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Adult +
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Aftermath
Harry was watching his lover laughing in numbed silence. He had never seen Severus Snape laugh like this before. He was relieved that Severus was not shouting in a furious rage but he didn’t know how he felt about this particular reaction either…
Slowly as the shock subsided Harry began to realise several things; first and foremost he was indeed completely naked, sitting on Severus’ wilting cock, and his friends had just got an eyeful. His insides were squirming at the thought of having to face Ron and Hermione tomorrow, let alone Tonks and Remus. Harry still clung to the idea that he was not very good looking. His body a bit scrawny and unattractive, even though Severus told him many times that he was pleasing to look at, Harry never really bought that.
Second, Ron’s comment about him being a “screamer,” well…. quite honestly Harry never realised exactly how loud he was. Severus had never complained and indeed seemed to enjoy Harry’s vocal tirades during love making. But there again, the thoughts of his friends hearing his shouting – Merlin only knew what – was filling his insides with ice water.
Lastly, well – lastly, was the simple fact that he did not know how long, exactly Remus, Tonks, Ron and Hermione had been there. Thinking about them watching he and his lover shagging, worse yet him ejaculating all over the place, made him want to vomit….
Harry was feeling dirty and ashamed. He wanted to get away and quickly. Severus, however, was still holding him tightly, though at least he had stopped laughing like a loon and was now merely looking amused.
Harry began to fidget on Severus’ lap, attempting to push away and get up. Severus however, was still holding Harry tightly. He knew Harry well enough to know that Harry was likely feeling very, very embarrassed, mortified might even be a better choice of words. He held the young man not letting him rise.
“Harry,” he said, “stop squirming and look at me.”
Harry couldn’t bring himself to look up. He started pushing at Severus, struggling to remove himself from the awkward position.
“Let go!” he yelled shaking his head, “Please Severus let me up.”
Severus only increased his hold. “No.” he said simply. Severus held Harry until the boy gave up his struggle. “Look at me Harry.” he said sternly.
Harry didn’t want to look at Severus, but he knew the older Wizard wouldn’t let him go until he did. Harry could feel the sting of tears forming in his eyes. He was so completely and utterly beyond embarrassment. He honestly thought that he knew what people meant when they said things like “Die with the shame of it.” For Harry wanted nothing more then to crawl in a hole and die.
He found his courage though, and forced himself to meet Severus’ gaze, worrying his bottom lip and holding back a sob as he did so.
Severus frowned when Harry finally looked him in the eyes. The hurt and pain in Harry’s face made him feel all the guiltier for having been the one responsible for their current predicament.
Gently he reached up with both hands and cupped his young lover’s face. “Harry, love, I’m sorry.” he sighed, softly kissing Harry’s lips.
“Oh, Severus,” Harry choked, throwing himself against Severus, burying his head in his loves neck.
Severus slid himself and the boy up onto the couch, cradling Harry in his lap; he transfigured a warm blanket and wrapped it around Harry. Shushing softly and petting the dark mop of hair. Allowing Harry to cry out his frustration and self made shame, offering comfort in soft touches and cooing noises, until Harry calmed enough to talk.
“Better?” Severus asked quietly as the boy hiccupped against his neck. Harry nodded and nuzzled closer.
“Care to talk love?” Severus asked soothingly, still rubbing gentle circles on Harry’s back.
Harry sat up a bit to look at Severus. “What’s to talk about Severus?” he murmured, “That fact that everyone saw me naked or my best friends saw us shagging or the fact that I’m a screaming banshee?” his eyes filled again. “How am I ever going to look at Ron and Hermione again?” Harry gasped and he buried his head again so tightly it was as if he wanted to crawl right inside of lover.
“Hmmm,” Severus chuckled lightly, “I can’t say I’m too thrilled with the shagging bit myself Harry. I’d rather I be the only one who sees your face when you climax. You are never more beautiful then that very moment.” he said amused. Harry sat up again and looked at him incredulously.
