A/N 1: I'm not entirely sure what this is yet. For now, I'm calling it a one-shot. Unless I get enough feedback to prompt another chapter, it's being left at that. Though, there are a number of loose ends to tie up, I don't really think there needs to be more. I know it's generally wrong for a writier to demand reveiws, but this story is one that prompts that 'demand'. I'm going to have to see that there is interest in a continuation of this plot before I actually decided to write it.

"Harry, are you sure?" Hermione asked, watching Harry pace across his living room. She had been summoned to his flat, despite her plans with her fiancé.

"Yes, Hermione, I'm sure," Harry said, stopping and looking at the picture on his mantle. "I was sure as soon as I left school. He is the one that I feel I should spend the rest of my life with."

"You're absolutely, completely positive that he's the one?" she asked, moving to stand next to Harry. She looked at the picture Harry's eyes were glued to. She had to admit, the two men had looked happy.

"Hermione, I know that I need to find him, and I need to find out if it's what he wants as well," he replied, tearing his eyes from the photo. He moved to sit on his couch, placing his head in his hands. "I had a feeling as soon as I saw him for the first time, even though my scar seared. There's no denying it."

"I'm sure if you owl him, he'll get back to you," Hermione said, watching Harry. She sat next to him, gently rubbing his shoulder. "Harry, you just need to talk to him."

"He won't want to talk to me, Hermione," Harry said. "He's too stubborn to listen to what I have to say."

"You never know, Harry," she replied, looking at him. "Two years could have really changed him."

"Thanks for coming over, Hermione," he said, after a small silence fell between them. "You can go to Ron now, if you want. I know you guys had plans, but you're the only one that knows about this."

"No problem, Harry," Hermione said, hugging him gently. "Ron will understand, he's gotten much better about that since he and Draco became friends."

"Tell them both that I say hello," Harry said, walking Hermione to the door. "And tell Ron I'll make this up to him."

"You won't have to, Harry," Hermione said, putting her jacket on. "Just talk to Severus. I'm sure he'll listen."

"I will, Herm," he replied, watching her walk out to the street. Harry sighed as he closed the door and went back to his living room. He had some parchment and decided to attempt to write a letter to Severus.

"Severus, why don't you just talk to him?" Draco said, while he watched his godfather begin another potion in his lab.

"Draco, are you kidding? It's been two years," Severus replied, attempting to focus on this potion. "He'll have moved on by now."

"You'd be surprised," Draco said, the smugness in his voice causing Severus to ruin yet another potion by adding too much unicorn hair.

"What in the hell do you mean by that?" Severus asked, looking up from the smoking cauldron in front of him.

"I can't say, but I can give you the address to his flat," Draco said, smirking. He loved making Severus play stupid games.

"I can't just show up on his doorstep! That's mad!" Severus snapped, dropping a vial on the floor, causing it to shatter.

"Sure you could. I happen to know that he hasn't moved on, and he has no plans to find anyone new," Draco said, repairing the vial and placing it on the shelf.

"How do you know that?" Severus asked, leading Draco into the kitchen.

"I have contacts in Harry's life," Draco said, simply. "Do you have any Firewhiskey here? I could use a stiff drink."

"You're too young for alcohol," Severus said, grabbing the bottle anyway. He proceeded to pour two glasses and handed one to Draco.

"Severus, take it from me. Harry wants to see you," Draco said, after taking a swig of his alcohol.

"I don't think that he does, Draco," Severus said, after downing his drink. "We ended on bad terms."

"Just think about it," Draco said, scribbling something on a bit of parchment. "I've got to go. Mother needs to get some shopping done tomorrow, and she requested that I go with her."

"I'll see you next week," Severus said, glancing at the parchment. He froze when he saw it was an address. Before he could ask Draco who's it was, there was a crack and Draco was gone.

"He doesn't want to see an old man like me," Severus muttered, going to his bedroom.

Three days later, Harry had to go into Diagon Alley to gather up some potion ingredients that he had run out of and to look for some new books on Defense. As soon as he entered the apothecary, a feeling washed over him. He could tell that Severus was in here, simply by walking into the door.

"I really don't want to have to deal with this today," Harry muttered to himself. "Why did it have to be today?"

Oblivious to who had just entered the shop, Severus flitted about the shop, grabbing the ingredients that he knew he would need for the next year at Hogwarts. After he approached the counter, he noticed that the head of hair ahead of him seemed to be very familiar. He spent a few moments studying the hair, and gasped when the young man ahead of him turned his head, making one green eye noticeable.

