His Master\'s Voice

TITLE: His Master’s Voice
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 1/1
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/AD very consensual, Non consensual pairings mentioned
SPOILERS: Not really
WARNINGS: M/M Slash, Angst, Hurt /Comfort, A bit of sweet smut
DISCLAIMER: The characters belong to JKR, no money is being made.
SUMMARY: Severus is hit with a spell that lowers his inhibitions. This is not a good thing for someone in his line of work, and, I do not mean teaching.
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: I thought this story is lost when our old computer crashed several months ago. This and several partial stories have been retrieved. There are a few small background details mentioned from Sev’s childhood that were later used in Subjugation but here they do not have the more sinister overtones.
Beta: By Margaret (Please give the lady a big hand!)

One -shot


Draco Malfoy grumbled as he watched Potter picking up his
things to leave the potions class. Professor Snape
had his back to them and Malfoy felt brave. \"Potter,
you are just too uptight,\" he sneared pulling his wand.

He had been practicing this curse for a week.

\"Exhibiti Inhabition!\" He shot the spell at Harry, but
instead struck something large and black that suddenly blocked his view of Potter.

Draco realized with dread that Professor
Snape had walked right into his line of fire. The
Potions Master slumped; his long frame dropping like a
puppet whose strings had been cut.

\"Professor!\" Gasped Malfoy in horror as he and Harry
ran to Snape at the same time.

Snape\'s black eyes seemed to take a moment to focus,
his voice sounded a little strained. \"Merlin, that is the second time this
month! Practice your aim,\" Snape hissed angrily, then
after several deep breaths he said more calmly. \"What
spell did you hit me with this time, Mr. Malfoy?\"

\"A babble spell, one to ah, lower inhibitions, uh
Sir,\" gulped Malfoy nervously.

\"Damn! Class is dismissed!\" He yelled as he
staggered awkwardly to his feet, stumbling slumping against his desk
for support. \"Leave all of you! NOW!!\"

Everyone including Draco Malfoy left hurriedly.

Everyone except for Harry Potter and Hermione Granger.

As the last of the other students left the two
watched Professor Snape nervously. \"Are you alright
sir?\" asked Harry finally. The spell had been aimed
at him after all, so he felt a little guilty about the
whole thing.

To their surprise instead of yelling, becoming angry
or taking off points Professor Snape began to laugh.

A hearty laugh, that came from somewhere very deep,
and to the minds of the teenagers, very scary. \"Am I
all right? You want to know if I am all right? I am a spy
Potter, a twice-damned traitor, and I have been hit
with a spell that makes me blurt out everything that
comes into my mind. If any of my dear Slytherins hear
me, I will be exposed and quite probably killed!
Other then that, everything is just fine.\" He
laughed again. They had never heard him laugh like
that before.

They could not remember the last time he had laughed
period.

\"I am sorry, sir,\" gulped Harry.

\"Oh pull the other one! It is not as if you care one
wit about me, Mr. Harry Potter. No one cares. I continually
risk my life to save you from your own
foolishness. The Boy-who-lived! HA! Harry Potter The
Boy who still lives because Severus Snape perpetually
saves his ungrateful arse! And all I get for my
trouble from you and your cohorts is hatred. Then
when I go to spy for Dumbledore, I get to become
intimately aquatinted with not only the Cruciatus
curse, but also the cocks of most of the Death
Eaters.\"

Harry and Hermione choked in unison.

\"You look shocked, Potter. Why the hell do you think I
try to look unattractive and be disagreeable? You
think I enjoy being like this? It might surprise you
to learn that a lot of people find me desirable,
whether I like it or not. Lucius Malfoy originally
brought me to Voldemort as a gift. For the Dark Lord
who has everything, his own boy toy! I have the
dubious honor of being the damn Death Eaters community
fuck! Whenever Voldemort wants to reward someone, I
end up on my hands and knees, and they usually do not
care which way I face.\" He ignored their gasps of
shock and horror at his revelation.

