Lentesco

Thank you to my dear reviewers - Ann, you're right, in canon Luc is 6 years older than Sev. That's my bad for not checking the Lexicon. However, as I needed a villain Luc fits the bill nicely, so in this he's actually three school years ahead of Sev (Luc's in 7th year, whilst Sev's in 4th.)



Sorry about the delay in updating, but I decided as it's nearly Spring (!) to do the big clear out and chucked my old desks (which meant dismantling the computer for three days - I nearly went insane!). Still, we're back up and running now! SP



*Awoot* SMUT alert *Awoot*



See Poohbear74 - I have promised smut, and it does appear!



Lentesco – Chapter Sixteen



“Severus?” It was during potions, and Severus was bending over his cauldron, frowning at the mixture, wondering why it was taking so long to change colour, as Aidan’s had already shifted from purple through pink, and was heading towards clear. The black haired boy was glowering angrily.



“How are you doing that?” he snarled.



Aidan smiled softly, before adding, “Try a clockwise stir after every seventh counter-clockwise stir.” He looked over at the boy’s copy of ‘Advanced Potion Making’. “Hang on,” he said, “isn’t this a NEWT level potion?”



Snape nodded, “Yes, but this is an advanced class.”



Aidan shrugged before turning back to his own cauldron. He noticed Severus trying his idea, and when it worked, saw the boy bend over the book and start scribbling.



“Severus?” Aidan tried again, this time the other seemed more ready to listen. “I don’t know how much longer I’m going to be here…”



Snape’s face showed his horror. “You’re getting worse? But you seem fine! What is that potion for, then?”



“It’s only delaying the inevitable,” Aidan said, sadly, pulling a vial from his pocket and drinking. “Anyway,” he went on, after grimacing, “I wanted to ask if maybe you could spend an evening with me?”



Severus looked at the other, his face expressionless. Aidan lifted an eyebrow and waited until Severus attempted the same. The English boy was a natural.



“You understand, right?” Aidan asked, a little anxious.



“I think so.” Severus spoke slowly, rolling the words over his tongue. “You don’t want to die a virgin?”



Aidan flushed but then realised the time had come when some honesty was needed. “Right.”



Neither spoke again that lesson, as awkwardness had come between them. But curling in the pits of their stomachs was excitement.



Severus wished fervently that Lucius would be too busy to want him. In the past week, Lucius had stopped requesting him so often, focusing instead on his studies, as he was busily working towards his NEWTS. His father expected certain things of him – and Outstanding in all his subjects was only the beginning.



Aidan felt excitement growing – his first time. What would it be like? He felt nervous. This was so important, not just because it was his first time, but because it was his first time with Severus. He really liked the other, and wanted to make this time as special as it could be.



After all, Aidan wouldn’t be around for too much longer.



That evening, they exchanged significant looks, and Aidan quickly, and eagerly, followed Severus up the stairs to the dormitory they were sharing with the other fourth years.



Aidan sat on his own bed, and indicated that Severus should sit beside him. Once the other had, the American closed the curtains and cast a spell to warn them of anyone’s approach. He turned his face to Snape’s and pressed his lips onto the smooth cheek.



Severus’ reaction startled him. At once the boy moaned with pleasure and began to run his hands over Aidan’s body.



The visitor fell back onto the mattress, and tugged his t-shirt off. Once his chest was exposed to the cool air, he stared at Severus, his nipples peaking under his partner’s scrutiny.



Snape reached out a hand and rubbed one, tugging and twisting it between his fingers. He looked almost curious, like he had never really understood what a man’s nipples were for. “Am I hurting you?” he asked gruffly as Aidan groaned.



“No, no,” he panted, “it’s good, Sev, really good!”



Severus accepted the boy’s word. He well knew that nipples could be hurt by uncaring hands, but was determined to forget all that Lucius had done to him and focus instead on the gorgeous boy lying with him now.



“Get naked,” Aidan moaned, “Please, I need you!”



Aidan writhed and wriggled his way out of the rest of his clothes, whilst Severus knelt on the bed and tugged off his black shirt. He had it over his head when Aidan began stripping his trousers off him.



“Merlin!” he gasped as a hand closed around his length. He bucked, almost dislodging himself from the bed.



Aidan shifted, and crawled closer. His mouth opened and he took Severus in, his pink tongue lathing the silky smooth length with hungry little licks.



“Oh! That’s …” Snape’s ability for coherent thought diminished, and he thrust helplessly into Aidan’s wet mouth.



The American worked at the shaft, licking at the length relentlessly, his tongue lashing the tip.



“Urgh!” Severus grunted, hips moving madly.



Aidan pulled himself off, aching to continue, but he wanted Severus in him NOW.



He rolled onto his front and raised his ass into the air, offering himself up.



Severus gasped at the sight. Aidan was so trusting. Severus knew then he would never abuse that trust. He felt in his trousers (which were still about his knees) for the vial he had placed there before dinner. He drew it out and uncorked it.



“Shit!” Aidan said, and reached for a vial of his own. He quickly drank down the potion and then looked over his shoulder, his heated gaze on Severus.



The other was stroking clear fluid over his cock, coating it and his fingers thoroughly. He gave his attention to Aidan, and rubbed one wet finger against the pucker.



“Ohhhhhh,” Aidan moaned, head pressed into the pillow, and raising his ass further.



The finger slid in. “God!” Aidan panted as his entrance was opened and teased.



The black haired boy worked his digit in and out of the tight passage, stroking the insides, feeling the muscles shift around him. He could feel Aidan’s pulse as his heart pumped blood more frantically around his body. A vein throbbed next to his finger, and he bit back a groan. He wanted to be inside the boy NOW but knew more preparation was needed to avoid too much discomfort. A second finger pushed in, and he stilled as Aidan tensed.



“No,” Aidan panted, as Severus began to withdraw it, “no, keep it there.” He shuddered and pressed his head into the mattress. “Good.” He moaned, “it’s good, go on,”



Snape spread his fingers slightly, opening the channel for his aching prick. The American grunted a little but his hips slowly but steadily moved, meeting the thrusts of the digits within him.



“Can’t wait,” Aidan gasped, “fuck me!”



Snape clutched his cock at the words. He wanted to prepare the boy more, but knew he couldn’t last any longer. He pulled his fingers out, watching as the muscle clung onto them tightly, then pressed his wet tip against the twitching hole. “Sure?” he asked, voice low and rasping.



Aidan nodded, shaking a little. “Do it.” He ordered.



Severus gripped one of the other’s hips with one hand, and held his dick steady with the other as he guided his cock into the squeezing passage.



Aidan shook with tension and some pain, but, even as he arched in discomfort, he begged the other to continue. “Sev! Please!”



Snape couldn’t have stopped, even if the Dark Lord himself had appeared. His balls were painful as he wanted to come so desperately. Slowly, he forced his dick into the tightly clenching hole.



“Aidan?” he queried, voice hoarse with tension.



“M-move.”



Severus did. He pulled slightly out and thrust back in, feeling his shaft slide inside, his tip squeezed by virgin muscles. He tugged free again and slammed back, harder this time. Sweat ran down his face; he was so close, but wanted it to be good for Aidan.



Aidan’s hands were clenched into the sheets. His ass burnt but the feeling of completion was worth any amount of pain. His balls tightened with need as Severus began to pound hard into him.



Aidan screamed as he came, his seed splattering his chest and the sheets under him.



Severus threw his head back, muscles locking as his prick was gripped painfully. He rammed into the tightness, once, twice, again, and again, and came.



He slumped over the other’s body, gasping for breath. Sex with Lucius had never been like that!