'Beginner's Luck' (Severus/Harry) NC-17
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Title: Beginner's Luck
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: RIMMING!!! And fluff. :D
Notes: Written to celebrate hp_rimming hitting 200 Watchers and 100 Members!!! *dances* So if you haven't joined/friended us, pleeeeease do!!! *pimpity pimp pimp* Snogs to Anise for the read-through!
“What are you doing?”
“Um… nothing?”
“Potter…”
“Oh come on Severus, just this once? And don’t call me Potter!”
Severus sighed and turned onto his side a bit so he could see Harry. “No.”
“No to not calling me Potter or no to having my tongue up your arse?”
“Both.”
Harry scowled and crossed his arms over his chest, looking ready to have quite the little pout. “Why not?”
“Because I’ve always called you Potter, Potter.”
“No not that you greasy git, why won’t you let me… you know.”
“Have your tongue up my arse?” Severus asked, arching an eyebrow.
Harry nodded.
“Because.”
“Oi! That’s not a reason,” Harry shouted.
“I’m right here Potter, there’s no need to shout.” Harry stuck his tongue out. “And that’s all the reason you need. Now put your tongue back in your mouth before I bite it off.”
Harry rolled his eyes and continued to sulk, but slipped his tongue back into his mouth. “You do it to me all the time! I don’t see why you should get to have all the fun.”
“Fun, Potter?”
“Yes, fun. I want to see what it’s like! I know what it feels like to have it done; now I want to know what it feels to like to do it.” Harry was so matter of fact that Severus couldn’t help chuckling to himself.
“Don’t laugh at me!”
“I’m not laughing at you Potter, I’m laughing at-- oh no, you’re right, I am laughing at you.” A swinging pillow caught Severus on the chin and knocked him back onto his stomach.
Harry looked frightened for a moment but was unable to choke back the laughter threatening to spill forth. “I-- I’m s-sorry S-s-Severus, I didn’t mean to--,” He collapsed back onto the bed in a fit of laughter.
“Find my pain amusing do you?” Severus asked, letting a mock-sneer slip onto his face.
Harry was beyond words, the tremors of his laughter shaking the entire bed.
“No, I just, you - the look on your face, just-- hahahahahaha!” Harry dissolved into laughter again and Severus rolled his eyes and kicked him in the shin with one bare foot.
That snapped him back to his senses a bit again. “Hey, what was that for!?”
“Got your attention, didn’t it?”
Harry giggled again. “Yes, and for what purpose Professor?”
“Don’t call me that, it makes me sound like a dirty old man. Besides, I haven’t been your Professor for nearly two years now.”
“You are a dirty old man. And being my professor never stopped you before. Why I remember that first time, in sixth year when you-- oof!” Harry was promptly tackled by six odd feet of Potions Master.
“You know maybe if you shut your mouth every once in a while, I would let you put it to better use.” Severus’s tones were silky and soft, and Harry shivered beneath him, like he always did. Severus knew Harry loved it when he got like this.
“Yeah?” Harry squeaked.
“Indeed,” Severus whispered, kissing his way down to Harry’s neck to suck the spot at Harry’s throat that always made his eyelids flutter and his body go limp in Severus’s arms. “Now,” Severus said, nipping gently at Harry’s throat and ghosting warm air across the abused flesh. “Are you sure that you’re up to the challenge?”
Harry inhaled sharply as Severus bit a particularly sensitive spot on his neck and cried out, “Yes!”
“Alright then,” he whispered, his voice quiet and so soft. “Just this once.”
Harry’s eyes snapped open. “Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Um, alright. Okay.” Harry slipped carefully out from under Severus and crawled across the bed so that he was behind him. “On your stomach, Severus.”
Severus smiled to himself and complied. “Do you want me to tuck my knees up under myself?”
“Yes…yes. That will make things a bit easier.” Harry’s voice was firm, authoritative.
Severus pushed up onto his arms and slid his knees up under himself, then lowered his arms to the bed to pillow his head on them.
Hesitant fingers, warm and soft, traced delicately down from the base of his spine across his entrance and Severus shivered involuntarily. Harry probed gently at his opening with his fingertips before leaning down to flick his tongue quickly across warm skin. Severus moaned quietly and his hips twitched as he could feel his burgeoning erection.
“Good?” Harry asked, a trace of hesitation coming through in his voice. Severus nodded quickly against his hands and Harry must have taken that as a sign that he should continue, as the warm tongue returned and Severus moaned again, a little louder this time.
Pulling his fingers back to spread Severus more fully, Harry licked a long swathe up from just behind Severus’s balls to the top of his crack. “You taste different than I thought you would,” Harry mused, and Severus could hear the sound of him licking his lips. “Not bad, just… different.”
