Let the Game Begin, Chapter 5
It seems everyone has been suffering with some RL issues lately, and so the next chapter of the seduction challenge fell to goldpemcorgi and myself (filling in for the currently ill taran_swann). Corgi and I will also be doing the next chapter, which we are working on even as we post this one. lol
So without further adieu...
Let The Game Begin
Chapter 5
By Corgi (goldpemcorgi) and Magdelena (magdelena1969)
Severus made his way swiftly to his office intent on finishing his lesson plans for the upcoming school year. He needed that mindless task to help him plan his next assault on Harry. Not that he wanted to continue playing their game. If it wasn't for his pride he would have surrendered when he had his hands all over Harry's soft skin. But being the Slytherin that he was, he had to at least pretend that he won without allowing the other man to know that he had won.
'What else can I do?' He thought to himself as he settled at his desk with the lesson plans opened at the third year curriculum.
He was drawing a blank when it came to tempting Harry and decided it would be best if he played off the younger man's next gambit. Yes that would work nicely, especially since his most subtle actions worked best and sending the younger man up the wall.
~*~
Strong, sure hands glided over Harry's bare chest, teasing his sensitive nipples, as the velvet heat of his lover's mouth closed around his erection. Harry's hands fisted in the long, dark locks encouraging his dream lover to move faster and faster. He felt his body giving into the his rapidly approaching orgasm, when suddenly, suddenly… from afar he heard…
"Harry dear, wake up. I have a potion for you."
Harry jerked awake, and up into a sitting position, the sheet pooling at his waist and thankfully hiding the straining erection he now sported. He winced visibly at the realization that he had almost come from simply the thought of Severus pleasuring him, and reached out to take the phial of potion from Poppy. "Thanks."
"Good thing I woke you," Poppy stated, shaking her head sadly at Harry as she completely misread what had disturbed Harry's sleep. "I could tell your leg must have been cramping something awful. You were moaning quite loudly in your sleep. You must have been having a horrible dream."
Harry bit on his lower lip to prevent the laugh that threatened to escape. "Oh yes, ma'am. It was simply torturous," he lied smoothly.
Oblivious to Harry's amusement, Poppy continued to speak as she handed him a set of his robes which Dobby had brought down with him earlier. "Dreams are the most amazing things. One's subconscious playing out one's deepest fears and desires."
Harry had just finished spelling on his clothing, and froze as he rose from the bed. That was it. His mouth twisted into an evil smirk. Oh, Severus, wouldn't even know what hit him. Severus thought he was just a fairly decent Occlumens. He had no clue about the advanced studies that Harry had undertaken.
Poppy had continued to ramble and shrieked as Harry picked her up, spun her around, and then planted a kiss on her cheek. "I swear if this works, I'll be forever in your debt."
Without further explanation, Harry swept out of the Infirmary towards the Dungeons leaving a bewildered Poppy in his wake.
~*~
Severus readied himself for the day and hoped that he could make Harry crumble today. Last night's dreams were going to get him disqualified from this little game and he was determined to end it today. If only to spare himself the embarrassment of losing because his body had a mind of its own. He chose an old set of silk robes to wear and he couldn't help but admire how they clung to his frame after he put them on. If this didn't cause Harry's gaze to lock onto him Severus didn't know what would.
He strolled into the Great Hall and felt the gaze of everyone in the hall lock onto him. Albus' eyes were twinkling knowingly, but Severus pointedly ignored the meddling old man. He sat in his usual seat and waited for Harry's arrival. He decided that he would stick to his plan and wait for Harry to make the opening move in today's game. His attention was pulled away from the doors by Minerva sidling up to him.
"Severus, I've noticed a few scheduling conflicts while making up the schedules for the students. They'll be a staff meeting to iron out the problems after breakfast."
"I'll be there, Minerva. Is the problem with the NEWT levels?" Severus asked while glancing out of the corner of his eye.
"Mostly with the NEWT, but there are some conflicts with the first and fourth year classes." Minerva informed him with a small puzzled frown on her face. She shrugged her shoulders after watching him a few moments. "I'll see you then, Severus."
Severus grunted in reply and refocused his attention to the doors, but Harry never showed for breakfast. It worried Severus a bit. He hoped that the brat wasn't going to try and seduce him by keeping out of sight. Otherwise he'll be spending the rest of the year in St Mungo's. When he was done picking at his breakfast he followed his colleagues to the staff room to find that Harry was already there. They spent over an hour hammering out the problems, which required everyone to adjust their teaching schedules. Harry didn't do anything to disrupt his concentration as they worked out the details. After the rest of the staff drifted off to where ever they went during the day, he remained in his place wondering what Harry was playing at. He just couldn't figure it out.
