How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Harry stirred in his sleep a few hours later, the fact that the bed was strange and the sound of outside traffic was intruding upon his dreams. He stretched his legs out a little and pressed his body back against Severus’ warm chest. Wiggling his toes, he smiled sleepily; his feet were warm, all nice and comfortable in his socks. Not a minute later his eyes flew open and he sat straight up in bed…his feet were warm, his socks were on and he had not been the one to put them on.
“No no no no no,” he whispered as he rocked back and forth trying to remember everything. He remembered coming back to their room and Severus giving him a massage. He stopped moving instantly as he remembered. He had fallen asleep while his Dom had been touching him, touching him in preparation to penetrate him. He’d fallen asleep on his lover. Harry hung his head in shame.
“Oh Sev, I am so sorry,” he breathed as he looked down at the other man’s sleeping countenance. He always hated it when he disappointed Severus and the man had told him that he was going to have sex that night.
Instead of picking up his glasses, Harry bent down and squinted at the small alarm clock….2.30..am…he didn’t know what time he’d fallen asleep, but he knew it had been before nine o’clock the night before. He looked down at Severus again and a slow smile began to spread over Harry’s face as he decided to make it up to the man. He knew for a fact that Severus wouldn’t masturbate, so relief had not been part of his bedtime routine. Smirking, Harry slowly drew the sheet down the other man’s body and began to lick and kiss his neck and chest. Concentrating on Severus’ nipples with his tongue, Harry reached behind himself and started to slide his fingers over his own opening. He wanted to be nice and stretched before the other man woke up. Dipping his fingers into the massage oil, he went back to teasing his little hole, shivering in anticipation of what was eventually going to be deep inside of him.
Severus moaned quietly in his sleep and shifted his body under Harry’s light weight, his cock starting to twitch and swell. Harry glanced down, looking in awe as he always did at the size of the other man’s penis. Merlin he was huge, it had taken Harry over a month of training and stretching before he could take Severus without constant pain. Now he just had to be properly stretched and lots of lubricant, and he could ride the Potions Master all night long.
Harry slide one hand down to loosely grasp the root of Severus’ cock and squeeze it gently, smiling as he felt it respond with a jump in his hand. Harry’s other fingers were now busy working in and out of his own quickly relaxing hole. Two fingers now, damn, it felt so good. More oil and he slipped in the third, now he started rocking back and forth on his fingers, pushing them deeper as he twisted his wrist from side to side.
Biting his lip to stay quiet, he stood and arched his back more so he could work in a fourth finger; barely able to control his moans and hips now. He heard the sheets rustle but didn’t open his tightly clenched eyes. He had to get ready..almost there now. His own cock was straining and hard, but forgotten as he concentrated only on being able to please his mate. The bed springs squeaked and he stopped moving; frozen with four fingers jammed in his arse, his prick leaking, precum and lube which was now dripping down his inner thighs.
“What are you doing Harry?” Came the smoky velvet baritone. Severus sat up and reaching out, he stroked one fingertip from the inside of Harry’s left knee all the way up his inner thigh to where it stopped short of his tight full sac. He waited for an answer as Harry’s body shook from the sensation.
“I …I ….I…oh Merlin Sev, I was getting myself ready to please you…” Harry stammered as he fell to his knees in front of his Master. His knees spread, hands on his thighs, proud cock standing up among his trimmed pubes.
Severus smiled at the lovely sight in front of him. “You fell asleep on me, little one.” He reached out to lift Harry’s face up. “It’s okay, I’m not mad Harry, I know you were tired.”
He pulled Harry up onto the bed with him by his upper arms and slid his hands down his trembling sub’s body. Harry whimpered low in his throat as Severus’ hands ghosted over his bottom. He writhed in exquisite pleasure as Sev lowered his head and bit one of his nipples, sucking it into his mouth to roll it gently between his lips and tongue. His back arched up to the other man, Harry let his legs fall open and thrust his hips up, showing how ready he was for that cock that he wanted to feel as it filled him with it’s scalding load of come.
