Title: The Paradox of Existence
Author: DragonLight
Summary: The future repeats itself in the past, i.e. which came first the chicken or the egg.
Pairing: HP/SS
**Rating: R, no going back now. The NC-17 version is on the SnapexHarryML: -- If you don't belong or would like the NC-17 version emailed, tell me and I'll do so.
A/N: This chapter we see just how demented Future!Sev can be to Harry. Harry needed to be tormented for at least a little bit. It's also an insight into their relationship as it is presently instead of how it developed.
Disclaimer: All characters that are the least bit familiar belong to JKR-same with places and items. Don't recognize it then it's mine.
Thanks to everyone that reviewed! Saavik, JungAnya, Nagini, Kateri, Emma, Jess the Great, atzlanit, blackunicorn, vera, Sabs, Butterfly, Copper Fire, Katy999, ~Mary~, Viscountess Babbles-On, Mikee, Resa, moraco, lillie chan, Sela.
Faerie Angst: I love long-arsed reviews!
two2blue: this story doesn't go in depth into the Harry-Draco friendship. It's complicated and they weren't ever an item. I'll explain in short, their friendship was formed over knife point and that has influenced the way they treat each other. That's part of the back/side story.
Kaat ShadowLover: I'm so glad that someone finds Young!Severus portrayal close to being a real teenager. I was trying to do that. I don't think that anyone can grow up as cold and detatched as Severus is. Anyway, 'Tyler' doesn't favor any House but he is fairly intimidating and can come up with some creative and unique punishments. That's all you'll be able to get out of me.
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Chapter Seven: A Slashy Interlude
*The Past *
Harry made his way as quickly as possible toward his rooms. He was shocked at Snape's behavior. The Severus he had come to know would never do anything like that. His chambers were located on the first floor down a side corridor no one ever went down. He enjoyed them especially since they had an exit out of the castle and into one of the gardens that were scattered around the outside of the castle. He muttered the password and the door swung open. He didn't take in anything of his living room area, just headed straight for his bedroom. He had every intention of getting himself thoroughly drunk before collapsing into his bed. He would think about what had happened during the detention later.
Harry moved about his room pulling out a pair of his sleep pants before turning down the bed. He had just gotten his shirt off and had started on the fastenings of his dragonhide leather pants when a voice from behind him startled him.
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Severus Snape had never seen his bonded so flustered. He had seen all the other emotions, but never *flustered*. Harry hadn't even noticed that Severus was sitting in one of the padded chairs by the fire. He had appropriated the one to the left knowing that it was Harry's preferred chair. When he had gotten here he immediately headed straight for the cabinet that he knew Harry stored his liquor in and took out two brandy glasses before pouring a generous portion in each. He had finished two glasses himself before Harry had come back. Severus realized that he must have been supervising a detention. Severus had once again wondered when exactly he had shown up. Albus knew but didn't tell him the exact date he had been going. Severus had just been content to go see Harry so hadn't given it much thought at the time. After Harry came through the door and headed straight to his bedroom without looking around it had taken Severus a few minutes to determine that it could very well be the night before the Christmas holidays, the night of his detention with Professor Tyler. Severus was pleased that he had affected his 'former' professor a little bit. At the time it hadn't appeared as such. He decided that a little bit of revenge was in order. He stood and took Harry's brandy glass in one hand and headed to the bedroom door.
He opened the door as quietly as possible and looked at the man that stood with his back turned to him. He watched as the muscles of his back shifted under the skin as the shirt was removed. Severus watched as the snake of Harry's tattoo moved and loosened its grip on the shield. The snake then lifted its head and acknowledged the older man's presence. Movements of his tattoo used to be felt by the younger man. Harry however had lost his sensitivity to it within the first couple of months after having the tattoo done. Severus was really rather fond of it. When Harry's hands went down to the fastening of his pants, he gently cleared his throat alerting the other of his presence in a very Snapish way.
