Kristmas Wish Fulfilled for: alisanne
From: lilyseyes

Title: An Unexpected Gift
Characters/Pairings: Severus Snape / Harry Potter
Rating:NC-17
Kinks/Themes Included:First time, frottage, anal, wanking
Other Warnings/Content:None
Word Count:2960
Summary/Description:All Severus wants is a quiet Christmas Eve, with a drink, his favorite magazine, and a nice wank. Harry Potter has other ideas.
Author's Notes: Thank you to my lovely beta!

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Severus Snape sat back in his favorite chair, a small measure of brandy in a crystal snifter on the side table, and the latest edition of Swish and Flick on his lap. He flicked his wand at the fire, which flared enough to make the room comfortable. Loosening the belt on his dressing gown, Severus sighed as he opened the magazine cover. It was the first Christmas since the fall of the Dark Lord and Severus planned to take advantage of the situation by having some well-deserved time to himself. Minerva had assumed her rightful spot as Head of Hogwarts, while Severus, cleared of all charges, had returned to teaching Defense Against the Dark Arts. He'd graciously accepted his Order of Merlin, first class, but turned down invitations to the Ministry's gala events. He'd made enough sacrifices for the Wizarding world.

He'd earned this, Severus thought as he gave a fetching Asian male in the first picture a lingering glance, before turning the page. The white-blond on the next page gave him a saucy look and a wink, but Severus hurriedly flipped past, feeling slightly unnerved at his resemblance to Draco Malfoy. The next young man was dark haired and slender, his skin warm against the backdrop of white satin sheets, with a blush spreading across his chest and up his throat. A throat Severus would love to lick. One leg was bent, hiding Severus' view of the man's cock, which was disappointing as Severus' eyes followed the lines of the abdomen and thighs. The legs were toned with sinewy muscles and trailed down to a lovely foot.

Almost like Harry's a little voice whispered in his head. Severus groaned as brought one hand up to rub his stirring cock through the layers of silk draped across his lap. Of late, Potter had become his favorite wanking fantasy and the thought of him on his knees, in front of Severus, with his plump lips wet with spit as he sucked earnestly on Severus' cock made him hard instantly. Pressing his palm against the underside of his cock, Severus relished the feel of silk dragging across his balls as he rubbed up and down.

The delicious young man smiled shyly, shifting his leg and turning slightly to give Severus a peek—

The sound of someone knocking on the door of his quarters jerked Severus' attention away from the magazine and Severus swore when he looked back down to see the picture had reverted back to its original pose. Severus saw red. Standing, he stormed to the door and flung it open and found Harry Potter on the other side, grinning like a fool. The same way he had every night since the term ended, despite Severus doing his best to discourage his visits. The gaily wrapped gift in Potter's hand did nothing for Severus' disposition.

"Happy Christmas Eve, Prof—"

Severus, his robe hanging open and his deflating cock barely covered, reached out and yanked Potter through the door, slamming it closed behind him. He was done with being polite and enduring the Chosen One's stumbling attempts at social interaction, especially when Severus had done his best to discourage it with his one-syllable responses and surly demeanor. Although Severus had to admit he'd miss the lovely gifts that Potter had insisted on foisting on him, especially the single malt scotch and lovely chocolates. Nevertheless, his sanity insisted that Severus do something to stop the tormenting.

Knocking the present out of Potter's hands, Severus pushed him back against the door and slapped his hands on either side of his head. "Your tenacity is not winning you favor here, Potter! What do I have to do to get you to leave me alone?"

Severus leaned in and kissed Potter, hard and demanding, not even allowing Potter to respond before lifting his head. He'd thought Potter would either flee in terror or explode with righteous indignation, but his reaction caught Severus by complete surprise. Potter's eyes widened, hands coming up to grip the front of Severus’ dressing gown and he suddenly found their positions reversed. Potter pressed him to the door with his body, hands on Severus' shoulders, loose enough for Severus to easily break his hold if he wanted to. He didn't.

"I was hoping that I could coax you into spending some time with me," Potter said in a husky voice. "This is more like a dream come true."

Someone groaned and Severus wasn't sure which of them had made the noise until Potter shifted closer, rubbing his erection against Severus’ thigh. It had been Potter. Concentrating on encouraging more of the delicious sound, Severus shifted his leg to give Potter more friction. His own cock was throbbing, peeking out between the open lapels of his dressing gown as they continued to devour each other's mouths. The sensations were incredible and Severus was tempted to just let go, hard and fast against the door. Potter, it seemed, had other ideas, ripping his mouth away from Severus, he slid to his knees.

Looking up at Severus, his lips swollen and glistening from kissing, Potter parted his robe. "Better than my dreams--" And then he'd tentatively licked the head of Severus' cock, before sliding those lips over the head.

Severus gasped. The vision of Potter on his knees, servicing him was one of his favorite wanking fantasies and it was all he could do not to surrender to the climax that threatened. Threading his fingers into Potter's hair, Severus allowed the fumbling attempt at fellatio to continue long enough to determine that Potter seemed to have a latent talent there, before tugging hard on the tousled hair.

