Posted originally on the Archive_of_Our_Own at https://archiveofourown.org/
works/10815582.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Harry_Potter/Severus_Snape
  Character:
      Severus_Snape, Harry_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Anilingus, Anal_Fingering, Anal_Sex
  Series:
      Part 3 of Everyone_Knows
  Stats:
      Published: 2017-05-03 Words: 1539
****** Potions Interlude ******
by HecatesKiss
Summary
     Harry is caught by his lover in the Potion's Storage on an errand for
     Dumbledore.
Notes
     For a friend on the day of his birth. Happy birthday sir! ^_^
     ***
     Also, completely NOT beta'd.
Harry stepped into the storage closet and glanced up towards the high shelves.
Veritaserum was always stored up top, just to make it harder to steal. Harry,
like Snape, ignored the fact that it was technically illegal to possess outside
special circumstances. However, there was a war on, as old Mrs. Vachusen from
Number Nine said.
Harry tugged the door shut behind him and muttered a lumos. He clamped his wand
between his teeth and started scaling the ladder. Once he was at the correct
level, he paused. Veela tears, vorpal blood, volubilis potion, venomous
tentacula juice, and there it was, tucked in the very back of the shelf,
veritaserum.
Reaching out, Harry snagged the small bottle and stowed it safely in his
pocket. He then started down the ladder. His feet were just touching the ground
when the creak of the door being opened had him thinking a very hasty nox.
Severus billowed into the tiny space and scowled. “Potter?”
“Close it.” Harry hissed and the Master spy obviously thought it wise to obey
and did so. Harry used his wand to cast a lumos again and then kept his hands
still as the dark clad professor glared at him.
“Why am I unsurprised to find you here, of all places, Mr. Potter?”
“I --” Harry wasn’t sure what to say. If Severus found out that he had grabbed
a vial of Veritaserum, the man would skin him alive, and probably wouldn’t
bother to use a wand. However, to ensure that Dumbledore actually told him the
truth the man had sent him for the bottle. He highly doubted that Severus would
even let him explain before he got around to flaying.
“Are you once again raiding my stores cupboard?”
“Yes, well, no, but…”
“I believe I have warned you on… multiple… occasions, Mr. Potter. I do not
tolerate thievery. And I expect you to pay the price.”
Harry swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Dark eyes were scanning his face
and posture, lips pressed into a very thin line. Harry tensed as a hand dipped
into black robes and then came out with a white handkerchief.
“It involves… well… that. The reason I’m in here.” Harry said, gaze locked onto
the handkerchief, which he knew was actually his lover’s Death Eater Mask under
a transfiguration spell. A dark brow winged up.
“Did Dumbledore send you for something?”
“Yes, sir. And I wasn’t about to refuse him.” Harry blinked as the handkerchief
was pocketed. He’d more or less proved his identity via knowing what exactly
that was.
“What did he send you for?”
“Veritaserum.” Harry said with a swallow. Those dark eyes lit with rage.
“Albus could have simply asked me, instead he sent you like a sneak to raid my
cupboards?!”
“Yes?” Harry asked, twitching slightly under the hot gaze.
“Perhaps I should make you pay the price now, and not wait til later.” Severus
purred, shooting a specific locking spell at the door. Harry hitched in a
breath. Severus’ stance changed immediately to something less aggressive.
“Turn and grab the ladder, Harry, both hands.”
“I’ll have to drop my wand, Severus.” Harry warned. Severus nodded and cast a
quick ball of light that he suspended overhead. Harry doused his wand and
pocketed it before turning and grabbing the ladder with both hands as
instructed.
“Reach up, grab the rung slightly higher than your shoulders.” Severus said.
Harry swallowed and shifted his grip. “Good.”
Harry didn’t bother to jump when long potion stained fingers grazed the waist
of his trousers, reaching for the button and zip. He shivered as both pants and
trousers were tugged down. It had been three weeks since their interaction in
Severus’ office.
Harry jerked when a specific set of spells were murmured and shot at him. “Legs
apart, wider.”
The rustle of robes made him shiver. He glanced behind himself and choked on
nothing. The sight of Severus Snape on his knees was Harry’s own personal
fantasy. But this was better than fantasy. This was the real item. His lover,
kneeling behind him.
Hands went to his arse and he gasped as his cheeks were parted. His brain
shorted as he realized exactly what his lover had in mind. He turned his face
away and swallowed.