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"Professor Tyler?" It was the voice of the younger Severus Snape that made Harry almost jump out of his skin. Harry immediately stopped what he was doing. The boy must have followed him down to his rooms. Harry knew he wasn't paying as much attention to his surroundings as he should have. He mentally cursed himself as he pulled himself together enough to deal with the situation. Harry knew that if he turned around he might lose his resolve. Young Severus Snape while not beautiful or handsome in the conventional sense of the word was still compelling and Harry knew that to a point he was attracted to the boy. Compounded with the fact that he hadn't seen his Severus for three months made his resolve weak.
"Mr. Snape. I did tell you to vacate my classroom. That did not mean I gave you permission to join me in my rooms. Leave now."
"But Professor. I think-"
Harry still didn't turn around to look at the person he was talking to. "I'm not particularly interested in what you think. Leave now before I have to inform your Head of House." Harry heard the brush of feet against the carpet that covered the floor of his bedroom. He hoped that the boy behind him had listened to reason and left. He was proven wrong however as a hand and arm slipped around his waist. The hand was soft, showing that even at this age Severus must have spent most of his time with his potions. The touch felt just like his Severus' touch that Harry had to take multiple breaths to regain his composure. Harry tensed and tried to control the anger in his voice. He had never been as good as Severus was at coming across as totally indifferent. "Mr. Snape, I don't think that either of us will benefit from your Head of House or the Headmaster finding out about this. Get control of yourself and leave."
A body that was much better defined than a sixteen year old could possibly be was pressed against his back. Before he could take in the fact that the body was also taller than the young Severus Harry whipped around. "Mr. Snape-"
A raised eyebrow and an amused smirk on the face of *his* Severus broke his train of thought. "I thought that you were the one that instigated the rule that all surnames should be left outside of the bedroom." The warm laughing tone of the baritone voice slid over him calming his nerves. It didn't however help his anger. He placed his palms flat on the other man's chest and pushed.
"Severus! That was not funny in the least." Harry crossed his arms over his chest and turned his best glare on the older man.
"Actually I thought that it was extremely amusing." He paused and opened his arms, the brandy glass still safely cradled in one hand. "What no welcoming kiss? I've missed those."
Harry shook his head in response. "I'm annoyed with you."
"And I even went through all the trouble of pouring you a glass of brandy. Well since you're annoyed I guess you wouldn't want it so I'll just finish it off." Severus started to lift the glass to his lips but Harry grabbed it and downed the contents in one gulp. "Highly inappropriate. You only gulp drinks such as that god-awful scotch that your godfather insists on drinking or the firewhiskey that Draco and Weasley enjoy. You savor brandy."
"Hmph." Harry moved around Severus and walked out the door of the bedroom. Severus followed him as far as the bedroom door and watched as Harry poured himself an overly generous portion of brandy, picked up Severus' glass from the table by the fire and returned to the bedroom. He stopped at the doorway since Severus had not deigned to move out of his way. "Are you going to move, or are you going to stand there all night?"
"Oh I have no intention of standing here all night. I do, however, have every intention of making use of the large four poster bed behind me." Severus pulled his wand out of an inside pocket of his coat and cast a levitation spell on the two glasses of brandy. Harry released them to float above their heads and over to a table in the bedroom.
"That didn't answer my question about whether you were going to move or not."
"Perhaps." The only movement was a barely noticeable shrug of Severus' shoulders.
"Alright. What do I have to do to make you move?" Another slight shrug was his answer. Harry decided to just force his way through the doorway. He once again placed his hands against the other man and was about to push when Severus grabbed his wrists and moved them to encircle his neck before tugging out the leather thong that Harry had used to tie his hair back so it fell in messy waves around his face. He then moved his own to tighten around the younger man's waist.
"Much better. So did you miss me?"
Harry couldn't help himself, he laughed. "You're absolutely impossible." He leaned up and pressed his lips quickly against the other man's. "Yes. It's been unbearable. You, and Siri and-" Lips settled over his successfully stopping his statement. The kiss was slow and deliberate. Severus tugged Harry's bottom lip into his mouth and gently sucked. When he finally released Harry's lip he moved his own next to his lover's ear.
"I thought my rule was to never to say your godfather's name in the bedroom." The light brush of air against the shell of his ear made Harry shiver.
