alisanne

Title: No Accident
Author:

alisanne
Pairing/Characters: Severus Snape/Harry Potter.
Word Count: 100 x 9
Rating: NC-17
Challenge: Written for

snarry100/

snarry100's prompt# 637: Accident.
Summary: Harry gets his exercise.
Part Sixty-Seven of the Wisdom Series (LJ/IJ/DW).
Beta(s):

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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No Accident

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Harry woke to curses. He blinked, patting the bedside table until he located his glasses. Upon putting them on he saw Severus, barefoot, glaring down at a cringing Amiri. “What’s wrong?”

“Your Krup’s had an accident!” Severus raised one damp foot off the floor in obvious disgust.

Harry giggled, turning it into a cough when Severus glared at him. “Well, he’s just a puppy. We should train him.”

“We?”

“I should train him?” Harry smiled. “Once I’m medically cleared.”

Severus huffed. “We’ll both train him.” He glared at Amiri once more. “He obviously needs all the help he can get.”

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Harry, reading Keeping Krups, looked up when Severus entered carrying dinner. “Mmm, soup and sandwiches!”

“And treacle tart for afters.”

“Wow, what’s the special occasion?” Closing his book, Harry set it aside.

Clearing his throat, Severus said, “I may have been rather…harsh with Amiri earlier. He is just a puppy. There will be accidents.” His face darkened. “I shall simply have to remember to wear shoes around the house from now on.”

Harry grinned. “Wise choice. I’ll do the same, provided I’m ever allowed to walk again.”

Severus snorted. “Keep that up and I won’t let you top later.”

~

“Hey! You said I could top,” Harry protested as Severus straddled him.

Saying nothing, Severus positioned himself, his arse swallowing Harry’s cock. Pausing to adjust, he began riding, arms braced against Harry’s chest for support. “You are topping.”

“I thought—”

“I know what you thought.” Severus sped up. “But our position’s no accident. You’re supposed to be resting, and you know…how you are when you…top.”

Harry thrust upward, clinging to Severus’ hips. “No. How am I?” he breathed.

Leaning down, Severus kissed him, then whispered, “You’re raw power and beauty, passion personified.” He hummed. “You’re anything but restful.”

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“In my defence,” whispered Harry once they’d both come and were curled together in bed, “sex isn’t a traditionally restful activity.”

“Depends on who you’re having sex with,” quipped Severus.

Harry snorted. “The way we do it isn’t restful,” he clarified. “Better?”

“Yes.” Severus hummed. “And your point’s valid. Although, would you rather we not have sex at all? Because your Healer was adamant you should avoid all strenuous activities.”

“Damn.”

“Quite.”

“Do you think he won’t clear me for work?”

“I imagine you’ll be fine.”

“I know! I’ll just remember not to let it accidentally slip about the sex.”

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Severus hummed. “One shouldn’t lie to one’s Healer.”

“Maybe he won’t ask?” Harry shifted so his chin was resting on Severus’ chest.

Severus’ hands settled on Harry’s bum. “I think that’s highly unlikely. Healers, in my experience, ask all the questions.”

“Even the embarrassing ones?”

“Especially the embarrassing ones.”

“Well, fuck.” Slowly, Harry grinned. “I know! We’ll tell him it was an accident.”

“An accident?” Raising an eyebrow, Severus eyed Harry. “What, I slipped and fell on your cock? Repeatedly?” He snorted.

Laughing, Harry leaned up, kissing Severus on the mouth. “I love you,” he whispered.

Severus hummed. “I know.”

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The kissing morphed into another bout of sex, after which they dozed.

At some point in the night Amiri and Azizi got into bed with them, and, since they were used to accommodating animals, they both adjusted.

Just before dawn, something woke Harry. Yawning, he looked over, seeing Severus asleep.

Looking around, he saw Azizi. The moment Harry moved, she padded across the bed to sit on his chest, her tail swishing back and forth.

Harry grinned at her. “It’s no accident I was woken up, was it?”

Azizi purred. Then jumping off the bed, she started for the door.

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“Hungry?” Harry concentrated, and a moment later Azizi’s full food bowl sailed into the room. “Good thing I’m a wizard.”

Amiri, curled between Harry and Severus, raised his head and whined.

“Naturally you want yours, too.” Shaking his head, Harry Summoned Amiri’s food, watching with a fond smile as he and Azizi made short work of breakfast.

And speaking of breakfast…

Eyeing Severus, who hadn’t moved, Harry leaned down, kissing him. “Guess I accidentally shagged you out.”

Seconds later, Harry was on his back with Severus looming over him. “You wish,” Severus murmured. “Potions masters are prepared for such occurrences.”

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It was his favourite position, and Severus knew it, which was probably why he was fucking Harry face to face, with Harry’s legs draped over his shoulders.

Harry loved watching Severus lose himself, loved when his long, slow strokes morphed into rough thrusts.

“Close?” gasped Severus, hips rocking urgently against Harry’s.

Harry nodded, dragging Severus down for a kiss. They came within moments of each other, with Harry drinking Severus in.

As Severus rose to go to the loo, Harry stretched.

“FuckingMerlinbedamnedpieceofshit!”

Harry sat up, seeing Severus, feet wet, glaring at Amiri. Again. “Another…accident?”

“Obviously!”

Harry sighed. “Slippers.”

“Indeed!”

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“Excellent,” said the Healer, lowering his wand. “You’re cleared for duty next week. Rest up this weekend.”

“Okay.” Harry bit his lip. “Um…”

The Healer smiled. “Ask me anything.”

Clearing his throat, Harry said, “Can I top during sex?”

The Healer blinked. “Of course. As I told your husband, sexual activity’s encouraged. It’s good exercise. Just avoid the more strenuous forms, like wall sex or door sex.” The Healer stood. “Good day.”

Once they were alone, Harry eyed Severus.

Severus hummed. “Did I accidentally forget to mention topping was fine?”

Harry smirked. “Now I know what I’m doing this weekend.”

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Continued in Hero Complex (LJ/IJ/DW).