The Secret Author

7. PottAH x reader pt 1

*SMUT*

Potter x reader pt1 (BxB)

-by anonymous

You are walking alone in an empty corridor. You should be in transfiguration, but you weren't feeling so well. It seems you weren't the only one. As you turn the corner, someone grabs your wrist, almost painfully, and pins you against the wall, your hand above your head.
"Y/n, what are you doing walking around the school, shouldn't you be in class?" Potter said venomously.
"I should be asking you the same question Potter!" You reply. You feel your hands begin to shake and butterflies form in your stomach as you stand in close proximity to one another, your own and Potter's breathes mingling.
"Oh y/n! I'm the chosen one am I not? I practically have everyone here wrapped round my finger!" Potter practically hissed into your ear. You shudder.
"Now what to do with you? I can't decide whether I should slap that look of your face or punch you till your nose snaps"
"Oh but Potter, you have me pinned against the wall like you are gonna kiss me!" You smirk.
"Well you see, I hadn't thought that would be an option!" Potter replies with a smirk before purposely slamming you back into the wall a second time and colliding his mouth with yours.

It was like fireworks. All the tension between the two of you come down to this moment. Your knees weaken and you find yourself relying on the wall to keep you up. Harry moves his hands from your wrists to your waist and your now free arms fall round his neck. You deepen the kiss and Potter licks your lips begging for entrance which you happily accept. Moments later his tongue is in your mouth, feeling every corner of your mouth. You let out a small moan and Potter smirks and pushes deeper, almost begging to hear that sound again. Slowly you pull away feeling the need to breathe. You smile at him and Potter attacks your jaw, kissing along and down your neck. Suddenly you hear the sound of children talking. Potter grabs your hand, running down the corridor and through an empty tapestry, into an abandoned broom closet.
"Now, where were we?" Potter asks breathlessly.
"I think, you were-" Potter puts his hand across your mouth.
"Did I ask for your input?" You shake your head, "That's what I thought!" He murmurs before attacking your neck, sucking, leaving hickeys. You tilt your head to give him more access to skin.
He steps closer to you, his hard prick pressing against your own. You move slightly causing a jolt of excitement to shoot through you and a low growl to escape deep from Potter's throat, a sound of desperation and the need for the long anticipated friction.
Slowly his hands move from the wall, where they had been resting since you relocated to a more private location, to your chest where he unclasped your robes. They drop to the floor with a soft thud as you untie his already loose tie.
"If I could have my way, I would fuck you right here, right now, against this very wall!"
"You can have your way Potter, just get on with it!" You say through moans.
You strip each other, taking it in turns taking off each other clothes until you are both left standing in your boxers. Potter pulls away quickly, bending down and grabbing his tie before collect both of your hands, tying them up, connected to the rail above your head.
Slowly, he slides his hands down your chest before reaching your waist band. He stops, hands lingering at the elastic preventing skin on skin contact. He locks eyes with you,
"Are you okay with this?"
"Oh my merlin Potter, please just do it!"
"If I'm gonna fuck you, please call me Harry!" Harry replied smirking whilst slipping his hand down your boxers, gripping the base of your hard cock.
"Harry!" You moan exasperatedly, your eyes rolling back at the sensation. His hand moves up and down the length of your cock at a painfully slow pace until it comes to a stop.
"Harry what are you doing- Ahhhhh!" You moan as you feel his hot mouth close around your cock, engulfing your entire body in pleasure. His tongue passing over the slit leaking in precum, sucking your dick, his head bobbing up and down.
"Please Harry, I'm gonna cum-!" You almost scream through broken moans.
Harry pulls off with a pop, almost tipping you over the edge. He crawls up your body back to eye level and hisses. Parseltongue, making you go weak at the knees. Harry smirks before taking off his own boxers and flipping you over to face against the wall.