Damn, Fantastic 4 slashy yum-yums, Reed Johnny, all I can say is DAMN! You all better be happy, I'm breaking rule number one here for you lovelings, I never finish the first slash scene, but now I'll have to won't I?
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Harry sat in Dumbledores' office, a blush firmly planted on his face. He was mortified, the man who was old enough to be his great-great-grandfather, was talking to him about sex, and not the traditional 'birds and bees' talk either.
"Now Harry, when two males bed each other…"
"Professor, I already know how it works," Harry interrupted; he did not need to hear this from Dumbledore.
"Are you sure, I'll gladly answer any questions you have concerning it," Dumbledore said, his eyes twinkling madly.
"I don't have any questions Sir."
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Harry returned to his and Severus' quarters completely horrified. His eyes were wide, tail limp, ears flat, and his jaw slack as he approached a readin Severus. "I don't think I can ever look at Dumbledore again," he said and onto the couch face first right next to his soul mate.
"You don't have a choice. Do I even what to know?" Severus asked looking down at Harry. The boy blushed easily yes, but to have this reaction, it had to be good.
"I just got the gay version of the birds and the bees talk from Dumbledore," Harry said, his words muffled by the couch cushion. He never wanted to repeat the conversation again, it was the most horrifying moment of his life other than when Uncle Vernon forced him to suck him off, he had eventually gotten over that, this, this he could never forget no matter what.
Severus went silent and Harry lifted his head and would have burst out laughing if he himself wasn't feeling the same. Severus was frozen, eyes slightly wide, mouth hanging open. For what seemed like the first time in his life, he was completely speechless. "I actually pity you Potter."
"Harry, we're soul mates, my name is Harry, Sev."
"Sev? Brat, you will refer to me as Sir or Professor Snape."
"See, you have a nickname for me to! You love me!"
"Brat," Severus growled, rolling his eyes at the childish antics but the corner of his mouth twitched slightly, turning up into a small smile.
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Harry and Severus had given up on trying to avoid each other in their sleep, no matter what they tried, they always woke up with Harry curled tightly in Severus' arms. This morning was no different; except for the fact that today was the day they agreed to consummate their bond.
He felt Harry wake and couldn't resist letting a small smile slip through his defenses when his soul mate pulled the comforter of his head and his from the soft light coming from a single candle that was always lit when Severus woke.
"Today doesn't exist, I am not awake. I will now open my eyes and be in a wonderful dream with chocolate fountains," Harry said and poked his head out of his newly formed blanket cocoon. "Damn, that never works."
"I await the day when all your dreams come true with bated breath," Severus scoffed and Harry looked at blushing. There was a soft flutter in Severus' chest when his soul mate looked at him.
"When are we going to…?" Harry trailed off averting his gaze and his blush deepening. He couldn't say it before and he couldn't say it know without remembering what Dumbledore had said. Finally drawing up the courage, he looked at Severus, his eyes locking with those deep onyx pools, it was then he realized that he didn't mind the thought of loosing his virginity to Severus anymore.
A smirk played across Severus' lips as he brought his hand down to cup Harrys' hard length. "Since we both seem ready, now seems like an opportune moment. But, it is completely up to you," he said and squeezed gently.
He couldn't think with Severus' hand on him doing the most delicious things. All Harry did was let out a soft moan and nod, and that was all the permission Severus needed.
Rolling Harry onto his back, Severus kissed him gently.
"I'll be gentle, I promise," Severus said softly, if Harry couldn't choose who was going to take him for the first time, the least Severus could do was make it as special as he could. He slowly unbuttoned the teens' soft black pajama shirt, running his hand down the warm flesh as he went, making Harry shutter slightly.
If he could, Harry would have returned the favor, but Severus never wore a shirt to bed, and he pretty much guessed the man never used to wear pants either until Harry began sleeping with him. So he settled for reaching a hand out and tentatively brushing his fingertips across a pale nipple when the raven-haired man let out a shuttering breath, Harry gained more confidence and plucked at the tight peak, his free hand wound itself in Severus' long hair.
Severus pushed Harrys' hand away and captured the teens' lips in a passionate yet tender kiss, untying the drawstring of his soul mates pants as he did so. He slid his hand into the now open pants and Harry broke the kiss, gasping as that cool hand wrapped around his pulsing length.
As quick as the hand came, it was gone…and so were Harrys' pants. He felt a slick finger press slowly into him and moaned at the intrusion, the sensation of being filled no matter how slightly was perfect. Another finger joined the one already in him and began to stretch his entrance for something much bigger.
Severus took is time preparing Harry, making sure he was well stretched and ready before removing his own pants and pushing in. Harry hissed in pain, even though Severus was being as gentle as he could, it still hurt, not a lot but enough. Once he was completely sheathed in the tight, hot channel, the head of Severus' prick rubbed against something deep inside Harry, making the teen cry out in pleasure.
The pain forgotten, Harry was begging Severus to move, and move he did. A fast but gentle pace began, every time Severus thrust in his cock brushed Harrys' prostate making the teen scream louder and louder each time, at this point, Severus discovered Harry had claws to go with his tail and ears, he was, however, too caught up in the moment to really care his shoulders and back were being ripped to shreds.
Harry came, screaming Severus' name, his inner walls clamping around Severus like a vice grip. Giving two more quick thrusts, Severus joined Harry in temporary bliss with a low, deep moan. Collapsing to the side, he pulled Harry into his arms, both were panting hard.
"You have claws," Severus said when he regained use of his vocal cords and feeling returned to his body with vengeance.
"I have…oh shit!" Harry gasped when he saw blood on his fingertips. "Roll over onto your stomach, I want to see how bad it is."
Obeying, Severus rolled onto his stomach and heard Harry whisper a resounding 'Fuck'. His back was a mess, long bloody gashes covered the pale skin, running from the middle of his back all the way up to his shoulder blades. They were ranging in size from ones that barely broke the skin to one that was nearly and inch deep.
"You're going to Madame Pomfrey."
For once in his life, Severus didn't argue that he could take care of it himself; he merely got and began to dress.
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"What has happened to you now?" Madame Pomfrey asked Harry when he had walked into the Hospital wing.
Severus just walked in front of Harry, let his robe drop and turned around. When he heard Madame Pomfrey gasp, he knew it was bad.
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