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Tempus	By : Suziesu74 Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 27393 -:- Recommendations : 2 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Thank you to everyone following this story...this chapter is from Severus' point of view and will hopefully explain why he has given into Harry so easily.

Hope you enjoy ;)

The long walk back to the Slytherin common room gave Severus time to think about everything that had happened. The pleasant ache in muscles never used before making him halt his steps and his face flame with the memories, reaching up to touch the heated skin.

I had sex.. I had sex with a man.

Images flooded his mind and he tensed, moaning when a pain ran up his spine from the base of his back. Clenching his entrance at the memory of Harry’s thick cock breaching and stretching him open. Legs feeling like jelly, he staggered and slumped against the wall, slowly sliding down and the stone felt cold beneath him as he sat waiting for his racing heart to slow down. He traced his swollen lips with the tip of his finger and the memory of Harry’s mouth on his did nothing to slow his pulse.

Why did I let him do that to me?

The question gave Severus pause for thought, his mind in a state of confusion but knowing deep in his heart why he had surrendered so easily and eagerly to Harry’s attentions, his mind drifted back to the year before.

“Come on, Severus!” Bellatrix’s strident tone of voice cut through the conversations in the crowded common room, excusing himself from his discussion with a fellow potion aficionado. Finding himself bristling at having to follow her like a puppy dog, his eyes scanning for Lucius as they entered the quiet, head boys room. Lucius reclined on his bed, an air of arrogance surrounding him and Severus’ pulse began to race. Comfortable with the idea of being attracted to men now, though he did not advertise it and only a handful of his friends knew. Severus allowed himself to imagine just briefly reclining on the bed with the handsome blond, naked and writhing with passion.

“Severus?” pulled from his fantasy by the amused blonds’ cool voice, face flaming at being caught in a daydream. A knowing smirk gracing the aristocratic features of Lucius as he held out a hand for Severus to join him on the bed, flushing Severus sat on the end.

“So, what news from your father?” Regulas asked, Bellatrix batting her eyelashes at him and Severus held in laugh at her pathetic attempts to interest her own cousin. Shaking his head, his dark eyes looked Regulas over and found him averagely handsome, loath to admit that his younger brother Sirius was the stunning one. Berating himself for still allowing his fantasies to occasionally include the tosser, the handsome Griffindor dominating his dreams for a while when he realized he was interested in men.

“My father has arranged for us to meet with the Dark Lord.” the eagerness in Lucius’ voice echoed in the excited murmurs of the others in the room. Severus, reluctant to admit he was unsure of whether it was the path he wanted to take. Lucius met his confused eyes and gave him a dazzling smile, Severus’ heart skipped a beat. Reining in his libido for a moment, more than aware that Lucius would use any means necessary to get his own way.

“See Severus, divination was right for a change.” Bella cackled in his ears and he flinched at the reminder of the humiliating divination incident three weeks before.

The lesson had started as normal, students milling around and no one ever really took the subject seriously. Professor Malloy stood over his crystal ball, swirling mist filling the orb and Remus was nudging Sirius, the brown haired handsome man turned and scowled at Severus. Averting his gaze to avoid another confrontation, having promised Lily Evans earlier that he would not actively seek arguments with the annoying quartet.

“Hey Professor, think you can predict whether Snivellous will ever get laid?” Sirius’ spiteful voice shouted out, Remus gave the laughing Sirius an admonishing look and Severus realized why he only liked the amber eyed bookish Remus. The other two, James Potter and Peter Pettigrew both joined in with Sirius’ mirth. Frowning, the Professor did not looked amused, leaning over to tell them off and his hand touched the crystal ball. A loud painful gasp emerged from the Professor and he looked down to see the orb swirling and churning, Severus hypnotised by the agitated mist filling the ball.

“A choice will be made, two dark men will enter your life,” he paused for a moment allowing Sirius to shout a comment about Severus shagging two men, the class laughed, voice louder as the professor continued, “Give into the temptation to follow the path of power or the harder path, both fraught with pain and suffering, green eyes lead the way.” The professor stumbled backwards connecting sharply with the desk behind him, eyes fixed on Severus’ wide and frightened gaze.

