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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, about tonight...” Draco began, a thoughtful look on his face.
Severus looked at him over his lunch, curiosity piqued. “Yes?” He asked.
Draco grinned. “Remember that dance club we passed on the way here?”
“No.” Severus said firmly. “I do not dance like that.”
“Why not?” Draco leaned forward. “You’ve got great rhythm, and it’s mostly just moving your hips with the beat, anyway. You did say I got to pick what we do tonight after dinner, and that’s what I want to do.” He finished.
“Draco-“
“Dance with me or let me suck you. Your choice.” Draco cut him off.
Severus sighed, turning his attention to his food as he thought.
Draco just watched him, eating slowly while the man obviously pondered his options. Draco knew he’d get his way, he only wondered how long it would take the man before him to capitulate.
Finally, Severus met his eyes. “Half an hour. No more.” He said firmly.
Draco smirked. “Unless you end up enjoying yourself. I’m fine with that.” He said.
Severus rolled his eyes. “I an certain I will not end up enjoying it, but since you leave me little choice, we will go, and I will dance with you. If I do not, you will likely find another partner, and I refuse to watch you on the dance floor gyrating madly against someone else.”
“Like I would. Severus, we’ve been over this. Who do I want?” Draco asked patiently.
Severus smirked. “Me.”
Draco nodded. “And who else?”
“No one.” Severus answered.
“That’s right. So, why would I dance with anyone but you? There’d be no reason to. If I can’t have you, I’m perfectly fine with no one at all. I refuse to settle.” Draco sneered the last word.
Severus finished his food. “Well, why don’t we look through some of the shops around here, see if there is anything we would like. After all, neither of us are around here frequently, and there are quite a few specialty shops nearby.” He suggested.
Draco perked up. “Ooh, can we go take a look at the chocolatiers a few shops down? I do love chocolate, after all.”
Severus smiled indulgently. “I suppose. They will likely have some dark chocolate, as well. We can both find something we will like.”
*****
Draco and Severus walked into the club, and Draco smiled, while Severus let out a sigh that couldn’t be heard over the pounding music.
Draco grabbed Severus’ hand and dragged him over to the bar. “Let’s get drinks!” He shouted over the music.
Severus shook his head in exasperation, but mentally he was agreeing with Draco; he’d never be able to let go enough to dance the way Draco wanted to without at least one drink in him. He hadn’t danced like that in so long.
Draco got up to the bar and glanced at Severus, who looked distinctly out of his comfort zone in the black leather trousers Draco had transfigured for him and a black silk shirt they hadn’t needed to change. He smiled as the bartender came up to him. “We need something strong enough to get him to loosen up enough to dance with me.” He explained with amusement.
The bartender looked Severus over, then smiled. “Strongest drink we’ve got is called an ’Avada Kedavra,’ and more than two in a night might just kill you.” He offered.
Draco nodded. “We’ll take two, then.”
The bartender nodded and turned around, starting to make the drinks.
Severus leaned down to speak into Draco’s ear. “Don’t get too friendly with the bartender, Draco. I might get jealous.” He warned.
Draco turned around and wrapped his arms around Severus’ neck. “I’m just ordering us drinks, nothing more. I think you’ll need one before you agree to dance.”
Severus turned his attention to the bartender as he hurried over and placed the drinks down on the bar. “Four galleons.” He said.
Severus raised a brow at the price, and the bartender grinned. “They’re worth it, trust me.” He said surely.
Draco picked up one of the bright green concoctions and took a sip, then licked his lips. “Mm, not bad.” He commented thoughtfully.
Severus brought his up to his mouth and tried it, mentally agreeing with Draco. It had the taste of alcohol to it, but was more fruity than anything else. It tasted somewhat like honeydew melon and kiwi. It really wasn’t bad.
Draco grabbed his hand and led him over to a booth, sliding in and pulling Severus in beside him. He cast a muffliato and the noise level died down enough for them to talk without shouting.
“So, did our time start when we entered the club, or do I get half an hour of dancing before you drag me out of here?” Draco asked in amusement.
Severus grinned. “I will start the time when you have gotten me out on the dance floor. It’s only fair.” He allowed.
Draco smiled widely. “Brilliant!” He took another sip of his drink and licked his lips. “These are really good. What do you think are the chances I could charm the recipe out of the bartender?” He mused.
