Title: Temptation in the Form of a Finnigan
Author: RainShadow
Rating: R
Part: 9/10
A/N: MWA HAHAHAHAHA!!! This is the one, guys!!! With the Harry/Seamus action. Woo hoo!
Thursday Night/Early Friday Morning
"Harry... oooo Harry... Guess what I have?" Harry Potter mumbles something along the lines of "go back to bed", but ruder. The voice persisted, however. "Aw, c'mon Harry, please?" Harry grunted and propped himself up on one elbow. He opened his eyes a tiny bit and glanced blearily at the clock.
"Gah- Seamus, whaddya want at-" he did a double take, "two in the morning! You woke me up at two in the bloody morning?! Why?!"
"Because," Seamus Finnigan purred, "I'm covered in chocolate. And you, Mr. Potter, get to lick it off."
Harry's green eyes widened as he stared at the figure on his comforter. "You're joking."
Smirking, "Nope."
"Chocolate."
"Yes."
"Me."
"Uh huh." Seamus said, a sexy grin on his face.
There was an audible gulp. "Oh God." Harry licked his lips. Seamus Finnigan, *naked*, on my bed at two in the morning, covered in *chocolate*. Harry almost moaned aloud right then. It took the last of his will and strength to utter the one word, "No."
Seamus shifted closer to Harry, until his lips were next to the trembling teen's ear.
"Yes," he whispered, and then kissed Harry. Harry moaned, and tried to shove the Irish boy off him. His hands slid over Seamus' body, slicked with melted chocolate. Harry's mouth moved of it's own accord, to Seamus' cheek and jawline. The rich substance was *everywhere*. Harry couldn't help himself; he began to eagerly lick all over Seamus. He couldn't keep pushing away, maybe if he gave in; Seamus would leave him alone.
"Seamus." Harry murmured into the darkness. "Did you put a silencing spell up?"
"No, I-" a startled pause. "Did you just-?" Harry didn't answer. He grabbed his wand and muttered, "Silencio." As soon as the words were out of his mouth, Seamus was all over him. Harry was overwhelmed in the glorious taste of the chocolate, and for a while, Seamus just let him lap it as he closed his eyes in pleasure. When Harry was finished, Seamus opened his eyes to see Harry looking very scared.
"We're not done yet." he whispered seductively, and pushed Harry down and straddled him. Harry closed his eyes in defeat, he gave in and let Seamus do what he wanted. Seamus' mouth found Harry's in a searing kiss, Harry responding heatedly. Seamus ran his hands along of the lithe body delightedly. He trailed light kisses down Harry's stomach, and Harry moaned, his fingers gripping sandy-blonde hair.
Seamus soon had Harry writhing and thrashing beneath him. The Irish boy found Harry so incredibly exhilarating. Both teens did not last long. Harry gasped out Seamus' name like it was a holy thing, Seamus biting his bottom lip to keep from screaming.
Seamus collapsed back onto the sheets as Harry heaved himself up halfway. "Yuck, that's a mess." he said, wrinkling his nose in distaste. Then his muscles turned to liquid.
"God..." he muttered. "I had no *idea*..." Seamus rolled onto his side and looked at his lover. Harry was so fucking beautiful like this. He wanted more; Seamus knew he'd never get enough of Harry Potter. Sighing, he grabbed Harry's wand and conjured away the mess. Harry's eyes were half-closed in exhaustion. Seamus curled up to him as Harry fell asleep.
"I'm sorry." he whispered, but got no answer.
