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Corvus et Serenus
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Snape/Lucius
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Adult +
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4
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8,832
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9
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Lovely
As they approached the first years' dormitories, Severus glanced up at Lucious. "Sir?" the boys question was timid, and yet at the same time, stern. Lucious smiled politely. "Yes, Severus?" he replied, a sudden calmness washing over him. That was until, he saw the hurt in Severus' eyes. The boys voice turned rough, angry. "Why do you care?" he hissed, opening the door to his room and closing it quickly, not allowing Lucious to voice his reprocussion. But, that wasn't going to stop him. He threw the door open, his deep grey eyes finding Severus' glittering black ones. Glittering with sadness...hurt. Lucious reached out and touched the boy's tear-stained face. "What do you mean, Severus. You are..."
The black-eyed boy jerked sharply away from Lucious' warm, kind hand. "You know what I mean, sir." Severus looked as though he was about to vomit. "Is this some kind of s-sick joke?" Lucious caught on at once. Smiling softly, he replaced his hand on Severus' cheek, stroaking the boys wet face. "I told you this before, Severus...I do not care what other people think, let alone what they think about you. My feelings are my own, and only my own."
This time around, Severus leaned into the touch, but shuddered. "Your f-feelings?" he stuttered, fear shown in his midnight eyes for only a moment, a strange peace flooding over him as he stared at Lucious. Stared into those soft, grey pool. "Your f-feelings..."
Lucious nodded. "I do not care what they think you are. To me, you are lovley...simply lovely." Slowly, he leaned down and gave gave the insecure boy a soft, chaste kiss.
The black-eyed boy jerked sharply away from Lucious' warm, kind hand. "You know what I mean, sir." Severus looked as though he was about to vomit. "Is this some kind of s-sick joke?" Lucious caught on at once. Smiling softly, he replaced his hand on Severus' cheek, stroaking the boys wet face. "I told you this before, Severus...I do not care what other people think, let alone what they think about you. My feelings are my own, and only my own."
This time around, Severus leaned into the touch, but shuddered. "Your f-feelings?" he stuttered, fear shown in his midnight eyes for only a moment, a strange peace flooding over him as he stared at Lucious. Stared into those soft, grey pool. "Your f-feelings..."
Lucious nodded. "I do not care what they think you are. To me, you are lovley...simply lovely." Slowly, he leaned down and gave gave the insecure boy a soft, chaste kiss.