All I Really Want to Learn
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Adult +
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All I Really Want to Learn
Title: All I Really Want to Learn
Status/Part: 1/1
Pairing: HP/SS
Summary: Just a challenge to use a list of words and phrases in a Harry/Severus story. Harry is in his last year at Hogwarts and has detention with Snape again. This time he plans on learning what he really wants to know and keeping it.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Beta: allexandrya
A/N: The words or phrases in italics are from the list challenge given to me. I used them all.
The young raven haired Gryffindor sauntered down the dungeon halls. So far his plan was going according to design. It would be enlightening for him tonight. This time he was determined to have his Potions Master. Severus would be his first and hopefully only lover. It was ironic when he thought about it more.
He had lost count of how many times he’d been stretched head over feet scouring Severus’ cauldrons. How many times had he wiggled his arse hoping to catch the dark Slytherin’s attention? He quickly discovered you live, you learn, especially with that stubborn Potions Master as a teacher. He was sure of one thing though – Severus would be his. Tonight.
He stood in front of the open classroom door knowing he was early but knowing it wouldn’t matter if the wizard inside was in a foul mood. His professor didn’t even look up to see who was standing in his doorway. It shocked the Gryffindor to hear his Potions Master slur some words.
“You oughta know by now Potter that I will not abide your preposterous posturing. Get your arse in here now. You have quite a few phials to hand clean tonight. Close the door behind you.”
Harry eased in and as quietly as possible closed the door. He watched as the dark Slytherin waved his wand and the lock clicked into place. He watched the lips move and knew a strong silencing spell was up.
“Tonight, Mr. Potter, I will make sure you learn the fine art of cleaning. I may be willing to teach you something else if you’re lucky.”
Harry nodded and moved to the cleaning area in the room. He took off his robe and his shirt, folded them neatly, placed them on a table and went to work. He was down to his tight tee shirt and trousers. Twenty minutes later, after straining with the supplies, he stopped to talk to his professor.
“Professor, sir, excuse me. May I be so bold as to suggest a muggle device to clean these phials? My aunt had one she made me use to clean the thin bud vases and a smaller one for cleaning the intricate designs on her cut glass. They are called bottle brushes and nipple brushes. Most muggles use them to clean their baby’s items.”
The Potion Master narrowed his eyes. “Can you transfigure these flannels into them? I want to see them and test them before I allow you to use them on all of my phials.”
Harry pulled his wand slowly and concentrated. He made the smaller flannel into the nipple brush first followed by the larger flannel into a bottle brush. He took a tiny phial and proceeded to show Snape how they were used. Severus inspected the tubes and gave his approval. Harry was finished in less time than the silky-haired Slytherin expected.
The Gryffindor turned, cleared his throat and stared into the obsidian eyes as he swaggered over to the Potions Master.
“All done, sir. I think you said you’d teach me something else tonight? All I really want to learn is what it’s like knowing you. Intimately. “
The older man was flabbergasted. He’d had students proposition him before but never this sincerely. He was silently thanking his luck that Harry Potter finally ‘woke up’.
“Come here, Harry. You have accomplished something that no one, not the doctors, not Dumbledore, not the Dark Lord has been able to do. You’ve given me hope.”
Harry moved closer to the wizard and felt a hand on his hip and the other on his shoulder, pulling him closer as the Slytherin’s lips met his. Breaking the kiss, Severus pulled Harry closer, wrapping one arm around his shoulder and moving the other hand from his hip to the front of his trousers. Harry trembled. The younger man moaned as his own hands began moving. Severus gently grabbed his hand.
“Harry, I want you to feel what you do to me. I want you to know what will give us both pleasures. Put one hand in my pocket and explore.”
The emerald eyed beauty followed the instructions. Before Severus exploded, he stopped that exquisite hand, removing it from his pocket. He undid both of their trousers and pushed them down along with their pants.
“Now, Harry, we explore each other.”
Harry began slowly stroking the long, thick member of his Potions Master as Severus moved his hand over the Gryffindor’s, from the tip to the base and back. He circled the tip and then spread the pre-cum around. Harry copied his moves and they moaned in unison when Severus used his other hand to fondle Harry’s slightly hairy balls. Both men were arching into each other as they exploded over each other’s hands and stomachs. They stood, leaning against each other panting heavily.
Severus looked shocked for just a moment as Harry moved his hand to his face.
“Oh, Severus, that was absolutely wonderful. It was like the rain in summer. It’s warm, it flows in spits and spurts and a little liquid covers quite an area.”
Harry licked his hand clean and then Severus’. The Slytherin wasted no time in scooping up the Gryffindor and carrying him off into his bedroom. It was that night that Harry got what he really wanted. He got Severus Snape for life.
