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Chapter 4 - Day Two
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Fuck that hurts. I tried opening my
eyes slowly, but the freaking bright ass sun had other ideas. With a grunt I
rolled over and buried my face into one of my pillows, fully intending to go
back to sleep…
“Wake up Harry! Out of bed sleepy
head! Breakfast is almost ready” Crap. How can she be so fucking chipper this
early in the morning?
I rolled onto my back just as Jocelyn
jumped on the bed, giving me whiplash in the process. I couldn’t stop the yawn
I let out just as Jocelyn leaned in to give me a morning kiss.
“Ewww! That’s nasty Harry! Brush your
teeth and come down stairs.” With a little huff she left the room.
“Does this mean you’re not mad at me
anymore?” I laughed as I called after her, knowing that she can never stay mad
at me. I laid on my back a few more moments when last night hit me full force.
Oh fuck! Oh fuck! Oh fuck! My stomach
began to churn. Jumping from the bed I rushed to the bathroom and emptied the
contents of my stomach. Resting my head on the cold lips of toilet seat, the
same four words ran across my mind, like that stupid screen saver.
‘Because
you want it.’ My stomach lurched as I heard his voice in my head. Finally
when I had nothing left to give I stood and gazed at my reflection. Numbly I
washed my mouth out and brushed my teeth.
Mr. Snape had been right. I did want
it. I’d wanted all of it. How the fuck was I supposed to go down stairs and
look Jocelyn in the eye. With a sigh I turned off the water and went back to my
room to change.
I decided with a comfortable pair of
worn in jeans and simple white t-shirt. If I was going through hell I wanted to
be comfortable.
Halfway down the stairs I began to get
drafts of delicious smells coming from the kitchen. Even after my morning of
worshiping the porcelain goddess, the thought of bacon made my stomach growl.
Upon entering the kitchen I instantly
locked eyes with Mr. Snape, as he passed out the food. I felt a jolt go through
my body. Deciding it was safer I moved my gaze to Jocelyn and noticed she was
still in her sleep clothes.
Thank god! I felt my cock twitch with
interest as I stared down a tiny spaghetti strap shirt. Her full heavy C cups
were free but still amazingly perky. Her dark hair was twisted and pulled back,
showing off the cluster of moles on the back of her neck. Her long slender arms
reached over…. What the fuck is he doing here?!
Great, just fucking wonderful, now I
have to share my living space with HIM, of all people.
“It’s about time Mr. Potter, I was
getting ready to give away your breakfast.” I pulled out the chair between Mr.
Snape and Jocelyn. It was easier for me to keep my eyes on the sneaky rat
across from me.
Cheeky bastard hasn’t even looked at
me. His beady little eyes were glued to Jocelyn. I’ll break his fingers if he
touches her. I couldn’t stop the growl that began to rumble deep in my chest.
“Harry you know Draco right? He goes
to your school.” The sound of Jocelyn’s sweet voice broke through whatever
spell I was under, only to put me under another.
I don’t know why I did it. Something
inside me demanded that I steak my claim. Before I knew it, I was putting my
arms around the back of Jocelyn’s chair. I leaned over and grabbed her lips
with my own. It started sweet and gentle when something pushed me to turn it
forceful and heated before pulling away.
Jocelyn’s face was flushed and her
eyes were dreamy, I couldn’t help the swell of masculine pride that came over
me and stroked my ego. Again I felt a string of arousal lace through me body.
Not for her father but just for her, I turned to Draco, my smugness written all
over my face.
“Yes. How has your holiday been going
so far Draco?”
“It WAS going great.” He didn’t say it
but the sneer that graced his pretty little face, told me how much he didn’t
want me there. Looking over at Mr. Snape, something in my chest clinched.
“Ummm… Draco is daddy’s godson and he
came over early this morning. He’s gonna stay for a few days.” Jocelyn’s voice
wasn’t dreamy anymore but it was a little breathless, again I felt my ego being
to swell.
“What do you three plan on doing
today? The sun is out perfect for out door activities.”
“Daddy if you want us out of the
house, just say so.” Pause… Crickets chirping.
“I want you out of the house.” Ouch!
“Tell us how you really feel Uncle
Sev.” UNCLE SEV?!
Fuck I hate him. Snotty, pampered,
thinks he’s better then every body little shit! Fuck, I hate him.
“It’s ok Harry, the eggs can’t hurt
you.” What?
