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A/N: *grin* Thanks to the lovely Sheree and her newfound Charlie love, I have written this Snape/Charlie, mainly because I thought they would just be
superbly hot together. And I don�t think that they proved me wrong. Hope you
enjoy, I could be convinced to come back to these two as they were so fun to
write. *** indicates perspective change, except for towards the end, where it
mishmashes� *wink* Sort of fits in the summer after OOTP, I reckon. Enjoy!

ETA: I should explain my visions of Charlie's hair -because I convinced myself for a very long time that JKR had described him thus (with proper big corkscrew curls, shaggy looking if you see what I mean) and then I went back and searched and found i'd made that up all by myself somewhere along the line in ten years of fandom. Whoops! I won't change it, because I love it that way.

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�Charliiiiiiiiiie, you have a
visitor!�

The singsong voice of his workmate rang out from one side of
the clearing and Charlie straightened, realising that bent over as he was, his
backside wasn�t the kindest of ways to greet incoming company.

�I�m not expecting anyone,� he frowned, turning around, hair
flopping hopelessly across his brow.

The dragon reserve was cooling down from another scorching
day and everything from the ground to the trees simply radiated heat. Charlie
was glad �camping in the middle of it was always easier when there was no
danger of losing body appendages to the cold.

�Vell, he�s here,� the foreign
voice chirped. �Rather sullen, hasn�t said a vord to
me.�

Charlie smirked at the faux-hurt laced through his
colleague�s tone and then, when he flicked his eyes up, he saw just who his
sullen guest was. And he wasn�t surprised in the least that Andrei hadn�t been
able to tempt the man into conversation, despite his unbeatable friendly
countenance and handsome face.

What the fuck is he
doing here?

�I vill vait
on the other side so you can talk,� Andrei shot Charlie a wink and moved away,
but only then did Severus Snape speak.

�That won�t be necessary, this is business which I have been
bid to conduct in utmost privacy.�

Crap, Snape, make a
sign with �fuck off� written in glittering letters, why don�t you?

�But-� Andrei immediately protested, his dark eyes flicking
between the two men.

�Its fine,� Charlie gave him an easy shrug and waved him
off. �Go back to your cooling charmed apartment and think of me trapped out
here.�

�I alvays
think of you, Charlie,� Andrei shot flirtatiously, and with a pointed smile during
which he ran his tongue along the underside of his back teeth with glittering,
narrowed eyes, he turned on his heel and disappeared back into the forest from
whence he came.

Charlie listened to his footsteps fading, the crackling of
twigs and the undergrowth of the forest path growing fainter. When all was
silent bar the generic woodland noises, he lifted his face to Snape�s.

�Snape, what can I do for you?�

�I appear to have been reduced to nought but a common
messenger,� Snape rolled his eyes and looked around at their surroundings.

�Well, why�d you come now?� Charlie frowned.

�Because, when one is instructed to carry a message,
Weasley, that is generally what one
does; carry and deliver it. Unless� you are otherwise
occupied?� Snape cast a sarcastic glance around at the empty, quiet
camp.

Charlie fought down the burn in his face which threatened to
mar his tan. Severus Snape stood taller than him, wearing his usual swath of
black despite the stuffy heat, his hair as lank and greasy as ever; pallid face
looking like it had never seen sunlight.

And yet despite that,
this man just radiates magnetism which you�ve always had a drool and a wank
over.

�Well, sure, but I�m sure Dumbledore hasn�t forgotten the
rules of the dragon reserve,� Charlie raised his eyebrows and dug his hands
into his pockets.

Snape quirked an eyebrow in question and didn�t move.

�Apparition blanket from nine onwards,� Charlie kicked at a broken twig on the
ground. �Helps us ward off the poachers, it�s always harder to find them at
night.�

�That is no matter, I am perfectly capable of walking myself
back to the camp perimeter,� Snape dismissed, and opened his mouth to continue,
but Charlie cut him off.

�Ah, see, sadly, that�s not exactly permitted either.�

The eyebrow flattened and dark eyes glared.

�You�re a visitor,� Charlie shrugged. �And we don�t allow
visitors to wander about our reserve at night. I let you out of here and lose
my job.�

�Ridiculous,� Snape snapped. �You can walk me there yourself
if you are so worried about your employment.�

Charlie laughed. �You think I�m camping here at the end of a
thirty-five degree day for fun, Snape? That I haven�t already been up since
five this morning and that I like the
idea of spending the night on the ground?�

�Well,� Snape sneered. �You have always been rather
peculiar, choosing your profession as you did.�

Ignoring the insult, Charlie ploughed on resolutely. �As
such, since you just so rudely sent your guide away, you�re stuck here for the
night. I can�t leave the camp, I�m watching over a breeder and that animal is
in my sole care for the night. So, by your own doing, consider yourself a
camper.�

Folding muscled arms over his chest, Charlie finished,
wondering how Snape was going to take that particular news. Always somewhat prim
and immaculately dressed, he couldn�t see the man taking kindly to being told
that he had to spend the night under the sky. He looked up, seeing that it had
properly darkened since he�d arrived, and the stars were beginning to twinkle
through the canvas.

�Damn you, Albus,� Snape muttered bitterly under his breath,
and looked around. �Look, Weasley, I really have no patience for this, I have
plenty of work to do and spending the night in the woods hardly fits into my
evening�s plan.�

�Well, take it up with Dumbledore when you get back,�
Charlie laughed slightly. �Not my problem, Snape.�

�At least if you walked to me to the entrance and lost your
position you could come back to England and do some actual work for the Order.�

The barb cut across the clearing like a knife slice and
Charlie flinched, his shoulders slumping slightly.

�Keep your damned opinions to yourself, Snape,� he honed his
voice to an icier level and threw the man as cold a look as he could muster,
which was a real effort, being a friendly sort. �So, come on then, what was
this all important message?�

He dropped down next to the fire that he had had to build
simply to get some light into the camp, as he was prohibited from using spells.
Snape looked down at him with a look of disgust and chose to remain standing,
folding his arms over his chest.

�I�ve been instructed to inform you that you�ll have to put
a halt to the, ah, recruitment you were doing,� Snape looked warily around him,
ever suspicious of spies.

Charlie frowned, �But it�s been going so well.�

�It had, indeed. Until, unfortunately, you no longer became
their only suitor.�

�Oh,� Charlie wrinkled his nose in frustration. �Bollocks.�

�Quite,� Snape rolled his eyes at the blunt profanity.

�Shame, they really were taking to me, I think. I wonder who
they sent.�

I wonder who they sent
who was better looking than me?

The Romanian vampire covens were fickle, it seemed, when it
came to allegiance. Charlie had spent several nights flirting his way into
their good books, imparting his message to the right people. However, with
Snape�s message, all his hard work was undone and he had failed once more. He
exhaled and looked glumly down between his legs at the ground.

�I wouldn�t waste too much energy on feeling like a
failure,� Snape offered. �We have always known that their favour would swing
easily. Dumbledore expected it.�

�Still, I genuinely thought�� Charlie shook his head, making
his blaze of corkscrew curls tumble around with the movement. �Never mind.�

He pushed himself back up off the ground and brushed the
dirt from back of his jeans with hard strokes, and was surprised when he looked
up to find Snape watching him with an almost interested expression on his face.

�I�ll be back in a second,� he gave the man a smile, his usual
good nature showing through despite his disappointment and the prospect of the
night ahead.

�I thought you couldn�t leave the camp?� Snape�s voice was
cold.

