Fic: Command Performance, Harry/Snape
Fic: Command Performance
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: Adult (pr0n of course)
A/N: Gift fic for aubrem as requested by atrata, who asked for Snape/Harry, Dom!Harry and power games. It was supposed to be a drabble ficlet (lets face it, I can't do fucking drabbles :P) but I got carried away. I hope it's what you wanted.
Thank you, Charm baby, for the beta. *loves*
Harry Potter had grown into a fine young man. The downfall of Voldemort had rocketed him to near sainthood in the eyes of his adoring public and he had the world at his feet. Not that he really cared. It wasn't that he didn't like the power, who wouldn't? It was more that he'd rather exert power over things that he had a hand in on a day to day basis, not the world at large. Harry liked having control over the things that were important to him… the things that he liked to bury himself in to forget about everything else.
Currently, he was buried balls deep in Severus Snape. And really, he wasn't thinking about anything but making him beg.
"Harder," Severus growled, his hands slipping forward on the thick carpeting from the force of Harry's already near-violent thrusts.
How the man could be on his hands and knees - getting fucked up the arse - and still manage to sound like he was barking orders to a group of unruly first years drove Harry insane. It just wasn't right.
He slowed down.
"Potter…"
That growl never failed to make his balls tighten in their sac. Fuck.
"Yes, Severus?" Harry said, somewhat breathlessly. He made sure that Severus could hear the smile in his voice. God, he loved yanking his chain.
Severus shoved back against him, or at least tried to. Harry caught his hips and held him in place, leaning all his weight against him. Severus was taller but Harry had more body mass and he put it to good use as he pinned Severus' lower body against the floor.
"Bastard." It was mumbled, but Harry heard it loud and clear.
"What was that?" Harry asked, slowing further, moving his hips in languid circles.
"…"
So that was how it was going to be. He stopped moving completely.
Harry wasn't sure, really, he'd met some real shitheads in his time, but he thought that Severus was perhaps the most stubborn of all the shitheads he'd come into contact with. Severus never seemed to want to comply with anything that Harry thought was a good idea and Harry, being nearly as stubborn, (although he'd never admit it), refused to let him get away with it tonight.
He swore they'd both die of sexual frustration first.
"Not going to talk now? All right." He lowered his voice and rubbed his fingers over Severus' hip bones. "We'll stay like this, my cock deep inside you, stretching your hole open. I love seeing myself inside you, you know that? You're pulled so tight and the skin around me is shiny and pink, sucking me in, just like your lips."
Severus let his head drop forward and moaned softly.
Harry grinned.
"I love the way my cock looks sliding into you, pushing you apart, and when I pull back out the muscle tightens around me, squeezing, making my balls ache and my prick leak."
Severus tightened his arse down hard around Harry's prick and Harry felt his eyes cross. No fucking way was he giving in; he'd just have to cope.
He leaned forward, letting his chest rest against Severus' back, and kissed his shoulder gently. His nipples were hard against Severus' skin and he rubbed side to side slightly, teasing himself.
"I love feeling you give in to me," Harry whispered. Severus was shaking beneath him, his muscles trembling, and Harry could see his hands clenched tightly atop the carpet. "So gorgeous like this, on your knees for me, holding me inside of you." Each whispered word made his cock pulse and he let his lips flutter across Severus' damp skin. "I want to fuck you so hard," Harry hissed, his fingers tightening on Severus' hips.
"Harry," Severus whispered.
If it wouldn't have ruined the mood, Harry would have stood up and done a victory dance. Holy shit, he hadn't thought he'd win this one; he was ready to shoot right now, unmoving.
He swallowed down his excitement and pushed on.
"Let me, Severus. Let me fuck you. Let me have you tonight." He let one hand move and reached around beneath Severus, fondling just the tip of his drooling cock.
Severus cursed softly under his breath and a moment later nodded.
Harry really, really wished that he could accept that response. This was beginning to get painful; he needed to come so damn badly.
"You'll let me, Severus?" He allowed his other hand to leave its secure perch on Severus' hip and wrap around his chest. Severus' nipples were hard and begging to be teased and touched and Harry ran the pads of his fingers over first one, then the other, delighting in Severus' gasps. "Let me fuck you? Let me inside you, let me take you?" He rubbed his fingers over the underside of Severus' prick, just there at the tip, massaging little circles that he knew would drive him mad.
