The Little Voices
Believe it, or not Harry has never slept in the man's bed, whenever they spent time together, it was always somewhere else in the castle, or if they were in Severus's private chambers, they ended up cuddling on the sofa before he was sent back to his room.
But never the bed.
Tonight was going to change all that.
This tub is awesome!
Before that, bubble bath.
Humming happily, Harry sunk further down into the warm bubbly water, making a note to give Severus a big kiss for the suggestion.
More than just a kiss.
"Well yeah," Harry mumbled, wiggling his toes through the bubbles, "that too, but kiss first. Hermione taught me how to be a gentleman."
Considering it was Hermione who taught you, I think we should be worried.
They were probably right.
When he stayed in long enough to resemble the raisin family, Harry got out, dried off, then stared at his night clothes. Okay, so he stole one of Severus's shirts when the man hadn't been looking, but still technically his. It was a simple black button up shirt, most likely too large for him, and there were no briefs.
It had been the voices idea.
He'll love it, trust us, the voice said when Harry hesitated to put it on.
"Maybe I should—" Harry started, only to be interrupted by one of the voices.
When have we ever been wrong?
"July 5th" Harry said.
…..Okay, point taken.
Snickering, Harry put on the shirt, like he thought it was too big. Going just pass his knees, even button up, the shoulders kept slipping off, and the sleeves fell over his hands, taking a deep breath he made his way out and to the bedroom. Freezing up about half- way, Severus was already in the bed, shirtless.
And hopefully pant-less too.
Looking at the blankets that were covering the man from the waist up, Harry wasn't sure if he wanted it to be true, or not for varies reason. Finally noticing, Severus looked away from the book he was reading to the teen, raising a brow when he saw his shirt.
"Erm—"
"Come here," Severus beckoned a finger.
Harry shuffled over, stopping to place his dirty clothes away (which got him an amused snort from his Professor, and a "really?" from the voices), and shifting nervously when he was standing by the bed, and being stared down. Jumping when sudden fingers came up to play with the buttons.
"You." Severus rumbled as he slowly undid one button, "Are far." Another button was undone, "To tempting." There goes another one, "For your own." Oh look, another button goes bye-bye, "Good."
Harry moaned when his nipple was suckled, large hands gripping his arse, and pulling him into the man's lap.
"Professor," Harry gasped, running his fingers through the dark hair.
Severus licked at the harden flesh, pulling away with a hard suck that had Harry arching.
"More," Harry whined, tugging on his hair.
Humming, Severus kissed his lover's chest, before pecking him on the lips. "More tomorrow," he said, "promise," he added with another kiss.
"Tease," Harry huffed, as he cuddled up against the man.
"Only because you do the most adorable things when I do," Severus chuckled running his hand up, and down his back.
"I do not," Harry pouted up at him.
Severus wanted to point out that he just did something adorable, but rolled them over until Harry was underneath him instead.
Harry laughed.
Also, sleeping together, awesome.
~.~
Christmas morning came with Harry slipping out of Severus's arms, to make breakfast. Stopping only to use the bathroom, and brush his teeth, he didn't even change out of his night clothes, —another of Severus's button up shirts— just slipped on the man's slippers.
With holiday tunes playing, Harry went about making fluffy pancakes, and sausage with apple juice. When he was done, and the table was set, the teen placed a quick warming charm on the food, before going back to the bedroom, where Severus was still asleep, smiling when he saw that the man had rolled over, and shoved his face underneath a pillow.
"Severus," Harry whispered when he went over to the bed, "wake up." He shook the body underneath the sheets.
There is a grunt, but nothing else.
"Severus, breakfast is ready, come on. Up!"
Eventual, Severus emerged from the pillow, looking adorably disheveled.
Aww, kiss him!
No, morning breath.
Love knows no bounds!
But it does know hygiene.
Rolling his eyes, Harry kissed the still half sleep man on the cheek, Severus blinked.
"Food." Harry giggled.
Severus grunted, but did stumble out the bed. Smiling, Harry watched him go before going to the dining room to wait. He doesn't have to wait long, Severus came in, still looking disheveled, but a little more awake, and still in his night pants.
"You stole my slippers," he grumbled as he sat in the chair next to Harry.
Harry gave him a cheeky grin, Severus playfully kick him underneath the table.
After breakfast, they went into the room where the decorated Christmas tree, and fireplace was, cups of warm hot chocolate in hand. Severus sat next to his lover while Harry went through the gifts, until he pulled out a neatly wrapped on.
"For you," Harry said with red cheeks, as he held it out.
"Thank you," Severus took the gift, and aware of being watched, opened it.
Inside was a green covered book, "It was my mother's." Harry explained, watching the man carefully, "I found it in my vault." He continued on, "it was her favorite. I know how much she meant to you, and I thought you should have something of hers."
"This is—You—" Severus stuttered, finally after taking a long pause, and eyes suspiciously wet, he tried again. "Thank you," his voice was tight.
Severus moved closer, and pressed his forehead against the teen's, "Thank you."
