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Of Potions and Wings	By : Sablesilverrain Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Draco Views: 30533 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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“So, when you said you were worldly, what exactly did you mean by that?” Draco asked as they entered the elevator.
Severus smirked. “I meant that I have educated myself in all manner of things relating to sex, including sexual power games and the rules inherent in them.”
Draco licked his lips. “You mean dominance and submission? Is that something you’re into?” He asked interestedly.
Severus’ eyes widened. “Who exactly have you been talking to, Brat?” He asked incredulously.
Draco flushed. “No one. But I listen, and when you listen well enough, sometimes you hear some interesting things. Nott’s father and mother are into that. Since they have a 24/7 arrangement, of course Nott’s been exposed to it. He talks about it from time to time. Nothing graphic, but he knows the rules, and will explain them to those that are interested in knowing.” He explained.
Severus nodded. “It is unusual to expose one’s children to it, but if that is how they want it, I see no problem with it. As for your earlier question, yes, the thought of dominating you excites me. If, of course, you would be willing to offer me your submission.” He said lowly as they left the elevator and headed toward the bathing rooms.
Draco licked his lips as they found a room that was unoccupied and Severus grabbed an ‘occupied’ sign and hung it on the doorknob.
Draco turned on the taps and grabbed one of the baskets sitting on the shelf next to the tub. He began pulling his clothes off, tossing them into the basket.
Severus chuckled. “So impatient.” He remarked, setting his shampoo, conditioner and body wash next to the tub before he began to undress more slowly.
“Shut up and get naked.” Draco told him imperiously, toeing off his slippers and standing unabashedly nude. He grinned at Severus. “Well? Do you like?” He asked.
Severus raked his eyes over Draco’s body, paying special attention to his cock, which twitched appreciatively at the perusal. Draco had started using the depilatory cream as he had promised, and his body was smooth and bare. “I think you’ll do. Get in the tub.” He ordered.
Draco snorted, getting in. “’I think you’ll do.’” He scoffed. “We both know you want me.”
Severus smirked. “Then you do not need me to say it, do you?” He asked.
Draco pouted. “It would be nice.” He said.
“I am not a nice man, Draco. You know this.” Severus reminded him.
“Whatever, you’ve always been nice enough to me. As for me being willing to offer you my submission...” Draco’s lips slowly curved into a smile. “I might be willing to. I did say I’d give you carte blanche, did I not? I’m open to trying anything once.”
Severus stood up, placing his pajama bottoms and boxers into the basket he was using and letting Draco look him over.
The blond was staring at him as if memorizing every detail, his eyes running over Severus’ body slowly. “Merlin, you’re sexy.” Draco breathed, then licked his lips. “Get in here so I can touch you.” He ordered.
Severus chuckled. “You are going to be quite a pushy sub, aren’t you?” He asked, sliding into the tub.
Draco arched a brow at him. “I might be. We’ll just have to wait and see. Even if I am, I assure you, you’ll have no cause for complaint. I promise to be everything you could want in bed.” He stated with a smirk.
“You do, do you? Well, what if what I wanted was to tie you facedown on my bed and spank you until your arse was red and warm for me, hm?” Severus purred.
Draco licked his lips. “I’d be willing to try it out. If anyone can make me enjoy that, it’d be you.” He told the man, the slightest trace of a flush appearing on his cheeks.
Severus leaned in and kissed Draco. “For now, let’s not discuss this. It will only make us that much more eager for the wedding night, which is not yet upon us. There will be time for these kinds of discussions later.” He said, grabbing a sponge and Draco’s soap. “Stand up and I will wash you.”
Draco stood up on the ledge, putting his hard cock at eye level for Severus, who ignored it in favor of running the sponge over Draco’s legs and up to his chest.
“Severus, I need to be clean everywhere.” Draco said pointedly.
Severus snorted. “I know, Brat. Just be patient.” He stood and ran the sponge over Draco’s arms and shoulders, then back down to clean Draco’s rampant erection.
