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James waited impatiently for his prey to walk around the corner of this part of the castle. Leaning against the cool rough stones he frowned slightly not liking the direction his thoughts had been turning of late. Ever since Sirius tried to commit murder via werewolf James found himself reflecting on his past "pranks" and was not enjoying the conclusion of jock and bully that he was drawing.
James had always had trouble understanding other humans' emotions and as a result, had from a very young age learnt to apply masks to cover up the real James and to blend in with the rest of humanity. He was furious with himself to find that somehow the mask of fun-loving Gryffindor prankster had dictated too many of his movement over the last couple of years.
Well not any more. That mask had already achieved its purpose of getting him followers by the end of First year. But he had been lazy and hadn’t bothered to change his mask and was seriously regretting it now. He all but boxed himself into a corner by being what others had wanted and expected him to be. It had been pointless he hadn’t achieved anything since first years and that was not acceptable.
So, things would change from now on. He would stop trying to do what others expected and start doing things for himself. He would slowly wean people off that mask and begin building a new one. One that was more serious and ‘grown-up’ he knew he was old enough now that people wouldn’t question it.
Hearing footsteps come his way James smiled here was his chance to take control and be the man he chose to be. Step one in that direction was to apologise and make it up to Snape. It wouldn’t be easy, but it would help James to shed the old mask and start wearing the new one.
*
Severus turned the corner tied and not paying attention, he had suffered from horrendous night terrors since almost been fed to a werewolf. Catching a glimpse of messy dark hair, he shot out his wand but was too slow as his opponent disarmed him.
"Snape wait, I just want to talk to you," Potter said.
"And let your little friends catch up so you can hex me together! Forget that."
Servers to his shame turn to run off, but better to run like a coward and live to fight another day, then stand his ground like a foolish Gryffindor and be hexed into oblivion.
"Please"
Hearing that word come from Potters lip so surprised him that Severus looked back only to freeze in shock. Potter was on his knees and placed out of arms reach was both his wand and Severus.
"I just want you to give me a chance to apologise for all the torment the Marauders and I have put you through and to arrange for a cease-fire between us," Potter stated formally.
"You must think I'm an idiot. There is no way I’m falling for that." Snape yelled angrily, keeping an eye on his surrounding waiting for the rest of the gryffindorks to appear.
"What can I do to make you give me a chance to prove I mean what I said?"
"You can suck my cock," Severus sneered
"Okay" Potter agreed calmly.
"What???" Severus said confused he had been snapping an insult not making an offer.
"I agree to your terms" Potter replied. "And I'll fulfil them now, to prove I'm serious."
Severus watched frozen in disbelief as Potter began to crawl towards him, reminding him nothing so much as a lion prowling towards its prey. He braced himself sure that any second now Potter was going to crack and laugh in his face, or the rest of the Marauders would spring around the corner to hex him, or something.
But Potter reached him placed his hands on Severus hips half twisting him so his back rested against the wall. Potter then lent in and nuzzled Severus crotch. Severus gasped and watched wide-eyed as Potter undid his belt and lowered his zipper. He reached in and drew out Severus cock.
He wasn't hard at all his body to confused to know what was going on. But that changed very quickly when Potter popped his head into his mouth and sucked. Severus threw his head back in shock. He closed his eyes as he was drowned in a glorious wet heat and suction. He could feel his cock as it was bathed and lathered as a tongue stroked it, and Oh, Yesss there! Just there.
Convinced he must be hallucinating Severus looked down. But there on his knees before him was James Potter moving up and down gliding his tongue across the base as he sucked as he gave Severus his first-ever blow job.
The sight of his cock disappearing in his enemies' mouth combined with the sensations radiating from his dick outwards and the fact he wasn't experienced meant that in an embarrassingly short time Severus could fill his balls tighten as he hovered right on the edge. Giving a strangled cry of alarm Severus tried to push Potter off, only to have Potter tighten his grip and swollen him down to his roots. Severus spilled himself down Potters tight throat with a loud groan clenching as fireworks went off behind his closed eyelids.
His mind blanking out as bliss swept through his body. Coming down from the high Severus opened his eyes and watched bemused as Potter tucked him back into his pants and did him up. Keeping a hand on his hips to support Severus shaking legs. After a couple more breaths Severus was recovered enough that he could move away from the wall. Potter stood gracefully and said in a much more husker voice,
"Good, so there is a chance then that we can work this out after all."
