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By the end of February, Harry and Severus’ relationship was considered official by Harry. He had only come to Severus at weekends, ever since Valentines, so technically, they had only had sex twice more. But Harry knew for sure now. The man that he used to think unapproachable and stoic was actually just curled himself in thick layers of clothes and protected himself. Once the hard shell was cracked open, he was sweeter than any chocolate the world had to offer, and who Harry was to decline such a lovely treat.
He savoured every moment he had with the man, his eyes followed black silhouette everywhere, as long as he caught sight of it. He observed the way Severus moved, the way he carried himself with confidence and dignity. Harry looked at him with affection, with amazement, and with deep-rooted desire.
He thought of the man all the time now, and it filled him a strange sense of completion.
If before, Harry’s thought about Severus was like a background music, now, it had grown into a full time thought that made everything else pale in comparison. His obsession with Severus was only growing, but right now, it was mixed with his immense feelings, as long as burning desire for the man. It was like a wildfire that threatened to consume Harry’s whole, and he was basking in that fire like a devil from hell.
Harry chuckled at that comparison, and he finished writing his homework. Hermione was looking at him strangely, and once he was done, she poked him with her elbow, “You know, you look a lot like a man in love these days, smiling out of nowhere and keep sighing in class. Everyone is talking, Harry.”
“Oh?” Harry closed his books and stretched.
“Yes, they are guessing if you are dating anyone. There is even a pool going on.” Hermione winced.
“Are you guys allowed to place bets?” Harry asked.
“Of course not, mate.” Ron snickered, “But we were bribed to give them suggestions.”
Hermione huffed, “Which is entirely cheating.”
“How much did you get? Can I get a share?” Harry grinned.
“Of course.” Ron sat up and pulled out his bottomless pouch that Hermione gave him, “We only told them that that person is tall and good at potions. So far, even Malfoy’s name has come up.”
Harry chuckled, thinking about the incident last week.
Malfoy had definitely seen most of their encounter, and based on the state of his arousal at that point, he had definitely seen too much. Harry had briefly considered Obliviating the blonde, but on the next day, Draco was barely able to look Harry in the eye, and there had been no rumour. Maybe the Malfoy heir finally understood how to keep his mouth shut.
Harry rolled his eyes and brought his mind back to Ron. They chatted about the pool that was going on at Hogwarts, and they talked about homework, then Hogsmeade, then back to Valentine’s Day.
“Honestly, mate, Snape must be very good to be able to make you this happy.” Ron said, checking the Muffliato one more before saying, “I have never seen you so cheerful after the war.”
“Yeah,” Harry smiled, “I think I’m down bad…”
“Oh, Harry. I’m so glad for you.” Hermione grabbed his hands and squeezed slightly.
“How often do you guys see each other, anyway, now that Snape didn’t even assign you detention anymore,” Ron raised an eyebrow.
“Well, I came to him during weekends, since those were the only days he didn’t have class in the morning.” Harry shrugged.
“Honestly mate, I have no idea how you do it. Like, I might go crazy.” Ron darted his gaze to Hermione.
“Hush, Ron.” Hermione scoffed, but blushed anyway.
Harry hummed.
To be honest, he didn’t know how he was able to get through.either. Everyday, he felt a physical tug that pulled himself in the direction of the man. And when he saw the man, his desire flared like fire. It hurt him to just ignore it and wait, and it was eating him up from the inside as well.
Harry had, more than once, considered just moving to the dungeon and having the man at every occasion. Or maybe a long, undisturbed honeymoon, but he doubted that the Headmistress would allow it when he was still a student.
Maybe after graduation, he would take up teaching, just to see if he was able to move back to Hogwarts and take the Defence post.
“Anyway, have you seen this yet, mate?” Ron took out a magazine that attracted Harry’s attention immediately.
“What is it?” Harry asked.
“Confisticated it from the Fifth year. It’s about girls, you wouldn’t like it. But there is an article that me and Hermione…” Ron waggled his eyebrow, and received a hiss from Hermione.
