I Could Get Used to This
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Adult ++
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11,012
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I Could Get Used to This
Title: I Could Get Used To This
Email: trisha_52578@yahoo.com
Site: http://www.livejournal.com/users/chantalmalfoy
Author: chantalmalfoy
Disclaimer: I don\'t own these characters, and I certainly am not make any money off of them.
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know first.
Spoilers: none
Rating: NC17
Summary: Severus ignores Harry’s advances.
Pairings: Harry/Severus
Author Note: Written for the Merrywizards May Day Challenge
Requested: HP/SS (delivered) slow building relationship (attempted. But failed) Tease! Harry, Resistant! Snape (attempted)
Harry sighed. ‘I’ve been living with the man for three weeks now. I’ve been flirting with him for at least two of those weeks. Yet, the stubborn git refuses to acknowledge any advance that I make.’
Harry had killed Voldemort approximately four weeks ago with the help of Professor Snape. Within a week they discovered that there were still many people that hadn’t died in the final battle or been incarcerated for supporting Voldemort that wanted to see them dead. Both men had had numerous death threats and traps set to capture or kill them.
Harry sat down across the table from Snape. “How’s the soup?”
The older wizard glanced up at him. “It is very good. Where did you find the recipe?”
Harry shrugged. “I didn’t use a recipe. I just made it.”
Severus raised his eyebrows. “To think that you can cook like this, yet you can hardly make a decent potion to save your life.”
Harry ignored the potion master’s jibe. “Could you hand me the bread, please?”
When Severus handed him the basket, Harry made sure to ‘accidentally’ brush Severus’ hand. He had been doing things like this for most of the time that they had been in hiding. He was even making comments about the other man’s long, elegant hands and velvety, bedroom voice, but the potion master had yet to rise to any of his bait.
When the older wizard didn’t even spare him a glance for his latest action, Harry felt irritated. ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘if he won’t acknowledge my subtle hints, I’ll just have to gather my Gryffindor courage and be bold.’
When the meal was finished, Harry cleared the table and cleaned up the dinner mess with magic. Occasionally he would wash the dishes by hand, but tonight he had other plans. As soon as all of the dished were back in their proper places, Harry set out to find Snape. Finding the other wizard wasn’t hard, as the house they were living in was relatively small.
Harry knocked tentatively on Snape’s bedroom door. Snape’s stern voice came through the door. “What do you want, Mr. Potter?”
Harry bit his lip nervously. “I would like to talk to you, Professor.”
The bedroom door opened with Snape standing just inside of the doorway. “Are you just going to stand there all evening, or are you going to come inside?” Severus sneered.
Harry stepped inside and looked around the room. Because the house was small, the two wizards only had their bedrooms to themselves. Severus’ bed was positioned in the bottom left hand corner of the room. His fireplace was in the center of the wall facing the doorway. In front of the fireplace were two ornate wooden, high-back chairs. What surprised Harry the most was that the colors of the room were not Slytherin green and black, but blues and creams with just a touch of silver here and there.
Harry was startled from his observation by Snape’s rich baritone voice. “When you’re finished gawking about my room, Mr. Potter, you may have a seat.” Severus gestured toward one of the wooden chairs in front of the fireplace.
Harry blushed and took the offered seat. Severus sat in the matching chair and looked at Harry with his eyebrows raised. “What was it that you need to speak to me about, Mr. Potter?”
The younger wizard cleared his throat quietly. “Sir, I know that you are gay.”
Severus scowled. “And what, exactly, does that have to do with you, Mr. Potter?”
Harry stammered, “I – I’ve been flirting with you for weeks now, but you have yet to acknowledge it.” Harry looked down at his hands. “I thought you were just being stubborn, but maybe it’s because you don’t find me attractive.”
Severus snorted. “Yes, Mr. Potter, I have noticed your advances. I did not acknowledge them because your attraction to me is not real. It had nothing to do with your looks.”
Harry raised his head to look at Snape again. “Why do you say that my attraction to you is not real?”
Severus sighed. “Harry, we’ve been through a very stressful time together, and now we’ve been locked away together in this house. You have a build-up of strong emotions, not to mention teenage hormones, and they have manifested themselves into lust for me because I am the only person available.”
Harry shook his head. “That’s not true.”
Severus frowned. “Yes, Mr. Potter, it is true. You may not accept it now, but when we get out of here you won’t even remember why you were attracted to me in the first place.”
