Second Place - Romance

After a particularly restless night, Harry was awoken by an insistent house elf. Tizzy impatiently pulled at her Master Harry, demanding that he wake and come into the bedroom for his breakfast.

Harry balked at first when Tizzy told him to go into the bedroom, but he sat up and realized that he would have to, and soon, as he needed to use the bathroom and that could only be reached through the bedroom. Right, the bedroom. The room where Severus was. Yup. Okay, I can do this, he thought.

Timidly, the sometimes courageous Gryffindor followed the diminutive house elf into the bedroom. He saw that his husband was still lying in bed and he had to fight back an impulse to climb in with the formidable man.

Tizzy set the breakfast tray down on the table and walked over to wake her other master. "Master Sevvie, you is getting up now. I brings you breakfast, and you and Master Harry must eat. Now," the house elf firmly stated.

Blinking open an eye, Severus was somewhat relieved that morning had finally come. He had spent an absolutely miserable night, missing the warmth and presence of his young husband beside him. He sat up as Harry came back out of the bathroom. Harry didn't look at him, but sat in his chair as the determined house elf directed. Perplexed by the rather unusual behavior of his house elf, Severus got up and pulled on his night robe.

Tizzy stood with her long thin arms akimbo as she waited for her Master Sevvie to join Master Harry for their breakfast. After yesterday the little elf had had enough of both of their behaviors and had decided that things were going to change, even if she had to intervene. She leveled a fierce glare at both men.

Severus sat while looking intently at his house elf. Whatever she was up to, he knew better than to try to gainsay the diminutive creature. While small in size, house elves had a powerful brand of magic, and a free house elf, such as Tizzy, could be quite dangerous if provoked.

"Now, Masters, you will both eats. Tizzy makes this food for you and Tizzy wills not leave until you have eaten." The house elf left no doubt that she meant business, and Severus served himself a plate of scrambled eggs. He took a bite to appease the elf as he knew that she really did have his best interests at heart. Harry followed suit and begrudgingly started to eat his breakfast. He still had no desire to eat, but he had had enough interaction with Dobby to know that house elves were determined creatures who were not to be crossed.

Lifting his fork to his mouth, Severus paused. Something was off about the food. Glaring at his house elf, the realization hit him. "Tizzy, you put Veritaserum in this food."

Harry gasped and dropped his fork to his plate at these words. What was going on here, he wondered?

Surprisingly, Tizzy didn't look the least bit contrite for spiking their food and with a snap of her fingers the door to the bedroom slammed shut. "You Masters will talks to each other. Tizzy will not lets you leave until you tells each other the truth. Tizzy already talks to the headmaster and he knows that you Masters will not be going outs today." With that statement, the little elf again snapped her fingers, popping out of the room.

Harry jumped out of his chair and unsuccessfully tried to open the door. "You are wasting your time and energy, Harry," the potions master casually remarked. "House elf magic cannot be countered."

The young man angrily spun around to face his husband. "Well then, you're her master, tell her to let us out."

"You forget that she is a free house elf. She works for me willingly. If she does not wish to follow an order, she will not," Severus reminded him.

"Oh, great. So we have been fed Veritaserum by a crazed house elf and locked up together. Why?" Harry whined.

The older wizard tried to remain silent, but since he suspected what Tizzy's reasons were, the potion made him answer. "She wants us to admit how we really feel about each other," Severus haltingly ground out. He wondered if elf parts were useful in any potions.

That reluctant admission caused Harry to stop for a moment. This was a huge risk, but... "And how do you feel about me, Sev?" he softly asked.

Severus closed his eyes. No, he would not answer, he would keep his mouth shut. "I love you," came out of his mouth despite his wishes. Damn Veritaserum, damn Tizzy.

Emerald green eyes widened at the confession. His heart pounding in his chest, Harry took a tentative step forward. "You love me?" he asked incredulously.

"Yes, damn it!" the potions master said through gritted teeth. He would have to invent a few potions that required house elf ingredients. Severus was stopped in his contemplations of house elf mutilation by the look in his husband's eyes. Staring hard for a moment, the cunning Slytherin in him awakened. Something made him ask his own questions. "And how do you feel about me, Harry?" he purred.

Harry didn't even bother trying to fight the potion as he answered. "I love you, Sev. I want only you, for the rest of my life."

"You love me?" he said, even as he realized he sounded like a parrot. Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Severus sinuously rose from his chair and crossed over to his husband. Stroking a long finger down Harry's cheek, the potions master allowed his feelings to shine in his eyes. Harry groaned and reached a hand up to entwine in the long jet-black hair. Pulling the taller man's head down to his, Harry ghosted his lips over his mate's mouth.

Severus moaned, opening his mouth to Harry and he delighted in the feel of the younger man's tongue slipping in. Hands pulled the lithe body to his even as Severus deepened the kiss. He stroked and caressed the firm flesh and felt an answering hardness grow against his thigh. Dropping his hands to the taut cheeks, Severus ground their hips together and felt a thrill of arousal run through his body. Deciding that the nearby bed would be useful, the older man began to maneuver his lover to it. Feeling the bed against the back of his legs, Severus sat down and pulled Harry between his legs.

