The Artifact

Beta - The Goblet

Part - 8


Albus Dumbledore smiled at his soon to be lover, who tried to look away. The younger man was almost painfully shy. \"What is it Severus?\" he asked with concern. Severus looked down, as if he were ashamed. \"What is wrong?\" Dumbledore asked, more insistent.

\"You know that I, I have never done this before Albus,\" the Potion Master said softly. \"What if ... What if I am a lousy lay?\"

At first, Albus was hard pressed not to laugh, but when he saw the very real anguish in those lovely black eyes, the mirth died in his throat. Poor Severus was truly afraid that his inexperience would make Dumbledore turn away from him.

\"Severus, do you know what makes someone a good lover?\"

\"Obviously not,\" the dark man said bitterly.

\"It is caring about your partner.\" He leant over and kissed Severus, opening his mouth to invite him to taste and be tasted in turn. Tentatively, the younger man accepted the invitation. He shivered when Albus nibbled his bottom lip.

\"Being good in bed is subjective.\" Albus continued, planting a soft kiss on his fingers. \"Just because you can have sex for a long time, or know which way to move does not necessarily make a good lover. A nice fuck perhaps, but that is something that anyone can learn with a little effort. Being a good lover means showing the one you love that you want them to feel pleasure.\" He ran a hand through his hair and pulled him gently into another kiss.

\"Will you show me?\"

\"Gladly.\" Albus kissed his hand. \"Let us get more comfortable.\"

He led Severus into his bedroom. It was bright, and cheerful, just as one would expect in the room of Albus Dumbledore. Colorful tapestries of Hogwarts, the Forbidden Forrest and a long stretch of beach that Severus did not recognize hung on the stone walls. A roaring fire crackled in the enormous stone fireplace.

Albus began to undress himself then flashed an encouraging smile to Severus as the dark haired man slowly and shyly began to remove his own robes.

Black eyes found the large, very comfortable looking bed; the Slytherin\'s face was flushed. \"May I?\" Dumbledore asked, before he carefully helped Severus out of the shredded remains of his long black frock coat. His trousers were gone already. The headmaster was so very careful with his tattered clothes, taking his time as he lovingly unwrapped the nervous potion master.

\"Beautiful,\" Albus Dumbledore whispered feasting his eyes on the long lean body. He was so pale, almost frail looking. Dumbledore reached out a hand, touched his cheek and Severus leaned into it like a cat. \'Can I make you purr?\' Albus thought with a smile.

\"Show me,\" Severus gasped his hoarse voice sounded almost desperate. \"Show me how to please you.\"

Albus Dumbledore smiled, and kissed his cheek. \"All right my Love. I will show you.\" He stepped back from his trembling lover and as Severus watched in amazement, he waved his hand and whispered, \"Verus Imago Agito*.\" And, to the Slytherin\'s shock he saw an image of himself appear.

\"I want you to see something.\" Dumbledore lay down on the bed. His cock stood straight up like a flagpole. At least it seemed the size of one to the very apprehensive young man.

Pale skin moved into his line of sight and Snape gasped as he watched his own slender form climb onto the bed to straddle the Headmaster. The older man\'s hands clenched the slats of the headboard tightly. His breath quickened as the vision began to move up and down over him.

Severus Snape caught his own breath. Shiny black hair whipped around the pale face. Flushed red lips parted panting silently. Long elegant hands brushed over the gray hair on his partner\'s broad chest.

This must be an imperfect image, because the man riding Albus Dumbledore\'s cock was beautiful.

As he moved closer, his thighs brushed the mattress. Severus gasped when a hand touched his cock. He whimpered and carefully edged onto the bed near the headboard. He almost jumped out of his skin as the moist warmth closed over his aching organ. Tearing his eyes from the writhing vision of himself, he looked down and saw that Albus Dumbledore had leaned over and was sucking his cock.

Neither noticed, nor cared as the climaxing image of Snape disappeared. Albus\' hands took hold of Severus\' slim hips and coaxed him to straddle his chest. Then Severus was up on his knees on the bed with his long fingers wrapped around the top of the headboard as Dumbledore\'s hands gripped his hips.

\"Oh gods...\" Severus cried out as his cock was swallowed to the root. Hands cupped his arse, caressed it lovingly. \"Albus, I\'m, oh, ALBUS!\" For the first time in more years then he wanted to remember, Severus Snape climaxed. Hard.

Weakly he trembled as gentle hands eased him down to lay on the bed, warm and safe in his lover\'s strong arms. \"Shh, it is alright. Just rest.\" Albus stroked his hair, soothed him. \"You are so beautiful.\"

Severus tried to calm his breath, but nervously noted the hardness of the Headmaster\'s shaft against his leg. \"Albus, that was selfish of me, I...\"

\"Severus, I have dreamed of making you come for years. It was a joy to behold.\" Dumbledore kissed him gently. The taste of himself on the Headmaster\'s lips was odd to the Slytherin, but not unpleasant.