"Harry?" Severus asked, his voice soft. He couldn't believe it when the young man turned to face him.

"Hello, Severus," Harry said, albeit stiffly. "How are you doing these days?"

"I'm decent," Severus replied, his heart in his throat. "How about you?"

"I've been better," Harry said. He then turned back to the cashier, paying for his ingredients. His exit of the shop was quick, and he made his way to Flourish and Blotts as fast as he could. Unfortunately, Severus was able to see where he went.

"Harry, can I buy you lunch?" Severus asked, finding the young man in the bookshop.

"I've got plans with Hermione, Ron, and Draco," Harry replied, stiffly. He carefully kept his back to Severus, not wanting to show him his true feelings.

"Oh, I..can I see you sometime?" Severus asked, his voice quiet.

"I'll owl you, okay?" Harry said, turning to face the man.

"Sure," Severus said, glancing over Harry's face. He could see a familiar emotion in the young man's eyes, but he had a feeling it wasn't for him any longer.

"I'll see you, Sev," Harry said, mentally kicking himself for using that nickname.

"Bye, Harry," Severus said, turning to walk away.

After Harry had gotten home, he sighed and sank onto his couch, his arm over his eyes. He hadn't been planning on talking to Severus just yet, and now the man wanted to buy him a meal. He cursed whoever it was that started this. He reached over and turned the TV on, turning to his favorite channel. He sat up when he saw it was an episode of his favorite show that he hadn't seen before.

After about half of the show, there was a knock on his door.

"Who could that be? The others are all busy tonight," Harry asked himself, rising from his couch. He turned the TV off before he walked over to the door. He glanced at the peephole in his door and his hand froze on the doorknob.

Severus Snape was standing outside his home, looking rather nervous. He was mumbling to himself and wringing his hands.

"Hello Sev," Harry said, after opening the door. "What brings you to my humble abode?"

"I had a rather interesting conversation with Draco a few days ago, and he dropped this," Severus answered, holding up a mangled piece of parchment with Harry's address on it. "I figured I'd drop by to offer you a dinner date with me."

"Oh, um, sure, would you like to come in for a bit?" Harry asked, his carefully crafted composure cracking. He stepped aside, allowing Severus room to enter. He closed the door behind the older man and led him to the living room.

"You have a nice home, Harry," Severus said, looking around the room. Despite Harry's Gryffindor background, silver and green seemed to dominate the furnishings and walls. The walls were a deep forest green, with silver snakes painted as a border, about a third up the wall. His couch was the only red in the room, and the throw pillows were the only gold.

"Thanks, Sev," Harry said, motioning to him to sit on the couch. "Um, I'm just going to go change, and I'll be right out. Feel free to wander around." Harry had started toward his room, and turned to add, "But avoid the closed door down the hall."

"Alright, Harry," Severus replied, taking a seat. "Thank you." He watched Harry disappear around a corner, and he got up to explore the kitchen. He was surprised when he entered, once again green and silver seemed to dominate. He spent a few moments in there, and he wandered down the hall, stopping outside the closed door. It was only partially closed, and if he stood in just the right spot, Severus could see Harry standing in his boxers, digging through his closet.

"Merlin, what am I doing? I'm spying on Harry," Severus thought, his eyes drawn to the younger man's tanned and toned skin. He tore his eyes away from the sight, and cursed his groin for responding so enthusiastically. He found the bathroom, and was surprised to see red and gold dominate the room. The walls were Gryffindor red, and the sink and toilet were painted gold.

"Sev? Where are you?" Harry called, finishing the last few buttons on his shirt as he walked into the living room.

"Right here, Harry," Severus responded, stepping from the hall. "You have a very nice house. Slytherin colors suit you well."

"Oh, thanks," Harry said, his cheeks taking on a delicate shade of pink. "I like the combination of colors, as well as the Gryffindor colors. I think it's the sorting hat's fault though."

"I see. That would be a good story to tell over dinner, don't you think?" Severus asked, his eyes roaming over Harry's body.

"That sounds good," Harry said, grabbing a suit jacket from the coat rack near the door. "Where are we going?"

"I was thinking we'd go to that little Chinese place up the street," Severus replied, moving toward the door.

"Sounds great," Harry said, slipping his jacket on.

