Well here you go lovelies, the last chapter. And because it's Christmas here is a soppy message, too: Thank you. I cannot say this enough. I've been writing fanfiction for years, but I couldn't do it without you and not just because you lovelies are my audience. Your comments keep me enthusiastic, they make me want to be better, to improve, they give me confidence, they warm my heart. I think I can count on one hand (ONE!) how many rude comments I got, but there is not enough hair on my head to count every nice, inspiring message. I am grateful for your continued support, no matter if you're here for only one maybe two stories, or bing-read all my works, whether you've been with me from the beginning or joined me along the way. So again, thank you my lovelies. Hope you'll have a very happy Christmas and I wish you only the best for 2019 ❤

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🎄 🎄 🎄 And One He Loves 🎄 🎄 🎄

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There were five things Severus hated about Christmas but there was one thing he still loved more than anything. The face of someone opening a present. That moment of anticipation, of hope and eagerness. That single moment when all desires could come true, when the possibility of what the wrapping paper hid was eternal and all options better than the last. A moment of joyful expectation followed by elation.

Potter had that same expression on his face. As his wineglass slipped from his fingers and fell to the floor, red wine sloshed all over the carped. He took a tentative step towards Severus, then one more, another and suddenly he was towering over Severus.

He did not say anything; his silence was unnerving. It couldn't be that Severus misread all this, could it? Potter watched him, eyes roaming his body, his face, analysing his expression, his movements or lack of them. Then suddenly, as a child tears into the packaging he knelt down and pressed his lips against Severus' neck, where he had last seen the crimson ribbon.

Severus could feel the shaky breath on his bare skin, wet and hot. Just having Potter there, so tantalizingly close, hips pressing his legs further apart made him achingly hard.

"This better not be a bloody joke," Potter grunted against his neck, hands running up Severus' chest, undoing buttons starting from the top.

Potter's lips grazed his collarbones and sucked on his skin. Wet tongue swiped across his throat, then Potter bit down teasingly.

"Fuck," Severus moaned, throwing his head back for a moment then his eyes return to the scene in front of him.

Potter looked up at him, lips glistening wetly. There was something careful in his green eyes. Something restrained his moves.

Severus pulled him further up by his messy mop and kissed him ardently. Potter moaned, his whole body suddenly pressing against Severus, hand fisting in his long hair almost tearing it out. Caution was thrown out the window, his moves turning wild and a moment later Severus even understood why.

"You're not joking," Potter stated surprised, panting slightly, as he pulled away. There was something akin to relief on his face then he leaned in and kissed Severus again.

"Of course, I am not joking," Severus answered the moment his lips became free again. "What a foolish joke this would make."

They looked at each other for a long moment, before Potter said, "You know, I thought you purposefully didn't realize what I'm trying to do here."

"Which was? Seduce me?"

"Yeah!" Harry laughed. "I asked you out for dinner!"

"We're colleagues, we dine together regularly. Besides, you asked me to go shopping with you. Hardly counts as a date."

"I technically humped you in the snow that night!"

"It was a snowball fight that we will not mention ever again."

"I was half naked in front of you!"

"Your clothes were frozen stiff from the cold, Potter. How was I supposed to know that wasn't the only reason why you undressed?"

"Severus my clothes weren't the only thing stiff that night, you must realize that."

"Well, now I do." Severus admitted.

"You're an idiot."

"Or perhaps your seducing techniques are rather rusty. No one in their right mind would have realized what you're attempting to achieve."

"Minerva did! Why do you think she made you ride me?"

"I'll curse her for that." Severus huffed.

"Don't. I enjoyed it." Potter had the audacity to blush at that.

"So did I." Severus admitted.

Green eyes bore into onyx. "Severus?" Harry asked after a moment of hesitation.

"Yes?"

"Where is the ribbon?" Potter asked breathless.

"You know perfectly well, were it is. And let me tell you, for future reference of course, that that is how you seduce someone."

Harry laughed then kissed him again. Soft lips pressed urgently against Severus as Potter's whole body pushed him further into the couch.

"That ribbon… it is getting awfully uncomfortable, Potter," Severus noted between kisses. "Is there something you plan to do about it?"

"Oh yeah," Potter moaned and that look Severus loved so much was back on his face. In any other circumstance, would this be about toy dragons, books or jumpers, it could have been an innocent look, but this was about a lot more and Potter's expression was wild, untamed and full of desire.

Severus went in for another kiss, one hand grasping hair, the other going straight for Potter's cock. The ribbon around his own was driving him insane and he wanted to feel if Potter was in any similar circumstance.

"Well, that was quick," he commented slyly but Potter just chuckled breathlessly, forehead resting on Severus shoulder. He let out little whimpers as Severus moved his hand, rubbing the hard erection.

"Not surprising, as I was thinking about you even before you marched in here. You have a new nickname among the students, you know. Santa Snape, they call you. They either want to sit in your lap or be punished by you." Potter explained as he hurriedly unfasted Severus' belt.

"And which one do you want, Harry?" Severus asked silkily, then a loud moan escaped him as Potter finally wrapped his hand around his cock and pulled it out. He finally found the red ribbon, tied tightly at the base of Severus' erection, and Potter gave it a small, teasing caress with his finger, his gaze all but burning Severus.

"I just want to taste your candy cane," Potter smirked and lowered his head.

Hot lips encaged Severus' cock and he felt himself melt.

"Mother of Merlin, Potter," Severus groaned as Harry started sucking. His hand grasped into silky black hair, trying hard not to thrust up.

