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Disclaimer: I totally don’t own it- but I pray every night
that one day…
A/N: Hope you enjoy this… it gets
a little steamy!
Chapter Five
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When Harry woke the next morning,
the first thing he noticed was a dull ache behind his eyes. He ignored it,
heading for a quick shower, careful not to wake Draco. By the time he was out
of the shower and dressed, the dull ache had become a border-line painful
throb. He walked into the kitchen, dropping into the chair next to Draco and
letting his head fall to the table with a hollow thud.
“What’s wrong?” Draco asked.
“Headache…” Harry retorted. Within
a few more seconds the throb turned into a searing, white-hot agony and spread
through his entire body. He screamed in pain, tumbling from his chair and
landing on the floor.
Severus was next to him n a flash
and gathered him into his arms. He carried the boy to the sofa, with Draco only
a few steps behind him, and held the raven-haired boy until he stopped
convulsing. He sighed in relief when Harry’s eyes fluttered open.
“I feel like I’m burning- from the
inside out,” he said, “What the hell is wrong with me?”
“You haven’t fed in almost two
weeks- at all, actually,” Severus
said, his eyes darting briefly to where Draco stood, “Your body is beginning to
remember all of the pain it has felt through the years.”
“Fed?” Harry said, and then looked
at Draco, who had paled considerably, “No…”
“You have to, Harry. You’ve known
about this for nearly two weeks,” Severus said, “If you don’t feed, you could
die.”
“But…” Harry tried to think of
some way to get out of it, but could find none. He looked at Draco again, his
eyes shining with sympathy.
Draco swallowed the lump in his
throat, walking steadily over to Harry and kneeling in front of him. “If you
must… just don’t drain me.” He closed his eyes and tilted his head to the side,
waiting.
Harry glanced at Severus, who
nodded his encouragement and he felt his instincts lock into place as his
canines elongated further. He leaned forward, pressing his mouth to Draco’s
neck directly over his pulse, tracing it with his tongue once before sinking
his teeth in. He felt Draco shudder, heard the small sound he made in his
throat, and both exhilarated him. He sucked and lapped at the warm, thick
elixir that flowed from his Brother, feeling his pain and weariness recede as
his strength returned. As soon as he felt Draco’s
body begin to go limp, he licked the small wound so that it healed and pulled
away.
He sighed contentedly, sitting
back on the sofa and closing his eyes. When he opened them again, he saw that
Draco had left the room and Severus was staring at him intently. He shifted
uncomfortably at the intensity he saw in those obsidian orbs, feeling his face
grow warm.
“Where’d Draco go?” Harry asked.
“I instructed him to get some rest,”
Severus replied, his gaze never losing its heat.
“Wh- why are you looking at me
like that?” Harry said, refusing to look at him.
“You know why, Harry,” Severus
said.
Harry looked up at him, his brow
furrowed in confusion. He couldn’t possibly expect him to…
“If you ever want to leave this
house, it has to be done,” Severus said, “In order for you to be able to
conceal a magical signature as powerful as yours, you would need months of
training.”
“I figured as much… but I want to
wait- a little bit longer,” Harry said, moving closer to Severus and placing
his hand on the man’s arm, “I know this must be frustrating for you, but-”
He was cut off when Severus’ lips
captured his in a deep, open-mouthed kiss that left him dizzy. Severus wrapped
his arms around Harry, pulling him impossibly close.
“I’m not a patient man, Harry,” he
purred, “And I know you want this just as much as I do.”
Heaven help him… he did want it. He wanted it so much, it
hurt. But was he ready to take it?
And then Severus’ mouth covered
his again, and everything but want and need was pushed from his mind. He gave
in to his instincts, kissing back with as much passion as he possessed.
Somewhere in his mind, he was aware of being moved to a different room and onto
a bed, but before he could really process the information Severus began
stripping his clothes off.
