HP: Embrace the Darkness

"Cherish the blessings, I have to say..."

Artes spoke vaguely, and Snape covered Artes' mouth harder.

"Assuming you don't want to get out, just shut up."

Snape responded with a delicate peck on his palm and a pair of narrowed peach blossom eyes with a wanton smile.

The moist and warm kiss swept across the palm and then went down, grinding on the wrist bone. The itch that was number than before disturbed the heartstrings. Snape's fingers curled up and trembled slightly, and all the senses in his body were uncontrollably concentrated on the wrist.

This also caused him to miss the best opportunity to find Asseth quietly raising his hand.

There was a sudden spin.

The two of them fell down on the soft quilt.

Asseth's mouth was finally freed, and he accurately pulled his lover in for a kiss.

Lips touch each other, hot and slightly cool. The sharing of temperature makes their colors become the same, and inevitably they are stained by each other's moisture.

Aces lingered on his lover's lips, his peach blossom eyes were slightly raised, and the ends of his eyes were red.

He liked so much that he would open his lips, which were usually tightly pursed by his master and looked like a mean kiss.

When he thought that he was the only one in the world who knew how soft this mouth was for kissing, he couldn't help but want to make it his own.

Accompanied by the ambiguous swallowing sounds and the sound of lips and tongues intertwining, the atmosphere quickly heated up, burning reason.

The two pairs of hands that stirred up troubles in the fields of potion and alchemy were not willing to be outdone at this moment and flexibly unbuttoned each other's buttons, picking each one accurately.

This development got a little out of hand.

After stopping Artes' hand to undo the last button, Snape finally regained his sense from the dizzying kiss and saw clearly the current situation between himself and Artes.

His close-fitting shirt was only one button short of being able to be taken off completely, and the black robe that was wrapped like a protective shell on the outside had long been thrown away.

Maybe it's at the end of the bed, maybe it's on the floor, but it's not on him.

As for Aces...

For a moment, Snape really wanted to deny that this was his work - the buttons of the shirt that were originally tied to the top were either unbuttoned or torn off, and the collar and hem were open, exposing the collarbone and well-defined abdomen. muscles, and the mermaid line diagonally deep into the lower abdomen.

Being both male, Snape took a second look.

Compared to his body, which is always lean no matter how well he maintains it, Aces undoubtedly has the most energetic and healthy body among young people, and there is absolutely no shortage of it. The muscles driven by his movements are almost close to the thin skin, which is very impressive. You can see the explosive power contained in it at a glance.

When Snape observed Artes, Artes couldn't take his eyes off Snape.

Perhaps it was because he lacked proper nutrition during his childhood, and all the nutrition he got from the outside world affected his height. Snape didn't seem to have much muscle all over his body.

In addition, living in a cellar all year round, without exposure to sunlight, the skin becomes whiter. In some parts of the skin where the skin is thin, purple lines on blood vessels can be seen.

It looks like a plant growing in the dark, pale and fragile.

but……

Only by seeing it with your own eyes can you know how tough this body is. As long as it is not completely crushed, it can straighten its back and bear the oppression and destruction of the coming storm.

"Sev."

Aces suddenly shouted.

His voice was hoarse due to restraint, almost grinding into Snape's ears.

This made Snape uneasy and pulled the quilt over him.

"what's up?"

"It's okay, I just wanted to call you."

Knowing that the two of them could not continue now, Artes also pulled another quilt, rolled himself up, and rolled to Snape's side.

Snape didn't hide and leaned quietly against him.

Both of them had extraordinary willpower, and their messy breathing quickly returned to calmness in the silence.

After the most intense stage of anger had subsided, Snape sat up and got dressed first.

"It's getting late, you should go back. I don't want to receive another letter of euphemism from Butler Joel and a letter from your cousin asking for gossip."

While he was getting dressed, he unquestionably picked up Asseth from the bed. The coat hanging on the coat rack also floated over and hugged Asseth head-over-heels.

Aces opened his coat, cast a spell on his unsightly shirt, and successfully got a new shirt, and then he slowly buttoned the buttons.

"If their letters bother you, should I go back and talk to them today? Well... don't feel embarrassed, I can say that I am possessive."

Snape paused while putting on his clothes, "No, there's Morpidou in the cellar."

The implication is that without his acquiescence, these letters would never have been delivered to him.

So I am happy.

Asses understood and didn't mention it again.

Snape got dressed first, then suddenly remembered something, and he added quickly, "I'm going back to Spider-End Alley during the holidays. There's no one in the cellar, so don't leave empty-handed."

Asseth put on his coat and raised his head hesitantly, "Is this an invitation?"

Faced with Aces' aggressive behavior, Snape's answer was to push him directly out of the bedroom.

Pushing out of the bedroom was not enough. He personally escorted the person to the fireplace, supervised the floo powder, and read out the name of Cavendish Manor.

Quickly cutting through the mess and dealing with the people who disturbed his heartstrings, Snape picked up his luggage for home without stopping and packed himself and his luggage back home.

In just a few minutes, the two people who had been in love just now were separated in two places.

At Cavendish Manor, Asseth walked out of the fireplace and looked at each other with Joel who smiled at him, with ten thousand Herbo running for his life in his heart.

What a mistake, he didn't react enough to ask for a farewell kiss! ! !

"Master, please forgive me, you seem to be very unhappy to see me."

Joel's voice brought Arthur back from his thoughts.

Asseth was still thinking about the next date and did not dare to offend Joel, so he decisively changed the subject, "I heard that my cousin is really going to France to chase her husband thousands of miles away?"

"She dares!" Joel shouted angrily.

Aces smiled and said nothing.

Joel suddenly felt guilty. According to Susanna's temperament, maybe she really dared.

"Master, the letter on the left side of the desk in the study needs you to reply. The letter on the right side is fine but needs you to read it. The information sent back by Gavin is also on the desk, as well as some other things. Take your time and read it. I'll do it first. Go and see if Suzanne has escaped."

Joel quickly finished explaining Asseth and rushed towards the Daily Prophet with a wand in his hand.

Asseth looked at the slowly closing door and lamented countless times what a right decision he made to keep Susanna.

He vowed to invite Susanna to future weddings even if Grindelwald was not invited.

After appeasing his conscience, Asseth returned to the study.

Just as Joel said, there were several piles of letters and parchment neatly placed on the table.

"Hopefully there's some good news."

Asseth sighed and sat down at the table to read the letter.