Fanfiction: Harry Potter - Slash
Title: Setting things straight. Again.
Author: Lufia
Disclaimer: I just borrowed them.
Rating: NC-17. As in gay pornography.
Pairing: SS/HP/RL
Summary: What do you mean, "plot"? Sequel to "Setting things straight".
As usual, it's unbeta'd, so bear with me.
Setting things straight. Again.
Hearing Remus's angry voice made Harry snap out of his dumbfounded and strangely tender mood. The anger with which he had first entered Snape's office returned in full and he stalked towards his future lover, not even bothering to tuck his cock back in his clothes.
"That question goes for you as well, Remus. What the hell were you thinking, screwing that disgusting git?"
"How dare you insult my lover?" Remus asked with narrowed eyes, in an icy tone.
"Your lover?" Harry looked genuinely surprised before narrowing his eyes again and stalking towards Remus, pushing a finger none too gently into his chest. "The only one you can call your lover is me."
Remus growled low in his throat. "Harry." he said in a warning tone.
"What? Don't you love me anymore?" His voice was falsely incredulous. They both knew they were meant to be, even if Remus had told him he wanted to wait until he had graduated before taking their relationship beyond friendship.
"Harry. Things have changed." He had said it in a definitive tone and for a moment, Harry almost believed him. Almost.
"No, they haven't." he answered confidently. And he leaned up to kiss the older man. He had barely the time to brush his lips against the other's before Remus proceeded to ravage his mouth. Not that Harry would take it without a fight. The teeth that had been so absent while he kissed Snape were definitely there now, so much that Harry doubted they were even using tongues. He yanked Remus's head back by the hair, trying to expose his neck to gain a semblance of control while Remus was trying to achieve exactly the same goal by digging his fingers in Harry's shoulder and arse.
Harry abruptly put an end to the kiss and pushed Remus back against the office door. He frowned.
"So, we both...?"
"So it seems." Remus answered, slackening his grip on Harry's shoulder. The boy looked over his shoulder at Snape, who was looking at them while standing quite still, his eyes just a bit too bright, then back at Remus. He tilted his head to the side and a feral grin spread over the werewolf's features. Harry soon imitated him.
Snape looked quite frightened when they stalked towards him. He even took a step back but Remus caught him by the hair and held him still. His grin widened from feral to creepy before he talked.
"Severus, you have cheated on me."
"I-I'm s-sorry Remus. I don't kn-"
"But! There is a way you can make it up to me."
Harry thought Snape was about to burst into tears so he stepped up behind him and put an arm around his waist. He noticed he was as tall as his professor, now, tall enough to kiss the side of his neck, which he did, hoping to bring comfort. He could tell Snape had been trying to look around at him, but he couldn't with Remus still holding him by the hair. The taller wizard kissed Snape's forehead and lead the way to a door Harry had never seen in the office before. He dragged Snape with him into what turned out to be his professor's bedroom. It was as depressing as Harry would have thought it would be if he had ever considered the matter. But he estimated the bed would accommodate the three of them without too much discomfort.
He felt more than saw Remus take Snape away from him and trap him against the nearest wall. Remus was kissing the other wizard roughly but tenderly. It wasn't sloppy or sappy or disgustingly wet. As he put his elbow against the wall and supported his head with his hand, Harry thought That's what a kiss between two grown men looks like. His cock hardened.
He watched as Remus deepened the kiss, tracing a thumb across Snape's cheek and unbuttoning the man's robes with his other hand. They needed Snape, Harry realised. He wanted somebody to care for but Remus wouldn't let himself be treated like a helpless puppy. Remus wanted someone to dominate and protect but Harry knew he wouldn't yield. Who would have thought it would be Snape who would be doing the surrendering for both of them?
He stepped away from the wall and stood next to Remus in front of Snape. He helped take Snape's robes off and caressed gently along the man's side and thigh. Snape opened his eyes and looked a bit worriedly at Remus, but the latter only looked gravely at him. Snape seemed to shrink back, ready to accept whatever was to come. Probably because he felt guilty about having let Harry fuck him earlier.
They moved to the bed and Harry petted Snape's hair absentmindedly as Remus retrieved a vial of lubricant from the nightstand. Remus quickly removed Snape's last clothes and immediately started to prepare him for penetration. Harry used the time to undress and then watched critically as Remus was fucking Snape with two fingers. He thought the look of concentration on Remus's face was the most beautiful sight in the world.
Snape managed three fingers without problem, his head thrown back against the pillows, pure bliss written all over his face. But there was a gasp of discomfort when a fourth finger was added. Remus didn't seem to notice so Harry got closer to Snape and started stroking his nipples and cock to distract him. That elicited another gasp, but of surprise this time, as the man's eyes flew open. Harry gave him a little smile that he hoped was reassuring. Snape's features distorted in an odd way and Harry understood he was smiling back. He let his eyes close again, apparently trying to relax as much as he could as Remus was intent on shoving more and more of his hand inside his arse.