He nodded to Severus then turned and walk up the corridor swooping to pick up his wand but leaving Severus' alone as he disappeared around the corner.
Severus who was waiting for the punch line blinked slowly. He hadn't been mocked, or hexed, or punched as he expected. Still not entirely trusting that something wasn't going to blow up in his face he hurried to his wand and after checking it for any malicious spells scooped it up and hurried off to the Slytherin common room.
Once he was safely hidden behind his curtains on his bed, he though over the encounter again. Trying to see where the trap lay, but despite how hard he looked he couldn't find one. The only thing that was annoying Severus was that despite the fact he had been the one on his knees servicing him, Potter had been the dominate one of that encounter.
Severus looked down at his rising cock in betrayal as it happily informed him that at least one part of his anatomy had no issues with this at all. Snarling at himself and determined to ignore his body Severus turned on his side and wrapped the blankets around himself not touching his prick and closed his eyes willing himself to sleep.
*
James looked around the Great Hall as it filled with students coming in for Lunch. His father had sent him a letter this morning telling him he was old enough now to start seriously considering what Coven he would join when he was an adult. Or if he still wished to start his own Coven he needed to start cultivating beneficially relationship, especially those that would improve the new coven.
James idly tapped his plate with a fork as he thought about what he had to work with. Remus who was sitting beside him would be one to keep. Yes, the werewolf factor would look like a political weakness, but James knew that more than half their pranks and their greatest work the Map would not have been possible with Remus cleaver mind behind them.
He looked down the tablet to a sulking Sirius as they were still giving him the silent treatment with Peter dancing attendance on him. Sirius also was in. The power of his house combined with Sirius smarts were worth the work. Especially if James could harness the Black madness enough to point it in the right direction as opposed to randomly striking out.
Peter, on the other hand, was to be discarded. He had nothing to offer and five years of what others called friendship meant nothing to James. Peter was only their friend because he had been sorted into their dorm. And it would have been annoying to have Peter underfoot when they were trying to plan their pranks, better to just include him.
Still, once school was done, James had no issues with walking away from Peter. A noise drew his eyes further and he looked at Lily Evens. She glanced up and he nodded cordially then looked away, missing Lily eyes widening in surprise at this civil action.
James was quite pleased with himself, who he married had to be the best thing for the Potter Coven. So, the fact that the one he had set his sights on was a brilliant student and was a muggle-born to offset his pureblood was perfect. She would help draw one set of the political party while he could draw on the other.
The fact that she had a wicked temper and sharp tongue filled James with a dark glee. Yes, Lily Evens would make a wonderful future Lady Potter. And while gathering beneficial people was the goal, there was no reason why James couldn't have those in his inner circle as people who were filled with hints of delicious darkness. James watched as Lily left the table and headed over towards Slytherin to be met halfway by Severus.
I wonder... James though suddenly staring at Snape. Last night when he had been blowing him, James had felt the rich darkness of Snape magic. It was addictive and James wanted to taste it again.
What if? James mussed I branched out of my own Hogwarts house.
He ate his lunch absentmindedly as he turned this thought over in his head. To be sure there was bound to be great people in the other house but James didn't really know them yet. Another casualty to wearing the prankster mask too long.
Unlike a certain Slytherin who James had been paying attention to right from first year. Snape was brilliant at potions, there was no way to deny that. Also, the fact he had more often them not held his own when it was four against one meant he must be a brilliant dueller as well. There were a lot of benefits to having someone with those skills close to your side.
Now James was thinking about it, he wouldn't mind following the old tradition of a Lord having both a wife and a companion. James watched as Lily and Severus bent their heads together, and if they could draw comfort from each other when James was away all the better. Much more chance of the household being a happy and more importantly productive one.
Yes, James though why should I limit myself to just one, when I could have them both. Having grown up always getting what he wanted James couldn't see any reason this wouldn't come to pass as well. Sure, it might take a bit more work and effort but the rewards would well and truly outweigh that.
*
"Sev, have you seen how odd James Potter is acting these last couple of days?" Lily asked as she came up to him.