�Well, not in most senses, but unless you�d like me to put off my trip to
nature�s little wizard�s room and relieve myself in the middle of your bedroom
for the night�?�

Snape scowled his disgust and turned away, his head bowing
to look at the floor and Charlie�s scant belongings. Charlie had moved before
the dour man spoke again.

�One sleeping bag?�

�And a tent,� Charlie winced at what he immediately knew he
would do. �You�re welcome to them both, Snape.�

The man turned abruptly, a look of surprise on his face.
�Generous of you, Weasley, but don�t put yourself out, I am perfectly able to
transfigure items for my own use.�

�Ah, yeah, see,� Charlie hissed apologetically through his
teeth and replaced his hands in his pockets. �You would be, if all unnecessary
magic weren�t prohibited this deep into the reserve.�

�I would call the need for a soft bed necessary,� Snape
hedged.

�Well, tell that to the dragon back there who could be
worked into a blind rage by your magic,� Charlie jerked his head through the
trees. �Going to risk it?�

Snape glared at him for a moment longer before huffing his exasperation. �Fine.
But then what will you use?�

�The floor,� Charlie shrugged, and turned away. �Which a real wizard
wouldn�t have a problem with.�

Smirking as he plunged into the thick of trees, Charlie
wished he had eyes in the back of his head for the look on Snape�s face.

***

Oh, sweet Circe, how
does that boy live like this?

Severus crouched down by the fire the second he was sure the
redhead had left and looked into the flames, his insides bubbling with anger
that Albus had presumably forgotten about the rules of the reserve, though he
wouldn�t have put it past the man to have done it on purpose. Severus
understood the rules, and the need to protect the animals that lived within it,
but that didn�t make him any happier about being forced to spend the night
there, with a Weasley.

An
unfailingly generous Weasley, at least. Could have landed with worse� I doubt any of the others would have
offered their kit for the night.

Although he�d sent quick barbs about Charlie Weasley�s position overseas, Severus found himself
grateful. Either the boy�s congeniality or his lack of information about the
rest of his family�s opinions had kept him polite towards Severus.

His legs began to burn and he stood again, feeling tingling
as blood flowed back into the deprived muscles. Severus was unbelievably tired.
In one day he had taught, he had been summoned, he had visited Dumbledore, then
Molly Weasley and then apparated the long distance to the reserve. A night in
the elements thrilled him less than contracting dragon-pox would have.

But Charlie�s parting comment about real wizards had landed
true and Severus sucked up his complaints and prepared to settle down for a
long night of silence.

Rustling to his right proceeded Charlie back into the
clearing and Severus was unable to help the way his eyes followed the muscled
figure as he slouched back towards the fire. Slightly shorter than himself, but
far broader in the chest and shoulders, the second eldest Weasley child looked
the perfect image of ease amongst the trees. Wild hair graced his shoulders
with even the slightest movement of his head; his brown eyes were deep and
warm. Severus� eyes lingered over full, almost too-shapely lips before he
dragged his gaze away, keen for his attention to avoid notice.

Charlie dropped down next to the fire again and without
further preamble, threw himself onto his back and raised his hands to cradle
his head, stretching his legs out in an attempt to find a comfortable position.

It did nothing to help Severus� attempts at visual
abstinence. Beneath his faded jeans sat very obviously thick thighs leading to
hips wide enough to support Charlie�s stocky frame. Unaware that he was being
watched, the redhead continued to settle and kicked off his boots which had
clearly never been laced properly.

Wonderful. A night faced with that. Merlin and
associated sorcerers preserve me.

***

�You can�t stand up all night,� Charlie rolled his head to
the side and looked up at Snape again. �Sit down.�

You�re making me
nervous hovering. Bloody great bat.

Charlie felt better as he heard the thin body sit down on
the ground with a slight thump, and the subsequent scrabbling of Snape
arranging his long limbs.

�Are you really content to sleep like that?�

�Done it before,� Charlie shrugged, feeling the warm air from
the fire grace his belly as his t-shirt rode up with the effort.

He was dressed far too casually for his duties, but the
night was still hot and if he had kept on his leather keeper�s gear he would
have melted before midnight had even rolled around. The dragon had been quiet
so far and there was no reason for anything to go wrong. And, if he was honest,
Charlie was just too tired to face supporting the extra weight.

�I don�t know, Weasley, what would your mother say if she knew you were sleeping on the floor?�

�What my mum doesn�t know won�t hurt her,� Charlie smiled
serenely up at the sky.

Charlie was itching to ask of any news from his family but
doubted that Snape would willingly pass it on, and it was with great surprise
that he absorbed his next words.

�Your mother asked me to pass on her� regards,� Snape paused
slightly.

�You mean she threatened to throw her arms around you and
ask you to impart a hug?� Charlie snorted, his laughter making his stomach
bounce.

�I do believe that may have been her intention, yes.�

�Shame, Snape, you look like you could do with a good hug
from a woman,� Charlie�s lips curled into a smirk, but it faded when there was
no reply, not even a cutting remark.

Charlie chanced a glance over at the austere man and found
himself meeting his gaze. Stiffening automatically, just like he could remember
doing at school when the glittering eyes watched him, he held his breath.

�How many nights do you spend like this a month?� Snape
finally asked, his voice indifferent, and obviously bent on changing the
subject.

�Generally once every two weeks, we have a rota,� Charlie
softened his voice and tried to make up for what had been a cheap shot.

And why are you even
bothering to send cheap shots at him? He�s Snape. Like he gives a fuck what you
think about him.

�Would it not be safer to use magic to protect the eggs and
breeders during the night?�

�Well, yes, but at the same time we have a bond with these
creatures. And they get used to our presence. The girl I�m watching tonight is
my particular baby, if you like. I helped breed her when I first started here.
She�s a cross, see, between a Welsh Green and Hebridean
Black. Just had her first nesting.�

�And she feels an affinity with you?� there was very blatant
doubt in Snape�s voice.

�Well, there�s got to be a reason that in a temper she rarely
shoots fire at me,� Charlie shrugged. �And why she�ll even let me touch her.�

�You touch the dragon?�

Charlie rolled his eyes, knowing that from anybody else such
a revelation would have earned an awed gasp or at least a little respect;
Severus Snape merely sounded like he was questioning a student over errant
litter on his classroom floor.

�When she�ll let me.�

�You must be very successful at your job, then,� Snape said
curtly.

As
close to a compliment as I�ll ever get, for sure. Charlie bit down
his retort, which was a cheeky �unlike you�, and said a modest, �I guess��
instead.

�Considering we are in the middle of a dragon reserve,�
Snape pressed on. �You are miraculously relaxed and unguarded.�

�We�re safe here. Each dragon has a perimeter, which is
warded. We can�t have them tramping around fighting one another. I can control
her, if need be.�

They fell to silence then and Charlie focussed his attention
back up at the sky, where more stars were popping out of the darkness to
twinkle down at him. He had lain back and looked at it so many times that one
might have assumed he�d be bored of it, but part of his love of his work was
the freedom he had to spend nights like he was. The thought of living in a city
with the stars obfuscated from view made him shudder, and even on brief visits
the pollution-clogged air made his chest tight.

Letting out a happy sigh he stretched again, arching his
back slightly off the ground with the effort. A quick glance told him that once
again, Snape was watching, but that time there appeared a little fleck of
something in the dark eyes that Charlie couldn�t quite believe.

Merlin�s balls, is
that� hunger? Charlie recognised it because it was almost an identical look
to that which the vampire coven had worn when he had wandered into their midst,
posing as a lonely traveller looking for some company for an evening.

Damn, Char, not the
time to think about that when he�s ogling you� he�ll see more than he bargained
for.

