My Valentine First

Draco Malfoy, History of Magic Professor at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry, watched in complete bemusement as his esteemed Defence Against the Dark Arts colleague twittered around his office nervously.  Not even a duel to the death with Voldemort sent Harry Potter into such a state of anxiousness.

"Harry!  Do settle down and tell me what's happened now." Draco grabbed Harry and stuffed him into a chair.  "You're making me dizzy."

Harry grinned rather sheepishly.  "Sorry about that.  It's just that, well… You see, Severus…  That is, I had…"  Harry gave up on his current state of incoherence and blushed.

"I see… I guess this means that you and Severus are ready to uh, take this relationship to another level?"  Draco arched a perfect blond eyebrow at Harry and was rewarded by another blush.  "Well, I can't say that this surprises me.  You've been seeing each other seriously since the beginning of this year.  If anything, I'm surprised that it's taken this long.  Severus can be quite single-minded when he knows what he wants.  And he most definitely wants you, m'dear."  Draco gave Harry a cheeky grin, which led to another round of blushes.

"Harry, why are you blushing so much?  You can't possibly be embarrassed by the thought of physical intimacy.  I mean, it's not like you're a virgin."  Draco sniffed dismissively before he caught the expression on Harry's face.  "Merlin!  You are a virgin!"  Draco stared at Harry in disbelief before bursting out in laughter.  "Who would have thought?"

Harry stopped blushing at this point and instead scowled at Draco's hysterics.  "Exactly when do you think I would have had the chance to lose it, Malfoy?"  His annoyed tones broke through Draco's laughter and forced him to focus on Harry's words.  "During the time I was studying at Hogwarts when Voldemort was constantly trying to kill me?  Or perhaps after graduation, while we were running ourselves to the bone, working for the Order?  Oh I know.  Maybe while we were picking up the pieces after I killed Voldemort and I was trying to establish myself as the DADA instructor at Hogwarts?"

"But Harry", Draco said in a conciliatory fashion, "this is your third year as a teacher.  You've been colleagues with Severus this entire time.  I just don't understand why you never took the plunge before."

"Well, it could be because I didn't even admit to myself that I was attracted to Sev until last summer.  And although we've been together since the start of school, we've both been so involved in work and house activities, that it's been easier to just take things slowly."  Harry smiled awkwardly and said, "I also think that he's been waiting for me to get used to the idea first.  He knows he'll be my first and he didn't want to rush me.  But I'm ready now."

"I think I know what's going on now.  You're actually afraid that he'll be disappointed with you."  Draco smacked Harry lightly on the head.  "You're such a dumb git.  You've got something special going on with Severus.  Even I can see that.  I think things will work out just fine.  Have you made plans?"

Harry started blushing again.  "Severus invited me over to spend the evening.  He mentioned he had plans for me…"

"There you go then.  I'm sure he knows what he's doing.  Just trust him."  Draco grinned impishly and added, "And don't forget to tell me all about it tomorrow… in great detail!"  He ruffled Harry's hair, just to annoy him, before heading off to class.

"Do you trust me, Harry?"

"Of course I do."

"Will you let me do everything I want with you?"

"Yes…"

"Will you let me do anything I want to you?"

Harry nodded mutely, suddenly incapable of words.  He would agree to anything as long as Severus continued to speak to him in that dark velvety voice.

"Then let me show you what it means to be mine."

Severus undressed Harry slowly, caressing every inch of uncovered skin, eliciting soft gasps and moans with every stroke.  His eyes drifted over Harry's nude body approvingly before he led him to the bed and sat him down on a pallet of towels at the edge.  Harry watched in bemusement as Severus headed into the bathroom and returned with an assortment of items, including a razor and shaving soap.

Responding to Severus' nudge, Harry lay down and had his abdomen and pelvic areas covered with warm towels.  Once Severus had prepared the shaving soap to the right consistency, he removed the towels and began spreading foamy soap over Harry's belly and pelvis, causing him to shudder a little at the feel of the brush.  Severus looked searchingly into Harry's eyes before taking the razor and making the first pass over his skin.  Each flick of the razor caused Harry to gasp a little.  It was not that he didn't trust Severus' skill with the blade, but the increasing feeling of intimacy was overloading his senses.

Before long, Severus was ready to move to another area of Harry's body.  At his urging, Harry spread his legs and raised his knees slightly so that he could spread the soap over his balls and arse. The delicate and precise way that Sev shaved his most private areas was sending tingles through Harry's body.

After cleaning the soap and hair off, Severus settled Harry in the middle of his bed and smiled wickedly.  "I think, Mr Potter, that you are ready for a demonstration."  Sev ran the tips of his fingers randomly over Harry's body, dancing over the smooth skin and waking all his nerve endings.  Then he dragged his nails lightly over the freshly shaven abdomen, pelvis and down his inner thighs, carefully avoiding Harry's prick and arse.  He rubbed his whole body against Harry's as he reached up to kiss him, licking and sucking at his tongue, nibbling his lips. 

