Summary: Sometimes, you can't wait for a slow seduction. Written for irana's Seduction Challenge.
Warnings: Nothing angsty happens, so I suppose it's OOC.
Beta reader: The wonderful sevfan
Disclaimer: The characters contained herein are not mine. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Severus pushed back from the table, sated.
“Well, despite my misgivings about this, you managed a creditable meal, Harry,” he said. He licked the last of the wine from his lips, smirking a bit when he noticed the way Harry’s eyes followed the movement.
“I’m happy you think so, Severus,” Harry replied with a smile. “The meal is not over, though. You’ll notice we haven’t had dessert yet.”
Severus raised an eyebrow. “I am not generally one for sweets,” he said, “But I have noticed that you are fond of your pudding.”
Harry blushed. “I am,” he admitted. “Although, I have something a bit different than the standard dessert planned for tonight. Follow me.”
He rose, and Severus did likewise, following him into the living room. There, laid out on a table in front of a chaise lounge, were an assortment of truffles, and several bottles of deep, red wine.
“I thought we’d do an impromptu wine and chocolate tasting,” Harry said.
He gestured towards the chaise, and as Severus sat on it, he settled next to him.
“The first one is a dark chocolate truffle with an orange infusion,” he said.
He handed it to Severus, licking his lips when the older man took a bite.
“I’d hoped we could share,” Harry continued huskily, eyeing the smudge of chocolate that had somehow ended up on the corner of Severus’ mouth.
“Did you?” Severus asked. After considering the bit of chocolate left, he offered it to Harry, biting back a moan when Harry lightly nipped the pad of his long finger as he sucked it into his mouth.
“Mmmm, very good,” Harry sighed, still eyeing Severus’ lips.
“What about the wine?” Severus reminded him.
Harry appeared a bit flustered as he reached for the wine, as if he’d forgotten his objective. He poured a small amount, passing it to Severus for tasting.
“Excellent choice,” Severus said, savoring the sip of wine on his tongue. “Here, try it.”
For a moment, Harry thought Severus was going to kiss him, thus allowing him to taste it on his tongue, but sadly, Severus passed the glass.
Turning it around so that he was sipping from the same spot, Harry drank deeply, his eyes never leaving Severus’.
“Delicious,” he said, his tongue stroking the rim where Severus’ mouth had last been.
Severus raised an eyebrow, looking down at the remaining confections awaiting their attention.
Harry, taking the hint, picked up another chocolate and offered it to Severus.
“This one is infused with raspberry,” he said.
Severus dutifully nibbled on it, allowing Harry to retain the morsel in his fingers.
“I like that one even better,” he said. “Go ahead, try it.”
Harry sucked the rest into his mouth, but before he could lick the remnants off his fingers, Severus grasped his arm and sucked his fingers into his mouth, cleaning them thoroughly with his tongue.
Harry, his eyes closed, missed the triumphant smile on Severus’ face when he said, “So, what wine goes with that one?”
Opening his eyes, Harry pulled his fingers from Severus’ mouth and picked up a bottle. “This one,” he proclaimed. Then, he tipped it back and took a swig, placing the bottle down.
“Want a taste?” he asked huskily.
Before Severus could finish his nod, Harry had straddled his lap and was nibbling at his lips. Severus opened his mouth to allow Harry access, moaning at the mixture of chocolate raspberry, sweet wine, and Harry that assaulted him.
Pulling back for air, Severus gasped, “Aren’t you supposed to be doing a slow seduction? There is nothing slow about this.”
Harry, already having moved on to Severus’ delectable neck, whispered, “Fuck slow. I want you now.”
Severus smiled and was soon immersed in the smell, taste and feel of Harry. He hadn’t been that invested in a slow seduction himself. The pace they were going at the moment was just fine with him.