Draco moaned, closing his eyes.
“Turn.” Severus told him, the barest hint of a laugh in his voice.
Draco turned with a hearfelt groan. “Bloody tease.” He muttered.
Severus chuckled lowly, running the sponge over Draco’s back in slow, sure strokes. Once he was finished, he moved lower, running the sponge over Draco’s pert buttocks. “Bend over.” He said softly. “After all, you must be clean everywhere.”
Draco sucked in a breath, bending forward at the waist.
Severus ran the sponge between his cheeks, ghosting over the hole nestled there. “Have you ever touched yourself here?” He asked.
Draco gulped. “Sometimes. But nothing’s ever gone inside.” He told the man. “That’s all for you.”
Severus blinked in surprise. “Not even fingers?”
Draco shivered. “No. I’m waiting for you.”
“You make it very difficult to wait, Draco. But we will. It will make our wedding night even more special.” Severus told the blond. “You need to rinse now, and wet your hair.”
Draco sat down, then ducked under the water, wetting his hair. He came back up, blinking water out of his eyes. “Going to wash my hair now?” He asked.
Severus grabbed the blond’s shampoo. “Unless you would rather do it yourself?” He offered.
Draco smiled. “No, you can do it.” He said. “I’m never going to pass up a chance to get your hands on me, in whatever capacity.”
Severus chuckled lowly, pouring shampoo into his hands and working it into a lather before he buried his hands in Draco’s hair, massaging the shampoo into the strands. “You sorely tempt me, Draco, never doubt that.” He said to the blond. “But the fact remains that I fully intend to wait until the wedding night to explore the possibilities inherent in having your body in my bed. If you push me too far too soon, I will not be happy with you. Our first night together will be a night of many firsts, and I intend to wring many orgasms out of your body that night. After all, you’re young. I know you will be able to come more than once in a night. We will be taking advantage of that fact.” He promised.
Draco shivered. “I’ll ease up on the teasing, then, a little bit. I’d never want you to be angry with me.” He said earnestly. “I’m glad you’re letting me know before I pushed too far. I don’t want to be the reason we didn’t work out.”
Severus smiled. “I know, My Brat. There’s very little you could do that would make me leave you, at this point. I can take a bit of teasing, it won’t kill me. Rinse your hair.” He said firmly.
Draco went under the water again, running his hands through his hair before he came up, dripping water over his chest and shoulders. “My turn to wash you?” He asked eagerly.
Severus chuckled, handing him the sponge. “Just wash. No playing around, Draco.” He said firmly.
Draco pouted. “You sound like you don’t even trust me a little.” The blond complained, taking it.
“And have you given me much reason to trust you in the past, with the way you’re constantly pushing for more?” Severus asked.
Draco smiled brightly. “Nope!” He admitted happily, then sobered. “But I will now. Since I know that it’ll be worth it in the end.”
Severus nodded, standing up on the ledge as Draco poured Severus’ soap on the sponge, inhaling the scent of it.
“Your soap doesn’t have as strong a scent as mine.” The blond noted, smoothing the sponge over Severus’ legs and up over his abdomen.
“I choose to enhance my scent rather than mask it, and I make my own soaps. That is a special one I created earlier this year, when I started courting you. It augments my natural scent markers rather than trying to overpower them. You haven’t seemed to mind.” Severus pointed out.
Draco pursed his lips. “Hm. I hardly noticed a difference, to be honest.” He remarked.
Severus smirked. “It’s similar to the one I used before, but not exactly the same. You’ve been more open to my suggestions since I started using it, and I believe my scent being more apparent to you is keeping you more docile than you would be normally.” He said evenly.
Draco scowled. “Well, see, now I don’t like it.” He said.
Severus laughed. “I only mean that it’s making you more amenable to agreeing with me. It’s not driving you to do anything you wouldn’t normally do, just making it easier for you to follow my lead in things.” He assured the teen.