\"And just to make it really nauseating the bastard
himself nails me every time he sees me. It is like
being shagged by a snake, cold and scaly, not even
close to human! So what thanks do I get for enduring
all this? \'Better watch out, the greasy git is on the
rampage again! Snape must be PMSing! He\'s a
nightmare!\' Gods, no one gives a rat\'s ass about me.
If I dropped dead right here there would be a school
holiday!\"

\"That is not true, sir.\" Hermione began nervously.

\"Come girl, I have ears. Very sharp ones in fact. If
the children in this school had a choice between
having me as a teacher and a piece of moldy cheese,
they would choose the cheese, and probably learn just
as much!\" He turned and walked over to a boiling
cauldron. \"I used to love making potions. That is
what kept me sane when I was a student. That and
Dueling. I won the all-England Dueling Tournament
four years running, until the year Black tried to kill
me! I had to drop out, could not concentrate. But I
won the next year. I have five trophies in the case
in the hall. Bet you never noticed!\"

\"No sir,\" said Harry feeling a little embarrassed.


\"Check the awards room the section for academics, I
made the highest grade point average in Hogwarts
history. I am even still ahead of you, Granger!\" He
let out a snort and turned away from them.

\"But did it matter? Did anything I did mean anything
to anyone? Of course not! My father beat me like a
red headed stepchild, mother was a drunken cow that
hardly noticed I existed. And the students and
faculty of this institution hated me! I was the
loner. The pale sickly looking kid. The greasy kid.
I will have you know that my hair is not greasy, it
just looks shiny. That kind of thing hurts, you
know?\"

\"It is not fair! I did not want to be popular or any
of that rubbish, all I ever wanted was to be accepted.
But I never had a chance. My first trip on the
Hogwarts express, your sainted godfather called me a
vampire and locked me in the overhead luggage bin for
three hours! Three hours! I was already
claustrophobic! My father used to lock me in a closet
for days at a time... I hate enclosed spaces, so Dumbledore
sends me to live in the dungeon! Gods, some days I
just want to slash my wrists and get it over with.\"
He picked up a glass vial a little to forcefully, it
shattered in his hand. Blood dripped freely onto the
floor.

\"Professor!\" gasped Hermione wand at the ready rushed
to his aid. He pushed her away with his uninjured
left hand.

\"No! This is my pain! MINE! That is the only thing
I have that no one can take away from me!\" He cradled
the hand against his chest protectively.

\"Severus?\" Professor Dumbledore strode in, a look of
concern on his face.

Snape turned at the sound, \"Ah, my master\'s voice!\" he
said, gracefully dropping to his knees before
Dumbledore. Holding his injured hand out of sight he
bowed his head and touched his lips to the surprised
wizard\'s soft blue shoes. \"More powerful then the
Dark Lord, and much more terrible. For Voldemort
offers only pain or death. Headmaster Albus
Dumbledore offers forgiveness, redemption, but these
prizes are elusive, and always just out of reach.\"

\"Severus, why not come with me for a moment?\"

\"As ever Headmaster, I obey your every whim. Shall I
fetch your paper? Slippers?\"

\"Are you saying that I treat you like a dog, Severus?\"
Dumbledore inquired with a bushy white eyebrow raised
in surprise.

\"Certainly not!\" Snape said sounding shocked at the
idea. Then in a softer tone, \"Dogs sometimes get to
sleep by the fire.\"

\"Severus, let me take you back to your quarters.\"

\"Of course, throw me down in the dark again where I
belong,\" he said sadly.

\"Ah, why don\'t you two go on to lunch, I will take
care of Professor Snape until this spell wears off.
Needless to say it would be best if you did not
discuss anything you heard here with anyone but me.\"
He started to shepherd the teens out. But before they
got to the door, Harry whisper. \"Uh, yes sir. Well
has Professor Snape, has he told you what Voldemort
does to him?\"

\"No Potter, the Headmaster did not know that Voldemort
and/or a dozen Death Eaters chain me up, beat me then
fuck me bloody on a regular basis. Do you think I
would have blurted that out to you, or him if I were
not under this damn curse?\" growled Snape angrily,
arms folded across his chest.

