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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
27
Views:
21,568
Reviews:
113
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
I'll Have a Tossed Salad
Disclaimer:The characters in this story are all JK Rowling\'s. I don\'t own a single one. I\'m borrowing them for a little debauchery, then, I\'ll give them back.
ISIS: Thanks for the review and the compliment. *blushes* Here\'s the last chapter I\'ve already got written, but chapter 22 is in the works, promise!!
Hope: Thanks, glad you loved it!!
JJ: =D You were my 99th review!! *grins stupidly* That slightly wounded aspect comes from being hurt so many times. (We all know they both have even if it doesn\'t say so in canon!! hee hee) My muse hasn\'t told me yet if they continue into the school year, but we will definately see. It definately won\'t be falling apart, and you\'ll see why after this chapter.
Phoenix: *glomps Phoenix* When I got up this morning, I had 102 reviews. I\'m not sure what number you were, but I\'m glomping everyone from 99 to 102. =D That last chapter was my attempt at humor. I\'ve gotten many different resopnses, but no one\'s said they blushed. LOL!! I take it you could feel the humiliation?
Lilo: LOL!! I hate that it\'ll haunt you, maybe getting him out of it will remedy that???
Papaya: The chapter after this we get to see the birthday party. *grins* They aren\'t going to tell anyone anything, but...well, you\'ll just have to wait and see. I will tell you this, though, we will find out about Harry and Hermione. *giggles* It\'s so not going to be what everyone\'s expecting.
Relicwitch: I agree that the memory should be put in a penseive!! The reactions of the \'family\' will come in the next chapter, promise.
A/N: Right now, I\'ll have a tub of popcorn with a side of smut, how about you guys???
ON WITH THE STORY!!
They walked hand in hand upstairs to Harry’s room where Severus stopped him near the door. “Don’t move.”
They young wizard stood there half clothed as he watched his lover go to the bathroom and start the shower. He emerged a minute later completely naked and without a word gently stripped Harry down and took his hand.
He pulled Harry into the shower and under the water. They both stood there gazing into each other’s eyes as the water cascaded down their bodies. Their long hair stuck to their faces and neither made a move to push it away. Severus turned Harry around, breaking eye contact. “Just relax Harry, and let me begin this delicious torture.”
Snape began by washing Harry’s hair. He massaged his scalp as he murmured little things into his ear. He soaped his hands up and began meticulously washing Harry’s skin. The young man moaned every time his lover touched a sensitive spot. “Seems I’ve found another place or two to nibble,” Snape purred as he slid his hands over a spot just beside Harry’s shoulder blade that made him hiss with pleasure. He turned Harry to face him and he repeated the process.
Harry was already achingly hard and every moment in the shower was such torture that he felt sure he would come without ever being touched. He began to speak Parseltongue, urging the other man on, and hoping that he’d speed his pace. Snape shook his head and smiled. He wanted very much to take the younger man from the shower, still soaking wet, and bury himself in him. It took every ounce of control he had, but Severus did not pick up the pace. Once he finished worshiping Harry’s form, he dried him off with a large fluffy towel.
Snape pulled the young man from the bathroom and carefully laid him on his stomach on the bed. Harry’s eyes were glazed over and he very much wanted this torture to end, but he allowed the older man to have his way with him.
After settling Harry, Severus pulled two vials from his pants pocket. He opened one and poured a bit onto his hands. Immediately, the smell of cinnamon filled the room. He began to massage Harry’s back and shoulders, stopping only to nibble on sensitive areas. He blew slightly on the younger man’s shoulder blade and the oil began to heat slightly. At this, Harry’s eyes focused sharply and he shifted under his lover. Snape whispered, “It’s warming oil. Have no fear that I will make you hot only in the places I want you to be.”
As he worked his way down, Harry shifted again trying to rid himself of the uncomfortable position his erection was in. “Do you need a little relief my love?”
Harry shook his head and mumbled. The older man stepped gracefully off of the bed and leaned over Harry’s completely relaxed form. “Lift your knees under you. It will help you only a bit, though.”
Harry immediately complied. The dark haired man across from him admired his young lover’s form. He lay on his chest with his ass in the air. Snape absently stroked his own aching erection as he licked his lips. He leaned down and whispered in his sexiest voice, “Have you ever had your salad tossed, Mr. Potter?”
With eyes as large as an owl\'s, he answered quietly, “No.”
Climbing on the bed behind Harry, his lover answered, “You will tonight.”
Snape caressed the perfectly round globes of flesh in front of him. He trailed one long, pale finger down the crack between them. It only took a moment for him to find the small puckered opening. He fondled the opening for a moment and gently parted Harry’s ass. He blew on the hole and Harry gasped. He quietly chuckled and gently licked the young man from the base of his balls up to his tailbone. Harry’s breath hitched at the sensation. He took this to mean he liked it and quickly began to assault the opening with his tongue.
Before long, Harry was mewling and begging the older man. He writhed in pleasure as Severus licked and kissed his asshole. Snape stopped and Harry moaned in disappointment. “Shall I continue, or would you prefer something…bigger?”
