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Be My Escape	By : KohakuShadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 3626 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
- 1-I.
- 2-II.
- 3-III.
- 4-IV.
- 5-V.
- 6-VI.
- 7-VII.
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VI.

The weeks that followed were exciting – full of
lust and desire and fantasies coming to life that most men only ever
got to imagine. But mostly, they were full of breakfast in bed and
not waking up alone. It was the honeymoon to end all honeymoons.
The only problem was that honeymoons, also, end.

It wasn't a problem between them, not really. It
was just that life had a way of sneaking back in through the cracks.
For a while, their new relationship was fresh and exciting enough
that they forgot about the various things they had loathed about
their individual lives, but those things didn't stop existing and
they didn't go away.

What had at first been a sort of communion between them
had quickly become a routine – a way of escaping their problems
that was always enthralling and just as always transient. Soon, even
their hormones were feeling the weight of the world around them –
exploding cauldrons, renegade broomsticks...snooty, know-it-all
teenagers. There were days when Charlie was sure the nearly constant
cycle of sex, sleep deprivation, more sex, and coffee was the only
thing that kept him sane – and even that, only barely.

And there were secrets. Charlie's family knew he was
seeing someone, but he'd refused to tell them who. Charlie and Snape
acted as if it was inappropriate for two professors at the same
institution to be dating, but it was more than that – what was
between them was so precious and so sacred that they simply didn't
want to share it with anyone else, not just yet. But the delay was
long enough for the Weasley family to decide amongst themselves that
there must be something horribly wrong with Charlie's new lover.
They couldn't get enough of trying to 'talk some sense' into him. He
appreciated that they cared. He just wished they didn't sometimes.
They were driving him loopy. Snape was the only thing in his life
that was going right; there was no way he was going to give that up –
not for his family, not for anyone.

“Charlie,” Severus chided in that tone of
voice he used when he'd already said his lover's name several times
without response.

Charlie blinked, let go of his lover's subtly
accessorized prick with a sucking sound and a soft pop. A bit of
saliva bridged the gap between his lips and Snape's new piercing
(Charlie still couldn't believe the man had actually gone through
with it! Severus claimed, rather simply,that the piercing, as well
as the matching hoops through each nipple, were a fair price for
missing several birthdays. Charlie thought it was more likely
they were a fair price for Charlie getting pierced in kind.) He
licked the trail of saliva away with a sly grin and flipped his hair
out of his eyes. “Sorry. What?”

Severus gave him a look that was trapped somewhere
between lust and indulgence. “You're distracted. What is it?”

“I. No, it's nothing. I'm good,” Charlie
answered. He was, mostly. And he wanted to drag the piercing
on his lover's cock back and forth with his tongue, just like he'd
spent the past twenty minutes doing to the man's nipples. He hadn't
been able to stop playing with the tiny hoops since they'd gotten
them last Hogsmeade weekend. And he was most definitely enjoying the
way his lover's breath hitched every time the two fingers up his arse
dragged along his prostate. Life was just majorly getting in the way
of the perpetual shagging was all.

He lowered his head to continue, but Severus tilted his
chin back up. “You are not fine,” he said sternly.
“Tell me.”

Charlie sighed. Damn Snape for his bloody Occlumency.
“Cant we just have sex first and talk later?”

“No. You will exhaust me to the point that I fall
asleep before remembering to ask again. Besides, your performance is
hampered by your anxiety. Talk first, as much as I am loathe to put
an end to your present attentions.” Charlie was more to him
than just a pair of pouty lips and an insatiable libido. Severus may
give his affections sparingly, but those who earned them, earned all
of them. If Charlie was bothered by something, that was far more
important than getting another round in before afternoon classes.

“Have it your way,” Charlie groused,
removing the fingers and sliding up the mattress to cuddle with a man
who he had already decided was pretty much the love of his life.
“It's just another stupid conversation with mum,” he
said. “The usual.” He subtly reached down to fondle his
love's erection in an effort to distract him. “You know how
riled she gets me anymore. It's stupid.”