Severus couldn't help but notice how the black jacket on the green shirt helped his eyes to be more accented. He then noticed the combination brought out some faint green streaks in Harry's hair.

"Honestly, Ron," Hermione said. "Chinese for a date? This is much better suited for a movie night or a party."

"I'm sorry, Herm, but I've been craving Chinese all week," Ron responded, hungrily looking at the menu. "I'll have the kung-pao chicken and an order of chicken fried rice."

"I'll have the chicken and broccoli," Hermione said, her voice flat.

After they had taken seats at a table, Hermione allowed her eyes to wander the restaurant. There were a handful of muggle families, another couple, and two men had just walked in. Her eyes almost popped out of her head when she realized who they were.

"Ron! Harry's here with Severus," Hermione said, smacking Ron's arm to remove his focus from his food.

"What? Harry hates Snape!" Ron said, looking where Hermione was pointing. "Holy hell! It is them!"

"I knew he'd have to talk to him again soon," Hermione said, grinning.

"What are you talking about?" Ron asked, his food lying forgotten for the moment.

"Three nights ago, when I was so late for our date, I was talking to Harry," Hermione explained. "Remember our seventh year, when Harry was gone all those nights?"

"Yeah, what about it?" he asked, realization dawning on him. "Harry was seeing Snape then?"

"Yeah, and they got really serious," Hermione said, lowering her voice. "It wasn't until the night before graduation that they actually had sex, but after that, Severus pointedly ignored Harry."

"That slimy git!" Ron said, too loudly for Hermione's liking.

"Ronald! Severus is a teacher, and Harry was his student. If McGonagall had found out, Harry could have been denied his graduation, and Severus could have lost his job!" Hermione said, angrily. "Severus found me before the carriages left and told me that he wanted Harry to be happy no matter what, and that I was to make sure it happened. That's why I've been slowly talking Harry into talking to Severus. Severus was miserable when he told me that, and I knew that he wanted nothing more than to be happy with Harry."

"Honestly, though, Snape was horrid to us in school, what changed?" Ron asked, starting to pick at his food.

"Harry saved Snape from the shack after he defeated Voldemort. He single-handedly nursed Severus back to health at Grimmauld, and he got McGonagall to give Severus his job back," Hermione said, her eyes flitting to the two men as they joked at a table a bit away from them. "As Harry helped Severus, they got to know each other. Severus let his guard down, and Harry got to see the man inside the shell."

"I guess I should be happy for them, then, shouldn't I?" Ron asked, looking at the two men.

"If you want. I'm not going to force you to do anything you don't want to," Hermione said, returning to her food.

"I'll have the General Tao's Pork," Harry said, after studying the menu.

"I'll have the spicy beef," Severus said. "And can we get four egg rolls?"

"Yes sir, you may take a seat wherever you'd like, and we'll bring your food out," the man behind the counter said, with a strong Chinese accent.

"So, what's been up these last few years?" Harry asked, looking to Severus.

"Teaching, reading, working up the courage to talk to you," Severus replied, his eyes going to the table.

"I missed you, Sev," Harry said, reaching out to put his hand on Severus'.

"I missed you, too, Harry," Severus said, smiling a bit at the gesture.

"If you were so miserable without me, why did you push me away the day after?" Harry asked, his voice unsure.

"I was scared," Severus said, quietly. "I had only ever felt like that once before, and it blew up in my face. I made bad choices, and she walked away from me."

"Severus, why didn't you talk to me?" Harry said, a gleam in his eyes. "I'd have pushed you away for a bit, but then been on you, doing things that would make anyone blush."

"Harry! Not in public!" Severus said, scandalized. Harry just chuckled and smiled.

"Sev, come on," Harry said, his eye color darkening. "Relax like you did when we worked to bring you back to health at Grimmauld. You're too serious all the time."

"Fine," Severus said, as he leaned over to kiss Harry. Harry responded enthusiastically, as did something below Severus' belt.

"That was definitely not something you'd have done two years ago," Harry said, smirking. He noticed the slight bulge in Severus' jeans, and he made a note to help him with that after the date.

"No, because I let you warp my mind," Severus said, chuckling himself.

"Here is your food," a waiter said, placing the food on the table.

"Awesome," Harry said, smiling to the man. He then grabbed his food, and started eating.

"You remind me so much of Ron right now," Severus said, chuckling as he started eating his own food.

"Why do you say that?" Harry asked, after chewing and swallowing the food in his mouth. "I never talk with my mouth full."

