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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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I'm so sorry that I haven't updated. I know its been a looooonnnnggg time. There's been some family issues, but I'm back and better than ever! Here's the next chapter, and I promise the updates will be more frequent. ~ Lumos

Chapter 3- Could I Trust You?

Watching Remus sleep had become a new fascination for Severus. The smaller mad slept hugging a pillow to his chest, curled in a tight ball. The blankets lay scrunched around the man's ankles. Severus thought he looked adorable as he watched from his seat upon the bed. The Potion's Master moved closer, kneeling next to the little bundle for a close examination.

He didn't like what he found.

Looking closer, he saw that Remus' face was pinched up in pain. Tiny beads of sweat gathered at the brown hairline. Severus looked further down, noticing the tight grip that Remus had on his pillow. The man's knuckles were white from the force of keeping the pillow against his stomach. He could a faint moaning coming from Remus’ closed mouth. Severus’ face darkened. He wanted to hear Remus moan, but not like this. Not this pitiful sound. He needed to wake Remus to see exactly what was wrong.

"Remy," Severus whispered, tucking a strand of brown hair behind an ear. "Wake up.” He reached out and gently shook the shoulder of the slumbering man, waiting as the moaning stopped and the man awoke. Severus didn’t have time to move before an arm came swinging out at his face.

“Ouch,” Severus grumbled half-heartedly as he sat back, holding his nose. Remus, who had awoken fully, looked horrified and fearfully at Severus’ face. His heart pounded as he saw the thin strand of blood flowing down Severus’ face.

“I-I..I’m so sorry. I-I didn’t see you. I-,” the brown-haired man spoke in scared tones.

“It’s okay,” Severus’ let out a tiny chuckle, waving his hand over his nose. The bleeding disappeared, leaving a clean-faced potion’s master. Severus’ smile faded when he saw the man in front of him scared straight, shaking and cowering away. “It’s okay, Remus. It was an accident. Come here.” Severus held out his arms for Remus, moving closer when he saw no movement towards him. When he had Remus in his arms, he felt the shaking stop.

“I’m sorry. I thought I was back in the dungeons. They would wake me up in the morning and…,” Remus stopped talking.

“Did they touch you,” Severus asked furiously. If they had laid a finger on this man, he would personally make sure they never saw the light of day again. He felt some relief when Remus shook his head.

“Not like that,” he whispered. "They said that starting the day off with pain would make me remember my place. They would take turns.” Remus stopped with a small hiccup. Severus could feel the moisture from Remus’ eyes seep onto his shirt. “It hurt so much.” The Potion Master shh’d the man in his arms, rocking him back and forth as he cried. He was glad Remus couldn’t see his face. The murderous gaze he held would only scare him more.

“Let’s go have a bath, it’ll make you feel much better.” Remus nodded against Severus’ chest and moved to rise. With a hand on the man’s elbow, the Potion’s Master helped him to his feet, not missing the wince spike across the brunettes face. Remus was still clutching his stomach as they walked to the bathroom.

The bathroom was vast. A huge sunken bathtub sat in one corner, nearly the size of the one in the prefect’s bathroom. The rest of the room included a shower for two, multiple sinks and vanities, and what looked to be a sauna hidden behind a wood panel door. Remus turned as he heard the rustling of clothing behind him. Turning, he saw Severus shirtless, moving to unbutton his trousers. Remus’ eyes grew wide as he quickly looked the man once over. He never expected Severus to have a defined chest, not that he didn’t think Severus would be attractive. He hastily turned back around.

“Would you like some privacy, I could leave if you-,” Remus grew flustered and nervous at the idea of a naked Severus in the room. He heard a chuckle come from the man behind him.

“Why would I want privacy? Am I not attractive to look at?” Severus laughed a little. He understood how nervous Remus must be feeling, but he needed his love to become comfortable around him. He needed Remus to see him as someone he could trust. Walking over to the other man , clad only in his boxers, Severus laid his hand on the bottom of Remus’ shirt and pulled upwards.

