[HP] warm

Hand, flustered as if cheating in class and being caught by the teacher, so that he didn't notice that the color of Snape's eyes was different from usual.

"Why do you want to retreat?" Snape reached out and pressed Harry's shoulder, looking at him calmly, as if asking if it was easy for you to eat today.

"Professor, I," exclaimed, Harry was knocked down before he could say anything, Snape's arm was stronger than he imagined, he held him tightly in his arms, and then deeply kissed him.

Snape's movements were not gentle, even a little rough, Harry felt that he was almost out of breath by him, the initial surprise turned into panic, and then turned into panic again, when it became difficult to breathe At that time, Harry had the illusion that he might be eaten.

When the long kiss stopped, Harry just breathed a sigh of relief, but then he realized that something more terrifying happened. While he was panting, Snape rolled over and held him down, holding his neckline with both hands, The brittle fabric made a loud rattling sound in the night air.

"Professor," Harry screamed and stood up, but was quickly grabbed by Snape with one hand and pressed on the bed. This rare strength made Harry feel like Snape was crazy, he twisted He shouted over his head, but Snape didn't stop because of this, instead he bit his shoulder, as if he wanted to imprint a brand on it, and bit down along his collarbone thinly.

The sudden pain made Harry's eyes wide open, screaming silently in his throat, irritation or other things, Harry didn't understand what those feelings were, he only knew that he had never experienced feelings overwhelming, he In such intense senses, it seems to be dying.

The room suddenly became very quiet, only the rough panting in each other's throats could be heard.Harry looked at the ceiling, but his eyes lost focus in a daze.He lay there limp, his head was blurry, but his body had been sensitive for many generations, and he could clearly distinguish the different sensations of Snape biting, licking and sucking on his body.As the tip of his tongue licked his oozing fluid, as the callus of his thumb lovingly caressed his frailty, Harry gripped the sheet tightly, a moan that escaped his throat.

"Here, this is, is that so, isn't it?" Snape's voice was hoarse and smooth, and Harry was already trembling just listening to it, but he still didn't think that was enough, pulling away all he wanted He accurately and keenly found every point of his excitement, and then teased him tirelessly until Harry broke down and let out.

No, it wasn't right, this wasn't Snape, this wasn't the man he'd always looked up to and respected.In Harry's mind, Snape represented many characters, but he didn't have this kind of identity, this kind of identity beyond his imagination.Harry gritted his teeth and put his hand on Snape's hand, trying to stop him, but he didn't expect him to hold his hand, leading him to hold Snape's place.

"No," when Harry's fingertips touched the giant, he instinctively retracted his fingers, but was held down by Snape, and then pulled away one by one until the fiery, lifelike Bounce in his palm.

"Don't refuse, I know you like it." Harry wanted to refuse, but Snape held Harry's hand stubbornly and led him to exercise slowly.He bullied him, rubbed his nose lightly against his face, and murmured seductively, "You long for me, don't you?"

"I, no," before Harry whimpered, he was swallowed, and the lingering lingering between his lips and teeth exceeded all his imagination and dreams, just like the transparent liquid overflowing from his mouth, so much that he unbearable.

"You insisted on entering my world, you insisted on joining my life, you insisted on disrupting my life, you said, how can you not like me?" Snape said softly in his ear, and then He bit his earlobe with one bite, brushed his hand along his body like a feather, and then forcefully penetrated into the depths of him that no one had ever been to.

No, not like that.Harry clarified loudly in his heart, the first time I approached was only because, because...

"You are mine, you can't escape." He didn't give him a chance to refuse, and the gentle murmur on his neck didn't stop, the sudden pain made Harry feel like he was being torn into two by life. Halfway through, he opened his eyes wide in horror but couldn't make any sound, because Snape had already blocked his lips first.

"You are very important to me, so important that you can't imagine how important that is." The arrogant and almost domineering declaration was accompanied by the shock that was so intense that it almost turned the whole person over, because I didn't want to hear the voice of rejection , so he didn't give him a chance to speak out at all.

