Something To Write About
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
10
Views:
13,026
Reviews:
41
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.
Five months later...
Hi all. As a little treat for ourselves for getting so many reviews recently for ATYLB, and because FaeryQueen asked so nicely for a bit of PWP, we decide to update Something as well as ATYLB! My, we spoil you!
Five months later…
Harry grinned up at Severus. His swelling stomach was starting to be noticeable, but so far it hadn’t interrupted their sex life. Now he lay naked on their bed, stroking over his chest and over his stomach and down to his thighs where his cock nudged against his womb, fully erect.
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll,” drawled Severus, one eyebrow lifted in his traditional expression, “and precisely what has predicated this turn of events?”
“Eh?” Harry replied.
Sighing, as he often did over his partner’s appalling language skills, he elaborated, “What is the reason for this?”
“Oh. Nothing.” Harry squirmed, a little embarrasses by the intensity of Severus’ gaze. “Just, well, you know, we haven’t for a few days…”
“As I recollect, you have been preoccupied with helping McGonagall ensure that the first years did not ‘wet themselves’, as you so elegantly put it, when they were introduced to a living gargoyle for the first time in their miserable pathetic existences. I, too, have been rather industrious, as, at the Headmaster’s insistence, I have been compiling seemingly endless lists of facts. For what purpose I am still no closer to discerning.”
“Eh?” Harry repeated.
Sighing, yet again, Severus rolled his eyes. “Were this one of your puerile stories, I’m sure that at this point you would mention that there were better uses for my mouth than in spewing words you do not understand.”
Harry grinned. “Well, maybe those writers have a point!”
Sighing for the third time in as many minutes, Severus sat on the edge of the bed and let his delicate digits stroke over the younger man’s belly. A gleam in his eyes, his hand slipped lower and curled around Harry’s dick.
Both Harry and Severus were remembering a story they had recently read. Harry was quite open about his reading of porn, Severus pretended he didn’t, but had sneaked a peek at some of the best stories. One of which had thankfully avoided the cliche of the bottom being "fucked through the mattress". Sadly, the change had been worse: "I\'ll fuck you ‘til you puke."
Not an appealing notion, Severus thought.
Wonder if it’s even possible? Harry mused.
“Fuck me,” Harry breathed, his cock still being manipulated by Severus.
“Till you puke,” Severus growled sarcastically and plunged in.
Harry yelled with pleasure as his arse was stretched by his partner’s prick. He was so used to sex with Severus, and yet, every time made him breathless and desperate for more.
“Please!” Harry wailed, balls clenching already.
“Are you expelling great quantities of your stomach contents?” Severus asked, tone still snarky, although his voice was considerably more breathy than usual.
“Ew! That’s gross! Just fuck me through the mattress!”
“With pleasure.”
His hands gripped Harry’s hips tightly, holding the body at precisely the right angle for solid fucking. His own hips thrust back and forth painfully, slamming his great length deeper and deeper into Harry’s channel. Each penetration jabbed at Harry’s prostrate, making the other moan and gasp out some incoherent drivel.
“Gra – Ungh – Hay – Pah – Nah – Mng – Ther – Har – Ple…”
"As incoherent as ever, I see," Severus sneered, although secretly, hearing Harry\'s senseless babbling turned him on.
Severus thumped into Harry *creak* then pulled back out, only to ram in harder yet.
Harry whimpered and snapped his *creeaaaaaakkkk* hips up.
Severus thudded into *cre-cre-cre-cre-cre-creak* Harry\'s willing body with even more force, making the mattress beneath him bounce him back up towards Severus for more.
Harry screamed and thrashed *ping* and clutched wildly at the other man *creeeaak* thoroughly enjoying the rough ride. It really did feel as if he were being fucked through the mattress! And he was enjoying every second of it!
"Harder, Sev...!" he panted heavily, "Harder!"
Severus\' hips pistoned faster than ever *creak-cra-cra-cra-CRACK!* into his young lover, feeling his balls clench as he prepared for possibly the best orgasm of his life.
"I\'m gonna....I\'m gonna...." he began, babbling himself. *SMASH!*
"Oh! Sev! Is....is the...earth moving...for you...too?!" Harry screeched as his cock erupted.
Just as they\'d both reached the peak of their pleasure, there was a groan louder than either of theirs, followed by a thunderous CRASH, and both Harry and Severus cried out again, this time in alarm.
There were several moments of silence as they tried disentangling themselves from one another and the twisted sheets.
".......I didn\'t mean literally, Sev....." Harry\'s small voice sounded from the wreckage of their destroyed bed.
Severus stood up, the familiar sneer in place, trademark eyebrow cocked, crossed his arms and looked down at the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-Literally-Fucked-Through-The-Mattress.
