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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Additional Tags:
      Blow_Jobs, Choking, Hand_Jobs
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-05-26 Words: 1389
****** I wrote my way out of hell, i wrote my way to revolution ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     Severus's voice wavers with his thoughts, and he loosens his hold on
     Potter's throat. The boy drags in a thick, wet breath. "And," Severus
     continues, " I find, I cannot manage to hate you."
Notes
     i dont own anything, the wonderful jk rowling does
See the end of the work for more notes
Severus's breathing is loud to his own ears. Potter's face is beginnin to turn
a deep shade of red. Snape is snarling, "You are a disgusting, disrespectful
little brat and-"
Severus's voice wavers with his thoughts, and he loosens his hold on Potter's
throat. The boy drags in a thick, wet breath. "And," Severus continues, " I
find, I cannot manage to hate you."
It's a piece of him that is punched out like a fist through a wall. The plaster
is crumbling to leave behind a jagged hole. Potter looks up at him with
surprise. His bony hands cease their attack on Snape's docile hold on his
throat and fall away. Potter lifts his chin to Snape , the action translating
into defiance. Snape's mouth curls around how truly Gryffindoric the boy is.
Severus's fingers rub at the purpling skin before his hand too falls aside. To
him the silence is terse. The air is thin, too thin, for a few dragging
moments. Snape refuses to be the first to blink in their staring match. Soon,
Potter's chin drops and he peers at him through his lashes. It makes Severus's
body throb horribly with heat. He curses himself for becoming victim to his own
attraction.
Potters hand comes to lay on the front of his robes where Severus is sure he
can feel the beating of his heart. He stares at the visible words that scar
Potter's olive skin. His throat closes around the sick feeling trying to claw
it's way up. He takes in the boy before him; Potter's eyes have turned hard and
are alight with anger. He opens his mouth, and Severus sees his resolve break.
The green eyes soften and glow minutely with tears. His voice is watery when he
speaks. " I don't know how to hate you, not anymore."
Potter's quiet confession is not relieving, there is no euphoria. Severus's is
hit between the ribs with it. He isn't foolish enough to imagine a happy ending
with war burgeoning just beyond the walls of the castle, hell it's brewing in
the castle. He sees Potter's jaw tighten and recognizes it like a snake coiling
ready to strike. He beats down his screaming reflexes as Potter's hand curls in
his robes. He is pulled forward until his body is flush against Potter's. Two
bony arms wrap around his waist. The wall he had pushed Potter against in his
rage is now supporting them. He is caught off guard by the kiss that lands on
the edge of his mouth. Potter, nearly an adult now, is tall enough to brush his
jaw with his up curved nose.
Severus stares down at him with considering eyes. His eyes sweeping over the
bright green eyes and sparse dark freckles. His stomach is twisted with want,
and Potter's eyes keep looking at his mouth. His morally compass is beyond
shattered and he weighs the pros and cons minutely. He drops his mouth to
Harry's when he realizes that now in his office will affect nothing of the
future. The war will rage, deaths will pile up, and he won't survive it.
Harry moves with him in clumsy eagerness, his hands digging into Severus's back
and pulling him closer. Moaning as a thigh slides between his own. Severus
grabs his sharp hips and holds them to the wall as his cock slides against
Potter's thigh in his pants. Harry's oversized jeans rub against his erection
painfully. He pulls his mouth away from Severus and moans at the way the older
man grinds their hips together. His teeth dig into his lip as another pair bite
as his jaw.
His knees feel weak as Severus leaves open mouth kisses to the bruises around
his neck, his dick twitching at the reminder of being choked. He releases his
hold on the man's robes and brings a hand between their hips to wrap around
Snape's hard on.
Snape groans into Harry's neck. His mouth goes to his ear and he whispers
roughly, "Get on your knees." He kisses over Harry's racing pulse point before
the boy falls to his knees.
Snape runs a hand through the messy black hair and opens his robes, his black
slacks resting low on his hips. Harry's hands shake as they open his fly.
Severus watches him with half lidded eyes and pulls himself out. He holds his
leaking cock and brings Harry's head closer. His lips quiver with nerves but he
puts his mouth over the head. Severus groans quietly, petting the boy's hair as
he takes him deeper. His mouth is warm and he pushes his hips forward, Potter
gags as he hits the back of his throat. His green eyes are dark and he pushes
himself to the point of gagging.
Severus pulls himself out, rubbing his cock over the boy's red mouth. His hand
fisting tightly in Potter's hair and the boy whimpers, his hips bucking at
empty air. He stares at Potter, lost in watching him. He crushes the half of
thought about how beautiful he is. "Stick your tongue out."
Harry licks his lips before letting his tongue flatten out, and hit the dungeon
air. Severus places his cock on his tongue and slides deeper into the warm,
stopping when he hit the boy's throat. His hold on his hair helping keep Harry
in place as the boy squirms. The eyes look up at him as they begin to leak
tears down his cheeks. Severus groans and begins to fuck the Harry's mouth. He
watches as Harry palms his own cock through his jeans and lets himself be used.
He watches Harry's eyes glaze over as he uses his mouth and slows down enough
for him to breathe.
He feels himself getting closer to climax and fucks Harry's mouth quicker. He
stops when he is buried in his throat. The warm fluid filling the boy's mouth,
he watches Harry's reaction and keeps his softening cock in his mouth until the
boy swallows. His chin has a mix of come and spit drying. Harry takes a deep
breath as soon as he can pull himself together. Severus kneels beside him. He
kisses at the tears on his cheeks, and let's Harry take his mouth as his hand
finds the boy's cock.
He gets his hand in the the waist line of Potter's jeans and jerks him quickly.
Harry easily falling apart after being neglected for so long. When he comes he
cries out Severus's name and his hand is bruising around his bicep. He slumps
with his head on Severus's shoulder. There is finally some peace.
~
The funeral is nearly empty. Despite clearing Snape's name after the war he was
still unappreciated. Harry watches as the coffin is lowered into the ground. He
handled most of the funeral arrangements and picked a plot in the same grave
yard as his parents. He grabs a hand full of dirt, his pants knees dirtying as
he kneels in the soil.
He stands over the hole, letting the dirt slip through his fingers and land on
the shiny coffin. He thinks not of Snape's last delirious words. He thinks of
the night over a year ago. The aftermath as they picked themselves up and back
together.
Severus's lips on his forehead. Harry refusing to leave; he had foolishly clung
to any idea of a happy ending. They had fought. Their shouts could've woken the
entire castle. It ended though, Severus telling him to stop with his blind hope
and optimism in a war zone. They kissed again and this time when Harry cried he
wiped away his own tears. He went to the door, Snape's voice following him.
"Stay alive, Potter. "
He had looked back, nodding when they made eye contact. He heard another quiet
three words but didn't look back. With his heart racing he headed back to
Gryffindor tower. He had a something to plan.
Now, as he stares at the coffin he coughs up the words that have been sitting
in his throat for months. " I love you too." He wipes his hand on his pants and
apparates. The wind stops blowing, and the clouds cover the sky leaving things
a dark grey. A war has been completed, the deaths have all been counted, and
Severus Snape did not survive. The cemetery is silent.
End Notes
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