He did not wait for Harry to answer before he plunged a finger into him, readying him. Harry sighed with contentment at the full sensation. He eagerly awaited the addition of the next two fingers knowing that Snape would stroke his prostate at least once. As if on cue, Harry threw his head back in a moan of pleasure. “More,” he rasped out.
Snape prepared himself as he gently rolled Harry’s balls in his hand. He was careful not to touch the younger man’s penis for fear that everything might end too soon. He entered him slowly, not wanting to hurt him. After a moment, he began to pull slowly out and plunge back into Harry’s tight hole. Harry growled with displeasure at the torturously slow pace his lover was taking. He pushed back against the man quickly and Severus stilled his hips. He leaned over and placed kisses up his spine before whispering, “Tonight we go at my pace. Once it’s over you’ll be glad we did, I promise.”
Harry relented and allowed his lover to again start his snail-like pace. With every deliberate thrust, he brushed against his partner’s prostate causing him to moan in a higher pitch. The tension was palpable in the room. Harry was desperate for release and Severus was using every ounce of self control to force himself not to begin thrusting wildly reaching for his own. This lover moaned again in frustration, and Snape reached around him and loosely grasped his penis.
Harry’s breathing became erratic at the slight touch and he whispered, “Sev…”
This simple action made the older man lose control. Grabbing Harry’s hip with one hand and tightening his grip around the young man’s erection; he began thrusting at a feverish pace.
In three strokes, lights flashed before Harry’s eyes. He screamed his lover’s name as wave after wave of pleasure enveloped him in a mind blowing orgasm. Snape quickly followed as he felt he young lover spill his seed all over his hand. The magic between them crackled with the sudden release of the men.
The two lay there basking in the afterglow, spooning and trying to catch their breath. The smell of sex and sweat, mingled with cinnamon and soap in the room. “Harry,” his lover purred.
“Yes, Satan?” The young man answered back.
Severus sat there for a moment. “Satan?”
Harry rolled over and grinned wickedly at his lover. He put his hand on his face and said, “What you did to me was sinful, absolutely sinful. You have the mouth of Lucifer himself. I’ll still be having that orgasm tomorrow afternoon.”
Laughing, he kissed the young green eyed man next to me. “I can only hope so, Love. For now, we should get a bit of sleep. I’ve a feeling tomorrow is going to be more than we both can handle.”
Harry rolled over enough to pull the cover down and get under it. He kissed Snape and sighed contentedly. “We can worry about that tomorrow.”
With that, he cuddled up next to the older man and felt his arms wrap around his body. “Indeed we can, Harry, indeed we can.”
ISIS: Thanks for the review and the compliment. *blushes* Here\'s the last chapter I\'ve already got written, but chapter 22 is in the works, promise!!
Hope: Thanks, glad you loved it!!
JJ: =D You were my 99th review!! *grins stupidly* That slightly wounded aspect comes from being hurt so many times. (We all know they both have even if it doesn\'t say so in canon!! hee hee) My muse hasn\'t told me yet if they continue into the school year, but we will definately see. It definately won\'t be falling apart, and you\'ll see why after this chapter.
Phoenix: *glomps Phoenix* When I got up this morning, I had 102 reviews. I\'m not sure what number you were, but I\'m glomping everyone from 99 to 102. =D That last chapter was my attempt at humor. I\'ve gotten many different resopnses, but no one\'s said they blushed. LOL!! I take it you could feel the humiliation?
Lilo: LOL!! I hate that it\'ll haunt you, maybe getting him out of it will remedy that???
Papaya: The chapter after this we get to see the birthday party. *grins* They aren\'t going to tell anyone anything, but...well, you\'ll just have to wait and see. I will tell you this, though, we will find out about Harry and Hermione. *giggles* It\'s so not going to be what everyone\'s expecting.
Relicwitch: I agree that the memory should be put in a penseive!! The reactions of the \'family\' will come in the next chapter, promise.
A/N: Right now, I\'ll have a tub of popcorn with a side of smut, how about you guys???
ON WITH THE STORY!!
They walked hand in hand upstairs to Harry’s room where Severus stopped him near the door. “Don’t move.”
They young wizard stood there half clothed as he watched his lover go to the bathroom and start the shower. He emerged a minute later completely naked and without a word gently stripped Harry down and took his hand.
He pulled Harry into the shower and under the water. They both stood there gazing into each other’s eyes as the water cascaded down their bodies. Their long hair stuck to their faces and neither made a move to push it away. Severus turned Harry around, breaking eye contact. “Just relax Harry, and let me begin this delicious torture.”
Snape began by washing Harry’s hair. He massaged his scalp as he murmured little things into his ear. He soaped his hands up and began meticulously washing Harry’s skin. The young man moaned every time his lover touched a sensitive spot. “Seems I’ve found another place or two to nibble,” Snape purred as he slid his hands over a spot just beside Harry’s shoulder blade that made him hiss with pleasure. He turned Harry to face him and he repeated the process.
