The Mortal

In a situation where there is no advantage, begging for mercy from the enemy? "He asked calmly at the same time.

"Twice! I almost lost you twice!" Harry yelled at him, cheeks flushed with blood. "Fuck you, Snape, what's right and what's best for me, you've always been like that, doing things that you think are great, well, your conscience is at ease, have you ever wondered what I saw when I saw that What was your mood at that time? Have you ever thought, if I lose you again," his eyes turned red, and his voice began to choke.

Then Harry paused. Snape could almost see his pounding heart slowly cracking open.

"The first day we came here, you asked me the phrase 'if I die at that time'." (*See Chapter [-]) Harry slowed down, but the strength of his clenched fists did not decrease a bit. "I used to think that death might be a relief."

Good, now it's the other guy's turn to tense up. Snape clutched the boy's forearm unconsciously, but Harry, who wasn't trying to struggle at the moment, didn't notice the pain.

"So it just made me realize-" Harry went on to himself. "Do you feel the same way?"

"What did you say?" Snape asked warily.

"I think I did something wrong. I insisted on getting you back, but what if you didn't want to?" Harry twitched his lips mockingly. "I did what I think is best for you, but it may end up being unnecessary. You have already prepared the ending, and you have long wanted to be free, and this time it is just another good reason to complete what was not done at that time .”

Snape was speechless.He could deny it all, but he didn't dare to deny it all, as if this young man could see through all the secrets of his heart - but no, not all of that, Harry had to understand, the tiny absurdity of his being said The thought of him was far less important than the other ones - and those meant Harry, all Harry.

"I'm not because-"

His strangled voice was drowned out by the young man's angry shouts.

"You want to leave this shit world, and now you want me to go." They pushed each other, their calves and knees collided, and Harry struggled to get out of the man's control, "You want to leave me, no problem. You You can say it directly, come on, reject me directly, just like you think. You don't owe me, and I don't need your kind comfort and compensation-those, those hugs, those kisses, "

He thought about confessions that went unanswered.He thought about how their first kiss had been born out of anger, and how Snape had always just accepted, accepted, and then figured out how to pave the way for him before he died. Harry felt that he was beginning to hate him, and he hated why he was so kind to him, but he also felt that what he really hated might be his hopeless self.

Harry was too angry to speak.He panted and twisted his wrists to free his arms, or kick the legs that were holding him back, and Snape pinned him to the wall so firmly that he didn't even have half an inch to move.

"If you're done," Snape looked at him deeply.They were so close that the breaths from their mouths and noses were all mixed together. "I think you need to know that everything I do is for you..."

"Yes, yes. But I've heard enough." Harry stared at him with sour eyes. "For me. But why don't you see what it is that I want?"

Out of love for you.

"What do you want?" Snape asked him softly, with an imperceptible softness.

"To be fair, sir. I told you what I want, and I want-"

Snape saw the boy's tears finally streaming down his face.finally.

Harry's strength weakened, and he closed his eyes as if his whole body had been drained of strength. "I want you." His voice broke. "I want you to be by my side forever, I'll be by your side forever, I don't want to worry about losing day and night, I want you to love me."

He cut open the tender heart to show him.His love, his fear, his irrepressible burning and cold.

"Okay." So Snape said, "Okay, Harry."

Harry hadn't realized what had happened when the first kiss fell.He opened his eyes bewilderedly, Snape's hand was in his hair, he opened his mouth unconsciously to speak but it was followed by a harder kiss - fuck, Snape, fuck you - their teeth collided, The tongue was in Harry's mouth violently, and Snape quickly took his breath away, which left Harry unable to do anything but whimper inexplicably.

Confused, Harry started trying to figure out what part he'd missed.But it was tough, especially when Snape was biting his lip and slipping his hand under the hem of his jacket to caress his waist.He wanted to back off but there was nowhere for him to back off, their crotches squeezed together so it was harder for Harry to think, the simmering sexual tension was killing what little sanity he had left in his head , but wait, he wondered in a daze, did someone say something just now?

Snape's lips dropped to his neck. Harry wasn't sure if that even counted as a kiss, for both the pain and the pleasure, it felt like Snape was trying to bite his flesh off and swallow him, but at the same time it made his cock so hard it ached, He may not be far from crazy. Harry tilted his head up impatiently and panted heavily, his whole body was on fire, his hands climbed onto the man's back at some point, so he tightened his fingers resentfully while spurning himself, but the result only attracted the man even more Push and suck hard.

"You are," it's all messed up, Harry thought as he tried to suppress the desire and failed completely, there was no way he could control this, he wanted it so badly. "What do you mean?" He stumbled, still struggling to hold back the moan that came to his lips.

Snape responded by raising his head again to kiss the still wet tear stains on his face.

"What did I just say?" He asked back against the young man's cheek.

"You said..." Harry gasped as he thrust a hand into his pants, and soon he couldn't even breathe regularly - separated only by a layer of panty fabric, he realized that Snape Yu's hand, which cut the material into various intricate patterns, was kneading on his ass, while their two equally stiff erections rubbed against each other.

"You have enough time to think about it slowly." Snape said slowly, and then he moved the boy whose legs were about to give up to the bed not far away.

Seriously, for a split second Harry considered throwing a fist back at Snape and then simply slamming the keeper behind his back to leave the man who deserved it, if Snape hadn't yanked his shirt off so quickly - enough, find What a bad reason, if you have the ability, don't fall on the bed so cooperatively - to be precise, Harry fell into the mattress, and they couldn't help tearing off each other's clothes and pants while walking a few steps away. Taking time to stuff his tongue into the opponent's mouth, Harry's calf quickly lost his balance when it hit the block, and the only thing he could do at that moment was to tear the other culprit off along with it.

Snape weighed heavily on top of him. Harry had no problem with that, he only had a problem with Snape's shirt that he didn't quite manage to take off, given that all he had left was a pair of overstretched panties for cover, and his pants had just been thrown in by some jerk on the ground.But soon he ran out of energy to miss his pants, Snape actually licked his ear-fuck fuck he remembered the sensitive spot that made him moan last time, Harry couldn't help but let out a humiliating sound in his heart Cursing indiscriminately, he turned his head to the side with a flushed face, but his body twisted and arched involuntarily.

Fortunately, the heavy breathing in his ear let Harry know that he was not the only one who was getting out of control.How the hell did they get to this step?

He doesn't have much time to think too much. Harry received another kiss from an older man, he couldn't count the number of times, and he never imagined that one day Snape would be so real and eager to rob him.One hand clasped the shoulder blades on Snape's back tightly, and the other hand helplessly grabbed the sheet beneath him. Snape's fingers slowly slid down his waistline, and then stopped at the edge of his panties.

"Please-" Harry begged subconsciously.

"I'm assuming you... have thought it through?" Snape asked him without moving.

"I didn't, it's not fair," the young man finally regained some consciousness. "I can't do it, you have to let go first..."

He stopped abruptly before he could finish his sentence - Snape pulled down his panties, then covered them with callused palms and gave them a firm grip, Harry arched his back suddenly and cried out at that moment, he felt The heat flow of the whole body is concentrated downward, and the strange and familiar touch brings him endless pleasure, more than every time he imagines doing it in the bathroom.He gasped violently, thinking that I was going to die, you were going to kill me.

Snape could obviously do more than kill him.

The boy's body is young and full of vitality, but also softened by years of exercise and running.