Paradise by the Sea

A/N I am very sorry that it has taken me so long to update. I am have serious writers block. I have no idea where to go with my stories. If anyone have a suggestion I will be happy to hear from you. I hope you like this chapter.



Paradise by the Sea Chapter 2

Stained fingers slowly opened the bedroom door. Severus carefully glanced around the doorframe, hoping that a very naked Harry would be no where in sight. Severus was relieved to see the room empty except for a plate of sandwiches and a pitcher of cold milk sitting under a stasis spell on the dining room table. It had been more than a day since Severus had last eaten and his mouth watered over the simple fair that Harry had left for him. With one hand he started shoving the sandwich into his mouth while his other hand poured himself a tall glass of milk.

Severus moaned in appreciation as he savored his dinner. He was so wrapped up in eating that he didn’t hear the sound of the toilet flushing. Only when Severus opened his eyes did he finally realize that he was no longer alone. Harry stood before him, sunburned from head to toe with a cocky grin on his face.

“Still wearing your winter robes I see,” Harry grinned as he stepped over to the plate of food and grabbed a sandwich for himself.

Severus tightened his collar around his neck as if he were shoring up his armor and turned his back on the unrepentant boy.

“I see that you are too idiotic to utilize what little intelligence you possess and use sunscreen,” Severus responded.
“Yeah, hurts like a mother…” Harry winced.

Severus sharply cut off Harry, “Mr. Potter, I would appreciate it if you would please watch what comes out of your mouth when in my presence.”

“You are uptight, aren’t you?” Harry plopped himself down on the couch.

“I believe that I am of the norm and it is you, Mr. Potter, that is acting in an inappropriate manner,” Severus mumbled as he glared over his shoulder at the younger man, only to remember why he had his back to Harry in the first place.

“Fine, you win! I’m an exhibitionist, a deviant… are you happy now?” Harry threw his arms into the air in defeat. “But it doesn’t change the fact that if you don’t peel off some of those heavy robes you’re wearing you’ll give yourself heatstroke. It’s over a hundred degrees in the shade. For god’s sake, take a few layers of clothes off and you just might start feeling like a human being.”

“I refuse to succumb to animalistic behavior. I am a Professor of the most prestigious wizard school in the world and I will maintain the dignity that position is expected of me.”

“Harry, you in there?”

Both Harry and Severus turned to see Clive standing in all of his glory on the other side of the screen door.

“For Merlin’s sake!” Severus turned again so his back was to the two young nudists.

“Be right out Clive,” Harry answered. "Give me a moment would you please?”

“Sure. I’ll be at the volleyball court when you’re ready,” Clive hurried down the steps.

Harry arrogantly walked over to Snape and forcefully turned his former teacher around until they were eye to eye.

‘When did Potter get so tall?’ Severus wondered briefly. ‘Wasn’t it just yesterday that he first walked into my classroom so small and timid?’

“Now, listen here old man,” Harry snarled between his teeth, interrupting Severus’s train of thought, “take off some fucking clothes. If you’re still fully dressed when I return I will personally undress you, do you understand?”

Potter’s tone of voice sent shivers down Snape’s back. It was a sound that Severus always yearned to hear from a lover, demanding and controlling. Even as a child he was drawn to the sound of authority. Strangely, it made him feel cherished, a feeling he seldom had ever felt. Speechless, he nodded his head slightly in acknowledgement.

Harry let go of Snape’s lapel and smoothed them flat.

“Good. I would hate to have to punish you for disobeying me,” Harry teased.

Little did he know his words made Severus’s cock try desperately to escape his trousers, “I’ll be gone for a couple of hours so you have the place to yourself. Enjoy.”

With his cock about ready to burst in his pants, Severus intently watched the movement of Harry’s arse as he left their small cabin.

As he reached for the doorknob, Harry turned on his heel before asking Severus if he wanted him to bring something back later for dinner. Severus’s mouth had gone dry and the scathing comments he wanted to say were lost somewhere in his throat. All he could manage was a curt nod.

“Good, I’ll leave it on the table,” Harry smiled brightly, having no idea how his behavior affected his Potions Professor.