Another nod and Severus pushed back again. This time Harry let him, only he moved as well, rocking them both, but his cock wasn't moving nearly enough as they writhed together, skin on skin, wet, tight, wanton. Their bodies undulated; Severus' arms were shaking like mad. Harry let his palm skim across Severus' burning length, let him hump into his loosened grip and watched as Severus finally gave in.
"Please," Severus said stiffly, and Harry could tell he said it through his teeth, he could tell he was angry as hell, that Harry would probably pay for this, but it didn't matter one fucking bit because he. Had. Won.
And son-of-a-bitch he was going to come. Soon.
He tightened his arm around Severus' chest and his hand around his cock and thrust, ohmyfuckinggod. Severus made an odd noise in his chest and Harry put his back into it, pulling out until only the tip remained and shoving back in viciously, fucking his arse hard and long.
Severus' cock was slapping down into his palm but he didn't tighten his grip and a heartbeat later he found that he didn't need to. Severus' cock erupted in thick jets of creamy spunk across his fingers, dripping sluggishly between them onto the floor as Severus pulsed warm and wet into his hand.
Harry gasped as his arse clenched down around his prick like a vice. Fuck. He thrust in hard, holding himself in as deep as he could as his orgasm tore through him. It felt like the top of his head exploded. Harry's cock sputtered and throbbed and tried to turn itself inside out as he came in great gouts, coating Severus' insides with heat and wet and oh, fuck yes, it wasn't stopping and Harry bit into his shoulder and screamed.
Severus' arms finally gave out and they crashed to the floor in a very ungraceful heap. Severus was swearing, Harry thought in a foreign language, but he couldn't be sure. Not much made sense to him right now. His left arm was trapped under Severus' chest at an odd angle, and he'd have complained if he had any breath left in his body, or even if he could have gotten his mouth to work properly.
He silently hoped Severus was lying in the wet spot.
"You'll pay for that, Potter," Severus grumbled, rolling a bit more onto Harry's twisted arm.
Harry only smiled, pushed his face against Severus' back and bit him again. He couldn't wait for his payback.
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: Adult (pr0n of course)
A/N: Gift fic for aubrem as requested by atrata, who asked for Snape/Harry, Dom!Harry and power games. It was supposed to be a drabble ficlet (lets face it, I can't do fucking drabbles :P) but I got carried away. I hope it's what you wanted.
Thank you, Charm baby, for the beta. *loves*
Harry Potter had grown into a fine young man. The downfall of Voldemort had rocketed him to near sainthood in the eyes of his adoring public and he had the world at his feet. Not that he really cared. It wasn't that he didn't like the power, who wouldn't? It was more that he'd rather exert power over things that he had a hand in on a day to day basis, not the world at large. Harry liked having control over the things that were important to him… the things that he liked to bury himself in to forget about everything else.
Currently, he was buried balls deep in Severus Snape. And really, he wasn't thinking about anything but making him beg.
"Harder," Severus growled, his hands slipping forward on the thick carpeting from the force of Harry's already near-violent thrusts.
How the man could be on his hands and knees - getting fucked up the arse - and still manage to sound like he was barking orders to a group of unruly first years drove Harry insane. It just wasn't right.
He slowed down.
"Potter…"
That growl never failed to make his balls tighten in their sac. Fuck.
"Yes, Severus?" Harry said, somewhat breathlessly. He made sure that Severus could hear the smile in his voice. God, he loved yanking his chain.
Severus shoved back against him, or at least tried to. Harry caught his hips and held him in place, leaning all his weight against him. Severus was taller but Harry had more body mass and he put it to good use as he pinned Severus' lower body against the floor.
"Bastard." It was mumbled, but Harry heard it loud and clear.
"What was that?" Harry asked, slowing further, moving his hips in languid circles.
"…"
So that was how it was going to be. He stopped moving completely.
Harry wasn't sure, really, he'd met some real shitheads in his time, but he thought that Severus was perhaps the most stubborn of all the shitheads he'd come into contact with. Severus never seemed to want to comply with anything that Harry thought was a good idea and Harry, being nearly as stubborn, (although he'd never admit it), refused to let him get away with it tonight.