"A job worth doing, Mr. Potter, is a job worth doing well.”
Five months later…
Harry grinned up at Severus. His swelling stomach was starting to be noticeable, but so far it hadn’t interrupted their sex life. Now he lay naked on their bed, stroking over his chest and over his stomach and down to his thighs where his cock nudged against his womb, fully erect.
“Weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeelllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll,” drawled Severus, one eyebrow lifted in his traditional expression, “and precisely what has predicated this turn of events?”
“Eh?” Harry replied.
Sighing, as he often did over his partner’s appalling language skills, he elaborated, “What is the reason for this?”
“Oh. Nothing.” Harry squirmed, a little embarrasses by the intensity of Severus’ gaze. “Just, well, you know, we haven’t for a few days…”
“As I recollect, you have been preoccupied with helping McGonagall ensure that the first years did not ‘wet themselves’, as you so elegantly put it, when they were introduced to a living gargoyle for the first time in their miserable pathetic existences. I, too, have been rather industrious, as, at the Headmaster’s insistence, I have been compiling seemingly endless lists of facts. For what purpose I am still no closer to discerning.”
“Eh?” Harry repeated.
Sighing, yet again, Severus rolled his eyes. “Were this one of your puerile stories, I’m sure that at this point you would mention that there were better uses for my mouth than in spewing words you do not understand.”
Harry grinned. “Well, maybe those writers have a point!”
Sighing for the third time in as many minutes, Severus sat on the edge of the bed and let his delicate digits stroke over the younger man’s belly. A gleam in his eyes, his hand slipped lower and curled around Harry’s dick.
Both Harry and Severus were remembering a story they had recently read. Harry was quite open about his reading of porn, Severus pretended he didn’t, but had sneaked a peek at some of the best stories. One of which had thankfully avoided the cliche of the bottom being "fucked through the mattress". Sadly, the change had been worse: "I\'ll fuck you ‘til you puke."
Not an appealing notion, Severus thought.
Wonder if it’s even possible? Harry mused.
“Fuck me,” Harry breathed, his cock still being manipulated by Severus.
“Till you puke,” Severus growled sarcastically and plunged in.
Harry yelled with pleasure as his arse was stretched by his partner’s prick. He was so used to sex with Severus, and yet, every time made him breathless and desperate for more.
“Please!” Harry wailed, balls clenching already.
“Are you expelling great quantities of your stomach contents?” Severus asked, tone still snarky, although his voice was considerably more breathy than usual.
“Ew! That’s gross! Just fuck me through the mattress!”
“With pleasure.”
His hands gripped Harry’s hips tightly, holding the body at precisely the right angle for solid fucking. His own hips thrust back and forth painfully, slamming his great length deeper and deeper into Harry’s channel. Each penetration jabbed at Harry’s prostrate, making the other moan and gasp out some incoherent drivel.
“Gra – Ungh – Hay – Pah – Nah – Mng – Ther – Har – Ple…”
"As incoherent as ever, I see," Severus sneered, although secretly, hearing Harry\'s senseless babbling turned him on.
Severus thumped into Harry *creak* then pulled back out, only to ram in harder yet.
Harry whimpered and snapped his *creeaaaaaakkkk* hips up.
Severus thudded into *cre-cre-cre-cre-cre-creak* Harry\'s willing body with even more force, making the mattress beneath him bounce him back up towards Severus for more.
Harry screamed and thrashed *ping* and clutched wildly at the other man *creeeaak* thoroughly enjoying the rough ride. It really did feel as if he were being fucked through the mattress! And he was enjoying every second of it!
"Harder, Sev...!" he panted heavily, "Harder!"
Severus\' hips pistoned faster than ever *creak-cra-cra-cra-CRACK!* into his young lover, feeling his balls clench as he prepared for possibly the best orgasm of his life.
"I\'m gonna....I\'m gonna...." he began, babbling himself. *SMASH!*
"Oh! Sev! Is....is the...earth moving...for you...too?!" Harry screeched as his cock erupted.
Just as they\'d both reached the peak of their pleasure, there was a groan louder than either of theirs, followed by a thunderous CRASH, and both Harry and Severus cried out again, this time in alarm.
There were several moments of silence as they tried disentangling themselves from one another and the twisted sheets.
".......I didn\'t mean literally, Sev....." Harry\'s small voice sounded from the wreckage of their destroyed bed.
Severus stood up, the familiar sneer in place, trademark eyebrow cocked, crossed his arms and looked down at the Boy-Who-Lived-To-Be-Literally-Fucked-Through-The-Mattress.
"A job worth doing, Mr. Potter, is a job worth doing well.”