Draco huffed and washed his cock, then began soaping his arms, one at a time. When he got to the left arm, he stopped, looking over the dark mark, starkly apparent on Severus’ skin.
Severus flushed under the scrutiny, trying to pull his arm away.
Draco held onto it, meeting Severus’ eyes. “No, don’t try to hide this from me, Sev.” He said firmly. “This is part of you, and you’ve more than made up for it. I love every part of you.” Draco said, then brushed his lips over the mark. “Even your mistakes.” He said, then ran the sponge over it. “Turn around.”
Severus turned, but not before Draco had caught the flush of shame coloring his cheeks.
Draco ignored that, knowing that Severus would prefer not to speak of it, and began washing Severus’ back, noting the scars over it, most of which looked like marks from a whip. He assumed they were from punishments the Dark Lord had ordered. “You know, Father stopped talking about blood purity a few years ago.” He said conversationally.
“Oh?” Severus asked, eager to latch onto a new topic of conversation.
“Mm-hm.” Draco confirmed lightly. “He seems to have changed his mind completely, if he’s willing to let me be with you. After all, you’re hardly a Pureblood.” He remarked.
Severus turned his head. “Your father seemed content with knowing that I would protect you with my life if need be.” He told the blond.
Draco sighed. “Well, I can hardly complain, no matter what reason he had for letting me pursue you. The fact is that he’s allowing it. That’s enough for me.”
Severus chuckled. “If he had told you not to pursue me, you know you would have done whatever was necessary to change his mind. You wouldn’t have given up, no matter the obstacles. I know you, Draco.” He told the teen.
Draco smiled. “No, I wouldn’t have. But I didn’t have to fight him, which made it all the easier to convince you. Fighting the both of you at once on this matter would have been maddening, I’m sure.”
“You would have done it, and I’m sure you would have won, in the end.” Severus said evenly. “Neither of us are any match for you when you set your mind on something. Your determination is astounding.”
Draco smiled smugly, washing Severus’ legs. “Yes, it is, isn’t it? Bend over for me.” He said.
Severus chuckled. “Don’t take any liberties.” He warned, bending at the waist.
Draco slipped the sponge in between his cheeks, not lingering. “Wouldn’t dream of it.” He said, then smacked Severus sharply on the ass. “All done!” He announced.
Severus turned and shot him a glare as he sank back down into the water to rinse. “Minx. I should pull you over my lap and paddle you for that.” He growled.
Draco chuckled. “Go ahead. I’m certainly not going to stop you.” He told the man.
Severus just shook his head and ducked under the water, wetting his hair. He came back up to find that Draco had already grabbed his shampoo and was pouring some into his hand.
Draco lathered up the shampoo and buried his hands in Severus’ hair, leaning in close to the man. He kissed him as he massaged his scalp, and Severus moaned loudly into the kiss. Draco pulled back with a smile. “Love you.” He said softly.
“As I love you, My Beloved Brat.” Severus returned. “If you promise not to say anything about it to anyone you know, I will let my hair dry naturally today. You must promise to keep what you see a secret, though.” He said.
Draco’s brow rose. “Oh? What does it do?” He asked.
Severus smiled. “You’ll see. Remember, it’s our secret.” He reminded the blond before ducking down to rinse his hair.
Draco nodded when he came back up. “I won’t tell a soul.” He promised.
Severus leaned against the edge of the tub and pulled Draco into his lap, pressing the blond’s back against his chest. He licked a stripe up Draco’s neck, making the teen shiver in reaction. His hands moved from their place on Draco’s hips, tracing his abdominal muscles and finally up to Draco’s nipples, where they lingered, running over the small nubs teasingly before gently pinching them.
Draco leaned his head back and moaned softly. “Tease. You know what you’re doing to me!” He accused without any real heat.