“It is not stupid. You have grown accustomed to
your independence and are loathe to part with it. It is completely
natural. You are simply no longer accustomed to being mothered. If
it makes things easier on you, you know you needn't keep our
relationship a secret. I am willing to endure whatever comes of it.”
He liked having Charlie to himself, but not at the expense of
Charlie's relationship with his family. Having not had a loving
family of his own, he knew just how precious one was, even when said
family was at its most annoying. He had no intention of ruining
Charlie's relationship with his over such a trivial secret as whose
bed he was sleeping in.

“No!” Charlie declared. “I don't want
them to know. Then they'll insist on dinners, and outings, and I
don't want them getting their hands on you until you've become so
properly attached to me that you no longer remember where you end and
I begin.” He pouted petulantly, but then smiled, giving Snape
an affectionate, but not terribly sultry kiss. The light hand job
didn't seem to be serving as distraction enough to get Severus off
the subject, but they were both enjoying it, so he saw no reason to
stop. “It's not just that, anyway. You know. It's sort
of...well, it's everything, I suppose. You get what I mean?”

“Only too well,” Severus agreed. Far too
well. He felt just the same. Why had he come back from the dead?
To shag Charlie? As brilliant as that was, it wasn't quite enough to
define an entire life. To continue teaching at Hogwarts? Hardly.
When he wasn't curled against this beautiful man, he still felt so
terribly dead inside. It wasn't even that he particularly hated his
life, except for that part where he was living it at all. “Well,
I suppose if worse comes to worst, we can always just run away
together.”

“We should,” Charlie laughed. “Somewhere
sunny. I'm getting bloody sick to death of all this fog and rain.”

“Somewhere no one would know us,” Severus
replied bemusedly. “Not even the godforsaken paparazzi.”
If he never heard the name 'Rita Skeeter' again it would be too
soon.

“Somewhere no one would give a damn if two grown
men started snogging in the middle of the street. Somewhere with
history, and culture, but also plenty of nature, and when it ran out
of enough of of those to satisfy the both of us, we could just move
on to somewhere else. Sort of, go off on a pilgrimage for a while.
See the world together.”

“I have always wanted to travel,” Severus
admitted. He hissed a bit when Charlie started pushing his piercing
around with his thumb. He really should stop him, but the serious
conversation they had been in the middle of had already degenerated
to idle daydreaming.

“Why didn't you?” Charlie asked, sensing
that Snape was finally getting distracted and pushing some inky hair
out of the way to nibble on the man's throat.

“No time,” Snape answered. “No money.
And what with being a spy and the Dark Lord, I was rather busy.”

“You're not busy now,” Charlie reminded.

“I could argue that I am rather busy keeping up
with your insatiable hormones,” Severus replied as Charlie
moved between his legs. He didn't protest at all when the young man
slipped expertly into him. So much for Charlie being distracted.
Randy git. He wrapped his legs around the younger man's hips.

“You could do that anywhere,” Charlie
laughed, rolling his hips. “You could do me anywhere.
We could experience waking up sticky and sated in several different
time zones.”

Severus chuckled. “Fool. It would feel the same
in all of them.”

“Oh? How can you be sure? You just said yourself
that you've never traveled.”

“I am confident that certain things are
universal.”

“Then you have a theory. Don't you think you owe
it to the world to test it?” Charlie joked.

Snape moaned as the young man thrust into him at just
the right angle. It was several minutes of his prostate being abused
before he could find the breath to answer. “We will go
somewhere...” he rasped, but was cut off by Charlie's devilish
mouth on his nipples again. It should be a sin for a man who makes
such a delectable bottom to also be such an incredible top. He knew
Charlie felt the same about him, so there was no point in sharing
that particular thought. What had he just been saying? With Charlie
abusing his nipples, pounding his arse, and pumping his cock, it
didn't seem immediately important. He curled his fingers into the
tousled red hair, used his free hand to pinch and twist one of
Charlie's also recently pierced nipples, and enjoyed riding the shag
out to a pleasant, but not overwhelming climax – just the sort
he wanted most at the moment.

When they fell back against the mattress and took a
moment to catch their breath, he remembered what they had been
talking about. “We will go somewhere together over the
summer.”