Severus felt his heart leap with alarm and dread shoot through him.
"What! What do you know?" Sev asked concerned, was this the trick? Potter telling tales about Severus' pathetic sex experience to the whole of the Gryffindor common room.
"Nothing, no one has said anything, it’s just what I have noticed," Lily explained looking at him oddly.
Severus looked at her considering,
"What have you observed?" He asked keen to get an insider view of what was happening in the Gryffindor house.
"He has been a lot quieter, spending lots of time lost in thought. There hasn't been a single prank played in days. He is not talking to Sirius Black for some reason either. But he is talking quietly alone with various people in our house both younger years and older and they all walk away from the talk looking thoughtful"
Severus looked at Lily in shock. This was so far out of Potter's normal behaviour that it sounded unreal.
"Have you check him for imperius?" Severus offered half-seriously.
"Sev!" Lily hit his arm in annoyance. "You know something what is it?" She narrowed her eyes at him.
"I may know something," Severus said knowing that lying to Lily was an effort in futility. "Give me a week to check my sources and I’ll get back to you"
"Why can't you tell me now?" Lily asked frustrated.
"Because you know I hate gossip and I refuse to say anything that is not true."
Which wasn't a lie, but also there was no way he wanted Lily to find out what happened between him and Potter. Not while there was still a slither of a chance, she might go out with him. Lily conceded with a huff and dragged him off to their next class.
For the next couple of days, Severus kept an eye on the Marauders, but for the first time, they didn't pay him any attention. Black was once again welcomed in Potter and Lupin presence after a lot of serious talks that people whiteness but never overheard.
The group was slowly increasing their boisterousness, while they were still nowhere near the level they use to be before the whole werewolf incident they were once again becoming the centre of attention. Still, the bullying behaviour had yet to make an appearance. It seemed like Potter was keeping his world but Severus knew better than to trust to looks. Especial with this particular group, who had wiggled their way out of trouble more times than could be counted.
Finally, Severus decided to put it to the test. If Potter failed it, which he most likely would, then Severus could go back to hating the whole group in peace. And hopefully, get rid of the wet dreams featuring hazel eye and messy hair. But if for some strange reason Potter passed the test well then, Severus wasn't a Slytherin for nothing. He could put to one side his feelings and the enmity of the last five years to get something worthwhile.
He knew what his prospects were considering his half-blood status and ugly looks. He would see exactly what he could get out of this arrangement and encourage it to continue as long as he could. There would never be another chance to have a pureblood heir hoping to win his favour.
Walking up to the Marauders in the library Severus asked.
"Potter, could I have a word?"
Potter looked up from his work and pushing his glasses up asked in a normal voice.
"Sure, what do you want to talk about?" The other Marauders were watching this curiously. Black had a faint sneer on his face but wasn't interfering.
"I want to discuss the offer you made to me the other night. Alone."
Black snapped open his mouth to spit an insult but was kicked viciously under the table by both Potter and Lupin who were sitting either side of him. He subsided with a yelp of pain and muttered soundlessly into his homework. Severus smirked but not wanting to ruin this opportunity said nothing.
"Sounds fair," Potter agreed. "Where and when?"
"Second floor by the tapestry of the wandering monk, and tonight an hour before curfew," Severus said.
"See you then," Potter replied and then turned back to his homework.
Severus deliberately turned his back and walked away, but despite expectations, he again wasn't curse or hexed. He knew had he done this three weeks ago he would have ended up in the hospital wing. He frowned to himself the location was near a bolt hole that Severus could use to escape back to Slytherin territory and the time frame he had given them didn't leave them a lot of time to set an ambush or booby trap the place.
Which was perfect because a rushed job meant Severus had that much more chance of springing the trap and walking away. However, despite this being all Severus plan he couldn't help feeling that Potter had somehow gotten Severus to do what he wanted. Not liking where this though was going Severus used his newly taught occlumency to bury the thought and prepare for tonight’s encounter.
*
James smiled pleased with himself. Luring Snape to him was going to take time and patience but James had a fair bit of experience of getting half-feral animals to accept his touch and eventually obey to his mastery. He had decided to use the same techniques for Snape and Evens.
And look how it was turning out, one of the wild breeding pair was circling him, checking him out to see if he meant harm to the pack or not. And where one went, the other was sure to follow. Not wanting to scare his feral beast away James held eye contact with each of the Marauders.
