Thirty Seven
Harry wondered if he had somehow inadvertently cast a silencio charm, such was the length of time that Severus remained silent. He had just decided that silently casting the reversal spell might not be such a waste of time, when Severus carefully spoke.
"I am not sure that...more, will be possible."
"Oh," Harry replied, his face carefully blank. He wasn't sure what he had been expecting, but Severus's outright denial of the possibility of any relationship between them was disheartening to say the least.
"Allow me to explain," Severus spoke softly.
"By all means," Harry responded, hating the note of bitterness in his tone.
"Harry..." Severus sighed, running a hand through his dark hair. "I am almost twenty years your senior, the same age your parents would be, should they be alive today. I have not been in what one would consider to be a romantic relationship in the last decade. I no longer believe that I am capable of such a thing. I enjoy your companionship greatly and I do believe us to be sexually compatible. This is all I have to offer to you."
Harry did not believe himself to be in love with Severus, not at all, but the business like manner of Severus's refusal of what Harry had offered, hurt in a way that Harry could almost consider heart break.
"So the friendship we have developed is maintained, with the addition of regular fucking?" Harry asked, monotone.
"I wouldn't..."
"Cut the crap, Severus," Harry interrupted.
"Yes. That is what I'm offering," Severus replied. "Harry, please understand..."
"You don't need to explain Severus," Harry responded shortly. "We're fuck buddies. That's what you're offering and I accept."
"Harry..."
"I should go," Harry knew he was being petty, as he tossed the last of his whiskey down his throat.
"Don't leave," Severus asked quietly, his eyes intense.
"I've done the fuck buddies thing before," Harry responded blithely. "And as a general rule, we have sex, some conversation and go. Their is no staying the night."
"Then lets have sex," Severus responded, leaving his seat and coming towards Harry, holding out a hand enticingly.
"I don't think I can take any more right now," Harry answered bluntly, thinking of the ache in his arse. It was a pleasant sort of pain at the moment, but another go would render it more uncomfortable than not.
"That's not what I was suggesting," Severus replied.
"What are you suggesting then?" Confusion warred with hurt.
"Come to bed Harry," Severus invited softly. "Come to bed and fuck me."