Birthday Blues and Bunny Boys
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Harry/Snape
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
1
Views:
3,085
Reviews:
6
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.
Birthday Blues and Bunny Boys
Birthday Blues and Bunny Boys
Before I start I would like to issue a CHALLENGE. Okay enough capital letters.
My challenge is for people to write fictions that include either Harry or Severus dressed as a bunny or in a bunny-person form.
It is up to you how this happens and it can be applied to any pairing that includes these two characters.
Have fun and if you do take on this challenge please e-mail me (my e-mail adress should be in my member space) either with the story or to tell my where I can find the story.
All fictions I am made aware of will get a review! Thank you for you're time and I hope I get a response.
Warnings: oral sex, very slight angst to beging with, slash, Harry Potter/Severus Snape pairing, not spell checked, Slight fantasy, lots of fluff, single entry diary form. One shot.
If you are okay with the warnings then read ahead.
I'll stress that this has descriptive oral sex between two men, if you do not like it do not continue to read it, thank you.
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Dear Diary,
When you are younger you wish for the year to pass so you can celebrate the one day that counts. The one day which indicates that you have progressed another year in life. With passng this milestone you are finally able to do more in the world. For some it may be being able to finally legaly consume alcohol unsupervised, for others it may be to be able to leave school and for some it may be to finally come into adulthood.
Well it all changes as you grow older. You stop counting the days and the month until your next milestone, time begins to pass too quickly. It soon gets to the point where you are not celebrating the fact that you are getting older, you begin to celebrate simply because you never know if you are going to see a next birthday of your own. It becomes a desperate event that you cling to in hope that you have made it so memorable that when you pass on to the next life, if there is one, that you will never regreat it.
The desperation if celebrting birthdays is much akin to my love life with Harry. We hold each other with desperation and cherish every time we make love. Every kiss is meaningful in our relationship even if it is one of anger or frustration. We never know when one of us will depart from this world but not because he is still in headlock with Voldemort. No that battle has come and gone. We now have a new enemy that is Time.
I, Severus Snape do not concider myself to be old. Far from it, infact I feel more alive than I have in years but time wears away everything.
My love for Harry is pure as possible for a human to have, he accepts my love and gives me his in return. I feel blessed that he chooses me above all others and do my best to please him in every aspect that I can. Which brings me back to our love making.
It is my birthday today and Harry has given me the most wounderful present I could ever have imagined. He came downstairs wearing only a bow and a rabbit eared headband. This alone has shown me he loves me more than words. Harry is allergic to rabbit hair you see and I used to have pet rabbits before he and I lived together. I had to sell my pets to other people in order to keep Harry, which was a small price to pay thinking back on it.
When Harry reached me he kneeled down before me and rubbed his cheek along the outside of my right thigh. It was a precious sight made mre so when he arched his back into my petting hand, shivering when I caressed the sensitive spots along his neck.
I remember he looked into my eyes with his own green emeralds before nuzzling the front of my pyjama bottoms. Safe to say I found myself stiffening from his attention and from the sight of his rear end wiggling with enjoyment.
He slid my pyjama bottoms down my legs and breathed on my erection. It was pure bliss, something that only Harry can provide. As he took my member into his mouth I remember sliding my hand through his unfuly hair, savouring the softness of his tufts. He moved his mouth further over me, drawing more of me into him, swishing his toung over the underside of my head when he drew back. As my breathig grew hevier I could still hear his sucking and the occasional involentary mew that he would make. As I grew closer to the pinical Harry began roaming his hands over the backs of my thighs, moving them further and further between my shaking legs to stroak my heavy sack.
His tender touches and sincere need for me was driving me mad, I was moaning almost uncontrolably before harrt sucked especially hard, lightly drawing his teeth over the vein on the underside of my shaft. That was my breaking point. The touch of teeth and the roughness of Harry's sucking made me twitch along with my had member before i felt the elastic band being wound up inside of me snap.
I could feel his moans of aproval as he swallowed my seed, having drawn his lips to clasp around the slit at the top of my member. I could still feel the spurts of my own ejaculate being forced out of my twitching member and I remember being caught by me slightly smaller lover as I collapsed into my knees.
Harry was still wearing the bunny ears when he kissed me, sharing my seed with his own when he drew back to lick his fingers and kissed me again. It was a wounderful feeling to know that he had felt so good to have needed to find release by his own hand because giving me pleasure provided him with so much of his own.
It scares me to think that I've just written something akin to porn about my expieriences with my precious Harry, who by the way is sitting on he bed waiting for me to finish here and is acting in a rather sensuous way to tear me away from you.
He won't have to wait long, the impatient little imp. But I know that if I were to ever end up in a situation that I would never be able to see him again then at least he will have this diary to be able to tell him and to remind him how much I love him.
You hear that Harry? You mean the world to me. You always will.
And now my dear Diary, I bid you adeau. I have an insatiable bunny to entertain.
Youres Faithfully
Severus Snape
End
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By miku
Okay, I do apologise for any spelling mistakes, until I can get WORD on my computer again and I have time to read it over I will have to leave it like this.