After kissing Harry into stupor, Severus moved back down to lave the leaking tip of his prick, drawing an inarticulate cry from his throat.  He lifted Harry's hips up and pushed until Harry was balanced on his shoulders with his hands holding his knees wide and up against his chest.  Harry watched breathlessly as Severus' face moved down between his legs until he could feel warm puffs of air tickle the sensitive skin.  Harry bit back a moan as he felt Severus licking the pucker of his arsehole before introducing the tip of his tongue inside.  He lost track of the passage of time as he melted into the sensations Severus was causing.

Severus fucked his arse with his tongue, at times delving deep inside, other times wiggling and stretching the entrance.  He placed sucking kisses along his perineum, nibbled his inner thighs, nudged and sucked his balls and the base of his cock.  Harry's position caused his balls to hang against his prick and Severus would lick all the way from his arsehole to his balls in a single motion, then suck the base of his cock through the thin barrier of his ballsac.  On his return trip back, Severus would bite at the edge of Harry's arsehole before thrusting his tongue back inside.

Severus' tongue and lips and teeth worked tirelessly on him and Harry could feel the pleasure building up to an unbearable level.  Severus held his hips in a tight grip so that he couldn't jerk around too much, but Harry could feel his arsehole clenching and trying to pull Severus' tongue deeper inside.  Harry was starting to whimper in complete frustration as he reached frantically for his climax.  His fingers leaving marks on the backs of his knees as he pulled his knees farther apart and thrust longingly against Severus' grip on his hips.

Suddenly, Severus pulled his hips down against the bed and sucked the head of his cock hard into his mouth.  Wrapping his hand around Harry's cock, Severus squeezed and tugged a few times, letting the edge of his teeth scrape lightly against the cockhead.  Harry's entire body clenched tight and a strangled sound issued from his throat as he came in hard, sharp spurts into Severus' mouth.  Loud gasps filled the room as the last of his come dribbled out of his cock and he felt all his muscles relax and melt into the bed.   

Severus smirked at him from his vantage point between his legs.  Harry felt too good to take offence.

"I'm not finished with you yet."

Severus rolled Harry over onto his elbows and knees, propping him up with a pillow under his stomach.  Oiled fingers probed his hole, which was completely relaxed from Severus' earlier ministrations.  Harry felt too good to be nervous as Severus' cock sought entrance.  There was a slight feeling of resistance before Severus' cock entered in one smooth movement.  With a few steady thrusts, Severus was buried to the hilt.  After waiting a few minutes to allow Harry time to get used to the sensation of fullness, he started fucking in long, slow strokes.  Severus groaned in pleasure at the feeling of his cock moving in Harry's hot, tight arse, while Harry gasped at the sparks that ran through his body whenever Severus nudged his prostate.  

It wasn't long before Severus was starting to fuck Harry harder, smacking his belly against Harry's arse with each stroke.  Then, as he pulled back, he brought a hand down hard on Harry's arse, squeezed and released as he thrust back in.  He repeated this again with his other hand and soon established a rhythm, spanking and fucking Harry hard, revelling in the sounds of flesh meeting flesh echoing in the room, at the sight of Harry's arse getting warm and red.  Harry was writhing under Severus, at first confused at the slight pain, but soon finding himself again at the edge as the sensations of pain and pleasure mingled in his mind and body.  

Severus' movements were getting wilder and less controlled as he sought his own release.  Reaching down to wrap his hand around Harry's cock, Severus stroked a few times before thrusting in hard and coming with a garbled cry.  A few seconds later, Harry's arse tightened even more around him as his seed spilled into and over his hand.

Finally, Severus eased out of Harry, groaning at the loss of warmth and snugness.  Harry could feel warm liquid spilling out of his arse after Severus pulled out and smiled wistfully at the thought of holding this part of his lover deep inside him forever.  Severus indulged his possessive side and enjoyed the sight of his pearlescent come dripping out of Harry's well fucked hole.

Laying down with a contented sigh, Severus drew Harry's body against his as they lay on their side, his fingers drawing abstract patterns on Harry's body.

"Happy Valentine's Day."  Severus murmured as he kissed Harry's neck.  "I trust that I have made it a memorable one."  He gave Harry a self-satisfied smirk.

"Most memorable."  Harry decided that it would take too much energy to wipe the smirk off Severus' face.  Anyway, he rather deserved it.  He turned around to face Severus and kissed him softly.  "I love you." 

Severus smiled and laid his lips on Harry's scar.  "Indeed.  It seems I love you too."

Draco's going to enjoy hearing about this.  Harry hid his grin against Severus' neck.  Well… about some of this.

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