Severus pulled down the emerald-eyed man’s boxers and threw those with the rest of his clothes. Oh, he was everything Severus remembered him being. Every muscle, dimple and mark were right where he remembered them being. He lowered his gaze to look at his lover fully. Oh yes, he was exactly as he remembered.

“Mr. Snape,” Harry said from below drawing Snape's eyes to his. “I do believe you are a little over dressed for the evening.”

Severus smirked and with a quick spell divested himself of his clothing. “Better?”

Harry laughed, “Much.” He pulled the older man on top of him and gasped at the skin on skin contact. He hurried and mashed his lips with Severus’ as the heat washed through his body.

“Accio lube.” A bottle flew through the air and landed in Severus’ hand. “Are you sure, love?”

Harry nodded and wiggled impatiently as Severus moved down the bed between Harry’s legs and poured the slick liquid on his fingers. Harry gasped as he felt pressure at his entrance. There was a slight sting as the digit was pushed fully into him.

“Doing okay?” The Slytherin asked nervously.

Harry nodded. “Yes, damn you! Keep going!”

Severus laughed and crooked his finger moving it in and out stretching the tight muscles. Before too long he added another finger and soon after that a third.

“Damn it I cant take it anymore Severus. Fuck me already!”

Severus could hear the weakness in his young lovers voice. He moved up and aligned himself. “It’s been a while. It may hurt you a bit.”

“I'm sure its nothing compared to the other hurts I felt Severus. Please. Merlin, please make the hurt go away.” Harry's eyes were filled with tears. Severus entered him slowly and he sighed with relief. He needed this. He needed the closeness before he was lost completely to the man he loved.