He tentatively reached out to touch the older man\'s hot shaft. \"But, you are in need.\"

Albus took hold of the elegant hand and brought it to his lips. \"I would like to make love to you Severus.\"

\"Anything,\" whispered the Slytherin. \"Anything you want of me, you may have.\"

\"I want this to be mutually pleasurable my darling.\" Albus rolled up on his elbow, his long silver beard spilled over his lover\'s pale chest. \"You do understand what I want to do?\"

\"Yes.\" Severus turned away. \"When there were prisoners, I was forced to watch while the Death Eaters took their pleasure.\"

\"Oh my poor Severus. There is some similarity to the mechanics, but what they did was rape. Forced. What I want is to be gentle, to make you feel good.\"

\"I want you to make love to me Albus.\" Severus whispered as he wrapped his arms around Dumbledore\'s neck. He rolled over, coaxing Dumbledore on top of him. The Headmaster kissed him passionately. Severus moaned, opening to a kiss, revealing in the warmth and weight of his lover on top of him, the feel of the silky beard between them.

He was in heaven.

Albus touched his lover, caressed him gently. This was where he had dreamed of being for so long. Cradled between Severus\' thighs. He kissed open inviting lips, nuzzled the long pale throat, shoulders, while his strong steady hands got to know his long lean frame.

When his fingers slid down to caress Snape\'s thigh. He traced it down till he found his tight entrance. Severus gasped as he felt something warm and slick fill him. He had heard of this charm, but had never experienced it. He moaned as the first finger slipped slowly inside. \"Oh...\"

\"We can go as slow as you need to Severus. Please tell me if I hurt you.\"

\"No, it feels so good.\" He spread his legs farther, offered himself to Dumbledore. Another finger was added, stretching carefully.

\"Is that alright?\" asked Dumbledore stroking his chest as Severus stiffened.

\"Yes,\" he gasped, beginning to move against Albus\' fingers. When the third finger was added, he arched his back and moaned.


\"I want you Severus,\" gasped Dumbledore as he moved his aching cock up to the entrance. \"May I take you?\"

\"Please!\"

The fingers withdrew and the blunt head of the Headmaster\'s thick cock pushed in. It did not really hurt, but Severus felt strange, full, and a little uncomfortable. Nor did it really hurt when Albus finally began to move. It felt very odd but not so bad. He lay back and just let it happen, his thoughts only on the hope that his body would give his lover pleasure.

Then he felt it. The most incredible sensation shot through his body. \"Merlin!\"

Albus tried to strike that place again. He was rewarded with another less coherent shout. So he snapped his hips, and stroked his lover\'s prostate. It did not take long at all for Severus to stiffen, and warm wetness to spread between them.

\"Albus, Albus...\" Severus whispered into the sweet smelling long silver hair as he felt the hot seed of his lover fill him.

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He must have blacked out because when Severus opened his eyes, he was curled up beneath a blanket, with Dumbledore\'s arms cradling him lovingly against his body. The Headmaster saw that he was awake and kissed his lips. \"I take it that your first experience with sex was, satisfactory?\"

\"It was wonderful,\" he sighed. \"Thank you.\"

\"It is I who should thank you.\" Albus stroked his hair. \"For giving me the singular privilege of being the first, and if you will allow, the only one to make love to you.\"

Severus Snape\'s heart pounded in his chest. Did Albus think that he could ever want to be with anyone else? A lump tried to form in his throat as he looked into those sparkling blue eyes. \"When my dreams would get away from me, and I dreamt of having a lover it was always you.\"

Touched by this revelation Dumbledore held him tightly and Severus could see the tears in his eyes. \"Why do you cry Albus?\"

\"For you, my dear sweet love.\" Albus kissed his cheek. \"I have wanted to be your lover for almost seven years. It saddens me when I think of how lonely you have been all this time, that I could have eased your pain.\" He ran his hand over the pale cheek. \"And yet, had I done so, you would not be the Chosen.\"

\"Would that be such a bad thing?\" Severus said softly. \"Speaking of that, am I, ah, did you?\"

Albus knew what he meant. He cast a spell and Severus\' belly glowed blue. \"You carry my son.\"

They were both silent for a time. Dumbledore finally admitted to himself the one part of this that he had tried not to really think about. He was going to be a father. He felt both elation and fear at the thought. Having a child, creating new life, the very idea was wonderful. But he was not a young man anymore, could he really be a father to this child?

Well, he would find out in roughly nine months.

Severus closed his eyes, shivering slightly. He had never really even liked children, and here he was to have one. A special child at that, one that would be just as famous as Harry Potter! But it was a child of his blood and Dumbledore\'s. His hand ran over his belly, his baby. \'Can I give my son the love a child needs? Love that I never knew?\'

His thoughts were halted as Albus at last spoke. \"It is nearly morning, we should go down to the Great Hall. There are many people waiting to find out who would be your consort.\"

\"This all might be worth it to see their faces when they find out that who won.\"

tbc
* Verus Imago Agito - True Image moves