Charlie laced his fingers behind his head and thought
about it for a long time. What were they doing? Both chained to a
school they'd long since outgrown, and growing to hate it for being
chained to it when it ought to house nothing but the fondest of
memories, loathing their jobs, their lives...Charlie was even
starting to loathe his family, and as he was a Weasley that really
ought to be impossible. “We should just go.”

Severus scoffed, not believing for a moment that Charlie
meant it.

Charlie propped himself up on his elbows. “I'm
serious,” he said. “Let's do it, Sev. Let's just pack a
bag and make a run for it. Hell with everything, right? All we need
is each other, and the rest of the cards can fall where they please.
We're chained to this idea that we're needed here. But there were
professors here before us and there will be other professors when
we're gone.”

“Don't be stupid, Charlie. I couldn't do that to
Minerva. It's the middle of term, for pity's sake, and I'm the
deputy headmaster. You aren't the type to just get up and go on a
whim, either. You thought about it long and hard before you left
Romania.”

“No I didn't,” Charlie insisted. “That's
just what I tell people. I got drunk off my arse, started crying,
and had to see my family right then and there. I've been here ever
since. It didn't have anything to do with them, not really. I'm
just a big baby once someone hands me tequila. Saying I wanted to be
there for them is just the nicest way to explain it after the fact.”

Severus chuckled. “Liar. If anything, you were
crying because you felt guilty about not being there for them. And I
doubt you were really crying.”

“I was!” Charlie declared. “Sniffling,
at the very least. And pouting, with quivery lips and everything.”
He imitated the sad puppy expression he imagined he must have been
wearing while ridiculously drunk. Recently sated and still
half-trapped in post-orgasmic bliss, it looked ridiculous. “To
be honest, I was so hammered I can't remember much before waking up
naked on Bill's kitchen floor the next morning.” He chuckled.
“Oh man, the way Fleur screamed. I thought my head was going
to be ringing for days...” He snickered and imitated her.
“Biiilllll, your brozer 'ees 'ere, and I zink he's dead!
Pleaze bring pantz downstairs with you! I guess the only Weasley
arse she wants a piece of is the one she married. Any case, Bill
sobered me up, and I've been here using the 'I wanted to be near my
family' excuse ever since. I'm actually a very spontaneous guy.”

Severus didn't believe that for a second, but he
believed Charlie liked to think so, so he didn't say anything about
it. Still, traveling the world with Charlie was so very, very
tempting.

“Let's just do it,” Charlie said.
“Just...drop off the face of the earth for a while.”

“Before or after you owl your parents so they
don't worry?” Severus quipped.

“After of course,” Charlie said without
realizing that wasn't spontaneous at all. “I'll even give you
an hour or two to decide which books you absolutely have to bring
with you.”

“All of them, obviously.”

Charlie laughed. That was such a Severus answer he
couldn't help it. “Sev...”

“Wait until the end of term, Charlie. If you
still want to go on a world tour then, I will join you.”

“No. If we wait, we'll chicken out,”
Charlie said. “Tomorrow.”

“Tomorrow?” Snape asked, aghast.

“Tomorrow morning at dawn. I'll wait for you for
an hour at the gates. If you don't show, then okay, we go back to
the way things are. But I really, really hope you'll show.”
He got out of bed and kissed Severus softly. “You've got all
night to think about it. I'm leaving it up to you. For now though,
I've got a bunch of ingrate third years to teach feints to. Wish me
luck.”

“You won't need it,” Severus answered as
Charlie magically cleaned himself off and dressed quickly. It would
do. He was a flying instructor. If he didn't look a little rumpled
it would be weird.

Severus sighed and climbed out of bed, sending the
sheets to be cleaned – again, and heading for a shower.
Charlie's idea was ridiculous. Insane. So why was he considering it?

'Because you know he's wrong, Severus. If he waits
out there for you for an hour, and you don't show – things will
never be right between you again. He's pinned you to the wall. This
is all or nothing. You are a creature of habit, but if it comes down
to choosing your habits, or your lover – you already know that
it is not a choice at all.'
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