Dumbledore almost threw the children out of the room
and locked the door behind them. \"Is that true,
Severus? They have, hurt you?\" Hurt him. That
sounded so woefully inadequate for what he meant.

\"Why do you think I insist that I go to my rooms after
apparating home in a bloody heap? So Pomfrey will not
tell you that I was the \'good time that was had by
all!\' But now you do know. You must think me some
kind of whore.\"

\"Never.\"

\"You have to believe that I hate what they do to me!
That I do not want them to touch me! Not Voldemort or
any of them! That it sickens me that they...\"

\"Of course I believe you. It is alright, Severus,\"
Dumbledore crooned soothingly.

\"No, it is not alright! Albus, I,\" He sounded on the
verge of tears. \"You are the only one I want to touch
me.\" This took the headmaster by surprise. \"I love
you. I want you to make love to me. I...\" Snape stood
and planted a soft kiss on Dumbledore\'s lips. Then he
pulled away and looked at the other man from beneath
long lashes. He was trembling, waiting for rejection,
or Dumbledore realized sadly, for a hand to strike.


\"Severus, I did not know that you harbored these
feelings towards me...\"

\"You were never to have known my dirty secret. You
are much too good for me. Everything about you is
pure and decent. I am tainted. I should be sent to
Azkaban for daring to think of you in that way.\" He
turned away and could not meet the older man\'s eyes.

\"Now you are being silly. You are not tainted.\"
Dumbledore\'s hand touched his pale cheek. \"Look at me
Severus, at one hundred and fifty years of age, I am not
all that pure. As it happens, I have wanted to bed
you since your fifth year.\"

\"Really? You wanted me when I was fifteen?\" Snape
smiled a little at the thought of Dumbledore having to
take cold showers because of him! \"I could never tell
if you liked men or not.\"

\"I like most people, Severus. Though I admit that it
was a bit of a surprise to me to actually be attracted
to one so young as you were, but to me the only barrier
that the gender of my lovers has is what I must do to
please them.\" He leaned over and gently kissed the
younger man on the lips. \"Now, since you are no longer
fifteen, and I find you even more attractive as an
adult, would you please take off your clothes?\"

After a moment of stunned silence, Severus Snape
quickly shed his heavy robes and started to work the
buttons on his tunic. These were a little difficult
with his trembling fingers. \"Allow me.\" Dumbledore
ran his hand over Snape\'s chest, not quite touching
him. In the wake of his hand the buttons undid
themselves. He helped his companion out of the heavy
black wool tunic. After this a starched white shirt
also fell to the floor. \"Much bette,\" he said
approvingly walking around to stand behind him.

Dumbledore ran a hand slowly, ghosting it down his
back, sending shivers up the other wizard\'s spine.
\"Your hands are so gentle,\" Severus whispered, as
Dumbledore wrapped his arms around him from behind.
Snape felt the silk of his lover\'s robes on his back
and fingertips caressing his chest. He felt the soft
kisses on his back and gasped taking in each new
sensation. \"No one has ever been gentle with me
before.\"

\"So I see.\" Snape flinched as Dumbledore saw his
very slightly bleeding hand. \"Hold still.\" He quickly healed the
hand without his wand. Then his eyes found the dark
mark standing out starkly against the pale skin.
Snape started to pull away ashamed, until the
headmaster kissed first his palm, his wrist, then the
black skull on his fore arm. \"I do not fear it,
Severus. I will see the day when this is gone from
you forever. Until that day, it is part of you, and I
will not turn away.\"

Albus Dumbledore used the back of his hand to wipe the
tears from his soon to be lover\'s cheeks, then claimed
the younger man\'s lips with a kiss. \"You are mine, he might
touch your flesh, but your heart belongs to me.\"

\"Only you!\" Came the whispered answer turning and
kissing the hand that gently caressed his cheek.