He swore they'd both die of sexual frustration first.
"Not going to talk now? All right." He lowered his voice and rubbed his fingers over Severus' hip bones. "We'll stay like this, my cock deep inside you, stretching your hole open. I love seeing myself inside you, you know that? You're pulled so tight and the skin around me is shiny and pink, sucking me in, just like your lips."
Severus let his head drop forward and moaned softly.
Harry grinned.
"I love the way my cock looks sliding into you, pushing you apart, and when I pull back out the muscle tightens around me, squeezing, making my balls ache and my prick leak."
Severus tightened his arse down hard around Harry's prick and Harry felt his eyes cross. No fucking way was he giving in; he'd just have to cope.
He leaned forward, letting his chest rest against Severus' back, and kissed his shoulder gently. His nipples were hard against Severus' skin and he rubbed side to side slightly, teasing himself.
"I love feeling you give in to me," Harry whispered. Severus was shaking beneath him, his muscles trembling, and Harry could see his hands clenched tightly atop the carpet. "So gorgeous like this, on your knees for me, holding me inside of you." Each whispered word made his cock pulse and he let his lips flutter across Severus' damp skin. "I want to fuck you so hard," Harry hissed, his fingers tightening on Severus' hips.
"Harry," Severus whispered.
If it wouldn't have ruined the mood, Harry would have stood up and done a victory dance. Holy shit, he hadn't thought he'd win this one; he was ready to shoot right now, unmoving.
He swallowed down his excitement and pushed on.
"Let me, Severus. Let me fuck you. Let me have you tonight." He let one hand move and reached around beneath Severus, fondling just the tip of his drooling cock.
Severus cursed softly under his breath and a moment later nodded.
Harry really, really wished that he could accept that response. This was beginning to get painful; he needed to come so damn badly.
"You'll let me, Severus?" He allowed his other hand to leave its secure perch on Severus' hip and wrap around his chest. Severus' nipples were hard and begging to be teased and touched and Harry ran the pads of his fingers over first one, then the other, delighting in Severus' gasps. "Let me fuck you? Let me inside you, let me take you?" He rubbed his fingers over the underside of Severus' prick, just there at the tip, massaging little circles that he knew would drive him mad.
Another nod and Severus pushed back again. This time Harry let him, only he moved as well, rocking them both, but his cock wasn't moving nearly enough as they writhed together, skin on skin, wet, tight, wanton. Their bodies undulated; Severus' arms were shaking like mad. Harry let his palm skim across Severus' burning length, let him hump into his loosened grip and watched as Severus finally gave in.
"Please," Severus said stiffly, and Harry could tell he said it through his teeth, he could tell he was angry as hell, that Harry would probably pay for this, but it didn't matter one fucking bit because he. Had. Won.
And son-of-a-bitch he was going to come. Soon.
He tightened his arm around Severus' chest and his hand around his cock and thrust, ohmyfuckinggod. Severus made an odd noise in his chest and Harry put his back into it, pulling out until only the tip remained and shoving back in viciously, fucking his arse hard and long.
Severus' cock was slapping down into his palm but he didn't tighten his grip and a heartbeat later he found that he didn't need to. Severus' cock erupted in thick jets of creamy spunk across his fingers, dripping sluggishly between them onto the floor as Severus pulsed warm and wet into his hand.
Harry gasped as his arse clenched down around his prick like a vice. Fuck. He thrust in hard, holding himself in as deep as he could as his orgasm tore through him. It felt like the top of his head exploded. Harry's cock sputtered and throbbed and tried to turn itself inside out as he came in great gouts, coating Severus' insides with heat and wet and oh, fuck yes, it wasn't stopping and Harry bit into his shoulder and screamed.
Severus' arms finally gave out and they crashed to the floor in a very ungraceful heap. Severus was swearing, Harry thought in a foreign language, but he couldn't be sure. Not much made sense to him right now. His left arm was trapped under Severus' chest at an odd angle, and he'd have complained if he had any breath left in his body, or even if he could have gotten his mouth to work properly.
He silently hoped Severus was lying in the wet spot.
"You'll pay for that, Potter," Severus grumbled, rolling a bit more onto Harry's twisted arm.
Harry only smiled, pushed his face against Severus' back and bit him again. He couldn't wait for his payback.