Ch 3

It only took Severus a moment to recover from his shock. He took one look at the boxers lying in the centre of his sitting room and practically ran into his bedroom.

The sight that greeted him was surely not one that he'd expected. Harry had apparently raided his nightstand to find the lubricant that Severus used to wank. He'd helped himself to it and made good on his promise to start without Severus.

His heels dug into the mattress as he arched off the bed, giving a feral groan. His legs were spread wide, giving Severus a magnificent view of his tight hole greedily sucking two of Harry's fingers back into it.

Severus' cock twitched at the the sight, and Severus stopped in the doorway to watch. As he stood there, Harry's plunging fingers began to scissor, widening his hole for more. Severus couldn't take any more and shed his own pants before going to join Harry on the bed.

Harry felt in when Severus knelt on the foot of the bed and began crawling towards him. It still shocked him, however, when Severus low voice spoke from so close to Harry's face, "Open your eyes. Let me hear you," he commanded.

Harry gasped, his insides shaking and a spark running down his middle, straight to his cock, as his eyes flew wide to gaze into Severus' endless black orbs. The man was kneeling right beside Harry. He was naked now, too, Harry noticed, and a thrill went through him as he added a third finger and his other hand grasped the bedding.

He thrust his hips down, sinking his fingers deeper inside him as Severus leant over him, placing one hand on the other side of his shoulders. Quickly Severus moved himself from Harry's side to between his knees and was crawling down, leaving wet, open-mouthed kisses along Harry's stomach as he went.

Harry, hardly able to even groan he was breathing so hard, couldn't decided whether he should arch up into Severus' kisses or thrust back onto his fingers. It was all so good.

Severus made the decision for him when he reached the joining of Harry's legs. He glanced up at Harry, wordlessly asking permission. Harry threw his head back and his hips up, unable to look into Severus' lustful gaze or restrain his body, and Severus, taking that as the consent it was, let his tongue trail along Harry's red, pulsing member. It flicked across the tip, sweeping away the gathering precome, and Harry let out a strangled moan, thrusting his fingers harder inside him, and moving his other hand to tangle in Severus' silky hair.

Severus' guessing he was doing something right, repeated the motion along the vein on the underside of Harry's prick. Harry's fingers tightened in his hair, encouraging him to take more, go further, swallow him.

Severus obliged, stretching his lips wide and welcoming Harry's member slowly into his wet mouth.

Harry, watching again, felt his mouth drop open in awe as Severus' cheeks hollowed as he sucked. At Harry's urging, he lowered his head further down, seating Harry's cock deeper in his mouth before retreating the other way.

By this point Harry was reduced to whimpering as his fingers plundered his arse and Severus tongue lavished his cock. Harry matched the rhythm to Severus' as closely as he could in his unraveled state. His hips thrust between going deeper in Severus and deeper in himself as slowly as Severus' attention was moving up and down on his member.

Severus released Harry's cock with a wet pop, and returned to lick it once more before going down on it again. Harry's groan from the lack of contact turned to a moan of pleasure as Severus' mouth moved further down than it ever had before and his fingers skated along the insides of Harry's thighs.

His breath caught in the back of this throat as Severus widened his own throat the accomodate Harry's cock. The sparks tingling along his legs and shooting through his arse all came spiraling to join in Harry's groin as every muscle in his body froze for a mere moment before going into overdrive when Severus hummed around his hypersensitive member.

Harry lost feeling in his fingers and toes as his vision went black and he came. Hard. Harder than he'd ever come on his own. He could feel Severus' throat working around his prick to swallow, milking every last drop of the creamy fluid from Harry.

When Harry had nothing left to give, Severus release his cock, again with another little pop. Harry pulled Severus back up to face him, removing his fingers from himself and using that hand to press against Severus' back, pushing Severus' hard member against Harry's own, now soft.

For a moment they simply stared at each other, both panting. Then Severus whispered, hoarse with his own need, "Taste yourself on me, Harry."

With those words he plunged his tongue into Harry's mouth.

For a moment, Harry was shocked, but he quickly recovered and moved his own lips against Severus'. The bitter taste in Severus' mouth overwhelmed him, and he knew that if he'd not already come, he would have at Severus' words.

When Severus began rocking his hips back and forth against Harry, looking for some kind of release of the ache in his cock, Harry pulled back from the kiss. Severus simply buried his face in the side of Harry's neck, biting down hard and sucking on the skin there. Harry turned his head to the side, not only making it easier for Severus to attack the side of his neck, but also allowing him to find the lube, carelessly tossed back on the nightstand, and wandlessly summon it.

He scooped a generous amount into his hand and wiggled his fingers between their bodies. Severus seemed to take no notice, happy to grind his cock into Harry's stomach while he suckled his neck.

He seemed to take no notice, that is, until Harry's fingers wrapped around his cock.

Severus' stomach tightened, and he nearly came; sheer willpower alone was the only thing holding him back.

Harry coated Severus' cock, pulling his knees up until the were tucked in the older man's underarms. "Please," he begged, his own member already growing hard again at the thought of Severus fucking him. "Please, Severus, I-I-"

Severus sat up to kneel between Harry's legs only more, leaving his neck cold and wet. Swiftly, the man pulled his ankles to rest on his shoulders and bent back down again to stare into Harry's eyes, pulling his loosened hole open with the new position of his legs. "You what, Harry?" Severus breathed, shooting shivers down Harry's body as the man's cool breath skated across the wet patch on his neck.

Severus groaned, grinding his hips impossibly tighter against Harry's arse as Harry's shivers rubbed his perfect globes against Severus' prick. "I-I need you," Harry panted, "In me."

With that kind of plea, Severus plunged his member into Harry's tight hole, trusting Harry to have sufficiently prepared himself with his fingers earlier. Harry release a screaming whimper as Severus seated himself fully inside him.

Severus removed the man's glasses and tossed them aside before resting their foreheads together. He gave Harry a moment to adjust to the sensation for a moment, but, in truth, he needed a moment to calm himself as well.

Harry was so tight. The warmth of his hole greedily sucking Severus inside had nearly made Severus loose control. He breathed deeply for a few moments, until Harry let out a whimper of need.

Severus opened his eyes, not knowing when he'd closed them, to be met with shining need staring back at him.

Severus drew himself back out the the young man before rolling his hips back forward. Harry whimpered again, and Severus stopped, looking questioningly at the young man under him. He didn't seem to be in pain, but Severus was loath to hurt him even when the ache for release was this strong.

"Go!" Harry shouted. "P-please don't stop. Please, please," he begged as Severus' eyes flew open in shock and he resumed his motion, drawing himself out slowly, but snapping his hips forward in one smooth harsh motion now.

"Harder." Harry commanded and with that, Severus lost all of his control. He snapped his hips deep into Harry, and Harry thrust his own hips forward to meet every stroke of Severus'. Their bodies slid together as one, their quick, harsh rhythm very soon getting the better of them.

Harry was the first to come, letting loose a cry of pleasure and spasming around Severus' member. Severus' stomach tightened, and his body went as stiff as his cock as he pumped his fluid into the man under him, filling him.

Severus went limp, falling atop Harry who wordlessly cast a cleaning charm upon them. Severus missed the warm fluid coating his stomach, but he had to agree that it would be a right mess to clean after it'd dried.

Harry spread his legs to go around Severus shoulders and lowered them back to the bed. Seeming to welcome the man lying on top of him, he wrapped his arms around the bony body of his childhood Potions Professor and chased the man into the world of dreams.