Harry was already achingly hard and every moment in the shower was such torture that he felt sure he would come without ever being touched. He began to speak Parseltongue, urging the other man on, and hoping that he’d speed his pace. Snape shook his head and smiled. He wanted very much to take the younger man from the shower, still soaking wet, and bury himself in him. It took every ounce of control he had, but Severus did not pick up the pace. Once he finished worshiping Harry’s form, he dried him off with a large fluffy towel.
Snape pulled the young man from the bathroom and carefully laid him on his stomach on the bed. Harry’s eyes were glazed over and he very much wanted this torture to end, but he allowed the older man to have his way with him.
After settling Harry, Severus pulled two vials from his pants pocket. He opened one and poured a bit onto his hands. Immediately, the smell of cinnamon filled the room. He began to massage Harry’s back and shoulders, stopping only to nibble on sensitive areas. He blew slightly on the younger man’s shoulder blade and the oil began to heat slightly. At this, Harry’s eyes focused sharply and he shifted under his lover. Snape whispered, “It’s warming oil. Have no fear that I will make you hot only in the places I want you to be.”
As he worked his way down, Harry shifted again trying to rid himself of the uncomfortable position his erection was in. “Do you need a little relief my love?”
Harry shook his head and mumbled. The older man stepped gracefully off of the bed and leaned over Harry’s completely relaxed form. “Lift your knees under you. It will help you only a bit, though.”
Harry immediately complied. The dark haired man across from him admired his young lover’s form. He lay on his chest with his ass in the air. Snape absently stroked his own aching erection as he licked his lips. He leaned down and whispered in his sexiest voice, “Have you ever had your salad tossed, Mr. Potter?”
With eyes as large as an owl\'s, he answered quietly, “No.”
Climbing on the bed behind Harry, his lover answered, “You will tonight.”
Snape caressed the perfectly round globes of flesh in front of him. He trailed one long, pale finger down the crack between them. It only took a moment for him to find the small puckered opening. He fondled the opening for a moment and gently parted Harry’s ass. He blew on the hole and Harry gasped. He quietly chuckled and gently licked the young man from the base of his balls up to his tailbone. Harry’s breath hitched at the sensation. He took this to mean he liked it and quickly began to assault the opening with his tongue.
Before long, Harry was mewling and begging the older man. He writhed in pleasure as Severus licked and kissed his asshole. Snape stopped and Harry moaned in disappointment. “Shall I continue, or would you prefer something…bigger?”
He did not wait for Harry to answer before he plunged a finger into him, readying him. Harry sighed with contentment at the full sensation. He eagerly awaited the addition of the next two fingers knowing that Snape would stroke his prostate at least once. As if on cue, Harry threw his head back in a moan of pleasure. “More,” he rasped out.
Snape prepared himself as he gently rolled Harry’s balls in his hand. He was careful not to touch the younger man’s penis for fear that everything might end too soon. He entered him slowly, not wanting to hurt him. After a moment, he began to pull slowly out and plunge back into Harry’s tight hole. Harry growled with displeasure at the torturously slow pace his lover was taking. He pushed back against the man quickly and Severus stilled his hips. He leaned over and placed kisses up his spine before whispering, “Tonight we go at my pace. Once it’s over you’ll be glad we did, I promise.”
Harry relented and allowed his lover to again start his snail-like pace. With every deliberate thrust, he brushed against his partner’s prostate causing him to moan in a higher pitch. The tension was palpable in the room. Harry was desperate for release and Severus was using every ounce of self control to force himself not to begin thrusting wildly reaching for his own. This lover moaned again in frustration, and Snape reached around him and loosely grasped his penis.
Harry’s breathing became erratic at the slight touch and he whispered, “Sev…”
This simple action made the older man lose control. Grabbing Harry’s hip with one hand and tightening his grip around the young man’s erection; he began thrusting at a feverish pace.
In three strokes, lights flashed before Harry’s eyes. He screamed his lover’s name as wave after wave of pleasure enveloped him in a mind blowing orgasm. Snape quickly followed as he felt he young lover spill his seed all over his hand. The magic between them crackled with the sudden release of the men.
The two lay there basking in the afterglow, spooning and trying to catch their breath. The smell of sex and sweat, mingled with cinnamon and soap in the room. “Harry,” his lover purred.
“Yes, Satan?” The young man answered back.
Severus sat there for a moment. “Satan?”
Harry rolled over and grinned wickedly at his lover. He put his hand on his face and said, “What you did to me was sinful, absolutely sinful. You have the mouth of Lucifer himself. I’ll still be having that orgasm tomorrow afternoon.”
Laughing, he kissed the young green eyed man next to me. “I can only hope so, Love. For now, we should get a bit of sleep. I’ve a feeling tomorrow is going to be more than we both can handle.”
Harry rolled over enough to pull the cover down and get under it. He kissed Snape and sighed contentedly. “We can worry about that tomorrow.”
With that, he cuddled up next to the older man and felt his arms wrap around his body. “Indeed we can, Harry, indeed we can.”