Do please bear with me.
Reviewers will get icecream and a crunchie!
Before I start I would like to issue a CHALLENGE. Okay enough capital letters.
My challenge is for people to write fictions that include either Harry or Severus dressed as a bunny or in a bunny-person form.
It is up to you how this happens and it can be applied to any pairing that includes these two characters.
Have fun and if you do take on this challenge please e-mail me (my e-mail adress should be in my member space) either with the story or to tell my where I can find the story.
All fictions I am made aware of will get a review! Thank you for you're time and I hope I get a response.
Warnings: oral sex, very slight angst to beging with, slash, Harry Potter/Severus Snape pairing, not spell checked, Slight fantasy, lots of fluff, single entry diary form. One shot.
If you are okay with the warnings then read ahead.
I'll stress that this has descriptive oral sex between two men, if you do not like it do not continue to read it, thank you.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Dear Diary,
When you are younger you wish for the year to pass so you can celebrate the one day that counts. The one day which indicates that you have progressed another year in life. With passng this milestone you are finally able to do more in the world. For some it may be being able to finally legaly consume alcohol unsupervised, for others it may be to be able to leave school and for some it may be to finally come into adulthood.
Well it all changes as you grow older. You stop counting the days and the month until your next milestone, time begins to pass too quickly. It soon gets to the point where you are not celebrating the fact that you are getting older, you begin to celebrate simply because you never know if you are going to see a next birthday of your own. It becomes a desperate event that you cling to in hope that you have made it so memorable that when you pass on to the next life, if there is one, that you will never regreat it.
The desperation if celebrting birthdays is much akin to my love life with Harry. We hold each other with desperation and cherish every time we make love. Every kiss is meaningful in our relationship even if it is one of anger or frustration. We never know when one of us will depart from this world but not because he is still in headlock with Voldemort. No that battle has come and gone. We now have a new enemy that is Time.
I, Severus Snape do not concider myself to be old. Far from it, infact I feel more alive than I have in years but time wears away everything.
My love for Harry is pure as possible for a human to have, he accepts my love and gives me his in return. I feel blessed that he chooses me above all others and do my best to please him in every aspect that I can. Which brings me back to our love making.
It is my birthday today and Harry has given me the most wounderful present I could ever have imagined. He came downstairs wearing only a bow and a rabbit eared headband. This alone has shown me he loves me more than words. Harry is allergic to rabbit hair you see and I used to have pet rabbits before he and I lived together. I had to sell my pets to other people in order to keep Harry, which was a small price to pay thinking back on it.
When Harry reached me he kneeled down before me and rubbed his cheek along the outside of my right thigh. It was a precious sight made mre so when he arched his back into my petting hand, shivering when I caressed the sensitive spots along his neck.
I remember he looked into my eyes with his own green emeralds before nuzzling the front of my pyjama bottoms. Safe to say I found myself stiffening from his attention and from the sight of his rear end wiggling with enjoyment.
He slid my pyjama bottoms down my legs and breathed on my erection. It was pure bliss, something that only Harry can provide. As he took my member into his mouth I remember sliding my hand through his unfuly hair, savouring the softness of his tufts. He moved his mouth further over me, drawing more of me into him, swishing his toung over the underside of my head when he drew back. As my breathig grew hevier I could still hear his sucking and the occasional involentary mew that he would make. As I grew closer to the pinical Harry began roaming his hands over the backs of my thighs, moving them further and further between my shaking legs to stroak my heavy sack.
His tender touches and sincere need for me was driving me mad, I was moaning almost uncontrolably before harrt sucked especially hard, lightly drawing his teeth over the vein on the underside of my shaft. That was my breaking point. The touch of teeth and the roughness of Harry's sucking made me twitch along with my had member before i felt the elastic band being wound up inside of me snap.
I could feel his moans of aproval as he swallowed my seed, having drawn his lips to clasp around the slit at the top of my member. I could still feel the spurts of my own ejaculate being forced out of my twitching member and I remember being caught by me slightly smaller lover as I collapsed into my knees.
Harry was still wearing the bunny ears when he kissed me, sharing my seed with his own when he drew back to lick his fingers and kissed me again. It was a wounderful feeling to know that he had felt so good to have needed to find release by his own hand because giving me pleasure provided him with so much of his own.
It scares me to think that I've just written something akin to porn about my expieriences with my precious Harry, who by the way is sitting on he bed waiting for me to finish here and is acting in a rather sensuous way to tear me away from you.
He won't have to wait long, the impatient little imp. But I know that if I were to ever end up in a situation that I would never be able to see him again then at least he will have this diary to be able to tell him and to remind him how much I love him.
You hear that Harry? You mean the world to me. You always will.
And now my dear Diary, I bid you adeau. I have an insatiable bunny to entertain.
Youres Faithfully
Severus Snape
End
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By miku
Okay, I do apologise for any spelling mistakes, until I can get WORD on my computer again and I have time to read it over I will have to leave it like this.
Do please bear with me.
Reviewers will get icecream and a crunchie!