\"Now, you were saying that you had never experienced a
gentle touch? That is something that I intend to
remedy.\" The next assault was a rain of kisses on his
shoulders, then neck. \"Beautiful,\" Dumbledore
whispered licking Severus\' ear causing him to shudder.

\"You are so sensitive.\" He moved a finger delicately
over the younger man\'s nipples. He made such sweet
noises that Dumbledore moved around to follow the
fingers with a cat like tonguing on the same target.
\"Gods, you are sexy,\" he said hoarsely between licks.

The older wizard took hold of Snape\'s trousers and
unbuttoned them and quickly slipped them down, then
helped him to step out of them. He smiled at the
sight of his usually untouchable potion\'s master so
exposed.

His hand reached down, so very gently brushing the
hard hot shaft. This caused a loud gasp.

\"May I?\" Dumbledore took hold of his waist and drew
him close. Rubbing against him with a brush of silk,
tickle of hair from the long beard and the hint of his
own hardness hidden beneath. They kissed
passionately.

Dumbledore smiled as he heard the
little moans Severus made at his touch. He
caressed his sides holding him in an insistent kiss.

\"Please...\" Breaking the kiss, Severus arched against him
panting. \"Let me touch you...\"

\"As you wish.\" Dumbledore held out his arms inviting
Severus to undress him.

With a shy smile the dark haired man unhooked the blue
outer robe pushed it from Dumbledore\'s shoulders and
allowed it to fall to the floor. Next his long
delicate fingers untied the string at the top of his
white inner robes. They fell open like a curtain to
reveal...

\"Ohhh...\"

He had to admit that in all of his fantasies about the
Headmaster, and he had many, he usually centered on
snuggling with the other man after sex. He never
really dwelled on the actual sex act with a man who
was reputed to be well over one hundred and fifty
years old.

Severus had loved the idea of being touched by the
older man, kissed, held. He expected a body that was
frail, wrinkled, probably not attractive. There had
always been the possibility that at his age the older
wizard would not be able to physically achieve
arousal.

Considering what Snape\'s sex life was like thanks to
Voldemort, this was a price he was more then willing
to pay for real companionship. At least Albus was
human, unlike Voldemort and the older wizard cared
about him. He could do without actual sex. Lingering
caresses from Albus and perhaps a bit of
self-pleasuring would be just fine with him.
Snape did not really expect much by way of real sexual
contact with Dumbledore.

He was pleasantly surprised by the very substantial
erection that greeted him. \"Ummm, May I?\" He took one
of Dumbledore\'s fingers into his mouth and began to
lick and suck it eyes flicking downward, obviously
hinting that he wished to do the same to something
else.

\"Later, my love,\" said the headmaster as he drew his
wand and used it to turn Snape\'s desk into a large
four poster bed. \"I want to take care of you first.\"
He shrugged off the remainder of his robes revealing a
surprisingly youthful body and patted the bed. \"On
your stomach,\" he ordered.

\"But, I want to watch,\" Snape said peevishly.

\"And so you shall, my love, I just want to massage
you. To help you relax. It is also a perfect excuse
to feel you up and caress every inch of that wonderful
sensitive skin of yours. Now lay down.\"

\"No one has ever wanted anything like this with me.\"
Snape was shocked. \"They always just hit me or used
me.\" Gracefully, sensually, Snape crawled onto the
bed, hair falling seductively over his eyes.

\"You will not hurt me.\" It was a statement. He
stretched out on his stomach, waiting. Dumbledore
felt his heart melt at the trust those black eyes
radiated.

\"I will never hurt you, Severus.\" Dumbledore produced
a bottle of clear oil and poured some onto his hands.
It warmed with his touch as he began to stroke the
younger man\'s shoulders. His strong hands deftly
traced Snape\'s back down to his narrow hips.

\"Makes me smell like lemon drops,\" noted Snape with
surprise.