"Remember what we talked about," He said sternly.
Peter was the first to fold. Dropping eye contact straight away and bobbing his head nervously. Remus was next, nodding once and calmly going back to his homework as he had been in full agreeance of plan all along. Or what he knew of the plan anyway, no need for James to bog Remus down with things that didn't concern him.
Sirius held out the longest stubbornly keeping his head high staring James back in a silent struggle for dominance. Not that, that was ever in question as Sirius blinked and shifted his eyes away.
"I don't understand why you choose Sniv.., I mean Snape in the first place," He muttered correcting himself halfway through his sentence. The punishment James had given him in their dorm was still doing its job he was pleased to see. James reached out and gripped the back of Sirius neck feeling him relax with the reminder of James promise to always look out for him.
"You know why," James' voice prompted.
"Yeah well, whatever, so long as you don't ask me to get involved," Sirius submitted.
James urged him closer until their foreheads touched.
"I promise you don't have to do anything with my project with Snape but accept it," James said softly. He felt Sirius nodding and breathed out. "Good boy."
Releasing Sirius James looked across and saw Peter blushing and trying to hide his look of disgust. This was another reason that Peter was to be abandoned. Despite witnessing five years of his dominance to Sirius and Remus submission he still thought it had to do with sex.
Peter had even seen that Remus was straight and yes while Sirius would have sex with anything that gave him the ok, James had never not once shown any signs of being interested in any of his roommates. He didn't have room to put up with such stupidity.
Turning his mind to more pleasant things, James mental went through his possessions to see what he had that he could give to Snape as a treat. He knew one of the quickest ways to tame a wild creature was to offer it treats and kind words. And once they came close enough then it was of pleasurable touches.
James could feel himself beginning to stir with eagerness. Using his strong self-discipline, he showed no outwards sign but decided not to will his erection away. He liked the thought of staying half aroused for the next couple of hours to build the anticipation until he meets up with Snape again.
*
Severus paced worriedly. He had arrived 15 minutes early so he could scan and deal with any traps and now wasn't sure if he was pleased or not to not find any. In fact, according to all his spell work both light and Dark no living thing had passed this way in 48 hours.
Frowning in befuddlement Severus went over his plan again. If Potter came to trick or harm him breaking his word, then Severus had a particularly nasty curse ready to go. If on the other hand, Potter came to work out details of their truce, then Severus was to use all his skill to wring everything he could out of the deal.
He was to especial see if he could get anything that would help him after he left school. A letter of reference would be a prize beyond all others, with that more doors would be open to him attempting to get his potion mastery. Without such a letter he may as well give up any thought of it. It didn't matter how well he did in school without that letter none of the current masters would take him on.
His dream was well known in the Slytherin common room and there had been a couple of hints that he could get the letter of reference form some of the Dark purebloods. That had been his plan all along but if he could get one off Potter for free instead of having to owe a debt to those houses the better. He wasn't sure he would be able to pay the debt off as they never asked for money as they had far too much of their own to want his.
Instead, most debts were paid in other coins. And the thought that he won't have to offer up coin of flesh or servitude would improve his life by miles. Especially as he had the foresight to not agree to any offers yet, meaning he wouldn't have offended a powerful house by backing out of the agreement.
He looked up as he heard footsteps and watched as Potter appeared and walked towards him. When he was a meter away Potter slid his bag off his shoulder and onto the floor against the wall. He then made a show of slowly removing his wand and placing it beside his bag. Severus realised he was clenching his own wand and not wanting to be outdone by Potter reluctantly slid his wand up his sleeve. It was enough to show he was cooperation without being an idiot Gryffindor and having his wand out of reach if he needed it.
Potter smiled in gratitude, his face slightly flushed and eyes darkening with need.
"Good" he purred.
Severus felt himself flush, thrown off balance both by Potter's looks and his response to Potters praise. He went to sneer something only to have Potter prowl towards him and once again gracefully drop to his knees in front of Severus pants.
"What are you doing?" Severus blurted out.
Potter paused with his hands resting on Severus hips the thumbs slowly sweeping the crease down to his groin and back up again.
