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FIC: Back to the Beginning
Title: Back to the Beginning (written for Week One/snarry_ldws on LJ)
Author:joanwilder (RaeWhit)
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Genre/Cliché: First time
Word: forest
Summary: It made sense to Severus to go back to where it'd all started.
A/N: Thanks tojadzialove for beta reading.
Back to the Beginning
Not a pleasant memory. Drunken Death Eaters, barely wet behind the ears, bragging and boisterous. A flash of lust, some sweat and spit, a grunt of pain, and before he'd known it, Severus had a cock up his arse.
Harry'd told him his own experience hadn't been much better. A wank in a shower, awkwardness and fingers, a few quick thrusts and it'd been over. At least Harry remembered the man's name.
Tonight would be his and Harry's first time. Severus could sense it, smell it and taste it, and he knew Harry could too.
They stood with their arms around each other. Severus knew what Harry would say, but felt he had to ask anyway. He was surprised when Harry asked him first.
"Are you sure?"
Severus murmured, "Do you trust me?"
When he felt the nod against his cheek, Severus held Harry tighter and Apparated.
It was a warm moonlit forest that smelled of summer, redolent of wildflowers.
Harry looked around, his eyes wide. "I know this place—the Forest of Dean." He paused. "Why here?"
"It was the first time I saw you as a man. The first time I wanted you," Severus admitted, his eyes lowered.
"You were here? Watching me?"
Severus relived it in a flash: pale skin beneath the moonlight, muscles twitching in the cold, long sinewy legs poised at the pond's edge. A pounding heart, his breath whitened puffs of condensation as his mouth suddenly went dry.
"Yes."
Harry smiled, stepped back and slowly removed his clothes, making a pile at his side. There he stood, arms dangling, cock bobbing up against his belly.
"I'm waiting," Harry said softly.
Arousal propelled Severus to a similar naked state.
Grinning, Harry turned, then gracelessly leapt into the pond.
With a feral growl, Severus plunged too.
Title: Back to the Beginning (written for Week One/
snarry_ldws on LJ)Author:
joanwilder (RaeWhit)Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: R
Warnings: None
Genre/Cliché: First time
Word: forest
Summary: It made sense to Severus to go back to where it'd all started.
A/N: Thanks to
jadzialove for beta reading.Not a pleasant memory. Drunken Death Eaters, barely wet behind the ears, bragging and boisterous. A flash of lust, some sweat and spit, a grunt of pain, and before he'd known it, Severus had a cock up his arse.
Harry'd told him his own experience hadn't been much better. A wank in a shower, awkwardness and fingers, a few quick thrusts and it'd been over. At least Harry remembered the man's name.
Tonight would be his and Harry's first time. Severus could sense it, smell it and taste it, and he knew Harry could too.
They stood with their arms around each other. Severus knew what Harry would say, but felt he had to ask anyway. He was surprised when Harry asked him first.
"Are you sure?"
Severus murmured, "Do you trust me?"
When he felt the nod against his cheek, Severus held Harry tighter and Apparated.
It was a warm moonlit forest that smelled of summer, redolent of wildflowers.
Harry looked around, his eyes wide. "I know this place—the Forest of Dean." He paused. "Why here?"
"It was the first time I saw you as a man. The first time I wanted you," Severus admitted, his eyes lowered.
"You were here? Watching me?"
Severus relived it in a flash: pale skin beneath the moonlight, muscles twitching in the cold, long sinewy legs poised at the pond's edge. A pounding heart, his breath whitened puffs of condensation as his mouth suddenly went dry.
"Yes."
Harry smiled, stepped back and slowly removed his clothes, making a pile at his side. There he stood, arms dangling, cock bobbing up against his belly.
"I'm waiting," Harry said softly.
Arousal propelled Severus to a similar naked state.
Grinning, Harry turned, then gracelessly leapt into the pond.
With a feral growl, Severus plunged too.