The loss of his connection with coven would put a serious
dent in his sexual release. Whether Dumbledore had meant for him to get
embroiled in the world of casual vampire sex, Charlie had never known �but he
certainly wasn�t about to volunteer the information.

Snape cleared his throat then and Charlie looked at him.

�I must confess I have never been to a proper enclosure
before,� Snape spoke softly. �It is somewhat fascinating to see. After all, the
use of dragon�s blood in my work is essential.�

�As long as you�re buying it from a legal source,� Charlie
couldn�t help the way his voice hardened.

Fiercely protective of the creatures that he worked with,
the Weasley family were well used to his constant badgering about making sure
that their dragon hide clothes and shoes were only from legitimate sources. His
own reserve didn�t sell hide, only blood sporadically taken from the strongest
specimens. Their protective gear and boots only came from animals that died
naturally in their care. And even that made Charlie feel a little sick, if he
thought about it too long. It was why he was so covered in burns; he didn�t
wear as much of it as he probably should have done.

�Albus always endeavours to make sure that he does,� Snape
turned to him. �But I am well aware of your stance on the matter, so there is
no need for you to lecture me.�

�How?� Charlie frowned.

�Ah, your twin brothers were present when I saw your mother. Warned
me that it was probably best that I didn�t
engage you on the subject if I wanted a moment�s peace.�

Charlie snorted. �Well, I�m not usually one to advocate
taking guidance from Fred and George as a matter of base safety, but I have to
confess that they�re right on this.�

�You are passionate about what you do,� Snape stated.

�I wouldn�t have moved all the way here if I wasn�t,�
Charlie pointed out.

�A long way from home.�

�Which has its benefits,� Charlie gave him a sly smile and
turned his head back to the sky. �You should look up, Snape. It�s a beautiful
view tonight.�

�I have no inclination to waste my time on the stars,
Weasley.�

�Well, you also had no inclination to camp in the middle of
a dragon infested forest,� Charlie reminded him. �And yet here you are filling
my evening with joy and warmth.�

I can be sarcastic
too, Snape, you prickly bastard.

With a huff, Charlie watched as he tilted his head back to
look upwards.

�Better if you lay down,� Charlie nudged with his knee to
the space on the ground next to him.

�I have no desire to lie in the dirt.�

�Then use the sleeping bag.�

His mother had always told him that he had an answer for
everything, and Charlie smirked as Snape looked at him disparagingly. But to
his surprise, the man grabbed hold of the sleeping bag, rolled it out, and lay
down stiffly on his back, his arms rigid by his side.

So stiff, I wonder if
he actually bends at all? Charlie swallowed
thickly. But then we wouldn�t want him
completely limp�

Suddenly filled with the compunction to make the man loosen
up, Charlie shook his head. Severus Snape was not attractive, that much was
fact. Tall, ridiculously thin (especially
compared to my fat arse and muscles!) and normally always scowling, there
was very little to endear humanity to the man. Yet, for all his sour barbs and unimpressed
stares, there was that magnetism.
Charlie had felt it, even at Hogwarts, and spent many a good hour in the
dungeons surreptitiously watching over a bubbling cauldron.

And
melted plenty of them because I wasn�t paying attention to anything other than
his backside.

�So clear,� Snape murmured and Charlie looked sideways to
see him wide eyed, dark hair flat around his head but off his narrow face.

�That view is why I don�t have a desk job in England,�
Charlie said grimly. �Could you give that up?�

�I have given up many things that I appreciate,� Snape shot
back.

�Well, then you�re a greater man than I am,� Charlie
shrugged. �Call me selfish if you like. Bill does all the fucking time.�

Because he chose the
wrong moment to quit his job and go home for a girl, now he�ll never get out.

�Everyone expects you to return because he did,� Snape
stated shrewdly.

�They�ll be sorely disappointed,� Charlie laughed.

Silence fell again and he looked sideways, taking in the
profile of Snape�s face. His overlarge nose looked even worse from the side.
Other than that, though, there was very little to comment on about the pale
man. His lips were thin, like the rest of him, his cheekbones narrow in a way
which Charlie could just envisage a beautiful hollow look appearing on them if
the man were to set his lips to work.

Sucking�
oh, bollocks. This is a bloody
nightmare.

Being stuck in the middle of the reserve with his old
schoolboy crush wasn�t a thrilling prospect considering the man was so cold and
un-talkative, even though so far Charlie had been surprised with his
co-operation.

�So how are things at the school?� Charlie tried for
conversation.

�Empty, considering it�s the middle of the summer.�

�Oh, of course. Sorry. Sometimes
the outside world goes on hold when I�m here.�

Charlie expected another rebuke about his ignorance of the
war effort, but what came was softly spoken.

�With a view like this, Weasley, I�m not sure anyone could
blame you.�

There was a distant roar and Charlie flew upright, straining
his ears for sounds of distress from his own charge, his fingers curled
instinctively around the wand handle poking out of his jeans pocket. As he had
moved, the baggy denims had worked down and he felt the sensation of air on the
exposed tops of his buttocks. Wonder if
he�s watching that?

The noise dwindled and he cautiously laid back down, not
removing his hand.

�So where do you live when you aren�t required to sleep on
the forest floor?�

�We have quarters near the entrance,� Charlie looked over at
him, hoping that he hid well the little thrilled jump he gave when his eyes met
impossibly dark onyx ones looking back at him. �And there are some in the
south, too. We sleep where we�re needed, but my main place is by the entrance.
It�s not much, bedroom, kitchen, bathroom. All I need really. I could have
better but I turned it down to be closer to her,� he lifted his elbow to jerk
in the direction of his baby.

�They are privileged to have your dedication,� Snape
commented.

I should write these down;
they�re never going to believe he�s complimenting me.

�I just do what�s right. Because we won�t sell the shed
skin, only keep it for our own needs, we don�t have as much money as some of
the bigger reserves, have to rely on the Romanian ministry funding.�

�And what�s the going rate for a top class dragon tamer such
as yourself?�

�Here? Very little! At a richer reserve, I�d earn more than
you,� Charlie put it into perspective.

�So why do you remain here? Everyone assumes you live a life
of glamour and expense.�

Charlie burst into laughter and didn�t stop until Snape had
given him the smallest of smiles in return.

�Oh, Godric. A fun job but
certainly not a well paid one for me.
I don�t really care. If you want glamour and expense look to Bill.�

�Somehow I doubt that it would suit you,� Snape observed,
and Charlie thought on that.

�No. I suppose you can�t really rich up nature other than
with luxury camping gear.�

There was a soft snort and Charlie forced himself to act
normal, despite the fact that he had just made a man of stone laugh. He reached
to scratch an itch on his belly before letting his hand settle over his hip,
over the tattoo which lay beneath his jeans.

�And is the love life of a dragon tamer as lucrative as the
rumours would have us believe?�

�Dunno what rumours you�ve been
hearing Snape, but they�re lying,� Charlie said flatly. �There are twenty of us
working here and if we�re lucky we each get one night off a week. Not really
conducive to flaming romance.�

�Oh, I don�t know, my talkative guide seemed rather
interested in you.�

Charlie fell silent, thinking of the continual flirt which
made up most of his and Andrei�s interaction.

�Even if he was,� he said softly, �I�m not one to muck
around with workmates.�

�But mucking around with Romanian vampires, that�s quite
alright and up your proverbial alley?�

Charlie did flush fully then, and sucked in a frustrated
breath. �I�d like to see you turn down such offers. And if it helped the
Order��

�Well, not particularly, considering that they have now
switched sides�� there was a suggestive undertone in Snape�s voice which
Charlie interpreted instantly as subtle dig on his sexual prowess.