"If this is something you truly desire, Potter, then get up! There are much more comfortable places for us to conduct this type of activity!" Severus waited with ill-concealed impatience for Potter to stand.

Almost reverently, Potter kissed the tip of his cock before standing and letting Severus push past him. Without a though to the ramifications of his actions, Severus grabbed Potter's hand and pulled him into his bedroom. Kicking the door shut behind them, Severus flicked his wand at the low hearth and the fire flared, chasing away the chill. Potter began tearing at his robes, but Severus stopped him.

"Allow me."

Severus batted Potter's hands away, quickly and efficiently peeling the jumper from him and sinking to his knees to undo the zip of his jeans. Pushing them and his pants to his ankles, Severus urged Potter to step out of them as he rubbed his nose along Potter's lovely prick. The low whimper Severus heard made him smirk as his own cock throbbed, he stood and pushed Potter back onto the bed. Severus shrugged out of his dressing gown, allowing it to fall to the floor.

As he joined Potter on the bed, Severus licked his lips at the lean, lightly muscled form that awaited him. Even better than the dark-haired man in his magazine, Severus' eyes trailed down the slender throat, over the nearly hairless chest, down the flat belly to a surprisingly thick treasure trail which led to a perfectly proportioned prick. Already hard and curved slightly to the left, it was thicker than Severus' cock, but not as long. He forced his eyes downward, taking in the strong thighs, and slender feet.

"Beautiful," he muttered, moving to straddle Potter's hips.

"Snape—"

Severus lifted his head, taking in the hands fisted in the duvet and the blush across Potter's cheeks. Did he not realize his own appeal? Could it be that Potter had never done this before? He leaned over Potter, planting his hands either side of Potter's head and kissed him hungrily. With a groan, Potter wrapped his arms around Severus, tugging him down on top of Potter. One hand slid down to splay across Severus' arse, pressing their erections together. Potter moaned into Severus' mouth as he bucked his hips, their cocks sliding against each other.

Severus tore his mouth away, pushing up with his hands as Potter continued to buck his hips frantically. "No! Harry, stop!"

With a whimper, Potter – Harry – froze and looked up. Severus pulled his hips up, before he was tempted to allow the frottage to cut the evening short. "If you persist, you will not get the opportunity to shag me."

Harry's eyes widened and he lay still as Severus retrieved his wand, casting the preparation spells he'd learned as a fourth-year on him. "You would let me—shite!"

Smirking, Severus cast the same spells on himself before Summoning his favorite lube and coated his fingers. "Watch carefully, I'll expect you to know how to do this."

Severus moved up to straddle Harry's abdomen, so Harry could get a good look, and slid one finger into his anus. Severus bit back a moan as he felt both the slight burn and tight heat. He quickly added a second finger as Harry held his hand up to him. Tipping the jar, Severus watched as Harry slicked his own fingers and reached down, sliding his hand over Severus' and nudging Severus' hole with his finger. Severus swallowed hard as he backed his second finger out and gave Harry a nod.

There was nothing tentative about the finger that moved alongside his, pushing into him. Severus continued moving his finger to stretch him and Harry copied his motions. It was incredibly erotic, even more as Harry added another, scissoring them. One found Severus' prostate, sending a jolt of pleasure up his spine, making him jerk.

"Oh, fuck, I love when I find that!"

Harry's self-satisfied grin should have irritated him, but it just made Severus push back against the fingers, and add another of his own. Harry moved under him, drawing his legs up and planted his feet on the bed. Severus felt Harry's prick brush against his scrotum and he gritted his teeth as his own cock twitched. Suddenly, Harry's fingers were gone and Severus looked over his shoulder to see Harry push two fingers into his own hole.

"Potter!" Severus' breath hitched in his throat. "Pay attention here!"

Pulling his fingers out, Severus reached down to spread the excess lube from his hand over Harry's cock. Guiding the tip to his hole, Severus held Harry's eyes as he slowly sank onto his cock. It was the perfect size, the burn of penetration enough to take the edge off his arousal as he was filled and stretched. Harry's eyes appeared to roll back in his head as Severus lifted up and slid back down. Leaning forward, Severus braced his hands on Harry's chest and rocked forward.

"Bloody hell, Prof—Sna—Severus!" Harry gasped, his hands coming up to grip Severus' hips hard.

Severus changed his angle slightly and pleasure surged through as Harry's cock hit his sweet spot. Looking at the incredulous expression on Harry's face and his eyes dilated with desire gave Severus a thrill. He leaned down, kissing Harry as he rocked back and forth. Harry groaned and began to thrust up wildly. Severus realized Harry was close and lifted his head.

"That's right, Harry," Severus told him, fingers pinching the peaked nipples. "Fuck me hard!"

The hands on his hips tightened further and Severus clenched his muscles, drawing a strangled noise from Harry as he thrust deep, eyes rolling back in his head. Severus felt the flood of warmth filling him and had to grit his teeth, willing back his own climax. Lifting off of Harry with a wet squelch, Severus nudged Harry's thighs apart and knelt between them, grabbing a pillow to stuff under Harry's hips. Coating his fingers with more lube, Severus quickly prepared Harry. His cock throbbed painfully, harder than Severus could ever remember being, but if this was the only time he ever had this opportunity, he was going to make the most of it.

