One morning, as Severus Snape was waking up from anxious dreams, he discovered a cock on his bed which was trying to get into his pants.
Severus recognised it immediately: it was Harry Potter's cock. This cock had given Severus much pleasure two months ago, but he'd assumed it had just been one of those mad things that happen in the middle of an insane war.
Severus felt his own cock harden, and he held Harry's cock tenderly. It throbbed in his hand. Severus guided it between his legs, and was beautifully and thoroughly fucked by it.
On the second night, it was Potter's hand that appeared to spread fire through every cell of his body, massaging and pinching and pumping him until Severus coated it with his semen.
On the third night, Potter's mouth came and kissed him, sucked his nipples, plunged into his most intimate parts and finally closed around his cock, bringing him to the most amazing orgasm he'd ever had.
Severus felt sated, but something was missing.
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On the fourth night, Harry Potter's whole body Apparated onto Severus's bed, almost crushing him.
"Oh... I'm sorry, Snape. Oh, Merlin... I think I'm Apparating during sleep."
Severus slid to the side of the bed so that Potter could fit next to him. "Now I understand. You've been Somnapparating. Because you've been unconscious when you Apparate, you've been splinching yourself. "
"So... it wasn't just dreams."
"Perhaps you want to be with me just... in part?"
Potter blushed, but shook his head.
"Tonight you're entirely here. Is this... meaningful?" asked Severus, an insane hope sparking in his heart.
Harry wrapped an arm around Severus's waist and buried his face in the curve of his throat. "I can stay…if you want me to."
Severus wanted it. He wanted it all.
Ptyx, January 2006