Friendship and Beyond 45/?

Rated: R contains mentions of rape and torture, although not actual scenes. Possible HP/SS in later chapters, also HG/RW.

Authors Notes: I do not own Harry Potter or it's characters, that would be JKR. Subject matter not for children, although nothing too graphic, but be careful when reading just to be on the safe side.

A First Kiss and General Confusion

Harry watched Severus cautiously for a reaction to his affirmation, waiting nervously ready to flee at the least provocation. After a few long moments where Severus merely stared at him doing his best guppy impression, Harry realized that Severus wasn't going to answer him, taking this to mean 'get out of my sight you insolent brat before I hex you into oblivion,' Harry got up and made his way unsteadily to the door, his eyes clouded by tears he refused to let fall.

"I am sorry, Professor." Harry mumbled abashed at his own reaction and the misery he felt at Severus' rejection. "I won't bother you again sir."

Having turned back around, Harry did not see Severus move to action from behind him, sweeping towards the clueless teen silently. He was therefore startled when Severus grabbed him from behind without warning. As he was forcibly turned toward the 'irate' man Harry couldn't control the minute shaking of his body, nor the tiny whimper that escaped his parched throat. Expecting all manner of responses, from the physical to an acidic tongue-lashing the likes of which he'd never seen, Harry was shocked when Severus spoke in a gentle teasing tone of voice.

"What have I told you about calling me 'sir?'" Severus asked softly, caressing the top of Harry's hair, where his head was ducked below him. He did not have long to wait before what he said got across to the upset teen, as Harry snapped his head up to stare at Severus. Harry's eyes were a storm of emotions, all bleeding onto his expressive face; the most prevalent however was hope. His emerald eyes had grown so large in his face as Severus continued to stroke down one soft cheek that he looked rather like that annoying house-elf, Dobby.

"Um… Not too." Harry answered hoarsely, moving into Severus' warm palm nuzzling his face as close as he could without being obvious.

"Exactly." Severus all but crooned. "I am afraid you shall need to be punished for your disobedience, Harry."

"Punished?" Harry squeaked out in a high-pitched voice.

"Punished." Severus reiterated with a soft growl for emphasis as he moved even closer to Harry. Still a head taller than the Seventh year, Severus grabbed him by the shoulders and pulled him snugly against his own over-heated body. As Severus bent down slowly towards Harry's confused face he found the presence of mind to reassure the man. "If you do not feel comfortable with this… punishment, tell me so and I will stop. Is that clear?"

"Y-yes, sir."

It only took a slightly raised eyebrow for Harry to correct his mistake.

"Yes, Severus."

"Very well." Severus murmured reassuringly as he closed the remaining distance between them placing his lips gently upon Harry's.

Severus kept the kiss chaste when he felt Harry startle, ready to pull away if he seemed to be scaring the younger man unduly. Instead he was reassured when Harry hesitantly put his arms around Severus' waist pulling Severus flush against him. From there Harry began hesitantly licking at Sev's bottom lick causing the Potion Master to moan softly into Harry's mouth, gently pushing his own tongue against Harry's. Content to take thing at Harry's own pace Severus continued to lick and prod at Harry's opening, feeling the moist cavern only slightly, teasingly, as he kissed Harry's lips tenderly. What the kiss lacked in outright passion, it more than made up for in warmth and restrained heat.

Severus made a slight move to pull away from the embrace causing Harry to murmur disapprovingly and pull Sev tightly against him, trapping the bigger man in his steel-like arms. When Severus continued to pull his head away, Harry let him reluctantly move away. Severus was watching as Harry's lust fogged eyes opened to look softly into his own.

"Stay." Harry ordered softly, looking greatly unsure of himself for the first time since he entered the office that night. Severus' stern exterior melted a bit under attack from the love he saw in Harry's eyes and Severus pulled him close once again so that Harry's head was pillowed securely on his shoulder.

"I am not going any where, luv." Severus answered, seemingly unaware of the endearment as he moved once again towards Harry's soft welcoming mouth. "Not going anywhere."