Challenge #23 - Firsts
Title: First Kiss
Author: jadzia7667
Pairing: Snarry
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Challenge: #23 - Firsts at snarry100.
Word Count: 100 x 2
Disclaimer: JKR rules the Potterverse, I do not.
All sound faded away. Harry watched the lips move. Thin, expressive, arousing lips. He flushed and turned away. He would not think of Snape’s mouth.
Harry started at the touch of a hand on his arm. Snape’s hand. Snape’s lips, oh God, Snape’s lips. Harry couldn’t focus on what he said, so nodded dumbly. Evidently that was the correct response. The lips quirked in satisfaction.
After dinner, he was pulled from his seat. Harry supposed he’d agreed, and followed along. Soon enough, Harry was dragged into an alcove, pressed up against the wall and kissed soundly for the first time.
Part Two
Hot urgency swamped his senses. Long fingers cupped his skull, pulled him closer. Those devastating lips rubbed at his expertly. A tongue probed, sweeping his mouth, overwhelming him with its intensity. A prominent nose brushed his cheek.
Harry’s hands crept up, clutching Snape’s shoulders. His mouth opened, catching as much of that devastating tongue as possible. His own tongue advanced, making a sensuous reconnaissance of the welcoming cavern that was currently trying to melt his brain cells and doing a damn fine job of it. Harry moaned and tried to breathe without letting go. Severus’ answering groan urged him on.
Author: jadzia7667
Pairing: Snarry
Rating: PG
Warnings: none
Challenge: #23 - Firsts at snarry100.
Word Count: 100 x 2
Disclaimer: JKR rules the Potterverse, I do not.
All sound faded away. Harry watched the lips move. Thin, expressive, arousing lips. He flushed and turned away. He would not think of Snape’s mouth.
Harry started at the touch of a hand on his arm. Snape’s hand. Snape’s lips, oh God, Snape’s lips. Harry couldn’t focus on what he said, so nodded dumbly. Evidently that was the correct response. The lips quirked in satisfaction.
After dinner, he was pulled from his seat. Harry supposed he’d agreed, and followed along. Soon enough, Harry was dragged into an alcove, pressed up against the wall and kissed soundly for the first time.
Part Two
Hot urgency swamped his senses. Long fingers cupped his skull, pulled him closer. Those devastating lips rubbed at his expertly. A tongue probed, sweeping his mouth, overwhelming him with its intensity. A prominent nose brushed his cheek.
Harry’s hands crept up, clutching Snape’s shoulders. His mouth opened, catching as much of that devastating tongue as possible. His own tongue advanced, making a sensuous reconnaissance of the welcoming cavern that was currently trying to melt his brain cells and doing a damn fine job of it. Harry moaned and tried to breathe without letting go. Severus’ answering groan urged him on.