As he sat and wondered what Harry's next move was, an old, barely remembered memory surfaced and made it very hard for him to sit comfortably.
Warm breath ghosted over his cheek as the younger man who lay by his side gently stroked his hair.
"Are you sure there's nothing further you need, Severus?"
"Thank you, William, but you've done enough already." Severus shifted uncomfortably in his small bed in the Order Headquarters, his thigh rubbing against the eldest Weasley's. "The healing spells and potions will eventually take affect once they circulate through my blood stream."
"Perhaps we could find a way to speed up the absorption process." Bill's hand slid down Severus' chest, cupping Severus' suddenly interested cock through his trousers.
Severus' eyes shot open, meeting Bill's sparkling blue orbs for the first time since the younger man had helped him to his room after he had returned from a night at the Dark Lord's tender mercy. "I don't think…"
"Oh but I do. I've wanted you since I was your student. I was one of the few privileged to know the man behind the façade you created for your students. I listened as Mum and Dad told of how you had spied for our side, bringing us the word that there was a traitor in our midst."
"But you were the one who spread the rumours that I was a vampire," Severus protested, even as his body arched up into the skillful fingers playing his body like a musical instrument.
Bill's lips curved into an impish smile. "Overheard Dumbledore saying it was important for your safety that no one ever found out you had spied for our side. 'Twas my way of helping." He moved until he straddled Severus' groin, and lowered his lips until they were only a hairsbreadth away from the older man's. "Let me help you a bit more personally this time. I'll do all the work; all you have to do is lay back and enjoy."
Any reply Severus would have made was swallowed as Bill pressed their lips together, his tongue immediately darting in Severus' mouth. His fingers linked with the Potions Master's, and he lowered his pelvis so his hardened length rubbed sensuously against the older wizard's.
Harry forced himself to maintain contact with Severus, the unexpected wave of jealousy nearly jolting him free of the connection. He had seen Bill looking after Severus wistfully on occasion, but Severus had never given the redhead even a sideward glance. Now the reason was obvious. Harry had been delving deeply in Severus' subconscious when he had uncovered this memory. Obviously, between the effect of the torture Severus had undergone that night, and the result of the potions he had imbibed to recover, he had no conscious memory of his one night liaison with Bill Weasley.
~ TBC ~
So without further adieu...
Let The Game Begin
Chapter 5
By Corgi (goldpemcorgi) and Magdelena (magdelena1969)
Severus made his way swiftly to his office intent on finishing his lesson plans for the upcoming school year. He needed that mindless task to help him plan his next assault on Harry. Not that he wanted to continue playing their game. If it wasn't for his pride he would have surrendered when he had his hands all over Harry's soft skin. But being the Slytherin that he was, he had to at least pretend that he won without allowing the other man to know that he had won.
'What else can I do?' He thought to himself as he settled at his desk with the lesson plans opened at the third year curriculum.
He was drawing a blank when it came to tempting Harry and decided it would be best if he played off the younger man's next gambit. Yes that would work nicely, especially since his most subtle actions worked best and sending the younger man up the wall.
~*~
Strong, sure hands glided over Harry's bare chest, teasing his sensitive nipples, as the velvet heat of his lover's mouth closed around his erection. Harry's hands fisted in the long, dark locks encouraging his dream lover to move faster and faster. He felt his body giving into the his rapidly approaching orgasm, when suddenly, suddenly… from afar he heard…
"Harry dear, wake up. I have a potion for you."
Harry jerked awake, and up into a sitting position, the sheet pooling at his waist and thankfully hiding the straining erection he now sported. He winced visibly at the realization that he had almost come from simply the thought of Severus pleasuring him, and reached out to take the phial of potion from Poppy. "Thanks."
"Good thing I woke you," Poppy stated, shaking her head sadly at Harry as she completely misread what had disturbed Harry's sleep. "I could tell your leg must have been cramping something awful. You were moaning quite loudly in your sleep. You must have been having a horrible dream."
Harry bit on his lower lip to prevent the laugh that threatened to escape. "Oh yes, ma'am. It was simply torturous," he lied smoothly.
Oblivious to Harry's amusement, Poppy continued to speak as she handed him a set of his robes which Dobby had brought down with him earlier. "Dreams are the most amazing things. One's subconscious playing out one's deepest fears and desires."
