No sun light could reach within the dungeons walls. No songbird's tunes. Not mid-autumn breezes. Than again Severus Tobias Snape had spent more of his life with the confines of Hogwart's musky dungeons than out. After a lifetime of training, he woke up at 6 am on the dot just like he did every other day he spent with these hallow halls. This morning though was different in the sense of the sweet, warm body that had pressed along his side. The raven hair brushing against his chin, bring back memories of the night before when he had buried his face in that hair. Running his hand up and down the lithe forms sides, he allowed himself to sink into the previous nights memories. The feel of the heat surrounding him, gripping him,milking him for all he was worth.
He was so engrossed in his own mind he didn't notice the younger man tensing. Harry had awoken during Snape's trip inside his own mind. He began shaking he couldn't believe he had sex with Snape. How had he even got here? Harry cringed slightly has he felt Snape's manhood grow beneath his leg. Trying to lay completely still he kept his eyes squeezed shut. The small black hairs of Snape's torso rubbing against his cheek. The strong chest rising and falling beneath his hands. Harry could feel his hair moving under Snape's labored pants as he continued to get lost in his own little fantasy. Harry could feel the strength in the arm that held him. The same strength that had held his hips above the pillow, forced him into place. The same strength that drove that now hardening member into his hole, that pushed him over the edge. Those calloused hands the rested on the small of his back. Those magic hands that had worked him loose, that hand been gentle and caring. Those hand that had kept a bruising grip on his hips and he hand slammed him back to meet his thrusts. Those magic hands that had fondled his member until he exploded.
How had he gotten here?
How had he ended up in bed with a man who had made his life hell?
Harry let out a undignified squeak as he was suddenly rolled onto his back. Those hands pushing his legs, toned from holding onto his broom for hours, roughly to his chest. Looking up green eyes wide, he saw Snape looking down on him. Larger than life, black eyes like burning coal. Harry could feel Snape's prick pushing against his entrance, and whimpered. Snape leaned down and nipped at the junction of his neck in a way that could be considered affectionate had it been any other man. Harry whimpered again, trying to pull away from the other man.
Snape nuzzled Harry's neck continuing to nip gently at Harry's ear and neck. He could feel his young lover shaking and began murmuring words of reassurance in his ear. Pushing his hips forward and nudging against what Snape now considered the gate to heaven.
"Stop"
Snape paused and looked into those beautiful but fearful he stroked Harry's hair gently brushing his lips against his lightening scar in a butterfly light touch. He wasn't trying to scare his little lover, he wanted him to enjoy it as much as he was. He stroked the younger's hips trying to calm him down. Placing more light kisses on the boy's neck, and shoulder. Reaching down the ran his finger over the the smaller boys hole. Running it gently over the puckered nub before pushing it in. Moving the finger in and out a few time he watched as Harry relaxed and began to give quiet noise of pleasure. Smirking down at the boy he removed the finger before quickly replacing it with his cock. Rotating his hips against his lovers ass he allowed himself to observe Harry's face as he had been unable to last time. The boy had his lip between his teeth, eyes clenched shut. His cheek were flushed with pleasure and shame. Moving a hand up to the boy's face he pulled the worried lip from between his teeth.
"Don't do that Harry let me hear you. I want to hear you. Need to hear you. I want to hear you moan. I want to hear everything, every sound, every scream," Snape slammed his hips forward with every word.
Harry shook his head, eye's clamped shut. Trying to contain the nosies of pleasure. He wouldn't give in this time. Not to Snape.
Severus leaned down so that his mouth was by the boy's ear.
"Let go Harry. Just let go, let me see your eyes little one. Let go my Harry."
Growling when Harry once again refused him, Snape decided to take drastic measures. Regretfully pulling out of that inviting heat he kept the boys legs pinned to the hairless chest. Moving down so that his face was between the boys legs he buried his noise in the soft ringlets around the younger's cock before moving lower.
Harry arched off the bed, eye's wide open, mouth open in a silent scream. Harry tried to move away from the invading tongue that stroked his velvet walls. Snape's hands griped his hips pulling him to meet his tongue. Harry was in shock why was Snape doing this? Harry couldn't stop the loud mewl that forced it's way passed his chapped lips.
Encouraged Snape doubled his efforts trying to pull every noise he could from the now quivering boy. When Harry began to move against Snape's tongue he removed it to a pitiful whimper of back up the smaller body he forced his tongue into Harry's mouth while thrusting back into the boy. Rocking against each other their grunts and groans reaching new heights they allowed the bliss to wrap around them. Screaming their joint release they collapsed against each other, spent.
They spent a few minutes laying in contentment before Harry began to struggle anew.
"Let me go," Harry gasped.
"Calm down little Harry, Calm," Snape whispered.
"Why?" Harry asked looking up at the older man with tears in his eyes.
Snape froze before smiling gently. Lifting a hand to the boys face he stroked the now rosy and tear stained cheek lovingly. Before moving down and taking Harry's petite hand in his. Placing a butterfly kiss on the back of the hand before pressing the palm to his heart.
Harry could feel the heart racing beneath the hard chest. Eye's wide he looked back up locking eyes with the beetle black ones of the potion master. His own heart was beating wildly.
" Do you not remember little love?" Snape asked as he leaned forward and placed a loving kiss on his shoulder.
"Remember," Harry asked unsure.
Placing a another kiss on the younger's forehead.
"Umbridge's detention love, do you remember that?"