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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Harry_Potter, Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Language, Slash_sex, Out_of_Character, Sexual_Content, Alternate
      Universe, Plot_What_Plot/Porn_Without_Plot, Romance
  Collections:
      HPFandom
  Stats:
      Published: 2008-05-20 Completed: 2008-06-20 Chapters: 2/2 Words: 1934
****** How Do You Want It? ******
by sisterae [archived by HPFandom_archivist]
Summary
     A series of 'fantasy' ficlets, warnings fluctuate per chapter.
Notes
     Note from SeparatriX, the archivist: this story was originally
     archived at HP_Fandom, which was closed for health and financial
     reasons. To preserve the archive, I began manually importing its
     works to the AO3 as an Open Doors-approved project in August 2016. I
     e-mailed all creators about the move and posted announcements, but
     may not have reached everyone. If you are (or know) this creator,
     please contact me using the e-mail address on HP_Fandom_collection
     profile.
***** one *****
   This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK
  Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books,
 Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being
         made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings - Anal, Slash, Crossdressing, Role Playing, Oral, H/J, Under 18.
-
The pleated skirt was green and black plaid, sitting just above mid thigh. A
bare three inches of tantalizingly smooth skin sat below it. Beneath that, the
long coltish legs were encased in white silk stockings. Briefly glancing at the
gold buckled Mary Jane’s, Severus let his gaze travel back up the barely curved
body. A collared shirt, as brightly white as the stockings and just as form
fitting was bisected by a satin tie; the same shade of green as the markings on
the skirt. Topping the vision of adolescent loveliness was the shyly smiling
face of Harry Potter, his hair magically lengthened to compliment his attire.
Breathing deeply, Severus gripped the arms of his chair, restraining himself
from jumping from his seat, striding across the room and bending the boy over
one of the many desks. When Harry had mentioned acting out a few of his
fantasies, cross-dressing had never even occurred to Severus. It seemed a bit
too advanced for the Savior of the Wizarding world, at least in Severus’
slightly jaded opinion. The boy had been a virgin when they started their
relationship after all, at least in regards to males.
“Do you like it?” Harry asked softly, giving the bottom of his skirt a tug.
“You look… lovely.”
“You don’t think it’s… weird?”
“Not in the slightest, Ms…”
“Just Harry.”
“Well then, Harry, what can I do for you?” Severus asked, leaning back in his
chair.
“I was hoping that maybe, if you had the time, you could tutor me.”
Harry stepped forward, moving to stand in front of Severus, his hips resting on
the desk’s edge.
“Wouldn’t you prefer the help of another student?”
“Oh no Professor, you’re the only one that can teach me what I need to know.”
Boosting himself up, Harry set himself on the edge of the desk and leaned back,
supporting his weight with his hands. Severus could only watch as he spread his
legs slowly, revealing a wealth of gloriously bare skin. Leaning forward,
Severus ran his potion-stained fingers along Harry’s calves, up along the back
of his knees to his thighs, pressing them further apart. Harry moaned softly,
moving his hand to tug his skirt up enough to show Severus just how aroused he
was.
Severus leaned down, swiping his tongue across the head of his cock, teasing
the slit with a few gentle flicks. Harry whimpered, fingers clenching in the
pleats of his skirt as he tugged it higher. Massaging the smooth skin beneath
his palms, Severus sucked the dripping prick into his mouth. Relaxing his
throat, he bore down, humming his approval as Harry collapsed across the desk.
“Oh… please!” Harry cried, hips jerking as Severus took him deeper into his
mouth.
Trailing his fingers up, Severus teased the silky skin atop Harry’s thighs,
sliding his thumb down across the drawn up bollocks, along the sensitive skin
behind them until he reached his goal. The wrinkled ring of muscle gave under
his thumb and Severus almost chuckled, Harry had definitely come prepared.
Harry raised his right leg, bumping Severus’ shoulder as his heel caught on the
edge of the desk. The minor adjustment left his legs splayed farther apart and
Severus wasted no time reaching down with his free hand to tug at the placket
of his trousers. As his cock sprang free of its confines Severus pulled back,
sucking the head of Harry’s prick strongly before releasing it with a pop.
Stroking himself, he teased Harry with a few steady thrusts of his thumb.
“Just begging to be fucked aren’t you.” Severus murmured, rising from his
chair.
“Yes! Oh… fuck me Professor!”
Holding out his hand, Harry raised his other leg, hooking it behind Severus’
hip to tug him closer. Removing his thumb, Severus grasped Harry’s waist
firmly, tugging his arse to the very edge of the desk. Holding himself steady,
he teased Harry, letting the head of his cock breach the loosened hole before
pulling back. Harry whined, digging his heel harder into Severus’ back, trying
to force him closer. Moving his hand to Harry’s prick Severus wrapped his
fingers around it as he thrust home. Harry arched up off the desk, pressing his
hips back as he cried out.
Tugging the cock in his hand, Severus set up a bruising pace, bollocks slapping
the rounded cheeks of Harry’s arse with every inward thrust. Harry began to
babble, words of nonsense equating to ‘faster’ and ‘harder’ as Severus pummeled
his prostate intently. Twisting his wrist, Severus sped up his pace, gripping
Harry’s shoulder as he began to slide across the desk. Harry keened, legs
locking as the desk began to rock with the force of Severus’ thrusts. Shots of
cum, hot and sticky erupted from Harry’s prick, splattering across Severus’
hand as well as Harry’s shirt and tie. A few more steady thrusts and Severus
froze, hips arching forward as he filled Harry’s battered insides with his
seed.