"Technically I'm not in the bedroom." The lips had started to kiss the sensitive spot right behind his ear but stopped when Harry made his statement. Before he knew what was happening Harry felt the body that he was leaning against shift backwards. He stumbled forward still in the arms of his lover.
"You are now." Severus ran his hands up Harry's back to his shoulders. He felt the tension in the muscles and decided that he should remedy that especially since he had probably caused it, one way or another. Moving his lips back to Harry's lips he initiated another kiss that was nothing like the first. This kiss was filled with passion and overtook them both. He guided them back to the bed and after breaking the kiss he pushed Harry down on to it. He looked down at the man sprawled haphazardly across the bed. Harry had propped himself up on his elbows, his left leg dangling over the edge of the bed his right bent at the knee and fallen to the side. A trail of hair started right below his navel and Severus followed it with his eyes until it disappeared underneath the top of his boxers. Harry had already undone the top two buttons of his pants before Severus had startled him earlier, and the pants had become even lower slung on his hips. Severus breathed in the smell of his lover; fresh air, sandalwood, and desire filled his nose. "God I've missed you." The man on the bed just smiled up at him.
"Join me."
Severus shook his head. "Roll over onto your stomach."
Harry raised both eyebrows before complying. He pulled himself up further on the bed and waited as he listened to the other man move around the room.
Severus had come prepared. He removed multiple vials from his various coat pockets. Five of them he dropped into the drawer of the bedside table. Those were the sleeping potions. Two more he set on the dresser across the room, the headache potions that Harry used. The last two he kept. One he set down on the top of the bedside table the other he put into his pants pocket. He shrugged out of the leather long coat that he was wearing and loosened the cuffs of his shirt before rolling up the sleeves. He took off his boots before climbing onto the bed and pulling the vial back out of his pocket. Unstoppering it the smell of almonds filled the room.
Severus moved to straddle Harry low over his hips. Pouring a small amount of the lotion onto his hand he started to rub his hands together warming it before placing his hands on Harry's back and then started to knead the muscles. Harry groaned as Severus started to work on his knotted shoulders. Severus ran his hands down the sides of Harry's back only pausing a moment to place a kiss on the tattoo that decorated his lover's back. Working on the muscles that surrounded Harry's spinal column he heard a contented moan from the man underneath him.
"Don't you dare go to sleep on me, Potter." A muffled noise was his only answer. "Excuse me?"
Harry moved his head to the side, keeping it pillowed on his arms. "Under you. And you aren't supposed to call me Potter. Sleep sounds nice though." The teasing voice reached Severus' ears.
"Sleep! You haven't seen me in months and you want to sleep? Fine by me." Severus moved so that he was lying next to the younger man.
"Well you shouldn't be so good at giving massages. It relaxes me too much." Harry shifted so that he was lying on his side facing Severus. He relaxed further into the familiarity of being with his bonded. He watched as Severus lifted a hand to trail along his side. "I love your hands." The hand reached the border of his pants and boxers and pushed them down before moving back up. Severus repeated the motion again before answering.
"Really?"
"Of course." The hand moved and a finger circled one of his nipples. Another finger joined in and the two pinched and twisted. When they finally released him Harry's eyes had started to glaze over. Harry licked his lips and watched as the hands went back to stroking his side. "I love watching your hands. I think that I always have." The hand stopped and wrapped around the back of his head, entangling in Harry's hair.
"You talk too much." Before Harry could protest Severus' lips once again descended upon his own. The older man took advantage and rolled them over so that Harry was underneath him. His lips trailed down Harry's neck and his mouth stopped at the junction where neck met shoulder and bit down. The body underneath him gasped but it turned into a moan as he licked and sucked the mark. He knew that Harry wouldn't be able to where the open necked shirts that he favored for the next few days.
Harry lifted his hands and started to undo the buttons of his lover's shirt. When all the buttons were undone he slipped his hands inside and ran his hands over Severus' chest. He pushed the shirt off and within moments they were both naked from the waist up. He pulled Severus' head back up so he could kiss the other man again. Severus had other plans and only allowed for his lips to be captured for a second. He kissed his way down Harry's chest to his nipples. He licked, bit and sucked before repeating his actions on the other one. Harry shifted restlessly under him and Severus continued downward. He trailed his lips down Harry's chest pausing at the navel to dip his tongue in and swirl it around. He once again moved his lips down until he reached the top of Harry's boxers.