Harry’s breath caught in his
throat at the sight of the beautifully sculpted body in front of him. It was
hard to believe that the Potions Master had been able to hide his powerful form
beneath simple robes… broad shoulders, hard chest, slender hips, and
well-muscled arms and legs… the man was a God!
By the time Severus crawled onto
the bed, Harry’s breath was coming in shallow pants. He fastened his mouth on
the raven-haired wizard’s again, already working on removing his clothing. When
the shirt was off, he ran his fingertips down his chest, admiring the muscles
that Quidditch training had built, before making quick work of Harry’s pants
and boxer-shorts.
As soon as they were both naked he
pressed their bodies together, trailing his lips down Harry’s neck, where he
sucked lightly, making him moan. His hands traveled the length on the lean body
beneath him, memorizing every inch of it, every last spot that, when he brushed
his fingers or tongue just so or applied the slightest bit of pressure, made
Harry gasp in pleasure. Once or twice, his hands came dangerously close to
Harry’s erection and he would arch unconsciously, trying to get closer to the
touch.
Severus knew he was driving Harry mad
with his soft touches and brief caresses, and reveled in it. He loved the fact
that, with a single kiss, he could leave him panting, his eyes glazed with
lust. However, his control was nearing the breaking point and he wanted to be
as gentle as he could the first time.
He performed a simple lubricating
spell before pushing his middle finger into Harry’s virgin hole.
Harry’s eyes snapped into focus
when he felt something enter him. He looked up at Severus, who kissed him
lightly.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he
explained simply and Harry laid his head back and closed his eyes, awaiting the
inevitable.
Severus continued to stretch him,
using two fingers and then three until he was sure that he wouldn’t tear the
boy. All the while, his free hand and his lips made sure that Harry was kept in
a pleasure-induced haze. A few times, he angled his fingers just right, and
brushed them lightly against the spot inside of Harry that made him shudder
with the dazzling pleasure… a promise of things to come.
He lifted Harry’s legs slightly,
instructing him to wrap them around his waist, and entered him swiftly. Harry
stilled, biting his lip to keep from crying out. He remained motionless until
he was accustomed to the strange feeling of having Severus inside of him, at which point he shifted and Severus took this as
his signal to move. He thrust slowly, in and out, and when Harry began to move
against him, he let out a low moan. He quickened his pace, angling his thrusts
so that went even deeper.
When he stroked that certain spot inside
Harry, the boy arched his back, crying out savagely, begging for more. “Please!
Oh… for god’s sake… Sev’rus, please!”
Severus
was more than happy to oblige, thrusting wildly, making sure to hit that same
spot every time. When he felt his own release approaching, he wrapped a hand
around Harry’s throbbing member. He squeezed gently and Harry screamed his
name, spraying his seed into Severus’ hand and onto both of their chests and
stomachs. Severus followed, releasing into Harry with a guttural groan and all
but collapsing on him.
When their breathing evened out,
Severus rolled off of him and sat on the edge of the bed. He sighed, looking
over his shoulder at Harry, who still hadn’t opened his eyes. He was stupid… he
shouldn’t have pushed this on the boy. What the hell happened to ‘not rushing
things’? He looked away from him, letting himself drown in his guilt.
Harry finally opened his eyes,
giving them time to adjust to the light, and looked around. He was in Severus’
room and on Severus’ bed; that much he could see. He looked at Severus and saw
that he hung his head, obviously in shame for having succumbed to his desires.
He gave into the need to comfort the man and sat up, moving to kneel behind
him. He placed his arms around Severus’ shoulders, kissing the back of his neck
gently.
“You’re only human,” he said, “And
don’t think that you forced me. If I hadn’t wanted to, you would have known.”
Severus nodded, smiling.
Harry showed him his left palm and
the small black cross that graced it. “No use trying to hide it from Draco or
Brenna, eh?”
Severus laughed. “Shower… we both
need a shower.”
Harry followed him into the
bathroom, grinning.
