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Challenge—Without You

Chapter Three

The stars gleam

Severus Snape pushed a stray lock of his long, stringy, black hair out of his face. He didn't like waiting. Night was starting to set in all around him and sitting in one of taller towers he was freezing. He looked around, growing angry at the fact that the other man wasn't there to meet him.

The door to the tower opened and in stepped a boy, younger than himself by a few years, with long dark hair and hazel eyes. He grinned, a wide thin lipped grin, before sliding into a seated position beside Severus.

"Do you have any idea how hard it is for a third year to get up here? You're so damn lucky that you're a fifth year. And a bloody prefect." The boy turned away scowling.

"Regulus, don't make me angry with you. The Dark Lord is angry enough at you for the both of us already." Severus glared slightly at the younger Black.

"Oh. So this is a business meeting. I was hoping it was a pleasure rendezvous. I really don't want to discuss the Dark Lord. I know he's pissed, believe me I do. Make me feel better?" Regulus pouted, but his eyes gleamed with mirth. Severus knew that Regulus was used to getting what he wanted and it was no surprise. No one could resist the Black family's eyes, although both Sirius and Regulus didn't have the traditional black eyes.

"Please don't do this, Regulus. I thought we talked about this." Severus knew he was pleading the wrong person. The fight hadn't even started and he had already lost.

"Yes, we did discuss this. So you wanna do my brother? That's nice. I want you, he doesn't. You know I can do a great Sirius impression. Do you wanna see it?" Severus turned away, unable to stared at Regulus eyes, gleaming with schemes and badly hidden malice.

"Stop it! I told you, we're through!" His eyes screwed up tightly with pent up anger and lust. "I can't do this anymore. I can't. Listen, I'm here to talk business. The Dark Lord is angry with you for backing out. He isn't going to let you live."

"But you know I don't care about him, or his stupid plans. I joined because my parents wanted me to. I joined the Death Eaters be closer to you. I don't care about them. I want you." Regulus crawled towards Severus, looking deep into his black eyes.

The poets dream

He dipped his head into Severus's crotch, pulling the button out of the hole, and pulling the zipper down with teeth. "I'll do you for free. No charge, not like everyone else." He reached his head down again and breathed on Severus's growing erection. Severus Snape wore no underwear. He extended his tongue slowly, watching Severus, making sure Severus was watching his every move. He lowered his head slowly, still locking eyes with Severus. He licked Severus's cock slowly, one single lick, taking more time than he needed.

"Ah—no!" Snape gasped, trying to push backwards away from the boy sprawled across his legs. His arms were pinned behind him by a well-timed curse and he swore as Regulus nuzzled his erection, causing a throaty moan to emanate from him.

He swirled his tongue around the head of it, slowly, taking the tip of it his mouth, sucking at the smallest bit, and pausing to look expectedly at Severus's face. He waited for the noise that Severus was trying to hold back. It finally tore from his throat, a large moan and a gasp of breath. Satisfied, Regulus continued. He slowly started licking and sucking up the length of the older man's cock, until it was completely within his mouth. Severus was panting and moaning from waves of pleasure he couldn't seem to ignore.

Regulus swallowed, creating suction in his mouth. He grinned when Severus thrust his hips towards Regulus's mouth. He removed his mouth fast.

"I won't do anything more unless you beg me." Regulus grinned as Severus started crying, painfully hard with nothing to do about it unless he admitted that he really wanted Regulus. He tried to find some friction, but there was none.

"Please!" Severus cried, giving in.

Regulus smiled, and again lowered his head into Severus's crotch. He took Severus's erection into his mouth all at once and Severus gasped, arching his back and thrusting his hips towards Regulus. He sucked, and licked, and even nipped until he felt Severus was about to orgasm. Again he removed his mouth.

"Do you really want it? You have to really want it, and I'll give it to you. But you have to beg me to, Severus."

Severus doubted he could say anything coherent. He tried to form words, but they only came out as a pained whimper. Finally he managed to murmur the word "ple . . . ase . . .?"

Regulus grinned and again took Severus inside his mouth. This time he sucked forcefully and purposefully and he could feel Severus's erection beginning to weep inside his mouth. He sucked harder and tried not to grin as Severus lost control, and screaming, came in his mouth.

Severus slowly reawakened to the world. He zipped up his pants absently and looked around for Regulus. He found the youngest Black sitting cross-legged at his right. He turned towards the deviant third year.

"So, was that worth three galleons or what?"

"I have a mission tonight, Regulus." Severus sat up, rubbing his head. It ached painfully. He didn't want to do his mission. He didn't want to do anything after that experience. He didn't want to hurt Regulus.

"Take me with you?" No, no, no! He shouldn't come with! If he didn't then he wouldn't have to do the mission. Oh please no!

" . . . All . . . All right . . ."

The journey into the forbidden forest was painful. The way Regulus's eyes were following his every move, asking questions he couldn't put into words. Severus Snape was not in love with Regulus Black, but he could feel his heart break with every unasked question. He didn't mind pain; he had become accustomed to pain in the Dark Lord's services. This was not that pain. It was a pain that lodged itself deep inside his heart, a pain he couldn't find to wipe out.

"I love you, Sev."

"You don't know what love means."

"I do know what love means. I love you."

"I . . . "

"I know you don't love me and I'm okay with that. Are you going to kill me?"

"Yes. It's my order. I can't . . . "

"I know."

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Sirius cried out in frustration. "God dammit! It's bad enough he whores himself around, but then he had his customers send me his fucking money to give to him! What the fuck? Where is that bastard, I'm gonna kick his arse into next buggerin' week!" Sirius looked over to the Slytherin table, but in his usual spot next to Severus Snape, there was no Regulus. He paused, staring. Sirius noticed the tear stains on Snape's face. He knew that wasn't good. Oh god, what had happened?

"Maybe he just hexed himself, the dumb bastard. I bet he'd in the Hospital Wing. Or he slept in . . ." Sirius was becoming hysteric, breathing heavy and talking fast. Remus tried to say something to Sirius, but before he could, Dumbledore stood before all the tables looking grim.

He said that he needed to speak with them about a most tragic and important event, Sirius could hear his heart pounding. No. It couldn't be. Regulus wasn't . . . couldn't be . . . but Dumbledore merely looked at him with eyes of pity, and Sirius ran out of the hall, with a cry of, "No!"

The eagles fly without you