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starduchessTitle: Stake-out
Author:starduchess
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 718
Warnings: glory hole sex (oral)
Summary: Harry is on stake-out, but he uncovers more than he thought would be there.
A/N: Written for BBTP challenge.
Harry strolled into the pub’s loo, ready to relieve himself and tired as shite. It had been a long stake-out, four days of watching the pub’s patrons for illegal potions trafficking with nothing to show for it. As far as he could tell, nothing untoward was going on here; they must have had their lead wrong.
He stepped into the back stall, closed and warded the door, and unzipped his trousers. His cock felt heavy in his hand, probably from how tired he felt, and it didn’t grow any lighter as he pissed, though his bladder surely thanked him.
He wiped himself with a tissue, brushing over the slit on the head of his cock. It sent a spark of want through him so fast that he couldn’t hold back the gasp of pleasure. He let out a low moan when he took himself in hand and stroked once. A new kind of tension began to fill him. It had been a week since he’d masturbated last and a few months since he’d been with someone, and it seemed that his body was yearning for some action.
It was with a little surprise that Harry heard a gruff voice come through the partition from an area he assumed had been storage.
“Do you wish my services, or shall I retire for the night?” There was a hint of self mockery in that last part. Clearly the man was irritated at the late hour.
Harry looked around and spotted the glory hole in the wall and realized what the other man had meant by services. This guy had clearly been waiting around for any last client… or he was the potions dealer they had been tipped off about. He decided to test his theory, and if proven false, at least he could get a good blowjob out of it.
“Sure. Get to work.”
He readied himself with a few quick, firm strokes, getting his cock hardened enough to push through the hole. As soon as he was most of the way in, a warm mouth enveloped him and licked him root to tip.
“Ngh, Merlin,” he moaned, overwhelmed by the instant heat and wetness surrounding his cock, making him feel dizzy. His hands grabbed for purchase on the wall or the partition --anything really-- with which to steady himself.
The man didn’t waste any time with teasing licks and nibbles but went straight for the heart of the matter with a fast bobbing of his head upon Harry’s cock, interspersed with long, drawn-out sucks that frazzled the nerves until all Harry could want was more, more. He was very efficient in his methods and soon had Harry quivering in need.
“Oh, my,” he mumbled. “Oh, yeah, that feels good.” Harry started jutting his hips forward into the partition, trying to go deeper into that talented mouth. All he wanted was release and he wanted it now. “Come on, come on, please,” he begged. Without warning, his climax took him and he exploded down the man’s throat, where he was sucked dry until it became painful.
Harry slumped down against the partition, his dick still in the hole but slowly diminishing. “That was… that was great,” he said, panting.
The man pulled off his cock and waited until Harry took himself out of the hole before saying, “That will be five galleons and three sickles.”
Harry chuckled a little. “Gods, you don’t give a guy a breather, do you?”
“Fast and furious is the most economical means of acquiring this transaction. I hope you approve.”
Something about the man’s speech sparked a twinge in Harry, but for the moment he just said, “Yeah.” He dug in his pouch for the money and handed it through the hole. Not hearing another word from the other man, he put himself back to rights and left the restroom.
Still bothered by a tickling in the back of his brain, he ran around the building and disillusioned himself to watch the back door without being detected. It didn’t take long to open, and a swirl of familiar black robes and boots stepped out into the alley.
Well, maybe there was a potions case here after all. He would have to return tomorrow and investigate Severus Snape further. His cock twitched, agreeing with the idea.
Author:
starduchessPairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 718
Warnings: glory hole sex (oral)
Summary: Harry is on stake-out, but he uncovers more than he thought would be there.
A/N: Written for BBTP challenge.
Harry strolled into the pub’s loo, ready to relieve himself and tired as shite. It had been a long stake-out, four days of watching the pub’s patrons for illegal potions trafficking with nothing to show for it. As far as he could tell, nothing untoward was going on here; they must have had their lead wrong.
He stepped into the back stall, closed and warded the door, and unzipped his trousers. His cock felt heavy in his hand, probably from how tired he felt, and it didn’t grow any lighter as he pissed, though his bladder surely thanked him.
He wiped himself with a tissue, brushing over the slit on the head of his cock. It sent a spark of want through him so fast that he couldn’t hold back the gasp of pleasure. He let out a low moan when he took himself in hand and stroked once. A new kind of tension began to fill him. It had been a week since he’d masturbated last and a few months since he’d been with someone, and it seemed that his body was yearning for some action.
It was with a little surprise that Harry heard a gruff voice come through the partition from an area he assumed had been storage.
“Do you wish my services, or shall I retire for the night?” There was a hint of self mockery in that last part. Clearly the man was irritated at the late hour.
Harry looked around and spotted the glory hole in the wall and realized what the other man had meant by services. This guy had clearly been waiting around for any last client… or he was the potions dealer they had been tipped off about. He decided to test his theory, and if proven false, at least he could get a good blowjob out of it.
“Sure. Get to work.”
He readied himself with a few quick, firm strokes, getting his cock hardened enough to push through the hole. As soon as he was most of the way in, a warm mouth enveloped him and licked him root to tip.
“Ngh, Merlin,” he moaned, overwhelmed by the instant heat and wetness surrounding his cock, making him feel dizzy. His hands grabbed for purchase on the wall or the partition --anything really-- with which to steady himself.
The man didn’t waste any time with teasing licks and nibbles but went straight for the heart of the matter with a fast bobbing of his head upon Harry’s cock, interspersed with long, drawn-out sucks that frazzled the nerves until all Harry could want was more, more. He was very efficient in his methods and soon had Harry quivering in need.
“Oh, my,” he mumbled. “Oh, yeah, that feels good.” Harry started jutting his hips forward into the partition, trying to go deeper into that talented mouth. All he wanted was release and he wanted it now. “Come on, come on, please,” he begged. Without warning, his climax took him and he exploded down the man’s throat, where he was sucked dry until it became painful.
Harry slumped down against the partition, his dick still in the hole but slowly diminishing. “That was… that was great,” he said, panting.
The man pulled off his cock and waited until Harry took himself out of the hole before saying, “That will be five galleons and three sickles.”
Harry chuckled a little. “Gods, you don’t give a guy a breather, do you?”
“Fast and furious is the most economical means of acquiring this transaction. I hope you approve.”
Something about the man’s speech sparked a twinge in Harry, but for the moment he just said, “Yeah.” He dug in his pouch for the money and handed it through the hole. Not hearing another word from the other man, he put himself back to rights and left the restroom.
Still bothered by a tickling in the back of his brain, he ran around the building and disillusioned himself to watch the back door without being detected. It didn’t take long to open, and a swirl of familiar black robes and boots stepped out into the alley.
Well, maybe there was a potions case here after all. He would have to return tomorrow and investigate Severus Snape further. His cock twitched, agreeing with the idea.
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Date: 2014-09-02 06:37 pm (UTC)Thank you for this hot story!