"Did you want to change the conditions needed to get you to listen to me talk to you?" Potter asked mildly.
"Ah no, no, the um, original conditions are fine." Severus croaked out.
He had not even considered that Potter would see his offhand remark as a rule needed to be followed every time. In fact, he hadn't even though any more sexual contact between them would ever happen again and hadn't planned for this eventuality, on the other hand, he was a sixteen-year-old boy there was no way he was going to say no to someone offering to give him a blow job every time they wanted to talk to him.
"Good," Potter said again, once more filling Severus with an embarrassedly pleased feeling.
"I had to be quick last go, and was hoping to take my time this time around," Potter stated running a hand up the inside of Severus legs and cupping him.
Severus could feel himself becoming feeble-minded with lust, gathered all his remaining wit and bravado and said condescendingly
"I'll like to see you try, Gryffindor’s all think that more speed the better."
Potter burst out in delighted laughter.
"Alright my clever serpent, let’s put that to the test shall we."
Severus, who was going to say he didn't belong to Potter, swallowed instead as a head of messy hair nestled into his groin then the face tilted upwards and he found himself looking past glasses into eyes so blown with arousal that there was only the hint of colour around the dark pupil.
Potters hands caressed every inch of his groin before gradually undoing his button. He then lent forward and grabbed Severus zip in-between his teeth. Grinning wickedly, he leisurely pulled down undoing one zip at a time all the while he continued to fondle the covered cock and balls. Severus could feel pleasure beginning to grow from the teasing touch.
Potter's nose kept nudging his penis with every click and his breath kept hitching every time this happened. Potter must have caught on because suddenly the zipper was mysteriously stuck which in turn made Potter have to bend and twist his head to undo it. As a result, the nose brushed one length of his dick then rubbed up against the other side before swirling around the head.
Potter spat out the zipper to command in a compelling tone. "Breath Snape" and as Severus drew in a ragged gasp he continued. "Good. That's it."
He found to his embarrassment that he had stopped breathing completely and he once again had gotten a thrill from following a command when Potter said it in that particular tone of voice.
"Ok, now where was I?" Potter idly asked as he fumbled around trying to get the zip back in his mouth without using his currently much-occupied hands. Pretending to ignoring Severus gasps and moans as he pressed against sensitive bits of his anatomy.
Severus began to regret speaking so hastily, as Potter kept going back to certain spots that made him whine. He had forgotten there wasn't a dare out there that a Gryffindor wouldn't give their all to complete. No matter how dangerous or out of their skill level it was. Although if Potter continued the way he was going he would complete this dare with his annoying typical Gryffindor flying colours.
Finally, the zip was undone, Potter spread the pant opening apart and leaning back slightly to gaze his fill of Severus engorged member trapped behind his underwear. To his embarrassment, there was a very obvious wet spot, where he had leaked copious amount of pre-cum. Face flushing with heat, shame and bitterness filling his mouth he tried to pull close his pants to cover it up snapping
"Don't look."
Potter knocked his hands away and opened his pants again.
"It's a good sign, Snape, I’m extremely flattered it means I’m doing a good job," Potter mentioned casually, not wanting to scare Snape off. He used one finger to stroke the length of Severus cock, grinning pleased as it twitched noticeably.
Leaning forwards he popped the wet spot into his mouth being careful not to touch the straining flesh behind it and sucked all the liquid out. He released it and lent back so Severus could see him lick his lips. He then continued stroking the penis, only applying enough pressure to be felt as a tickling stimulation sensation but not enough to satisfy. Eventually, Severus thought he would go mad if Potter didn't get on with it.
"Enough!" He cried out.
Potter took mercy on him and drew his underwear down just enough to tuck under his balls. He then grabbed the base of his cock but instead of putting it in his mouth like Severus was expecting he began to give the tip tiny kitten licks. Languidly he covered the whole penis working from the top and inching downwards towards the bottom.
Once he got there, he lifted it out of the way, holding it gently against his stomach as he began to cover his balls with the tiny licks mixed with the odd minuscule suck. Severus couldn't stand it anymore, his breathing had gone ragged and his whole body was strumming with tension. With his emotions running high and changing so rapidly he felt like he was going to burst. Unlike pain, he had no resistance built up towards pleasurable touch and he found himself begging.