The trace of hot breath and then the feel of his lover’s face pressed between
his cheeks, clever tongue suddenly busy there nearly made his knees buckle. The
noise he made certainly showed he approved.
Delicate traces around the rim, broad stripes lapped across the center of his
entrance had him moaning. Gentle sucking kisses made his head spin. When
Severus’ tongue pierced him Harry bit back a groan. He leaned his head against
the railing his hands were wrapped around and shuddered.
He jerked forward and then back when Severus’ tongue returned to teasing along
his rim and interspersed it with piercing thrusts. His thighs shook, it felt
incredible. A gasping cry was wrung from him when a finger was slowly
introduced, slick with some form of lubricant.
“Oh fuck.” Harry managed. He heard Severus’ breathy chuckle as the man pushed
to his feet. Harry groaned when the finger was removed, but then hot blunt
pressure was spreading him open. Harry stared blindly at the shelves of
ingredients as he realized exactly what Severus intended to do.
“And? Harry? If you ever steal from my stores again, this will be the very last
time I engage in such behavior with you. Understood?”
“Yes.” Harry murmured sucking in a breath. Severus pulled back and sank in
again once. Harry moaned.
“Yes, what?” Severus growled against his ear.
“Yes, Professor Snape.” Harry managed, shaking. Severus rewarded him by
beginning to fuck in earnest.
There was no finesse, no gentleness here, it was a stolen moment in the
confines of a dark Potions Storage Cupboard. Harry loved every minute of it. No
one would expect or even believe that he and the Potions Master and Master Spy
were involved. Everyone honestly thought they hated each other.
Harry closed his eyes and just enjoyed the sensations, Severus slamming roughly
into him, breath ghosting against his neck, the scent of potions swallowing up
any specific scent that Severus carried.
The little bitten off noises that Severus allowed himself, Harry treasured,
knowing he’d peeled back a layer of protection. His knuckles whitened on the
rung as Severus shifted his grip on his hips and rutted into him, minted breath
a harsh pant against his throat, lips absently brushing.
Harry shuddered as he heard the gasp Severus gave as he twitched and yanked
himself free of Harry’s body as he spilled, cock painting streaks of fluid
across Harry’s exposed arse and over his entrance. Harry shook and clung to the
ladder.
The spells that flicked over his arse merely made him blink, the cleaning was
gentle enough. He blinked again when hands gently caused him to turn. He
swallowed back a shout and allowed his hands to drop to Severus’ shoulders as
the man’s hot mouth closed around his still erect cock.
Harry looked down, green eyes wide as he realized that his lover was kneeling
before him, lips wrapped around his blood engorged cock. He wanted to preserve
the sight forever. And then Severus swallowed.
It only took a few swallows and one lick for Harry to erupt down his lover’s
throat, gasping in shock. Severus suckled him clean and then leaned back with a
smirk. Harry was a panting mess and a bit of his come clung to the corner of
his lover’s mouth. Harry shuddered.
“Too fucking good.” Harry managed wobbling on his feet. Severus licked his lips
and pushed to his feet. A few quick flicks and Severus was once more
immaculately clothed in black.
Harry struggled to right himself and knew he came off looking like a bedraggled
orphan in comparison to his lover.
“Harry? What did Albus send you for?”
“Huh?” Harry asked, brain still swimming in pleasure.
“What potion did he have you retrieve?”
“Veritaserum.”
“If you got it from the labeled section, it will be a placebo, like I used
during Umbridge’s reign. The actual potion is… ah, here. Three drops and you
will also need the antidote, which I keep… here.” Severus plucked a pair of
bottles from differing places on a shelf at knee level and passed both to his
lover before he turned and extended his hand. Harry handed him the vial he had
retrieved earlier.
“Thank you, Severus.”
“You will tell me the contents of the discussion, if you are able?” Severus
asked, arching an eyebrow. Harry smiled and nodded before he schooled his
expression into something unpleasant. Severus unlocked the door with a flick of
his wand.
“If I ever catch you in my stores again, Potter, you will not live long enough
to graduate! Get your worthless arse from my sight at once!!”
Harry left the cupboard at a run, ignoring the slight soreness in his back.
Severus at full volume would have sent most students running for cover. He kept
his amusement well hidden as he jogged towards his meeting with Dumbledore and
lemon drops and discussions about a Dark Lord that was still gathering power
and forces.
Please drop_by_the_archive_and_comment to let the author know if you enjoyed
their work!