love to you, Sir.“

Snape's face
showed he didn't understand where the problem was.

„I wanted
to make you happy as well, now it's only been about me once again.“
Gently Harry extended his hand and caressed the man's cheek. „I
need to know that I can do something for you, Sir.“

Snape closed his
eyes and swallowed heavily. Did Potter knew what he was doing to him?
Had he any idea how many school rules they were already breaking
right now and if they went ahead, how many more? But in all honesty
the professor was aware that they had long since overstepped a line
and it was much too late to think about consequences now. He opened
his eyes and grinned viciously which made Harry harden once again.

„If you
think you can take me, Potter?“ his soft silky voice whispered.

Harry gulped but
then nodded in determination.

Snape looked
down where the boy's pants showed a wet stain where Harry had made a s ofs of his clothes. „Would you like to take a shower first?“
Harry hesitated in fear of Snape changing his mind while he was gone.
The feral grin was back as Snape gripped his chin. „I could join
you if you like?“

Harry gulped and
nodded. Oh boy!

The
warm water cascaded down Harry's back and he closed his eyes in
silent bliss enjoying the way his back muscels relaxed under the
soothing ministrations. Strong arms circled his waist and pulled him
into a warm body where he instantly pressed his head into the hot
skin of a defined chest. Snape was still almost one foot taller than
Harry and he snuggled up to him shamelessly purring like a kitten.
Snape chuckled softly and caressed the toned back down to the firm
ass cheeks straying to the front now and then.

„Let
go off me Potter- you have to use some shower gel.“

The
only answer was a soft grunt. He would not move from this comfortable
place and quickly he let his hands sneak around the potions Master's
neck. Another sigh was the only answer and then Harry felt Snape
shifting and beginning to put the gel on his body. He closed his eyes
once again and enjoyed the way the graceful fingers felt on his by
now heated skin. His blood was once again pounding in his ears,
reminding him that maybe in a few minutes he would know what it felt
like to make love.

This
thought triggered something in his mind and he raised his head to
look into Snape's eyes. One raised eye brow was the answer and a the
voice that caressed his neck dripped with sarcasm.

„What's
wrong, Potter? Second thoughts?“ Snape gripped Harry's shoulders
almost painfully and his face showed anger this time. „I told
you not to start this if you weren't sure, haven't I?“

„I
have no second thoughts, Sir.“ The boy's voice was steady and
determined as he decided to not press for an answer for the question
why Snape wanted to be intimate with him, an inexperienced boy.
Instead he pressed his body with his growing errection into his
teacher's stomach and shuddered when he felt an answering hardness
against his own abs.

He
moaned when Snape switched off the water and swept the boy off his
feet. With quick strides he carried him back to the bed, placing him
gently on the silken cover. As he took in the boy sprawled onto the
black silk wantonly his eyes darkened with passion. Before Harry
could react he covered the small frail body with his much larger one
and accio'ed a vial with anslanslucent content, applying it
generously on Harry's hard cock. The boy threw his head back and
groaned deep down in his throat as Snape began to pump him for a few
seconds. When the fingers left his shaft he cried out softly in
disappointment but then he felt Snape gripping his chin forcing him
to open his eyes.

„You
will take me.“ His voice was soft but allowed no discussion. As
if to take the sting off the commanding tone he began to stroke
Harry's velvet cheek.

Harry
paled and shook his head vehemently. „I'd rather not, Sir.“
He tried to look flirtatious. „Why don't you take me,
Professor?“

An
amused smile showed on the potions Master's face. „As tempting
as that sounds, Potter- I fear I have to decline.“

„But
why?“ He felt a blush colouring his cheeks. „Is there
something wrong with me?“

Snape
chuckled and shook his head. „No, not as far as I can tell. But
you have never done this before, so I need more time to prepare you
until you can take a man without hurting yourself.“ As he
noticed Harry's unhappy expression he raised one elegant brow. „I
am asking you again if you have second thoughts?“ He sighed
mentally asking himself why he cared so much. It used to be just a
fuck and nothing more but obviously Harry Potter had changed all the
rules. Bugger!

„It's
not about having second thoughts, Sir. Truly not. But I-“ he
hesitated and only continued when he saw his teacher's impatient
face. „I have never done this before. I want to pleasure you Sir
more than anything else but I fear i won't be able to with my lack of
experience.“ His eyes were casted wardwards onto his lap so he
missed the amused twinkle in the other man's eyes.

„It's
not half as difficult as it sounds, Potter but doing it the other way
around is not an option right now.“ He forced the boy's face up.
„Trust your instinct!“

Harry
gulped, nodded and was surprised when once again Snape pushed the
vial into his hands. „Start by lubricating my anus!“

AN: I
guess being evil is part of my genetic structure but thank god also
writing pretty fast (most times). I hope I have been able to maintain
the level of creepiness- this is not your usual love story. My
intention was to keep Harry and Snape as much in character as
possible. That's the real fascination for me writing my stories in a
way that Rowling's character could be imagined doing this. Tell me if
I succeeded and if not what is the problem. Thanks for the many
reviews and please continue telling me such nice th.