Status/Part: 1/1
Pairing: HP/SS
Summary: Just a challenge to use a list of words and phrases in a Harry/Severus story. Harry is in his last year at Hogwarts and has detention with Snape again. This time he plans on learning what he really wants to know and keeping it.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Beta: allexandrya
A/N: The words or phrases in italics are from the list challenge given to me. I used them all.
The young raven haired Gryffindor sauntered down the dungeon halls. So far his plan was going according to design. It would be enlightening for him tonight. This time he was determined to have his Potions Master. Severus would be his first and hopefully only lover. It was ironic when he thought about it more.
He had lost count of how many times he’d been stretched head over feet scouring Severus’ cauldrons. How many times had he wiggled his arse hoping to catch the dark Slytherin’s attention? He quickly discovered you live, you learn, especially with that stubborn Potions Master as a teacher. He was sure of one thing though – Severus would be his. Tonight.
He stood in front of the open classroom door knowing he was early but knowing it wouldn’t matter if the wizard inside was in a foul mood. His professor didn’t even look up to see who was standing in his doorway. It shocked the Gryffindor to hear his Potions Master slur some words.
“You oughta know by now Potter that I will not abide your preposterous posturing. Get your arse in here now. You have quite a few phials to hand clean tonight. Close the door behind you.”
Harry eased in and as quietly as possible closed the door. He watched as the dark Slytherin waved his wand and the lock clicked into place. He watched the lips move and knew a strong silencing spell was up.
“Tonight, Mr. Potter, I will make sure you learn the fine art of cleaning. I may be willing to teach you something else if you’re lucky.”
Harry nodded and moved to the cleaning area in the room. He took off his robe and his shirt, folded them neatly, placed them on a table and went to work. He was down to his tight tee shirt and trousers. Twenty minutes later, after straining with the supplies, he stopped to talk to his professor.
“Professor, sir, excuse me. May I be so bold as to suggest a muggle device to clean these phials? My aunt had one she made me use to clean the thin bud vases and a smaller one for cleaning the intricate designs on her cut glass. They are called bottle brushes and nipple brushes. Most muggles use them to clean their baby’s items.”
The Potion Master narrowed his eyes. “Can you transfigure these flannels into them? I want to see them and test them before I allow you to use them on all of my phials.”
Harry pulled his wand slowly and concentrated. He made the smaller flannel into the nipple brush first followed by the larger flannel into a bottle brush. He took a tiny phial and proceeded to show Snape how they were used. Severus inspected the tubes and gave his approval. Harry was finished in less time than the silky-haired Slytherin expected.
The Gryffindor turned, cleared his throat and stared into the obsidian eyes as he swaggered over to the Potions Master.
“All done, sir. I think you said you’d teach me something else tonight? All I really want to learn is what it’s like knowing you. Intimately. “
The older man was flabbergasted. He’d had students proposition him before but never this sincerely. He was silently thanking his luck that Harry Potter finally ‘woke up’.
“Come here, Harry. You have accomplished something that no one, not the doctors, not Dumbledore, not the Dark Lord has been able to do. You’ve given me hope.”
Harry moved closer to the wizard and felt a hand on his hip and the other on his shoulder, pulling him closer as the Slytherin’s lips met his. Breaking the kiss, Severus pulled Harry closer, wrapping one arm around his shoulder and moving the other hand from his hip to the front of his trousers. Harry trembled. The younger man moaned as his own hands began moving. Severus gently grabbed his hand.
“Harry, I want you to feel what you do to me. I want you to know what will give us both pleasures. Put one hand in my pocket and explore.”
The emerald eyed beauty followed the instructions. Before Severus exploded, he stopped that exquisite hand, removing it from his pocket. He undid both of their trousers and pushed them down along with their pants.
“Now, Harry, we explore each other.”
Harry began slowly stroking the long, thick member of his Potions Master as Severus moved his hand over the Gryffindor’s, from the tip to the base and back. He circled the tip and then spread the pre-cum around. Harry copied his moves and they moaned in unison when Severus used his other hand to fondle Harry’s slightly hairy balls. Both men were arching into each other as they exploded over each other’s hands and stomachs. They stood, leaning against each other panting heavily.
Severus looked shocked for just a moment as Harry moved his hand to his face.
“Oh, Severus, that was absolutely wonderful. It was like the rain in summer. It’s warm, it flows in spits and spurts and a little liquid covers quite an area.”
Harry licked his hand clean and then Severus’. The Slytherin wasted no time in scooping up the Gryffindor and carrying him off into his bedroom. It was that night that Harry got what he really wanted. He got Severus Snape for life.