Nearly an hour later, they finally
emerged, clean and sated all at once. They dressed and Harry walked into the
kitchen, grabbing a green apple and sitting down at the table. Severus sat next
to him a moment later, setting down two glasses of orange juice. Harry grabbed
one, gulping down the contents quickly.
“Thirsty?” Severus said, smirking.
Harry nodded. “Very…”
“Brenna will be here soon,”
Severus said, “You should wake Draco.”
“Why me?”
Harry whined.
“You two will, no doubt, have
things to discuss,” Severus replied, “I’ll work on something for a late lunch.”
Harry sighed, pushing back from
the table and heading to his room. He walked in and saw that Draco was sitting
up in bed. When he saw Harry, he smirked.
“You two need to learn the
usefulness of a silencing charm,” Draco said.
Harry blushed. “Um… Brenna will be
here soon. Severus sent me- to get you…”
Draco laughed. “So,” he said,
standing unsteadily, “How was it?”
Harry moved to his side, helping
him walk to the kitchen. “Sorry. It’s my fault you’re like this,” he said,
ignoring Draco’s question.
“Nah, it had to be done,” Draco
said reassuringly, “Although, you could
have let me sleep.”
Severus walked up to them. “He heard?”
“’Fraid
so,” Draco said.
Harry grinned. “We’ll have to
silence the room next time.”
Draco raised an eyebrow. “Next time? This is going to become a habit, isn’t it?”
“Of course,” Severus said, “Mates
have a strong need for sexual reassurance.”
Harry blushed. “I’m embarrassed
enough as it is…”
“So, how long until the food is
done?” Draco asked.
“Not long,” Severus replied.
“Good,” Harry said, “I’m
starving!”
“What’re you making?” Draco asked,
sniffing the air.
“Vegetables and rice,” Severus
said, “With sliced oranges.”
Harry smiled when Draco groaned in
mock disgust.
“You know,” Draco said, “This is all your fault. Ever since you showed up he’s been all-
health conscious. We used to just eat pizza and French fries and ice cream…”
“God forbid you have to put
anything in your body that might be good for it!” Harry exclaimed in mock
horror.
Severus chuckled. “At least I’m
not forcing tofu down your throat. The protein supplement potions will do just
fine for us until Brenna can teach Harry how to
filter out certain scents.”
Harry snickered.
Just as Severus was setting out
the plates, a loud crash erupted from the living room. They looked over to see
Brenna emerge from a pile of books, looking incredibly flustered.
“Must you keep your books stacked
around every room of you house?” she ranted, “It’s an absolute hazard to-
what’s that smell?” She narrowed her eyes at them.
“It’s just vegetables and rice…”
Draco said, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Yes, I know that,” Brenna said,
stepping over to them, “Something has changed… ah! I see.” She gazed at Harry
knowingly and he blushed.
“Yeah…” he said, shrugging and
holding his palm out to her.
She grabbed it, scrutinizing it
for longer than Harry was necessarily comfortable with, but he let it slide.
When he dropped his wrist, she was beaming.
“That’s an impressive mark. It’s
incredibly dark and penetrates almost to the soul,” she said, “Nice…”
“Is there some sort of
significance in that?” Harry asked.
“It just means that you two were
very well matched,” she said, “Nothing particularly exciting.”
Harry sighed. “Good. Would you
care to join us for lunch before we start? I’m sure Sev
made enough to feed a small army.”
“Or two teenage boys…” Severus
grumbled good-naturedly as he set the steaming dishes out on the table.
“I would love to,” she said,
sitting opposite from Severus, “He’s an excellent chef, isn’t he?”
Harry and Draco nodded
enthusiastically, making her laugh. ‘They
make such a pleasant Family. I just hope they don’t let anything tear them
apart…’
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Okay! This chapter is a smidge
shorter than my others, but I hope it’s still good. Don’t forget to review! Until next time…
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