�They wanted money and blood to change hands,� he kept his
voice even. �And Dumbledore wasn�t prepared to give that, so I gave them mine,
to sweeten the deal.�

�How very generous of you; I see that the offer of the sleeping bag and tent
pale in significance to your normal
levels of charity.�

�Do you have a problem with my sexuality?� Charlie asked
sharply.

�To have a problem with it, Weasley, I would have to know
what it was,� Snape rolled his eyes. �I apologise, I was merely commenting on
how physical your contributions to
the war effort had become. And probably a damn sight more pleasurable than those
submitted by the rest of us, too.�

Charlie snorted. �Why, you want a little vampire action for
yourself, Snape?�

The silence was deafening.

�Or just a little action in general?�
Charlie probed, lips curling into a smirk. He didn�t know why he was provoking
the man in the middle of the forest with nobody to protect him. Fred and George
had clearly rubbed off on him during his last visit.

He flicked his eyes to the side and saw that Snape had closed
his own, and one of his fists was clenched by his hips. Charlie kept his gaze
on the tense man and watched as a thin bottom lip moved slightly with his deep
breathing, and realised he had never seen anything as erotic as that sight. His
eyes stalked the flat outline of Snape�s chest, covered in black, and watched
the rise and fall as the man�s lungs inflated.

Any moment, he�ll open
his eyes and catch me.

Charlie closed his eyes but didn�t tilt his face away.

***

Does he really think
that I don�t know when I�m being watched?

Severus opened his eyes and saw that the redhead�s
face was indeed turned towards him, but his eyes were shuttered behind lids.
Curly hair tumbled over his cheek and fluttered with his breath. Severus fought
the compunction to reach over and brush it gently away with every fibre of his
being.

Foolish,
Severus. He is working. And a Weasley. And you are you.

Still, he couldn�t drag his eyes away. With his eyes closed,
Charlie looked rather angelic; a beautiful if a madly-haired burly angel. It
was no wonder that the Romanian man who had led him through the reserve had
flirted obviously with his colleague. Severus could barely control himself, and
he wasn�t even particularly homosexually inclined.

But there was something about him which made Severus close
his eyes, so that he might not be caught staring.

***

Oh, alright, now who�s
staring?!

Cracking open his eyes Charlie smirked to find Snape�s
face inclined to towards him, his eyes shut with surprisingly long eyelashes
dusting his pale cheekbones.

Sweet Merlin, I wonder
how many people get to see that? The great Potions Master at rest?

Charlie felt privileged as he lay there, looking on the
man�s prone form in the flickering flames of the fire. He ran his eyes
completely down, noticing the gentle bump at crotch level, and then slid down
impossibly long legs to booted feet, which were just like the rest of Snape
�long and thin.

A thousand anecdotes about feet and hand size corresponding
to other body parts sprang to mind, and then he even remembered one about
noses, too.

Ah, though, you don�t
want it bent, and his nose has one hell of a hook on it, you could hang a
bloody basket off-

Charlie jumped when the Snape�s onyx eyes flew open and met his
own and he was caught in blatant perusal of the man�s body. He couldn�t help
his blush.

***

My, my, what a
beautiful blush he has beneath the freckles and tan.

Severus surveyed the embarrassed
man in front of him and tried to recall his age.

Why do you even care?

He wasn�t particularly sure, but Severus damn well knew he
wasn�t imagining the palpable tension surrounding their bodies. As he continued
to look back at Charlie, it mounted, neither one of them breaking the gaze. It
felt as though there was an invisible shield in between them, and if either of
them dared touch it they would be frazzled alive with fierce energy.

�Why are you staring, Weasley?�
Severus managed to ask finally, his voice low and deep. He watched it sink in and
narrowed his eyes slightly to the tiny shiver which ran through the muscled
body.

�Why are you
staring?�

Should have expected
no more intelligent an answer from a man of the same set as those bloody twins.

�Perhaps I find you an intriguing sight,� Severus murmured.

The sharp intake of breath was a delight to his ears, but it
was eclipsed by the fact that Charlie suddenly rolled with grace unthinkable,
considering his build, and landed flat on top of him. The air flew out of
Severus� lungs as he was pinned successfully by the man�s weight, and he found
himself unable to protest as full lips claimed his own.

Oh hell�s arse this
can�t be sensible.

Sensible or not, Severus was by no means about to shove the
warm body off. Quite the opposite, he unclenched his fists and smoothed his
hands around Charlie�s thick waist, though the muscles he felt there did
nothing to quell his burgeoning desire.

Hearing a low moan rumble out of the redhead�s throat,
Severus tilted his head back slightly, his lips parting. Charlie wasted no time
and slid his tongue between Severus� teeth and licked firmly against the
mirroring muscle waiting there.

Even his tongue feels
like a furnace, is there nothing cool about this man?

He knew the answer to that when large, roughened hands
reached up to cup his face, fingertips ghosting into his greasy hair.

Well if I�d known this
would happen I might have had the inclination to get in the shower, but then he
doesn�t even seem to care.

Charlie was groaning with every thrust of his tongue and
almost seamlessly began rolling his hips along with them, grinding their
clothed crotches together with delicious friction. Severus heard his own verbal
contribution and let the rest of his body spring to life. Cool and reserved he
may have been at virtually every other hour of the day �but he�d be damned if
he�d lie there and let at least twelve stone of man writhe away on top of him
and not allow himself to enjoy it.

***

Christ, Charlie,
stupid move, stupid move, stupid �fucking hell, he�s kissing me back!

Far too experienced to let his surprise show in his actions,
Charlie continued his oral exploration of Snape�s mouth, finding that he tasted
of strong tea on the inside, and despite the comments bandied about concerning
his personal hygiene, his breath was as fresh as
Charlie�s own.

Sinking his fingers into the dark hair, even the greasiness
failed to perturb him, finding it didn�t affect the under layer into which he
massaged lightly. The roll of his hips came naturally and he was thrilled when
Snape responded with a throaty growl which made his heart thud in his chest.

The need for oxygen began to torture his lungs but he stayed
kissing for as long as he possibly could, lest Snape push him off once the kiss
was done and he had taken stock of their actions. But when Charlie rose up, he
was surprised that the man�s graceful hands remained on his waist, holding him
firmly in place. Looking down at the rapidly rising and falling chest, Charlie
smirked.

�What was that you implied about my sexual prowess?� he
murmured darkly, raising his eyebrows in challenge.

�I implied no such thing,� Snape muttered, and grabbed
Charlie�s head back down and began to thoroughly ravish his lips.

�Christ a-bloody-live!� Charlie gasped, rutting his hips
forward hard and groaning as his cock began to ache.

His breath hitched as one of Snape�s hands glided down the
plane of his back and settled over his backside and squeezed.

Severus Snape just groped
my arse. Oh holy fuck!

The hand began to massage and Charlie had to wonder where on
earth it had all come from. Only minutes before they had been lying awkwardly
talking together in a stunted conversation, and there they were rutting against
one another with barely little more sophistication than two animals in heat.

��

And Snape unravelled beneath him,
his breath becoming more ragged with every gasp, his hands wandering freely
(one had currently sunk into Charlie�s hair and was winding around the curls)
and body arching up to thrust against the thicker one on top of him.

It was then that Charlie wondered
if he was too heavy, and without warning turned onto his back. Almost as if
they were attached, Snape rolled with him and covered his body with the black
material of the robes he wore.

No, really, so like the vampires� oh, God�

�Mmm, fuck, Snape, you�re good at
this,� he hissed as the mouth abandoned his lips in favour of assaulting his
neck.

