A Twisted Web We Weave
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
45
Views:
27,632
Reviews:
119
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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Some Like It Dirty
CHAPTER 44
Harry lay silently on his side gently stroking his fingers back and forth across Snape’s spine where the elder wizard sat on the edge of the bed naked, his back to Harry. Harry couldn’t remove the wistful smile from his face not that he wanted to. Last night had been a quite affair but this morning had been bliss. Every muscle in Harry’s body ached, from the arches of his feet to the stretch of his neck everything thrummed with the satisfying after glow of sex. Harry felt light and airy, and his cock pulsed with the pleasant pain of extended hardness.
“You better not have left a bruise Harry.” Snape muttered over his shoulder as he inspected the teeth marks clearly visible in his shoulder.
“Why? Afraid the headmaster will conduct a dental inspection to find the culprit?” Harry chuckled as he rolled closer to Snape and pressed a wet kiss to the base of Snape’s spine, sending a shiver up the elder wizards body.
“No, but explaining it to Poppy after I’ve been inevitably injured by my disastrous first year potions class today could be a challenge.” Snape threw back as Harry sat up and wrapped his arms tightly around Snape’s chest and nuzzled into his neck.
“Don’t want to get up.” Harry mumbled against Snape’s neck as he ran his fingers down Snape’s hairless chest into the wiry dark curls of the man’s pubic hair, still sticky with the evidence of their earlier coupling.
“It’s not an option Potter, I have classes and so do you.” Snape pulled Harry away from him and got up from the bed, heading for the bathroom.
“Tell them I’m sick! Tell them you’re dying or something.” Harry grumbled as he reluctantly followed Snape into marbled bathroom where the elder wizard was bending over the bath, to turn on the taps. Harry smiled to himself as he let his gaze lazily languish up and down Snape’s backside, and the pink pucker of the man’s hole. The temptation lay before him was too great and before he knew what he was doing, Harry was on his knees his tongue flicking out to lick the tight skin which twitched in surprise. Snape’s shout of surprise turned into a guttural groan as the man fell forward his hands pressed flat against the wall of the bathroom and his legs spread eagled with Harry’s face buried in his crack. “Harry, we don’t have time.” Snape gasped out his thighs shuddering dangerously as Harry pushed his tongue past the tight ring to taste the soft flesh inside.
“We’ll skip breakfast.” Harry came up for air before diving in again, the hand that he’d been using to pull apart Snape’s cheeks slipping around to squeeze Snape’s cock to full hardness.
“We already have.” Snape yelped as Harry pulled away completely and got to his feet. Harry ignored the comment and merely pushed Snape firmly in the center of the back.
“Get in the bath.” It wasn’t a question more a command and for a brief moment Snape stared at Harry in defiance before submitting without a word. Climbing into the now filled bath Snape knelt on the ledge his hands gripping the side as he heard Harry climb in behind him. Snape was powerless to object, having spent most of his life searching for this, to find it in Harry and a Potter no less was too much to bear. Harry had fallen into his position in their relationship more easily than he would have ever imagined. As Harry began soaping his hard cock he thought perhaps he’d been born a top. Those thoughts and all others though were chased for his mind as he quickly prepared Snape’s tightening hole before plunging in confidently as if he’d done it a thousand times before. Snape let out an animal groan his back arching as Harry buried himself deeply his hands gripping the others backside searching for leverage in the water. This morning had been tentative, loving and slow each wizard learning the intricate delicacies of his partner. But there was nothing tentative about it this time as Harry slammed back and forth into Snape’s raw backside, riding out the simple pleasure of feeling rather than the more tricky emotional side they’d wrestled with before.
Harry climaxed before Snape, the boy tearing chunks from Snape’s sides as he shot his liquid load into the other wizard’s backside. Snape was far harder to please as Harry had learnt the night before and despite his own climax continued to thrust into Snape’s backside as he reached around to begin tugging on the elder wizards cock. Harry was disappointed when Snape didn’t seem to respond as well as he had before to the hand job. The elder man just wasn’t there yet, so biting his lip Harry leaned in to Snape’s ear and breathed out throatily. “Come on Sev, let it go.” Harry felt a little stupid talking during sex. He’d seen enough bad pillow talk on the TV over summer without joining the fray. Yet Snape seemed to respond to the husky whisper and groaned loudly urging Harry to pump him quicker. “Can you feel me? Thick, hot and hard in that tight little hole of yours?” Harry muttered again feeling stupider by the minute but knowing that Snape was getting off on it. “I filled you with my seed, wet and sticky. I’ll lick it out if you want?” Snape was breathless now, his head thrown back against Harry’s shoulder and his mouth gasping wordlessly. “Cum for me Sev, spray it all over my hand, warm liquid essence…” Snape stiffened rigid and Harry laughed to himself as he felt Snape orgasm, his cum missing Harry’s hand and splattering like liquid soap onto the side of the bathtub. Milking him too completion Harry held Snape as the elder wizard collapsed into the water bonelessly, his chest heaving with exhaustion. “So you like it dirty?” Harry muttered cheekily as he brushed Snape’s hair out of the man’s face so that he could lean down and press a kiss against Snape’s lips.
