Day 09, The Plugged Present
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adventdrabblesTitle: The Plugged Present
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Severus
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 200
It was Christmas Eve and Snape appeared on Harry’s doorstep.
“I have a present for you,” he said gruffly, not meeting Harry’s eyes.
“Oh? Please come in.”
Grimmauld Place’s parlour was dark except for the fire on the hearth and the twinkling tree in the corner.
Harry waited for Snape to speak. He throbbed just looking at the older man.
With his gaze lowered, Snape let his long coat drop to the floor. He wore nothing underneath.
Harry’s breath caught.
Snape was aroused. And he was plugged. A sapphire jewel was nestled between his cheeks.
“Do you like your present?”
*
Harry bent Snape over the arm of the settee. The plug had done a proper job. He’d barely needed to use lube.
Snape cried as he was pounded, his hands scrambling for purchase, his thighs quivering.
Panting, Harry dropped hot, tender kisses along his back.
“It could be like this always,” he murmured.
“Oh, God!”
“It could, it could.” Harry ground deeper, hitting Snape’s prostate perfectly.
“Shut up and make me come!”
“Oh, alright.”
Harry pounded him and pounded him. He reached around to stroke Snape’s desperate cock. “When will you admit you love me?”
“GOD!” Snape cried and peaked.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Harry/Severus
Rating: Explicit
Word Count: 200
It was Christmas Eve and Snape appeared on Harry’s doorstep.
“I have a present for you,” he said gruffly, not meeting Harry’s eyes.
“Oh? Please come in.”
Grimmauld Place’s parlour was dark except for the fire on the hearth and the twinkling tree in the corner.
Harry waited for Snape to speak. He throbbed just looking at the older man.
With his gaze lowered, Snape let his long coat drop to the floor. He wore nothing underneath.
Harry’s breath caught.
Snape was aroused. And he was plugged. A sapphire jewel was nestled between his cheeks.
“Do you like your present?”
Harry bent Snape over the arm of the settee. The plug had done a proper job. He’d barely needed to use lube.
Snape cried as he was pounded, his hands scrambling for purchase, his thighs quivering.
Panting, Harry dropped hot, tender kisses along his back.
“It could be like this always,” he murmured.
“Oh, God!”
“It could, it could.” Harry ground deeper, hitting Snape’s prostate perfectly.
“Shut up and make me come!”
“Oh, alright.”
Harry pounded him and pounded him. He reached around to stroke Snape’s desperate cock. “When will you admit you love me?”
“GOD!” Snape cried and peaked.
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Date: 2025-12-09 11:47 pm (UTC)