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Lilly's Secrets	By : Sealpotter Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter or any of the characters associated with the books/movies and I never have and never will make any money from the writing of this story.

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19. Full Circle
Warnings: Graphic M/M, Angst, Snape humor ;D
Once they were home, Severus decided he would take his time and give in to one of his most recent fantasies. He led Harry up the stairs and into the opulent bathroom. He turned on the steamy water for the bath and slowly started to undress Harry. Slender fingers were nimble and made quick work of Harry’s robes, which pooled at his feet. Harry for his part was enjoying the moment, letting Severus do the work. Each article of clothing fell and finally Harry’s chest was in full view. Severus marveled as he stroked the soft skin, moved closer and bent to taste Harry’s half parted lips.
Severus stepped them closer to the warm water, banishing their clothing, without so much as breaking the sweet kiss. Harry’s head was spinning, the kiss, the press of his lover’s body against his own the heat of the water flowing over them. Harry was maneuvered to sit on a bench, as hands started to stroke his arms, sending tingling sensations throughout his body. His own hands were occupied in strands of Severus’ hair of soft silk, stroking and rubbing it between his fingers. Their mouths were entangled, tongues slowly stroking and savoring each taste. Severus broke the kiss, only to trail his mouth over Harry’s jaw and neck. His hands moved lower, stroking the tender flesh of Harry’s nipples, causing delicious moans to escape.
Severus bent lower to taste those buds, while Harry’s hands tightened in his hair. The taste of Harry’s flesh always aroused him, his own erection was pressed hard against Harry’s leg.   Harry for his part wanted more, his own flesh was aching and every nerve was pulsing. He stood up, and moved behind Severus, and started to wash the back in front of him. The skin was soft and warm as his hands smoothed the soap over it, slick and wet. He reached around and lathered soap over the broad chest, letting his fingers map every dip of muscle, and every curve of flesh. Severus was trying to breathe, but with each stroke of Harry’s hands on him it became more difficult, and his own errection was painfully full. Soft tender strokes moved lower, creating slippery skin under the attentive fingers. Harry was fully pressed against the beautiful body in front of him, as he reached to slowly encircle Severus’ cock with his soapy hands. Harry was slow, not wanting to move things too quickly. The feel of that cock was wonderful, soft yet hard. Taking his hands away made Severus groan at the loss. Harry poured warm water over Severus, rinsing away the lather of the soap. His mouth met skin where the water flowed away. He traced his tongue over Severus’ spine, sucking lightly when he could, licking to taste and finally kneeling down, dipping his tongue inside that enticing alabaster cleft.
He spread the rounded cheeks and licked down towards the dark pink target.   his own body reacting to the taste, and anticipation of his lovers pleasure. The ring of muscle was silky and sweet, he rolled his tongue over and over, savoring the texture and flavor. Severus pressed backwards, wanting more, needing some relief. “Bed.” Harry said, standing up, trying to get himself and Severus out of the bathtub. Severus was in agony wanting to continue, but knowing that the bed was the most comfortable answer to continue. Severus followed and when they got to the bed, Harry pushed him onto his back, and fell forward covering his body. Harry captured Severus’ mouth in another desperate kiss, while moving his hips to grind their errections together.
Moans from each were captured in their shared kiss. Harry moved to guide himself to the already slick entrance, pressing forward to link their bodies as one. Severus pulled Harry closer, trying to get as close as possible. If he could have crawled inside Harry, he would have. Stroke after stroke, sent more shivers, more tingling and heat through their blood stream, stoking the flames of passion higher. Each time was just as brilliant as the last.   They chased the flames with kisses, tender touches and vocal encouragement. Harry felt his body tighten, he reached to touch Severus, wanting to feel his sweet cream flow over his hands. Severus came undone with another hit to the center of his core, spilling himself, and receiving the warm flow of Harry deep inside him.
They collapsed in a heap of heavy breathing, slow caresses, murmured cleaning spells and the warmth of their blankets that Harry pulled over them. Harry lay with his cheek against Severus’ beating heart, listening to the steady rhythm of his beloved.
Harry reached to entwine their hands. The golden rings clinked together, the smallest sound, a token of their bond. Harry and Severus easily fell into a peaceful slumber.
They were delighted to find themselves together in dreams once again. Harry rested his back against Severus’ chest. “Why do you suppose we are back in the same dream again?” Harry asked. “Does it matter? In dreams or in life, to be with you is where I would rather be.”
Harry snuggled closer, holding on to the arms that surrounded him, “Agreed.”
A green mist started to form near the shore of the lake. Harry and Severus, stood up, waiting to see what would come of this.
A tall thin man, dark hair, alabaster skin, and a brooding face, similar to Severus moved out of the mist. He floated, not walked, and put out his hands as if to appease something. He looked directly at Severus, “You are blood of my blood, flesh of my flesh.”
“Who are you?” Severus asked, Harry stiffened and moved to stand in front of him. Severus tried to move Harry, but he would not budge. The man looked at Harry, “You are flesh of her flesh, emerald eyes you bear.” Harry stepped towards the man, “You cannot touch him. Whatever you are here for.” The figure looked on quietly, “He is yours.” he said, “The circle is complete.” The figure raised his hands and traced an intricate pattern, forming the green mist into a complex circle with looping designs. “I am daVigo, I have been avenged.” He stated, clapping his hands, and disappearing with the mist.
Harry and Severus sat up in bed breathing heavily. Severus reached to hold Harry to him, “It makes sense now… That old book from our ancestors in the Prince Vault, it was his. The daVigo line is linked to the Prince line Harry.” Harry moved to look up and smile, “Then the curse is lifted.”
Severus nodded and then laid back. “So, when do you want to brew the potion?”
“Wait, who’s playing the doting mom?” Harry asked with a grin, “You could look good fat.”
“Don’t even think about it, Mr. Potter. You are far younger and more pliant.” Severus shot back, trying to sound serious.
“PLIANT?” Harry shrieked and flipped them over to straddle Severus.
Severus smiled, “Yes, show me how pliant you are Harry.” He had lowered his voice an octave, achieving the desired result of watching his husband shiver and lust return to those emerald eyes. “SSSeveruss, sssiviete hassatheth tisssa” Harry hissed into Snape’s ear, “Severus, I will ride you” he translated. Snape hardened as his own body reacted to the parsletonge.

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