He hadn't quite been fisting Snape when he stopped and rapidly discarded his clothes. He kneeled at the head of the bed and gestured for Snape to join him. Snape was facing Remus and was looking quite eager to impale himself on Remus's erect cock but the werewolf spun him around and helped him slowly sit down on his slicked penis. He saw Harry approaching him, his cock covered in lube, and seemed to realise what was to come. He tensed up and looked ready to run away but Remus digged his fingers in Snape's shoulders and whispered "I know you can do it Severus."
It had been the first words that had been spoken since they'd started and they sounded quite eerie to Harry's ear. Snape took a deep breath and seemed to relax. He sat up with Remus's help and Harry guided his cock to Snape's arsehole. It didn't go in easily. Snape's breathing was coming in shallow pants as he was trying to accommodate the two cocks. Harry ran a thumb on Snape's left cheek and caressed his trembling right side with his other hand. Finally they were both sheathed in completely and Harry closed his eyes for a brief moment, savouring the blissful sensation. He could almost pretend it was just him and Remus in a mutual wanking session, but then Snape started to move, very slowly, taking deep breaths.
Harry groaned and opened his eyes. He wanted to reach over to Remus but he knew his lover wouldn't care for it so he just threaded his fingers through Snape's hair. He leaned over Snape and mouthed 'I love you' to Remus. He had to repress a urge to laugh quite manically when Remus mouthed 'I love you too'. How fucked up was it that they needed an intermediate to make love to each other?
He leaned back and gave Snape the tender kiss he would have wanted to give Remus. Snape broke the kiss, completely out of breath and leaned back against Remus. He groaned with each movement he made and rode them both to completion. As he came, Harry's mind was chanting Remus Remus Remus over and over again, even though he let his hand trail down Snape's chest and come-covered stomach.
When then came about, they untangled themselves. Remus kissed Snape on the cheek and whispered "You did very well, Severus." before leaning back against the headboard. Harry, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, dragged Snape to him and tucked his head against his shoulder. He started to pet him and the older man positively melted under his touch.
Harry kept on threading his fingers through Snape's hair while he looked at Remus. He gave Harry a curt nod and the boy nodded back. For now, Snape was only needed, not loved. But they could learn.
~ Fin
Author: Lufia
Disclaimer: I just borrowed them.
Rating: NC-17. As in gay pornography.
Pairing: SS/HP/RL
Summary: What do you mean, "plot"? Sequel to "Setting things straight".
As usual, it's unbeta'd, so bear with me.
Setting things straight. Again.
Hearing Remus's angry voice made Harry snap out of his dumbfounded and strangely tender mood. The anger with which he had first entered Snape's office returned in full and he stalked towards his future lover, not even bothering to tuck his cock back in his clothes.
"That question goes for you as well, Remus. What the hell were you thinking, screwing that disgusting git?"
"How dare you insult my lover?" Remus asked with narrowed eyes, in an icy tone.
"Your lover?" Harry looked genuinely surprised before narrowing his eyes again and stalking towards Remus, pushing a finger none too gently into his chest. "The only one you can call your lover is me."
Remus growled low in his throat. "Harry." he said in a warning tone.
"What? Don't you love me anymore?" His voice was falsely incredulous. They both knew they were meant to be, even if Remus had told him he wanted to wait until he had graduated before taking their relationship beyond friendship.
"Harry. Things have changed." He had said it in a definitive tone and for a moment, Harry almost believed him. Almost.
"No, they haven't." he answered confidently. And he leaned up to kiss the older man. He had barely the time to brush his lips against the other's before Remus proceeded to ravage his mouth. Not that Harry would take it without a fight. The teeth that had been so absent while he kissed Snape were definitely there now, so much that Harry doubted they were even using tongues. He yanked Remus's head back by the hair, trying to expose his neck to gain a semblance of control while Remus was trying to achieve exactly the same goal by digging his fingers in Harry's shoulder and arse.
Harry abruptly put an end to the kiss and pushed Remus back against the office door. He frowned.
"So, we both...?"
"So it seems." Remus answered, slackening his grip on Harry's shoulder. The boy looked over his shoulder at Snape, who was looking at them while standing quite still, his eyes just a bit too bright, then back at Remus. He tilted his head to the side and a feral grin spread over the werewolf's features. Harry soon imitated him.
Snape looked quite frightened when they stalked towards him. He even took a step back but Remus caught him by the hair and held him still. His grin widened from feral to creepy before he talked.
"Severus, you have cheated on me."
"I-I'm s-sorry Remus. I don't kn-"
"But! There is a way you can make it up to me."
