lesyeuxverts

Title: Easy
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 600
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Neville
Prompt: pinch
Warnings: just a touch of exhibitionism
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For

unbroken_halo - happy holidays!

It was easy for Harry – he wasn't afraid of Snape. Neville pinched his fingers in the door when he slammed it shut, and he bit his lip to stifle a yelp.

Harry pulled him back, further into the cupboard, putting a hand over his lips. "Shhh."

Easy for Harry to say – but Neville was quiet, rubbing his hand on his robes, trying to erase the sting in his fingers. "What did you want to show–"

"Shhh!" Harry's hand was still over Neville's mouth, muffling his words, but he put his lips close to Neville's ear and whispered. "D'you want Snape to catch us?"

Neville shook his head. That was the last thing he wanted – Snape in all his billowing, blustering terror, looming over them and demanding what they were doing out of the Gryffindor dorms at this hour of the night.

"Good." Harry's lips were against Neville's earlobe, and when he spoke, Neville shivered, shifting to put a little space between them. In the cupboard that was full of mops and brooms, with just enough space to breathe, there was no way that Harry could not notice–

It was easy for Harry – he was brave. When he noticed, he put his hand over Neville's hardening cock. "Good," he said again, nibbling on Neville's earlobe. "I was hoping – I asked you here because I wanted–"

The next thing Neville knew, Harry pulled his hand from Neville's mouth and replaced it with his lips, kissing him hard and backing him into the wall. A mop fell over, clattering to the floor, and Neville froze. If Snape caught them now–

Harry didn't stop. He kept on kissing Neville, working his hand under Neville's robes and touching him – his hand on Neville's bare skin, his hand on Neville's cock – he didn't even stop to put up a Silencing Spell.

Neville fumbled for his wand, about to cast one, but Harry stopped him. "Don't," he said, still whispering. "I like the thought of being caught – of someone seeing us together, knowing about this – don't you?"

Harry had worked his pants down, and he stepped closer to Neville until their bodies were pressed together, their cocks aligned, and then he wrapped his fingers around them, stroking faster. "Just think about it – I bet Snape would wank for months, if he caught us – thinking about us, seeing you like this–"

He kissed Neville again, a hard sloppy kiss that was teeth and tongues colliding, and it was somehow perfect. Neville was pressed against the wall, his shoulders aching against the hard wood, his bare skin was prickling with the cold air, his hands were clenched into fists around Harry's shoulder's, tightening in sharp spasms that had to be leaving bruises, and Harry couldn't stop talking about Snape – it was a hell of a first time, but somehow, somehow it was perfect.

Harry stiffened against him when he came, slumping forward until his head hit Neville's shoulder, and the feel of him – his come on Neville's skin – was enough to make Neville come, too, and he pulled Harry up for a kiss, afterwards, a softer kiss that was enough to make Neville melt in Harry's arms again.

"Come on," Harry said, once they had pulled apart and Banished the mess and straightened their robes. "We'd better sneak back to the Common Room before Snape does catch us."

They made it back to Gryffindor tower safely, but Neville thought, for once, that it wouldn't have been too bad to be caught by Snape – not when he had Harry at his side, clasping his hand. It was easy to be brave when he was with Harry.