"I know, but you started digging in right away," Severus said, smiling.

"Oh come on," Ron said, causing Severus and Harry to look at them.

"Ronald!" Hermione said, smacking him again. "Why?"

"He was ripping on me," Ron said, defensively. He hadn't noticed Severus and Harry grab their food and move to the same table.

"Who was ripping on you, Ron?" Severus asked, causing Ron to jump.

"You were, sir," Ron said, his eyes carefully focused on his half finished food.

"I meant nothing by the comment, I was making an observation," Severus said.

"How are you doing, Professor?" Hermione asked, smiling at the men across the table.

"Please, Hermione, call me Severus," Severus said, smiling to her. "I'm doing well."

"That's good to hear," Hermione said, looking to Severus then to Harry. She could see the old spark in Harry's eyes, and she was happy to see that.

"Yeah," Severus said, looking to Harry. "I've eaten my fill. How about we go somewhere else?"

"That sounds good," Harry said, smiling to him. "We'll see you guys around."

"Bye Harry," Ron said. "Bye Severus."

"Bye Harry, Severus," Hermione said.

"Bye guys," the two men replied, waving before they left.

"Where did you want to go, Sev?" Harry asked, as they walked aimlessly around muggle London.

"I don't really know," Severus said, looking at Harry. He had grown another couple inches, and he no longer looked like a malnourished runt. His hair was longer, but the length made it lay flatter than usual. He had forgone the glasses in favor of contacts, and that made his eyes look that much better. He had the sudden impulse to take Harry home and do what he wanted with him.

"We could go back to my place and watch TV or something," Harry said, a glint in his eyes that Severus hadn't seen.

"We could," Severus said, his groin responding instantly.

"Let's go," Harry said, grabbing Severus' hand and apparating into his living room.

Harry took Severus' jacket after they appeared in his living room. He placed them on the coat rack and hurried back to Severus.

"What do you want to do, Sev?" Harry asked, sitting on the couch. His eyes roamed over his former professor's body, taking in every detail.

"Is there anything good on TV tonight?" Severus asked, looking at Harry.

"I don't think so," Harry said, moving closer to Severus. He was soon next to him, and he reached up to put his hand on Severus' neck, drawing him down for a kiss.

Severus responded by pulling Harry's body flush against his, returning the kiss enthusiastically. Harry straddled him, his arms going around Severus' neck. Severus bit Harry's bottom lip, and Harry happily allowed him entrance. After a long, lust-fueled kiss, Harry and Severus broke apart.

"God, I missed that," Severus said, looking at Harry with lust in his eyes.

"Me too," Harry said, moving his hands to open Severus' shirt. His eyes were glazed over with lust, and a burning love was showing as well. After Harry got Severus' shirt open, he lightly ran his fingertips over the exposed skin. He traced every scar and line on the skin, remembering the first time he had seen them.

"Harry, I swear, if you keep doing that, I'm not going to last at all," Severus murmured, between deep inhales. Harry looked at Severus, taking in the sight of the man before him. His eyes took in every small movement in Severus' face, each expression. He then stopped his hands, and moved to sit next to Severus, inviting the man to do as he wished.

"I love you, Severus," Harry said, his body completely open to the other man. His arms were at his sides, and his legs were open.

"I love you, too, Harry," Severus said, slowly moving to kneel between Harry's legs. He slowly opened Harry's shirt, exposing his tanned, toned skin. After he got Harry's shirt open, he also ran his fingertips along the skin in front of him. He took in everything about the body before him, noting each scar and mark left from the battle. He then began kissing along Harry's neck, over his shoulder, down his chest.

"God, Sev," Harry groaned, his hands resting on the shoulders in front of him. "I've missed these feelings for so long."

"As have I, Harry," Severus mumbled, his mouth not straying far from Harry's skin. He kissed up the other side of Harry's chest, over his other shoulder, along his neck, stopping to nibble the sensitive skin just behind his earlobe.

"Oh yeah," Harry said, closing his eyes and arching his back slightly. He almost whimpered when he felt Severus move away from him. After a moment, his lips were met with Severus' and another lust-filled kiss ensued. Hands were all over, shirts were discarded, and pants were tightening.

"Harry, you are wonderful," Severus said, after the kiss ended. His breathing was ragged, as was Harry's.