Severus ran one hand down his stomach and dropped it down to his cleft and roughly thrust three fingers deep inside Harry’s wet, stretched, and slightly gaping rosette. He smiled as he heard the mew of pleasure and pain that left the lips of the other man as he began to roughly fuck him with his fingers.
“Is this what you had in mind, Harry?” Severus asked with a sneer as he quickly impaled Harry’s body with a fourth finger. Harry shook his head from side to side, his mouth gaped open and his eyes half lidded in pleasure. His hips rocked back and forth on Severus’ hand, trying to get the digits deeper inside of him. It felt so good, but he knew that he was going to feel so much better as soon as Severus was deep inside of him, grunting in pleasure at Harry’s tight heat.
“What did you think you were going to do Harry?” Severus asked as he bit down on one of Harry’s nipples again, this time pulling and tugging at it with his teeth. Harry hissed and stopped himself from pulling away from the assault on his tender flesh, he knew if he moved Severus might get the clamps out. He hated those things with a passion.
“You woke me up Harry, what do you think you ought to do about that?”
Harry opened his green eyes wide and looked at Severus’ mocking face.
“Ride your cock Sir. Make you feel good.” Harry moaned as he arched up to kiss Sev’s neck and pressed the length of his body against Severus, reveling when he heard the sharp intake of Severus’ breath as he moved against the man’s prick.
In reply Severus pulled his fingers from Harry’s body, delighting in the wet, slurping sound that accompanied their removal and the forlorn cry of dismay from Harry at the sudden emptiness. He lay back with his hands under his head and looked at Harry, one eyebrow raised.
“Well boy, let’s see if you can knock those damn socks off.” Severus chuckled as Harry looked at him with love and lust filled eyes, his smile radiant as he looked down into Sev’s ebony eyes.
“I wanna be your slut, Sev,” Harry moaned as he straddled Severus’ waist and stroked all of the older man’s nine velvety hard inches with both hands, making it even harder in his grasp. He knew Sev loved watching as the head of his cock breached his hole, he knew that he loved to watch him stretch wide over the head and then almost snap close as the head completely popped into him.
“Oh really?” Severus taunted and smirked with a raised eyebrow, his lips turned up slightly as he took in the sight of Harry’s thighs splayed out for his pleasure. Harry only nodded and turned so that his back was facing Severus and then squatted on his haunches over his cock, the heart shaped arse spread wide, his cleft shining wetly from all of the oil he had used while Severus had still been asleep.
“Hold your prick for me Sev?” Harry whispered as he reached between his own legs and used two fingers to part his hole and waited.
“Of course Harry.” Severus replied breathily, wondering how he could ever refuse that request as he positioned his cock at Harry’s entrance, reaching up with his other hand to steady Harry if he needed it. Gods the smaller man was beautiful, Severus thought as he felt his heart swell when he heard the trust and love in Harry’s voice.
Harry slowly lowered himself down onto the broad cock head, pushing steadily, grunting as the tip began to breach his body. His eyes closed, he breathed slowly and was thankful when he felt Severus place his other hand on his hip to steady him. Pushing down more, he cried out as the flared head suddenly popped through the relaxed ring of muscle, Merlin he was huge. Severus smiled as he watched Harry freeze still for a moment as he adjusted to the intrusion. For so long Severus had felt guilty about his size. He knew he had hurt Harry in the beginning and only recently he had stopped hating himself for causing damage to the younger man. Even now he hated the idea that Harry may be hurting as he stretched over him, but Harry had promised to always tell him if they went too fast. All Severus could really do now was to show his love and support Harry’s body as he guided his cock deeper in.
Harry leaned his body forward and braced his hands on Severus’ legs and pushed his body further down, cries of pleasure mixed with pain were now freely falling from his beautiful mouth.
“Oh gods Sev…oh gods…feels so good.” He moaned as he pushed himself down another inch of that velvety steel. His body was shaking visibly in the low light from the window, shaking with the effort to control his descent onto Severus, he reached quickly between his legs and pumped his own dripping prick a few strokes to help him bear the pressure he was feeling as Sev entered him. He took his hand away quickly though, he didn’t want to come like that yet.