\"Yes, it does. Good enough to eat!\" Dumbledore pushed
his beard over his shoulder and with one fluid motion
licked his way up from the tip of Snape\'s tailbone to
the base of his neck.

He was rewarded by a muffled moan. \"Ah, ah, no pillow
biting. I want to hear every little gasp and moan you
make!\" He eased the younger wizard\'s head to face to
the side, then licked the same trail. This time his
reward was a very sweet whimper from his trembling
prize. \"Much better!\"

With sensual strokes he ran his hands down Severus\'
long well muscled legs. Kneaded his thighs and
backside caused an arched back and a cry of pleasure.

The legs parted with only a slight pressure and
Dumbledore moved between them and using more of the
oil slipped a finger into the tempting opening.
\"Yes!\" Severus gasped lifting himself up to meet the
questing finger.

\"Not yet, do not be impatient.\" Dumbledore smiled
removing the finger with only a twinge of regret.

\"Turn over.\"

Still pouting rather attractively, Severus rolled over,
presenting himself to Dumbledore. His chest heaved
with excitement as the older wizard ran his long
fingers over the pale body.

The older man playfully rubbed the oil over every inch
of skin, from his neck down to his long well shaped
feet. He licked the toes for good measure. \"Please,
I\'m ticklish!\" Gasped Severus trying to free his feet
from the headmaster\'s grip.

Dumbledore chuckled moving back up his legs, but
filing the knowledge of Severus\' ticklish feet away
for another time.

He reveled in touching the younger man. Watched with
pleasure as Severus\' head would roll back and he
arched into the caresses, whimpering and moaning.
Though his eyes kept returning to Severus\' cock, which
was quite long and hard. It stood up invitingly in a
nest of dark curls. After teasing the younger man by
touching everything else Dumbledore finally turned his
lustful attention to what he desired.

\"Let me see to this dear one.\" He leaned over and
licked the head lovingly, this was something else that
Snape had never experienced. Someone was actually
sucking his cock.

Always before he had been the one on the other end.
He gasped as that talented tongue slid slowly down the
shaft, moving to caress it, though not yet taking him
fully into the mouth.

Snape gasped as Dumbledore
almost savagely lapped at his balls. The younger man
was whimpering as Dumbledore finally took in his entire shaft to the
root, relaxed his throat and swallowed around it.

Then he pushed the still slick finger back inside his
lover thrusting hard in and out in time with his
movements on the shaft. The combination of those thrusts and the fact
that it was Dumbledore touching him was too much.

\"Albus!\" Snape almost sobbed as he came.

Licking his lips like the cat that swallowed the
canary (not without reason) Dumbledore parted his
lover\'s long legs. \"My turn.\" He moved up and slid
his finger back in again. Snape whimpered and spread
his legs further. The headmaster added another finger
and was rewarded with a gasp of, \'Yes!\' Then after
the third finger joined the others. \"Please, now!\"

\"Now!\" The older wizard removed his fingers, used the
oil on his own cock, and pushed gently, but inexorably
into Severus Snape. He was so tight and hot, it felt
more incredible then any fantasy he had ever had.

He pumped slowly at first, but his lover\'s moans of
pleasure urged him on to new heights of arousal, he soon
found it difficult to hold back. Especially not with
Severus writhing so sensually beneath him, begging him
to move faster, deeper.

He slammed into the younger man fucking him hard.
\"Mine!\" the Headmaster growled almost savagely.
Claiming Snape\'s mouth and more, kissing him hard as
he pumped into him.

Waves of magic, blue, shimmering power, jumping like
lightening, it danced and swirled around them as he
broke the almost savage kiss.

\"You are mine!\" roared Dumbledore in a voice that
seemed to shake the foundations of the castle. Snape
whimpered, head thrown back, trembling as unbelievably
intense magical and sexual ecstasy coursed through him
like an electric current!