"Sev, you're amazing," Harry said, sitting forward a bit. He opened Severus' belt and pants, and pulled them down to see what he had hoped was there. "I want that in me as soon as possible."

"God, Harry," Severus groaned, fighting the urge to explode right there. "Keep talking like that, and I'm going to explode."

"C'mon, Sev," Harry said, getting up and offering Severus his hand. "Let's hit the bedroom." He then winked.

The two collapsed on the bed in a mass of tangled limbs. As they made their way to Harry's bedroom, all of their clothes had been discarded, and all of it was laying scattered about the living room and hallway. Severus was above Harry, kissing him with all the passion he could manage. Harry's hand strayed down, gripping Severus' hardness, causing the man to gasp.

"Harry," Severus groaned, pulling away from Harry's eager lips. "I'm not going to last at all with you doing that."

"So, I'll move my hand, and we can both get off," Harry said, his voice husky. He moved his hand from Severus' cock, and pulled him down, causing the hardness in his own groin to meet with Severus'. Both men let out a loud groan at the sensation.

"Harry," Severus moaned, his cock harder than he could ever remember it being. "I love you."

"I love you, too, Severus," Harry murmured, moving his hips, causing their cocks to rub together, drawing a deep groan from both men. Severus started moving his hips opposite of Harry's, increasing the friction and pleasure.

The two men continued to rut against each other until Severus tensed and exploded over Harry and his stomachs. Harry soon followed, exploding over their stomachs as well.

"Good god, Harry," Severus said between heavy breaths. "That was intense."

"I know," Harry managed between deep breaths. "That was amazing, though." He looked to his side, observing the light sheen of sweat covering Severus' body. His face was flushed, and his eyes were closed. His face had a look of contentment on it.

"I've never felt better in my life," Severus said, a smile gracing his face.

"I haven't either, Sev," Harry replied, before muttering a cleaning charm and snuggling up to his lover. He inhaled Severus' scent, savoring the musky smell of the other man.

"Harry, why are you smelling me?" Severus asked, his chest moving gently with his soft chuckle.

"Just remembering everything that the scent reminds me of," Harry replied, resting his head on Severus' chest. He draped his arm over the other man's waist, and closed his eyes. He felt an arm snake around his shoulders and smiled.

"I wish we had more time that night," Severus said, holding Harry close to him. "There was so much more that I wanted to do with you, but I was so afraid of being discovered."

"Severus, we wouldn't have been discovered," Harry said, looking up to the other man. "We were in your rooms, and it was the night before graduation. Everyone else was busy spending time with their friends and the teachers were supervising a dance in the great hall. We had all the time in the world."

"Harry, shouldn't you be with your friends?" Severus asked the young man standing outside his rooms.

"I would, but they're all busy with other people. It seems that since I saved the wizarding world from Voldemort, no one wants me around anymore," Harry said, looking at his feet. "Can I come in?"

"Sure, Harry," Severus said, stepping aside to let Harry in. He noticed that the young man didn't have the usual gait in his step, and he kept his eyes down turned, as if expecting to be ignored again.

"I'm sorry to bother you, Professor, but you're the only person I knew I could talk to without being judged. Since I helped you get back to where you were before Nagini, we got along pretty well. I know I came down here a lot before, but I have nowhere else to go tonight," Harry said, his head lifting to Severus. His eyes were sad, as were his usually happy features.

"Harry, I owe you a great deal for helping me, and I am grateful that it was you who helped me. Over this last year, I have learned that you are definitely someone who would give anyone the world and not expect anything in return," Severus said, sitting on the couch. "I have found some feelings for you in myself over the last month or so, and, well, Harry, I think that I am falling for you."

"Is it okay if I call you Severus?" Harry said, receiving a nod. "Severus, I fell for you when I was helping you get back on your feet. You weren't the usual, snarky professor that I knew. You were a really great, understanding guy."

"Harry," Severus said, standing and walking over to the young man. "Would you mind if I..."

Harry kissed Severus in the middle of his sentence, throwing his arms around the man's neck. Severus wrapped his arms around Harry, drawing them close together. Severus gently bit Harry's bottom lip, asking for entrance. Harry quickly obliged, running his tongue along the older man's. The two continued the tongue battle for a short while, before Severus began kissing along Harry's jaw, to his neck. He gently nipped at the skin behind Harry's earlobe, drawing a soft moan from him.

"Severus, please, I need more," Harry said, his hands moving down Severus' body. "Please, Severus, please."