“What’s it about?” Harry scooted closer, and Ron gave him the paper.
On the page of the magazine, decorated by moving knickers and bras was an article: “HOW TO SPICE THINGS UP WITH YOUR PARTNER.”
Harry raised an eyebrow and scanned the text.
“So, anything that interests you?” Ron bumped him with his elbow.
“Oh yes.” Harry grinned, and he gave Ron the magazine.
“Gonna try with Snape?” Ron smirked.
“Who else am I gonna try with?” Harry asked.
“I don’t want to know that information, but somehow, I am curious about the outcome.” Ron laughed, “You do know there is some kinky stuff in there.”
“And you are about to try it with Hermione.” Harry shrugged.
“Harry!” Hermione gasped, her face red with embarrassment.
“Oh, we are adults now, Hermione, you can talk about that in the open.” Harry smiled.
“It’s indecent.” Hermione sighed.
“You sound just like Severus.” Harry chuckled, and the desire that was clawing him from the inside flared again, this time, so much more unbearable.
That night, he went to sleep with the thought of the man swarming his thoughts, and the moment he opened his eyes, his desire was in his blood, rushing to every corner of his body, and Harry couldn’t just squash it down like he did everyday.
Harry cleaned himself, and when he got ready for the day, he took his Invisibility Cloak with him.
He didn’t have any class in the morning, and he had a clear plan of what he would like to do.
After breakfast, Harry walked out of the Great Hall alone, and once in a dark corner, he put on his Invisibility Cloak, adding a Soundless charm on his feet and the fabric, then he started to walk to the dungeon.
There was a class of Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs third year in the morning, and when the last of the students walked into the classroom, Harry grabbed the door, slowly pulled it out, walked in, and carefully closed it.
All the students were seated and quiet, so they didn’t notice the door’s strange movement, but Severus, who was directly opposite to it did, and he glared at Harry’s direction,
“Miss Verona, mind your dunderhead brain to close the door properly next time you enter the class. Should I find anything unwanted in this chamber that affects the quality of the potions, I shall not hesitate to assign a month of detention. 5 points from Hufflepuff.” Severus grunted.
The man seemed to be in a bad mood.
Harry chuckled when he saw the students whined and mumbled something incoherent. Despite being a war hero, Severus was no less mean. On bad days, he was even worse.
Good thing Harry knew exactly how to cheer the man up.
Harry strolled to the teacher’s table. He listened to Severus’ lecture. The man was talking about Hangover potion, which was an easy brew. He went through the properties of the ingredients briefly, things to remember when brewing in order to not turn the thing into poison.
His voice was rumbling low in the classroom, and Harry wondered how he had gone 6 years without noticing how good it was. If he wasn’t so frightened of the man, he might be in love in 4th year.
Harry sighed.
As Severus was reaching the end, Harry snapped out of his trance and walked closer. He briefly brushed his fingers against Severus’.
The man’s elegant finger twitched, but his speech didn’t falter. Harry chuckled, and he was more daring. He withdrew his hand, and after a moment, brushed it against the man’s ear..
Severus’ eyebrow twitched, and Harry noticed how he was summing up his lecture, so he moved forward and placed a kiss on Severus’ cheek, knowing how weak the man was to that particular gesture.
He was pressing tightly against the man, and the man’s elegant finger was touching Harry’s hard cock slightly, and Harry resisted his urge to just thrust into it.
He planted several kisses on Severus’ face, until his ears, which were under his curtain of hair, reddened, and he had to stop his lecture to sit down.
Harry let out a devilish smile, and when the students started to walk toward the storage room, Harry hugged Severus from behind, pressing his face on the man’s shoulder.
“What are you doing?” Severus murmured, his voice barely audible.
“Cheering you up.” Harry hummed, casting a Muffliato.
“What you are doing is entirely unethical and inappropriate. I am a professor, Mister Potter.” Severus said, dipping his quill in the inkpot and started scribbling what Harry assumed was Potions recipe.