�Just because I am a reserved man
and do not bother to pretty myself up for the masses, you expected me be a
displeasing lover?� Snape muttered darkly in Charlie�s ear.

Shivering with desire, Charlie
roughly grabbed hold of the raven-haired head and proceeded to transfer every
bit of his surprise into a smouldering kiss.

They hardly needed the extra heat,
considering the lingering summer temperature and the fire roaring beside them.
For Charlie, when Snape broke out of his hold and kissed down his torso, he
surpassed hot and vaguely wondered if he was actually on fire.

Magnetism was a fucking understatement.

�Too hot,� he muttered, and flew
upright, causing Snape�s forehead to butt into his belly. Charlie threw both
his arms back and grabbed hold of the neck of his t-shirt.

�Let me,� Snape breathed.

Charlie was only too happy to
acquiesce.

***

Severus grabbed the hem of the sinfully tight t-shirt and
yanked it upward, drinking in every inch of tanned and freckled skin which slid
into view as it departed the muscular body. He took care to manoeuvre over
Charlie�s face and then lobbed the garment free of the fire and returned his
hands to where they truly wanted to be.

He was barely paying attention to Charlie�s hands working at
his own robes, or their proximity to the fire. All Severus could see, all he
could think about, was the delicious specimen of man at his fingertips.

Charlie Weasley reminded him of the muggle rugby players which used to frequent
the television during his childhood. Clearly well-built and well-fed, he was
thick and strong, but not, Severus was glad, to the point of over-definition.
There was a definite softness about the man as he sat pinned to the forest
earth, his fingers fighting against the many buttons which trapped Severus�
body away from sight.

It had been planned that way, but then Severus had not
assumed he would find such a prize during his stint as messenger.

�Fucking hell, Snape, these are bloomin�
impossible!�

The breathlessness of the redhead�s voice made the dropped
consonant seem far sexier than Hagrid�s bumbling
vernacular had ever sounded, and Severus took a break from feasting on the
lightly furred chest to help the poor man. Once his neck had been cracked open
and Charlie was working his way down, Severus immediately returned to the
beautiful sight.

Flaming hair sat between two nipples which were neither pink
nor brown, but a wonderful creamy hue of the two. Just like his arms, the rest
of Charlie�s torso was heavily freckled, and where the freckles left gaps his
tan filled in. The hair also ran in a line south of his navel and disappeared
temptingly into his jeans. Severus� fingers were on the button and fly before
he really comprehended what he was doing, let alone leaving him the chance to
ask for permission.

But then he doesn�t
particularly seem to care for such consent� Severus realised as such when
the light shirt beneath his robes was pushed apart and his bare chest was
exposed to the firelight. Looking down between them he felt deathly pale and
faltered in his self-consciousness.

Charlie obviously noticed and Severus waited with baited
breath as the man leant forward and gently nipped at his exposed collarbone.

�Don�t you think that life would be a complete washout if
everybody looked the same?� he murmured, tilting his head to the side and
moving his lips onto Severus� neck.

�I have always thought as much,� Severus closed his eyes and
shivered before he returned to his senses, setting his fingers to their task.

What was pressing through the baggy denims was enough to
make him sweat without even a proper look. But as his fingers sank into coarse
curls he moaned as the silken flesh of Charlie�s erection brushed against them.
He looked down. The thatch of hair was every bit as red as that on the man�s
head, if slightly darker, and nestling on it was a perfectly shaped cock,
already reddened and slightly wet at the tip.

�Oh, my�� he raised an eyebrow and then followed it with his
face to look directly into Charlie�s eyes.

There wasn�t a hint of self-consciousness in the open face
and Severus found it refreshing. There was no arrogance in Charlie�s face at
all, and yet he seemed so at ease sitting with his crotch and body on display.
Severus let his fingers caress a delicate trail over the slightly paunchy
stomach and realised that completely flat it would have looked unrealistic and
overly-perfect. The curve gave Charlie humanity, as opposed to the god which
would have made Severus feel too inadequate to continue.

�Yeah, yeah, I know, lay off the pies, right?� Charlie
murmured, his eyes twinkling.

�Not at all,� Severus shook his head minutely, giving a
glare which said no less than �don�t you
dare!�

A blinding smile caught up the full lips and the already-congenial
face transformed into a beacon of ease and contentment and Severus let the
strong arms encase him, despite the fact that it pushed his body into the
uncovered crotch. Instead of a whimper of pain, however, Severus drank down
Charlie�s greedy moan with pleasure and rocked his hips forward to evoke
another, and another, and another until
the redhead threw his head back and growled to the sky, �Oh, God, Severus!�

Severus welcomed the change into first name correspondence
and smoothed one hand down in between them to curl around the persistent column
of flesh grinding against the material of his robes.

***

Charlie hissed and shuddered with pleasure. The fingers on
his cock felt like heaven, cool despite the heat and he tried his best to press
his hips upwards for more touch, but straddled by the raven haired man, it was
impossible. The fevered kisses at his lips kept him too occupied, anyway.

�Put your hands out behind you,� Severus ordered. �I want to
see you.�

Charlie hurried to comply and leant as far back as was
comfortable on his outstretched arms, digging his fingers into the dirt.
Severus looked down his torso like a starving man at an all-you-can-eat buffet
and his eyes flew wide when they alighted over the dragon tattoo, only just
creeping into view with the falling jeans.

�Sweet Circe,� was the rumbled mutter.

�You like it?� Charlie asked teasingly.

�More than I care to admit,� Severus breathed, clearly
unable to drag his eyes away. �In fact,� he lowered his head to kiss at one of Charlie�s
nipples. �I like the whole of you far more than I ever considered possible.�

Charlie grinned widely at that, his mouth falling open when
the talented tongue shot out and trailed over the fast-stiffening nub. From the
quivering energy in his balls, he had a feeling that he would be coming in an
embarrassingly short amount of time �he wished he still had time on his side to
blame it on his age.

Gasping loudly as the hand on his cock began to pump, the
feeling only intensified and he tried to remember when the last time he had
come undone so quickly had been. Even with the vampires he had more stamina and
none of his past lovers had ever complained.

Well, if he can jerk
me off this quickly he can get me up again at the same speed�

�Shit,� he muttered, as the hooks really dug into his belly
and yanked him towards his orgasm. �Severus� I�m��

�Shut up,� Severus warned him and pulled him into a rough
kiss, where he matched their rhythm to that of his hand, and Charlie moaned
through it, letting the coolness milk him towards completion.

He was already nearly there when Severus threw himself
backward and in one fluid motion sucked Charlie�s cock into his hot mouth.

�Oh F-FUCK!� Charlie yelled, his
balls drawing up closer to his body as his dick gave a massive twitch and gave
way to rolling spasms as he filled the other man�s mouth.

His arms ached from their extended position and his fingers
clawed against the earth as his hips arched up. There were delicate swipes of a
tongue along the underside of his cock as Severus pulled back, giving some
final licks to the tip before slipping off. Charlie watched with fascination as
the man�s tongue caught dripping semen at the corners of his mouth, and then
swallowed.

Ragged breathing was the only sound in the clearing as
Charlie recovered himself, the orgasm having shattered through his tired body
like a hammer through glass. Severus looked up at him with glittering eyes and
reached forth for a kiss, which Charlie willingly met, tasting himself on the
foreign tongue.

�Gods, Severus, I�ve not� Merlin.�

Smirking, Severus at back on his heels and trailed his index
finger up Charlie�s softening member, causing him to moan.

�Your turn,� Charlie said decidedly, and placed his two
hands on Severus� shoulders, and pushed.

