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"Harder."
Grunt.
"Harder!"
Moan.
"HARDER!"
"I'm pushing as hard as I can, Potter!"
Harry sighed and fell to the ground and looked up at Severus in frustration. "I can't believe that with all the years of you stirring potions that you wouldn't have developed some kind of muscle in your arms."
"Remind me why we don't just levitate this bed through the front door instead of trying to manually force it," Severus growled, dropping down next to Harry.
"It's a Muggle neighborhood, Severus. We don't want to spend the rest of the evening trying to obliviate all the neighbors."
Severus mumbled under his breath, "It's not that hard."
"Yes, well, I have plans for later, once we get this bed into the bedroom."
Severus looked down at Harry and watched as the younger man gave him a saucy wink. "Plans?" he asked, the sides of his mouth twitching steadily upwards.
"Yes," Harry replied, stretching up to chastely kiss Severus' mouth. "Plans."
Severus stood up quickly and pulled Harry up with him. "This bed better be in place in fifteen minutes or I'm going to shag you right here. Neighbors be damned. Now, pick up your side, right now!"
Harry grinned quite magnificently as he moved into position at one end the bed. "Yes, sir!"
In a record of twelve minutes later, (with a little help from a discreet levitation spell), the bedroom door had been shut. There were grunts and moans from the other side.
"Harder, Severus."
Grunt.
"Harder!"
Moan.
"HARDER! YESSSSS. Oh God, Severus!"
"Harrrrrrryyyyyy, Ahhhhhhh!"
Panting.
"Harry, I do believe... we have more furniture... to christen, yes?"
Giggles.
"Well, there is the couch that I bought too!"
"Good."
Laughter.
~~The End~~