Something Like a Hero

Part 5

He was dreaming. It was the only reasonable explanation for those wonderful sensations running up and down his body. He felt light kisses on his skin, bites on his neck, a wet tongue inside his mouth searching for his, a lick on his shoulder, then nipples, and gentle bites on both of them. Harry moaned in delight as the soft kisses passed down his navel and landed on his stiff dripping cock.

His full-length was engulfed by a wet, eager mouth, and he threw his head back in ecstasy as he felt a tongue swirling around his erection. His eyelashes opened up slightly, enough to see Severus lost in his own pleasure just like he was. He moaned again, the excitement filling him up, making him hot and trembling. His body was going to catch on fire.

The wet tongue went even further, and Harry's eyes flew open with surprise and pleasure. A finger joined the scene, and then another one, making their naughty way into Harry. He whimpered softly, begging for more. Severus knew Harry's body so well. Severus knew exactly how to make him go wild. Harry moaned loudly every time he touched a spot just above his thighs. However, nothing made Harry's body shiver as much as when Severus bit him just below his right earlobe.

Severus' strong hands stroked him, making faster movements on his erection. Harry whimpered and his body convulsed with indescribable pleasure.

"Sev..." he moaned. "I want you..."

Severus rested his forehead on Harry's. Their eyes locked.

"What do you want?" Severus asked in a whisper.

"You... Inside me... now."

Their lips brushed. Fully awake now, Harry made Severus lay down on his back as he climbed on top of him. He smiled in the most adorable way, and Severus couldn't help but smile back at him. Harry kissed Severus fervently, his tongue duelling with Severus' in an exciting battle. Harry nipped Severus' earlobe, and then his neck. He adjusted himself better, their cocks brushing each other. Harry's tongue continued its journey down Severus' body. He brushed his nipples, his navel, and his scars.

Then he stopped for a moment. The first time he had kissed Severus' scars, the older man had been very mad at him for his insolence. Harry had insisted, though, and surprisingly, Severus didn't ask him to stop kissing him there anymore.

His fingertips caressed them softly. There were four scars on Severus' chest and a lot more on his back. Harry kissed them one by one. He wished he could ask him about them, about who had been cruel enough to carve them into such beautiful ivory skin. But he knew that if he did ask, Severus would kick him out without even blinking. Besides, it wasn't as if Harry didn't have an idea of whom it was that had marked Severus so cruelly.

"I wish my kisses could heal them," Harry said softly.

Severus winced, and then he relaxed a little, smiling almost imperceptibly. "Your kisses are healing me..."

Harry wondered if he had heard it right. His heartbeat quickened. He wanted to ask if Severus had really meant that, if Harry was healing his dark soul, but he didn't have the courage. There was also the possibility that Harry was imagining the whole thing, that everything was just a beautiful illusion. He was just hearing what he wanted to. It wasn't real.

Dream or not, he took Severus' cock in his mouth, trying to watch out for his teeth. He had hurt Severus once with his eagerness to please him; he didn't want to hurt him again and ruin the night. He'd never realised how inexperienced he was until he had had sex with Severus for the first time.

He heard Severus breathe hard as Harry sucked him, and Harry knew he was doing it right. Severus suddenly brought Harry up and kissed him on the mouth. Harry rocked his body on top of Severus' fast, moaning and whimpering each time their bodies met more intimately.