Chapter Ten: Sinful Experimentation

Harry tried to shake off the dreamy haziness from his mind. However, the fuzzy feeling refused to leave. He looked down at himself and then at Severus' face. Seeing the flushed expression on the man's face made him heat up from within, and he blushed furiously. The things that he had done to Severus flashed in his mind quite vividly. It did not help that his arse was burning in reminder.

I wanted to talk ... why did this happen? He groaned, feeling ashamed. Bloody hell ... why didn't I think first? He had only wanted to tease Severus – he hadn't counted on himself losing control like this. Damn it. Surely Severus was going to think that he was a slut ... or something…. He opened his mouth to speak, but words failed him. Severus seemed preoccupied with flexing his fingers and brushing his thumbs against Harry's hipbones.

"Uh ... Severus?" Obsidian eyes slowly lifted to stare at him. Damn ... what in the hell should I say? 'Thank you – this had relieved our bodies a great deal?' "Uhmmmm ... I wanted to talk to you, actually..." he said in a weak voice and braced himself upward. He gasped, when Severus tightened his grip on his hips. "W-wait..." He looked at Severus pleadingly. "We should talk."

"Then talk," Severus said softly. He was quite determined about not letting Harry move.

His stomach was rolling about. His heart was thumping fast in his chest. His skin was hot. His groin was on fire, stoked by the fingers tracing circles on his flesh. His eyes were drawn to the pair of obsidian eyes, gazing at him lazily.

"The irrevocable oath." Getting those words out of his own mouth felt like a chore.

"What about it?" Severus asked in a disinterested manner.

The younger man straddled on his lap blushed and fidgeted when a hand carelessly stroked him.

"Se-Severus, stop it. I need to talk."

"I do not have to stop for you to talk," the wizard said smugly.

"Ugh!" Harry closed his eyes. Try as he might, he could not stop his body from arching into the touch. "It is an oath of protection," he said breathlessly.

"And?"

"It gives you a certain – uhhh! – amount of protection against powerful spells." He leaned forward and breathed heavily into Severus' ear. The older wizard rewarded him with a stimulating nip on his collarbone. "The way it works ... uhmmm ... I will still be able to protect you even if I'm dead."

"And why had you offered me that?" Severus murmured against his shoulder.

"I don't know ... ah!" He panted harshly, as Severus started to thrust into him. "It seemed like a good idea … at the time."

"One of these days," Severus' voice was dark and husky, "your ... good ideas ... will put you to your death."

"Severus." Harry felt weak all over. He bared his throat, enjoying the feel of Severus' lips nipping and sucking his throat, and shamelessly rocked himself into Severus' experimental hand.

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