"What do you need, Harry," Severus asked, feeling Harry's hands on his body.

"Everything," Harry said, kissing Severus again, his hands finding what they were looking for. Severus groaned, allowing Harry access to his mouth as well as his belt. The two waged another tongue battle, as Harry's hands continued their work.

"Harry, we shouldn't do this," Severus said, after the long kiss. "I'm your teacher."

"I don't care, Severus," Harry said, his eyes starting to cloud over with sadness again. "I want to."

"Oh, Harry," Severus said, taking the young man into his arms. He gently kissed the sensitive skin behind Harry's earlobe and sucked on it gently, drawing deep moans from him.

"Severus, please..." Harry begged, between moans. He felt himself being picked up, and carried into another room. He was set on a bed, and felt his belt being undone.

"Harry, are you sure you want this?" Severus asked, standing next to the bed. Harry pulled himself up to kiss Severus passionately, and he started pulling Severus' clothes off. His robes, shirt, pants, boxers, and socks all thrown across the room. He then kissed down Severus' body, his hands closing around the hardness between Severus' legs.

"I'm positive, Sev," Harry said, his eyes glossed over with lust. "Please, fill me up with your cock." Harry emphasized his point by squeezing Severus' cock.

"You're mine, Harry," Severus said, his voice husky and his eyes glossed over with wanton lust. He ripped Harry's shirt open, popping the buttons off. He took off Harry's belt quickly, opening the button and zipper on his pants, and pulling them off, along with Harry's boxers. He then took off Harry's socks, leaving the younger man sprawled, completely naked, in front of him.

"I'm yours, Severus," Harry murmured, his face flushing a bit. He sat up and ran his fingers over Severus' torso. His fingers traced each scar, each line, and each muscle in the toned torso before him. He let his fingers drift over the large scar on Severus' neck and shoulder from the snake almost a year ago.

"Harry, that feels incredible, but there are things that I'd like to do with you before it gets too late," Severus said, gently taking Harry's hands in his. Harry slowly laid back, opening his body to Severus in a way he had never opened it to anyone else.

Severus let his fingers trace over Harry's abs, taking in the smooth feeling of the skin beneath his fingers. He kneeled down next to the bed, his hand closing around Harry's hardened cock. He slowly pumped his hand, drawing moans from the younger man. He grabbed a bottle of lube from under his bed, and he applied a generous amount to Harry's opening. He gently began teasing the younger man's hole with his finger, drawing a sudden gasp from Harry's lips.

"You'll have to relax, Harry," Severus said, not wanting to hurt Harry in anyway. "Just relax."

"I'll try, Sev," Harry groaned, forcing himself to relax. He tensed momentarily at the intrusion of Severus' finger, but relaxed as he became used to the feeling.

Severus could tell Harry was getting used to his finger, so he slowly began adding another finger. He could tell Harry was tensing up, so he slowed his movements. When he felt Harry relax again, he began gently stretching the young man. He could hear pained gasps, but he continued his gentle movements.

"Harry, are you sure you want to do this?" Severus asked, looking up at the handsome young man on his bed.

"Of course, Sev," Harry said, arching his back as Severus' fingers brushed his prostate. "But this is my first time, so please be gentle."

"I'll make it memorable, Harry," Severus said, standing up after removing his fingers from Harry's entrance. He applied a generous amount of lube to his aching cock and slowly began to push himself in. Harry's face contorted in pain, so Severus stopped after he felt his head enter Harry's tight ring. He leaned down to press a reassuring kiss to Harry's forehead. "Just relax, Harry. It'll be less painful that way."

Harry nodded, and literally had to force himself to relax. When he managed to relax enough, Severus started slowly pushing into his opening again. He gripped the bed sheets as he felt his hole being stretched more than he had ever imagined. He felt Severus stop, and he felt another kiss on his forehead.

"Are you doing alright, Harry?" Severus asked, his voice a bit worried. Harry opened his eyes and looked up at him.

"It hurts, Sev," Harry said, whimpering a bit. "I didn't think it would be this painful."

"Harry, you have to relax more," Severus said, his eyes fearful that he was going to hurt Harry in a way he didn't want to. He could feel Harry start to relax again and left himself impaled to the hilt. After a few moments, Severus started to pull out slightly. He heard Harry gasp and stopped.

