Snarry Story Dice

Running and Wedding

Over the next few weeks, the two men's friendship took off.  They met in the kitchen's to swap receipes, share ideas, and indulge in playful bickering over who's digestives were better.  The elves stood by and laughed amongst themselves.  They were beyond giddy that their Great Master Harry and Professor Snapy were bonding.  Several of the older elves were alread planning the wedding feast, while the younger ones were designing the cake.  Even if the two men couldn't see where they were headed, the elves could.

Snape had just finished his run through the forest.  It was getting to the point he would have to move inside.  No matter how good the  ROR was, nothing could comoare to fresh air and the smell of evergreens.  Harry had been out checking on the thestrals and gathering some wood for kindling when he saw Severus running ahead of him.  He almost dropped his sticks seeing those gorgous legs encased in tight black leggings.  Not to mention what they did for his arse.  He had seen the man running before and had always admired the sight Severuses black leggings provided.  He had alsways beenan ass man and his former professor ahd a mighty fine one.

For some reason the urge to run his hands over the frim globes almost had him dropping his bundle of sticks and running after the man.  He must have mad a sound because Sanep turned around and stalked towrds him.

"So, spying on me, eh Potter?"

A big hgrin spread across his face. "Nope.  Just admiring the scenery."

Serverus gave a snort and the cheeky comment.  "Why are you carring that?  Surely, that isn't part of your duties?"

Harry could tell his friend thought it was beneath him.  Knowing his past, he assumed the young mand wouldn't willing do elf chores.

"Nope.  Fires don't make themselves." he saw his former professor start to speak.  Je h eld up his hand to ward the comment off.  The look he gave him could rival his own. 

The man smirked. "Really, Harry.  You could have anything you want."

Harry looked thoughtfully at the dark man before him.  A mand he admired for most of his school years.  A man he came to respect and appreciate more every day.  Setting his bucekt aside, he stepped forward to place a hadn along Severeus, cheek.

"I have everything I want right here." he whispered., curving his hand behind his neck to pull him in.

The instant their lips touched, their arms wrapped around each other.  Each pulling the other closer.  Harry couldn't tell who moaned first, but when his cock felt a matching hardness, he couldn't help but to exspress his pent up longing.  

He let his hands wander down to grasp the hard arse he had been fantazing about for weeks.  He couldn't help but roll his hips against the rod pushed so tightly to his own.  They had shared a few chaste kisses in teh past, but nothing like this.

Severusd pulled back his lips to gasp for air.  A time whimper escaped when he felt Harrry grind his erection against his own. His thin leggings allwed hime to feel everything as fi he was almost bare.

How did his daily run come to this heated exchange?  He knew he had been wanting more than the simple brush of lips that they had been sharing.  Knowing that Harry obviously had been wanting the same thing made al the difference.  He was finding it difficult t think with the  delicate kisses that were littering his neck and throat.  Not to mention the delicious grind of hips.  At the rate they were going the would be spending in his pants. 

Harry heard the whimper and smiled to himself.  Severus wanted this as much as he did.  Gods, he could spend forever kissing this man. The obvious shared excitement only increased his desire.
"We have to stop." gasped the professor.
Harry immediately let go and took a step back.  Embarrassment flooding his face.  "I'm sorry.  I thought..." he stammered.

Severus grabbed the young man's face and planted a firm, almost brusing kiss.  "You thought correctly.  If we continued, I would have spilled.  I want you to be able to see the results of you giving me pleasure.  Just as I wish to see yours."

Harry flushed from his roots to his toes. "Gods above and below, I want you."  Severus gasped. "But our first time will be in a bed and you will belong to soley to me."

Harry's face took on a look of pure joy.  His smile was brighter than and patronus. "Did you just ask me to marry you?"

The elder pulled his you lover closer and kissed him soundly. Pulling back enough to gaze into the emerald depths. "I guess I did.  Any objections?"

"None.  I'm yours. For now and always."