The Compulsion of Black Silk

Title: The Compulsion of Black Silk

Author: verdant quest

Rating: NC-17

Warnings: slash, wanking, strong language, and consensual sexual relations

Pairing: SS/HP

Spoilers: PS/SS, CoS, PoA, GoF, OotP

Disclaimer: As I have never claimed to be J.K. Rowling you all may well accept that do not own, nor ever have owned, the rights to the canon or to anything remotely related to the HP Universe. Deal with it. If need be employ a psychiatrist.

Chapter One: A Quietly Passionate Disruption

Harry shifted his robes, lifting them up and reaching under to grip his semi-hard cock. A moan escaped his lips as a faint sensation of relief was experienced. ‘Who, truly, could blame him for being so fucking turned on? Especially since he had spent the last two endless hours in potions class, staring at the source of his fantasies and late-night wet dreams?’

His voice was more than adequate to make Harry come right there in class. Unlike most of the other students, he adored hearing the snarky comments, and snippy insults trip off his wet agile tongue. ‘God what he wouldn’t give to have that tongue now? Whispering dirty sweet nothings in Harry’s ear, twisting with Harry’s own tongue? Licking all over Harry’s body, sucking that hot mouth around Harry’s cock, while it ran up and down Harry’s length and then down to his balls? And finally returning to Harry’s arse, preparing Harry’s body for his own burning hard on?’

\"Oh!\" Harry’s fist sped up its desperate movement over his cock. He wished so much that his imaginings could come to pass, not only for the mind-blowing sex, but also for love, affection, a rionsionship, a real family—Harry’s dream since childhood.

He moaned again, \"Severus…love you.\"

From the other side of the room, a tall and dark man paused from his consideration of an alchemy journal and silently turned in the high-backed chair to peer over the top and found himself confronted with a student jerking off in the corner of a disused common room.

\"Oh, Merlin! Severus, I want you!\" the boy called out quietly, ignorant of the other man’s presence and observation.

The dark man was flattered by this erotic tribute. ‘How often did you have such a lovely image presented to you, calling aloud under the influence of love and lust for you?’ Smiling the dark man rose from his seat and silently moved across the room toward his fellow occupant.

\"What a charming tableau. A beautiful young man caught professing his love and manly interest in another male.\"

The boy halted his busy hands, opened his bottle-green eyes and felt the co dra drain from his face. \"Sir! I…It’s not what it seems!\"

The man sighed, \"Oh, no? That’s too bad; I liked what I was imagining better, Potter. Ah, well. Still good fantasy fodder for later on, eh?\"

Harry stared in amazement, unaware of his disheveled appearance. ‘Was the professor attracted to him? Did he want him, Harry? …Only one way to find out.’ \"Are you completely repelled by me, Sir? On any level? Physically, emotionally, mentally disgusted? I’m sorry. I can’t help being in love with you. I didn’t choose it; it just happened.\"

Severus Snape was floored. Never had he expected that the boy might really care about ‘the greasy git’, nor had he imagined that Harry would believe that he, Severus would find him, Harry, less than lovely, wonderful and attractive. \"Harry, I by no means find you undesirable. As a matter of fact, I am highly attracted to you, and I love you as well. For longer now than I should admit to.\"

TBC

P.S. What do you think? Smutty, obviously. Sappy, certainly. Any other opinions?