"God, Sev, hit that spot again," Harry groaned, trying to get Severus to hit his prostate again. Severus pulled out almost completely, and he pushed in to the hilt, brushing Harry's prostate again. Harry moaned and arched his back. Severus began at a slow pace, his cock brushing Harry's prostate on every in stroke.

"Severus," Harry gasped, his nerves on fire with pleasure.

Hearing his name said that way, Severus sped up his pace until he was fucking Harry with no abandon. Harry was beneath him, moaning and writhing. As he felt his balls start to tighten, Severus reached to grab Harry's cock and pumped it in time with his thrusts. He heard Harry groan loudly and felt his seed shoot against their stomachs. Severus pumped into Harry one last time, emptying his seed into the younger man's opening. After the last shot, Severus pulled out and laid next to Harry after muttering a cleaning charm.

"Severus, that was incredible," Harry said softly, resting his head on Severus' chest. Harry couldn't remember the last time that he felt as content as he did right then.

"Harry, that was wonderful," Severus said, kissing the top of Harry's head. He felt Harry snuggle up to him, and the last thing he remembered before falling asleep was slipping his arm around Harry's shoulders.

Harry looked at the man next to him and his eyes took on a new look. The color darkened to a green so deep, it was almost black. He got on his hands and knees above Severus, looking at him with a great intensity. He kissed Severus deeply, his tongue asking for entrance. Severus gave it to him, and Harry took control of the kiss. He gave Severus such a passionate, intense feeling, that both men were soon breathless.

"Harry, I missed everything about you," Severus said, wrapping his arms around the younger man above him. "Please, don't leave me."

"I won't leave you, Severus," Harry replied, looking at the older man beneath him. "I'll never leave you."

With that declaration, Harry began kissing his way down Severus' body. He kissed his neck, his chest, his stomach, and stopped just short of his cock. Harry crawled back up Severus and looked into his eyes as he grabbed something from his bedside drawer. He quickly returned to Severus' cock, licking the head like a lollipop. This caused Severus to groan appreciatively and grip the sheets. Harry took the head into his mouth, swirling his tongue around it. Severus again groaned approximately, bucking his hips slightly. Harry had lubed his fingers up, and as he slowly took Severus' cock into his mouth, he slid a finger into Severus' entrance.

"God, that is incredible," Severus groaned, pushing back against Harry's finger. Harry wiggled his finger a bit before pulling it out and adding a second. Severus groaned as Harry's fingers entered him. He started thrusting into Harry's mouth, the warmth around his cock a stark contrast to the cold lube on Harry's fingers.

Harry continued to suck Severus' cock, as his fingers continued their work on Severus' entrance. He gently scissored his fingers to stretch Severus' hole, as his head continued to bob as he sucked Severus' cock with no abandon. After a short while, Harry lubed his cock with his free hand. He then released Severus' weeping cock and removed his fingers from Severus' hole.

"Where are you going?" Severus asked, thoroughly confused. He was soon surprised by something bigger than Harry's fingers pushing into his opening. He felt Harry push in to the hilt, and he started grinding against Harry, trying to get more of Harry's cock in his ass.

"God, Severus, you ass is so tight," Harry groaned, his cock still buried to the hilt. He then pulled out and slammed back into the older man, getting a loud groan from him.

"Harry," Severus managed, between groans. "Fuck me, please." Harry began slamming into Severus, his hands on the older man's hips as he kept up a frantic pace. With the sheen of sweat already covering both men from their activities before, Harry's balls slapped loudly against Severus' ass with each thrust.

"God, yes," Harry groaned, his pace not slowing a bit. He had to get Severus off before he did, so he reached for Severus' cock and started pumping it in time with his thrusts. He could feel Severus begin to tense, so he sped his hand up and kept the same pace in his fucking.

"Harry," Severus yelped. "I'm gonna..."

"God, Severus," Harry groaned, watching Severus' seed shoot onto their stomachs. He took a few more hard slams into Severus before spilling his seed into his former professor. He then collapsed next to Severus on his bed, out of breath and completely spent.

"Harry, that was incredible," Severus managed between deep breaths. He then mumbled a cleaning charm on both of them and pulled Harry close to him.

"I love you, Sev," Harry said, snuggling up to Severus' side and draping an arm around Severus' waist.

"I love you, too, Harry," Severus replied, slipping an arm around Harry's shoulders.

The two men fell asleep like that, content and happier than ever.

--kd

A/N 2: The section in italics is a flashback to the night that Harry and Severus had sex before graduation.

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