As much as I love Snarry, I was afraid it would sound like that, so I'm glad it quickly became clear that it was NOT about that.
But damn you, now I want to write another one with nearly the same last line, only making it a different kind of duel......ahem, yourself. How am I supposed to get any work done today with THAT floating around in my head now?!?!? :-D
Thank you for the lovely comments (and for the potential inspiration).
Yeah, okay, here it is. Last line doesn't quite work as well, but I'll leave it. And this is your fault. I would have left it at face value, but nooooo, you had to jump-start the pr0n center in my brain.
WARNING: pr0n below! Rating: R, at least.
The boy was focussed, intent: no sounds came from his lips except grunts of exertion panting breaths, and the occasional moan.
Snape’s own breath was ragged and he was getting close -- he hadn’t expected to be so aroused by Potter’s proposition, and he was having a hard time holding back.
Hearing his name slip from Potter’s lips was even more unexpected. Harry grabbed Snape’s head and leaned up to kiss him. Control shattered on both sides and they fell, together.
After a few moments, Snape flopped onto his back, panting. “Looks like a draw, Potter. Better luck next time.”
Oh, my, the hotness...
Ahem, this is wonderful...
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But damn you, now I want to write another one with nearly the same last line, only making it a different kind of duel......ahem, yourself. How am I supposed to get any work done today with THAT floating around in my head now?!?!? :-D
Thank you for the lovely comments (and for the potential inspiration).
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WARNING: pr0n below! Rating: R, at least.
The boy was focussed, intent: no sounds came from his lips except grunts of exertion panting breaths, and the occasional moan.
Snape’s own breath was ragged and he was getting close -- he hadn’t expected to be so aroused by Potter’s proposition, and he was having a hard time holding back.
Hearing his name slip from Potter’s lips was even more unexpected. Harry grabbed Snape’s head and leaned up to kiss him. Control shattered on both sides and they fell, together.
After a few moments, Snape flopped onto his back, panting. “Looks like a draw, Potter. Better luck next time.”
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