He licked again across his tight, rosy pucker and Severus groaned low in his throat as Harry dared to push his tongue ever so slightly into his entrance, as though testing the waters. “Go ahead,” Severus ground out and Harry was quick to comply. His slick tongue, warm and wet with saliva, wedged its way slowly past the tight ring of muscle and, pulling Severus’s cheeks apart even further, Harry began to fuck him with it, slow and as deep as he could manage.
“Yessssss.” Snape could hear something that sounded halfway between a cry and a hiss and was surprised to realise it was himself. It had been so long since anyone had touched him the way Harry was, so long since he had felt comfortable enough to even think about letting it happen. So long since he had been in love.
Harry’s fingers skidded across his thigh and reached around to take Severus’s erection in a warm palm. He bucked sharply into Harry’s fist as it closed around him and Harry moaned against him, burying his face deeper into Severus’s sweaty crack, shoving his tongue further and further into him. Harry stroked Severus slowly, as though he wanted to make this last, but Severus was already too close. Harry had been touching him for mere moments and he felt like a pathetic teenager again, ready to come all over himself at a strong breeze.
Pulling away gently, Harry placed a few kitten licks to his entrance and leaned up to whisper in Severus’s ear. “Can I?”
Severus knew what he wanted. But Harry hadn’t asked for this before, not like he had with the other. Severus nodded carefully, leaning back against his lover.
“You sure.”
“Yes.”
Grasping his wand from under the pillow with his free hand Harry muttered an “Accio Lubricant!” and it soared into his palm from the bedside table with a muffled smack.
He gave Severus’s erection one long last stroke before pulling his hand away and unscrewing the small pot of lubricant. “Could…” Harry paused for a moment. “Do you think you could turn onto your back?”
Biting back a sarcastic reply, Severus turned over and scooted so that Harry hovered over him, green eyes boring into black ones. Harry reached a hand out and skidded his fingers over the slight ripple of muscle down Severus’s chest, traced the protrusion of his ribs, down to his too-skinny waist and sharp hip bones.
Severus shifted uncomfortably under the intensity of his gaze.
Fingers skimming lightly across Severus’s flushed erection, Harry chuckled quietly. “Don’t fidget. You’re beautiful.” Harry leaned down to kiss him again, and slicked his own cock with the lubricant gathered on his palm.
Harry’s cock nudged bluntly at his entrance and Severus spread his legs wider, trying to make it a bit easier for him. He pushed in slowly, too slow. Severus brought his legs up around Harry’s waist and drew him closer with the pressure from his heels. Harry sunk in to the hilt and cried out as he fell against Severus.
“Go on, you can move.”
His hips twitched and Harry pushed himself up onto his arms and pulled out carefully before pushing back in, as deep as he could.
“So good...” Harry whispered, pulling out nearly all the way and thrusting back in again. He wrapped his fist tightly around Severus’s cock and stroked up and down in time with his plunges into Severus’s body.
He rocked against him, his hips speeding up ever so slightly, and Severus felt Harry’s cock graze roughly over his prostate. The world shimmered at the edges of his vision and his back arched severely as Harry’s fist closed tighter around him and pulled harder.
“I love you,” Harry whispered and Severus came and came and came, bursts of color flooding his senses. Harry’s hips snapped against his and he rubbed his fingers lightly across Severus’s hip bones, gathering spilled come onto one finger and bringing it to his mouth to suck one long finger in. Harry’s eyes shut tight and he growled low in his throat, in his belly, and came deep within Severus.
Severus stroked across Harry’s back soothingly as the boy (would he ever stop considering him a boy?) collapsed against him, fighting to catch his breath.
Harry pulled out of him and rolled to the side of Severus carefully, face promptly breaking into a grin.
Severus snorted. “Proud of yourself are you?”
Harry’s grin didn’t waver. “That was brilliant!”
“Mmm.” Severus only grunted. It had been one of the best shags of his life, but that didn’t mean he was going to inflate Potter’s ego any more than it already was.
“Oh please, as though I don’t know what that grunt means. You know that was one of the best sh--,”
A pillow cuffed Harry round the ear, shutting him up rather effectively.
“Go to sleep, Potter.”
“Harry.”
“Potter.”
Severus buried his head deep into a pillow but could practically hear Harry’s eyes roll.
“Did you mean it?”
Severus remained silent but gave in when Harry didn’t elaborate.
“Mean what, Potter?”
“That this was just a one time thing.”
“Yes.”
“Oh.” Severus glanced up and caught the disappointment in Harry’s eyes. “Well, alright then.”
Severus sighed and gathered the boy to him (No he wasn’t ever going to stop thinking of Harry as a boy.)
“We’ll see, Harry.” Harry smiled at that. “We’ll see.”