Severus smirked at the look on Harry’s face. “I’m certainly NOT embarrassed about making love to you.” he scolded, “Why would I be? You are my lover Harry and our friends know this. While I would prefer to keep public displays of affection to a minimum, I am not going to apologize for showing you how very much I missed you.” Severus pulled Harry closer and raked his hands through Harry’s unruly hair.
“But Severus…” Harry began….
“No but Severus – Harry.” the older man cut him off a bit exasperated, “There is absolutely nothing wrong with what happened here tonight.” he said firmly. “We are a couple Harry, couples have sex. It was merely our misfortune that we got slightly carried away and were caught in the act, so to speak.” he laughed again trying to lighten the mood.
Harry snuggled closer to Severus, “bumnked.”
“Say again Harry?”
“But I’m naked.” Harry said a little more clearly though still barely a whisper.
Severus smiled, “Mmmm, yes you are,” he could feel Harry’s face burning against his neck. “So now several people know how lucky I am.” Harry snorted against his neck.
“Lucky?”
“Yes, lucky,” Severus reprimanded. “I get this,” he wrapped his arms tightly around Harry stroking over his body, “all to myself. My beautiful young lover,” he growled. Severus placed his hand under Harry’s chin tilting his head up so he could kiss him.
Harry was beginning to feel better. Although, he still couldn’t imagine ever being able to look his friends in the eye again. He sat up and looked at Severus. “Next time, will you promise to NOT surprise me and let me know you are coming home?”
Severus chuckled again, “I thought you liked surprises Harry?”
“I did – I do,” Harry answered as his face reddened, “you know I do, I just didn’t like the result of this particular surprise.” Severus frowned so Harry added quickly, “Not that I minded, while it was happening, you know I loved that.” He kissed the corner of Severus’ mouth. “I’m just – really just – embarrassed.” he added with a shudder.
“I know.” Severus said a twinge of guilt in his voice. With that Severus stood up, Harry still in his arms, “I think we should adjourn to the bed chamber love,” he purred, “I’m not through with you yet.” spinning on the spot, Severus apparated himself and Harry directly to their bedroom, hoping to continue where they had been interrupted.
Slowly as the shock subsided Harry began to realise several things; first and foremost he was indeed completely naked, sitting on Severus’ wilting cock, and his friends had just got an eyeful. His insides were squirming at the thought of having to face Ron and Hermione tomorrow, let alone Tonks and Remus. Harry still clung to the idea that he was not very good looking. His body a bit scrawny and unattractive, even though Severus told him many times that he was pleasing to look at, Harry never really bought that.
Second, Ron’s comment about him being a “screamer,” well…. quite honestly Harry never realised exactly how loud he was. Severus had never complained and indeed seemed to enjoy Harry’s vocal tirades during love making. But there again, the thoughts of his friends hearing his shouting – Merlin only knew what – was filling his insides with ice water.
Lastly, well – lastly, was the simple fact that he did not know how long, exactly Remus, Tonks, Ron and Hermione had been there. Thinking about them watching he and his lover shagging, worse yet him ejaculating all over the place, made him want to vomit….
Harry was feeling dirty and ashamed. He wanted to get away and quickly. Severus, however, was still holding him tightly, though at least he had stopped laughing like a loon and was now merely looking amused.
Harry began to fidget on Severus’ lap, attempting to push away and get up. Severus however, was still holding Harry tightly. He knew Harry well enough to know that Harry was likely feeling very, very embarrassed, mortified might even be a better choice of words. He held the young man not letting him rise.
“Harry,” he said, “stop squirming and look at me.”
Harry couldn’t bring himself to look up. He started pushing at Severus, struggling to remove himself from the awkward position.
“Let go!” he yelled shaking his head, “Please Severus let me up.”
Severus only increased his hold. “No.” he said simply. Severus held Harry until the boy gave up his struggle. “Look at me Harry.” he said sternly.
