Log: Severus Snape and Evan Rosier

[prince_sev]

Date: Sometimes last year
Where: Slytherin Boy's dorms
Rating: NC-17, pure.
Summary: Why Severus is so angry at Evan. Indirectly, at least.

Severus lay on his stomach on his bed, reading through his Potions book. He was only wearing his pajama pants, as it was getting late. He stuck his tongue out in concentration and flipped the page, brushing his hair back from his eyes.

Evan walked into the dormitory after his relaxing shower. He loved the way the hot water would roll across his skin and loosen his muscles. He strode across the room to his bed, rubbing the towel against his still damp hair.

"What are you reading, Severus?"

"Potions text," Severus said, flipping another page. "I've still got Slughorn's essay to finish."

"I would have thought you'd already done it, Severus," Evan laughed. "I believed it was your favorite class."

He threw his towel across his bed and sat easily at the end of Severus'. He ran a hand down his bare chest, loving the way his flesh felt beneath his fingertips. Leaning back against the bed post, he watched his friend, his dorm mate, tilting his head slightly at the sight.

"I've been putting it off."

Severus didn't look up at Evan, so immersed he was in the text.

"Since when do you put off homework?" Evan questioned, making himself a bit more comfortable. "Wait, let me guess. You were wanking instead."

"Lovely, I, much like yourself, don't have to wank. I was meeting with a rather lovely little Ravenclaw near charms."

Severus still didn't look up.

"Ravenclaws are decent. I haven't had one in quite some time."

Evan looked around the room distractedly. He missed their late night conversations, but for the last few weeks, Severus had seemed distant. They hadn't talked much and he was at a loss for what to do.

"Yeah, it was fun."

Severus looked up at him, "What was the last for you?"

"Oh, I've been making my way through a few Slytherins. I think there was a Hufflepuff in there too. Don't know what I was thinking."

Evan watched as Severus continued to read, carefully writing things here and there for his essay. The work was methodical and he could never understand why Severus put it off. He was good enough he could finish it before class ever let out.

Severus sighed a bit and closed his book, sitting up. "I'm sick of working. I want some fun."

"Oh really?" Evan asked with quirked brow, shifting against the bedpost again.

"Yes, really," Severus smirked. "It is getting late, though; hardly any Ravenclaws out at this time."

"True...hardly any. This is when they all start heading in from the library," Evan laughed.

This is why he missed his friend. This was the Severus he knew well.

"There might be Gryffindors out...but that's rather disgusting."

"To even think of bedding a Gryffindor is blasphemy," Evan said with furrowed brow. "And Hufflepuffs are out of the question as well. Horrid shag, I tell you. They don't know anything."

"But so submissive..." Severus shrugged. "Oh, well. Suppose I'll have to find a Slytherin." He looked at Evan.

"Submissive doesn't make up for their lack of expertise, Severus. Even with no control, they should at least know something."

He watched his friend with trained eyes, trying desperately to read him. Thoughts rushed through his mind rapidly, thoughts he had never had before.

"I might be able to recommend a Slytherin," he finally spoke. "I've slept with almost all of them. What are you looking for specifically?"

"Hmm..." Severus looked the other boy over.

"Blonde...male...bit shorter than me...damn good in bed..." he quirked a brow at his friend.

Evan had a moment of vanity as his eyes flashy wickedly. "Is that so? And when did you start going for males Severus? Blonde ones to be exact..."

"You know I like males as much as I do females," Severus shifted closer to him. "And blonde is such a pretty colour when spread across Slytherin sheets..."

Evan couldn't disagree with that fact, it was even partially the reason he had began letting his hair grow out this year. Though he supposed he'd probably cut it all again soon anyway.

"Well you're just in luck then," he smiled. "I happen to know just the Slytherin for the job. And I know for a fact he happens to like the way raven hair looks splayed that deep green satin."

"Is that right?" Severus rather blatantly looked him up and down. "Who could it possibly be?"