“You are.” Harry nuzzled the man’s neck, and he inhaled deeply, “I miss you, you know.”
“You saw me at breakfast.” Severus said.
“No…” Harry’s hand slid down along Severus’ back, and the man tensed slightly, “I saw you last weekend.”
“And I assume that you would do it again, which is tomorrow.” Severus frowned.
“I can’t wait. I miss you.” Harry hummed, and he finally leaned in, kissing and licking Severus’ skin.
Severus stopped writing for a moment to steady himself at what Harry was doing, and then he looked around.
The first group of students was coming back, and Severus lowered his voice, warning, “I’ll see you after class.”
“No can do. I want you now.” Harry murmured, “Cast an illusion charm.”
“No.” But Severus’ words barely left his lips when Harry’s body left him, and sat there, panicked.
Harry shuffled under the table quickly. It was quite a large one, and even though he was an adult, he could sit on the ground with no problem at all. He placed his hands on Severus’ knee, and the man gasped, his left hand immediately found Harry’s head and pushed him away, but Harry chuckled and parted the man’s legs apart.
“Harry…” Severus grunted and looked down.
Harry looked and knew immediately that Severus had already put on an Illusion charm. He pulled his Invisibility Cloak down, and smiled brightly at Severus before leaning in his crotch and pressed his nose there.
Severus let out a soft whine, and his hand tugged Harry’s hair slightly.
“Stop, please…”
“You are having a pussy today?” Harry smirked, and Severus’ legs twitched at the words.
The man blushed hotly, and Harry could feel the way he was fighting with himself over this.
“I actually miss that, you know. After that one time, you have never let me see your beautiful cunt again.” Harry narrowed his eyes, and Severus glared at him.
“Shut up.” He grunted.
“You like it when I talk dirty to you, Severus. No need to deny it.” Harry pressed his nose against the man’s clit, and Severus shook, darting a look at the class before looking down again.
Despite his words, Harry could see how lust was burning inside the man, and how he was not stopping Harry wholeheartedly.
A simple Stupefy could have done the trick.
Harry hummed, and he started to kiss and nuzzle Severus’ crotch. His touches feathery and teasing, and he could feel some of the man’s subtle twitches. The scent as well, slowly turned stronger as Severus trembled under Harry’s tease.
“What will your students say, Severus, when they know their most feared professor was getting wet inside his pants right now, having Harry Potter kissing him under the table?”
A muffled moan came from the man above him, and Harry chuckled.
Severus was not looking at him anymore, and he was still trying to sit still, despite the way his legs were shaking slightly.
Harry hummed and took out his wand. He placed it on Severus’ crotch, right above the man’s clit.
Severus tensed, and as he darted a look at Harry, Harry smiled, “Sit very still for me, love.” He said, before slowly sliding Severus’ pants open.
The fabric was cut nicely, and as the tip of Harry’s wand briefly grazed the man’s twitching clit, his leg jolted.
“I won’t hurt you, Severus.” Harry chuckled, and he pulled his wand a few more inches downward, until he reached the man’s glistened vagina.
It was so wet and already twitching.
Harry made an approving sound, and he looked up, taking in the complete sight of Severus.
The man was still wearing a lot of layers, buttoned up all the way to his neck like an armour. Yet, his pants were cut open, and under all that thick clothes, his cunt was soaking wet from all Harry’s teases. His entrance, tight and wet, was gaping on thin air. It was lovely, and Harry’s mouth salivated at the sight.
It was such a thrill, having this sight all to himself. He wanted to worship this body…
Harry thought, and he leaned in, pressed a kiss on the man’s clit. At the soft gasp that Severus failed to contain, Harry hummed, and he reached out, murmuring, “Cancel the Illusion charm.”
“What?” Severus blinked.
“I’ll keep the Muffliato. Cancel the charm.” Harry repeated, and he kissed Severus’ clit again, causing the man to whine.
“I can’t.” Severus frowned, “There are students.”
“You are always so good at hiding how you feel, Severus. Do it, then I’ll fuck you without restraint once we are done.” Harry murmured, and he left trails of kisses along the line of the cut.