“I see in your heart, your desires will lead you.. choose the right path or lose your soul.” Severus gasped and the professor sank to the floor panting for breath. Mumbling that he felt unwell and dismissing the shocked and bemused class.

Severus dreamt that night about a dark man with red eyes, his voice alluring with the promise of power and control over his life. Control was something that he desperately wanted, reminded everyday by his fellow classmates that they had so much and he had none. His family life disturbing and neglectful, his mother had tried hard to protect him from his drunken and abusive father but to no avail, the beatings that they both suffered left Severus full of a sense of being powerless. The only time he felt alive or in control was in the potion classroom, arrogant to the point of annoying at his own genius, knowing that he surpassed the others with his skill. Gradually, Severus had become more in charge of his own life, picking powerful friends and placing his allegiance with his pureblood Slytherin’s.

Only to be reminded of his own shortcomings by the bastards in Griffindor, James and Sirius especially hateful to him. Learning to pretend that he was unaffected by the malicious teasing and taunts, haunted by the knowledge that they had the power to hurt him. The dark man feeding his fantasies of them begging on their knees, his dreams becoming disturbing with the frequency that they degenerated into sexual scenarios. Sirius on his knees worshipping his cock as he rammed it into the weeping man’s mouth, drunk with his own power over him, Severus would wake up coming in his pyjamas at the image.

Disturbed by the ideas running around in his head, he had spoken to Lucius, the cool blond assuring him that the Dark Lord would appreciate his talents and value him. His dreams continued with the same intensity for the next two weeks, Severus found himself beginning to enjoy and crave the control over others he felt while the Dark Lord showed him what it would be like to be with him. One night, everything changed, relaxing into a particular vicious fantasy that involved tying Sirius to a bed and fucking him while he screamed for him to stop and suddenly Sirius disappeared, leaving Severus alone in the dark dungeon.

The tables turned when he was grabbed and throw onto the bed, cool steel encasing his wrists and ankles as he was manacled . A handsome dark haired man with wild green eyes looming over him and Severus moaned, surprised at the burst of desire he felt under the man’s watchful gaze. Sure and steady hands mapped every inch of his skin, the man’s touch setting his body aflame with desire. Shocked at how easily he had given into the mysterious stranger, unable to shake the feeling that he seemed almost familiar to him.

“Your mine, Severus..do you understand?” the man’s voice husky and sounding like pure sex. Severus blushed when a moan slipped from his lips and the man smiled. Lunging forward and wrapping his fingers loosely around his throat, Severus found himself unable to struggle. The desire to be bent to the man’s will racing through his veins, disturbed by the realization that the Dark Lord did not make him feel like this.

“Do you understand?” green eyes gazed at him intensely and Severus found himself suddenly thinking of Lily Evans, the man’s shade similar to hers but filled with a spark that she did not possess. Fingers tightened, he tried to swallow, alarmed when he felt the pressure on his Adam’s apple. Stunned and excited beyond belief when the man licked across his panting mouth, an agile tongue dipping, mapping his teeth and tongue.

“Yes.” Severus managed to gurgle, the need to breathe becoming stronger and stronger. His cock dripping onto his stomach as it twitched, aroused and flushed with blood. The man’s eyes flared and he smiled, the grin making Severus’ heart skip a beat.

“Good boy, you want to be mine, don’t you?” his fingers still pressing on Severus’ windpipe, his other hand reaching down to wrap experienced fingers around Severus’ shaft, the contact making the teen buck up and swear loudly.

“FUCK!” his voice had a raspy quality to it that shocked him and made his pulse race. The man loosened his grip and slammed his mouth against his, cutting off his air with his dominating kiss. Severus writhed beneath him, cock slapping against his stomach as he thrust up in a frenzy. The kiss making him light-headed, not just because of the lack of oxygen but with it’s intensity. Severus felt consumed, the man’s desire racing through his veins too, obliterating all conscious thought leaving just a primal need to fuck and be controlled.