~.~
Afternoon was oddly enough, with the Malfoys, Lucius, and Nerissa popping up at their front door with gifts for Harry, and bribery for Severus. A very confused Harry spent lunch stuck between wife, and husband, who keep touching, and hugging him while Severus glared. And when they finally left, it's with Lucius kissing Harry in a way that had him aroused, and coming to the conclusion that he might have a thing for older men.
Severus all but tossed them out the door, before picking up, and pressing Harry's back against said door. The man's kisses were hard, rough and claiming. Afterwards, Severus carried the teen to the Christmas Tree, and the teen got an hands on lesson about the sixty-nine position.
~.~
Hermione had gotten him a skirt for Christmas.
Short, dark red, with matching panties, a thin stretchy like shirt, stockings, garters, and belts, None of this was surprising. Nor was the optional spell that would shaved him everywhere, that came with the clothes (and yes, he used it. Gotta try everything at least once right?).
No, it was Severus's reaction to seeing Harry in the outfit that was the surprise.
The man had stared, unmoving in the doorway, and Harry worried that he had either broken his Professor, or the man didn't like it. All those thoughts were thrown at the window when in three quick strides, Severus came over, picked up Harry, dumped him on the mattress, and dry humped him until the older man came embarrassing quick in his trousers.
Harry had merely laid there, feeling surprised, a little used, and little flattered.
All those feelings went away when Severus, once he got over his embarrassment, undressed, and then turned his attention to his nipples. Biting, sucking, and licking at them through the shirt until they burned with sensitive. Then Severus lifted his shirt up to his chin, and did it all over again.
Harry just arched into his mouth.
Letting go of the wet, and red nipple with a long wet suck, Severus went lower, kissing, and nipping at flesh, and just before his head disappeared underneath the skirt, Harry tugged him up back up for a kiss, before telling his Potion Master that he wanted to suck the man's hard and ready to go again cock.
And that's how Harry found Severus's cock down his throat, the man's hand in his hair and setting the deep and slow pace.
"One day," Severus promised, "I'll truly fuck this lovely mouth of yours."
Harry moaned at the thought, jumping when he felt fingers pressing against his hole.
"You're already wet." Severus purred, moving his hand a little faster, fingers teasing the wet and loose hole. "Were you too excited to wait, or maybe you want me to finally fuck this arse of yours."
Harry looked up at the man, and made a noise, Severus let go of his hair. Harry pulled off with a pop, teasing the head with flick of his tongue before speaking.
"Yes," he said, voice a little hoarse.
Severus gulped, and then pulled his lover into his lap, "You sure?"
Harry nodded, "I'm sure, please." He mewled, pawing at the man's cock, "put this in me."
Severus kissed him, then he instructed Harry onto his front, lifting the teen up by the waist until his arse was up high, and his legs were pushed under him. Once the panties were gone, andiIgnoring his lover's whine of being stretched enough, Severus worked his fingers, stretching Harry's hole until he was satisfied, and after making sure one more time, he lined his cock up.
The first nudge of the man's cock had Harry's heart pounding, even though he knew exactly what size Severus's was. For some reason, it felt impossibly, unbelievably bigger. Harry bit his bottom lip, and spread his legs a little further apart. The first thrust had him gasping, and gripping the bed sheets, murmuring a fine when Severus paused. Assured, his lover continued, wrapping an arm around his waist and pushing in.
"Severus," Harry gasped again as he felt himself be stretched and widen, his hole twitching around his Professor's cock.
"So tight," Severus groaned, sliding further and further in, until he was buried at hilt.
Harry moaned, he felt so stretched, and full.
Slowly, Severus pulled out until only the swollen head was still in, then he pushed back in.
"Ah," Harry moaned, moaning again when Severus pulled out, and in again,
Severus wanted to be gentle, he did, but when he pushed in again, Harry keened and raised his arse for more, and something snapped.
His thrusts turned furious, hard, and fast against the teen's prostate, Harry gripped the sheets, and gasping the man's name over, and over, pushing back against his lover's thrusts as best he could.
"S-Severus so close, please I—" the plea turned into a hitched keen when Severus just pumped his hips, fucking into harder, sending the pleasure higher, and higher until Harry came, spilling into the sheets, his walls clamping down on Severus's cock, and milking it when his lover came.
Harry grunted when his lover's weight fell on him, and then they both fell onto the mattress.
"Are you alright?" Severus asked in Harry's ear, voice tender, he was still inside.
"Yeah, that was amazing." Harry moved his head, and barely managed to kiss the man on the cheek. "Can't believe we waited so long."
"Willpower is an amazing thing," Severus mumbled.
"What?"
"Nothing," Severus nuzzled into the boy's neck, "next time, I'll be gentler."
"….How long is next time?"
"Please remember Harry, I am an old man."
"Well, I just discovered I have a thing for older men, so it's not a problem."
"...Lucius?"
"Lucius."
Congrats Mr. Malfoy, you helped Harry discover a whole new kink! And apparently, everyone wants Harry,
Severus does not approve. We have one, MAYBE two more chapters to go.
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