The Mortal

Tough and strong. Harry had no idea how attractive his flushed body was, his green eyes wide open and out of focus, and every swipe of Snape's hand made him open his mouth and scream. Harry was eager to find the man's mean and warm lips, but Snape chose to back away at this moment, he opened the boy's legs and folded them upwards, and lowered his head to lick and kiss the soft flesh on the inner thighs amidst the other's dissatisfied whimpers.

"No," Harry said tremblingly, his voice shifting with Snape's movements. "Let me touch you, please-"

Snape was touched by his uneasy plea.Even now, his boy was still afraid, he was so afraid of losing, after he had lost so much, Harry, he thought, here I am, Harry.He moved up to kiss the reddened eyes of the young man soothingly, and Harry stretched out his arms anxiously to clasp his neck and tighten it as soon as he came back, and his legs, which had been pushed further apart by this, were entangled On Snape's waist, the latter paused insignificantly, then pressed down hard.

Harry began to let go of his unmistakable voice.Their lower bodies were rubbing against each other, the skin was so hot that he wanted more, but Snape just kissed him, from the eyes to the brow, from the cheek to the corner of the mouth.The rumbling heartbeat in his ear encouraged him to draw his legs tighter, and Harry straightened up uncomfortably, trying to get more comfort from this grinding touch.

"What do you want?" Snape asked again, his voice hoarse.

"You." Harry said tremblingly against his shoulder, "It's you."

The familiar dialogue made him pick up some broken thoughts. Snape's hand re-stretched towards his crotch, and the strength that others could not fully grasp stimulated his muscles to tense. Harry unconsciously left scratches on Snape's back, and with each quick stroke of his hand There was a small choked sob as he moved, and the previous memory came flooding back when his mind went blank - he said I want you, I want you to love me, and then what did Snape say?

good.He said yes.

Harry's eyes widened in the rapidly building sense of urgency, he was almost there, and fuck, he had more important things to do. Snape was licking at his chest, but he wanted to see his face.

"S, Snape…" He managed to pronounce the full syllable, which managed to get the man's attention. "You said 'yes', you did, didn't you?"

Snape stopped right above the boy, and Harry could actually see his eyes burning this time, pure desire burning in that blackness, which made him tremble and brought him to the brink of collapse.

"I'm surprised," Snape said slowly, staring at him closely, "that you didn't figure this out until now."

So that's a "yes"?

Snape's fingers tightened slowly, like torture. Harry's desire was teetering on the brink, and he was going, he-

The feeling of brain being invaded suddenly came. Harry froze instantly, his heart skipped a beat, he couldn't believe that Snape would- he dared to use Legilimency on him at this moment.

He fell into an ice cellar in the blink of an eye.

You've done all this fucking to break into my brain and dig out what?Is there something I'm still refusing to give you, Harry thought desperately, it's worth all your trouble.

I have to admire your imagination. Snape said to him mentally, come and see, Harry, come and see for yourself.

Then their spirits merged for the second time in their lives.

The last time Harry inadvertently broke into Snape's mind, he caught hate.This time, in this very moment—a moment so short and so infinitely long in his life—he felt... he felt love.

His affection for him has never been even half a cent less than his.

Harry was dizzy in a trance, the mental impact and physical numbness made his muscles tighten, his toes curled up, and a complete orgasm swept him.His back arched perfectly upwards, his head was pressed back heavily into the pillow, his exposed throat trembled slightly, and he let out a low moan with tears in his mouth.

He said I love you too.I love you too.

The world seems to be slowing down, but that's nothing to care about. Harry lay limp on the bed, he couldn't speak, the white and thick body fluid kept ejaculating on the lower abdomen and even the chest of the two of them, the air was full of erotic and salty smell, and his body was still trembling from the too violent orgasm .Then slowly, his senses began to work again, and he gradually put all the previous pieces together.

So he gets a response. Harry absentmindedly felt the palms on his thigh stretching him to the limit, he wondered how many marks would be left on his body, and felt both cramped and empty at the same time - Snape's erection was still hot and hard Still sliding against his wet, sticky belly, but not enough, he thought, not enough.

Sometimes Harry would fantasize under the shower in the bathroom or on the futon late at night.He thought if that was possible, how Snape would be entangled with him in the bed, on the sofa or even at the dining table, they kissed, tore and touched each other, lost their minds with love and sex, thought he would use his lips to search every inch of a man's body And scars, and willing to do whatever it takes to please each other - Snape could stretch his body to fill him up, bump into him and throw all the shame to take it, their limbs meeting and colliding as one, and it seemed like that Make him Snape's, or make Snape his.

Now that is possible. Harry hardened again at the thought.

"I think…" he said eagerly, running his hands through Snape's sweaty black hair.

Then he stopped immediately. Harry held his breath under the man's raised gaze, and Snape stared at him, as if there wasn't anything else in the world worth distracting for a moment, that burning stare made Harry's throat dry, so intense What could be called terrible possessiveness and unveiled love approached him without hindrance, so Harry was terrified by this silent danger, shocked by fear, and excited by the shock to ignite a fiercer desire.

He brought one leg together and rubbed his knee against Snape's cock, which should have sunk into him, through a layer of thin, soggy fabric - yes, the man's panties were still fucking in place - and Harry was exposed. A shy smile.

"I think," he reached down into the fabric that was holding them back, and Snape's eyes darkened even more. "You'd better come in and fuck me before I change my mind."

He blushed and issued a provocative invitation.

Harry had a hunch he would regret it.Not in the literal sense, but in the possibilites of being so willing to add fuel to the flames of the dead - when the first finger, mingled with his own cum, was tentatively inserted into his ass slit He was panting as calmly as possible while Snape was restrained to pay attention to his reaction, Harry stuck out his tongue and licked his chin, then pressed Snape's hand to make him penetrate deeper.

After that, he didn't get along so well. Snape directly lifted Harry's leg over his shoulders, and before the latter had time to express his opinion, the warm and rough palms pinched his buttocks and pulled them to the side, and then two fingers pushed into his body unquestionably.He groaned at the sudden pain, but Snape folded him almost completely in half, his hips dangling from the position and he couldn't use it - he would definitely regret it, but it's not like he cared - Harry grabbed Snape's hair tugged down, demanding kisses as the man pumped and pressed his asshole.

Until he was forced to let out a short scream by the strange pleasure.

Then he started to feel less sure about everything, he never knew there would be such an amazing... Harry hooked his legs back and tried to curl up, but it pressed Snape's shoulders instead and pushed them closer, he couldn't help it. Shaking around, as if that would get rid of Snape and started crushing his fingers - no no no that's too much, please don't - he was probably begging and shouting something, he couldn't remember, he couldn't tell Snape When did he open his acupuncture point wider, and he didn't know how tightly he clamped the man's fingers.

Harry tried helplessly to reach out to caress the unloved desire in front of him, but his wrist was quickly pinned to the top of his head with a tight grip.

"Assess the situation, Potter." Snape withdrew his other hand and pressed his penis against the boy's entrance with an unsteady breath. "You should...learn this lesson well."

Harry tensed his nerves sensitively.He swallowed silently, the sweat from Snape's forehead dripped down the corner of his mouth along the edge of his cheek, Harry subconsciously licked it with the tip of his tongue, and felt the hole below being pushed a little by the thick cock.

"You can," he raised his waist higher not to be outdone, "come and teach me, professor."

The next moment Snape slammed into him hard. Harry yelped as he got filled, it hurt, it hurt and it was so good, he struggled to look up to seal the yell into the kiss, but Snape saw through his intentional stagger and lowered his head to gnaw