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"Wait, Severus, let me go first... Can we sit down and talk about what we want to talk about?"

In the bright room, Wenxiu Lord was lying on the bed, his hands were tied, and his wand was taken away and put aside.

Severus, who was pressing on him, kept moving, his fingers nimbly unbuttoning his clothes, his dark eyes filled with a heart-pounding rage.

"What are you talking about?" Severus propped himself up and looked at the thin young man under him, feeling both distressed and angry.

He was too thin, and his short hair was frizzy. Just by looking at him, Severus could imagine how much he had suffered during this period.

When Severus thought about the person he had taken such good care of being raised into this state by others, he couldn't help but want to draw his wand and kill someone.

Those damn Death Eaters, damn Voldemort, and even more damn Sirius Black.

He really doesn't want to let any of them go!

Picking up the potion from the bedside table, Severus leaned closer again without waiting for Vincius Lord to answer.

The calloused hands roamed over the fair skin. Severus felt the warmth of the skin under his palm and swallowed the words that the silver-haired young man was about to say.

The body temperatures of the two people rose as their lips and tongues intertwined. The originally solidified milky white ointment also melted and turned into a river that meandered through the mountains and plains, and gathered into a lake in the depression of the abdomen.

The place that had not been touched for a long time still tasted the sweetness that Severus liked. He kissed it gently, feeling the changes in the silver-haired young man, lingering and affectionate.

In stark contrast to the gentle kiss, Severus' hands were not gentle at all, and could even be considered rough.

Just undressing him seemed to have exhausted all his patience. His rough palms rolled heavily over the delicate skin. Even with the ointment to lubricate it, it still left patches of pink wherever it passed.

Each stroke was heavy, and because of the slippery ointment, Wenxiu Lord felt as if clusters of flames were falling on his body, causing both pain and itchiness.

This feeling was so strange that Wenxiu Lord wanted to escape.

Trying hard to push away the tip of the tongue that was forcing its way into his mouth, Wenxiu Lord closed his teeth and turned his head away, avoiding Severus's kiss that was about to come down on him again.

He rubbed his cheek against his forearm and kissed Severus' wrist as he had done when they were teenagers.

"Good Sif, can you please untie the ties on my wrists first? This is very inconvenient."

What's inconvenient? Wenxiu Lord didn't say the next word. He deliberately said such suggestive words in order to make Severus let go of his hand and give him a chance to pull away.

But after a while, Wenxiu Lord did not hear any answer.

After pausing his flattering gesture, Wenxiu Lord turned his head in confusion and met Severus' eyes that were devoid of any lust.

"You want me to let you go? This is just the beginning. Wenxiu Lord, you are not a child anymore, right? Do you still think I will let you go as easily as before?"

The hand movements on his body continued, but Wenxiu Lord could not feel anything.

The gaze above his head was too cold, and the intimacy that once belonged to the two of them seemed to fail to stir up any emotions in those eyes.

The eyes, like deep pools, calmly reflected a small him, and also reflected his current embarrassment.

Her clothes were disheveled, her body was covered with melted ointment, her cheeks and cheekbones were bashfully red, and her lips were rubbed bright red.

It's so ugly.

Compared with the person in front of him, who was dressed neatly, had clear eyes and a cold expression, only his lips had changed color.

Wenxiu Lord felt extremely embarrassed by his current appearance.

The silver-haired young man stared blankly at the enlarged face in his sight. His lips were kissed and he was a little dazed and at a loss for a moment.

Such emotions come from time.

It had been so long since they last saw each other, even longer than when he and Sirius had seen each other.

Severus was different to him, and the way they got along before was that Severus often took care of his emotions more.

Now Severus was no longer willing to indulge him, and there was no emotion in his eyes, which made Wenxiu Lord feel panic that the person in front of him had become a stranger.

Why is there such a look? It shouldn't be like this.

At least you shouldn't be so indifferent.

Severus was his longest-time friend, the two of them had lived together for so long...

Wenxiu Lord thought anxiously: Is Severus angry? He must be, as long as he can calm down, the two of them will definitely return to the way they were before.

I analyzed the current situation rationally, but my emotions became more and more uneasy.

He didn't want to become a stranger with Severus who only had business dealings with him.

In fact, this is completely Wenxiu Lord being too picky.

Why did Severus' attitude towards him change? They might become strangers in the future.

Don’t you think about it? Who would tie up and throw on the bed an ordinary friend whom they haven’t seen for a long time when they meet for the first time?

As for the change in attitude, Vincent Lord has been avoiding Severus for the past few months, so it would be a miracle if his attitude could be good.

During the months that Vince Lord was hiding from him, the story of a black-robed killer spread among the Death Eaters.

The killer refers to Severus, who was elusive during the battle between the Death Eaters, the Order of the Phoenix and the Ministry of Magic, and specifically targeted the Death Eaters to kill.

It was enough to show how angry he was.

But Wenxiu Lord had no idea how stupid his current idea was. Or perhaps, because he took it so seriously, he was so cautious with every step.

With a tentative tongue move, Wenxiu Lord blinked his eyes and stared at the black-haired young man with his eyes closed in front of him with blurred vision, raised his calves and crossed them to lock his legs.

Not feeling any resistance from Severus, Wenxiu Lord worked even harder, straightening his body and throwing himself into his arms.

The silver-haired young man's cautious response soothed the anger in Severus' heart. The movement of applying the medicine on his hands was a little gentler, but also more improper.

The color of the ointment was already very suggestive, and the posture between the two was so ambiguous that it stained the dark sheets beneath them with a bit of charm.

At first Severus thought that Wenxiu Lord was just trying to please him and calm him down.

But gradually, Severus tasted bitterness from the silver-haired young man's active entanglement.

When I opened my eyes, the tears had already disappeared into my temples, leaving only an inconspicuous wet mark.

It was flattery, but not the flattery that Severus had imagined, but rather a humble attempt to retain him.

Severus, who knew Vinciu Lord better than himself, knew that he had scared him.

Holding the man loosely in his arms, Severus wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and all his anger turned into helplessness.

In front of Severus, Wenxiu Lord is always a sentimental Wenxiu who needs to be treated with caution.

In front of Vincent Lord, Severus would always take care of him and indulge him. Even though he was harsh in words, he was willing to accompany him.

"Wen Xiu, open your eyes and look at me."

The black-haired young man's voice has completely transformed into a voice as smooth and mellow as black velvet.

This voice reached Wenxiu Lord's ears, carrying with it an irresistible magic that bewitched him to open his eyes and reveal all his emotions.

The next moment after he opened his eyes, the tears were no longer overflowing drops, but turned into soft and ethereal threads, wrapping Severus' heart into a bitter cocoon.

Severus stroked the slightly frizzy short hair with his clean hands. Looking at Wenxiu Lord, whose appearance had changed a lot and yet seemed to have remained the same, all he had to say turned into a sigh.

"I can never do anything with you..."