Harry was slowly losing his mind and it was all Severus' fault. As Severus kissed, licked, and nipped his way down his body Harry could do nothing but moan and tangle his hands in his lover's hair. When Severus had reached his boxers and paused Harry let instinct take over. He pushed his hips up.
"Impatient aren't you?" Severus was answered with a grunt. "Articulate as always I see."
"Now who's talking to mu-" Harry was cut off as a hand slipped into his pants and grasped him.
"You were saying?" A moan escaped Harry's lips as the hand slowly stroked him. "That's what I thought." Severus' other hand started to work on the three remaining buttons of Harry's pants. When they had finally been undone Severus paused in him ministrations to divest his partner of the remainder of his clothing.
A long time later Harry stretched before curling into Severus' side.
Severus wrapped his arms around the other man and rested his head on top of Harry's head. "I still think that you're a cat in denial."
Harry chuckled before responding. "I haven't heard that in a while. Go to sleep Sev. I'm tired. We'll talk more before you have to leave." It seemed like just seconds passed before Severus heard the soft snores coming from his partner. Severus stayed up to think of all the things that had transpired during his sixth year that involved his Defense teacher. Severus hoped that 'Mr. Tyler' wouldn't come out any worse for wear when he returned to the time that he belonged to. It was a while before he let the sound of Harry's snores lull him to sleep.
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Harry woke in stages. He curled himself further into the warm body next to him. When he finally woke up he realized that Severus was already awake and reading one of Harry's books. It had been a potions book that he had borrowed from the library. It was one of Severus' favorites and Harry had taken it out to remind him of the other man.
"Good book?"
"I've read it before. It is a good discussion of the way certain ingredients react together. But then again I know that you were only asking to be nice." Severus pressed a kiss to the top of Harry's head. It was then that Harry realized that the other man had slipped on sleep pants.
"How do you do that? I never feel you get out of be, but you do it all the time."
Without looking up from the page Severus answered. "You sleep like the dead when you don't have to wake up at a moments notice."
Harry slipped out of the bed and grabbed his sleep pants and moved to the bathroom to brush his teeth. A few minutes later Harry returned and Severus put down his book. "What time do you have to leave?"
"In two or three hours. I refilled your sleeping potions last night. And I brought you some headache drafts. I set those on the dresser. Draco told me about your headaches."
"Bless you. I get the feeling that my headaches are just going to get worse. And the mild headache drafts that Poppy stocks just don't seem to work."
"We were pretty horrid as students I guess." Severus' answer caused Harry to recall last night before he had discovered that Severus had come to pay a visit. A hand grasping his arm shook him out of his thoughts. "Harry?" Severus' eyes were filled with concern. "What's wrong?"
"Oh sorry. I was thinking about the detention last night."
"Ah I recall that detention. I assume you were supervising my detention?"
Harry nodded his head in response and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Severus' hands traveled up Harry's arms to his shoulders where he turned the younger man until his back was to him. Then he started to knead the younger man's shoulders. "What possessed you?"
"Can't tell you that. I don't think that I was thinking. Hormones and whatnot. Although I will tell you that at sixteen last night wasn't one of the most enjoyable nights of my life."
"Meaning?"
"I must have sat on that floor for at least an hour practically in tears. I was so relieved when I realized how much time had past and you hadn't come back. I didn't think that I could face you." A half laugh escaped Severus' mouth.
"And you find this amusing?"
"Self deprecating humor I know. But I was an idiot at sixteen." Severus pressed his lips to Harry's temple. "Come on. I want to eat breakfast. I'm timing everything so that I will return right before classes. Besides Albus gave me a list of questions that he needs answers to." Harry allowed himself to be pulled out of the bedroom and into the living room. He knew that Severus didn't want to discuss the situation anymore. Harry couldn't blame him.
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As you can obviously tell this was the Rated R version. The NC-17 version is on the SnapexHarryML:
If you don't belong or would like the NC-17 version emailed, tell me and I'll do so.