Severus seemed to think about it for a moment, then he kicked Harry’s thigh with the tip of his shoe before cancelling the Illusion charm. His real face was now exposed for everyone to see, and his posture straightened.
Harry was amazed at how fast Severus adjusted himself, and how tense the man had become. Harry didn’t want to do anything intense, though. He wished for Severus to be on edge for the duration of the class, so he adjusted himself to a comfortable position before leaning in and gave Seveurs’ twitching clit a firm, hard lick.
Severus’ thighs immediately went rigid on either side of Harry’s body, and his breathing stopped.
Harry hummed, and he repeated the movement. He pressed the small bud with his tongue a few times, and when Severus started to show signs of shaking, he stopped for a moment before changing his tactic. His tongue flickered across the small bud, and as Severus’ breathing grew ragged, he increased the pace for a brief two seconds before moving back, taking in the sight.
It was merely a few minutes, but the state of Severus’ cunt had changed drastically. Severus’s entrance was overflowing with clear fluid, twitching fervently around nothing. It was soaking wet, crimson with arousal, and looked utterly delicious.
Harry looked at how the man was still trying to maintain his composure in front of the class, and he couldn’t help the surge of emotion within him.
Harry let out a trembling breath before aiming toward Severus’ swollen clit again, but a hand stopped him, sliding in his hair and tugging him gently.
“Please…” Harry heard Severus through the man’s gritted teeth.
He was trying to beg, despite having to keep up the pretence, and oh, how lovely was that.
Severus Snape, sitting at his teacher’s table, begging for his cunt to be licked.
Who was Harry to deny such an adorable plea.
Harry hummed, and he moved slowly, leaning it to distribute ghostly kisses on the clothed thighs, rubbing, nuzzling them slowly. Then, he inched closer to the centre, looking at the cut that he had done precisely earlier, and kissed the edge of the skin there slowly. He moved in circles, avoiding the man’s shuddering clit but caressed his fold, gathering just a little bit of the dripping juice on his tongue.
Harry could feel the way Severus was shaking with anticipation from all the feathery touches, and he continued with his tactic for another minutes before Severus couldn’t take it anymore and whined, urging Harry by squeezing his thighs on both sides of Harry’s head,
Harry smirked at the man’s movement, and kept kissing the outer fold, even blowing softly on the man's clit, tickling him with ghostly touch and giving him nothing at all.
Severus groaned, finally, and his hand, which was in Harry’s hair, tugged painfully before pushing Harry’s face directly on his cunt, and Harry met him with a firm lick, dipping his tongue past the first ring of muscles before retracting.
Severus’ whole body jolted, and he looked at the class briefly, making sure that no one was looking in his direction before pressing his pelvis into Harry’s mouth and rolling his hips.
One smooth, blissful movement, and Harry’s eyes narrowed happily before he pulled back briefly.
Severus’ stomach was shaking in an attempt to keep his reaction at bay, but his cheeks were slightly pink, already betraying his effort.
Harry smirked, and he started to tease the man again, not repeating the same licking motion, although the entrance of heaven was only millimetres away from his face. To dip his tongue in and have a taste of that overflowing fluid would be more than a reward, but Harry didn’t do it. He flicked his tongue, giving small, teasing touches. He kissed the man’s fold, and enveloped the engorged clit briefly before drawing back, not giving anything.
Severus was so tense Harry felt like he might snap, and the fact that he was still keeping an eye on his students amazed Harry.
But after 5 minutes of teasing, Severus couldn’t take it anymore. He was soaked, his clit desperately asked for attention, and his body empty. He huffed and pushed Harry’s head tightly against his crotch, and again, Harry gave him a rewarding lick. Firm and hot, before dipping past his barrier and sinking inside the tight wall of muscles.
Severus held Harry’s head tightly, but this time, Harry was not backing out. He let Severus’ juice smear all over his face while he rolled his tongue around, not missing a single spot.
Severus’ whole body was shuddering, and his face was slowly looking like he was ready to kill.