Harry didn’t want to look at Severus, but he knew the older Wizard wouldn’t let him go until he did. Harry could feel the sting of tears forming in his eyes. He was so completely and utterly beyond embarrassment. He honestly thought that he knew what people meant when they said things like “Die with the shame of it.” For Harry wanted nothing more then to crawl in a hole and die.
He found his courage though, and forced himself to meet Severus’ gaze, worrying his bottom lip and holding back a sob as he did so.
Severus frowned when Harry finally looked him in the eyes. The hurt and pain in Harry’s face made him feel all the guiltier for having been the one responsible for their current predicament.
Gently he reached up with both hands and cupped his young lover’s face. “Harry, love, I’m sorry.” he sighed, softly kissing Harry’s lips.
“Oh, Severus,” Harry choked, throwing himself against Severus, burying his head in his loves neck.
Severus slid himself and the boy up onto the couch, cradling Harry in his lap; he transfigured a warm blanket and wrapped it around Harry. Shushing softly and petting the dark mop of hair. Allowing Harry to cry out his frustration and self made shame, offering comfort in soft touches and cooing noises, until Harry calmed enough to talk.
“Better?” Severus asked quietly as the boy hiccupped against his neck. Harry nodded and nuzzled closer.
“Care to talk love?” Severus asked soothingly, still rubbing gentle circles on Harry’s back.
Harry sat up a bit to look at Severus. “What’s to talk about Severus?” he murmured, “That fact that everyone saw me naked or my best friends saw us shagging or the fact that I’m a screaming banshee?” his eyes filled again. “How am I ever going to look at Ron and Hermione again?” Harry gasped and he buried his head again so tightly it was as if he wanted to crawl right inside of lover.
“Hmmm,” Severus chuckled lightly, “I can’t say I’m too thrilled with the shagging bit myself Harry. I’d rather I be the only one who sees your face when you climax. You are never more beautiful then that very moment.” he said amused. Harry sat up again and looked at him incredulously.
Severus smirked at the look on Harry’s face. “I’m certainly NOT embarrassed about making love to you.” he scolded, “Why would I be? You are my lover Harry and our friends know this. While I would prefer to keep public displays of affection to a minimum, I am not going to apologize for showing you how very much I missed you.” Severus pulled Harry closer and raked his hands through Harry’s unruly hair.
“But Severus…” Harry began….
“No but Severus – Harry.” the older man cut him off a bit exasperated, “There is absolutely nothing wrong with what happened here tonight.” he said firmly. “We are a couple Harry, couples have sex. It was merely our misfortune that we got slightly carried away and were caught in the act, so to speak.” he laughed again trying to lighten the mood.
Harry snuggled closer to Severus, “bumnked.”
“Say again Harry?”
“But I’m naked.” Harry said a little more clearly though still barely a whisper.
Severus smiled, “Mmmm, yes you are,” he could feel Harry’s face burning against his neck. “So now several people know how lucky I am.” Harry snorted against his neck.
“Lucky?”
“Yes, lucky,” Severus reprimanded. “I get this,” he wrapped his arms tightly around Harry stroking over his body, “all to myself. My beautiful young lover,” he growled. Severus placed his hand under Harry’s chin tilting his head up so he could kiss him.
Harry was beginning to feel better. Although, he still couldn’t imagine ever being able to look his friends in the eye again. He sat up and looked at Severus. “Next time, will you promise to NOT surprise me and let me know you are coming home?”
Severus chuckled again, “I thought you liked surprises Harry?”
“I did – I do,” Harry answered as his face reddened, “you know I do, I just didn’t like the result of this particular surprise.” Severus frowned so Harry added quickly, “Not that I minded, while it was happening, you know I loved that.” He kissed the corner of Severus’ mouth. “I’m just – really just – embarrassed.” he added with a shudder.
“I know.” Severus said a twinge of guilt in his voice. With that Severus stood up, Harry still in his arms, “I think we should adjourn to the bed chamber love,” he purred, “I’m not through with you yet.” spinning on the spot, Severus apparated himself and Harry directly to their bedroom, hoping to continue where they had been interrupted.