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_lore Title: What Both See
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Doesn't Severus know that waiting is overrated?
Summary: IF ANY, otherwise, can delete. It is helpful to some readers.
Notes: I hope this is what you're looking for, Starduchess. Happy Christmas!
"Severus, I'm done waiting."
Harry leaned on the side of the doorway to the Potions lab, arms crossed over his chest. From the vantage point of his desk, Severus could see the long muscles of Harry's forearms flexing, revealing the DADA professor's agitation.
If the sight made Severus' mouth go dry, he hid it well. "Waiting for precisely what, Mr Potter?"
Moving into the room now, Harry approached Severus' desk and stopped only when he was standing just past the seated man. He pretended to study a chart on the wall and could only imagine that Severus' eyes were flickering back and forth between the sight of Harry's jean-clad arse and his grading.
"It's been two years since my divorce and your eyes have worn tracks all over my body." Harry shifted to Severus' side, hips cocked forward for Severus' gaze, if he would only turn his head to face Harry openly. "I know you've seen me looking, too."
Once he'd discovered Severus watching him, Harry had fought his attraction for about a week, which was as long as he could hold out against the glimpses of naked hunger he'd caught on Severus' face.
Severus gripped his quill so hard, the tip trembled, but he remained staring straight down at his desk, not affirming or denying anything.
"What are you, a coward?" Harry whispered, treading dangerous ground out of sheer desperation.
Severus did not answer with a bellow as he once had. Instead, his chair flew back and crashed into the wall as he stood and hauled Harry by the shoulders into a devouring kiss. It took only a moment for Harry's mind to catch up with his body, and with his first wanton moan, their arms entwined around each other in a true embrace. The time for waiting was finally over.