Harry had just finished spelling on his clothing, and froze as he rose from the bed. That was it. His mouth twisted into an evil smirk. Oh, Severus, wouldn't even know what hit him. Severus thought he was just a fairly decent Occlumens. He had no clue about the advanced studies that Harry had undertaken.
Poppy had continued to ramble and shrieked as Harry picked her up, spun her around, and then planted a kiss on her cheek. "I swear if this works, I'll be forever in your debt."
Without further explanation, Harry swept out of the Infirmary towards the Dungeons leaving a bewildered Poppy in his wake.
~*~
Severus readied himself for the day and hoped that he could make Harry crumble today. Last night's dreams were going to get him disqualified from this little game and he was determined to end it today. If only to spare himself the embarrassment of losing because his body had a mind of its own. He chose an old set of silk robes to wear and he couldn't help but admire how they clung to his frame after he put them on. If this didn't cause Harry's gaze to lock onto him Severus didn't know what would.
He strolled into the Great Hall and felt the gaze of everyone in the hall lock onto him. Albus' eyes were twinkling knowingly, but Severus pointedly ignored the meddling old man. He sat in his usual seat and waited for Harry's arrival. He decided that he would stick to his plan and wait for Harry to make the opening move in today's game. His attention was pulled away from the doors by Minerva sidling up to him.
"Severus, I've noticed a few scheduling conflicts while making up the schedules for the students. They'll be a staff meeting to iron out the problems after breakfast."
"I'll be there, Minerva. Is the problem with the NEWT levels?" Severus asked while glancing out of the corner of his eye.
"Mostly with the NEWT, but there are some conflicts with the first and fourth year classes." Minerva informed him with a small puzzled frown on her face. She shrugged her shoulders after watching him a few moments. "I'll see you then, Severus."
Severus grunted in reply and refocused his attention to the doors, but Harry never showed for breakfast. It worried Severus a bit. He hoped that the brat wasn't going to try and seduce him by keeping out of sight. Otherwise he'll be spending the rest of the year in St Mungo's. When he was done picking at his breakfast he followed his colleagues to the staff room to find that Harry was already there. They spent over an hour hammering out the problems, which required everyone to adjust their teaching schedules. Harry didn't do anything to disrupt his concentration as they worked out the details. After the rest of the staff drifted off to where ever they went during the day, he remained in his place wondering what Harry was playing at. He just couldn't figure it out.
As he sat and wondered what Harry's next move was, an old, barely remembered memory surfaced and made it very hard for him to sit comfortably.
Warm breath ghosted over his cheek as the younger man who lay by his side gently stroked his hair.
"Are you sure there's nothing further you need, Severus?"
"Thank you, William, but you've done enough already." Severus shifted uncomfortably in his small bed in the Order Headquarters, his thigh rubbing against the eldest Weasley's. "The healing spells and potions will eventually take affect once they circulate through my blood stream."
"Perhaps we could find a way to speed up the absorption process." Bill's hand slid down Severus' chest, cupping Severus' suddenly interested cock through his trousers.
Severus' eyes shot open, meeting Bill's sparkling blue orbs for the first time since the younger man had helped him to his room after he had returned from a night at the Dark Lord's tender mercy. "I don't think…"
"Oh but I do. I've wanted you since I was your student. I was one of the few privileged to know the man behind the façade you created for your students. I listened as Mum and Dad told of how you had spied for our side, bringing us the word that there was a traitor in our midst."
"But you were the one who spread the rumours that I was a vampire," Severus protested, even as his body arched up into the skillful fingers playing his body like a musical instrument.
Bill's lips curved into an impish smile. "Overheard Dumbledore saying it was important for your safety that no one ever found out you had spied for our side. 'Twas my way of helping." He moved until he straddled Severus' groin, and lowered his lips until they were only a hairsbreadth away from the older man's. "Let me help you a bit more personally this time. I'll do all the work; all you have to do is lay back and enjoy."
Any reply Severus would have made was swallowed as Bill pressed their lips together, his tongue immediately darting in Severus' mouth. His fingers linked with the Potions Master's, and he lowered his pelvis so his hardened length rubbed sensuously against the older wizard's.
Harry forced himself to maintain contact with Severus, the unexpected wave of jealousy nearly jolting him free of the connection. He had seen Bill looking after Severus wistfully on occasion, but Severus had never given the redhead even a sideward glance. Now the reason was obvious. Harry had been delving deeply in Severus' subconscious when he had uncovered this memory. Obviously, between the effect of the torture Severus had undergone that night, and the result of the potions he had imbibed to recover, he had no conscious memory of his one night liaison with Bill Weasley.
~ TBC ~