He felt his mind shatter into a million pieces!
Afterwards they lay still, unmoving. Until finally
Snape\'s eyes were able to focus and he looked up at
Dumbledore, and panting heavily gasped. \"What the Hell
did you do to me?\"

\"I claimed you.\" The older wizard who did not seem to
be nearly as affected as his younger partner, informed
him with a deep kiss.

\"Claimed me?\" gulped Snape nervously, still out of
breath.

\"You are mine Severus. I will always be touching
your mind. I will always know where you are and what is
happening.\"

\"NO!\" Severus Snape pulled away, fear in his eyes.

Though it was not
the idea of having Dumbledore in his thoughts that
caused his fear. In a way that was comforting however,\"I
cannot bare to have you see them, feel them taking me,
hurting me.\"

\"I will be with you, Severus. I will do everything that I can to
shield you from much of the pain.\" Dumbledore told his young
lover. \"There are too many lives at stake. I have no
choice but to allow you to return to Riddle, but you are
mine, you will always be mine.\"

\"Yours.\" Severus whispered his heart pounding, his
fingers delicately touching his lover\'s face, gently,
stroking his beard. \"I love you, Albus. I think that I
have always loved you.\"

\"And I love you, Severus. I love you with all of my
heart.\"

Dumbledore urged his young lover to curl up against
him. They lay together, Severus half on top of his
chest. For a time they held one another, just basking
in the afterglow.

\"You should know, Albus.\" The voice was small. \"He
wanted me to seduce you,\" Snape said
breaking the silence. He watched his lover, looking
at him with a hint of sadness. There was no question
of who \'he\' might be.

\"You never told me.\"

\"I had no intention of telling you, or attempting to,
ever,\" Snape admitted. \"He wants me to make you love
me, then reject you, destroy you.\"

\"Then he will be pleased when you tell him that the
first part of his plan is proceeding. Perhaps he will
not use the Cruciatus curse on you.\"

\"It may be worse. He will be pleased that I \'seduced\'
you, but angry that you touched me, if that makes any
sense.\"

\"Sadly, it does in a psychotic sort of way.\" Suddenly
Dumbledore smiled. Then he produced a glass of amber
colored liquid seemingly from nowhere, which he drank
in one gulp, then leaned over and kissed Snape hard on
the mouth, slipping his tongue in for good measure.

\"Scotch?\" Snape said in surprise, licking the older
man\'s moist lips as the kiss broke.

\"How pleased will he be when you tell him that you
tasted alcohol on my lips when I kissed you?\"

\"If he thinks the great Albus Dumbledore is giving in
to drink and despair, he will be ecstatic!\" Just for
the hell of it he sat up and kissed Dumbledore again.

Then he chuckled, seeing that the older man\'s cock was
awakening. \"Can I, suck it?\" he asked sounding oddly
like a child asking for candy. \"Please???\"

\"Indulge yourself my love.\" Dumbledore lay back
against the pillows, legs spread as Severus crawled
over and looked down at the impressive organ with
obvious delight. He leaned forward and kissed the
head reverently. Then allowed his tongue to caress
the tip. \"That oil is very strong, you still taste
like lemon drops.\" He laughed licking it again. \"Do
you have any other flavors? Though, (lick) I think
(mmmm) I could develop a (slurp) taste for lemon
drops.\" Then he took it full into his mouth.

Albus sighed contentedly weaving his fingers in his
lover\'s hair. It was not greasy as some believed, but
soft and fine. This was exquisite. That usually
caustic tongue was very clever, moving around his
aching manhood. Too clever, thought Dumbledore, but
he pushed the thought aside. He refused to allow his
mood to be ruined by thinking of the reason that
Severus was such an expert on fellatio.

Many hours of forced practice for Voldemort, Malfoy
and others. But for once Severus did this because he
wanted to, not for any other reason.

When Severus started to hum, Dumbledore\'s mind snapped
back to what was actually happening. He found his
hips thrusting into his lover\'s ravenous mouth. \"I\'m
going to...\" he hissed in warning, Snape sucked harder
and made the most exquisite sounds as Dumbledore shot
down his throat. He swallowed most of it, though a
little dripped on his chin, looking a bit like melting
ice cream.