Harry had barely walked down the steps before Severus reached between his legs and started to stroke his cock through the layers of clothes. It had been years since he masturbated and even longer since anyone had affected his libido like Mr. Potter with only a tone of voice and a few demanding words.

Severus looked down towards the distinct bulge in his pants. “When did you get a mind of your own and really…Potter? Couldn’t you have better scene than to be attracted to the likes of ‘him’?”

With a put upon sigh Severus headed towards the bathroom to satisfy his manhood’s need.

~*~

Harry could handle the heat of the sun; in fact he rather enjoyed it. It was quite a delightful change from the dampness of his beloved Scotland. What he didn’t enjoy was the heat of the asphalt on the tennis court. It never occurred to him to wear his trainers, not until he noticed everyone on the tennis court wearing theirs.

“Don’t start without me,” Harry yelled at Clive. “I’ll be right back.”

Harry stopped at the base of the steps and stared at the closed screen door. He had told Severus he wouldn’t be back for hours and he didn’t want his old Professor to think that he was lying or that he was spying on him. He shifted from one foot to another. The cement walkway was almost as hot as the asphalt. With a little luck, Severus would be locked away in his room sulking and he could sneak in and out before he was caught.

Harry cautiously walked up the steps. His nose was squashed to the screen door as he looked to see if he could see Severus. He looked back and forth into the small room before calling out the Slytherin’s name.

“Severus, you there?” Harry heard no response.

He let out a puff of air in relief. Stealthily, he entered the room to get his shoes as quickly as possible. He wanted to leave before Severus realized he returned. He found one shoe lying in front of the couch but its twin was no where to be seen.

“Shit,” he mumbled softly.

How could he misplace a shoe? The room was far too small to loose a pin much less a trainer. Taking a turn around the room he finally spotted his shoe’s mate sticking out under his discarded trousers and underpants, exactly where he had left it the day before.

As he bent down to pick up the errant shoe Harry heard a moan come from the bathroom.

“Severus?” he whispered as crept to the bathroom door.

The door was slightly ajar, which surprised Harry. Severus was so paranoid he was surprised that it wasn’t locked, bolted, barricaded and spelled shut. Harry snickered to himself as he took the liberty of taking a peak around the corner. He gasped silently. There was, in Harry’s opinion, was the most erotic and beautiful sight he had ever seen.

Severus’s head was thrown back as he moaned in pleasure. His long black hair fanned across the white porcelain of the tub. His spindly legs were bent and his feet were pressed firmly against the end of the tub. One hand was working feverously on his cock while the other was deep inside his hole, more than likely striking his prostrate by the sound he was making. In that position he was able to thrust into his hand and impale himself onto his finger with each movement of his hips.

Harry licked his dry lips. Mesmerized by the sight before him, he wasn’t even aware of his fingers curling around his rapidly growing cock. Merlin he wanted Snape, perhaps more than he ever wanted anything more in his life and that included the death of Voldemort. He watched as Severus’s long thin fingers disappeared inside the older man and was envious. He wanted nothing more than to sink his own cock into Severus’s tight hole.

Harry watched as Severus started thrust his hips faster into his hand.

“Yessss,” Severus hissed. “Oh, Merlin yes!”

Harry’s own hand was pumping his cock in rhythm to Severus’ movements, biting his lip preventing him from answering Severus’s cry of pleasure.

“Yes Harry spank me, spank me hard,” Severus cried out as he came over his hand sending his seed over his stomach and chest.

Harry came hard when he heard Severus call out his name. In shock Harry stood and watched silently at his old professor. Did Severus really call out his name in passion? Was Severus begging Harry to spank him? This was all too much to comprehend.

He was petrified in place. Unable to move much less think about what just happened. His revelry was broken when Severus stood from his bath. Before turning on his heel to leave Harry took a second to admire the tight cheeks of his old… Harry shook his head and grabbed his tee-shirt to clean his cock and ran out of the door. If he was going to lust after Severus he really had to stop thinking of him being his former professor.

Harry groaned as he could hear in his mind how be asked Harry to spank him hard. The thought made his manhood twitch. Damn, not only did he want Severus but he wanted him to submit. He laughed out loud as he trotted down the path to the tennis court. He had no idea how but he would find away around the stern man’s barriers and make him his.