“Say anything Potter and I’ll remove your spleen through your nose.” Snape muttered as he pulled away and began lazily washing himself clean. Harry smiled to himself as he followed Snape’s lead. They were going to be very late to class, but it had been worth every minute at least in Harry’s eyes.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Harry lay silently on his side gently stroking his fingers back and forth across Snape’s spine where the elder wizard sat on the edge of the bed naked, his back to Harry. Harry couldn’t remove the wistful smile from his face not that he wanted to. Last night had been a quite affair but this morning had been bliss. Every muscle in Harry’s body ached, from the arches of his feet to the stretch of his neck everything thrummed with the satisfying after glow of sex. Harry felt light and airy, and his cock pulsed with the pleasant pain of extended hardness.
“You better not have left a bruise Harry.” Snape muttered over his shoulder as he inspected the teeth marks clearly visible in his shoulder.
“Why? Afraid the headmaster will conduct a dental inspection to find the culprit?” Harry chuckled as he rolled closer to Snape and pressed a wet kiss to the base of Snape’s spine, sending a shiver up the elder wizards body.
“No, but explaining it to Poppy after I’ve been inevitably injured by my disastrous first year potions class today could be a challenge.” Snape threw back as Harry sat up and wrapped his arms tightly around Snape’s chest and nuzzled into his neck.
“Don’t want to get up.” Harry mumbled against Snape’s neck as he ran his fingers down Snape’s hairless chest into the wiry dark curls of the man’s pubic hair, still sticky with the evidence of their earlier coupling.
“It’s not an option Potter, I have classes and so do you.” Snape pulled Harry away from him and got up from the bed, heading for the bathroom.
“Tell them I’m sick! Tell them you’re dying or something.” Harry grumbled as he reluctantly followed Snape into marbled bathroom where the elder wizard was bending over the bath, to turn on the taps. Harry smiled to himself as he let his gaze lazily languish up and down Snape’s backside, and the pink pucker of the man’s hole. The temptation lay before him was too great and before he knew what he was doing, Harry was on his knees his tongue flicking out to lick the tight skin which twitched in surprise. Snape’s shout of surprise turned into a guttural groan as the man fell forward his hands pressed flat against the wall of the bathroom and his legs spread eagled with Harry’s face buried in his crack. “Harry, we don’t have time.” Snape gasped out his thighs shuddering dangerously as Harry pushed his tongue past the tight ring to taste the soft flesh inside.
“We’ll skip breakfast.” Harry came up for air before diving in again, the hand that he’d been using to pull apart Snape’s cheeks slipping around to squeeze Snape’s cock to full hardness.
“We already have.” Snape yelped as Harry pulled away completely and got to his feet. Harry ignored the comment and merely pushed Snape firmly in the center of the back.
“Get in the bath.” It wasn’t a question more a command and for a brief moment Snape stared at Harry in defiance before submitting without a word. Climbing into the now filled bath Snape knelt on the ledge his hands gripping the side as he heard Harry climb in behind him. Snape was powerless to object, having spent most of his life searching for this, to find it in Harry and a Potter no less was too much to bear. Harry had fallen into his position in their relationship more easily than he would have ever imagined. As Harry began soaping his hard cock he thought perhaps he’d been born a top. Those thoughts and all others though were chased for his mind as he quickly prepared Snape’s tightening hole before plunging in confidently as if he’d done it a thousand times before. Snape let out an animal groan his back arching as Harry buried himself deeply his hands gripping the others backside searching for leverage in the water. This morning had been tentative, loving and slow each wizard learning the intricate delicacies of his partner. But there was nothing tentative about it this time as Harry slammed back and forth into Snape’s raw backside, riding out the simple pleasure of feeling rather than the more tricky emotional side they’d wrestled with before.
Harry climaxed before Snape, the boy tearing chunks from Snape’s sides as he shot his liquid load into the other wizard’s backside. Snape was far harder to please as Harry had learnt the night before and despite his own climax continued to thrust into Snape’s backside as he reached around to begin tugging on the elder wizards cock. Harry was disappointed when Snape didn’t seem to respond as well as he had before to the hand job. The elder man just wasn’t there yet, so biting his lip Harry leaned in to Snape’s ear and breathed out throatily. “Come on Sev, let it go.” Harry felt a little stupid talking during sex. He’d seen enough bad pillow talk on the TV over summer without joining the fray. Yet Snape seemed to respond to the husky whisper and groaned loudly urging Harry to pump him quicker. “Can you feel me? Thick, hot and hard in that tight little hole of yours?” Harry muttered again feeling stupider by the minute but knowing that Snape was getting off on it. “I filled you with my seed, wet and sticky. I’ll lick it out if you want?” Snape was breathless now, his head thrown back against Harry’s shoulder and his mouth gasping wordlessly. “Cum for me Sev, spray it all over my hand, warm liquid essence…” Snape stiffened rigid and Harry laughed to himself as he felt Snape orgasm, his cum missing Harry’s hand and splattering like liquid soap onto the side of the bathtub. Milking him too completion Harry held Snape as the elder wizard collapsed into the water bonelessly, his chest heaving with exhaustion. “So you like it dirty?” Harry muttered cheekily as he brushed Snape’s hair out of the man’s face so that he could lean down and press a kiss against Snape’s lips.
“Say anything Potter and I’ll remove your spleen through your nose.” Snape muttered as he pulled away and began lazily washing himself clean. Harry smiled to himself as he followed Snape’s lead. They were going to be very late to class, but it had been worth every minute at least in Harry’s eyes.
TBC>>>>>>>>>>>>>