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Searching My Soul
by
snapesgirl1981
Chapter 14
It was a long
time later when Snape stopped caressing the boy's cheek and turned
his gaze to find him snoring away peacefully. He chuckled softly and
shifted a bit to make his position more comfortable all the while
revelling in the feeling of having found a place to call home. He
could not have said when along the line he had let the boy get under
his skin but now he felt- for the first time in many years he
worried, cared, loved and despaired and there was in all likelihood
no way back.
Nevertheless,
they could not stay here for much longer. The Slytherins would return
to their common room after the feast had ended and he did not fancy
explaining why the boy-who-lived snored in his arms. He sneered and
shook his head. No, it would be hard to explain this to the Dark
Lord.
He gently nudgthe the boy awake. His green eyes were unfocused and his hair as usual
was a mess.
We have to
move, Harry. The Slytherins will be rushing down here any minute and
it would be difficult to explain what you are doing here.
Snape's face showed his trademark sneer but his voice lacked malice.
Okay.
Harry mumbled and scrambled to his feet his eyes turned to the ground
all the while
'What's wrong
now?' Snape wondered irritated.
All in a sudden Potter appeared embarrassed shuffling with his feet
and daring to look at his teacher. The potions Master crossed his
arms in front of his chest. What have I done now?
Harry's
eyes flickered shortly. Nothing. You have done nothing, Sir.
He put his hands into his three sizes too large jeans. I am the
idiot here, he mumbled.
Snape
shook his head. Honestly, sometimes you are as moody as a
woman, Potter. He carefully up aup and gripped the boy's
shoulder gently. For your own and my sake, let's continue this
talk somewhere else.
You
are right. Harry inhaled sharply. I should return to my
common room- and bothbother you more than I already have. The
last part was almost inaudible but many years of working as a spy had
trained Snape's ears.
He
sighed and pulled Harry into the direction of his chambers, the boy
struggling to keep up with the professor's large steps. I don't
think so except you want to continue this with your friends
watching.
Startled
green eyes met determined black ones. You don't want to get rid
of me, Sir?
Snape
pulled the boy closer to his side. Does it look like it,
Harry? For once his voice was completely bare of malice. We
need to talk and in my chambers at least we can sit down in front of
a flickering fireplace and have something to drink. Plus, if I
remember correctly we both didn't have anything for dinner.
The
arm chair got more and more comfortable with every minute Harry
snuggled into the warm blanket covering his small body. The fire was
roaring in the fireplace next to him and in his hand he held a hot
steaming cup of cocoa. He carefully took a sip from the hot liquid
and a huge smile showed on his face. Never in all his life had Aunt
Petunia offered him a cup of chocolate when he was upset or unhappy.
The dark green blanket smelled of sandalwood reminding Harry of the
potions Master.
Snape
had left the chamber shortly after he had ordered Harry to sit down
in one of the arm chairs and some time later a house elf (not Dobby
though) had brought him the cup of chocolate. Harry figured that
Snape had to report to Dumbledore about Harry's whereabouts and the
boy fervently hoped that he could stay here some time longer. In this
very moment his bedroom in the Gryffindor tower equalled loneliness
for him and he wanted to spend some more time here, a place he felt
currently safe.
After
a couple of more minutes Snape returned and without saying another
word he sank down in the arm chair opposite to Harry's.
Do
you want me to order something to eat? Snape asked while
rubbing his eyes wearily.
Harry
shook his head slowly. No, I am not really hungry, Sir.
He took another sip from the chocolate and wondered how he could get
the man to touch him once again. He blushed thinking of how it felt
when Snape had pleasured him in exchange for saving his life.
Snape
noted the deep crimson blush on Harry's face and wondered what the
boy was thinking. He took advantage of the fact that Harry was
obviously preoccupied with his cup and stared at him. He was still
and despite all of Tonks' desperate attempts to feed him up terribly
skinny. The clothes he wore were several sizes too large, only
intensifying the impression of malenourishment. Snape sighed thinking
of the way the boy had felt against his own body. How he wished they
were back in London and he could simply take Harry to his bed and
ravish him there.
Is
there anything I can do for you, Sir? Harry whispered from his
left side.
Without
Snape noticing he had moved from his chair to stand behind the
potions Master and his hot breath tickled the man's skin behind his
ear. He was aroused in a second and tried to stifle a moan as Harry
gently touched his hair. The boy ran his fingers through the thick
black strands enjoying the way it felt against his fingers. He tried
to ignore his own hardness in this instant instead he told himself
that he was here to do something for his teacher.
I
am under the impression that you are very tensed up, Sir. Harry
gently began to knead the man's tense shoulders brushing his robe
aside and letting his fingers slide under the white shirt underneath.
Snape inhaled sharply but made no move to stop the boy in any way.
Encouraged Harry began to open two buttons of the white shirt and
carefully bend down to place a soft hot kiss on the potions Master's
neck. Goosebumps spread from this point of contact and Snape couldn't
quite stifle a soft moan.
A
soft smile played around Harry's lips as he unbuttoned Snape's shirt
some more and finally led his nimble fingers trail down to the man's
nipples. He bestowed more hot kisses on every part of the man's skin
he could reach and at the same time he began to rub his fingers over
the petite hardness of Snape's nipples. He moved around the back of
the chair never losing contact with the deliciously soft skin and
crawled on Snape's lap. His knees ended up at both sides of the man's
thighs quite effectively pressing his hardness against the firm
thighs.
Harry
groaned in delight and pressed his hungry lips to Snape's lips
demanding entrance. Snape's hands gripped Harry's shoulders and
pressed the small body to his almost crushing him and opened his
mouth. Tongues duelled, Snape easily winning the upper hand and the
long graceful fingers moved through Harry's dark curls. Harry inched
even closer until he felt something hard against his stomach and
moaned into Snape's mouth.
The
kiss lasted for several minutes and it was Snape who pulled away
hesitantly after a while. His dark orbs were clouded with desire and
his hands never left Harry's back.
This
is madness, Harry. His voice sounded almost pained.
Harry
instantly gripped Snape's shoulders. Don't send me away, Sir. I
need you right now and I think you need me too. The boy's voice
sounded strained and desperate as he pressed his face into the hollow
of Snape's neck.
Long
arms closed around Harry's body and pressed him tight. I wish I
could send you away. I wish I had the strength to resist you.
He plastered kisses on the boy's neck leaving him breathless.
Harry
got up quickly and pulled Snape from his arm chair. I want you
to make love to me.
For
a moment Snape hesitated but then he swept Harry off his feet
growling into his ear. Don't complain later you can't take a
Slytherin lover, Potter.
Okay, I am
evil again but feel free to yell at me. I wanted to post this and you
can happily expect some serious smut in the next days. Please tell me
what you think, okay?
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