***

Severus landed hard on his back, but he was man enough to
take it and ignored the way dirt infused into his hair. Charlie�s weight
smothered onto him once more, but instead of hurting it merely further fuelled
the fire in his belly. Lips closed over his own and a
tongue demanded entrance, which he permitted. He was just getting into the kiss
when his heart stuttered and gave out.

A bellowing roar sounded across the clearing and Charlie�s
weight was gone in record speed, Severus blinked and missed his exit. The
redhead rammed his feet back into his boots, shoved his wand between his teeth
and took off, doing his jeans up as he ran, his hair flying out behind him as
he shot into the trees.

�Oh, fuck,� Severus spat, drawing in great gasps of air.

He remained sprawled on his back and jumped again when another
equally angry and loud bellow made the trees shake.

Surely it�s dangerous
to have so many trees in a reserve of firebreathing
animals?

�Probably protected,� he muttered and pushed himself up with
his hands, looking down at his pasty white chest, flushing with embarrassment.

Charlie was so strong, and masculine, and had just reigned
in his senses with impeccable control after what looked like a bone-melting
orgasm to run into the forest, barely protected, to calm down a dragon.

I don�t give a damn
what the boy says, there are many types of glamour in this world and his is
most definitely one of them.

Severus was surprised he didn�t even have the energy to be
upset that his erection was wilting with every further bellow of the beast in
their enclosure. A particularly loud one sounded and he was surprised to feel
worry tinge through his bloodstream, but whether for Charlie or for himself, he
wasn�t particularly sure.

Cautiously he got to his feet and decided to help the
redhead by pushing his robe off the rest of the way, leaving him dishevelled in
his undone shirt and plain black trousers. He reached up and carded a hand
through his hair, almost laughing as he felt the dirt and stray greenery
snagging around his fingers. Severus had never participated in anything sexual
in the open before and he couldn�t entirely say where the urge had come from.

�Heh, yes you can,� he muttered to
himself. �Charlie fucking Weasley is where.�

Extricating his wand from his robes Severus slipped it into
the waistband of his trousers and took to circling the small clearing, keeping his
tread light to hear the approach of the redhead, or even worse, his �baby�, the
dragon he was tending to. Despite the heat of the evening he shivered and
wrapped his arms around his chest as he walked. He wasn�t sure if he was cold
because the stifling temperature was finally dropping, or if it was because he
missed the added warmth of Charlie, who was a veritable furnace. His cock gave
a twitch thinking of how contented he had felt lying beneath the man.

Contented
and unequivocally safe. Severus scowled at that, wondering how the
redhead had managed to fool his senses into feeling so, when he never felt
safe, anywhere.

A force of habit kept him constantly alert, even ensconced in his dungeon
quarters at the school. A light sleeper with superb senses, very little got
past him, and nor did he have the inclination to let it. His job demanded
vigilance.

Approaching footsteps made him jump again and suddenly
Charlie broke through the undergrowth, his lips twisted in a grimace. He
chucked his wand down on the sleeping bag and threw himself on his knees, one
hand groping with the pack he had with him.

�What happened?� Severus asked tensely, walking over and
looking down at him.

He saw it before Charlie could tell him, an angry,
blistering burn stretching down the length of the toned forearm hanging
stationary by his side.

�Good Godric, Weasley,� Severus dropped to his knees and drew the arm towards
him, ignoring Charlie�s hiss. �What on earth�?�

�God knows what scared her,� Charlie muttered as his hand kept
searching through the bag. �But she was inches away from trampling her eggs
when I got there.�

�What happened?� Severus lifted the arm closer to his arms to inspect the
violated skin.

�I had to sedate and cage,� Charlie sighed bitterly. �I hate
doing it, I hate sedating them like that because it�s not their fault, you
know? They�re meant to be fucking free, not cooped up somewhere a Ministry
thinks they�ll thrive.�

Severus fell quiet and listened to the redhead talk with
sincere conviction.

�But she was going to trample the eggs and half her
enclosure if I didn�t. I managed to get the stunners on her and drew the cage
with my wand, but she obviously got distressed and gave me that parting gift.�

�You managed that all by yourself?� Severus knew his voice
was awed, but didn�t think it warranted the indignant flash in Charlie�s eyes.

�People always assume that if you choose to work with
animals you�re a bit soft,� he glowered, and yanked his hand out of the bag
clutching a jar of burn salve. Severus took it from him with a firm glare. �But
my magic is as strong as any Auror�s. It has to be,
or I�d�ve been dead when I first took the job. Why do
you think I�m trusted out here alone, if not for my skill?�

Chastened, Severus didn�t reply and concentrated on smoothing
the salve gently, though Charlie hissed with brutal honesty of his pain. Again,
Severus found it refreshing. So many men could have sat and winced their way
through it pretending not to be bothered, but Charlie�s acceptance of his agony
only endeared him to Severus more.

�Sorry, I guess I should be used to the pain by now,�
Charlie sighed, and watched the purple ointment seep into his skin. �Another scar for the collection.�

�What is this?� Severus raised the jar to his nose and took
a heavy drag, smelling a healthy mix of herbs.

�We have an onsite apothecary and potions bloke who keeps us
in shape,� Charlie flexed his hand in and out of a fist to keep the skin of his
arm moving fractionally as it healed. �I�m not sure what�s in it, but look,� he
waved his arm. �It works.�

Severus saw the blisters had vanished and the burn was
turning shiny and becoming paler. �Well, at least you�re well looked after.�

Charlie gave him a fleeting smile and took the sealed jar
back off him and placed it in his bag again. �It wouldn�t have happened if I�d
been wearing my jacket, it�s flame retardant,� he shrugged. �But never mind,
healed now.�

�And you, ah, didn�t exactly have time to properly equip
yourself,� Severus looked away.

�No, but I can tell you now what came before made the burn
entirely worth it,� Charlie offered.

Severus� let the corner of his mouth twitch up with
gratitude but did not speak again, preferring to fix his gaze in the fire.

�God I�m knackered,� Charlie huffed, reaching up to wipe
away the sweat on his brow.

�I�m not surprised,� Severus murmured. �You say you have
been up since five?�

�Uh-huh,� Charlie yawned.

�You should try and get some sleep,� Severus said quietly.

�Er, no, Severus,� Charlie leant
forward and pressed a kiss to his shirted shoulder. �I�m not so tired as to
forget that one of us was left high and dry.�

�

A loud gurgle cut through the air and Severus turned to him,
one eyebrow raised.

***

Curse you, high
maintenance body!

�Sorry,� Charlie mumbled. �Didn�t get much
of a chance to eat.�

He pulled the bag onto his lap and rummaged around in it,
reaching for what he was looking for.

�That�s your dinner?� Severus commented doubtfully, looking
at the sandwich bag of mixed dried fruit and nuts.

�Can�t have anything with high scent,� Charlie shoved in a
mouthful. �Otherwise it�ll drive her mad. And I can�t have that now, not when
she�s so upset already.�

�You really don�t get much pleasure out of this at all, do
you? Hard ground, burns, pitiful meals��

�Oh, I wouldn�t say there was no pleasure,� Charlie raised
an eyebrow and smiled.

�You always have company?�

�No,� Charlie slumped. �And you�re right about the dinners,
but it�s not like I ever have anything particularly thrilling anyway. I never
have time to go to the village and get decent food.�

�How are your culinary skills?� Severus smiled.