The next chapter returns to pretty mild, so reading it here won't be a problem.
Author: DragonLight
Summary: The future repeats itself in the past, i.e. which came first the chicken or the egg.
Pairing: HP/SS
**Rating: R, no going back now. The NC-17 version is on the SnapexHarryML: -- If you don't belong or would like the NC-17 version emailed, tell me and I'll do so.
A/N: This chapter we see just how demented Future!Sev can be to Harry. Harry needed to be tormented for at least a little bit. It's also an insight into their relationship as it is presently instead of how it developed.
Disclaimer: All characters that are the least bit familiar belong to JKR-same with places and items. Don't recognize it then it's mine.
Thanks to everyone that reviewed! Saavik, JungAnya, Nagini, Kateri, Emma, Jess the Great, atzlanit, blackunicorn, vera, Sabs, Butterfly, Copper Fire, Katy999, ~Mary~, Viscountess Babbles-On, Mikee, Resa, moraco, lillie chan, Sela.
Faerie Angst: I love long-arsed reviews!
two2blue: this story doesn't go in depth into the Harry-Draco friendship. It's complicated and they weren't ever an item. I'll explain in short, their friendship was formed over knife point and that has influenced the way they treat each other. That's part of the back/side story.
Kaat ShadowLover: I'm so glad that someone finds Young!Severus portrayal close to being a real teenager. I was trying to do that. I don't think that anyone can grow up as cold and detatched as Severus is. Anyway, 'Tyler' doesn't favor any House but he is fairly intimidating and can come up with some creative and unique punishments. That's all you'll be able to get out of me.
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Chapter Seven: A Slashy Interlude
*The Past *
Harry made his way as quickly as possible toward his rooms. He was shocked at Snape's behavior. The Severus he had come to know would never do anything like that. His chambers were located on the first floor down a side corridor no one ever went down. He enjoyed them especially since they had an exit out of the castle and into one of the gardens that were scattered around the outside of the castle. He muttered the password and the door swung open. He didn't take in anything of his living room area, just headed straight for his bedroom. He had every intention of getting himself thoroughly drunk before collapsing into his bed. He would think about what had happened during the detention later.
Harry moved about his room pulling out a pair of his sleep pants before turning down the bed. He had just gotten his shirt off and had started on the fastenings of his dragonhide leather pants when a voice from behind him startled him.
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Severus Snape had never seen his bonded so flustered. He had seen all the other emotions, but never *flustered*. Harry hadn't even noticed that Severus was sitting in one of the padded chairs by the fire. He had appropriated the one to the left knowing that it was Harry's preferred chair. When he had gotten here he immediately headed straight for the cabinet that he knew Harry stored his liquor in and took out two brandy glasses before pouring a generous portion in each. He had finished two glasses himself before Harry had come back. Severus realized that he must have been supervising a detention. Severus had once again wondered when exactly he had shown up. Albus knew but didn't tell him the exact date he had been going. Severus had just been content to go see Harry so hadn't given it much thought at the time. After Harry came through the door and headed straight to his bedroom without looking around it had taken Severus a few minutes to determine that it could very well be the night before the Christmas holidays, the night of his detention with Professor Tyler. Severus was pleased that he had affected his 'former' professor a little bit. At the time it hadn't appeared as such. He decided that a little bit of revenge was in order. He stood and took Harry's brandy glass in one hand and headed to the bedroom door.
He opened the door as quietly as possible and looked at the man that stood with his back turned to him. He watched as the muscles of his back shifted under the skin as the shirt was removed. Severus watched as the snake of Harry's tattoo moved and loosened its grip on the shield. The snake then lifted its head and acknowledged the older man's presence. Movements of his tattoo used to be felt by the younger man. Harry however had lost his sensitivity to it within the first couple of months after having the tattoo done. Severus was really rather fond of it. When Harry's hands went down to the fastening of his pants, he gently cleared his throat alerting the other of his presence in a very Snapish way.
