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The Nothing I've Become (Areas of Expertise II)	By : SickPuppy Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 18635 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Three - Into My Core

Snape rubbed his sore leg. He had been standing gazing into the fire for far too long. He had noticed that he was spending more and more time on introspection, and that was never a good thing given the large number of mistakes he had made.

He limped up to his bedroom, hoping he had left the book he had been reading there. He desperately needed something to take his mind off Voldemort, his plans, Harry, and, his heart squeezed painfully, Sapphire.

His daughter, Sapphire. Dead before she even knew the world. Lost to him forever. And with that loss came another loss - Harry was lost to him forever too. The boy would never, he was sure, forgive Snape that part he had played in Dumbledore's death. He sighed, remembering the lad's adoration after his capture, and how cloying he had found it. Now he longed for Harry to be clutching at him again, eyes wide with adulation, stomach heavy with their child.

Severus suppressed a sob.

He could not mourn for Sapphire. If the Dark Lord learnt of his sorrow, he would be killed. Little as he valued his life, he wanted to see the evil bastard defeated, and wanted, for as long as he was capable of it, to protect Harry from himself.

Severus was surprised that Harry hadn't already come after him, swearing dark vengeance.

Perhaps the Granger female talked him out of it. He considered, slowly lowering himself onto his bed, eyes scanning for the dark green volume.

It wasn't there.

He muttered a curse under his breath, breaking a glass that sat on his bedside table. He was too weary to rise again and search for the tome. He would just lie down for a moment or two. Yes, just rest his eyes -

Harry lay on his side, their child sleeping peacefully in a cot nearby.

'She is perfect, isn't she?' Harry whispered.

Severus had an arm over the other, and they were holding hands, identical silver and gold bands on their ring fingers. He smiled into Harry's neck, knowing the other would feel it.

Sure enough, Harry shivered.

'She is perfect.' Snape agreed. 'Utterly perfect.'

Harry turned onto his back and gazed into the older man's eyes. 'I want to call her Hope. That's what she represents. I was so afraid, Sev, so very afraid, all through the pregnancy. I was terrified in case something happened to her.' His lip trembled.

Snape shushed him softly. 'I know, Harry, I know. I was frightened too.' He gently kissed his partner. 'I think Hope is a lovely name for her.'

He kissed Harry again, deepening the contact this time.

Eagerly, the younger man opened his mouth and let the other in.

The kissed for long minutes; tongues tangled, mouths meshed, desire building. Severus shifted himself to lie on Harry. His erection bumped the Gryffindor's thighs as he moved. A soft moan came from the younger man, and he spread his legs so that his lover could settle easily between them.

Strong hands clutched at Snape's back, sliding down to cup his buttocks. Harry was lifting his hips to rub against the Slytherin's hard length.

'Want you.' Harry groaned before attacking Snape's mouth again.

Severus swiped the bottle of oil that stood on the bedside table and managed to get some on one hand. He continued kissing the other man passionately, even as he eased his slick hand between them and wrapped it around his cock. With a practiced move, Harry rolled his hips up, exposing his entrance. Severus groaned and bore down on the younger man. His thick tip pushed against the pucker for a moment before it slid inside.

'Need you.'

Harry rocked his hips eagerly, wanting more of his lover within him. His hands were clenched in Snape's hair, pulling their mouths tightly together. He gave a long moan as more of Severus possessed him.

An eternity later, Severus was buried as deeply as he could be inside Harry. His heavy balls pressed tightly against the other's body. He would never get over this feeling; feeling Harry so tight around him, squeezing him so exquisitely; feeling the pulse of Harry's blood around him; feeling how hot and good Harry felt wrapped around his cock; feeling humbled and privileged to be here, with Harry; feeling sure, once again, that Harry was his.

Still kissing, Snape began to gently rock his hips, pushing his body hard against Harry's. Not that Harry seemed to mind. Indeed, he wrapped his legs tightly about his partner, heels pressing in insistently.

He tore his lips away to gasp: 'Do it. Make me yours.'

Severus licked Harry's neck, cock aching. But he wanted this to last. Some part of him was afraid that this was the last time they would ever be together, and he didn't want it to end, didn't want to come in the other and never be able to do so again. He wanted to die like this, buried within Harry, knowing the other needed him.

Harry moaned softly, 'I belong to you. I'll always belong to you.'

It was the reassurance Severus needed. He slid his hands down to grip the other's hips, holding him steady, and began to thrust deep inside him. He took his time, moving with controlled lust, his hips aching with the longing to ram again and again into the other's tight channel.

Harry whimpered with pleasure. 'Too good.' He panted. 'Sev, please. It hurts, it's so good.'

'Mine,' Severus whispered, stroking deep into Harry. His tip jabbed Harry's nub and the other jerked wildly.

'Sev!'

He closed his eyes as he was ruthlessly squeezed. Gasping for breath, for control, he stilled.

Harry complained underneath him. 'Bastard,' he gasped out, 'move!'

Severus complied, hips out of his control now. He slammed deep into Harry, hitting the hidden nub hard over and over and over again.

'SEV!' Harry cried, nails clawing wildly at the older man's back.

He pounded deep inside, thumping against the bump, feeling the squeeze from Harry's passage.

'SEV!' Harry yelled, sweaty hair clinging to his forehead as he thrashed. 'PLEASE!'

'MINE!' Snape growled and his seed spattered deep within Harry's body.

Underneath him, Harry arched his back, screaming, and came.

Severus woke, confused, and very wet. Was this a dream of the future? Were he and Harry going to get together and have another child? Or was it just his wishful thinking?

He got up, feeling uncomfortable as his semen cooled.

He limped awkwardly to the bathroom and stripped. His hands were trembling slightly.

What did the dream mean?
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