It's been torture. I want nothing more than to pin Severus down and bugger him senseless. I'm so horny I can't stand it. If I could at least jerk off then maybe I wouldn't feel so pent up, but I am never left alone. It's been so long and I'm borderline about to lose control.
"Severus. Let's fool around." How could anyone resist something as eloquently said as that. He lifts one eyebrow as if he's not sure that he heard me correctly. Merlin. We are basically married and I've not had him in ages. Why is this so difficult to ask for. "I'm really horny." He blinks at me gob smacked. He's standing in the middle of our room. He was in the process of finding some bed clothes for me and then he was going to put his night shirt on.
"Harry. You are in no condition to be... exerting yourself." Damn it. And Merlin his ears are so pink. I bet they would be so warm in my mouth...
"Severus, I'm fine. Fine enough at least." It still hurts to move to much. "I'm sure a bit of intimacy would make me feel better."
"No. You don't need to be moving around to much until you are healed more."
"Then what if we just sucked each other off. I wouldn't have to move much for that." He opens his mouth to disagree, but he really doesn't have an argument. "Severus, I'm pent up and needy. I've been next to my husband who is finally showing me some love and I just want to feel good with you." I know he's still nervous about intimacy. He also doesn't have the highest self-esteem.
"Okay." He whispers slowly.
"Severus." He doesn't look at me. His face is pink but I would never tell him that. "You can say no."
"I know that." He continues to whisper. "It's not like I don't want this."
"Then come here." He hesitates for a minute before going to turn off the lights. I would have preferred them on, but if he's more comfortable like this, then fine. I hear the sounds of him removing clothes. I wonder if he's already hard. I know I am. I shuffle out of my own clothes while remaining in bed. I'm so excited that my breathing is already labored, but I force it to even out. I don't want him to misunderstand and think I'm not well enough for this.
The bed dips and my dick throbs in anticipation. A hesitant hand lays on my stomach. It is a nice cool temperature. "I'm not sure how you want to do this." Gently I take his hand and guide his body overtop mine. He swings one of his legs to the other side of my head. It's too dark to see clearly, but I can feel puffs of his warm breath ghosting over my erection. While he steadies himself, I slowly lick him from base to tip.
"Oh Merlin." He groans. I never knew I would want to suck another man off so desperately. While he's still trying to work up the nerve to start, I take him into my mouth and suck greedily. Hearing him whimper only encourages me to suck him deeper into my mouth. Sweet means and pleas encourage. He eventually silences himself. His hot mouth is searing. There is an edge of nervousness, but the desire is also fully there. Hesitance and nervousness is edging away and being replaced with mutual pleasure.
It's an awkward position, but I reach to tangle my hand in his silky hair. The minimal pressure encourages him to take me deeper until I feel like I'm hitting the back of his throat. "Severus." My voice doesn't sound like my own. "That feels so good." I want more of him. I want to taste more of him. "Keep going Severus." It's still difficult to see, but I can see enough. His erection is hanging proudly just over my face and his pale ass is in the air as he concentrates on sucking me off. When my hands go to squeeze his round cheeks he pauses for a moment as if caught off guard, but then continues. "You turn me on so much." I want to taste him. It feels good to squeeze those globes in my hands. He doesn't seemed bothered but when I spread his cheeks and press my tongue inside of him he completely tenses.
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Survival Bonds
FanfictionSummary: Voldemort has found the Dursley residence, with no where else to hide the boy who lived Dumbledore crafts an unconventional plan to keep Harry safe- much to his and Snape's dismay. Word Count: 132,672 Disclaimer* STORY WAS NOT WRITTEN BY ME
