Behind Closed Doors 2
By: yaoicoveness
Disclaimer: The characters are by no means mine, but the plot bunnie is. I love bunnies.
Warnings: Violence.
Rating: R(low R)
NOTE: I have decided to combine this story with another one I have written called
Neck Line. I hope you enjoy, and now on with the show.
The Beatings came more frequently now. The bruises and cuts where becoming hard to cover up. He was sure that his wrist was broken this time.
Sitting up he made sure he was alone. The last time he thought he was alone and tried to leave the marks from the beating he received didn't go away for a week.
Sliding off the side of the bed he made his way over to his cloths. Putting them one slowly, trying to move his wrist as little as possible. Finally dressed he made his way down the halls to his own room, he wouldn't be teaching today.
Coming back into an empty room was not what Remus was expecting. His little butterfly had run away again. He reflected on the blows thrown that night, the look of pain and the blood, the sounds of the fragile wrist breaking under his fingers.
Lying down on the bed he thought about it, about how Severus had just taken it and not fought back at all. Well other then to defend the bandage around his neck at all costs. He wondered what secret was concealed beneath the white cloth.
He could always feel the glamour's on his skin, hiding the marks he made, and possibly more. He knew he shouldn't feel bad, but he just couldn't do it anymore. He should just stop fighting himself, that way he wouldn't have to hurt Severus.
Slowly he undid the tie around his neck, exposing the painful mark. Running his fingers over it, he felt the call of the maker. It was time to try and cover the marks as best he could. His wrist still sore from the healing wouldn't work as well as he would have liked.
Apperating to the manor house he walked cautiously inside. Even if he had proven his loyalty he still felt the need to be weary. The splendor of the manor always amazed him, looking at the sculpted marble in wonder; he didn't register the steps of the other until it was too late.
"Hello butterfly. How are you this evening?" Lucius questioned nipping at the space below Severus' right ear.
Severus didn't answer, instead he leaned his head so that Lucius could continue his work on his neck.
Lucius smiled pulling Severus into his arms. "Shall we go someplace a little more privet then the entryway?"
Severus nodded. He knew whether or not he answered the result would be the same.
Leading the younger of the two through the house Lucius brought Severus to his bed room, well one of them at least.
Pushing him down Lucius undid the tie around Severus neck and smiled cruelly. He loved this mark more then anything else. Leaning down he gave the mark a lick.
Severus moaned and arched up. "Strip Severus." The command was spoken into his skin. Severus nodded; leaning up on his elbows he started to undo the buttons, or at least tried. His wrist flared up in pain causing him to cry out.
Lucius gave him a strange look. He hadn't done anything to him yet, he shouldn't be crying out in pain. Reaching out Lucius took a hold of Severus' wrist. He felt the unevenness of the bone being mended below the skin. "How did this happen?" He questioned.
Severus couldn't meet his eyes to answer the question. "It was an accident."
"Really?" Lucius didn't sound very convinced.
"Yes." Severus said, his eyes looking down at his wrist in Lucius' hand.
"I don't believe you. Look me in the eye and say it."
Severus looked up; he could feel tears stinging his eyes. Look Lucius in the eyes he uttered "It was an accident."
Lucius didn't look satisfied. Letting go of Severus wrist he leaned back. Taking his wand he cast a spell that stripped Severus' and then a powerful anti glamour. Letting his eyes travel down Severus' body he took in the damage that was revealed
Lucius' face betrayed his control. Severus could tell that he wasn't ahppy.
"Who did this?" Lucius asked running his hand over the damaged man.
"I can't tell." Severus said. "It will only make things worse."
The two of them sat there in silence, neither one wanting to make the first move. So there in the quiet of the room more secrets where revealed and made, behind closed doors.
Tbc…?
Owari
Again depending on my mood and the response to this it will be continued or not.