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Chapter 9

Wedding Invitation

You are cordially invited to attend the wedding of

Professor Sirius Black

and

Professor Severus Snape

Wedding ceremony will take place on Midday September 30th in the Great Hall at Hogwarts

School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.

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It had been a hectic two weeks. The new school term had started and the students were greeted with the shocking news that wedding of two Hogwarts' teachers taking place at the end of the month. They were even more shocked at who exactly was getting married; life-long arch enemies Sirius Black and Severus Snape.Many studentswere more than a little heartbroken at the coming nuptials of the Order's most handsome bachelor.

However, a number were slowly coming to appreciate the loss of Professor Snape. No longer protected by the potion, he found it immensely irritating having students gazing up adoringly at him during his lessons.

Before the news of their engagement became common knowledge, Sirius and Severus met with Harry and his closest friends. However, any anxiety either of them felt about revealing their new-found relationship proved groundless and all were happy that both had managed to find love after so many years of sadness and heartache.

Severus lazily stroked Sirius' shoulder length, chocolate brown curls as they lay together on the couch in his room whilst he read. Sirius' head was resting on his chest and Snape couldn't recall a time when had felt as contented this. His mind wandered from his book as he perused his memories, failing miserably. Images of his life flashed through, nope, still nothing.

"Have you listened to anything I've said in the last ten minutes?" In his mind's eye, his lover appeared in front of him, looking directly at him in the memory that he had no business being in. Occlumency, was a magical art that he was an expert in, however in his reverie, he had let his guard down and Sirius had crept in, wanting attention.

Sirius, like the demanding dog he was, didn't like to be ignored.

"Nope." Snape said happily, returning to his surroundings. "I was far too busy thinking about how happy I am at this minute in time."

"Okay, I forgive you when you put it like that." Sirius took his hand and pressed a lovingly kiss against the palm.

"I've been thinking and I wanted to ask you something." Severus shifted in an effort to sit up. Sirius, moved over off his chest, allowing him to manoeuvre himself up. He then rolled onto his back and watched Snape carefully.

He looked nervous and that didn't sit well with Black.

"Okay, 'fess up." He said lightly.

"I…er..um. I was wondering what we're doing about our names. I mean, once we're married." His eyes shifted around the room, looking everywhere but at Sirius.

"I don't mind. We can keep our own names if that what's worrying you."

"Well, I was wondering if you would mind if we didn't. Keep our own names I mean."

He hadn't really thought about changing his name and taking on his husband's. Despite the disreputable nature of his family, he had always been proud of the Black name.

But what the hell, onwards and upwards to new beginnings. He loved this man with all of his being and anything that made him happy was worth doing.

"I would be proud to take the name Snape when we wed." He said with feeling.

"Damn it to hell Sirius, I wouldn't inflict that on my worst enemy, never mind on the man I love! No, what…what I was getting at was…would…would you mind if I took your name." He asked brokenly.

"Ha! Do you really think that Hogwarts is ready for two professor Blacks?" He joked unthinkingly.

Severus looked crestfallen at this, taking it as a negative answer. Sirius could only guess at the myriad of thoughts that were crossing his mind at that moment. He probably though that his half-blood background wasn't considered good enough to bear the Black name.

The expression in his eyes filled him with sadness. This stupid man, who had just declared his undying love for him, still doubted the depth and sincerity in which Sirius reciprocated those feelings. So much so that he was afraid he wouldn't want his husband to take his family name.

He levered himself up and rounded him, so that they were looking directly at each other. His hands cupped his face reverently, in a bid to hold his gaze, knowing instinctively he would attempt to pull away. In his pride, even he still avoided intimacy.

"I'm joking Sev and it was incredibly thoughtless of me." Sirius cleared his throat, feeling more than a little uncomfortable himself for what he was about to do but realising it was completely necessary.

"I Sirius Black, last heir to the noble and most ancient house of Black, ask if you, Severus Snape, will take my name once we are married?"

The lump in Snape's throat prevented him from speaking; he could only nod his acceptance and for the first time in their burgeoning relationship, he initiated a kiss, almost to seal their agreement. His lips were clumsy at first and he could feel the raw emotion in them as they trembled slightly against his own. The tenuous connection didn't last and he quickly ended it.

The mood altered and lightened somehow. Sirius reluctantly released him from their embrace.

"Besides, you're not the only one who's been preoccupied with other things. I've thinking about other things. And before that twisted like mind of yours starts concocting all kinds of weird scenarios, I have been thinking about how best I shall make love to you on our wedding night."

"I wouldn't have thought you'd have to think very hard about that, what with all of the practise you had over the years." Sirius didn't fail miss the hardness that crept into Severus' voice.

He was jealous!

