Shiver

Shiver


Harry and Layla were met with the sight of a nearly broken Severus curled on the floor, crying. Madame Pomfrey was trying her best to comfort him, but it wasn't working, he needed his mates. Albus was standing behind her, a comforting hand resting on her shoulder. His eyes were pained as he watched the man he considered a son on the floor in pain. He lifed his head slightly when the scent of his mates reached him.

"Please..." Layla hurried over and knelt down next to him.

"What do I do?" she looked up to Albus.

"If you're ok with him being your mate, then you have to give your consent that he marks you as his. Once he marks you, both of you, he shouldn't be in any pain. But he will need almost constant physical contact with the both of you for a day or two for his sides to become calm."

"And, when he marks us, it's just a mark that claims us as his, right? Not a bonding mark?" Albus looked at Harry.

"Yes, it's just a claiming mark. It won't bind you to him." Layla quickly looked to Harry then gently laid her hand on Severus' shoulder.

"I give you my consent to mark me as yours, Sev." she had barely finished speaking when she found herself pinned to the ground with Severus straddling her waist, his hands holding her arms down.

"Are you sure?" his voice was strained, but he needed to make sure. Layla nodded and instintivly turned her head to the side, baring her neck. Severus growled in his throat and attacked her neck, nipping and bitting it where ever he could reach. He settled on her pulse, laving the spot with his tongue before biting down, hard. Layla gasped and bucked up against him, her insides clenching in pleasure. Severus ground down into her willing body, the pain from his hard-on turning into molten pleasure.

"Oh god..." Layla bucked against him once more, before shuddering forcefully when her climax hit, unexpectedly. Severus let up and sat back on his haunches, giving her some room to catch her breath. Albus nudged Harry softly, giving him his cue.

"I give you my consent to mark me as yours, too." Harry was brought to the floor in a similar manner, though Severus gripped his hips instead and brought their hardened lengths together, griding down into him wildly, before finding the beating of his pulse underneath his skin and biting down.

"Are you ok, my dear?" Madame Pomfrey was kneeling over Layla, gently touching her neck to inspect the bite. Layla flinched awy from her touch and hissed. "Oh, my." Madame Pomfrey sat back, startled by her hiss.

"It's alright, Poppy. She doesn't want her claiming mark to be touched by other people besides her mates. It's nothing serious." Albus helped the witch up, patting her hand gently. She'll be fine, Poppy. Severus will take good care of her." Harry nearly screamed when he climaxed, Severus shuddering above him, finally reaching completion. "And he'll take good care of Harry, too."

Severus let go of Harry's hips, softly putting them back on the floor. He looked up to Albus, his eyes were slightly panicked.

"It's alright, Severus. You had their consent, don't worry." he visibly relaxed, his shoulders slumping forward, his head thumping down onto Harry's chest.

"What?" the headmaster turned to Layla.

"Because of his two sides, before he claimed the two of you and during, he wasn't really in his own mind. The two creatures in him had taken over. He was aware of what he was doing, but not completely." Layla looked confused.

"So, if he himself wasn't really aware of what he was doing, then... did he really want to claim us?" her voice cracked slightly. Before Albus could respond, Severus grabbed Layla by the arm and pulled her over to him, roughly kissing her breatheless.

"Never doubt for one second, that just because I wasn't truly aware of what I was doing, that I didn't want to claim you two." his voice was thick, the need to prove to his newly found mates that he did care for them was strong. She nodded, gripping his hand tightly. Harry took her other hand along with Severus' other hand.

"I'm glad to hear it." he closed his eyes and relaxed into the floor, falling into a light sleep. Layla smiled and kissed his forehead sweetly, Severus brought his hand to his mouth, kissing Harry's knuckls softly.

"Severus, the three of you may either stay in your rooms or theirs, if you would like."

"We'll stay in Sev's room, sir." Albus smiled at the semi-sleeping Harry. Severus kissed Layla on the cheek.

"I think we should leave him hear, for now, because I don't feel like carrying him down to the dungeons." Layla smiled.

"Yeah, I was thinking the same thing. Because, you know, he told me that there were some small alcoves that some students hid in and I thought it'd be fun to try and find one. He did say they were small, so I don't think three people could fit in them, so he can stay here while I try to find a nice small alcove to grope you in." Harry opened his eyes groggily.

"Like hell you're leaving me here." she smiled sweetly.

"Then why don't you get off your pretty little backside and get up so we can go to Sev's room to try and have a nap." Harry rolled his eyes.

"Why, I'd love to get up, but I seem to have this... thing on me, pinning me to the floor." he looked at Sev. "Do you know what it could be?" Severus glared at him.

"Don't be a brat."


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