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"Professor Tyler?" It was the voice of the younger Severus Snape that made Harry almost jump out of his skin. Harry immediately stopped what he was doing. The boy must have followed him down to his rooms. Harry knew he wasn't paying as much attention to his surroundings as he should have. He mentally cursed himself as he pulled himself together enough to deal with the situation. Harry knew that if he turned around he might lose his resolve. Young Severus Snape while not beautiful or handsome in the conventional sense of the word was still compelling and Harry knew that to a point he was attracted to the boy. Compounded with the fact that he hadn't seen his Severus for three months made his resolve weak.
"Mr. Snape. I did tell you to vacate my classroom. That did not mean I gave you permission to join me in my rooms. Leave now."
"But Professor. I think-"
Harry still didn't turn around to look at the person he was talking to. "I'm not particularly interested in what you think. Leave now before I have to inform your Head of House." Harry heard the brush of feet against the carpet that covered the floor of his bedroom. He hoped that the boy behind him had listened to reason and left. He was proven wrong however as a hand and arm slipped around his waist. The hand was soft, showing that even at this age Severus must have spent most of his time with his potions. The touch felt just like his Severus' touch that Harry had to take multiple breaths to regain his composure. Harry tensed and tried to control the anger in his voice. He had never been as good as Severus was at coming across as totally indifferent. "Mr. Snape, I don't think that either of us will benefit from your Head of House or the Headmaster finding out about this. Get control of yourself and leave."
A body that was much better defined than a sixteen year old could possibly be was pressed against his back. Before he could take in the fact that the body was also taller than the young Severus Harry whipped around. "Mr. Snape-"
A raised eyebrow and an amused smirk on the face of *his* Severus broke his train of thought. "I thought that you were the one that instigated the rule that all surnames should be left outside of the bedroom." The warm laughing tone of the baritone voice slid over him calming his nerves. It didn't however help his anger. He placed his palms flat on the other man's chest and pushed.
"Severus! That was not funny in the least." Harry crossed his arms over his chest and turned his best glare on the older man.
"Actually I thought that it was extremely amusing." He paused and opened his arms, the brandy glass still safely cradled in one hand. "What no welcoming kiss? I've missed those."
Harry shook his head in response. "I'm annoyed with you."
"And I even went through all the trouble of pouring you a glass of brandy. Well since you're annoyed I guess you wouldn't want it so I'll just finish it off." Severus started to lift the glass to his lips but Harry grabbed it and downed the contents in one gulp. "Highly inappropriate. You only gulp drinks such as that god-awful scotch that your godfather insists on drinking or the firewhiskey that Draco and Weasley enjoy. You savor brandy."
"Hmph." Harry moved around Severus and walked out the door of the bedroom. Severus followed him as far as the bedroom door and watched as Harry poured himself an overly generous portion of brandy, picked up Severus' glass from the table by the fire and returned to the bedroom. He stopped at the doorway since Severus had not deigned to move out of his way. "Are you going to move, or are you going to stand there all night?"
"Oh I have no intention of standing here all night. I do, however, have every intention of making use of the large four poster bed behind me." Severus pulled his wand out of an inside pocket of his coat and cast a levitation spell on the two glasses of brandy. Harry released them to float above their heads and over to a table in the bedroom.
"That didn't answer my question about whether you were going to move or not."
"Perhaps." The only movement was a barely noticeable shrug of Severus' shoulders.
"Alright. What do I have to do to make you move?" Another slight shrug was his answer. Harry decided to just force his way through the doorway. He once again placed his hands against the other man and was about to push when Severus grabbed his wrists and moved them to encircle his neck before tugging out the leather thong that Harry had used to tie his hair back so it fell in messy waves around his face. He then moved his own to tighten around the younger man's waist.
"Much better. So did you miss me?"
Harry couldn't help himself, he laughed. "You're absolutely impossible." He leaned up and pressed his lips quickly against the other man's. "Yes. It's been unbearable. You, and Siri and-" Lips settled over his successfully stopping his statement. The kiss was slow and deliberate. Severus tugged Harry's bottom lip into his mouth and gently sucked. When he finally released Harry's lip he moved his own next to his lover's ear.
"I thought my rule was to never to say your godfather's name in the bedroom." The light brush of air against the shell of his ear made Harry shiver.