I want him to control me

The thought was a revelation to the gasping Severus, the need to allow the man to dominate him was overwhelming. Railing against it for a moment he struggled in the kiss, trying to break the contact, the man merely deepened the embrace and Severus immediately succumbed to power coursing through the stranger.

“NO!” barked against his mouth and Severus whimpered under the tone, thrusting up, his cock desperate for any friction. Smirking into his mouth, the man began to slowly stroke back and forth. The grip firm, fingers caressing the rigid length and pulling back the foreskin to swirl his fingers through the gathered fluid. Instinct driving Severus open his mouth wider, the man thrust his pre-come covered fingers inside for him to taste himself. Bitter essence coated his tongue as he lapped eagerly at the man’s fingers, heart pounding as the man rewarded his efforts with a low moan. The sound music to Severus’ ears, sucking at the fingers harder and nibbling at the tips.

“Yes,” the man lunged and kissed him, his tongue joining Severus’ as he shared the salty essence. Both men panting and licking wildly at each others tongues.

“Come for me, Severus.” the man’s voice practically purred his name and Severus fell apart. His heart stopped and all thought ceased, the world went supernova and he erupted forcefully over himself. Hot ribbons of come spilling onto his stomach and covering the man’s pumping hand. The grip still firm as it milked Severus for all he was worth. Struggling to breath under the onslaught of pleasure his body was experiencing, Severus passed out.

Waking up in his bed, the dream fresh in his jumbled mind and his come cooling in his pyjamas. Lying back against his pillow, heart still thudding loudly in his chest, praying he hadn’t shouted his release. Reassured by the silence in the dorm, he relaxed into his bed with a smile spreading across his face.

Brought back from his musing about his new dreams by Lucius’ intrigued voice, opening eyes he hadn’t even realized were closed and offering the blond an apologetic smile. Seeming to read his mind, Lucius touched his arm in a overly friendly gesture and Severus narrowed his eyes. Feeling uncomfortable when he looked to see that they were the only two left in the room.

“Severus, your mind seems elsewhere,” he squeezed his arm, a charming smile gracing his face, “What’s the matter, are you dreaming of the Dark lord again?”

Tempted to tell his friend about the new path his dreams were taking, unsure whether he would understand the urge to be controlled by the mysterious man.

“My father thinks that maybe you have some seer blood in you?” Lucius remarked, his grey eyes fixed on Severus. Schooling his features to give nothing away, never having discussed the fact that his maternal grandmother had a talent for divination. Severus was stunned at the possibility that his dreams may actually be prophetic, the man someone from his possible future.

“No, just tired,” Severus was surprised at how easily the lie fell from his lips.

Could he be the man from my dreams?

Severus let out a shaky breath, suddenly the stone floor beneath him felt numbingly cold. His mind confused and his heart threatening to escape from his chest. The dreams of the mysterious man had continued over the past year, interjected with strange fantasies fuelled by the Dark lord’s promises. Severus would never admit to anyone that the dreams involving the stranger were something that he had come to crave. Almost disappointed when his dream world was dominated by the Dark Lord.

The night that Professor Parker had arrived had thrown him into a panic, the sight of the man immediately bringing to mind the stranger from his dreams. The hair lighter and longer, the green eyes not quite the same. The spark in them though was familiar and the indescribable excitement that Severus felt at the first glance of the man convinced Severus to follow his instinct.

An instinct that led him to give Harry anything that he wanted, his first kiss and his first time. Smiling to himself, Severus revelled in the ache coursing through his body and basked in the contentment that he experienced when he was in Harry’s arms.

“Get up Snivellious, time for us to have a talk!” the spiteful voice of Sirius Black wiped the happy smile from his face, sneering as he looked up at the flushed man.

“Piss off Black!” putting as much venom as he could into his tone, he stood trying not to wince at the spark of pain up his spine.

“Maybe I should tell everyone you’re fucking a teacher?”

Severus felt his heart drop and tears brim in his eyes, Sirius smiled.
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