Any student looking his way must be terrified, because the class was dead silent, with only the sound of bubbling cauldrons.
Harry hummed, and then, he started slurping.
The sound was abrupt in the quiet classroom, and even though only Severus and Harry could hear, the fact that Harry’s slurping was audible burned Severus in shame.
He tried to push Harry away, but this time, Harry was not budging. He started eating Severus sloppily, and as he licked Severus’ juice into his mouth, he made a loud squelching sound, making the man tremble in both pleasure and shame.
He was being eaten in front of the whole classroom, and should Harry’s Muffliato falter, then his students would be able to hear everything.
Taking pity on the trembling man, Harry reduced the pace a bit, and he started to move as if he was massaging the flesh. It wasn’t the teasing touches, feathery but not enough. Instead, it was steady kisses and licked here and there, enough for pleasure, but not with the purpose of making Severus orgasm.
It was pleasant, it seemed, being eaten out like that, because Severus relaxed again, and his fingers on Harry’s head started to move in slow strokes, caressing Harry’s scalp.
Harry hummed, and he continued. It was long, and his jaw was aching, but the way Severus was petting him was more than a reward, so he continued until Severus spoke up, his voice hoarse but still powerful enough to attract the attention of the whole class.
“Time’s up. Put your potion…” Suddenly, his clit was sucked hard, and Severus choked on the word for half a second before continuing, “in a vial, leave it on the table, and…” A flicker of tongue, then, Harry took Severus’ clit in his mouth entirely, enveloping it in the wetness, “l-eave.” Severus grunted, grabbing Harry’s hair.
Harry was not moving. He was not doing anything, just kept Severus’ clit in his mouth, but Severus was shaking more and more violently, as if he was coming from the gesture alone.
Harry remembered how Seveurs had reacted the same last time when Harry held Severus’ cock while fucking him, and the man had come so fast.
Harry took a mental note, and as he heard students’ footsteps, he started sucking.
Severus’ thighs shook violently at Harry’s sudden onslaught, and when the last students got out of the room, the lock clicked loudly before Severus rolled his hips against Harry’s mouth and let out a guttural moan.
“Fuck!” He hissed, pushing his pelvis in Harry’s direction, and Harry rewarded him with a firm lick before moving his tongue in circles, dipping in where he knew Severus liked it. Severus tossed his head back and moaned, his back arched as he silently demanded for more. Harry gave him, gladly, and after several continuous movements, Severus came with a satisfactory groan, shuddering and squirting on Harry’s chin.
His juices got all over Harry, and he came for a long minute before coming down, drenched in his own fluid and trembling from ecstasy.
Harry smiled, not bothering to clean his face and looked at Severus from his place on the floor.
“So I assume that you like it?” He asked.
“Shut up, Potter.” Severus said, his breath was still slightly uneven.
He sat there, his body would jerked occasionally as pleasure had yet to leave. He was relaxed, as his body sagged against his chair, defenceless and open under Harry’s gaze.
He was not hiding himself anymore.
When Harry was thinking that he could sit like this for the rest of the day, eating Severus out and hearing the man moan, Seveurs looked at him, “I have compromised your ridiculous demand. Pay up, Potter.”
Harry chuckled, “Here?”
Severus looked around, then he looked as if he was really contemplating the choice before saying “Not here.”
“Storage room?” Harry smirked.
“Shut up.” Severus frowned, “We’ll head back to my quarter.”
“Alright.” Harry got out of his hiding place and stood, extending his hands toward Severus, and the man swatted Harry’s hand away.
“Fix my clothes.” Severus frowned.
“Why, I’ll fuck you anyway, later.” Harry smirked.
“Do you expect me to Apparated back, Potter? Much as I am flattered by your judgement that I possess such…” Severus grumbled.
“No.” Harry leaned closer and narrowed his eyes, “I want you to walk back.”
Severus widened his eyes, and he gritted his teeth, “I will not be humiliated like this, Potter.”
