Chapter 2 – The Mating

Severus felt that life could not get any better and his lover agreed with him. He wanted to get the mating ceremony done now so that Harry would be used to the main vampiric traits by the time that they were back at school. More than ever he just wanted him to have the summer – it was his only opportunity for peace.

He had seen Harry enjoying himself immensely since he had arrived at Severus' manor. If he was working on his potions, Harry would go upstairs and read in the library and Severus had to admit he had taste. The books he picked out were intelligent and recommended within pureblood circles. He had been so engrossed in his books he failed to see Severus staring at him for hours on end.

Severus straddled Harry and kissed him deeply, one hand on Harry's face and the other on Harry's back. He sank his fangs deep into the smooth expanse of flesh and blood oozed from the puncture wound. Harry whimpered as Severus bit into his neck, but as soon as Severus started drinking his blood he moaned. He felt on fire, it felt that good. He hardly felt Severus remove his fangs and lick the wound to seal it, as his eyes were closed and his breathing was shallow.

Severus pierced one of the veins in his wrist until the blood was running freely and put it to his lovers lips. Harry tasted the coppery substance in his mouth and to his surprise thought it was the best taste in the whole world. With every mouthful of blood he took in he could feel himself heating up. After a couple of minutes he felt every bone in his body move, as if everyone was reforming. He gritted his teeth; having been subjected to the cruciatus curse multiple times this was nothing. To distract himself he started sucking for more blood and felt himself getting a little turned on.

As if Severus could smell Harry's arousal he groaned. He knew that he would have to wait until Harry had finished feeding at least, he called for a house elf to bring up a muggle from the dungeons. Minutes later the house elf was back with a pop leaving the man lying there.

He brought the muggle over to Harry, and Harry, not caring about the pain he was causing, stuck his fangs into the exposed neck, sucking for all he was worth. Of course the muggle had to dry up sooner or later and amazingly Harry found himself full.

Severus kissed him repeatedly. He could not believe that this gorgeous young man had given him a chance and agreed to be his mate. As he kissed Harry he could feel the muscles flexing in the body under his own as the change occurred. Harry's hair got a little longer and his eyes became the colour of the killing curse as his vision corrected itself. Thankfully he didn't have his glasses on, otherwise it would have hurt. If anything Severus thought he looked even more gorgeous with the longer hair and no glasses.

Severus stripped and Harry feasted his eyes on the body that was revealed to him. Lean and hard, the scars littering it showed the many hardships that the other man had endured during his life. Harry thought it was the sexiest thing that he had ever seen even though others would not have thought so.

In seconds Severus was beside Harry on the bed, kissing him again. Everything melded into a long stream of sensation, and he was so entranced by the amazing feelings consuming him that he barely noticed as the other man removed all of his clothes too.

Severus was straddling him, and those hands grasped his own and pulled them above his head to stop them from further exploration. Lips, those wonderful lips, meandered down his throat, hovering over the point where his pulse was strongest where the potions master had bitten his originally, before continuing down. Severus returned his attention to Harry's pale neck. He forced himself to move slowly across Harry's skin showering the exposed flesh with licks, kisses and loving nips, relishing all the while in the quiet sounds of pleasure coming from his lover.

"So responsive" he whispered, taking one exposed nipple into his mouth, causing Harry to arch his back "And sensitive too" he added thoughtfully, turning his attention to the other nipple

As Harry felt Severus' lips moving soothingly over his flushed skin they were talking to him, murmuring things as they had in his fantasies, in that oh so sexy voice.

"So beautiful Harry. Want to touch you everywhere. Kiss you. Taste you."

That tongue flicked over a navel and he arched into the contact, desperately wanting more. However, his lover pulled away and moved on, brushing back and forth over his stomach.

"You're mine. All mine. You belong to me. I'll keep you for eternity."

His hands were released as Severus nuzzled at the base of his cock and they slowly moved of their own accord to entwine in his lover's hair, encouraging the action.

"You're mine!"

'Oh Merlin, so hot, so wonderful'. And those hands. Those hands were everywhere, doing to most amazing things. He could not help bucking his hips up in an attempt to gain more contact. Just as the world was threatening to fade into a glorious vision of sparkles, Severus pulled away. Harry loudly groaned his disappointment. He was only aware that the amazing mouth was gone, and he could not think of anything beyond that.

He opened his eyes as he heard a soft chuckle near his ear. Severus was leaning over him, supported by an elbow, and as Harry gazed into those onyx eyes, he saw love and could not help but gaze at him, lost in those eyes. He reached up to try and bring his lover down to him.

"You are mine now aren't you?" So eager."

Severus leaned down to press their lips together again, and Harry kissed him back enthusiastically wanting more. This thought was one that he actually felt able to articulate using his currently extremely limited vocabulary.

"Bind us together forever, in mind, body and soul" Severus said, as he bit into Harry's neck where the wound had just closed from his mating bite.

"More, more" he muttered, running his hands over every part of the other man's back and butt that he could reach. He liked feeling the muscles tense under his inquisitive fingers.

"More?" was repeated back to him

He nodded and his legs were nudged apart. Severus settled his body in between them, and began to thrust against him. Harry felt as though he could fly with the sensations pouring into him, at the tension being created low in his body by the marvellous friction. Then, he felt a slick finger moving down the cleft of his buttocks, caressing the opening that was found there, and he moaned again. He was not sure if he would ever stop moaning. Then, as Severus' mouth returned to his, the finger gradually probed into him. At first it felt weird but as it tenderly stroked inside him he cried out as it hit a spot that made him see stars and he was begging for more again.

"I'm going to take you and make you mine forever."

The three fingers that had somehow found their way inside him were removed

"Open your eyes Harry"

He dragged his eyes open. 'When had they fallen shut?' Severus' face hovered just above his, and, as that wicked mouth returned to torment his own he felt a greater pressure where the fingers had been, a pressure that slowly increased as it slid inside. For a moment it was too much, and it hurt. He let out a small whimper, and felt a hand stroke calmingly over his chest and stomach as that mouth pressed little kisses along his throat again.

"Alright?" came the voice

He nodded, writhing slightly as the pressure continued until Severus was fully sheathed inside him. When he shifted to get more comfortable, Severus took it as a sign to continue and began moving in him. They were little movements to start with and then harder thrusts as Harry began to feel sparks of pleasure going down his spine. He moved his knees to grip Severus' waist and felt the movement inside him become even deeper, the feelings growing more intense and overwhelming.

His eyes stayed open, and he watched as his lover began to loose control, began to grunt, pant and moan Harry's name, something that almost made Harry come. Then, Severus' wonderful, skilful hand moved to his cock, and pleasure that eclipsed the scope of dreams descended on him. A few thrusts later and he came in an explosive climax. Not long afterwards Severus followed, kissing Harry deeply as he shuddered in passion. They collapsed onto the bed and Severus pulled him close, murmuring a cleaning spell as he did so.

Harry fell asleep finally enjoying the comfort of being held whilst he slept. After the experience he had just had he felt so loved and he never wanted that to change. His mind kept repeating what Severus had said to him like a mantra 'You're mine!'

He was now Severus' forever and that thought made him giddy with happiness. He was determined to enjoy ever second of the eternity that awaited him. (After all, he had sixteen years to make up for – sixteen years of comfort that is.) He would have given up everything for Severus and in a way he had. He would have pretended that he did not know about their betrayal. Now that he had Severus he knew he had the strength to do anything. With Severus at his side, he knew he would be able to fulfil the prophecy and live life as he wanted to.