Cheeks flushed and emerald eyes almost glimmering with need, Potter licked the whole length of his erection, tongue swiping over and over the sensitive tip. Potter pushed further, taking the long member fully then swallowed around it and Severus cried out loud, as he felt the tightness of Potter's throat convulse even more.

Severus' cock slipped out of Harry's wet mouth with an indecent pop, but swollen lips didn't remain idle. As hands grabbed him moving up and down with firm strokes. Potter avoided touching the ribbon yet, left it undone, and the hard knot all but cut into Severus now. His cock was pulsing as Potter sucked his balls for a while, before he moved back to swiping small licks across the glans.

"You're killing me," he murmured caressing Harry's body softly.

"We don't want that," answered Potter smiling up at him. He bit his lower lips as he said, "I don't want to break my new toy in the first night." He played with the ribbon but didn't unfasten it just yet.

"Why don't we focus on something else then?" Asked Severus as he gripped Potter's arm and pulled him until he was sitting in his lap. They were kissing again, mindlessly biting and licking at each other's mouth, tongues doing a wild dance, hands caressing, tearing clothes apart.

Magic might have been involved but the next moment when Severus opened his eyes, Potter was half naked, his pants undone, bulging cock begging for Severus to be freed.

"Please… Severus please…" Harry begged pressing his body against Severus, cock sliding against his erection making them both moan harshly. Severus enjoyed the connection for a while, then finally reached for Potter's manhood.

Harry was hard like steel, the skin like velvet as Severus reached beneath the black shorts. Potter fell forward hands clutching at Severus' hair, hips pushing back and forward. Severus grasped hard, thumb sliding over the soft head in circles, fingers fisted around the hardness, eager and keen to feel every inch.

Potter moaned and gasped next to his ear, lips touching the sensitive cartridge as he cradled Severus head, unable to do more than just whimper at the sensation.

Severus reached underneath the man, rolling the balls on his palm a couple times, then moved even further.

"Is this okay?" He asked breathless, fingertip circling around Potter's hole.

"It's not just bloody okay, at this point it's fucking expected, Severus," Potter grunted then pushed back needy. A couple moments and a spell later, Severus had a finger up Potter's arse, wriggling around, and thrusting in and out.

"God damn…" moaned Harry, impatiently pressing back, thrashing between the fingers stroking his hard cock and the digit inside him. "Severus please…" He said desperately. "It's not enough…" He whined.

Severus pressed in one more finger, then a couple minutes later, when he felt Potter loose enough, another one. He almost came, his cock was weeping and swollen as the ribbon was still in place. Potter's fervent pleading, his body sliding against him, hard cock twitching in his hand was just too much and feeling the tight heat of his body on his fingers would have made him come – had the ribbon not be so tight.

Potter batted away his hands and reached between their bodies. Green eyes on Severus, he took his cock, gave it a couple strokes as if it needed to be hardened even more, then aligned himself over Severus' lap.

"Well I guess it's only fair," Harry said whimpering with need as he lowered himself on Severus' cock, "that I ride you too." He smirked, but Severus pushed up and Potter's breathing hitched.

"I hope you like running, because when we're done here, I'm going to take you outside for a ride, Potter." Severus growled as he attacked Harry's lips, kissing him wildly as his hands grasped Potter's hips and he pulled him further down on his cock. "Then, once we're inside again, I'm going to ride you all over because I want to feel this deep in me." He stroked Harry's cock, hand fisted hard around it and his eyes closed, almost as if he could feel the pressure inside himself.

"Yes," Potter groaned, "Oh yes!" He rose from Severus lap, his tight channel tensing round Severus' shaft, then he lowered himself slowly at first then his moves became faster and faster. Severus hugged the body to himself, hands caressing Potter's naked back and round, firm buttocks, feeling the muscles tense and release beneath his fingers.

Potter leaned back grasping Severus' shaky knees for support as he rocked himself back and forth, cock bobbing against Severus' bare stomach. It was leaking sticky precome and Severus reached down to scoop it onto his finger. Potter watched him with avid, pleasure filled gaze as Severus licked his precome off and hummed with satisfaction. Potter leaned in, wicked grin on his lips as his tongue swiped against Severus' finger and lips as they were still close enough, then slid inside Severus' mouth for another wild dance.

Severus wanted to come so bad but the god damn ribbon was still around his prick. He knew it would take only a second, a whispered spell and it would be off him as easily as it came, but he also understood that this decision wasn't his to make. So, instead of the ribbon he grasped Potter's cock and jerked it with fast and firm motions. Harry threw his head back, moaning ardently, so loud he made the dragon toy jump frightened in the air again and move deeper into the room.

A moment later Harry came, ribbons of hot spunk spurted onto Severus belly. Potter fell forwards and at the same moment Severus felt the ribbon finally let loose and fall off him. He saw stars as he pushed up into Potter with a couple more thrusts then he came as a wild cry broke out of him.

They fell back against the couch, panting hard, warm bodies sticky with come and sweat, but neither of them cared. Potter fidgeted slightly for a couple more minutes, his sensitive cock rubbing against Severus' belly and making him gasp over and over again. He seemed to enjoy the slow torture and Severus didn't mind it either since he was still inside the wriggling body.

Lazily, Potter kissed his jawline up to Severus' ear then said in a quiet, satisfied drawl, "So, how long do I get to keep this Christmas present of mine?"

Severus smiled, pulling Potter in for a small kiss then said, "As long as you love it, you'll get to keep it, Harry."

"Well, I'm afraid you'll be staying with me for a while then, Severus."

🎄 🎄 🎄 Merry Christmas my Lovelies! 🎄 🎄 🎄