Frustrated Harry stood up. His hands clenched at his sides, Harry spoke. “I’ll remember alright, because I was attracted to you before we even came to this bloody house!” Harry stalked over toward the door. He made it halfway there before he stopped and turned around. Facing Severus again, he said. “I’m not going to let you intimidate me this time.”
Severus raised an eyebrow and silently watched as Harry moved to stand directly in front of him.
“I’ve dreamt about this for too long to just walk away.”
Before Severus could even blink, Harry’s lips were on his. Severus was so shocked that he didn’t even have a chance to respond before Harry started to pull away. He was jolted out of his stupor when those silky soft lips left his. Grabbing Harry’s face Severus growled, “ You just couldn’t leave it alone, could you?”
Harry’s eyes widened in surprise, but before he could respond Severus had brought their lips back together. Severus deepened the kiss immediately, his tongue slipping out to caress Harry’s bottom lip. Harry moaned and Severus took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside the boy’s mouth.
Harry wasn’t sure why Severus was kissing him, but he wasn’t going to protest. Instead, he placed his hands on the back of the chair on either side of Severus head and climbed onto the older wizard’s lap. Harry’s tongue battled for dominance until the black haired man sucked Harry’s tongue into his mouth. Harry groaned and thrust his hips against Severus’, grinding his erection into the older man’s abdomen.
Severus brought his hands down to cup Harry’s arse. Severus’ hands encouraged Harry to continue flexing his hips and pressing his erection into Severus’ body. Finally Harry threw his head back and moaned.
Opening heavy-lidded eyes, the young wizard observed the flushed face, mussed hair, and panting breaths of the wizard on whom he was seated. Harry brought his hands up to Severus’ chest and began unbuttoning the other man’s shirt quickly. “I want you to fuck me.”
Severus released his grip on Harry’s arse to brush the raven-haired teen’s hands away. “No. I may have abandoned my morals for tonight, but I will not bugger a student.”
Harry grabbed one of Severus’ hands and placed it on his trouser-covered erection. Thrusting his hips forward, Harry groaned, “Please.”
Severus shook his head. “As tempting as that offer is, I’m still going to have to decline.” He gave Harry’s cock a gentle squeeze through his trousers. “I will, however, help you out with this.”
Harry moaned as Severus massaged his hard-on through his jeans. He felt the older man unbutton and unzip his trousers and drew a sharp breath when Severus’ hand closed around his prick. “Mmm. L-Let me do you too, please.” Harry groaned reac for for the button on Severus’ trousers. Getting no response from the older wizard, Harry quickly unbuttoned and unzipped Severus’ trousers. In just a few seconds, Harry had Severus’ weeping cock in his hands.
Harry stroked Severus, matching the rhythm that the older wizard was using on his own cock. It wasn’t long before Harry’s youth got the better of him. He began moaning, thrusting his hips wildly, and babbling incoherently. When Severus leaned down, snaking his tongue out to trace Harry’s ear and whispered, “Come for me, Harry. Come for me.” Harry couldn’t hold back any longer. He arched his back and came in long, sticky spurts.
When Harry settled down from his euphoric state, he noticed that his hand was still slowly stroking Severus’ cock. The older wizard was watching him through half opened eyes. Harry smiled lazily and wiggled down Severus’ lap until he was kneeling on the floor between the older man’s legs. Before Severus could object, Harry leaned forward and swallowed the man whole.
Severus groaned and fisted his hands in Harry’s hair. “Merlin, Harry, where’d you learn to do that?” he groaned.
Harry chuckled, causing vibrations to go through Severus’ cock. He leaned back to say, “I’ve had a bit of practice,” before beginning his task again. This time, Harry began bobbing his head up and down Severus’ length. Every so often he would stop with just the head in his mouth, tonguing the tip and pressing gently on the sensitive spot underneath the head. Then he would resume his bobbing, relaxing his throat to let the leaking cock slide down inside.
When Harry felt Severus’ balls tighten, he slid back until just the head of Severus’ erection was in his mouth. Sucking hard and massaging Severus’ balls, Harry was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. He swallowed every drop, not allowing any to escape.
Severus pulled Harry back onto his lap. Wrapping his arms tightly around the younger wizard, Severus captured Harry’s mouth in a searing kiss. When he pulled back from the kiss, Severus whispered, “Merlin help me, I could get used to that.”