“And I don’t want to humiliate you.” Harry kissed Severus’ cheek, despite the man’s snarl, “I want to keep you on edge. Your coat is long, and you have your cloak, no one will see. No one will know but you and me.” Harry murmured next to the man’s ears. His heart fluttered at the way they were in a deep shade of red.
“I…” Severus already looked swayed, and Harry chuckled, knowing he had won. The man was weak to soft words, as well as pleasure.
Such a treasure.
Harry hummed and kissed Severus’ cheek again, “Let’s go, Severus. I promise to fuck you once we get there.”
Severus finally stood, and when he did, his coat slid down, covering the tear at the bottom of his trouser. Severus blushed hotly, and Harry stepped closer to the man, placing a kiss on the panting lips, then slid his hand down, grazing the man’s soaked cunt.
Severus hissed, and he glared at Harry weakly, but Harry immediately drew back, and Severus let out a soft whine.
“Let’s go?” Harry murmured.
“I hate you.” Seveurs grumbled, and Harry laughed brightly.
The potion classroom was not actually that far from Severus’ quarter. It was just about 2 hallways, and there was rarely any wandering student.
Severus walked out first, and Harry followed. They were just about to walk that short distance when Minerva suddenly appeared at the other end of the hallways, looking like she was searching for something, or someone. When she spotted them, she immediately made her way toward them, and Harry didn’t miss the way Severus’ shoulder tensed.
“Oh Severus, Harry. Such a surprise seeing you two together. Anyway, Severus, I have some matters I would like to discuss with you. It won’t take long. I presume Mister Potter could wait?” She looked at Harry, and Harry smiled brightly.
“Of course, Headmistress.”
He made his way to the other side of the hallway, and ignored the pointed look that Severus gave him.
Whatever Minerva was in need of, it must be urgent, because she looked serious. And after a while, Severus’ expression also shifted slightly.
As they sank into conversation, Harry stood there and observed Severus’ posture. He had always kept himself upright and dignified, but at the moment, he was rigid and kept pulling his cloak to cover his front. He might be doing it unconsciously, but his movement stirred Harry’s stomach, feeding his bursting arousal.
He had been eating the man’s pussy for almost two hours, and the fact that he could restrain himself to his extent surprised even himself.
It took Minerva 30 minutes, Harry estimated, and once they were done, they both looked a lot more relieved.
“Thank you, Severus, for your help.” She smiled, “Now go, Harry looked like he was about to bolt and rescue you.”
“Minerva, whatever it is that you are implying…” Severus narrowed his eyes.
“I’m not implying anything.” She chuckled, then shrugged, “I’m just glad you two are getting along.”
Then she made her leave.
Severus grumbled, and once Minerva was out of sight, Harry walked to him, grinning, “I think she knows.”
“That sly cat.” Severus huffed.
“You are not denying it.” Harry looked at the man, amazed.
“There’s nothing to deny, Potter.” Severus narrowed his eyes.
That was what Severus said, but the moment the door of his office closed, his arms immediately wrapped around Harry’s neck, allowing Harry to kiss him senseless.
“Y-You promised…” Severus gasped between kisses, and Harry chuckled.
“My hands are busy.” He said, and to demonstrate, he pulled Severus closer with one hand, and with the other, he pinned Severus’ nape in place, kissing the man even deeper.
“Mn…” Severus melted, and his hand came down to open Harry’s trouser, freeing his cock.
Harry hissed at the sensation, and with one look, he found out that he too, was wet inside his pants.
Severus’ face looked like it was ready to burst into flame, and he squirmed in place.
“Want you…” Harry pushed Severus against the door, and he lifted Severus’ leg up, nudging the purple tip of his cock to the man’s entrance.
“Ah…” Severus tossed his head back, exposing his neck, and Harry leaned in immediately.
“You smell so good, Severus. And you taste wonderful. Do you have any idea what you are doing to me?” Harry growled, and with one smooth motion, he slid inside Severus’ oozing pussy.
“Oh…” Severus gasped, and his whole body tensed slightly before relaxing again and swallowed Harry’s tips, clenching and spasming around it.
