He came all-too-soon; a breathy curse tumbling from his lips.
"And this. Lick your semen from my hand." He does so, unsure of the taste. He thought it was bitter, but not too bad. "Good night, Severus," and Harry was out like a light, curled up on top of him.
Sleep soon took him. After a rather disappointing orgasm and an emotionally draining reunion with his lover, Severus welcomed Oblivion. Though, he supposed he should be grateful that Harry allowed him release.
Chapter 24
Later, after their 'reunion', Harry left. He had a few assignments to do… and he wanted Severus to earn anything more in the sex department. He knew he wouldn't be able to resist touching the man, but penetrative sex was out of the question until he knew everything was ok.
He wasn't a girl, but he'd still like to be wooed and shown he was appreciated.
So, on the fine Saturday afternoon, Harry left Severus' warm bed in favour of… studying. Ugh.
X
Severus awoke to Harry sneaking out. His heart fell to his stomach as he lay there, pretending to sleep. They'd… well, they'd certainly been intimate. But… was it some form of revenge for Harry? Some kind of punishment? Why was he sneaking out?
He let the boy go, not wanting to make a fool of himself by asking where he was going. He didn't want to sound like a nagging wife or needy girlfriend.
Later, his stomach pulled him out of bed. He'd eaten very little at breakfast that morning, and had been through an emotional marathon. He had papers to mark and lessons to plan.
But first: lunch and a cup of tea.
Groaning, he hauled himself out of bed.
X
Two o'clock arrived, bringing Harry's appetite with it. His stomach growled loudly in the almost-deserted library. He swore Madame Pince heard it, so packed his things and left.
On his way to the Hall, though, he remembered Severus. He probably woke up thinking I pulled a one-nighter and left! The paranoid git's probably brooding… so, he detoured and headed to the kitchens instead.
X
Severus was about to leave to go to the Great Hall when a letter appeared. On his nose. With a sticking charm.
Scowling, he pulled it off and opened it before he could change his mind and incendio the blasted thing.
Sev,
Sorry for leaving without a word before. I had a few assignments to catch up on. I'll be back soon; just getting us some lunch.
Harry.
Well, that answered his question. But… really? The little shit left him to study? That had to be a joke… or a lie. He was lying. I bet he was planning another ridiculous prank! Draco's hair hasn't even started growing back! Growling slightly, Severus scowled. He really didn't need any more trouble from the Prank Masters. Draco hadn't stopped whining since his hair had fallen out!
Severus almost swore. Someone was banging on his office door while he was marking papers. They obviously had death wish.
"Enter," he barked, glaring at the door. Draco burst in, nearly in tears.
"Uncle Severus! My hair! Look! It's fallen out! There's nothing Pomfrey can do!" he almost sobbed, but obviously held it in with his etiquette training.
Severus almost burst out laughing.
There was nothing more precious to Draco than his looks. And his hair was a source of pride for the boy.
"What makes you think I can do anything to help?" he teased.
"Severus! I'm bald! There has to be something you can do!" The once-blond Slytherin slumped into the chair before Severus' desk. "Please? Will you try?" he pouted, eyes watering. He must be desperate, thought Severus, mentally smirking.
"I'll see what I can do. I'm very busy, Draco. Next time you barge into my office in hysterics, I'll deduct points. Now go and study," he dismissed his godson, turning back to the sub-par essays before him.
"But… Severus!" Draco sounded on the verge of a tantrum.
"I will count to three, Draco," he warned, knowing the spoilt little shit knew not to push it.
He was correct.
Draco stormed out of his office, slamming the door behind him.
As the door closed, Severus let himself chuckle. It really was quite amusing.
Looking back on that day made Severus smirk; Draco had tried to order his friends to shave their heads too, but they'd refused. It was quite funny to see Draco's power over the other students dwindle. Now the boy had to grow up. And Severus was all for it.
As he went through a few more papers, there was a knock on the portrait door. Harry had arrived.
He opened the door with a flick of his wand, not bothering to get up. He didn't want to seem too bothered by the boy's silent departure, nor too excited about his return. He didn't want to seem eager lest he make a fool of himself somehow.
He refused to think back to their earlier role-reversal.
As erotic as being instructed in fellatio was, he didn't want to be that vulnerable ever again.
"Potter," he greeted, pushing the essays to one side.
"Hello. Did you sleep well?" The mild manner was starting to grate on Severus' nerves. Why's he so confident all of a sudden? He hummed ambiguously. "Aw, Sev. What's wrong?" The Gryffindor teased, flopping down at the desk, placing a cup of tea in front of the Potions Master.
"Don't shorten my name," he grouched, sipping the tea.
"Se-e-veru-us!" Harry sing-songed, nearly making his eye twitch. "Really. What's wrong?" he became more serious.
"Nothing. Stop being a childish brat," he covered. In return, he received a searching look.