Looking down I noticed that I had been
stabbing my eggs with a little more force then necessary. There were bits of
scrambled egg all over my plate with a little on the table.
“Oh, um, sorry.” Time to change the
subject.
“I was thinking about spending some time
in the garden or the green house. If that’s all right with you Mr. Snape?” That
will be a great way to clear my head and not try to kill Draco Malfoy. Draco… humph…
stupid… name.
“That’s perfectly fine. In fact I’m
actually going to be doing some work out there myself and could use some
assistance.” Oh, you lie.
“Well you two can play in the dirt all
you want, I’m going to the pool.” Jocelyn in a bikini….Getting dirty with Mr.
Snape….Jocelyn in a bikini….Getting dirty with Mr. Snape. Why must life be so
hard?
“I think I’ll join you in the pool. I
could use a tan.” God I hope you burn. I glared at Draco while praying that he
had forgotten his sunscreen.
“Then it’s settled. Let’s continue
with breakfast.”
We finished breakfast, with me and
Draco trying to set one another on fire with our minds. Jocelyn trying to play
footsie with me and Mr. Snape looked like he was undressing me with his eyes.
Fuck my life.
I decided to head back up to my room
after breakfast for a while. Everyone else was changing their cloths so I
wanted some alone time. I stared at the high ceiling above my bed. Once again
thoughts of Mr. Snape and Jocelyn swirled through my head. Their differences
and their similarities, was I gay, bi, or just being greedy by wanting both of
them?
Giving up on my contemplations I
headed out to the green house. Of course I just had to stop by the pool to give
Jocelyn a quick kiss and well, ogle her ass in the cute little red bikini I
bought her. Although pushing that prissy little bitch in the pool was an added
bonus. Draco really shouldn’t stand so close to the water if he didn’t want to
get wet.
The green house was, well, it was
green house. Tall glass walls with plants inside. I walked in and felt my mouth
go dry, my stomach flipped, and my pants tightened. Sweet Jesus that man was
gorgeous. There in the middle of the green house was Mr. Snape in a white
muscle shirt, loose carpenter jeans, rough hide gloves, and some worn out steel
toes.
He was squatting down trying to get a
good grip on a large box. His triceps were smudged with dirt and glistened with
sweat. Finally he got a grip; I could see his thighs tense as he used his legs
to lift himself and the heavy box. Once he had the box safely on the table I
called out to him.
“Mr. Snape, sorry I took so long. I
stopped by the pool to talk to Jocelyn.” Why am I apologizing for that?
“That’s fine Harry and you may call me
Severus.” He called me Harry.
“Thank you sir, err, Severus. So what
do you need help with?” Good so far, we’re talking, we’re working. We’re not
doing other things. Great.
“I just need some help repotting some
herbs so I can transfer them to the kitchen window. I’m also going to collect
some herbs to dry out. Think you can handle that. Of course, if you’d rather go
back to the pool you can. I won’t keep you here.” Something in his voice caused
my heart to cringe. It was almost sad, like he was giving up on something. I
looked up into his eyes and knew that he wasn’t just giving me a chance to get
out of doing the work. He was giving me the chance to get out of, whatever it
was, that’s going on between us.
“No, I’m good.”
“Very well, grab some gloves and I’ll
show you which ones I want repotted.” I almost didn’t catch the small smirk
that graced his lips as he turned away from me. Almost.
We worked silently for the next hour
or so. It was humid in the green house but neither of us said anything, preferring
to simply work. It was actually really nice to work next to him. Just the
feeling of being next to him, made my body hum with contentment. It felt great
to just stand here comfortably in each other’s presence.
“Why is Draco here?” Then I opened my
mouth.
“He is my godson. His father drops him
off here when he doesn’t feel like being a parent, which is pretty often. I did
notice some animosity between you two this morning.” He didn’t ask but I could
hear the demand for an answer in his voice.
“We’ve known each other since 1st
year. We’ve never liked each other, but four years ago, when we were 16, I was
dating this girl, Dodger. We were getting pretty serious, then one day during
lunch Draco fucked her in the backseat of his car then pushed her out naked for
the whole school to see. What’s worse is that even after he did that to her,
she claimed that he was the best she had ever had and she wanted more. She told
me she was a virgin and wanted to wait, we had never had sex. But you can
imagine what that did for my love life in school. Although from what I heard
she got crabs after that.” Stupid bitch deserved it. And now he’s got his
squinty eyes on MY Jocelyn.