- end -
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Title: Beginner's Luck
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: RIMMING!!! And fluff. :D
Notes: Written to celebrate hp_rimming hitting 200 Watchers and 100 Members!!! *dances* So if you haven't joined/friended us, pleeeeease do!!! *pimpity pimp pimp* Snogs to Anise for the read-through!
“What are you doing?”
“Um… nothing?”
“Potter…”
“Oh come on Severus, just this once? And don’t call me Potter!”
Severus sighed and turned onto his side a bit so he could see Harry. “No.”
“No to not calling me Potter or no to having my tongue up your arse?”
“Both.”
Harry scowled and crossed his arms over his chest, looking ready to have quite the little pout. “Why not?”
“Because I’ve always called you Potter, Potter.”
“No not that you greasy git, why won’t you let me… you know.”
“Have your tongue up my arse?” Severus asked, arching an eyebrow.
Harry nodded.
“Because.”
“Oi! That’s not a reason,” Harry shouted.
“I’m right here Potter, there’s no need to shout.” Harry stuck his tongue out. “And that’s all the reason you need. Now put your tongue back in your mouth before I bite it off.”
Harry rolled his eyes and continued to sulk, but slipped his tongue back into his mouth. “You do it to me all the time! I don’t see why you should get to have all the fun.”
“Fun, Potter?”
“Yes, fun. I want to see what it’s like! I know what it feels like to have it done; now I want to know what it feels to like to do it.” Harry was so matter of fact that Severus couldn’t help chuckling to himself.
“Don’t laugh at me!”
“I’m not laughing at you Potter, I’m laughing at-- oh no, you’re right, I am laughing at you.” A swinging pillow caught Severus on the chin and knocked him back onto his stomach.
Harry looked frightened for a moment but was unable to choke back the laughter threatening to spill forth. “I-- I’m s-sorry S-s-Severus, I didn’t mean to--,” He collapsed back onto the bed in a fit of laughter.
“Find my pain amusing do you?” Severus asked, letting a mock-sneer slip onto his face.
Harry was beyond words, the tremors of his laughter shaking the entire bed.
“No, I just, you - the look on your face, just-- hahahahahaha!” Harry dissolved into laughter again and Severus rolled his eyes and kicked him in the shin with one bare foot.
That snapped him back to his senses a bit again. “Hey, what was that for!?”
“Got your attention, didn’t it?”
Harry giggled again. “Yes, and for what purpose Professor?”
“Don’t call me that, it makes me sound like a dirty old man. Besides, I haven’t been your Professor for nearly two years now.”
“You are a dirty old man. And being my professor never stopped you before. Why I remember that first time, in sixth year when you-- oof!” Harry was promptly tackled by six odd feet of Potions Master.
“You know maybe if you shut your mouth every once in a while, I would let you put it to better use.” Severus’s tones were silky and soft, and Harry shivered beneath him, like he always did. Severus knew Harry loved it when he got like this.
“Yeah?” Harry squeaked.
“Indeed,” Severus whispered, kissing his way down to Harry’s neck to suck the spot at Harry’s throat that always made his eyelids flutter and his body go limp in Severus’s arms. “Now,” Severus said, nipping gently at Harry’s throat and ghosting warm air across the abused flesh. “Are you sure that you’re up to the challenge?”
Harry inhaled sharply as Severus bit a particularly sensitive spot on his neck and cried out, “Yes!”
“Alright then,” he whispered, his voice quiet and so soft. “Just this once.”
Harry’s eyes snapped open. “Really?”
“Yes, really.”
“Um, alright. Okay.” Harry slipped carefully out from under Severus and crawled across the bed so that he was behind him. “On your stomach, Severus.”
Severus smiled to himself and complied. “Do you want me to tuck my knees up under myself?”
“Yes…yes. That will make things a bit easier.” Harry’s voice was firm, authoritative.
Severus pushed up onto his arms and slid his knees up under himself, then lowered his arms to the bed to pillow his head on them.
Hesitant fingers, warm and soft, traced delicately down from the base of his spine across his entrance and Severus shivered involuntarily. Harry probed gently at his opening with his fingertips before leaning down to flick his tongue quickly across warm skin. Severus moaned quietly and his hips twitched as he could feel his burgeoning erection.
“Good?” Harry asked, a trace of hesitation coming through in his voice. Severus nodded quickly against his hands and Harry must have taken that as a sign that he should continue, as the warm tongue returned and Severus moaned again, a little louder this time.
Pulling his fingers back to spread Severus more fully, Harry licked a long swathe up from just behind Severus’s balls to the top of his crack. “You taste different than I thought you would,” Harry mused, and Severus could hear the sound of him licking his lips. “Not bad, just… different.”
He licked again across his tight, rosy pucker and Severus groaned low in his throat as Harry dared to push his tongue ever so slightly into his entrance, as though testing the waters. “Go ahead,” Severus ground out and Harry was quick to comply. His slick tongue, warm and wet with saliva, wedged its way slowly past the tight ring of muscle and, pulling Severus’s cheeks apart even further, Harry began to fuck him with it, slow and as deep as he could manage.