�Not bad when I have the ingredients, but then I doubt any
child of Molly Weasley�s would be a bad cook.�

�Though if Ronald�s potions skills are anything to go by��

�Can�t be good at everything,� Charlie shovelled another
mouthful and sealed the bag back up. �He�s a good kid. Never gave me any
trouble at all when he was little. So sweet. Er, not entirely sure why I�m talking about this...�

�I would find your brother easier to take if he did not
spend his days blindly following Potter.�

�Ron grew up in a houseful of mean older brothers; I assure
you, Severus, if he�s following Harry, he�s not doing it blindly. He�s had to
fight for survival since day one.�

�The joy of a large family, I suppose,� Severus commented.

Sensing the deflated mood, Charlie rose up on his knees and
moved behind Severus to massage at his shoulders. He lowered his head and
peppered a line of kisses down the man�s throat, and slid his arms to hug him
properly.

Hugging
Snape� how very odd. Nice,
though.

�Come on,� Charlie whispered. �After such an amazing display
of your talent you can�t think I�d let you go without showing off my own?�

�The dragon rather killed the ambience, don�t you think?�

�Pah, you get used to it,� Charlie
snorted, and reached into his bag and pulled out a tube. He dropped it into
Severus� lap and said nothing.

�Why on earth do you have this with you?�

�Well� I�m a man,� Charlie shrugged. He lowered his voice
and whispered in Severus� ear. �It gets very, very lonely out here� and my
right hand is a good friend.�

Pleased with the shiver that ran through the slender man in
his arms, Charlie kissed along a cleanly shaven jawline,
licking down once or twice to jab wetly into his throat. Severus groaned and
stretched out his spine before relaxing again.

�You are aware that puts you roughly on the same maturity
level as your little brother?� Severus teased, his eyes closed.

�Oh, shut up,� Charlie murmured. �What he gets up to is his
own business� I�m sure my own fantasies are entirely more advanced.�

�I don�t want to think about his fantasies, I have to teach
him again in three weeks��

�I�m sure they�re no different to what my own were at that
age, lying in my four-poster in the Tower� or yours, down in those cold
dungeons�� he licked the shell of Severus� ear, evoking yet another shiver.
�You�re awfully responsive.�

�And you are awfully modest for such a handsome man,�
Severus growled, and got up onto his knees, turning around to meet Charlie�s
eyes, having grabbed the lube in his hand.

Severus unbuttoned Charlie�s jeans all over again and that time
Charlie worked against Severus� trousers, too, so that they would be equally
unclothed. He felt an arousal growing beneath the fabric and smiled that the
man found him so attractive. He decided to flatter him in thanks.

�My fantasies�� Charlie pushed at the black wool trousers
and let them fall; revealing unassuming black briefs which nicely displayed the
older man�s ample package. �Were sometimes about you.�

There was a sharp intake of breath and Severus stopped,
raising his face to meet Charlie�s eyes, clearly checking for hints of mockery.

�No joke,� Charlie assured him with a smile, and fingered
the elastic of his underwear.

Severus was pale everywhere, it seemed, his body the same
shade of ghostly white as his face, but he was dusted with dark hairs on his
chest, his stomach, his thighs, beneath his arms. Charlie revelled in it, he
loved dark-haired partners because it made their body hair so obvious, and he
was by no means adverse to a bit of fuzz. He ran his fingers through the hair
between two pale pink nipples and sighed happily.

�Notice how my marks in Potions were often pretty shit?�

�I remember you as an adequate student,� Severus replied,
his eyes dropping to watch Charlie�s large hand sliding down his trim stomach
to ghost over the hardness in his underwear.

�Well, maybe, but I melted a lot of cauldrons because I was
too busy looking at the way your robes fell off your arse when you bent over��
Charlie firmly grabbed the erection through the pants and wondered how long it
would be before the man snapped, considering his ragged breathing and parted
lips.

�But I was, as ever, abominable to you,� Severus pointed
out, closing his eyes in ecstasy as Charlie palmed his cock.

�Some men love a mean bastard,� Charlie smirked, and slipped
his hand inside the underwear.

Whatever else was cool about Severus Snape, his dick was
absolutely not. Charlie groaned with want as the heat welded to his palm and he
gave it a loving stroke. He soon had the raven-haired man gasping.

�I�d dream about you throwing me over your desk,� Charlie
cocked his head to the side calculatively, watching
how his words sank in. �And tying me there� taking a switch to my backside�� He
leant forward and pressed his lips to Severus�. He barely pulled away to finish
detailing his fantasy. �And then you fucked me.�

The tension around them seemed to quiver as Severus jumped
to life, grabbing hold of Charlie�s waist and viciously spinning him around so
that his legs tangled in his jeans. Thrilled at the rough treatment, Charlie
didn�t complain, but leant forward and braced his hands on the floor, well
aware that he offered himself far too brazenly to a man who, up until thirty
minutes before, had been nothing more than an inconvenience to his evening.

Cool hands smoothed over his arse cheeks and parted them,
letting the hot air from the fire brush down into his crack and Charlie
shivered at the sensation.

�Does a hygiene spell count as
necessary?� Severus muttered. �Because frankly, that�s so appealing I should be
licking it.�

Oh shit and arse.

�Sorry, but I�d go through the beauty of your tongue lashing
me and then get an entirely different kind come the morning,� Charlie gritted
his teeth, not quite believing what he was turning down.

�Your devotion to your job makes me utterly sick, Weasley,�
Severus growled, and then ducked his head, and did it anyway.

Charlie gasped and pitched forward as the hot tongue lapped
at his hole, dragging back and forth over the puckered flesh without pre-amble.
It began to circle and he choked through his moan, trying to keep his voice
down, in case it had been his orgasmic yell that had set the dragon off the
first time. He felt the gentle motion of breath in his crack and realised that
Snape was actually inhaling his scent and nearly came hard on the ground then
and there.

�E-Enough,� he stuttered, dragging his hips forward to dislodge the man behind
him.

�Shame,� Severus commented as he unscrewed the tube cap and
squelched some lube onto his fingers.

�Just two and not for long,� Charlie threw over his shoulder
and look back to see Severus� eyebrows rise. �Unless it
bothers you?�

�It couldn�t bother me less,� Severus breathed, and without
ceremony worked one finger inward, creeping slowly.

Charlie moaned without restriction when the other hand began
to massage his balls with gentle tugs.

Christ, I�d forgotten
how good that feels� but he�s too good at it�oh� shit�

Then impaled on two fingers, Charlie thrust back and hissed
when he caused the digits to press over his prostate and Severus immediately
worked to find it again.

�No, it�s� aggggh SHIT, Snape-�

But Severus wasn�t listening and proceeded to give the
protesting redhead a massage right over the place which would send him
screaming into oblivion if the digits kept it up for much longer.

�Stop, I�m going to�ohhh�.� He
hissed in relief as the fingers withdrew and did not return, the only problem
then being that Charlie felt desolately empty. It�s been a while since I�ve
been fucked.

�Do you have a preference for this?� Severus asked quietly,
slicking up his erection. �Do you usually bottom�? You seem rather� too
forceful.�

�I don�t mind,� Charlie tried to shrug but it wouldn�t work
in his position. �I�ll do over or under, male or female� I really don�t have a
preference either way.�

�Not to mention the vampires,� Severus smirked, and pressed
his dripping cockhead to Charlie�s entrance.

Charlie didn�t bother to answer, and seconds later he
couldn�t, because the all-encompassing burn in his backside stole all his
breath in the most thrilling way. He had estimated the long length in Severus�
underwear and looked forward to taking every inch of it, feeling every inch as
it slithered inside of him, and the man did not disappoint him.

