leela_cat (leela_cat) wrote in brewing_thanks, @ 2009-09-30 16:01:00 |
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The Intervention ~ for alisanne
Title: The Intervention — an unauthorised outtake from Two Lords a Leaping
Author: Leela (leela_cat)
Pairing: Snape/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warning(s): None
Word Count: ~700
Summary: Harry has developed a — completely rational as far as he's concerned — fear of statues. Severus wants to help him get over it.
Author's Notes: alisanne, thank you for everything. Not just your hard work as our co-captain, but all the cheerleading and reassurances and encouragement you gave me as I floundered through writing my story. We couldn't have done this without you.
"I think Alisanne's given me a phobia," Harry said, shifting until he stood slightly behind Severus, without taking his eyes off the statues that lined the Entrance Hall.
Severus stared down his nose at Harry. "What are you on about?"
"Them." Harry gestured at the statues. "You didn't see them move, did you?"
"Oh, for the love of... Harry, stop being such a ninny."
"Ninny?" Harry pressed his forehead against Severus's shoulder blade. "That's the best you can come up with? What happened to dunderhead? And brat? You could at least add insuff... umph"
If Harry's mouth hadn't been so busy returning Severus's kiss, he would have smirked. Letting Severus 'discover' the perfect way to shut him up had been one of Harry's better plans.
But then Harry caught a movement out of the corner of his eye, and he yanked his mouth away from Severus's, shoved Severus behind him, pulled out his wand, and opened his eyes as wide as they would go.
"What the—"
"It moved."
"What moved?"
"One of... them." Harry brandished his wand at the cowering statue of Parsimonious Fudge — a former Slytherin, and the only wizard to have survived the fifth battle of the third Goblin war, although he denied vehemently that he did so by hiding beneath the piled bodies of his comrades.
"They're supposed to move, Harry. They're wizarding statues," Severus said in an oddly gentle tone.
"But... oh God, I blinked."
Severus moved between Harry and the statues. Cupping Harry's face in his hands, Severus reassured him, "The quantum aliens are gone. The Doctor destroyed very last one of them."
"What if he missed one?"
"He didn't."
"You're sure?" Harry moved closer to Severus.
"I'm positive," Severus replied. Without releasing Harry's face, he stroked his thumbs across Harry's cheekbones. "Perhaps, however, a small intervention would assist your recovery."
"What kind of intervention?" Harry asked, pressing right up against Severus.
Instead of replying, Severus kissed him. His tongue swept across Harry's lower lip and then into Harry's mouth. Harry raised his arms and looped them around Severus's neck, drawing him closer. When Severus crowded forwards, Harry shuffled backwards.
Severus pressed Harry back against Parsimonious, between the statue's outstretched arms, and pushed a leg between Harry's. The flick of Severus's tongue inside Harry's mouth had Harry grinding his erection against Severus's thigh.
Pulling his mouth away, Harry complained, "Too short."
"Up," Severus said, bracing his legs before placing his hands beneath Harry's arse and lifting him.
Wrapping his legs around Severus's hips, Harry wriggled until he could feel Severus's erect cock against his own. He reached between them to open his jeans, but Severus batted his hand away.
"Hold on," Severus said, and Harry slid his hands into Severus's hair, barely even noticing its oily texture this time.
Then his jeans were undone, and Severus's robes and trousers parted, and their cocks were wrapped in Severus's warm hand. A lubrication spell coated their cocks, and Severus fisted them both, alternating between squeezing and gliding.
A thumb rubbed over the tip of Harry's cock, and he rocked into the movements of Severus's hand. As the need and the want rose inside him, he clutched at Severus's hair and kissed him. Then Severus began to move to the same rhythm, his hand and hips guiding Harry to move faster and faster, drawing Harry higher and higher, until Harry was coming. Severus's name was a wordless cry on his lips, Severus's semen spurting over his chest and stomach as Harry's orgasm shuddered through him.
They stayed there for a moment, their lips still touching, both of them panting. Then Harry kissed Severus again, gently, with all of the emotion that he didn't know how to say aloud. Severus's kiss said the same silent words back to him. And they held each other.
An odd creaking, grinding noise came from behind Harry. They pulled away. Harry dropped his feet to the ground, and they released each other.
Severus arched an eyebrow at the statue and commented, "Perhaps we should find a different location for the next intervention."
Harry's laughter rang through the Entrance Hall, as they made their way to the stairs that led to the dungeons.
~fin~