Title: The Truth Shall
By: Bridget McKennitt
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: R
Word Count: 200 (100x2)
Challenge: harry100's prompt #23 Veritaserum
Contains: No warnings in as far I know that can't be extrapolated from the header itself.
Disclaimer: Harry Potter is owned by J.K. Rowling and other companies. They are used here without permission, and for entertainment purposes only. No challenge or infringement upon the copyright is intended, nor should any be inferred.
It was something they liked to do during the weekends as part of their bedroom games. With a drop of Veritaserum on each of their tongues, Harry and Snape embraced one another, locking their lips together in a kiss. Snape's hands rested on Harry's hips, his thumb rubbing the bony flare. He knew touching that spot would drive Harry crazy and it did. Harry threw his head back and keened.
"Harder, do it harder," demanded Harry as Snape bent his head to suck at his shoulder.
It used to be that Snape worried about Harry lying during sex. Not anymore.
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Snape threw Harry's legs on his shoulders as he thrust home. Harry grasped Snape's arms, gasping as Snape thrust into him again and again. Harry babbled commands of what he wanted Snape to do to him. Harder, slower, faster, do that again.
Without Veritaserum, Harry would lie, not wanting to take his pleasure. With the potion, he was free to be free.
And Snape? There was a benefit for him as well with the potion.
Snape framed Harry's face with his hands, black so close to green. Though his face was fierce, his words were not.
"I love you, Harry."
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