Allowing Severus to move them across the room, Harry continued kissing his dear Sev. When his husband sat on the bed, Harry finally broke the kiss and pulling back slightly, he knelt on the floor in front of his husband. Pushing aside the robes, Harry reached into the pajama bottoms to reach his objective. Hands ran through his hair as the young man silently regarded the long, thick cock in front of him. Licking his lips, Harry brought his head down to the beautiful cock. A hand guided the erection to his mouth and he swept the tip of his tongue around the head, gathering the bead of pre-come residing there. He heard his husband moan as he continued his exploration, swirling his tongue around the head and then running it along the vein underneath. With his other hand, Harry cupped the ball sacks and gently rolled them, while opening his mouth to swallow his husband. Harry moaned at the feeling of the large cock filling his mouth, and carefully covering his teeth, bobbed his head up and down.

Severus felt the vibrations from the moan around his cock and knew that he couldn't last long. How often had he fantasized about just this? How many times had he stroked himself late at night, alone in his bed, as he imagined his Harry loving him, suckling him?

Harry looked up with lust-filled eyes even as he continued his ministrations. Seeing the pleasure evident in the dark-eyed man's face was nearly enough to drive him over the edge. Groaning now, Harry worked to take more and more of the cock into his mouth, relaxing his throat to avoid choking. He quickly found that by swallowing around the cock he could bring even more pleasure to his husband and Harry lost himself in the joy of servicing the potions master. Now twisting his head slightly as he pulled up, he could feel the tension rising in his lover, and bringing a finger back to gently caress the soft and sensitive skin around Severus' anus, Harry brought his lover to climax. He pulled back slightly to better swallow the creamy liquid pumping out of his lover's cock and with a final lick, Harry pulled back from the now softening member.

Severus shouted Harry's name as he shuddered his release into his husband's mouth. Hands firmly gripped the younger man's head as he bucked into the talented mouth. Harry finally let him go as he collapsed back onto the bed. Weakly looking up, he saw Harry rise and move to lie down beside him. Brushing an unruly lock of hair out of the bright green eyes, Severus smiled. "I love you," was said in wonderment as he attempted to regain his equilibrium.

Harry smiled down on his husband and he bent down to kiss the man he loved so much. The kiss once again turned needy as Harry was driven to find his own release. Harry quickly divested Severus of his clothing and worked to remove his own. Grinding his hips against the older man, Harry called for the vial of lube and was rewarded when the small bottle flew into his hand. Oiling his fingers, he waited for Severus to scoot up on the bed so that he could have access to that delicious body. Severus willingly spread his legs for his lover and he groaned as he was finally penetrated. Pushing back on the finger he mewled as Harry bent to lick and lave a nipple. Adding a second finger caused the potions master to begin rocking back and forth, trying to hurry the young man. Harry simply smiled and moved down the man's chest until he reached his navel. Harry flicked his tongue in and out of the depression even while adding a third finger into his lover. He crooked his fingers to seek out the prostrate and the older man gasped as the small spot was found. Severus moaned and his hands gripped his mate's strong shoulders as he felt himself getting hard again. "Oh, Merlin, now, Harry," Severus cried out in frustration.

Harry removed his fingers and coated his own erection with the oily concoction. He pulled the long legs of his husband up and placed them over his shoulders. Locking eyes with his lover, Harry gently and slowly pushed into the tight ring of muscle. Ignoring the impatient sounds coming from the potions master, Harry continued his slow descent into heaven. Finally seated, he took a long moment to compose himself. Severus tried to push back against him, but Harry smirked and with firm hands on the older man's hips, began to set the pace, at first strong and deliberate, but quickly accelerating as the tension swirled and eddied in Harry's loins. "Touch yourself, Sev," he managed to gasp out as he alternated his strokes to again find his lover's prostrate. Gods, the sight of his husband stroking himself was enough to make him come. Yelling, Harry gave a final thrust as his body tightened and his cock erupted into his lover's tight body.

Severus cried out, "Harry," as he came for the second time that morning. He reveled in the cock pulsing in his body. He let go of his own now limp erection as he smiled up at the young man he loved more than life.

Harry grinned and pulled out of his sated lover. Waving a hand over them both, he muttered a cleansing charm and he lay down beside his husband. Strong arms pulled him close and Harry relaxed into the warm embrace. This was where he belonged, he thought contentedly as his eyes began to close.

Sighing, Severus decided that perhaps he wouldn't be looking for any potions requiring elf parts after all. Holding his husband closely, he summoned a blanket to cover them both and soon drifted off to sleep.

Tizzy silently popped back in to check on her masters. Pleased with herself, the tiny house elf congratulated herself on her brilliant idea. Yes, it was often handy that one of her masters was a potions master and usually had a supply of Veritaserum available. Smiling at her masters, Tizzy popped back out, letting the two men sleep.

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