Blood, Sweat, and Tears

Pairings: HP/SS, SB/RL

Rated: NC-17 (For FFnet purposes, strong M)

Category: Romance, H/C, Drama/Angst, First Time (Slightly AU for future, and Sirius' being alive. Completely ignores HBP and DH due to the fact that I'm lazy and started writing this before they came out.)

Summary: Harry Potter finds Severus Snape's emotional side after the Death Eaters discover Sev is a spy. What next? Warning: Detailed rape/Very emotional and traumatized Snape.

Disclaimer: No profit for me.

A/N: My Art class is over and I got an A!!! XD

Sorry about how long it's taken me to update! School is stressful and busy, and my college app deadlines are fast approaching! I still love you all; thank you for being so patient.

Chapter 14: A Good Day

It was a fairly lazy day for Harry and Sev. They'd fallen asleep and slept through Saturday, exceptionally comfortable in each other's arms.

Harry stirred, keeping his eyes closed as he listened to Severus' heart beating. The steady thrumming was soothing, nearly lulling Harry back to sleep until he felt a hand in his hair, stroking gently. Harry smiled and looked into two black pools, their depths drawing him in and he leaned up to kiss his love.

Severus smirked sleepily, his eyes never leaving those of his love. I'm content here, it struck him, I belong here, in Harry's arms. He must have been grinning like an idiot, but as rational thought was quite beyond him at the moment, this didn't particularly matter.

Harry squeezed the older man before releasing him and placing a kiss on his temple. "I'll be back love," the younger wizard stated, standing and heading for the bath.

Harry was in the shower for no more than five minutes when two tentative arms silently snaked themselves around his bare chest. He jumped, giving a sharp yelp, and a kiss landed like a butterfly on the top of his head. "Severus?" he asked, startled. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy it, but he wasn't sure if the other man truly did, and thus wasn't sure where the boundaries were being placed of yet. He was more afraid of scaring the older man than anything else.

The only reply was a content, "Mmm?"

"What're you doing?"

"I'm holding you." He stiffened, pulled away. "Unless – unless that's not okay."

It occurred to Harry that Severus thought he was being rejected. The man made to step hurriedly out of the shower, but Harry caught his wrist.

"Shh, no love, it's fine. I just wasn't sure what you were -" he hesitated.

"Expecting?" Severus shifted away, seeming much more aware of his nudity than he had been only a few seconds ago. Harry decided it was good that he was still less concerned about it than he had been yesterday, looking over the man's beautiful, if very scarred, body. He also realized that this was the first time Severus was seeing Harry's naked body, as Harry had been afraid of showing him.

He smiled. "It's just – I know you trust me, and I don't want to break that trust by doing something for which you're not quite ready."

"You could never hurt me," Severus assured, kissing his lover, "because if I told you to stop, you would. I know this, and so you do not frighten me. I love you, and I know you love me. I know you would never intentionally do something to cause me pain." He kissed Harry soundly, and Harry's fears of scaring his older lover diminished at this declaration of adamant trust. He deepened the kiss, their tongues dueling for dominance until Harry's back was being pressed against the wall. Severus' dominance was thoroughly exciting him, and he remembered what Severus said, and what he himself had once told the other man. He hoped that that trust extended to his uncontrollable physical reaction to his lover.

Perhaps it had made Severus uncomfortable, but he merely smiled coyly and shifted so he was not touching his love's arousal. Thankful that the tub was large, he pulled his love down to lie on its bottom, Severus atop him. This time, it was Severus' turn to explore Harry, kissing him soundly before venturing to his cheeks, his chin, his neck (at which point Harry arched and groaned), his ears (Harry gave a similar sharp yelp to his earlier surprised one, and Severus made a silent vow to hear the sound more often), his collarbone, his chest, then moving to suckle on one nipple while teasing the other between his fingers (Harry arched further into him, moaning and mewling incessantly, making little keening noises that turned the older man on), his stomach, where he curiously dipped a smooth tongue into the belly button and flicked a few times, once again causing that delicious mewling. He moved to Harry's hips and seemed not quite sure what to do, so Harry smiled gently, pulling the man up to kiss him.

"You don't have to do that if you don't want, beautiful one."

Severus sighed, burrowing his face into Harry's neck. Lucius' only reason for only making Severus do that once was a hissed, "I want to hear you scream." Now that Severus was exploring of his own free will, he wasn't sure if he had a problem with it. However, very inexperienced and perhaps not quite ready, Sev slowed his breathing and allowed the younger wizard to massage his back, soothing him.

Severus looked deep into Harry's eyes. "I want to – I'm just not sure if I'm ready yet."

After a few moments, Harry urged the other man up, turning off the still-running water, which was now warm instead of hot. He grabbed a towel and handed Severus another, drying himself a bit before exiting the bath, gesturing for Sev to follow.

They lay down on the bed, at first just staring at each other. Then, slowly, Harry leaned over onto Severus, kissing him gently. He wasted little time, helping the man relax with gentle caresses as well as licks and nips here and there as he worked his way down the other man's body.

When he reached Severus' hips, he looked into the man's eyes, his expression willing the older man to accept, to relax, to understand that he was doing this because he wanted to please Severus. He slowly began suckling on the man's hipbone before moving slightly lower, and Sev's breath hitched in his throat.

Harry continued slowly, holding the other man's clenched hands and looking deep into his eyes, until Severus cried out his release.

Harry moved up the bed to settle next to Sev, the man's eyes still closed, his breathing heavy. Harry smiled, kissed him. "You're absolutely beautiful, you know."

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