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Unspoken Desires	By : Lumos Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 10344 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 4
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Chapter 2

The journey through the dank passageway was a long one. Severus kept his shivering bundle clutched to his chest, protecting him from the cold drafts. He couldn't wait to bring his pet to his new home. He could already picture him curled up in front of the ornate fireplace, reading or resting, oblivious to the world. Asleep in his arms, accompanying him to his Lord's meetings, kneeling next to his chair.

He had waited very long for this opportunity to arise, to be able to take this man, mold him, care for him. For too long had he silently watched this man's destruction, his own internal battle. It seemed like he was the only one who noticed, let alone cared. But Severus liked it that way. It would make it so much easier for his little one to break, to finally realize that it had been Severus caring for him the whole time. That it was him who brewed his wolfsbane every month, nearly perfecting a painless transformation. And that it was him who had tirelessly spent months researching a cure for lycanthropy. He knew his pet would feel so much better without the weight of his disease on his back.

His little Remus moaned lightly in his arms. He pulled his tighter to his chest, moving his pet's head to the crook of his shoulder.

"Shhhh," Severus spoke quietly in his bundle's ear. "We'll be in my room soon, and then you can rest."

A set of rooms in his Lord's manor was a privilege reserved only for members of the inner circle. He had a grand suite close to his Lord's, made up of a living room, study, a modest kitchen(which was rarely used), and a lavish bedroom. He could imagine his boy in every room, following him, wanting nothing more than to keep close. Especially in the bedroom, which he had been alone in for a very long time. He came to the door of his rooms, a portrait of a great snake lovingly wrapped around a small lion, who basked in the contact. Severus quietly murmuring the password and stepped inside.

"We're here, my sweet boy. Open your eyes, this is your new home," Severus spoke softly. His bundle opened his amber eyes and timidly looked around. The room they were in was done in dark colors, not that he was surprised. But it had a rich and warm feeling, something he didn't expect from the man carrying him. Carrying? My god, he didn't even notice. Remus squirmed, trying to break contact and be put down. Severus tsked and tightened his hold.

"Put me down," Remus whispered, becoming annoyed when his request was denied. "Please." God, was that what his voice sounded like? He sounded pathetic and weak. Exactly what he had been his entire life. Severus walked him over to a large couch facing the fireplace and gently sat down on the cushions. Once down, Remus squirmed out of Severus' hold, moving to the opposite end of the couch. He wanted as much room between him and the man as possible. He couldn't think when he was touching him, or even when he was close. Severus turned towards him and settled his peircing gaze on Remus' face.

"Do you not like your new home, little one?" Severus voice sounded harder, like he was angry. Remus took another quick look around and turned back to the dour man, not meeting his eyes.

"It's very nice," he spoke softly. He was afraid that the wrong response would send the man into a fit of rage, and he had been hit enough in his life. Severus gave his boy a small smile and stood up, stretching his hand out for Remus to take.

"Would you like a tour?" After some time, his boy rose shakily, putting his much smaller hand inside the grasp of the raven-haired man. "This is the living room, through that door leads to a kitchen, which I rarely use. We have house elves to deal with our meals. There's a window seat over there, wonderful for reading during the day." He noticed Remus perked up at that. His little bookworm. "Over there is the study, filled with more books than you could probably ever read through," he chuckled. "That wasn't a challenge."

Did the potion's master just crack a joke?Remus couldn't believe it.

Severus walked Remus to the last door, a large mahogany fixture. "And this is the bedroom." He pushed the door open to reveal a room filled with dark, soft carpet. But it wasn't the features that Remus' eyes attached themselves to. Dominating the bedroom was probably the largest bed he had ever seen. It was covered with a light grey bedspread and a dark blue duvet. It looked to be made of the softest material money could buy. The muscles in his body ached at the sight of it. But Remus looked confused as he turned timidly towards Severus.

"It's very nice," he said once again. 'But wh-where do I...?" He blushed at Severus' amused expression. Did he find something funny?

"Yes, little one?" Severus encouraged. Remus cleared his throat and spoke again, almost scared.

"Where do I sleep?" Severus had to strain to hear the question. He laughed quietly, but it was enough for Remus to raise his head and look at him confused. Severus moved to step behind Remus, graceful in his movements. He wrapped his arms around Remus' chest, and pulled him back to rest against him. His little one's head only reached to his chin, but he loved it. He loved how much smaller his little Remus was than him

"With me, of course," he whispered in his sweet boy's ear. He felt Remus freeze up. "You see that bed?" He asked. "That's ours." He could barely hold onto his boy as he ripped himself from his grasp, trying to escape him.

Remus knew it was too good to be true. Severus was going to ra-, force him. He had to get out.

"Stop it, let me go. Please," his tone had taken on a desperate note. Severus released him and watched as Remus ran to the door and tried to turn the knob. When it wouldn't open he banged his fist against it. He then ran away from the door into the corner of the room and slid down the wall, wrapping his arms around his body. Severus, concerned, came over and knelt down in front of his shivering boy, obviously terrified out of his wits.

"My sweet boy, what's the matter? Did I scare you?" Having his boy scared definitely wasn't part of his plan.

"I won't do- you can't make me. Please don't make me," Remus sounded hysterical. Severus looked puzzled for a moment before realizing what had put his pet in this frenzied state. He leaned forward to wrap his arms around his boy.

"You and I, not yet, my sweet boy. You're such a good boy, I would never force you. We'll take our time. Soon, but not now," Severus spoke in calm, soothing tones. He knew his boy was exhausted, and needed his rest. He picked Remus up once again and brought him to the bedroom, trying to ignore the pitiful sounds his sweet boy was making against his neck. He could feel little tears tickling his skin and felt guilt grip his heart. Moving to the side of his bed, he made to pull back the covers when Remus protested, shaking his head. Severus was confused.

"What's wrong, my sweet?"

"I don't- not yet, not with you. I'm not re-ready." Severus was disappointed because he knew what his boy was asking. Apparently being in the same bed for now would be a problem. He would miss holding his boy in his arms as he slept, but if it made Remus comfortable, then he was willing to go along for a little while.

"Okay, not tonight. But I have to keep you close. I know you're scared now and I don't want you to be alone."

Severus knew that his pet wouldn't want to sleep in his bed even without himself in it, so he wandlessly transfigured a large pillow and placed it by his nightstand. It was big enough for Remus to be able to stretch and sleep comfortably, and he couldn't deny how cute his boy would look on it. He would appear like the perfect pet, his sweet, little, perfect pet. He brought the duvet down from his bed and a couple of pillows and set them down on the enlarged cushion. He slowly lowered his pet down on his little bed. As an afterthought, he magiked his pet's name on the side of the pillow, in cute lettering.

Severus bent down and tucked his boy in, and only after he was covered completely did he transfigure his clothes to soft, silk pajamas, trying not to scare him. He heard his boy exhale and relax into his doggy bed. Remus felt the man's lips on his forehead and then by his ear.

"Goodnight, my precious. I'll be right next to you if you get scared. You be a good boy for me and sleep. I want you to get better." Severus once again kissed his forehand and stood to get up. Seeing Remus already eyes closed made him smile. "Such a good boy."

As Severus moved to change and get into bed, he didn't notice his boy's small tears drip down his cheeks. I've never been tucked in before, Remus thought. It was the nicest feeling he had ever felt, and he wanted nothing more than to feel it again.
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