X
Harry watched his grumpy old professor as he sipped his tea. It was obvious that something was eating at the man. He seemed to be… sulking! It almost made Harry laugh. But, his lover was unhappy, so it was his duty to cheer him up.
The best way he knew how was… Mutt!
In a swift movement, he transfigured himself into the happy little creature and jumped up, placing his front paws on Severus' lap.
Whining, he snuffled the slender hand until the man complied and stroked his fur.
"Insufferable mongrel," came the grouchy huff. Mutt just wagged his tail and leant into the touches.
He sat at Severus' feet until the man finished his lunch. While he waited, an idea struck him.
When everything was eaten, Mutt grabbed Severus' robes in his mouth and tugged, making him stand.
"What do you want?" he grumbled, following the dog. "The lounge? How interesting. Thank you for sharing this amazing discovery with me," he snarked, plonking down in the middle seat. Mutt gave him his best deadpan look and jumped up, paws landing on Severus' knees. "Mutt," he grumbled again. The dog licked his hand, snuffling at it until it came up to pet him once more.
Soon, Severus was stroking Mutt's fur absent-mindedly. It seemed to relax the old git, so Mutt put phase two of his "Make Severus Happy" plan into action.
He brought his nose to the crotch in front of his face and started nuzzling it, licking Severus through his robes and slacks. A startled gasp let him know he'd caught the man's attention.
X
The mongrel started nuzzling and licking his crotch after a while of Severus generously petting his fur.
The action slowly lulled the Potions Master into a relaxed state of daydreaming. Then, the deviant canine mad his move!
It felt so good; it startled Severus back to the present.
He pushed Mutt's face away, trying to put a halt to the ridiculous situation.
But, a low whine from the dog made him pause, looking down into the dark, chocolate eyes. When he relaxed his hand, Mutt continued to lick him through his clothing. The long, warm tongue had the cloth damp in no time, easily bringing his cock to arousal.
"Stop at once! What are you thinking! You're a dog!" he protested, trying to push the animal away once more.
He received a warning growl in reply. When he tried to push him away again, he received a nip to his hand. It didn't draw blood… but it hurt! He growled back at the animal, trying to shift his crotch away.
"For God's sake, Potter!" he gasped as the tongue gave a particularly firm lap.
The next thing he knew, the insane animal was pulling at his belt and nosing his fly. He wanted his pants undone.
"Absolutely not," he sniffed, crossing his arms. What the hell is he playing at? A pathetic whine and a half-hearted paw batting at his zip made him falter. For about five seconds. "Don't be ridiculous. You're an animal. This is disgusting." A huff of impatience made him smirk. He'd won.
X
Mutt huffed. Why can't he just make things easy for once? Sure, he'd come up with the plan on the spot and hadn't really thought it through… but he hadn't counted on Severus being so stubborn! It's not like I'm actually an animal! I'm still a friggin' person! He gave another growl, tugging at the belt under the robes. Severus just smirked down at him, obviously confident that an animal wouldn't be able to unclothe him. Harry would have smirked back, if he could.
With careful placement of his front teeth, he yanked, pulling the belt loose from the little bar, then the rest of the buckle. He just needed to pull it from the loops, unzip the fly and somehow take Severus' cock out, and he'd be good.
The hard part was getting the cock out.
Shit.
He snuffled, licked and nuzzled, making the snarky man hard. He lapped at the erection through the cotton of the briefs under the slacks.
He was proud of his efforts so far… but he couldn't very well use his teeth to retrieve his prize, could he?
When he'd been nuzzling for a good thirty seconds, he let out a pathetic, needy whine, pleadingly looking up at his professor.
X
He was so hard. And just from Mutt licking him through his pants! He knew he should be ashamed… but he knew Harry was in there, consciously doing this; licking his crotch, making him hard. And, fuck, but he found the taboo of it all arousing in itself.
Groaning, he admitted defeat.
He slid a hand into his briefs, pulling out his erection, then his testicles.
He was loathe to admit that he was curious as to how this would feel afterwards. Would he be embarrassed? Would he feel dirty? Would he even care? Only one way to find out.
As soon as he removed his hand, Mutt's tongue was laving away at his crotch, lingering at the head for a moment, before turning his attention to the delicate sac beneath.
Severus closed his eyes and allowed himself to relax into the enthusiastic attentions.
The warmth was so much more intense when the barrier of his clothes was gone. The saliva coated him in seconds, sending tingles straight to his belly, pooling in a mass of pleasure.
The canine's tongue was bigger and stronger than it was when Mutt was Harry. It caressed his shaft all the way up, applying a delicious pressure to the tip of Severus' dick before returning to lap at his balls, bouncing them on the strong appendage.
He moaned, bucking his hips slightly, as Mutt snuffled the join of his testicles and the base of his penis; giving short laps, making them bounce and slap against the fabric of his slacks. The vibrations made his prick bob as well; a pearl of semen leaking from his slit, sliding down, only to be devoured by that amazing tongue.