"Technically I'm not in the bedroom." The lips had started to kiss the sensitive spot right behind his ear but stopped when Harry made his statement. Before he knew what was happening Harry felt the body that he was leaning against shift backwards. He stumbled forward still in the arms of his lover.
"You are now." Severus ran his hands up Harry's back to his shoulders. He felt the tension in the muscles and decided that he should remedy that especially since he had probably caused it, one way or another. Moving his lips back to Harry's lips he initiated another kiss that was nothing like the first. This kiss was filled with passion and overtook them both. He guided them back to the bed and after breaking the kiss he pushed Harry down on to it. He looked down at the man sprawled haphazardly across the bed. Harry had propped himself up on his elbows, his left leg dangling over the edge of the bed his right bent at the knee and fallen to the side. A trail of hair started right below his navel and Severus followed it with his eyes until it disappeared underneath the top of his boxers. Harry had already undone the top two buttons of his pants before Severus had startled him earlier, and the pants had become even lower slung on his hips. Severus breathed in the smell of his lover; fresh air, sandalwood, and desire filled his nose. "God I've missed you." The man on the bed just smiled up at him.
"Join me."
Severus shook his head. "Roll over onto your stomach."
Harry raised both eyebrows before complying. He pulled himself up further on the bed and waited as he listened to the other man move around the room.
Severus had come prepared. He removed multiple vials from his various coat pockets. Five of them he dropped into the drawer of the bedside table. Those were the sleeping potions. Two more he set on the dresser across the room, the headache potions that Harry used. The last two he kept. One he set down on the top of the bedside table the other he put into his pants pocket. He shrugged out of the leather long coat that he was wearing and loosened the cuffs of his shirt before rolling up the sleeves. He took off his boots before climbing onto the bed and pulling the vial back out of his pocket. Unstoppering it the smell of almonds filled the room.
Severus moved to straddle Harry low over his hips. Pouring a small amount of the lotion onto his hand he started to rub his hands together warming it before placing his hands on Harry's back and then started to knead the muscles. Harry groaned as Severus started to work on his knotted shoulders. Severus ran his hands down the sides of Harry's back only pausing a moment to place a kiss on the tattoo that decorated his lover's back. Working on the muscles that surrounded Harry's spinal column he heard a contented moan from the man underneath him.
"Don't you dare go to sleep on me, Potter." A muffled noise was his only answer. "Excuse me?"
Harry moved his head to the side, keeping it pillowed on his arms. "Under you. And you aren't supposed to call me Potter. Sleep sounds nice though." The teasing voice reached Severus' ears.
"Sleep! You haven't seen me in months and you want to sleep? Fine by me." Severus moved so that he was lying next to the younger man.
"Well you shouldn't be so good at giving massages. It relaxes me too much." Harry shifted so that he was lying on his side facing Severus. He relaxed further into the familiarity of being with his bonded. He watched as Severus lifted a hand to trail along his side. "I love your hands." The hand reached the border of his pants and boxers and pushed them down before moving back up. Severus repeated the motion again before answering.
"Really?"
"Of course." The hand moved and a finger circled one of his nipples. Another finger joined in and the two pinched and twisted. When they finally released him Harry's eyes had started to glaze over. Harry licked his lips and watched as the hands went back to stroking his side. "I love watching your hands. I think that I always have." The hand stopped and wrapped around the back of his head, entangling in Harry's hair.
"You talk too much." Before Harry could protest Severus' lips once again descended upon his own. The older man took advantage and rolled them over so that Harry was underneath him. His lips trailed down Harry's neck and his mouth stopped at the junction where neck met shoulder and bit down. The body underneath him gasped but it turned into a moan as he licked and sucked the mark. He knew that Harry wouldn't be able to where the open necked shirts that he favored for the next few days.
Harry lifted his hands and started to undo the buttons of his lover's shirt. When all the buttons were undone he slipped his hands inside and ran his hands over Severus' chest. He pushed the shirt off and within moments they were both naked from the waist up. He pulled Severus' head back up so he could kiss the other man again. Severus had other plans and only allowed for his lips to be captured for a second. He kissed his way down Harry's chest to his nipples. He licked, bit and sucked before repeating his actions on the other one. Harry shifted restlessly under him and Severus continued downward. He trailed his lips down Harry's chest pausing at the navel to dip his tongue in and swirl it around. He once again moved his lips down until he reached the top of Harry's boxers.
