Snarry One Shots

Centre of Attention

Summary: Harry doesn't particularly like to be teased, and occasionally curses the fact that his lover is a sadist even in bed. And Severus? Well, why wouldn't he want his young, demanding lover to writhe in his bed for as long as they can both withstand it? Or: Severus enjoys reminding Harry that he deserves to be the centre of attention, every once in a while.

Ships: SeverusSnapexHarryPotter

All credit goes to Jackswild on Ao3

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"Sev, god, please," Harry groaned, pulling Severus' hair to coax the man's mouth away from his cock. He'd been at it for at least a good fifteen minutes, and Harry was done. He needed Severus to move on and stop teasing him with his devious tongue, and just bloody fuck him already.

"Are you not enjoying it?" Severus murmured. He dragged his tongue up the shaft of the hardened cock sitting against his lips. Precome dripping down the length of it. Harry was so deliciously charming when he begged just so...

"Do you really want me to stop?" he asked, smirking up at his delicious boy.

"Are you fishing?" Harry snarked, thrusting his hips up in hopes of drawing Severus' attention to his arse. "I just want more. Now, Sev!"

"More what?" he asked, dragging his fingers up, trailing them ever so softly against Harry's puckered hole. "You don't sound like you are enjoying this at all." he continued, as he wrapped his lips around the cock in front of him again. Sucking hard, rolling his tongue along the head tasting the salty flavour, and humming in pleasure.

Harry let out a noise that might have either been frustration or pleasure as his back arched off the bed. He didn't need his eyes to know that Severus was smirking around his cock, and that thought sent his hands to the bed sheets instead, where he could hang on for dear life without the worry of causing an injury.

Well, if he wasn't going to get fucked right that moment, maybe he could just get more of this instead. Looking down, he met Severus' dark gaze as he slightly, just ever so slightly thrust into the hot cavern of his mouth.

Severus felt the thrust and almost growled with approval as he took his other hand, and pressed Harry back against the bed. His mouth popping off the wet cock with a sloppy sound. "You didn't answer my question, darling boy." he smiled, eyes alight with lust and a fair bit of simple delight at watching his young partner be pulled apart at the seams.

"What do you want more of, Harry?" he repeated, his fingers on his right hand, still ghosting along the skin of the arse just inches away from his mouth.

"Fuck, there, just touch me. I want you to touch me. Get me ready for you." Harry ran a heel up the side of Severus' spine, knowing that it would leave a trail of goosebumps in its wake. "I just want more of you, Sev. Gimme." Harry bit down on his smile, already hearing the responding brat in his mind.

Severus let out a small chuckle as he ground his own cock into the bed beneath him. "You brat..." he replied.

"Is this what you want?"

He dragged his mouth lower down the shaft and sucked a ball in his mouth continuing to push Harry down against the mattress. This wasn't going to be good enough. "Turn over, now." He leaned back to watch the sweat slicked body of his boy do as he instructed.

"Merlin, yes, finally," Harry muttered, not quite softly enough to avoid a swat to his arse. It only made him giggle and wave it in the air. "Come on, Sev. What are you waiting for?" He added, egging him on with his words even as he let his legs be spread far, far apart. Yes, he was being a little overeager, but Severus liked him that way, and it was probably better than calling Severus an old man if he didn't get to it fast enough for his liking.