Knowing Harry’s voracious appetite, Severus cast wards over the hallway leading to the loo to alert him should anyone come in after him.
As soon as he stepped inside, Harry pounced on him. Expecting the attack, Severus caught him and threw him over his shoulder. “You need to be quiet,” he warned him as he carried him into the handicapped stall. “Someone could come in at any moment.” Even with memory charms, it was a dangerous risk, still he needed to be inside Harry, to erase all trace of Sirius.
Inside the stall, he set Harry down and locked the door. Harry dove for Severus’s groin, his fingers making excellent work of the buttons. “You have no idea how much I need it,” he moaned, his attention fixed solidly on his prize.
The charm sounded and Severus pushed Harry’s hands away. “On the toilet!”
Ignoring him, Harry pulled out Severus’s cock.
Realising that Harry was in no position to listen to reason, Severus grabbed Harry’s hands and pushed them behind his back, binding them together with a rope spell.
“No!” Harry whimpered. “Please!”
The Muggle would be there any second and would probably think Severus was molesting Harry. Grabbing a handkerchief from his pocket, he shoved it in Harry’s mouth.
The door opened and Severus quickly lifted Harry up and turned him around, kneeling him on the tank of the toilet.
“Stay quiet,” he whispered through his clenched teeth as he straddled the bowl and wrapped an arm around Harry’s waist to hold him in place. “Or you won’t get anything at all.”
Harry nodded as he wiggled his bum back against Severus.
The footsteps of the Muggle sounded as he walked towards a stall, taking the one farthest away from where Severus and Harry hid. Quietly, Severus slowly undid the buttons of Harry’s shirt, hoping the man wouldn’t find it odd that Severus had chosen to urinate in a stall rather than in a urinal.
“Remember,” Severus whispered as he undid the buckle on Harry’s belt. “You must remain completely quiet, or I will end this.” Harry nodded desperately, but he’d always been very vocal and, when Severus pulled down his trousers and pants, a fully erect prick sprang free, already covered in precum. How long had Harry been this aroused? Since Sirius touched his tail? That wouldn’t do.
Rather than give Harry what he wanted, Severus slid his hands up Harry’s chest and lightly touched each erect nipple. Harry shuddered.
In the same soft voice, Severus said, “I’m going to ask you some questions and you’ll answer me by nodding or shaking your head. Understand?”
His head bobbed rapidly.
His fingers moving slowly over the tight peaks, Severus asked, “You really want to be fucked, don’t you?”
Harry sucked in a breath of air through his gag and nodded so hard, Severus was surprised he didn’t give himself whiplash.
“You said you just wanted to suck me, but I imagine you won’t be satisfied until I fill your arse and pound every last bit of come out of you.” Harry closed his eyes, his breath coming quick and harsh. “What’s what you really want, isn’t it?” Severus tweaked the nipples and Harry nodded and bent down, trying to find Severus’s cock with his hands. Although his own need ached, Severus slipped his hands through Harry’s trapped arms, pinning him in place.
“Not yet,” he whispered, his fingers finding the nipples and lightly pinching them. “I need to be sure you can keep quiet. You really want to moan, don’t you?” He tweaked them in a move that Harry loved and the coney shuddered again before nodding.
The Muggle flushed the toilet and Severus released Harry’s nipples. Holding him in place with one hand, he shot the other down Harry’s back to tease the fluffy tail. Harry moaned, his face bursting with red.
A ha! A blush from a coney.
Proud and unable to resist, Severus trailed his fingers through Harry’s tail once more and Harry came with a soft cry, white spattering out onto the wall.
The taps turned on and Severus played with the delicate fur, pretending that he didn’t notice Harry’s trembling. Who knew that public sex turned Harry on so much that just a stroke of the tail could make him come? Did he dream of doing this in the Hogwarts toilets?
“You’re a naughty little coney,” he whispered, tweaking the tail in fake chastisement. “You’ve wanted this for some time, haven’t you?”
