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Fic: Getting Lucky
Title: Getting Lucky
Author:
alisanne
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 365
Genre: Erotica, romance
Warnings: Er, nothing really. Maybe some groping?
A/N: Written for
hogwarts365's prompt #35: “Grow old along with me!
The best is yet to be,
The last of life, for which the first was made.” ~ Robert Browning, and Felix Felicis.
Also, I've come up with a name for this. It's my In Vino Veritas Series. *g*
It's also continued from Chance Encounter (LJ/IJ/DW), The Road to His Door (LJ/IJ/DW), The Drunken Truth (LJ/IJ/DW), The Great Pretender (LJ/IJ/DW), Planned Experimentation (LJ/IJ/DW), Losing the Armour (LJ/IJ/DW), No Turning Back (LJ/IJ/DW), and Regaining His Senses (LJ/IJ/DW).
Betas:
sevfan and
emynn
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Getting Lucky
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Once Harry had drifted off, Severus sighed. I doubt I’ll sleep, but I can at least rest my eyes. He hadn’t slept well the previous night, however, so before he knew it he was unconscious. When he woke, the sun was high in the sky.
Harry had shifted and was sprawled across his chest. The unconscious possessiveness implicit in the action made Severus smile.
“--time is it?” Harry murmured into Severus’ skin as he stirred.
Severus glanced towards the clock on his bedside table. “Almost noon.”
“Good thing I’m not working today.” Harry yawned, lifting his head.
“Indeed,” replied Severus, relieved that Harry didn’t seem too disappointed with him in the light of day. “Although...should I be expecting Patronuses from your friends looking for you?”
Harry laughed. “They know I can take care of myself.”
Severus snorted. “You have yet to convince me of that, however. I suspect you really could have ended up in a ditch last night had I not been there. You need a keeper.”
Resting his chin on Severus’ chest, Harry smiled into his eyes. “And are you applying for the job?” he asked softly.
Yes. Severus blinked, the words of a Browning poem coming to him. ‘Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made.’ He cleared his throat. “Someone has to.”
Harry smiled, the light in his eyes making Severus’ heart speed up. “Then I’m lucky you’ve decided to take me on. Maybe there was Felix Felicis in my drink last night.”
Severus licked his lips. “Unlikely.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” Harry shifted, pressing his erection against Severus. “So, how do I prove that I can take care of myself?”
Severus’ hands slipped down to cup Harry’s arse. “I suppose you start by making responsible decisions. Then, once you prove to my satisfaction that you’re capable of handling your affairs, perhaps you can be allowed out on your own.”
Harry hummed. “Sounds like this will be a long process.”
If I’m lucky. “Indeed. Shall we get started?”
Dipping his head, Harry sucked one of Severus’ nipples into his mouth. “Definitely.”
~
Continued in Warning Signs (LJ/IJ/DW).
Author:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 365
Genre: Erotica, romance
Warnings: Er, nothing really. Maybe some groping?
A/N: Written for
![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
Also, I've come up with a name for this. It's my In Vino Veritas Series. *g*
It's also continued from Chance Encounter (LJ/IJ/DW), The Road to His Door (LJ/IJ/DW), The Drunken Truth (LJ/IJ/DW), The Great Pretender (LJ/IJ/DW), Planned Experimentation (LJ/IJ/DW), Losing the Armour (LJ/IJ/DW), No Turning Back (LJ/IJ/DW), and Regaining His Senses (LJ/IJ/DW).
Betas:
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
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Getting Lucky
~
Once Harry had drifted off, Severus sighed. I doubt I’ll sleep, but I can at least rest my eyes. He hadn’t slept well the previous night, however, so before he knew it he was unconscious. When he woke, the sun was high in the sky.
Harry had shifted and was sprawled across his chest. The unconscious possessiveness implicit in the action made Severus smile.
“--time is it?” Harry murmured into Severus’ skin as he stirred.
Severus glanced towards the clock on his bedside table. “Almost noon.”
“Good thing I’m not working today.” Harry yawned, lifting his head.
“Indeed,” replied Severus, relieved that Harry didn’t seem too disappointed with him in the light of day. “Although...should I be expecting Patronuses from your friends looking for you?”
Harry laughed. “They know I can take care of myself.”
Severus snorted. “You have yet to convince me of that, however. I suspect you really could have ended up in a ditch last night had I not been there. You need a keeper.”
Resting his chin on Severus’ chest, Harry smiled into his eyes. “And are you applying for the job?” he asked softly.
Yes. Severus blinked, the words of a Browning poem coming to him. ‘Grow old along with me, the best is yet to be, the last of life, for which the first was made.’ He cleared his throat. “Someone has to.”
Harry smiled, the light in his eyes making Severus’ heart speed up. “Then I’m lucky you’ve decided to take me on. Maybe there was Felix Felicis in my drink last night.”
Severus licked his lips. “Unlikely.”
“Yeah, you’re probably right.” Harry shifted, pressing his erection against Severus. “So, how do I prove that I can take care of myself?”
Severus’ hands slipped down to cup Harry’s arse. “I suppose you start by making responsible decisions. Then, once you prove to my satisfaction that you’re capable of handling your affairs, perhaps you can be allowed out on your own.”
Harry hummed. “Sounds like this will be a long process.”
If I’m lucky. “Indeed. Shall we get started?”
Dipping his head, Harry sucked one of Severus’ nipples into his mouth. “Definitely.”
~
Continued in Warning Signs (LJ/IJ/DW).
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