Severus grabbed Harry’s slender hips in his large hands and began to thrust up into his tight wetness. Each stroke embedding him deeper in Harry and making him moan and babble more.
“Sev, please …oh Merlin Sev….I’m your slut….your whore…fuck me.”
Severus smiled and moaned as Harry’s insides clenched up around his cock. He dug his fingers in and began to slide Harry up and down his cock, Harry screaming out now with each downslide. His prick dripping and bobbing with each move his body made, Harry wanted to touch, but didn’t, and Severus didn’t reach around to stroke him either.
Harry just clutched Severus’ legs tighter and began to bounce faster on Sev’s cock, impaling himself over and over again, brutally pounding his prostate. His precum flowed constantly now, thick and copiously coating his sac and running down to pool around the base of Severus’ cock where it joined with Harry’s body.
Harry was quickly becoming incoherent as Severus sped up the thrusts, words spilling from Harry’s lips like acid rain. The magnitude of Harry’s wanton litanies never failed to arouse Severus even more. The filth that spewed from the beautiful mouth was as shocking in its beauty as it was in the fact that under any other situation, Harry would never dream of uttering such things.
“Fuck me Sev…deeper..” he begged as he rocked his hips back and forth, grinding himself down on the man. Severus held his hips tight and began to bounce Harry up and down his cock with his thrusts alone.
“What are you Harry?” Severus growled as he dug his fingers into his hips, surely leaving bruises for the next day.
“Your...” Harry began as he started a keening wail, “your dirty slut.”
“What.” Thrust “Are” Thrust “You” Thrust.
“Yourrrrrssssssssssss…..” Harry screamed as the last thrust pushed him over the edge. He threw his body backwards and would have knocked Severus out with the back of his head if the man had not been ready for him and caught the slight body in his arms. Holding him tight, he felt Harry’s body spasm and convulse in the unaided orgasm that was ripping through him like a twister through the Plains. Severus could feel his cock being clenched and milked as his sub’s insides convulsed in pleasure. Harry howled and screamed in his pleasure, his body still shaking uncontrollably when the seed stopped leaking from his slit.
Carefully, Severus rolled Harry off of him and then laid him on his back, looking down at the quaking man he smiled gently. Harry tried to focus his eyes and stop the jerking of his arms; he saw that Severus still hadn’t come.
Severus knelt between Harry’s shaking thighs and lifted his legs enough that he could slide his cock back into that willing heat, leaning forward he held himself up with his hands and showered Harry’s flushed and sweaty face with kisses. His hips pistoning faster and faster into Harry’s well used bottom until he felt the familiar tugging sensation at the base of his balls. Pulling Harry up into his arms and pressing his body tightly against him, Severus let out a low whimper as he shot load after load of searing come deep into Harry’s waiting body.
“My love….my heart…” Severus cried out softly as the orgasm racked his frame.
After he came back to himself, he lowered the still shaking Harry to the bed, looking down, he smirked, “So Mr. Potter, was that adequate?”
“Can I get back to you on that, Professor Snape?” Harry asked smiling, weakly trying to struggle to the side of the bed.
Severus only sneered and snorted before he leaned down and kissed Harry thoroughly. Harry only tried to wiggle more.
“What in Merlin’s name are you doing?” Severus asked as he stood and watched him try to sit, his shaking limbs refusing to cooperate in any way.
Harry looked down and mumbled something and then tried again, this time succeeding in falling to the floor in an undignified heap.
“Harry!”
Harry only looked down and sighed, “ I have to pee Sev, and my legs are not going to hold me.”
Severus quickly squatted down next to the totally debauched man and picked his shuddering form up in his arms. Cradling him close to his chest, he took Harry into the bathroom and settled him on the toilet and waited for him to do his business. Taking him back to bed finally, Severus was pulling up the sheets when he looked down and laughed.
Sleepily, Harry looked at him, “What?”
“Those fecking socks are still on your feet.” Laughing still, he reset the alarm and snuggled in next to his Harry.