Crimsion Kiss

Recap chapter 16

Just one look into the hungry eyes of Snape and Harry knew he had made the right choice.

Chapter 17

It wasn’t until the feast on the first day back to classes that Harry noticed something odd.

He was sitting with Draco, sneaking glances at Snape, and talking about what they would be doing for their new project in Transfiguration.

It started with a tingling up his spine, gathering on the back of his neck and heating the surrounding skin.

Then it was the soft fluttering across his shoulders and down his arms, almost like someone was touching him.

The last straw was when it felt like someone had wrapped their hand around his cock and brought him to orgasm right at the table.

The whole of Hogwarts watched as Harry clutched his glass his one hand, the edge of the table in the other. Panting hard and moaning, Harry leaned his head down and tried not to hump the invisible hand. It wasn’t long before he came right there in his pants, slumping down to hide his face in his crossed arms in front of him, his food cold and forgotten.

---HPSS---

The second time, Harry was in Potions class.

Again it started with the tingling, then the heat, the fluttering, and the hand on his cock. But this time, Harry could feel warm breath against his neck, breathing harshly as Harry lost the battle and came in front of everyone… Again.

---HPSS---

The third time, Harry was able to make it into the nearest bathroom before the hand and breath made themselves known. Only this time, they were accompanied by a soft chuckle.

Knowing something was up; Harry went to Draco and showed him the book he had gotten the spell from. While the Crimson Bond was in Parsletongue, the description was in English.

“Well.” Draco laughed. “The spell says that it will only hold blood for as long as you are not ready to complete the mating. But here it says that it enhances the connection to encourage an already existing bond.”

“And? What does that mean?”

“Basically? It means that with an unbound mating, the spell allows the submissive mate to buy time by regulating the dominant mates lust with blood.”

“It gives Snape a supply of my blood until I’m ready. I already knew that, Draco.”

“You’re not listening, Harry. That only works for an unbound mating. You have been marked by both of Snape’s creatures. You’ve already established a bond.”

“So, the spell is pushing for me to complete the bond?” Harry asked, his eyes wide.

“Yes. And it will only get worse the more you leave it.”

---HPSS---

Harry sighed as he took one last look in the mirror. He wasn’t sure letting Malfoy dress him was such a good idea but at least the outfit was still simple. A plain black sweater that wasn’t too clingy and a pair of semi-fitted black slacks and his school shoes; polished of course. It wasn’t too bad. Different from his normal pullovers and jeans. At least he’d been able to keep Malfoy away from the silk Shirts and leather pants.

He checked again to make sure his hair was still some-what neat. Luna had been kind enough to give him the spell Hermione had used for the Yule Ball in fourth year. Harry smiled as he remembered Malfoy’s face when he refused to use the spell more then once.

“Are you ready yet?” Malfoy asked from the doorway.

“Are you sure this is going to work?” Harry countered, trying to cover up his nervousness.

“Relax, okay? He’s going to be more then happy that you’ve accepted the bond. Just let him lead you.”

“Why does he get to be in control?”

“You’re joking, right? He’s been looking for his mate for over 19 years. If you try to take control, he may think that is a sign that you’re trying to get away and he could lose it. Don’t you remember Halloween?”

Harry looked down at his shoes, not saying anything.

“Are you sure you’re ready for this? If you go down there tonight… Just… make sure this is something you want before you go down there. It would be a lot less painful for him to think he’s been forgotten on his birthday then to think he’d been rejected.” Malfoy stood and walked to the door, not looking back as he whispered. “You owe it to both of you to be honest with yourselves.”

Harry knew Malfoy was right. He couldn’t doubt his actions on something so important. He knew he was ready. That was never the problem. But being neglected almost all your life did leave scars. And as much as Harry liked to think the Dursley’s general distaste for him had not affected him, he knew it was a lie. After all, one could only live so many years being told they were unloved and unwanted before they started to believe it; even if it had been proven they weren’t. It still hurt to know that the ones you called family did not think of you as such. And what was a mate, besides family?

Harry stood up. This was something he wanted. Yes, his family before had shunned him, but his mother and father had loved him. His mate would love him as well, creature and man.

