Disclaimer: I steal.
Warnings: Angst! Slash!
Small Words
Severus feels like not just his body but his mind too shivers by the boy in his lap, who moves with such desperate fierceness. "Draco" he rasps, and forces the boy to stop with an intense look.
"Draco," he repeats, one hand falling, caressing down the boy's back and halting at his ass. "Have you ever done this before?" he finally asks.
Their eyes lock. The boy's face is cold, unreadable, and his eyes are so frozen they chill Severus to his bones.
The trance breaks when his arms are full of a scalding boy and Draco's face is buried against his neck, whispering words that burns. "Please... take me... take me... don't let me go. Please don't let me go."
He feels like the night is endless around him. The late hour seeps into him and sucks away his breath with things he don't want to know.
Severus closes his eyes and whispers small words into the cold void. "Shh," he breathes. "Shh... I won't ever let you go."