“W-what are you doing,” Remus stuttered and tried to pull his shirt back in place. He felt Severus stop and wrap his arms around him, bringing him to his chest.

“I don’t want you to feel nervous, okay? I am not going to hurt you, I just want to make you feel better,” Severus spoke sympathetically, then lowered his voice. “I think you’re beautiful, Remy. Let me take care of you."

Remus took a deep breathe and nodded.

"Thank you," Severus whispered and backed up, reaching for Remus' shirt once again. Slowly lifting the material over the brunettes head, Severus reached for the catch on Remus' trousers. This brought on some resistance.

"N-no I can do that," Remus stuttered and pulled away. Severus backed away slowly, sneaking a tiny look at the back of his boy. Slim, but strong. He couldn't wait to see the front. Leaving Remy to his own devices, Severus walked over to the tub, turning knobs and adjusting soaps until everything was perfect. Sliding his boxers down his legs, Severus slid into the tub and settled against the side with a sigh.

On the other side of the room, Remus removed his clothing nervously. Shirt, pants, and underwear fell to the floor. Shaking slightly, Remus called out to Severus.

"Don't look, please." With a slight laugh, Severus closed his eyes and slid into the water more. When Severus thought he had waited longer than necessary, he opened his eyes.

"My god, Remus," Severus spoke panicked as he jumped out of the tub. Remus sat hunched on the floor, clutching a purpled spot on his stomach. “It’s okay, Remus. I'll floo for my healer. You need to lay down-."

"No, please. I'm fine. Please, just let me take a bath," Remus spoke. With Severus' help, he was able to stand. "I just feel so dirty. Please, Severus." And how could he say no to his boy's pleading. Severus nodded, leading Remus to the tub.

"As soon as we're done, I'm calling for my healer. No exceptions.” Severus wouldn’t be taking no for an answer. He would also be paying a visit to the men who had “graced” Remus with his morning treatments. Severus waved his hand over the injured area, and Remus let out a sigh of relief. Little did he know that the spell not only relieved pain, but acted as a calming draught, allowing Severus to wash every inch of his body.

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An hour later, Severus laid Remus down on the bed, covering him with the grey duvet. He took one look at the tiny cushion on the floor and banished it away with a disgusted look. Remus would never sleep anywhere else than with him. After a quick trip to the fireplace, Severus placed a, emergent call for his healer. Knowing that Remus would most likely panic when he saw his healer, Severus had placed a mild sedative spell on him. He was still awake, just terribly groggy. He moved to sit next to Remus on the bed, reaching down to pet the brown locks of hair. Severus smiled when he saw Remus lean into his touch.

A knock at his door brought him out of his thoughts. Knowing who it was, he called out, "Come in."

The Potion's Master leaned down towards Remus' face.

"There's someone here to see you, Remus. He's going to fix you right up, okay. He's a good friend of mine and I trust him completely. He won't hurt you." Severus spoke in calming tones.

"O-okkay," Remus replied groggily. Leaning down slowly, Severus let his lips touch over Remus' slowly.

'I will always protect you," Severus whispered.

The footsteps from the door drew closer to the bed. Severus got up and shook hands with the man.

"I didn't know what else to do," he spoke nervously. "Heal him, please. Quickly. I can't stand to see him in pain."

"I will do my best, Severus. I promise." Something in this voice had Remus opening his eyes to glance at the blurry figure. After blinking a few times, he gasped in horror at who sat perched on the side of the bed next to him.

Lucius Malfoy's grey eyes stared down at him with what appeared to be...concern?

Remus fainted immediately.

Do we like??? I know there's no lemons but I'm pretty sure I can smell a wiff of them in the next chapter (which will be updated within a couple of days.) So do you like Lucius in the picture? He's going to be making some appearances throughout the story, not always as the healer (wink*wink). Tell me what you guys think :)
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