"Please, stop teasing!"
"All you had to do was ask me," Potter explained teaching.
Then he swallowed him down whole, Severus cried out in shock jerking forwards, but Potter rode him out staying right where he was. He grabbed one of Severus hands and placed it on the back of his head, then once Severus had clenched down on his hair began bobbing his head coming halfway up his shaft before sinking all the way to the root again.
Severus couldn't stop himself from unconsciously thrusting into Potter, but going by the encouraging hum he didn't mind. Looking down his body he watches fascinated by the sight of his dick being wrapped around by Potter's lips disappearing and reappearing. He flexed his fingers in Potters hair savouring the way it felt, which made Potter glance up at him.
He looked at Severus like he was the most important thing in the universal at this moment. Having spent all of his life having never been even close to the most important thing to anybody, it was this look that tipped Severus over the edge.
He tightened his grip on Potters hair shoving him down his cock for the first time as his body arched and he came with a yell. He felt himself shoot a long stream and then another and another before he was done. Potter released him and all tension fled from his body, making him collapse onto the floor.
The climax had been so strong that the chains Severus kept on his emotions broke as well and he burst out crying. Mortified he curling up into a ball of misery and he found that no matter how he tried, he couldn't stop.
Gratefully he found himself surrounded in blessed darkness, which hid how pathetic he was from anyone seeing. Bitterly Severus raged at himself, he had one chance of improving his lot in life. But he had ruined it because he was a cry baby that couldn't handle having his cock sucked. Merlin the Marauders were right he really was a snivellus. Severus continued to put himself down while his body shook with his silent tears, the legacy of growing up in his household meant that he always cried without making a sound.
Time passed and his storm of tears dried up. Starting to become aware again Severus found his head resting on a comfortable surface and something was stroking down his back in a soothing repetition. Shifting slightly in confusion Severus realised that it was a thigh under his head.
Since there hadn't been anybody else around logic would state that it was Potters lap he was laying in with Potters cloak shielding him, and Potters arm soothing him. But that couldn't be true, there was no way Potter would have stuck around, not even to poke fun as it was too long to wait.
After all, no one wanted to deal with snivellus, especially not if you just gave him an awesome blow job and his response was to blubber everywhere. Yet he could feel the slight scratchiness of the trousers under his cheek which ruled out him hallucinating. Not able to think of a reason why someone else would try to comfort him (Except for Lily, but this was definitely a male and therefore not her) Severus tentatively called out.
"Potter?"
"Hmm?" came a deep patient reply.
Severus stiffened in alarm, but nothing else changed. Potter continued his strokes and made no effort to try to talk to Severus, leaving him with his presence without bombarding him with questions. Slowly, the longer the peace held the more Severus began to relax until his whole body was limp and he felt himself slowly drifting his mind going fuzzy.
"Huh, 's nice lying in someone lap. Can see why people go 'rond doing it," he mused sleepily.
There was a quiet chuckle from somewhere above him. He shifted into a slightly more comfortable position then murmured,
"I'm going to go to sleep now."
The stroking stopped and then was a tap on his shoulder.
"You can't go to sleep here the teachers will give us detention," the nice voice said. "Come on Snape, up you get."
The darkness disappeared and Severus blinked blearily at the torch-lit corridor and Potters head peering down at him.
"Ah, crap you've dropped," Potter said with self-annoyance.
“‘M sorry?" Severus offered muddled.
"No, the fault was mine. I should have been paying more attention,” Potter said as he helps Severus stand up.
"Are you cold?" Potter asked.
"No" Severus replied, then he became aware of his body shivering as an icy cold feeling swept down his spine.
"Wait yes!"
"Come on," Potter wrapped an arm around his shoulders and led him back down the corridor, stopping only to pick up his bag and wand. The first abandoned classroom they came across Potter led them into and wrapping Severus in his cloak as well as his own told him to stay leaning against the teacher's desk.
Potter then began transfiguring all the desk and chairs into a large bed with a thick mattress with more blankets then Severus thought anybody could need. He then led Severus over to the bed got him to sit on the edge and lent down to take off his shoes. When he stood up and began to unbutton Severus shirt, Severus clumsily pushed his hands away.
"No, stop, I don't wanna have sex now."