Severus chuckled, shifting so his hard cock could press against Draco’s ass. “Yes, Brat, I am doing the same to you that you have done to me since we started this courtship. Rest assured, it is affecting me in equal measure.”
Draco licked his lips. “Are you sure we can’t-“
“Quite certain, yes.” Severus interrupted, grabbing Draco’s hips again and setting the blond on his feet. “Let’s get out before I forget myself.”
Draco grinned. “Not quite an incentive for me to get out, but if you insist.” He agreed.
Severus fought back a smile. Yes, having a soap that worked to enhance his pheromones was going a long way toward keeping the blond manageable.
*****
“Pull out your sheath. Let’s see if my dagger will fit it.” Severus said, digging through his trunk and coming out with the Prince dagger, which was made of silver, with rose quartz embedded in the hilt in straight rows leading to the blade.
Draco went over to his trunk and pulled out the Malfoy sheath. It was gold, with emeralds on both sides encircling the Malfoy crest. He held it out to Severus, open side out.
Severus took the dagger and slid it in, then nodded. “Good. It fits.” He said, then smiled at Draco. “We can use it. And you are right, it is lovely, though it does not quite match the Prince dagger.”
Draco shrugged. “They don’t really need to match. All they need is to fit properly, which they do.” He said dismissively.
Severus slid the dagger back out and nodded. “Well, it seems that the last part of this courtship should go off without a hitch. Where were you planning on having the wedding?” He asked.
Draco looked up in surprise, setting the sheath aside. “You’re letting me decide?” He asked in shock. “I was going to defer to you in that. Would you rather we got married at Hogwarts, or at Prince Manor, or at Malfoy Manor? I’m fine with any of them, so long as you’re by my side.”
Severus considered it, while Draco watched him with amusement. His hair was starting to dry, and the sight was something Draco never thought he’d see: it was curling! Draco was honored that he was allowed to see Severus in his natural state, without the charms he obviously used on his hair whenever he went out.
“I would like to marry somewhere other than Malfoy Manor, since by rights it is not yours until Lucius passes, and our marriage signifies you passing from his care into mine.” Severus murmured, tapping his lips. “I suppose Prince Manor would be the best place.” He mused. “Though we will be living at Hogwarts during the school year.”
“Keep in mind, Harry is going to be part of my party. If we have it at the Manor, he will have to be keyed into the Wards, at least for the ceremony.” Draco pointed out.
Severus curled his lip. “We will lift the Wards from the gardens for the ceremony, and we will set up a tent for you to get ready in. He and Blaise will not be coming into my house.” He said firmly. “That house is my one sanctuary from the students of Hogwarts.”
Draco smiled. “Fair enough.”
Severus' lips twitched a bit. “We can hold the ceremony and the reception in the gardens, they are more than big enough to serve that purpose.”
Draco reached out and wrapped one of Severus’ now-apparent curls around his finger with a fond smile. “I think you look very endearing like this, you know. It’s cute.”
Severus sighed, wrapping his hand around Draco’s. “I do not do cute, Draco.” He said warningly, disentangling Draco’s hand from his hair.
Draco’s smile widened. “No, but your hair does. Don’t worry, it’s our secret. Does anyone else know that it does this?” He asked.
Severus sighed. “Albus, Poppy and Minerva. Poppy found out while I was laid up in the infirmary after a particularly brutal meeting when I first became a spy, and I let loose with enough vitriol over her not casting the spells I always cast on it that she hasn’t forgotten to allow me my dignity since. If I am unable to spell it straight myself while laid up, she does it for me.” He explained. “Albus and Minerva remember my first day of school, the last day I spent with my hair in curls. As soon as I discovered the spell to straighten it, I began using it. Every day. I told the other Slytherins that my mother had curled my hair before sending me to school, and they all seemed to believe it, much to my relief.” He waved his wand and his hair fell flat. “We should go out for lunch now.”
Draco nodded. “Yes, let’s.”
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