Winter Shagging Days - 1
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starduchessTitle: Winter Shagging Days - 1
Author: starduchess
Pairing: Snape/Harry
Rating: hard R
Word Count: 200
Warnings: frottage
Prompt: from Slythindor100 traditional prompt #1, Hogsmeade shopping street with snow at night, also for![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png)
snarry100 prompt #399: Enough.
A/N: I am using some of Slythindor100's prompts for this. Don't know how many of these I'll do, but I wanted to work on my smut writing with Snarry. I'm sure you're all appalled by that. ;)
Snape threw Harry up against chilly stones and pressed in close, wedging one leg into the v of Harry’s body. “What was that phrase again? ‘Over my dead body’?”
Harry groaned as Snape’s presence overwhelmed him and his own dick came to life at Snape’s nearness and the clothed friction. “I just don’t want my name used in a potions ad.”
“It’s one advertisement. Cash in on your notoriety.” Snape ground into Harry, rubbing their dicks against thighs.
Harry whimpered. “Please, Severus. Someone’s going to see us.”
“No one’s here in the bloody cold, and the shops are closed.” He began thrusting in earnest while devouring Harry’s mouth in a passionate kiss. When they were close, he pulled away to whisper, “Come for me.”
Harry’s breath hitched and then he groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as his orgasm overtook him. Snape thrust a few more times then came, too. They stayed near, holding each other through the aftershocks and exchanging heated breaths.
Snape gained control of himself first. “Dead enough?”
Harry grinned. “Don’t think you’ve won that argument. I’m still conscious.”
“Then I shall endeavour to do better.” Without another word, he Disapparated them away, leaving the street truly empty.
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Author: starduchess
Pairing: Snape/Harry
Rating: hard R
Word Count: 200
Warnings: frottage
Prompt: from Slythindor100 traditional prompt #1, Hogsmeade shopping street with snow at night, also for
snarry100 prompt #399: Enough.A/N: I am using some of Slythindor100's prompts for this. Don't know how many of these I'll do, but I wanted to work on my smut writing with Snarry. I'm sure you're all appalled by that. ;)
Snape threw Harry up against chilly stones and pressed in close, wedging one leg into the v of Harry’s body. “What was that phrase again? ‘Over my dead body’?”
Harry groaned as Snape’s presence overwhelmed him and his own dick came to life at Snape’s nearness and the clothed friction. “I just don’t want my name used in a potions ad.”
“It’s one advertisement. Cash in on your notoriety.” Snape ground into Harry, rubbing their dicks against thighs.
Harry whimpered. “Please, Severus. Someone’s going to see us.”
“No one’s here in the bloody cold, and the shops are closed.” He began thrusting in earnest while devouring Harry’s mouth in a passionate kiss. When they were close, he pulled away to whisper, “Come for me.”
Harry’s breath hitched and then he groaned, his eyes fluttering closed as his orgasm overtook him. Snape thrust a few more times then came, too. They stayed near, holding each other through the aftershocks and exchanging heated breaths.
Snape gained control of himself first. “Dead enough?”
Harry grinned. “Don’t think you’ve won that argument. I’m still conscious.”
“Then I shall endeavour to do better.” Without another word, he Disapparated them away, leaving the street truly empty.
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