[HP] warm

Submissively leaning into Lockhart's arms, he moaned intermittently, pretending that he had succumbed to those pleasures.

75. Believe...

There was nothing wrong with Harry's strategy. When he started to cater proactively, Lockhart was indeed more involved in the joy of it than he was, and relaxed his vigilance against him.And as time passed, Harry gradually felt that his strength was gradually recovering while feeling the heat in his body intensify.

Perhaps, without waiting for someone to save him, he can kill this bastard.

"God, you're so sensitive." Lockhart's contented sigh disturbed Harry's contemplation. He bit Harry's shoulder fascinatedly. He originally wanted to tease Harry, but he didn't expect this child's cute reaction to be the opposite. It made him a little uncontrollable.The gradually warming atmosphere made Lockhart feel that the clothes they were still wearing were a bit of a hindrance. He was eager to taste this little guy more thoroughly, but it was obvious that the place here was not big enough and not comfortable enough. They should be in their own comfortable place. It is only right to have further communication on the big bed.

Lockhart helped Harry up, let him half-kneel on his body, then patted his buttocks, kneaded him a few times, and then carried him into the room with a wretched smile.When Lockhart did all this, Harry was so disgusted that he was about to vomit, but his body couldn't help reacting, making a sound that even he felt ashamed of hearing.Harry looked at all this coldly, and felt that his consciousness seemed to be divided into two halves, one half was caught in the pleasure of being teased and almost died, while the other half was calmly floating in mid-air watching all this, waiting quietly The time has come.When Lockhart carried him through the door, he squinted his eyes and moaned softly, pretending to inadvertently slid his hand on Lockhart's shoulder, and at that moment successfully caught the invisible bracelet on the hook

"What's hanging on?" Lockhart felt the feeling of being pulled, so he hugged Harry and yanked hard, successfully breaking the bracelet on Harry's hand.Harry heaved a sigh of relief when he felt what had been wrapped around his wrist disappear, and closed his eyes wearily.

He had no energy left to stay awake, and what happened next depended on how quickly Snape arrived.

"Now, you are mine." Lockhart traced the shape of his brows and eyes with his hands, then moved down the high bridge of the nose, reached his mouth, pried open his clenched teeth, and slammed inside Stirring fiercely, looking at the saliva overflowing from Harry's mouth because of the rough treatment, he smiled smugly.Lockhart was trembling with excitement at the thought that the Savior, a man respected and loved by so many people, would be allowed to do whatever he wanted.

"You said, what would they think of you if they knew that you had been treated like this before? Would they still respect and love you as before? Or would they be interested in your ass, and there would be more and more A lot of people want to know what you taste like?" Lockhart said viciously, and then watched with satisfaction that the child who had been limp there opened his eyes and struggled as if suddenly awakened.

"Give up, no one will come to save you, they just use you for comfort, but no one is really willing to give everything for you." Lockhart held Harry down, and it would be more fun to resist .He unbuttoned Harry's shirt. Seeing that he was a little shy because of this action, Satisfied took a rough bite on his chest, and slowly slid his hand down his waistline. "Whether it is me or others, you are just a shining honor. Everyone just wants to taste you, whether it is spiritual or physical."

"No," Harry bit the tip of his tongue, avoiding Lockhart's kiss.He stared at the front with slack eyes, his body was hot, but his heart was cold.What Lockhart was talking about was mostly people who were close to him because he was the savior, and stayed away from him because he didn't fit their imaginations.They used his fame to gain prestige, and then abandoned him without hesitation when it was no longer useful.No one cares what he is, he's just a golden sign called the savior...

However, that's just most people, and some people are not like that.There was a void in Harry's eyes. He had forgotten those memories and became negative and depraved, but the experience after rebirth made him feel the beauty that he once had.There are always some people in this world who really care about you, regardless of appearance, reputation and status, they are only by your side because they love you.