Panting, Severus slowly pulled back; extricating himself from the obviously
exhausted body sprawled across his desk. Harry barely seemed to register
Severus’ movements but for a soft moan when Severus pulled his spent cock free.
Leaning down to grab his wand from where it’d fallen, Severus quickly waved it,
cleaning them both before tucking himself away. Harry sat up slowly, wincing a
little even as he ran his hand through his messy hair with a smile.
“I trust you’ve learned something from today’s… session?”
“Oh yes.” Harry replied, easing off the desk to press a kiss to Severus’ cheek.
“But I’m sure there’s so much more you can teach me.”
“Indeed.” Severus said, eyeing the subtle swing of Harry’s hips as he headed
for the door.
***** two *****

Author's notes: same as previous chapter
===============================================================================
   This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK
  Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books,
 Scholastic Books and Raincoat Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being
         made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Warnings – Anal, Slash, Breath play, Rimming, Under 18.
-
Harry shifted back against the pillows, nervous though he tried not to show it.
Severus had been understanding when he’d suggested trying new things. He’d been
sure however that his latest request would be met with a decidedly negative
response. Harry knew it was a bit strange; it was certainly not the type of
thing the other blokes talked about when sex was discussed. Those conversations
ran more along the lines of two women together or something to that affect. He
was certain he’d never heard mention of what he planned to try that very
evening.
When Severus stepped into the room, his eyes landed first on Harry, taking in
the length of his body as he sprawled out across the bed. Harry watched him
just as hungrily in return, feeling his cock twitch at his lovers’ scrutiny.
Feeling bolder by the moment, Harry ran a hand down his chest to circle his
prick, tightened fingers giving it a tug as Severus began to strip out of his
long robes. Ogling the expanse of alabaster skin, Harry trailed his eyes over
the lightly furred chest to the strip of hair that fanned from his bellybutton
down. Severus was delightfully hard, cock head red and weeping as he moved to
crawl onto the bed.
No warning was given as Harry suddenly found himself flipped, the downy
mattress cradling his cock as Severus’ nimble fingers circled his waist.
Realizing what Severus meant to do, Harry moaned, canting his hips up in
offering. Caressing him slowly, Severus let his hands roam, across Harry’s hips
to the back of his thighs, spreading them neatly. The first puff of scorching
air across his twitching hole made Harry whine, pressing back in a silently
plea for more.
“Like that do you?” Severus chuckled darkly, spreading Harry wide with his
thumbs.
“You… you know I do.”
Dropping a kiss to the base of Harry’s spine, Severus let his mouth trail
lower, tongue flicking out to lap at the salty clean skin beneath his lips.
Harry’s hips surged forward as Severus’ tongue fluttered across his hole.
Another swipe of his tongue and Harry moaned, this time pressing back against
the wet little appendage intent on driving him mad. Holding his tongue stiffly,
Severus drove it deep inside Harry, mouthing the pucker as it clenched around
his tongue. Crying out, Harry spread his thighs wider, eager for more.
One thorough tongue fucking later and Harry was a wreathing mass on the bed,
babbling and begging Severus to take him. Pulling back, Severus took the time
to admire the nicely loosened hole before inching forward on his knees. Tugging
Harry up to meet him, Severus gripped his cock, lining up as Harry began to
push back, impaling himself on Severus’ shaft. As he sank inside, Severus’
gripped Harry’s hips, holding him steady should he get the urge to rush.
Once fully seated, Severus pulled back slowly, watching his cock as it
reappeared before thrusting back in firmly. A steady rhythm soon had Harry
clawing at the sheets, pressing himself back insistently as Severus surged
forward. Orgasm rising, Harry began to plead, tipping his head back as Severus
began to pound into him, bed curtains shaking as the solid bed beneath them
began to rock. A whispered word was all he heard before a length of braided
velvet wrapped around his throat. Feeling it tighten, Harry bit his lip, heart
pounding as he waited for more.
“Is this what you wanted?” Severus asked, bending forward to nip at Harry’s ear
lobe as he tightened his grip.
“Yes!… Oh yes!”
As the rope tightened around his throat, Harry felt the muscles in his neck
rebel. His head began to pound as he struggled for air, blinking rapidly as
spots appeared before his eyes. Harry’s lungs were burning with the effort,
fighting for even the smallest amount of oxygen. Severus’ cock continued to
rake across his prostate and Harry began to gasp, short bursts of air as his
vision dimmed. Another well aimed thrust and Harry’s eyes rolled back in his
head, body slumping forward as his prick erupted, coating the bed beneath him
as he surrendered to darkness.
Waking some time later, Harry reached a hand up to rub at his throat though he
felt no pain. He was on his back, his body had been cleaned, and though he
couldn’t feel any chafe marks along his neck, his head still ached a bit.
Turning his head, he saw Severus stretched out beside him, resting his head on
his fist as he stared down at him. Reaching out, Severus touched his throat
gently, dislodging Harry’s hand as he trailed his fingers over where Harry
assumed the marks had been.
“Did you enjoy that?”
“Yes.” Harry replied, cheeks tinged pink as he pressed a kiss to Severus’
wrist. “Did you?”
“Well, I must confess I prefer my partners awake and aware but seeing how much
you enjoyed yourself, I would not be averse to trying it again.”
“Maybe.” Harry turned, wrapping an arm around Severus’ waist as Severus ran a
hand through his hair. “There are still a few things I’d like to try, if you’re
willing.”
“You need only ask.”
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