Potter instantly stopped letting go of Severus. He crouched a little so that he was looking into Severus eyes.
"Good boy," he said.
"Huh???"
"Thank you for telling me that you wanted to stop. I was beginning to worry you would let me do anything and never say no," Potter explained.
Severus drew himself up wavering slightly.
"I'm not a doormat! I won't let anyone walk all over me." Having watched his mother become exactly that he was determined to never follow in her footsteps. It made a big enough mark to penetrate through the fog in his head.
"Good, I’m pleased to hear it," Potter said. "The reason I was removing your shirt wasn't to have sex with you but to share body heat. I'm going to remove my shirt and shoes but leave my trousers on. Do you need help with your shirt or can you do it yourself?"
Potter explained as he began to remove his shirt and shoes. Severus stared at the expanse of skin now suddenly on view, eyes wide in fascination before recalling the question and looking down began to fumble with his buttons.
His fingers wouldn't work properly and he was getting more and more frustrated when suddenly a pair of strong callused finger appeared and quickly and efficiently unbuttoned him. The next thing he knew he was tumbling into a toasty warm bed with more blankets piled on top of him. Exclaiming happily, he buried himself under them and drifted off.
A short while later his head and shoulders were lifted and a cup was placed at his lips. As soon as the first drop hit his tongue, he realised he was dying of thirst. Trying to gulp the drink down he found himself whining in frustration as the cup kept getting taken away forcing him to swallow and breath in-between gulps.
But the cup kept coming back and eventuality he felt full. Turning his head away when the cup was offered again, he found himself back under his pile of blankets with a warm chest against his back. A hand was wrapped around him drawing his closer to the body besides him and a command was given to sleep in a voice he felt a thrill to obey.
When Severus awoke the next morning, he was glad to realise his mind was back to its usual clarity. Making sure he stayed relaxed and kept his breathing deep and even so Potter wouldn't know he was up yet. It gave him time to think over what had happened last night.
Severus had heard of Sub drops before but had never thought to experience it himself as he one, never thought he would find himself with a partner that wanted to play in that scene and two, he never thought of himself as submissive. He did have to admit to himself that his idea of a sub was pretty basic. He would have to do some more research on this.
Potter shifted slightly in his sleep inching closer to Severus, close enough in fact that Severus could feel his morning wood nestle against the small of his back. Which brought Severus around to thinking of Potter. He must be genuine about this truce. Because he had multiple opportunities to either mock the crap out of him and make his life a living hell or to fuck him if for some reason that was Potter's aim.
Severus was so compromised last night that he wouldn't have been able to fight him off and it would have been very easy for Potter to trick him into thinking he wanted to have sex. And yet Potter hadn't even attempted anything, in fact, he had backed off so quick when Severus had given that pathetic no, despite the fact he wasn't in truth trying to have sex with him.
Severus burned to have to admit it even if it was just in his head but Potter had been the perfect well-behaved pureblood heir last night. Hating the fact that he felt things were so uneven between them Severus was determined to get them back on even ground.
One way to start the process would be to deal with the insistent hardness he could feel pressed against him. Despite having never done it before Severus figured it couldn't be that hard, just shove the dick in your mouth and suck. Not being aroused as he saw this as a debt to be paid Severus told himself to suck it up and look at it as a duty to be gotten over with. The sooner he started the sooner it was done.
*
James woke on his back to a body sliding down his and hands fumbling at his PJ pants drawstrings.
"No"
He said firmly yet gently keeping his eyes closed. He drew the squirming body back up until he was laying on top of James. Opening his eyes, he saw the scowling face of his feral serpent looking down on him.
"Why not? You can't be turned off by the idea of me blowing you, you’re hard." Snape demanded.
"But you’re not." James said firmly “and I'm only interested in enthusiastic consent in my partners."
He had no desire in taking the unwilling. As much as he loved the darkness, rape did nothing for him. Snape scowled harder and squirmed more determinedly. But James noticed didn't ask to be released, so he continued to hold him securely arms wrapped around his back pinning his body to James chest.
James knew he had screwed up last night and pushed too hard too quickly. The fact he didn't realise until later that Severus was a virgin with a skin hunger that was alarming as it was sad was no excuse. Surely Lily wasn't the only person in the world who consciously touched Snape.