"Harry!" Severus said sharply as he positioned himself. "Do you want me to fuck you?"

Harry's eyes snapped open, his prick already stirring. "Yessss, please!" His legs fell open even wider.

Severus groaned at the Parseltongue like response and slowly pressed into him. Harry's relaxed state allowed him to push easily through the tight ring of muscles and Severus made shallow thrusts as he slid in further. It was hot and tight and everything that Severus had ever imaged Harry would be. He wanted to go slowly, to savor each sensation to remember in the future. Whatever Harry's motivation in coming to his rooms tonight, Severus wasn't stupid enough to believe that Potter would seek him out again. Something tightened in Severus' chest at that thought, but he ignored it as he pulled almost out and thrust deep. He stopped and leaned forward, giving Harry a chance to adjust.

"Fuck, Severus!" Harry lifted his legs and wrapped them around Severus' waist, trying to draw him even deeper. "So full, it feels incredible! Move!"

Severus gritted his teeth as he felt Harry tighten around him. Rising to his knees, he began to move in a slow, steady rhythm, changing his angle until he heard Harry gasp. With a smirk, Severus sped up, making sure he hit Harry's prostate as often as he could. Harry's renewed erection poked Severus' belly and Harry reached up to drag a fingernail across one of Severus' nipples. He hissed with pleasure as the slight pain. Harry reached up and pinched the nipple, twisting it as he tightened his arse muscles further. Severus' control snapped and he pounded into Harry, plunging as deeply as he could with each stroke. He felt Harry's hand drop down to fist his own prick as his climax exploded through him.

Gasping, Severus collapsed on top of Harry, burying his face in Harry's throat. His arms had somehow found their way around Harry's shoulders and he was going to keep them there for a long as he could. His hips were still pressed against Harry's and Severus didn't want to move, wanting to keep his softening cock inside its warm haven for as long as he could. Severus was under no illusions of his appeal to anyone and he was sure now that Harry's curiosity had been assuaged, he'd be gone.

One of Harry's hands moved from his hip and Severus flinched as it settled on the back of his head, sure that Harry would push him away. He tensed as fingers threaded through his hair and tugged gently. Lifting his head, Severus swallowed hard as he realized how much this young man had come to mean to him and how much he wanted to keep Harry in his bed. He schooled his face into an indifferent mask and steeled himself for the rejection he was sure was coming.

Harry's eyes skittered over his face before focusing on something over his shoulder, his body tensing as if readying itself for a blow. Grimly, Severus didn't wait for Harry to speak, but he made no move to get off Harry, either.

"Did you get what you came for, Potter?" Severus sneered.

"Harry," he corrected with a frown as he met Severus' eyes. "And no, I came to give you a gift." Harry looked away.

"Then what aren't you telling me?" Severus was puzzled as Harry continued to grip him with one hand.

Holding out his free hand, Harry easily caught the green and silver wrapped package that came sailing towards them. His movement allowed Severus' softened cock to slip out and Severus felt bereaved. Harry's arm slid up to his waist, tightening as Severus moved slightly to the side, their legs still entangled. The gift was pushed into his hand.

"Open it."

Severus arched an eyebrow, but was intrigued by Harry's determined yet apprehensive expression. His position made it awkward, but Severus successfully tore the paper from a small box and lifted off the lid. Inside was a cloak pin of two jeweled snakes, one black and one green, intertwined around each other in a matter not dissimilar to the way Harry and Severus were laying on the bed. Not willing to believe the first thought that went through his minds, Severus turned a questioning look on Harry.

"I—I was going to make you open it," Harry blurted out. "To see whether you saw it as just a cloak pin or whether you recognized what I wanted—" He cleared his throat, as if he was having difficulty forcing the words out. "Or if you were totally disgusted by the idea of—"

Wrapping his hand tightly around the pin, Severus silenced Harry with a fierce kiss, not caring if it gave away more of his emotions than he might have otherwise kept to himself. The edge of the pin cut into his skin, although Severus' initial thought was that one of the snakes had bit him and the metaphor of being bitten ran through his mind. His heart lifted as Severus moved to his back, settling Harry beside him as he broke the kiss.

"So you came down to offer me your body for my carnal pleasures or was it to let me know that you might be interested in pursuing a relationship?" Severus asked, striving for a casual tone.

A brilliant smile lit Harry's face. "Yes, both, if you want to."

Severus reached over and set the pin on the bedside table and wrapped that arm around Harry as well. "I suppose I could slake my lust on your willing flesh and see if you can live up with my high expectations—"

"I'm afraid you'll be too busy teaching me all those carnal pleasures to mind my being a dunderhead." Harry grinned slyly, thrusting against Severus' thigh.

"A bright future indeed." Severus smirked as he brushed his lips against Harry. "Happy Christmas to me."

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