“Fuck! So wet…” Harry pinned Severus tightly against the wall, and as the man tried to steady himself, Harry lifted his other leg up in the air, and Severus yelped, immediately wrapping his legs around Harry’s back.
“Hold on tight to me.” Harry murmured, and then he started to thrust, burying himself deep in Severus’ tempting body and pulled out slightly before ramming back in. His movement smooth and practised.
Severus almost screamed from the intensity, and the pleasure blinded him. In this position, he was helpless, and he could do nothing but hang onto Harry and take what the young man was giving him.
His pussy was spasming around Harry, and Harry could tell the way Severus’ body was demanding for an orgasm.
He continued to thrust vigorously into the tight heat, and as Severus arched his back and cried out, he leaned down and sucked an erected nipple into his mouth.
“ AH!!!” Severus’ expression was coloured with ecstasy, and his inner wall spasm as he came, gushing his juices all over Harry’s cock and stomach.
“Fuck!” Harry cursed, “Your pussy Severus. Are you trying to bite me off?” Harry held Severus tightly as he continued to thrust in.
Severus sobbed onto Harry’s shoulder as he continued to cum for another minute. With each of Harry’s thrust, the man’s squirt came out, soaking them both. And once he was done, Harry grumbled before emptying himself inside, pleasure spreading across his body like drugs.
Harry gasped and tried to thrust as much as he could before his cock softened.
“Mn…” Severus moaned as Harry slid out, and when Harry finally left his body, a string of cum followed him out, leaking out of Seveurs’ abused cunt.
“You are exquisite, love.” Harry kissed Severus’ lips, and he brought his hand up to touch the wet fold of Severus’ pussy. “Do you want more?”
Before Severus could answer, Harry had already slid his fingers inside the oversensitive walls, gliding around and found Severus’ sensitive spot.
“Ah… Harry…” Severus melted on Harry’s body, and he held onto the young man tightly, his hips trying to get away and grind down at the same time.
“So soft, so perfect.” Harry murmured, “You are going to take me again, and again, and again, I will fill you up with my cum, Severus.”
At that, Severus let out a wretched moan, and his cunt squeezed Harry’s finger tightly.
“Do you like that? Do you like the idea of me cumming inside you so much you couldn’t hold them all?”
Severus sobbed, and his hips thrusted as he tried to fuck himself on Harry’s fingers.
“Yes?” Harry chuckled, and he grinded his fingers, causing Severus to cry out in bliss, “You want my cum, do you? And you want to be filled up like a slut. How about I fuck you and keep my cum inside you while you teach, Severus?”
Severus sobbed, his voice wretched and his body went rigid. Harry thrusted his fingers deeper, and continued, “You will walk into a class with a plug, filled with my cum, and as you move around, you will be able to feel my cum trickle out of your cunt. Is that what you want? Walking around with sperm soaking your underwear?”
“Harry…” Severus whimpered, and he sounded so desperate, “Please… please…”
“Is that what you want? Love?” Harry brought the tip of his cock to Severus’ leaking cunt, “Do you want to walk into the Great Hall while you are leaking?” Harry asked, and the moment he thrusted his hard cock inside, Severus came, gushing squirt all over Harry’s length and the floor, and Harry chuckled, knowing he had managed to find another of the man’s kinks.
How lovely.
Severus’ entire body jerked and quivered from the pleasure, and as he came down from his high, Harry started to fuck into him again, causing him to tense and wail in bliss.
“You are like a treasure box, Severus. And one day, I’ll manage to find out everything you like.” Harry pulled Severus closer to him, one hand on the man’s back while the other supported the man’s bum, “And I’ll break you with so much pleasure you suffocate.”
Harry chuckled, and when Severus spasmed around him, he knew that the man was more than amenable for that suggestion.
And you will never be able to leave me.
Harry’s mind added, and he sank his teeth into Severus’ nape.
The man’s moan at the sensation was better than any alcohol in the world.
And Harry was addicted.