Walking down the stairs to the common room and apologize to Malfoy before heading out, Harry ran into Ginny.

“Hello, Harry. Where have you been hiding?”

“Hi, Gin, shouldn’t you still be in classes or something?”

“So, where are you going? You’re pretty dressed up.”

Harry gulped at the look on Ginny’s face. Nearly tripping, he slowly walked backwards up the stairs, watching her come closer. “I’ve really got to go now, Ginny.”

“Mr. Potter!”

Harry looked over Ginny’s shoulder, holding back a smile as he saw Snape coming up the stairs.

“Miss Weasley, I do believe this is the boys’ dormitory stair case. Unless you would like to be expelled for harassment, I suggest you make your way to the Great Hall before you completely miss a chance to eat at all tonight.”

Ginny frowned, glaring at Snape before she took one last glance at Harry and left them alone.

“Professor, I was just one my way to see you.”

Snape closed the distance between them, pulling Harry into his grasp and kissing him. He brought one hand up to wrap in Harry’s hair, the other moved to wind around his waist. The kiss was gentle, almost lazy in its movements. But Snape held him tightly, twitching with the Pleasure of it. His left hand moved down from Harry’s waist to the small of his back, inching down more, little by little.

Harry arched into the touch, moaning as he reached behind himself to open the door. It clicked, hardly squeaking as they pushed through and shut t again. Harry allowed himself to be backed into the room. He grabbed Snape’s collar and pulled back from those warm lips. “Complete it. Please, please, Severus.”

Snape growled. “You don’t know what you’re asking me to do.”

Harry played with the buttons on Snape’s robes for a few seconds before he finally popped the first one free. Then another. And another. “Yes, I do. I can feel it, it’s telling me to do this.” Harry mumbled as he work his way through the tiny buttons. “Please.”

At the needy sound of Harry’s plea, almost sung, Snape lost his remaining control. He picked Harry up and tossed him on the bed. He attacked Harry’s feet, taking off his shoes and socks, closely followed by his slacks. Next to go was his shirt.

Harry was left in nothing but his boxers and a blush. Under Snape’s hungry gaze, Harry felt the first wave of heat from the pit of his stomach. It made him ache, arching off the bed as if he could reach Snape on will alone. After a minute of withering on his sheets, Harry felt his lust die. Fear that he was not good enough for both of Snape’s creatures over powered his thoughts. In one last chance to show he was ready, Harry wiggled out of his boxers, fighting the urge to cover his half hard cock from Snape’s view.

“Beautiful.”

Harry’s gaze was locked with Snape’s. He relaxed when he saw only raw hungry directed at him, then shuddered when it didn’t fade. The intensity of that one look made Harry weak. Harry took the time to finally look at Snape as he slowly undressed.

His hair was oily; hanging limp around his face like it was still wet. Harry hoped it was just from standing over potions all day.

His skin was pale and shallow looking. But Harry guessed that had something to do with being a Vampire because Draco was very pale too.

His face was nothing to really fawn over. High, shallower cheek bone. Not too thin lips, but firmer then most. The eyebrows were fine. Maybe slightly larger then his own but Harry was just happy Snape didn’t have a uni-brow. Noticeable wrinkles but they added a strange appeal to an otherwise bland face.

But the eyes, the eyes were the face’s saving grace. Black pools of pure emotion, before you could identify what they hid in their bottomless well, they were clear, only to be replaced with another emotion. Harry felt himself drowning in them. Such expressive eyes, if only one would look. Desire. Need. Satisfaction. And something Harry could not place. They all floated at the surface, drawing Harry in.

Harry watched as Snape pilled off his robes, then his shirt. The soft white button down shirt contrasted perfectly with his black hair. A long, thin chest. Harry had not expected Snape to be so thin. Ribs were almost visible, lean muscles on his stomach and arms. Light hair dusted over small, pink nipples; Harry was thankful it wasn’t more.

Lean, lightly haired legs were reveled as Snape stepped out his pants; his shoes and sick already toed off and put to the side. Black briefs were the only thing left. Harry gulped. He guessed he would’ve switched to black as well if someone had turned him upside down and shown off his old, graying briefs too.

