Chapter Five
"What choice brought you to me?" Severus turned away, trying to hide his shame. But all lay bare to his mate and it made him feel dirtier, especially as he stood in the lavish bedroom. "Severus. Why do you turn from me?"
"I am sorry. I couldn't stop it. I'm sorry." Tears fell from the broken man, so sure it was over.
"Never have I seen you this broken. You belong to me! I chose you! I marked you! I claimed you! You're mine!"
Hope flared in Severus' heart, "I-I thought..."
A dark chuckle came from behind himas gentle hands stripped him of his tattered robes, caressing the scars coveringhis back. "You thought wrong. You gave in to me. My mark is well-known. He was shown when I chose you as my consort, then my mate."
Severus felt the taller form mold itself to his back, arms wrapping tightly around him. Since his capture he had hated another's touch. But his mate's touch made everything feel safe and comfortable. "Yes, mine. Always mine." Severus was led to a large bed in the middle of the room, pressed down into the thick blankets behind the sheer curtains. "Sleep, my Little One."
/"Little One?"
Young Severus Snape jumped, dropping a few library books from Hogwarts Library. A chuckle caused him to glare darkly, "Don't do that!"
Shadows parted to allow their Dark Prince entrance. "I have news. I shall be crowned Lord soon."
"You're leaving." Severus turned away, fighting against his emotions, pretending to search for more books.
The other man smirked as he gathered the few booksfrom the floor, setting them upon the shelf at his Little One's side. "No, my consort." Severus brightened at those words, turning back to face his Prince as he was pulled close. "I shall be here as you wish. I want you. At my side. In my bed. As my life-mate."
Severus inhaled sharply, "Your mate?"
"Yes. You shall bear my mark. Is it what you wish, my Little One?"
Severus whimpered as hot hands roamed beneath his robes, caressing his bare back. "Please." He also gave a consenting nod.
"Yes. Mine. My mate." Demanding lips captured begging ones as throaty sounds vibrated from Severus' throat.
Pleasure spiked through Severus' body, threatening to overload his senses. Heated warmth shot across his back. "Please."
"Soon, Little One, soon." The Dark Prince enjoyed feeling his mate's body rub against his. And would enjoy it more when he took his pleasure of claiming such a willing body. Using his magic, the shadows darkened around them, allowing them privacy from curious and prying eyes.
Severus mewed softly as his soon-to-be mate lowered them to the rug covered floor. He never questioned the disappearance of their clothing, only begging for more pleasure. Nor did he care that they were still within the confines of the Hogwarts Library. "You belong to me now, my Little One." Severus cried out as his lover pushed into his begging body and as pleasured pain flared through his back./
"Mine, Severus. You belong to me." And Severus cried out, just as he had so long ago upon the library floor. His dreamed memory had become a reality as his body arched upwards, begging silently with pleasure. He pushed further into his mate's body.
"Please!" heopenly begged. His cries only quieted when demanding lips crushed against his own. Pleasure had returned, showing him that pain didn't need to linger. "Please!" He arched into the pleasing thrusts, knowing his mate wouldn't viciously harm him. The only pain he would receivewas from the flaring marks upon his back as they burned with each rising wave, only to crash in blinding sparks of release and screams.
"Mine. My mate." Those words were whispered into his ear as his chest heaved for air, heart racing to calm down.