He doesn't expect a response, as long as all his panting and screaming is because he's making it.

"I regret meeting you. I often think how wonderful it would be without you." It was the first time that Harry was so talkative, Snape whispered in his ear, as if he wanted to turn his usual reticence To make up for the lack of words, he whispered slowly in his ear,

"I hate you!"

"I want to hate you!"

"I hope you don't matter to me at all!"

"I wish I could watch you die as peacefully as I saw other people!"

"But, I can't do it."

"Merlin is the most asshole in the world, he has never sympathized with me 01:30 star, his greatest pleasure seems to be to torture me in different ways, to give me despair when I hope, when I am desperate Let me know that there is a deeper helplessness waiting for me, but even so, I still thank him for sending you to me, I still want, want"

"Want to love you."

"I love you."

101. Confession...

Tired, very tired.

When Harry woke up, he felt very tired. Although he knew that he had slept for a long time, it seemed that he hadn't rested at all.

"What time is it?" He looked at the dim light, opened his mouth subconsciously and asked, but found that his voice was hoarse.

"Five o'clock in the morning." Snape's low and slippery voice came from beside him, followed by the movement of getting up to pour water, but when the figure stopped in front of Harry and was about to feed him water , Harry dodged subconsciously.

Snape stood there silent for a few seconds, then said nothing, after silently putting down the water, he stood again where he couldn't see.

Harry lay there, slowly got up after a while, fumbled and drank a few sips of water, then lay down again, panting heavily, so the quiet room was filled with the sound of panting.

In all fairness, my body no longer hurts. With such a Potion Master, as long as it is not a fatal wound, it will not be too difficult to heal. However, what happened that night made the body firmly remember the pain, so that as long as When I move, I feel that my body will split in pain.

No one could have predicted what happened that night, but no one can be blamed.Because before Ron said uncertainly that in order to make Snape recover quickly, he gave him a special potion, which had a strong effect on helping the wound heal, but at the same time it also had some unknown side effects.Ron had specifically told Harry that he should probably leave after giving Snape his medicine, or at least not share a room with him, but unfortunately Harry didn't do so.

So, who can be blamed for something like this now?

Harry felt that his attitude was very indifferent, he didn't hate it, but he couldn't suppress the fear when Snape approached.

That kind of fear that comes from the instinct of the body, even he can't control it.

Perhaps this reaction would hurt Snape, but this was the first time Harry found that he could not control his emotions.

He can't control anything now, he just wants to let himself be quiet.

**

After standing in the dark for a long time, the eyes will adapt to the light, so Harry may not be able to see Snape clearly, but Snape can see him perfectly.

Snape didn't know how long he stood here. In fact, he had been in a daze since he woke up. He mechanically took Harry back to his bedroom in his castle, took a bath for him, applied ointment, changed He took off his pajamas, sent owls to his friends to tell him he would be late, went to see Dumbledore and told him about the Dark Lord's resurrection, and then, after all that, he stood in the dark, silent. He looked at Harry quietly.

There are some things that cannot be undone once they happen, not to mention that he found that he has no regrets at all.

All this is accidental, but it is also inevitable.

Before the resurrection of the Dark Lord, Snape had already noticed that something was wrong, so he gave Ron a lot of potions in advance, and trained him severely how to use them. He got the proof, but what he didn't expect was that although the assault training could make Ron proficient in using it, it couldn't cultivate his understanding of those medicines, so he didn't expect the side effects of certain medicines to be wrongly estimated. of.

One of the potions that Ron gave him was a strong soothing agent. He had a miraculous effect on relaxing the patient's nerves and promoting wound recovery, but what came with it was that it would stimulate the desire in people's hearts and make you completely abandon The last reason is to act only according to the heart.

Unintentionally, what happened that night happened under the impetus of this potion, but Snape couldn't blame anyone at all, because he was awake the whole time, and he maintained enough initiative and rationality in every action and every word. He can't stop it's just because he wants it in his heart