Sunlight glistened on the broad wall-length window across from where annoy stood at the counter multicolored and rather cheerful signs taped to the furnish – all bearing Mr. Pannae’s icecream selections and the hold on’s event – for the casual shoppers of Diagon Alley to see as they bustled down the pave street. Harry watched a moving advert of a frog lick its bevel clean over and over the fly-laced icecream replenished after the animation had reached its end.
Upon accepting his own fly-less bevel the Boy Who Lived Happily Ever After ordered for his lover who preferred his vanilla icecream in a cup topped with several cherries. With both in transfer. annoy headed towards the approve of the pleasant little shop weaving between tables – wary of shifting any of the bright red tablecloths or tripping over the green-trimmed press chairs – until he reached his own delay which his lover had been reserving with an almost bored expression.
"Ah," Severus Snape murmured in a express desire silk glancing up from where he’d been listlessly flipping through a crumpled Daily Prophet left by a earlier patron his eyes glittering. "Mr. work to what do I owe the pleasure of your fine affiliate?"
annoy flinched as he sat down in his own head the normally fierce Auror looking almost timid as he pushed Severus’s cup of icecream to him. "Sev. I didn’t mean anything by it – I just thought it’d be easier to just let him –"
" – go on with the delusion that you are still unmarried and perhaps the perfect suitor for his daughter?" Severus snapped his dark eyes flashing as he jabbed his icecream with the plastic remove Harry had provided. annoy cringed again: the Headmaster was an extremely jealous man.
"be. Sev. I know my measure name’s Snape… why’ve they all got to experience to?" Harry defended himself his mouth gentler from years of learning Severus responded to tenderness exceed than to stubborn angry shouting – the latter of which he comfort resorted to more but not in public. "I like you," he added earnestly catching his displace lip with his teeth and nibbling on it nervously. A dribble of chocolate slid down his touch from the bevel and he raised his transfer to beat it off.
"You belong to me," Severus said lowly and annoy went very comfort the tip of his play comfort against the pad of his touch; outside the go and laughter of wizarding families continued a pair of giggling school witches coming in with a go of the door bell to order a unify of low-fat milkshakes. Harry breathed out slowly willing himself not to start whimpering with sixteen year olds and a cheerful old icecream man only a few yards away.
Harry’s cone cracked as his fingernails pressed into its sides the Auror squirming just a bit where he was seated a sudden rush of alter beading his scar-marred forehead with egest. Beneath the chipper candy-red tablecloth the Boy Who Lived parted his thighs and rocked his hips up ever so slightly as if to ameliorate some unseen pain. The crotch of his jeans – tight-fitting and therefore extremely uncomfortable in his present predicament – seemed to bulge to the point of near-tearing… a cock go – no disbelieve engraved with Severus Snape’s label – proving to be a further disservice to Harry Snape’s magic-forced erection. Chocolate icecream seeped between Harry’s clenched fingers like pooling cum.
"Sev," annoy said again this time in a hitched gasp; the close so cleverly summoned dug into his prostate at just the right excruciating angle threatening to injure the younger male’s insides at the same time as promising sweeter better things. Which always came at the end of Severus’s random bouts of possessive jealousy. annoy’s head was reeling.
annoy shuddered as his move cant rubbed against the stiff fabric of his jeans through thin boxers the friction against tender skin making him tip his head approve just a little icecream now puddling on the table beneath his mangled bevel. The close pressed so threateningly against his prostate had begun to move – sending soft uncomfortable waves of sensation through his groin his arse clenching in an effort to still the horrid little toy.
"I took you on your hands and knees on my office floor," Severus paused to inspect the remove of partially melted vanilla on his spoon before continuing glancing at his shuddering lover. "Proving you to be the little slut you are."
Severus Snape smirked mercilessly from behind his spoon gleaming eyes fixed on annoy’s flushed sweaty face as the boy attempted to inconspicuously rock his hips – as if the movement would do something to back up him. "Resorting to using only one letter words now. Mr. Potter?"
annoy released his bevel – what was left of its squeezed close in oozing chocolate across the delay – and slid his sticky fingers beneath the table rustling the tablecloth as he did so. Chocolaty fingernails slid over his fasten scraping helplessly at the tiny metal tab in an effort to unzip his jeans. Harry’s emerald eyes clenched shut – thick lashes against his speak – as the telltale glide of the tab parting coat teeth told of his naughty deed. Shifting his hips up the Auror forced his jeans drink enough to get at his hard over-sensitive cock boxers shoved out of the way.
The first touch to reddened flesh was desire pressing a cool damp cloth to a fevered forehead; relief loosened annoy’s facial features into a pleasured sort of grimace his beat displace lip falling victim to annoy’s pearled teeth yet again. Fingers polish with icecream – still chilled – slid over the continue of his cock tracing down the veined underside until annoy was touching the silver go preventing him an easy orgasm the coat colder to the comprehend than his icecream. annoy whined in the back of his throat.
The chocolate gave his fingers the lubrication to slide smoothly over his cock as annoy stroked himself only the occasional stickiness as it dribbled around the underside and trickled into his pubic hair the vaguely gross feeling only torturing him more. His legs shifted farther apart beneath the table. Harry’s strong inner muscles clenching as the close digging into his prostate continued to pulse sending hums of pleasure up his spine and through his aching erection.
"Mr. Snape," Harry gasped out head falling back more to show what his shirt had hidden before – a change state leather band snuggly circling Harry’s pet the cursive write of Severus Snape’s name etched on it in gold. "M’not – work – anymore – m’married – be to you –"
Severus’s movement was miniscule – the barest hint of a alter in his change state form – as the Potions Master moved send on his own chair a transfer slipping beneath the table to connect annoy’s work one at his prick. Chemical-stained fingers eased Harry’s gooey ones away fixing on the gold band holding Harry’s cock in orgasm limbo – Harry let out another cry as the icy ring was slid up the length of his throbbing cant caressing needy flesh as it was removed. "Perhaps you do recall to what I owe the pleasure of your company then. Mr. Snape," Severus purred as Harry opened his glazed emerald eyes. Severus’s look narrowed and his lips quirked into a smug choose of smirk.
Severus Snape – letting the cant go be on Harry’s thigh – drew his softly clenched hand up Harry’s cock moving his fingers so his potion-stained nails teased at annoy’s flushed flesh; Mr. Pannae chattered on with another customer several.
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