Someone will come.Harry thought in a daze, he didn't know how much time had passed, and he didn't know how he was dealing with it now. He seemed to have turned into a white cloud, floating lightly in the sky, feeling nothing but joy, but He didn't float away because he knew someone would be here waiting for him to come back.

"Bang!" The loud sound of the door panel shattering woke him up from those messy hallucinations. Looking at Snape who appeared at the door angrily, for the first time, Harry felt that his black robe was so charming. .

"Severus." Harry called softly, feeling that his thoughts and soul consciousness had left him at this moment, and he was finally completely relieved and relaxed.

As long as Snape was around, he didn't need to be on guard, calculated, or struggled, he could finally pass out with confidence.

**

"No, Harry, we can't," he heard Snape's voice dimly, far away as if from the sky.

why not?Harry thought dully, and then continued to follow his instinct, moving closer to stop Snape's chattering mouth, allowing him to focus on where he should be.

We can, as long as you and I want to.

Harry felt his head groggy, everything had become blurred, the only thing that was clear was the heat, so hot that he couldn't help writhing to get rid of his clothes, so hot that he longed for Snape's touch Touch, whether with hands or mouth.

Still, he could tell that Snape liked it too, and he sensed from his kiss that he wasn't the only one who felt it.

So in this case, why not continue?

Like a person in the desert encountering a water source, he desperately sucked on his mouth, interrupting his refusal again and again, forcing him to follow his own will.

Harry always knew how to bring Snape to his knees, whether on purpose or not, and this time was no exception.Under his insistence, Snape's resistance became weaker and weaker each time, and finally he let go of the hand that restrained him, and kissed his lips helplessly.

"Well, um." Harry waited for this moment for a long time, he almost couldn't wait to cater to him and let him take him to the unspeakable paradise.

==

As the sky gradually dawned, Snape blinked his sore eyes, looked at the person lying beside him, and sighed silently.

All he has is the time of this night.

Stretching out his hand to touch his messy but soft hair, he used his fingers to carefully trace his eyebrows and eyes, from the full forehead, the pretty nose, to the ruddy mouth, looking nostalgic at everything he had caressed last night, and then Gently gave him a kiss.

It would be nice if the sun never rose.

The feelings came too fast and too urgent, and he had just realized the feelings he might have, so he had to have an extremely intimate relationship with him under special circumstances.Although he didn't make it to the last step, when Harry vented in his arms, Snape knew that many things could not be undone.

He couldn't imagine how he would face Harry the next morning when he woke up.Harry was a child, he had a right to act irrationally and impulsively, and he couldn't ask for more in that situation.But as an adult, he actually made such a move in a sober state, which is simply unforgivable.

When the madness passed and both of them collapsed on the bed, Snape felt a kind of daze.

Tomorrow, what should we do tomorrow?

Harry would regret it when he woke up, he was still so young, a child, he wouldn't be happy to have this kind of relationship with an old and ugly man.Thinking of his possible reaction after waking up, he might scream and knock off his outstretched hand, he might be afraid of his own touch, he might even look at himself with contempt and disgust and curse himself... Seeing that there was no longer respect and love in his eyes, Snape felt his heart constricted, and he couldn't breathe.

Harry's disgust was the last thing he wanted.Those voluntary closeness and total trust had been the warmest things in him in the past year, and Snape felt a deep panic at the thought of losing them forever now.

No, he couldn't, he couldn't make Harry hate himself.

Everything that happened tonight should never have happened!

Snape sat up, walked to his medicine cabinet, looked at the rows of small vials, and made a decision after a long silence.

He carried the sleeping Harry to the bathroom, and cleaned his body carefully.When his fingers brushed over the hickeys on his body, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and then he kissed them lightly.

"Sev, what are you doing?" Harry was woken up by Snape's movements, and murmured his name in a heavily nasal voice, his voice was hoarse because of how loudly he had just called.

"I'm helping you bathe." Snape's fingers deftly slid over Harry's body, massaging his sore joints, making him purr and pant comfortably like a cat.Watching Harry smile and close his eyes and look up to himself