Harry was slowly losing his mind and it was all Severus' fault. As Severus kissed, licked, and nipped his way down his body Harry could do nothing but moan and tangle his hands in his lover's hair. When Severus had reached his boxers and paused Harry let instinct take over. He pushed his hips up.
"Impatient aren't you?" Severus was answered with a grunt. "Articulate as always I see."
"Now who's talking to mu-" Harry was cut off as a hand slipped into his pants and grasped him.
"You were saying?" A moan escaped Harry's lips as the hand slowly stroked him. "That's what I thought." Severus' other hand started to work on the three remaining buttons of Harry's pants. When they had finally been undone Severus paused in him ministrations to divest his partner of the remainder of his clothing.
A long time later Harry stretched before curling into Severus' side.
Severus wrapped his arms around the other man and rested his head on top of Harry's head. "I still think that you're a cat in denial."
Harry chuckled before responding. "I haven't heard that in a while. Go to sleep Sev. I'm tired. We'll talk more before you have to leave." It seemed like just seconds passed before Severus heard the soft snores coming from his partner. Severus stayed up to think of all the things that had transpired during his sixth year that involved his Defense teacher. Severus hoped that 'Mr. Tyler' wouldn't come out any worse for wear when he returned to the time that he belonged to. It was a while before he let the sound of Harry's snores lull him to sleep.
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Harry woke in stages. He curled himself further into the warm body next to him. When he finally woke up he realized that Severus was already awake and reading one of Harry's books. It had been a potions book that he had borrowed from the library. It was one of Severus' favorites and Harry had taken it out to remind him of the other man.
"Good book?"
"I've read it before. It is a good discussion of the way certain ingredients react together. But then again I know that you were only asking to be nice." Severus pressed a kiss to the top of Harry's head. It was then that Harry realized that the other man had slipped on sleep pants.
"How do you do that? I never feel you get out of be, but you do it all the time."
Without looking up from the page Severus answered. "You sleep like the dead when you don't have to wake up at a moments notice."
Harry slipped out of the bed and grabbed his sleep pants and moved to the bathroom to brush his teeth. A few minutes later Harry returned and Severus put down his book. "What time do you have to leave?"
"In two or three hours. I refilled your sleeping potions last night. And I brought you some headache drafts. I set those on the dresser. Draco told me about your headaches."
"Bless you. I get the feeling that my headaches are just going to get worse. And the mild headache drafts that Poppy stocks just don't seem to work."
"We were pretty horrid as students I guess." Severus' answer caused Harry to recall last night before he had discovered that Severus had come to pay a visit. A hand grasping his arm shook him out of his thoughts. "Harry?" Severus' eyes were filled with concern. "What's wrong?"
"Oh sorry. I was thinking about the detention last night."
"Ah I recall that detention. I assume you were supervising my detention?"
Harry nodded his head in response and rubbed the bridge of his nose. Severus' hands traveled up Harry's arms to his shoulders where he turned the younger man until his back was to him. Then he started to knead the younger man's shoulders. "What possessed you?"
"Can't tell you that. I don't think that I was thinking. Hormones and whatnot. Although I will tell you that at sixteen last night wasn't one of the most enjoyable nights of my life."
"Meaning?"
"I must have sat on that floor for at least an hour practically in tears. I was so relieved when I realized how much time had past and you hadn't come back. I didn't think that I could face you." A half laugh escaped Severus' mouth.
"And you find this amusing?"
"Self deprecating humor I know. But I was an idiot at sixteen." Severus pressed his lips to Harry's temple. "Come on. I want to eat breakfast. I'm timing everything so that I will return right before classes. Besides Albus gave me a list of questions that he needs answers to." Harry allowed himself to be pulled out of the bedroom and into the living room. He knew that Severus didn't want to discuss the situation anymore. Harry couldn't blame him.
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As you can obviously tell this was the Rated R version. The NC-17 version is on the SnapexHarryML:
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The next chapter returns to pretty mild, so reading it here won't be a problem.
