Fic: Surprise
Title: Surprise
Author:![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
alisanne
Rating: R
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley.
Word Count: 163 *cough*
Genre: Erotica.
Warnings: None.
A/N: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
daily_deviant’s April Birthday celebration, drabble/drawble days. Prompt: Surprise.
Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
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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Surprise
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“You’re late,” Severus grumbled, kissing Harry.
“Speeches ran long,” Harry gasped. Banishing their clothes, he spun around, arching his back. “Hurry before they miss me.”
Severus fingered him. “You’ve prepared yourself. Eager?”
“Shut up and fuck me.” Harry moaned as Severus breached him. “And I’m too old to fuck in Ministry closets.”
“You’re too old?” Severus muttered, starting to move.
Before Harry could respond, the door flew open. “Harry— Bloody hell! You’re fucking Snape?” Ron cried.
Harry smiled weakly. “Surprise!”
Severus hummed. “Technically, I’m the one fucking—”
“Yes, yes!” Ron averted his face. “It’s time for your speech, Harry.”
“Bit busy,” Harry gasped.
“Right. I’ll just—” Shaking his head, Ron shut the door.
“You know what this means?” Harry said.
“Don’t say it.”
“We can come out of the closet!”
Severus started to move again. “Why am I with you?”
“My tight arse?”
Severus huffed, but Harry could hear the laughter in his voice. “You’re not wrong.”
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Author:
alisanneRating: R
Pairing: Severus Snape/Harry Potter, Ron Weasley.
Word Count: 163 *cough*
Genre: Erotica.
Warnings: None.
A/N: Written for
daily_deviant’s April Birthday celebration, drabble/drawble days. Prompt: Surprise.Beta(s): None, poke me if you spot anything.
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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Surprise
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“You’re late,” Severus grumbled, kissing Harry.
“Speeches ran long,” Harry gasped. Banishing their clothes, he spun around, arching his back. “Hurry before they miss me.”
Severus fingered him. “You’ve prepared yourself. Eager?”
“Shut up and fuck me.” Harry moaned as Severus breached him. “And I’m too old to fuck in Ministry closets.”
“You’re too old?” Severus muttered, starting to move.
Before Harry could respond, the door flew open. “Harry— Bloody hell! You’re fucking Snape?” Ron cried.
Harry smiled weakly. “Surprise!”
Severus hummed. “Technically, I’m the one fucking—”
“Yes, yes!” Ron averted his face. “It’s time for your speech, Harry.”
“Bit busy,” Harry gasped.
“Right. I’ll just—” Shaking his head, Ron shut the door.
“You know what this means?” Harry said.
“Don’t say it.”
“We can come out of the closet!”
Severus started to move again. “Why am I with you?”
“My tight arse?”
Severus huffed, but Harry could hear the laughter in his voice. “You’re not wrong.”
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*snort* out of the closet, indeed!
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Poor Ron. He should know better than to burst in on Harry like that. ;)
Thanks, bb!