Severus growled. “Best not try it, Draco. I am possessive, remember.” He reminded the blond.
“You know I’ll only love you. But knowing how to make these would be nice.” He said lightly.
Severus took another sip and conceded that point to Draco. The drink was rather delicious, and if he ever wanted to risk getting drunk, this would be the drink he chose to do that with. He could feel his face flushing already, proving that the drink was deceptively strong. Either that, or he was a lightweight.
He looked over at Draco, who was more flushed than he was, and had finished half his drink. The blond giggled. “I think this drink is stronger than it tastes.” He confessed. “I feel pretty good already.”
Severus chuckled. “It probably is. Remember, you asked for something that would loosen me up. It is your own fault that you did not ask for different drinks. If you cannot remember this tomorrow, you have no one to blame but yourself.”
Draco shrugged, watching as Severus drained his glass. He did the same, then grabbed Severus’ hand again. “Come on, let’s get these glasses back up to the bar, then we’ll dance.” He said, then took down the muffliato, the heavy bass once again filling thier ears.
They brought their empty glasses to the bar, and Draco grinned at the bartender. “Thanks. I think those did the trick.”
The bartender grinned and nodded, taking the empty glasses.
Draco pulled Severus onto that dance floor and pressed up against him. “Come on, move.” He coaxed, grabbing hold of Severus’ hips and guiding them gently. “Don’t make me do all the work, Sev.”
Severus sighed and began to move against Draco, wrapping his arms around the teen’s waist and pulling him close, sliding his hands up under the back of his shirt, caressing the silky smooth skin he found.
Draco shivered at the touch, pressing closer. He could feel Severus’ magic interacting with his own where they were touching, and he smiled, savoring the feeling. “Mm, I love it when you touch me.” He breathed into the man’s ear, feeling the hot air rush past his ear as the man huffed out a laugh.
Severus ducked his head down and began to nibble on Draco’s neck, teasing the blond. He decided that if he was going to do this, he was going to do it right, threw caution to the wind, and just danced.
*****
Draco hung off Severus, giggling, as the man half-prodded, half-dragged him back to the hotel room.
“I got you to dance, Sev! For two hours! Where did you even learn those moves, anyway?” Draco asked, then grinned as Severus got the door open. “Never mind, keep your secrets, but we have to do that again!”
Severus led Draco to the bed and threw his pajamas at him. “Get into those and get in bed, Brat. And we are never doing that again.” He vowed in all seriousness.
Draco pouted. “Not even for your birthday?” He asked.
Severus grabbed his own pajamas and headed for the bathroom. “Certainly not!” He said, closing the door.
Draco began changing morosely, then perked up as a thought occured to him. “My birthday, then!” He called out, pulling on his pajama bottoms.
“No!” Severus’ voice called through the door.
“Oh, please?” Draco begged, pulling his shirt on and fighting with the buttons before sighing. “Sev, I can’t button my pajama shirt!” He called out.
Severus opened the door and came out of the bathroom. “Fine, Brat, I’ll do it, then.” He said in fond amusement. “I think we both learned that letting you drink is a bad idea.” He said, settling Draco into bed and pulling the shirt closed. “You turn into a shameless flirt and start charming bartenders into giving you drink recipes, and then you convince me to do things I never would otherwise. Two hours, indeed! I almost can’t believe I stayed that long.”
Draco giggled. “You enjoyed yourself, don’t try to hide it.” He said happily.
Severus sighed, kissing Draco lightly. “Get some sleep, Brat. Don’t be surprised if most of last night is a blur tomorrow.”
Draco pressed back against Severus and sighed. “I’ll remember you dancing with me, don’t worry. I wouldn’t forget that for the world!” He murmured.
Severus chuckled. “Good night, Draco.”
“Night, Sev.”
*****
Severus opened his eyes and leaned forward, kissing Draco on the back of the neck.
Draco sighed, thrusting his arse backward and rotating his hips.
Severus grabbed onto his hips to still them. “Draco...” He said, his tone a clear warning.
Draco chuckled. “Sev. So, when’s checkout?” He asked, turning over to loop his arms around Severus’ neck.
Severus grabbed his wand and cast quick breath-freshening charms before acceding to Draco’s demand for kisses. He raised his head again and told the blond, “Eleven.”
Draco nodded. “So we should probably get up now.” He said, not releasing Severus.
Severus chuckled. “You seem rather disinclined to do so.” He pointed out.