Harry thought Snape was about to burst into tears so he stepped up behind him and put an arm around his waist. He noticed he was as tall as his professor, now, tall enough to kiss the side of his neck, which he did, hoping to bring comfort. He could tell Snape had been trying to look around at him, but he couldn't with Remus still holding him by the hair. The taller wizard kissed Snape's forehead and lead the way to a door Harry had never seen in the office before. He dragged Snape with him into what turned out to be his professor's bedroom. It was as depressing as Harry would have thought it would be if he had ever considered the matter. But he estimated the bed would accommodate the three of them without too much discomfort.
He felt more than saw Remus take Snape away from him and trap him against the nearest wall. Remus was kissing the other wizard roughly but tenderly. It wasn't sloppy or sappy or disgustingly wet. As he put his elbow against the wall and supported his head with his hand, Harry thought That's what a kiss between two grown men looks like. His cock hardened.
He watched as Remus deepened the kiss, tracing a thumb across Snape's cheek and unbuttoning the man's robes with his other hand. They needed Snape, Harry realised. He wanted somebody to care for but Remus wouldn't let himself be treated like a helpless puppy. Remus wanted someone to dominate and protect but Harry knew he wouldn't yield. Who would have thought it would be Snape who would be doing the surrendering for both of them?
He stepped away from the wall and stood next to Remus in front of Snape. He helped take Snape's robes off and caressed gently along the man's side and thigh. Snape opened his eyes and looked a bit worriedly at Remus, but the latter only looked gravely at him. Snape seemed to shrink back, ready to accept whatever was to come. Probably because he felt guilty about having let Harry fuck him earlier.
They moved to the bed and Harry petted Snape's hair absentmindedly as Remus retrieved a vial of lubricant from the nightstand. Remus quickly removed Snape's last clothes and immediately started to prepare him for penetration. Harry used the time to undress and then watched critically as Remus was fucking Snape with two fingers. He thought the look of concentration on Remus's face was the most beautiful sight in the world.
Snape managed three fingers without problem, his head thrown back against the pillows, pure bliss written all over his face. But there was a gasp of discomfort when a fourth finger was added. Remus didn't seem to notice so Harry got closer to Snape and started stroking his nipples and cock to distract him. That elicited another gasp, but of surprise this time, as the man's eyes flew open. Harry gave him a little smile that he hoped was reassuring. Snape's features distorted in an odd way and Harry understood he was smiling back. He let his eyes close again, apparently trying to relax as much as he could as Remus was intent on shoving more and more of his hand inside his arse.
He hadn't quite been fisting Snape when he stopped and rapidly discarded his clothes. He kneeled at the head of the bed and gestured for Snape to join him. Snape was facing Remus and was looking quite eager to impale himself on Remus's erect cock but the werewolf spun him around and helped him slowly sit down on his slicked penis. He saw Harry approaching him, his cock covered in lube, and seemed to realise what was to come. He tensed up and looked ready to run away but Remus digged his fingers in Snape's shoulders and whispered "I know you can do it Severus."
It had been the first words that had been spoken since they'd started and they sounded quite eerie to Harry's ear. Snape took a deep breath and seemed to relax. He sat up with Remus's help and Harry guided his cock to Snape's arsehole. It didn't go in easily. Snape's breathing was coming in shallow pants as he was trying to accommodate the two cocks. Harry ran a thumb on Snape's left cheek and caressed his trembling right side with his other hand. Finally they were both sheathed in completely and Harry closed his eyes for a brief moment, savouring the blissful sensation. He could almost pretend it was just him and Remus in a mutual wanking session, but then Snape started to move, very slowly, taking deep breaths.
Harry groaned and opened his eyes. He wanted to reach over to Remus but he knew his lover wouldn't care for it so he just threaded his fingers through Snape's hair. He leaned over Snape and mouthed 'I love you' to Remus. He had to repress a urge to laugh quite manically when Remus mouthed 'I love you too'. How fucked up was it that they needed an intermediate to make love to each other?
He leaned back and gave Snape the tender kiss he would have wanted to give Remus. Snape broke the kiss, completely out of breath and leaned back against Remus. He groaned with each movement he made and rode them both to completion. As he came, Harry's mind was chanting Remus Remus Remus over and over again, even though he let his hand trail down Snape's chest and come-covered stomach.
When then came about, they untangled themselves. Remus kissed Snape on the cheek and whispered "You did very well, Severus." before leaning back against the headboard. Harry, who was sitting in the middle of the bed, dragged Snape to him and tucked his head against his shoulder. He started to pet him and the older man positively melted under his touch.
Harry kept on threading his fingers through Snape's hair while he looked at Remus. He gave Harry a curt nod and the boy nodded back. For now, Snape was only needed, not loved. But they could learn.
~ Fin