A pleased whine floated to his ears before the tongue was back on him, applying that wonderful pressure again and again.
It was almost enough to make him come. But not quite. He needed a more substantial pressure.
Suddenly, it stopped.
Mutt pulled away and whuffled, sniffing the air and ducking his head pointedly.
Severus was to finish himself off.
X
Mutt sat back, watching Severus.
The older man made no move to touch himself, so Mutt sniffed the air and gave a pointed huff.
"No, not while you're like this," Severus growled. But Mutt wasn't going to let him control the terms of this encounter. He growled back, leaning forward to lap harshly at the weeping prick.
In the dog's body his senses of smell, taste and hearing were sharper; he could taste Severus' arousal like never before, smell it to a stronger degree; he could hear the husky arousal in his professor's voice. He groaned, sniffing the man's crotch, lapping in short, sharp, jabs of his tongue.
The feel of Severus' balls bouncing against his tongue was new and oddly erotic. The heaviness of his engorged dick made him salivate even more.
He gave another whine, nudging Severus' hand.
The man had his hand clenched into a fist against his thigh. Mutt knew he wanted to jerk off. And if he had any authority (and he did!), Severus would wank until he bled.
He sat back once more, taking in the image of his teacher.
The usually-stoic man was wearing his usual black robes and work clothes, all buttoned and fastened, making him look completely professional… except for his belt and fly being pulled open, allowing the man's impressive length to stand proudly between his thighs.
Jutting out of the formal teaching robes, Severus' cock was weeping; the foreskin pulled back, revealing the rosy head.
Mutt could see Severus' penis twitch every so often, making his own prick swell.
He started panting and whining, jumping up, wrapping his forelegs around Severus' leg. Soon, he was rutting and humping away. He knew he should be embarrassed… but… he couldn't control himself. The smell of Severus' cock made him so incredibly hard; so horny!
X
The odd little creature was humping his leg! The nerve!
He could feel the length of Mutt's penis rubbing against his leg; could hear the panting breaths; could feel the puffs of air, warm against his thigh as Mutt – Harry! – ground and thrust against him, in search of his own release.
And, for some ridiculous, unknown reason, he was incredibly turned on!
Giving up on the battle of wills, Severus grasped his penis in one hand, his testicles in the other, and pumped.
His fist flew furiously over his slick phallus, bringing him closer to his completion at an alarming rate… but he didn't focus on how long he lasted. He just needed release.
One hand cupped and bounced his balls as the other jerked his prick harshly. He pinched his sac, tugging it slightly, milking himself.
His hips bucked into his hands, uncontrollably, causing his legs to move, stimulating the dog riding him.
But, soon, he had a lap full of Harry Potter, grinding his hips against Severus'; his hands cupping his professor's face, pulling him in for a long, slow kiss.
The furious pace of their hips thrusting against each other, soon brought them careening over the edge of completion. Both came with a gasp and a moan, rocking their pelvises together, riding out the wave of pleasure.
"Fuck," said Harry, resting his forehead against his professor's throat, peppering kisses along the bruised flesh, tracing his steps from earlier.
He reached down, grasping Severus' spent member, giving it a few slow, firm pumps.
"I love the feel of you in my hand," he explained, kissing the man's temple. "I love being able to touch you like this," he murmured, giving another firm stroke, making Severus buck harshly. His oversensitive prick was coming back to life, aching from overuse. "I love you, Sev."
"I love you," he replied, finally able to say the words without hesitation or desperation.
X
Harry's heart soared. The reply was so simple; so heart-felt. He wished he could have a recording to play over and over.
Chuckling, he tucked Severus back into his pants, giving him a sweet kiss.
"I have to go again. I'm really behind on my essays."
He hated the fact that he needed to study. He just wanted sex with Severus all day, every day, for the rest of his life. Alas.
"You're lying," Severus suddenly accused.
"Um… no I'm not?" What?
"Potter, when have you every willingly studied? Without Granger harping at you, or just before the deadline? I know you're up to something devious," he scowled at the boy, making him laugh.
"What makes you think that?" he donned his 'innocent' look. "How could you possibly believe that?" he laughed again, smoothing his hands over Severus' torso, pressing himself to the man, wrapping his arms around his neck so they were nose-to-nose, lips-to-lips. As he spoke, his lips brushed Severus', giving him almost-kisses. "As much as I wish I was doing something else… I really have to catch up with these essays. I have another five inches to go in Charms, due on Monday afternoon," he kissed Severus' lips, trailing to his jaw, to his throat. "I want to be here. I do," he whispered into the pale flesh. "But I can't. Hermione is nagging me. I'll see you when I can. I promise."
With one last kiss, he gathered his things and left.
XXX
A/N: And that's the end of the double post. I don't know when I will be able to post the next chapter, but I've started it! Yay!
There isn't much more to go in Harry Cocker, but I do have a sequel in mind. But! I don't know when that will be posted.