Draco smirked. “Mm, yes, well, I suppose my mind could be changed. Didn’t you say something about showering together?” He asked.
“I did, indeed.” Severus confirmed.
“Then I suppose I could get up.” Draco said, reluctantly releasing Severus.
Severus chuckled and stood, holding out a hand to Draco.
Draco took the hand and got out of bed, then stretched. “Merlin, we need to do this again sometime.”
“To what, precisely, are you referring?” Severus asked, one eyebrow cocked.
Draco grinned. “The whole weekend, but mostly last night.”
Severus shook his head. “Never again.” He said, then headed for the bathroom.
Draco laughed and followed him. “Come on, you enjoyed it, don’t try to pretend you didn’t! We stayed there for two hours, Sev! You wouldn’t have stayed that long if you hadn’t liked it!”
“I was intoxicated. I didn’t realize how much time had passed.” Severus said.
Draco shrugged. “Yeah, time flies when you’re having fun.” He told the man.
Severus just sighed and shook his head. “Get undressed and into the shower, Brat. This discussion is over.”
Draco snickered and undressed, then got into the shower, turning on the water as his wings fluttered, sprinkling the water-repelling charms with tiny droplets.
Severus undressed and got in behind him, grabbing his hips and guiding him forward so the taller man could wet his hair without getting a face-full of wing and pheromones.
Draco groaned, dropping his head forward as he realized that he’d forgotten his face cream the night before.
“Draco?” Severus questioned. “Is something wrong?”
“I forgot to apply my face cream last night. I use it every night!” He mourned, wings drooping.
Severus chuckled. “Draco, your skin is flawless. One missed day will not change that.”
Draco scoffed. “And just why do you think it’s so flawless?! Because I use the cream every night!” He reiterated.
Severus sighed. “Well, you’ll just have to give last night a miss, in any case. I’m sure it won’t show that you missed one night.”
“I suppose not.” Draco said.
Severus stepped back and pulled Draco back under the spray, angling him so that his wings framed Severus. “You look fine, and nothing will change that.” He said, grabbing Draco’s shampoo. He lathered it up and began washing Draco’s hair.
Draco moaned in pleasure and tilted his head back. “I’ll just make sure I don’t miss another night. I’ve been using that stuff since I was thirteen.”
Severus shrugged. “I don’t see why. You don’t really need any enhancements, Draco, you’re beautiful just as you are. I certainly see no cause for complaint.”
“And that’s as it should be.” Draco stated surely.
Severus snorted. “You know, you get remarkably arrogant at times, My Brat.” He told the blond.
Draco just looked at him with a raised eyebrow.
Severus glared at him. “Don’t give me that Malfoy eyebrow, you look like your father, and I assure you, I have no desire to be sharing a shower with him.”
Draco curled his lip. “I should certainly hope not!” He said in mild horror.
Severus turned him around and began to rinse his hair, kissing Draco deeply.
Draco hummed into the kiss, arms coming up to wind around Severus’ neck. “I love your kisses, do you know that?” Draco asked once his mouth was released.
“I do now. I had already suspected as much.” Severus said in amusement.
Draco smirked at him, grabbing Severus’ shampoo and pouring some into his hands. “You’ll need to turn around for me.” He told the man.
Severus turned and Draco began to work the lather through his hair, taking the opportunity to ogle his arse while he could. “Draco, I can feel your eyes boring a hole into my arse.” Severus said in amusement.
Draco sighed. “Fine, I’ll just focus on your hair, shall I?” He asked sarcastically.
Severus chuckled. “By all means, keep staring. I don’t mind much, I was just letting you know that I’m fully aware of where your eyes are resting.”
Draco smiled brightly. “Oh! Well, in that case...” He finished with the shampoo and stepped backward, drawing Severus with him to stand under the spray. He watched raptly as the water cascaded down over the pert globes, licking his lips. “You’ve a delicious arse, you know that?” He asked lightly.
“No, I didn’t, but I’m inclined to believe you.” Severus said, voice thick with amusement.
Draco ran his hands through Severus’ hair, making sure there was no more shampoo in it, and turned the man to face him. “I love you, Sev.” He said, wrapping his arms around the man and leaning in for a kiss, which Severus readily granted.
“And I love you, My Brat. Now, put your wings away so I can wash you.” Severus said, picking up the sponge.
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