The End?
Email: trisha_52578@yahoo.com
Site: http://www.livejournal.com/users/chantalmalfoy
Author: chantalmalfoy
Disclaimer: I don\'t own these characters, and I certainly am not make any money off of them.
Distribution: Anywhere, just let me know first.
Spoilers: none
Rating: NC17
Summary: Severus ignores Harry’s advances.
Pairings: Harry/Severus
Author Note: Written for the Merrywizards May Day Challenge
Requested: HP/SS (delivered) slow building relationship (attempted. But failed) Tease! Harry, Resistant! Snape (attempted)
Harry sighed. ‘I’ve been living with the man for three weeks now. I’ve been flirting with him for at least two of those weeks. Yet, the stubborn git refuses to acknowledge any advance that I make.’
Harry had killed Voldemort approximately four weeks ago with the help of Professor Snape. Within a week they discovered that there were still many people that hadn’t died in the final battle or been incarcerated for supporting Voldemort that wanted to see them dead. Both men had had numerous death threats and traps set to capture or kill them.
Harry sat down across the table from Snape. “How’s the soup?”
The older wizard glanced up at him. “It is very good. Where did you find the recipe?”
Harry shrugged. “I didn’t use a recipe. I just made it.”
Severus raised his eyebrows. “To think that you can cook like this, yet you can hardly make a decent potion to save your life.”
Harry ignored the potion master’s jibe. “Could you hand me the bread, please?”
When Severus handed him the basket, Harry made sure to ‘accidentally’ brush Severus’ hand. He had been doing things like this for most of the time that they had been in hiding. He was even making comments about the other man’s long, elegant hands and velvety, bedroom voice, but the potion master had yet to rise to any of his bait.
When the older wizard didn’t even spare him a glance for his latest action, Harry felt irritated. ‘Well,’ he thought, ‘if he won’t acknowledge my subtle hints, I’ll just have to gather my Gryffindor courage and be bold.’
When the meal was finished, Harry cleared the table and cleaned up the dinner mess with magic. Occasionally he would wash the dishes by hand, but tonight he had other plans. As soon as all of the dished were back in their proper places, Harry set out to find Snape. Finding the other wizard wasn’t hard, as the house they were living in was relatively small.
Harry knocked tentatively on Snape’s bedroom door. Snape’s stern voice came through the door. “What do you want, Mr. Potter?”
Harry bit his lip nervously. “I would like to talk to you, Professor.”
The bedroom door opened with Snape standing just inside of the doorway. “Are you just going to stand there all evening, or are you going to come inside?” Severus sneered.
Harry stepped inside and looked around the room. Because the house was small, the two wizards only had their bedrooms to themselves. Severus’ bed was positioned in the bottom left hand corner of the room. His fireplace was in the center of the wall facing the doorway. In front of the fireplace were two ornate wooden, high-back chairs. What surprised Harry the most was that the colors of the room were not Slytherin green and black, but blues and creams with just a touch of silver here and there.
Harry was startled from his observation by Snape’s rich baritone voice. “When you’re finished gawking about my room, Mr. Potter, you may have a seat.” Severus gestured toward one of the wooden chairs in front of the fireplace.
Harry blushed and took the offered seat. Severus sat in the matching chair and looked at Harry with his eyebrows raised. “What was it that you need to speak to me about, Mr. Potter?”
The younger wizard cleared his throat quietly. “Sir, I know that you are gay.”
Severus scowled. “And what, exactly, does that have to do with you, Mr. Potter?”
Harry stammered, “I – I’ve been flirting with you for weeks now, but you have yet to acknowledge it.” Harry looked down at his hands. “I thought you were just being stubborn, but maybe it’s because you don’t find me attractive.”
Severus snorted. “Yes, Mr. Potter, I have noticed your advances. I did not acknowledge them because your attraction to me is not real. It had nothing to do with your looks.”
Harry raised his head to look at Snape again. “Why do you say that my attraction to you is not real?”
Severus sighed. “Harry, we’ve been through a very stressful time together, and now we’ve been locked away together in this house. You have a build-up of strong emotions, not to mention teenage hormones, and they have manifested themselves into lust for me because I am the only person available.”
Harry shook his head. “That’s not true.”
Severus frowned. “Yes, Mr. Potter, it is true. You may not accept it now, but when we get out of here you won’t even remember why you were attracted to me in the first place.”
