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Ensnaring the Senses Part Two
Original poster: roedhunt
*Takes deep breath* Okay.. After going over this last chapter..(I know..only TWO! eep!), and cutting it down...(double eep!), AND with the help of my wonderful beta, luciology, (thank you BTW!).... It's done!
Hope you like it!
Annie
Title: Ensnaring the Senses: Part Two
Author: Roedhunt
Rating: R
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Disclaimer: None of these characters are mine...*sigh* If they were, I’D be the 2nd richest person in UK!
Summary: Something is happening to Professor Snape. Could it be Harry Potter knows the answer?
Beta Reader: luciology
Other: Without Fear or Favour newbie challenge.
First Sentence Challenge:
"Sometimes, Severus Snape found it difficult to keep his hands to himself."
“You purposely endangered a student’s life to… to…” Severus didn't finish. He couldn’t.
“I didn’t realize that I overdid it that much!” Harry exclaimed.
“You understand that YOU could’ve died as well?” Snape hissed.
Harry went pale but only nodded. Harry WAS still alive and his potion, still running through his veins, was five times stronger than it was intended. Severus had the capability to ward off the boy’s new sexual touch, but he knew there was more to this than a simple botched potion.
“What have you been doing to me, Potter?” The Professor managed to ask.
Harry responded by squeezing Severus’ hand firmer. Snape tried to pull away, but the boy’s grip was abnormally strong. Waves of desire coursed through Snape, causing his head to reel back. He made one last effort to release himself, but he was too weak. Harry slowly rose to his feet and stood just inches away from Severus’ body. Snape instinctively used his other hand to push the boy away, but that attempt was just as futile.
The older man peered down at the youth and scowled, but was greeted with a smile in return. Harry leaned into the tall, lanky body and stroked Severus’ rising erection. The Potion Master hissed and unconvincingly ordered him to stop. Adding more pressure, Harry shook his head no and nipped at Severus’ ear.
“You cannot even fathom what I could do to you boy,” Severus warned in a low voice.
Harry knew, or rather hoped, that his Professor was referring to Harry’s intention and not his expulsion. Taking a chance on the former, Harry gently squeezed the hardened flesh and whispered to him in a silky voice.
“Then show me.”
Severus quietly gasped and gazed into the emerald eyes. The Gryffindor boy was not joking. But neither was the Potion Master. In an instant, Snape grabbed Harry’s hair, arching him backwards and bent down to him, lips grazing each other.
Enunciating each word, he asked again, “What have you been doing to me, Potter?”
Harry shook his head the best he could. He was thrown onto the floor and Severus mumbled, “Fine.” He spun around and headed to a door in the corner. Funny that Harry had never noticed it before. He scrambled to his feet and followed his Professor into a darkened room. No sooner than Harry had entered, he was thrust against a wall, hitting his head hard.
“Is this what you want, Potter?” Severus growled in his ear.
Harry’s breath hitched and felt his hand forced upon a large, naked cock.
“Yes,” Harry gasped.
Snape snorted and pushed him down to his knees by his shoulders. Harry immediately began attacking Severus’ cock with licks of his tongue before devouring it deep within his throat. Fingers intertwined in Harry’s hair and held on to it as if his life depended on it. The passion in Snape, that once laid dormant, was now alive and on fire. And even though it had been awhile, his maturity had taught him control. He could withhold his release for hours. And thinking of this, Severus smirked.
After a good fifteen minutes, Harry’s jaw began to hurt and his lips were red and swollen. When he noticed that Snape wasn't even close to an orgasm, he was beginning to believe those rumours he had heard regarding older men. He pulled away and sat back on his heels, wiping his spittle from his chin. The room was now dimly lit and Harry looked up at Snape as if he lost the battle. Severus sneered and nodded his head as if he concurred. He pulled Harry to his feet and nudged him in the direction of a large bed.
Harry wasted no time in disrobing and crawling onto the bedcovers. He watched as Snape strode over and removed his clothing with far more eloquence. With every bit of new flesh being exposed, the boy’s mouth dropped down further. Having removed the last item from his body, Severus straddled Potter and raised Harry’s hands over his head and held them tight.
“This is your last chance boy,” the Professor cautioned.
Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath. “And I’m ready.”
Harry’s legs were spread, his knees bent, and a sudden weight was on top of him. Harry sighed and arched his back. This was exactly what Harry wanted.
“Open your eyes. This is what you wanted, Potter, so pay attention.”
Harry’s eyes shot open and he gasped sharply as his neck was bitten at the same time a cold finger had entered him. Severus scoffed, feeling the boy was already prepared. Under his breath he muttered, “Presumptuous brat,” and Harry smiled. But his smile turned into an ‘O’ as the tip of Snape’s cock breached his opening. The Gryffindor boy instinctively clutched the bed sheets and threw his head back with a moan.
Snape entered him so slowly that it became agonizing for Harry. He began wriggling underneath the older man, but this only caused Severus to go slower. Harry tossed his head from side to side and bit back an impatient scream. When Snape stopped completely, Potter’s eyes and mouth snapped open. Severus was completely sheathed and was savouring it. Snape began again slowly before finally pounding into Harry. The boy’s hands latched onto his Professor’s forearm and howled in ecstasy.
The sheets became soaked with sweat, and after what seemed like an eternity, Severus’ body tensed and exploded inside Harry with a trembling yell. Harry had come a long time ago and was amazed that Snape had *that* much stamina. The older man collapsed on top of Harry, panting loudly in his ears.
“What did you do to me … why did you…?” Severus rasped.
“A spell with red jasper I learned in Divination Class,” Harry replied, breathing equally hard. “It helps balance the energy in the body and… and the spell is for…for... it’s slow, but it took even longer with you,” the boy said. “And why…. Because it’s time you got laid.” Harry half-laughed. “And I wanted to be the one.”
“I’ll get you for this Potter,” Snape mumbled into the pillow next to Harry’s head.
“Good. Looking forward to it,” Harry said smiling.
THE END