Severus used the back of his hand to wipe it off, then
slowly licked it off his hand like a cat licking up
cream. Which was just about the sexiest thing
Dumbledore had ever seen.

Then the younger man reached down to touch his own
hardening cock. \"Albus, I want to, I mean, how do you
feel about, being, on the ah, receiving end?\"

\"I want to feel you inside me Severus.\" Snape needed
no more encouragement, he found the jar of oil. \"No,\"
said Dumbledore abruptly leaning back for him, \"I
prefer it hard and fast, do not bother with that.\"

Looking a little surprised considering how concerned
his lover usually seemed about his comfort the younger
wizard moved up between his legs and with a single
thrust pushed inside. Dumbledore threw back his head
gasping, his face lost in a cascade of silver hair.

\"Harder!\" he moaned legs wrapped around Snape\'s slim
hips, long fingers clawing at the sheets.
Grunting furiously Severus did his best to fuck his
lover hard and fast as requested. He was actually a
not very skilled in this. He was rarely allowed to
top. Though enthusiasm and a desire to please went a
long way as far as Albus was concerned. The pair
kissed, clutched, stroked, breath coming in short
gasps as sweat-stained bodies straining against each
other.

Since both were already hyper aroused, very soon both
men were shuddering with orgasm, and Snape collapsed
over Dumbledore. A few moments later when he could
sit up he looked down in surprise, then gasped.

\"Albus, you just came, (pant) three times for Merlin\'s
sake! How can you still be hard!\"

\"You inspire me,\" he answered not even out of breath.
Slowly getting up onto his knees his smile telling
Severus quite eloquently that he obviously wanted to
go another round. \"Come on,\" he said hand on his
cock.

Severus turned away from him this time, head pillowed
on his crossed arms, his thighs spread. But before
Dumbledore could get in place he suddenly glanced back
over his shoulder. \"This is not natural you know,\" He
was still panting and breathless as he spoke. \"Not for
a man of twenty, let alone one hundred and fifty!
I must be too young, I do not know how much more of
this I can take!\"

\"For me, especially thinking about you, or more
specifically, fucking you, this is perfectly natural.
As to the other my love, you are going to take it
all.\" He used the oil once again on his aching cock
and rammed it home. Snape whimpered and moaned
writhing beneath the older man.

Dumbledore slammed in hard this time, his hand
reaching around to stoke him even harder. \"Merlin,
(pant) not again!\" Snape yelped breathlessly as he
felt another climax building. \"You will (whimper) kill
me!\" This time Severus saw stars, then he blacked out
completely.
---

Several hours later, with the hex completely out of his
system, and his keen mind as sharp as a knife, Severus Snape
was on his knees before Voldemort, though for a
change, the snake was happy.

\"The great Albus Dumbledore succumbing to drink and
the willing thighs of my sweet servant!\" He gave a
hissing laugh, his red rimmed eyes glinting in the
semidarkness. \"You have pleased me greatly, Severus.
This is wonderful news.\"

\"It is my life to obey, my Lord.\"

\"Yes.\" Severus tried not to cringe as he felt the cold
hand on his cheek. \"Come to my bed, Severus. You must
long to feel a man inside you after enduring the
pawing of that pathetic geriatric.\"

\"As you will, my Lord.\" Severus stood gracefully
followed him to the room, his face impassive as
always. \'I have already had a real man inside me, you
slimy foul serpent!\' He thought smugly. He closed
his eyes for a moment, feeling Albus\' mind gently
brush his.

Yes, he could endure this.

Severus Snape could endure anything while reveling in
the warmth of Albus Dumbledore\'s unconditional love.
Voldemort would use his body, but it was no more then
skin deep. He would not truly touch Severus Snape.
He had one thought as he followed his so-called
master. \'When I leave your vile presence I will go
back to you enemy\'s bed and he will take me, and
pleasure me in ways that you could never dream.\'

And so he did.

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