Frustrated Harry stood up. His hands clenched at his sides, Harry spoke. “I’ll remember alright, because I was attracted to you before we even came to this bloody house!” Harry stalked over toward the door. He made it halfway there before he stopped and turned around. Facing Severus again, he said. “I’m not going to let you intimidate me this time.”
Severus raised an eyebrow and silently watched as Harry moved to stand directly in front of him.
“I’ve dreamt about this for too long to just walk away.”
Before Severus could even blink, Harry’s lips were on his. Severus was so shocked that he didn’t even have a chance to respond before Harry started to pull away. He was jolted out of his stupor when those silky soft lips left his. Grabbing Harry’s face Severus growled, “ You just couldn’t leave it alone, could you?”
Harry’s eyes widened in surprise, but before he could respond Severus had brought their lips back together. Severus deepened the kiss immediately, his tongue slipping out to caress Harry’s bottom lip. Harry moaned and Severus took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside the boy’s mouth.
Harry wasn’t sure why Severus was kissing him, but he wasn’t going to protest. Instead, he placed his hands on the back of the chair on either side of Severus head and climbed onto the older wizard’s lap. Harry’s tongue battled for dominance until the black haired man sucked Harry’s tongue into his mouth. Harry groaned and thrust his hips against Severus’, grinding his erection into the older man’s abdomen.
Severus brought his hands down to cup Harry’s arse. Severus’ hands encouraged Harry to continue flexing his hips and pressing his erection into Severus’ body. Finally Harry threw his head back and moaned.
Opening heavy-lidded eyes, the young wizard observed the flushed face, mussed hair, and panting breaths of the wizard on whom he was seated. Harry brought his hands up to Severus’ chest and began unbuttoning the other man’s shirt quickly. “I want you to fuck me.”
Severus released his grip on Harry’s arse to brush the raven-haired teen’s hands away. “No. I may have abandoned my morals for tonight, but I will not bugger a student.”
Harry grabbed one of Severus’ hands and placed it on his trouser-covered erection. Thrusting his hips forward, Harry groaned, “Please.”
Severus shook his head. “As tempting as that offer is, I’m still going to have to decline.” He gave Harry’s cock a gentle squeeze through his trousers. “I will, however, help you out with this.”
Harry moaned as Severus massaged his hard-on through his jeans. He felt the older man unbutton and unzip his trousers and drew a sharp breath when Severus’ hand closed around his prick. “Mmm. L-Let me do you too, please.” Harry groaned reac for for the button on Severus’ trousers. Getting no response from the older wizard, Harry quickly unbuttoned and unzipped Severus’ trousers. In just a few seconds, Harry had Severus’ weeping cock in his hands.
Harry stroked Severus, matching the rhythm that the older wizard was using on his own cock. It wasn’t long before Harry’s youth got the better of him. He began moaning, thrusting his hips wildly, and babbling incoherently. When Severus leaned down, snaking his tongue out to trace Harry’s ear and whispered, “Come for me, Harry. Come for me.” Harry couldn’t hold back any longer. He arched his back and came in long, sticky spurts.
When Harry settled down from his euphoric state, he noticed that his hand was still slowly stroking Severus’ cock. The older wizard was watching him through half opened eyes. Harry smiled lazily and wiggled down Severus’ lap until he was kneeling on the floor between the older man’s legs. Before Severus could object, Harry leaned forward and swallowed the man whole.
Severus groaned and fisted his hands in Harry’s hair. “Merlin, Harry, where’d you learn to do that?” he groaned.
Harry chuckled, causing vibrations to go through Severus’ cock. He leaned back to say, “I’ve had a bit of practice,” before beginning his task again. This time, Harry began bobbing his head up and down Severus’ length. Every so often he would stop with just the head in his mouth, tonguing the tip and pressing gently on the sensitive spot underneath the head. Then he would resume his bobbing, relaxing his throat to let the leaking cock slide down inside.
When Harry felt Severus’ balls tighten, he slid back until just the head of Severus’ erection was in his mouth. Sucking hard and massaging Severus’ balls, Harry was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. He swallowed every drop, not allowing any to escape.
Severus pulled Harry back onto his lap. Wrapping his arms tightly around the younger wizard, Severus captured Harry’s mouth in a searing kiss. When he pulled back from the kiss, Severus whispered, “Merlin help me, I could get used to that.”
The End?