Harry nodded, his desperate eyes flickering to Severus’s face, pleading for him to grant mercy. Despite the years they’d been together, that display of raw hunger and desperate need never failed to undo Severus’s senses, leaving him wanting Harry more than he’d ever wanted anything.
He needed to be inside Harry, now. Swiftly, he released Harry’s hands and pulled him back onto the seat.
The airdryer sounded and Severus cursed under his breath. If he had to, he would go stun that stupid Muggle. Grabbing Harry’s hip with one hand, he cast the lubrication spell on Harry’s arse and guided his full prick into Harry’s welcoming heat with the other.
They both breathed a sigh of relief as Severus slowly filled Harry, burying himself deep in the coney’s arse.
His hands braced on the wall, Harry let out a low moan around his gag, his body clenching.
The door opened and the Muggle left. Severus thrust his hips, each deep stroke drawing cries of pleasure from Harry’s throat.
“Keep quiet,” Severus hissed, barely able to follow his own orders. He knew he didn’t to make it quick, but it wasn’t hard to hurry with Harry so aroused.
Just a bit more and-
The door opened.
Severus stopped completely. His trousers had fallen to his ankles and he stood in an awkward stance. He and Harry waited, both trying to hide their desperate breathing as the man walked over to the urinals.
Shock still, not daring to move, Severus held his pose. Harry’s hips started undulating. Severus caught them. Harry started squeezing his arse around Severus’s cock. Severus pulled himself out.
Pouting, Harry turned around. He pulled the handkerchief out of his mouth and adjusted himself on the toilet, balancing precariously on the rim. Once in place, he leant forward, his mouth opening.
Realising what Harry intended to do, Severus grabbed his hair. He mouthed, “Don’t.”
Harry mouthed, “I’ll scream.”
Damn that coney. Severus would have to deal with him later, but for now, he let Harry use that talented mouth.
He’d already been close to coming and when Harry’s hand found that perfect spot behind his balls, it didn’t take long. He bent over Harry, breathing in the smell of him and clutching him as he came. He had to bite his tongue to keep from voicing his pleasure and, after Harry had licked and sucked him clean, he bent down for a kiss, feeling a bit dizzy and ever so relaxed.
The man left and Severus scratched Harry behind the ears. Sighing softly, Harry tilted back his head so Severus could scratch under his chin.
“Why didn’t you tell me about this spot?” asked Severus.
“I didn’t know about it.” Harry grinned and grabbed Severus’s dick. “Let’s do it again!”
Gently, Severus extracted himself from Harry’s hands and tucked himself away. “No. We’ll be caught.”
Harry pouted, but stood, his cock only half-hard between his legs.
Amazed, Severus asked, “You came the second time whilst sucking me?”
Buttoning his shirt, Harry nodded. “I really wanted it. I wanted to be fucked more, but I really wanted it too. I’ve always wanted to do that at Hogwarts.”
Severus gave him a playful swat and left the stall to wash his hands. “Cheeky bugger.”
“Just imagine an entire vacation of that!”
“I’d die of a heart attack.”
Fully dressed, Harry walked over to stand beside him. He studied the mirror above the sinks. “This mirror is really big and the sink is very wide.”
Firmly, Severus said, “We’ll raise suspicion.”
Harry hopped up on a sink. “I want to watch you fucking me.”
Turning away from him, Severus turned on the dryer.
Casually, Harry said, “I bet Remus would know the spells to keep us hidden.”
Severus shot a challenging stare at Harry. “I know the spells. I know considerably more magic than that pup does.”
“I don’t believe that. You should show me.”
Harry’s little attempts at being Slytherin were so transparent, Severus couldn’t help but chuckle. “I know exactly what you’re trying to do and it won’t work. Now come on. We’re leaving.”
“Hmmm.” Harry ran a hand slowly down his torso. “I think I’m staying.” His voice grew husky and he stared at Severus from under his messy fringe. “Are you going to punish me for trying to trick you, Professor? I'm being very disobedient.”
He could cast a Forgetfulness Spell over the door....
He raised his wand and transfigured their clothing into their school robes. "You do need a lesson."
Maybe they should have a honeymoon.