He knew he would take this new knowledge into consideration when dealing with him in the further. In the back of his mind, James was crowing darkly pleased. Snape being untouched was an unlooked-for gem and only increased his feelings of possessiveness. Snape was his!
Everyone else had their chance and if they were too stupid to grab him up well that wasn't James problem. He would feed Snape’s hungers, skin, flesh, and whatever else he needed. And in return tie Snape to him so thoroughly he would never choose to leave his side.
The skin to skin contact was extremely pleasant Although James hoped he did stop squirming soon as it wasn't helping his erection go down to have a half-naked body wiggling against him. Snape seemed to read his mind because he stopped moving and instead demanded,
"Now what?"
"I don’t suppose you would be open to us just lying here and relaxing for a bit longer. Not all of us are morning people."
"No, we cannot!"
"Fine," James sighed then sat up rubbing his eyes. He reached over and put on his glasses making sure to keep some part of his skin in contact with Snape.
"To business then," grabbing his bag and digging around in it, he pulled out his treat for Snape and handed it over.
"What’s this?" Snape question the parcel warily.
"A gift," James replied and watched with delight as his feral serpent drew his wand and checked the badly wrapped gift for hexes. Finding none Snape reluctantly opened it only to have his face flush with shock before it blanked completely.
*
Severus starred before him was a silver stirring rod. It was a princely piece of equipment then Severus would love to own but could never even think of affording. He had thoughts of maybe getting one once he had sold the patient to some new potion recipes. To have one before him now taunting him as a gift was just cruel.
"I'm not a fool, I know what will happen if I 'accept' this gift. I take it and use it maybe once then next thing I know I have Auror’s banging on the school door to arrest me for 'stealing from a pureblood heir'." Severus spat out in anger.
Potter's grin didn't shift one iota.
"Which is why you need this," Potter whipped out a parchment from behind his back. Severus pause and took it with a shaking hand.
"Is that..." he started in distress.
"Oathbound parchment? Yes, it is. I happened to have a couple of blank sheets and wrote this one up before meeting last night." Potter explained, pushing the stirring rod closer as Severus read the short document stating that the sliver stirring rod was a gift given from James to Severus with no strings attached.
He looked at Potter in disgusts at the blatant waste of money but snatched the stirring rod up. He looked around then become self-conscious as he slid off the bed and out of Potter grasp for the first time in hours. Severus picked up his clothes and got dressed with economic movements. Sighing Potter slid out of the bed and did the same. Untransfiguring the furniture once he was done.
Severus watched him, then, determined not to spend any more time worrying about motives decided that the only way he was going to get an answer was to be a Gryffindor and ask outright.
"Tell me why you are doing all this. This is an above and beyond just for an acceptance of an apology."
Potter looked up surprised and Snape could see approval in his eyes.
"Your right, I do want more than just your forgiveness," Potter said. He then looked at Severus considering before continuing. "My father gave me permission to start thinking about coven members."
Severus nodded everyone in Slytherin knew of the Covens. Groups of adult Wixen that worked together for a common goal even if not everyone was going to be able to join one. Severus knew that he would never join unless some fool of a noble invited him into their Coven.
"Ok, but what does that have to do with me?" He asked.
Potter grinned. "I'm looking for potential people to fill my inner circle. You are one of the candidates."
Severus stared at him flabbergasted. Apparently here was one of those fools.
"I see," Severus replied not seeing at all. "And how does one go about become a potential person?"
"Exactly what we are doing, we meet up, discuss things, at some stage you show what you can bring to the table and I tell you what I’m offering in exchange. If it looks agreeable then both parties start working on a contract." Potter informed him casually.
Severus blinked startled. He was astounded to find Potter was thinking about possibly using a contract. If he got a contract he would be set for life. Straight away his status in society would rise and he would also have the power of a noble house behind him.
"Take your time to think about whether you are interested," Potter continued. "On Saturday after lunch, I’m having a gathering of potential people to meet me in the classroom next to the charms corridor. If you think you want to know more, come along. Feel free to bring anyone you think who could also work out." Potter gather up his bag then reaching up he put his hand on the back on Severus neck giving it a gentle squeeze before trailing away.
"I hope to see you then" Potter turn and walked out the classroom leaving a perplexed Severus behind.