“Yessssss.” Snape could hear something that sounded halfway between a cry and a hiss and was surprised to realise it was himself. It had been so long since anyone had touched him the way Harry was, so long since he had felt comfortable enough to even think about letting it happen. So long since he had been in love.
Harry’s fingers skidded across his thigh and reached around to take Severus’s erection in a warm palm. He bucked sharply into Harry’s fist as it closed around him and Harry moaned against him, burying his face deeper into Severus’s sweaty crack, shoving his tongue further and further into him. Harry stroked Severus slowly, as though he wanted to make this last, but Severus was already too close. Harry had been touching him for mere moments and he felt like a pathetic teenager again, ready to come all over himself at a strong breeze.
Pulling away gently, Harry placed a few kitten licks to his entrance and leaned up to whisper in Severus’s ear. “Can I?”
Severus knew what he wanted. But Harry hadn’t asked for this before, not like he had with the other. Severus nodded carefully, leaning back against his lover.
“You sure.”
“Yes.”
Grasping his wand from under the pillow with his free hand Harry muttered an “Accio Lubricant!” and it soared into his palm from the bedside table with a muffled smack.
He gave Severus’s erection one long last stroke before pulling his hand away and unscrewing the small pot of lubricant. “Could…” Harry paused for a moment. “Do you think you could turn onto your back?”
Biting back a sarcastic reply, Severus turned over and scooted so that Harry hovered over him, green eyes boring into black ones. Harry reached a hand out and skidded his fingers over the slight ripple of muscle down Severus’s chest, traced the protrusion of his ribs, down to his too-skinny waist and sharp hip bones.
Severus shifted uncomfortably under the intensity of his gaze.
Fingers skimming lightly across Severus’s flushed erection, Harry chuckled quietly. “Don’t fidget. You’re beautiful.” Harry leaned down to kiss him again, and slicked his own cock with the lubricant gathered on his palm.
Harry’s cock nudged bluntly at his entrance and Severus spread his legs wider, trying to make it a bit easier for him. He pushed in slowly, too slow. Severus brought his legs up around Harry’s waist and drew him closer with the pressure from his heels. Harry sunk in to the hilt and cried out as he fell against Severus.
“Go on, you can move.”
His hips twitched and Harry pushed himself up onto his arms and pulled out carefully before pushing back in, as deep as he could.
“So good...” Harry whispered, pulling out nearly all the way and thrusting back in again. He wrapped his fist tightly around Severus’s cock and stroked up and down in time with his plunges into Severus’s body.
He rocked against him, his hips speeding up ever so slightly, and Severus felt Harry’s cock graze roughly over his prostate. The world shimmered at the edges of his vision and his back arched severely as Harry’s fist closed tighter around him and pulled harder.
“I love you,” Harry whispered and Severus came and came and came, bursts of color flooding his senses. Harry’s hips snapped against his and he rubbed his fingers lightly across Severus’s hip bones, gathering spilled come onto one finger and bringing it to his mouth to suck one long finger in. Harry’s eyes shut tight and he growled low in his throat, in his belly, and came deep within Severus.
Severus stroked across Harry’s back soothingly as the boy (would he ever stop considering him a boy?) collapsed against him, fighting to catch his breath.
Harry pulled out of him and rolled to the side of Severus carefully, face promptly breaking into a grin.
Severus snorted. “Proud of yourself are you?”
Harry’s grin didn’t waver. “That was brilliant!”
“Mmm.” Severus only grunted. It had been one of the best shags of his life, but that didn’t mean he was going to inflate Potter’s ego any more than it already was.
“Oh please, as though I don’t know what that grunt means. You know that was one of the best sh--,”
A pillow cuffed Harry round the ear, shutting him up rather effectively.
“Go to sleep, Potter.”
“Harry.”
“Potter.”
Severus buried his head deep into a pillow but could practically hear Harry’s eyes roll.
“Did you mean it?”
Severus remained silent but gave in when Harry didn’t elaborate.
“Mean what, Potter?”
“That this was just a one time thing.”
“Yes.”
“Oh.” Severus glanced up and caught the disappointment in Harry’s eyes. “Well, alright then.”
Severus sighed and gathered the boy to him (No he wasn’t ever going to stop thinking of Harry as a boy.)
“We’ll see, Harry.” Harry smiled at that. “We’ll see.”
- end -
Feedback is Golden.
And on another note, GIP!!! *snuggles icon* :P (Yes, I posted this already, and changed the timestamp, but that is only because I posted this right before LJ went down, and I am a shameless pimp/whore, sorry if you've already seen it!! <33 :D)