“That’s good reason not to like
someone. You’re afraid he is going to take Jocelyn away from you?”
“No! Jocelyn loves me, she wouldn’t do
that.” Even as I said it, I couldn’t really believe it. She would get it
somewhere else if I wasn’t giving it to her. Ron warned me about her before he
introduced us. She was supposed to be a quick shag, but things clicked and we
had started dating.
“I can see it in your eyes that you
don’t really believe that. We both know what my daughter is like. She’s a user,
just like her mother.” The pain in his
voice shocked me; the talking bad about my girlfriend pissed me off.
I glared at Severus for a minute
before I went back to repotting. My body
tensed with my anger radiating off me in waves. It wasn’t long till Severus
became annoyed.
“I said something wrong.” It wasn’t a
question.
“I didn’t like what you said about
Jocelyn. You’re right, I don’t believe
what I said, but as for a I know she hasn’t done anything wrong. Which is a shit load more than I can say
about us, and what the fuck was that about last night?” I hadn’t realized that I had started to yell
in Severus’ face until the burning my lungs became too much it ignore.
Severus just stood there taking my
assault in stride. That pissed me off. I watched as he calmly removed his
gloves, setting them down as he faced me.
“I apologize for what I said about
Jocelyn. You’re right her recent behavior
has been different from past years. I’m still a little cross with her
mother. And last night was about me
wanting you and you wanting me. I know
you care for my daughter, but you still crave something more, something that
isn’t all soft curves and delicate skin. You want something hard and
solid.” His voice lowered to a whisper
as he leaned into my ear. Warm breath
ghosted over my neck and I trembled.
“How can you possibly know that?” My voice cracked and quaked. How could he know these things about me? I
was perfectly happy with Jocelyn, wasn’t I?
“I see things in you that I didn’t
notice in me until I was married to a gold digger that stopped taking her birth
control to trap me with a baby. You may
or may not be gay, just curious, but it’s something you need to figure out
before you end up miserable.” He pressed
his lips to my neck I shivered as I felt his teeth graze my skin.
He didn’t leave me much time to think
about what he said as he grabbed my waist and pulled me flush against his chest. Instantly my body reacted to his closeness. My hands began to sweat and my cock hardened.
Moving to stand behind me, he pushed
me into the table. I felt him grind his
hard cock into my backs side, my hips jerked backwards to push into him more.
The friction caused us both to moan with need.
He placed my hands flat against the
table while his hands roamed across my chest. Hands coming up I moaned as I
felt him take a nipple between his fingers. I leaned my head back against his
shoulder as he continued to lick and nibble the flesh of my neck and shoulder.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I
noticed as one of his hands moved lower to my stomach to the top of my jeans.
His hands paused as they teased my
skin dipping just below the material then back out again. Slowly with one hand he unbuckled my belt and
freed the top button of my jeans.
The sound of my zipper was magnified
inside the silent green house. He began
to slide his long nimble fingers inside my boxers…
“Dad!
Harry! Lunch is ready!” Oh shit!
Oh shit! Oh shit!
Severus jerked his hands from my body
my hands instantly flew to my jeans as I hurried to buckle them before Jocelyn
made it to the back.
“Oh, there you two are. Dad I hope you don’t mind, but I told Alix to
make lunch and bring it outside so we can have a picnic. Harry you need to hydrate you look really flushed.” I only nodded because I didn’t trust my
voice.
“We will be there shortly. We just need to pick up and then we will join
you.”
“Ok daddy!” Satisfied with her answer, Jocelyn skipped
out of the green house. I felt my
stomach churn with guilt.
I turned to look at my tormentor and
was surprised with a tender kiss. I
watched as Severus picked up our work area and leave the green house. Waiting
few more minutes, willing away my erection I followed him out. I headed strait to a restroom to splash cold
water on my face. After washing my hands and putting myself together I went to
join the other for lunch.
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Author’s
Note: I have just learned that a friend of mine from high school was laid to
rest Saturday on the 18th. His life was cute short serving his
country in Afghanistan on the 9th. My sister is also in the military
and it is by the grace of god that she has not been called upon to serve her
country over seas. I would like to dedicate this story to everyone that has
lost family or still has family over seas. May our brother and sisters come
safely home soon.
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