Harry sucked in a deep breath when he noticed the bulge. He could feel his hands shaking. For the first time, he realized Snape would really have to stick that inside him. True, he knew where it went but he had never taken the time to really think about it.

Snape looked at Harry as he pushed his briefs down his thighs and let them fall, stepping out of them and standing straight. His cock jutted out from a small patch of black hair, almost completely hard as he walked to the bed and pulled Harry into the center.

Harry gulped as Snape leaned over him and started to kiss his neck. Just a gentle sucking but it shot fire through Harry’s body, making his toes curl and his hands grip Snape by the shoulders. He sighed as Snape moved down to his collarbone and nipped. Moaning loudly, Harry grabbed one of Snape’s hands and brought it to his hip.

Snape moved further down, nipping at Harry’s hipbone and smoothing the bite with a lick. He moaned when he drew more whimpers from Harry, the sounds fueling his lust. His control slipping, Snape took Harry’s cock in his hand, rubbing up and down the shaft and pinching the head, making it even harder as he sucked the skin on Harry’s inner thigh. Snape put two fingers in his mouth to wet the.

Harry jerked, crying out when he felt something at his entrance. It wasn’t painful at first but it still felt a bit odd. Harry wiggled on the sheets, his face scrunched up in half pleasure. The second finger brought a slight burn but they touched something in Harry that made him arch off the bed, screaming his orgasm.

Snape licked the cum off his hand, taking in the site before him as he removed his fingers and sat on his knees between his spread legs. With out so much as a warning, Snape lifted Harry’s legs over his hips and entered him.

Harry cried out and arched off the bed, panting in surprise and a little pain. He felt his spent cock jump at the attention and harden as Snape began a slow pace. He couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through him when Snape growled, snapping his hips and pulling out slowly. Harry was almost in tears waiting for Snape to do something more, his cock hard and needy once more.

“Move! Oh, please!”

“What do you want?” Snape asked, smirking. “Tell me.”

“Please!” Harry groaned as Snape slowed even more. “Faster. I need more!”

That was all it took for Snape to obey. He held tightly to Harry’s hips and angled his next thrust up, causing Harry’s eyes to role back and his cock to release a thick drop of cum.

“Harder!”

Harry fisted the sheets as he was thrust into again and again. Snape was careful not to hit his prostate again but that didn’t stop Harry from rock his hip to try and get that feeling again. He screamed out, one hand reaching out to hold against the headboard so he could push back on Snape to get him deeper.

Feeling Harry tighten around him, Snape leaned down to kiss him. Angling his thrusts just right, it only took a moment for Harry to come. Snape sped up, his control hanging by a thread. He pulled at Harry’s hair. Taking delight in Harry’s pain and pleasure, he latched onto Harry’s neck and bit down, his lips searing the skin.

Harry came again, a mixture of the bite, the burn, and Snape coming inside him making him hard and orgasm in the same moment. Harry panted, feeling as if his heart would never slow down. Snape slowly pulled out of him and Harry felt his face flush red. He could feel Snape’s cum seeping out of him. His eyes wide he watched as Snape sat again between his knees and leaned down. Harry was almost too shocked to move as he felt a warm, wet tongue lick his stretched hole and his thighs.

Snape had an almost feral look in his eyes as he gathered some of the cum in his mouth and moved to kiss Harry, not pulling back until he knew Harry had swallowed it.

“Mine.”

A/N: Bawhahahaha! The UST is over!!! For now, at least, lol. Poor Harry, he really should have looked at that spell more closely. But, hey, I’d switch places with him any day!

Now. Just to make this clear. I have no beta. I will not be getting a beta. I will not be correcting any mistakes at this time. I’m sorry if that offends any one but that is just how it is. If this story is so bad that you feel you cannot read it because of said mistake, I am in no way keeping you here. By all means, go read something else because I have plenty of other people who are more then happy with this story.

To all those you are enjoying this story and are happy with it, I thank you for reviewing and staying with me so long, even after my troubles with loosing my chapters. I am truly grateful for everyone’s support.