In the past, he'd never found jealousy a particularly attractive trait in his lovers but a warm feeling suffused him when he thought of Severus being jealous. It demonstrated the depth of his feelings for him and he found that strangely endearing. They hadn't even bonded yet and yet their love was growing stronger as each day passed.

He thought about his feelings towards Severus and he tried to imagine how he would feel if their roles were reversed and his lover was the one to have a promiscuous past.

An unconscious growl rumbled from deep within his chest. Hot bile rose, as he fought to suppress its ascent.

"Sirius, you're scowling." Snape said worriedly.

Before his mind caught up, his animal instinct propelled him towards his mate with lightening fast reflexes. They tumbled backwards onto the sofa and Sirius pinned him flat. Severus was unable to move, whilst he submitted him to a blistering kiss, as he branded him as his property.

Mine.

His mouth moved across to his cheek and he bit down hard. He tasted the warm coppery fluid on his tongue as he purposefully licked it.

Mine

He was marking his territory.

He began to nip and nibble his lover's neck, whilst grinding his now bulging erection against Severus' thigh. He thrust back and forth, stimulating himself with no thought to the man beneath him.

Mine

He was perilously close.

"Mine." He said out loud.

He continued to thrust against him in this primeval act.

"Yours. Always and forever yours." Severus whispered.

Sirius writhed in ecstasy, bucking wildly as his lover's words tipped him over the edge in a glorious climax. His head reared back and he howled his satisfaction.

Together, they panted in unison, neither unable to understand how it had come about.

"Oh my God. Sev, your face. I am so sorry!" As he noticed the deep bite mark on his mate's face.

"It's okay. It doesn..."

"It's not okay!" He cut him off. "I hurt you."

"It doesn't hurt as much as the broken nose you gave me other week." Severus said wryly. "Besides, I kind of liked it. You could say it's a love-bite. And it certainly doesn't hurt as much as that." His eyes dropped, indicating to his own massive erection that strained against his trousers.

Sirius instinctively moved to touch it, wanting to relieve his sexual tension. But Snape quickly moved before he could touch it.

"No. If you do I'll come and the bonding will occur. I'd rather we wait until we can do it properly on our wedding night. I want it to be special not just through a quick frustrated fumble."

Sirius grinned, an idea forming in his mind.

"What about if you took care of it yourself? I mean, it doesn't count if you do it, does it? I won't touch you I swear but could I just...watch." His eyes shone with lust, "Shit Severus, let me watch you touch yourself." He begged.

He relaxed back on the couch and his eyes half closed in arousal. He reached down and slowly unbuttoned his pants. Sirius could see that the fabric of his briefs was stretched unbelievably taut. He looked huge.

Aware of his lover's appraisal, he decided to tease him a little, something which was out of character for Severus. But not tease him too much, as to excited him out of control.

Snape slipped his hand into his underwear and stroked his hardness. He watched Sirius through hooded eyes, striving desperately to get a better vantage point and watch the spectacle.

He doubted he would be able to maintain the show for long. He was just too aroused. He slowly peeled his briefs down and his cock sprang free from its confinement.

He heard Sirius gasp.

He was inwardly pleased that he also had the power to make this beautiful man groan in lust. He knew he was relatively well endowed. His body hadn't developed until his late teens and like any normal young man, he'd compared his size to that of his peers in the communal showers and they had frequently come up short in that area. None of it mattered in the end though, as the Aversionum potion has put paid to him getting any action.

Severus stroked his shaft slowly. His thumb would occasionally drift across the head and he would groan in pleasure.

"Tell me what you're thinking about Sirius, whilst you're watching me wank." He asked out of character.

He had never heard or even thought that Severus could so bold and adventurous. He wanted him to share in his pleasure, the only way that was possible at this time. He wanted him to talk dirty to him as he pleasured himself.

No problem. He simply told him the truth.

"I was just thinking what you'd taste like Sev. I'm wondering how much of you I can swallow and how deep I could get you in." Sirius noticed how the speed and depth of his strokes increased.

He was going to come and soon. Just the right words would no doubt send him spiralling into orgasm. He leaned forward, not touching him, just close enough to whisper.

"I want to know if I asked you to, would come in my mouth."

It was enough. Snape's hips jerked forward, his back arching like a bow. Milky white fluid shot silently from the tip and lubricating his hand as he continued to pump his shaft furiously.

His strokes eventually slowed and his body relaxed in the afterglow. He tiredly turned his head to look and Sirius.

"Thank you. It's never been like that before."

"I should hope not."

He moved to hold him.

"No! I really don't know when it's safe for us to touch again without initiating the bonding spell and there are no clear timings or guidelines."

"Go and freshen up. I'll say just one thing though. Thank Merlin, there are only three days left until the wedding. After today, my resolve has taken a severe blow."