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“Let’s go to bed,” Harry said after showering. He’d had a particularly long day at work, everything in him was telling him to just lay down. He inched his way over to the sofa Severus was sitting on.
“I’m still working on this,” Severus said. A a variety of papers were spread on the coffee table. Harry could of course go to bed by himself, Severus would join him soon enough. Yet Harry didn’t want to, he wanted to be close and he wanted it right now. Harry climbed onto the sofa just next to Severus.
“Mind if I keep you company?” Harry asked. Severus paused for a moment. They had done this before so he knew what Harry was asking and was cognizant that it would delay his work. Severus nodded.
Harry grabbed a blanket off the armrest, draped it over himself, and draped himself over Severus’ lap. Severus patiently waited. Harry was nearly perfectly snug. He felt through Severus’ robes and pulled out his cock. It was already half-hard, which was the state it would most likely stay in. Harry wrapped his lips around the tip and let his head lull to the side to rest on Severus’s stomach. Severus laced his left hand into Harry’s hair, another concession to working efficiency, and started to massage small circles in Harry’s scalp; they mimicked the small circles Harry made with his tongue.
There was no pressure to perform, no need to move, and every part of Harry felt warmed. Now in position, Severus went back to doing whatever work involved those papers as Harry gently sucked and slowly relaxed every muscle in his body. The room was quiet except for the rustling of papers and even that fell to the background as Harry very slowly drifted off to sleep.