One cool hand was splayed over Charlie�s back, holding him
in place as Severus continued to push in, biting back his moans of praise at
the tightness and heat. The other curled over his hip tattoo. Charlie wished it
was on his cock.

�Touch me,� he begged pathetically, and made a face in
disappointment when Severus refused.

However, what the man did was far better, Charlie realised,
as his torso was pulled up and he was kneeling down, with a cock up his arse,
two sets of fingers assaulting his nipples and a hot mouth at his ear. Severus
was taller, but the extra length was in his shins, not his thighs, so they were
at a comfortable equal height. Thrusting gently in and out, Severus began to
kiss Charlie�s neck, working his way down the tanned skin with light nips and
licks. He pinched with his fingers, awakening the nipples with tiny amounts of
pain. Charlie only moaned, so he squeezed harder and rent a gasp from the
redhead�s mouth.

�Please, touch my cock,� Charlie moaned.

�No,� Severus whispered hotly in his ear. �You have already
come once, now it�s my turn. And then you may have yours again.�

He twisted the nipples simultaneously and lunged
forward, rocking Charlie�s entire body with the force of his thrust.

Charlie couldn�t believe how strong the thin arms holding
him were, considering that the hands were occupied. He could barely move as his
own arms were trapped beneath them, and the elbows were digging into him. The
now purple-tipped erection jutted out in front of him, begging for touch and
leaking with abandon, but Severus still refused to touch it as he continued to
pound into Charlie from behind.

Sweet hell this is
fucking amazing� oh God, I need to come, now�

As he thought that, the most wonderful sound burst into his ear,
a continual low growl which peaked with every thrust that Severus made, rising
and falling like a cresting wave. Hot breath drenched the side of his face it
made him tremble, his knees aching from the hard ground, but Severus did not
relent.

�Did I stop when I had you over my desk, hmm?� Severus
smirked at the boy�s tension. �Did I ever stop then, Charlie, and give you
mercy?�

�N-No.�

�Because you didn�t want it,� Severus abandoned the nipples
and wrapped his arms properly about the man, one over his stomach, the other
resting flat on his sternum.

And then he unleashed the full power in his hips and Charlie
thought he might have passed out from the light exploding behind his eyes. So
forceful, Severus rammed into him with finesse and precision, slamming home
with every snap of his body. But still, he refused to touch his cock, and as
the breathing in Charlie�s ear heightened, he realised that Severus didn�t plan
to, either, before he came.

�Oh gods,� he muttered, dizzy with heat burning from the
fire a few feet away, and from the man pounding into him with seemingly hardly
any effort.

�So� fucking� tight�� Severus hissed into his ear. �I wish I
could fuck you loose, till you couldn�t walk��

The tone of the low drawl alone pushed Charlie dangerously
close to the edge of orgasm and he gasped a few times, and Severus finally
slipped a hand down to his crotch.

�No!� Charlie protested, as fingers pinched tightly at the
base of his cock. �No, let me come��

Severus ignored him, slammed into him twice more, and then
released his orgasm in a guttural jerk of his voice. After that initial cockteasing sound, there were nothing but hot gasps and
lips on Charlie�s ear and he thought he would likely go mad from the
maddeningly filthy sounds.

�Please,� he breathed, sweat dripping down into the small of
his back and stinging.

�So polite,� Severus teased, and bit into his shoulder.

�Gods, I love that,� Charlie blurted, his head tilting back
onto Severus� shoulder, curls tickling the pale skin.

Severus remained lodged inside the young man, even though he
was softening. Pulling him back even more tightly against his torso, he finally
released the ring he had formed around the base of the thick erection and
fisted his hand around it instead.

Writhing in Severus� arms, Charlie knew that once again it
would not be long before he lost control, and wondered just what it was about
Snape which made him spill so easy.

Fuck knows� like a
fucking master�

Severus brushed a thumb pad over the leaking tip and swirled
around the pre-come, loving the hiss which escaped Charlie�s mouth at the
pleasuring sting.

�You seem to like a little pain, Weasley��

�Uh-huh,� Charlie could only answer in short words; he was
so debilitated by Severus� supreme talent.

�Well, there�s a world of fun to be had with such
knowledge,� Severus grazed his teeth over the redhead�s neck, already red and
wet from previous abuse. �But for now��

Without another word he clamped his mouth down on Charlie�s
throat and bit, causing a jerking scream to erupt into the clearing.

Charlie lost it, his hips canting wildly into Severus� hand,
helped by the still-full sensation in his arse with smutty come dribbling down
the contours of his inner thighs. He arched his back and came like he hadn�t
already climaxed once that night, his seed shooting out in front of him to land
on the woodland floor.

Severus tasted blood in his mouth and instantly pulled off,
seeing the bruised shape he had marked onto the redhead�s neck. He licked over
it, carrying away the blood and spit left behind, and pressed a gentle kiss
there.

Charlie hated to acknowledge it, but he was whimpering in
the older man�s arms, his body so tired and sapped of energy after his finish.
Severus reached up and stroked sweaty curls off his forehead and kissed the
side of his face.

�Oh�� was all Charlie could huff as Severus pulled back, and
he swayed upright before dropping dramatically into the dirt. �Fuck, Snape�
really� fuck��

Severus merely looked at him, his face finally a little
flushed, his body drenched in the same sweat that Charlie�s was.

�C�mere,� Charlie dictated, and
grabbed Severus� upper arms before he could protest.

Severus was not a man who remained for long after sex, he
was not a man that cuddled. But settled on the redhead�s furry chest, he suddenly
felt very comfortable, and relaxed, despite being naked with his pants tangled
around his socks in the middle of a forest. It was somewhat liberating.

It was a moment before he realised that Charlie was looking
up at him, and Severus could see his eyes more clearly in the bright light of
the fire. They were brown, but lodged within the irises were magnificent
flashes of warm amber, almost making them glow brightly. Severus didn�t think
he had seen anything so captivating in recent years.

God, man, it�s always
the fucking eyes with you� His thoughts soured when he remembered why he
never looked too long at what lay behind Harry Potter�s old-fashioned and
prematurely-aging spectacles.

�What?� Charlie asked with a smile.

�Your eyes are�� Severus murmured, though he never managed
to finish because Charlie pulled him down into a kiss.

It was slow and sweet, a total contrast to the almost brutal
orgasm the redhead had just suffered through, and they both relished the
difference in pace. The forest air around them was quiet, and the fire crackled
peacefully.

Nearly fully recovered, Charlie took a deep breath and
smiled. �Well. That was certainly more interesting than a night spent bored out
of my mind.�

�I must confess, it has been rather more� ah, entertaining
than I expected,� Severus gave him a cordial nod of the head.

�Entertaining?� Charlie snorted. �Quidditch, Severus,
Quidditch is entertaining. Chess, also, is rather entertaining. But that�?� He
raised his eyebrows. �That blew
entertainment out of the fucking water.�

�Well, there�s no need to get so melodramatic,� Severus
rolled his eyes, and then rolled off the warm body, too, helpfully landing on
the sleeping bag, which he was glad of when Charlie immediately landed on top
of him.

�Shut up,� he advised, and chanced his head by placing a
very gentle kiss on the end of Severus� nose. �I�m going to get dressed and
check on the dragon. If you�re man enough, you can chuck your clothes on and
come with me.�

He raised an eyebrow in challenge. Severus looked up stonily
beneath his eyelashes.

�Fine, dragon tamer,� he said at last.

�And on the way back, if I happen to throw you in the convenient stream that
runs down from the mountain?�

Severus merely smirked in answer. Charlie smirked back.

�Welcome to life in the reserve, Severus,� he whispered.
�The stars aren�t the only reason that I stay.�

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