"Oh, I think you already know," Evan smirked, lifting his back from the bed post and shifting closer on the bed.

Their dorm mates were rare to be found, and when they were in the dorm, they had grown used to the late night talks of these two boys behind closed curtains. Evan pulled the curtains closed around the four-poster. Tonight would be no different...at least in their opinion.''

"I think I'd rather hear you say it."

He hadn't slept with a dorm mate yet, and he was rather glad that he would be with this one. Now, behind closed curtains, he felt even bolder than he had before, and he reached up to lay a hand on Evan's chest, marveling at how soft the skin seemed.

"Very well, Severus. I'm offering you my services for tonight for a bit of fun."

He'd never thought of his friend this way before. It was everyone available, and then Severus. He was his dorm mate, his confidant; he never expected that to change. But now, he wondered even more why Severus and he hadn't spoken properly in weeks. Was he planning this?

"Wonderful." And with that Severus leaned forward and captured his lips in a relatively chaste kiss.

Evan was a little gob-smacked at the whole scenario. Severus' forwardness left nothing to be imagined and it threw Evan a bit off balance. His eyes fluttered closed and he bit his lip as he tried desperately to collect himself.

"Severus," he whispered. "I feel I should tell you now. I don't bottom. People wouldn't call me the best shag in school if I did."

Severus faltered for a moment at this. "Oh..."

He sat back for a moment, thoughts suddenly whirling around his head. He'd never bottomed before, not for lack of wanting to, but more for lack of trusting the other. But this was Evan. Evan was very possibly his best friend, and he had often told the other boy that he could trust him with his life. But could he really trust him with this? His eyes closed as he weighed his options.

Evan stroked his hand along his friend's arm. The reaction alone told all Evan needed to know. It was Severus' first time.

"Sev, we can have fun without going that far," Evan assured. "I just wanted you to know before it ever got that far."

Severus bit his lip and looked at the other boy. "If you want to...I will."

Evan continued to stroke Severus' arm, nodding. "We'll see what happens when the time comes."

He leaned forward, regaining his dominance and pressed their lips together firmly. His tongue darted out, tasting, exploring. Start slow and enjoy every minute.

Severus ran a hand into Evan's hair, kissing him back almost hesitantly. It was far too strange for him to play the role of submissive, but he was willing to try. He ran the hand that was still on Evan's chest down to rest at the waistband of his pants.

Evan bit his lip with a sharp intake of breath. Those fingers were devilish, this idea was crazy, and for once he didn't even care. All he wanted was to have Severus underneath him.

With a growl he pressed Severus to the mattress, climbing atop him and capturing his lips roughly. It was a sudden raw urge and he had to make Severus his. Those hands were just too close and he wasn't about to be teased.

Severus groaned, arching up from the mattress against Evan's body. He slipped his fingertips past the waistband of his pants, reveling in the soft skin beneath them and hoping to earn some more of this delicious reaction from the other boy. Every thought of domination left his mind, and he was quite happy being submissive in this instance.

The sounds coming from Severus' mouth, the fingertips dipping lower...lower... Evan was painfully hard and becoming more so with every touch and sound overtaking his world at that moment. His hands drifted demandingly across his friend's smooth skin as he caught him in another bruising kiss.

Severus groaned again, moving his arms around to Evan's back and dipping under the waistband there to cup his arse. He pulled out of the kiss. "Out of these pants... Now," he said, his eyes flashing.

Normally Evan would have complained...normally. Though as much as he prized his dominance, friendship was about give and take and what they had going right now was working pretty well. He let his friend pull his pajamas bottoms down, as he pulled at Severus'.

"Don't think that doesn't apply to you too, Sev."

Severus lifted his hips slightly to push his own off. When they were off, he ran his hands over Evan's bum and then brought their hips together hard.

Bare skin on skin, the flesh slipping and pressing again each other... Evan's eyes shut as he immersed his mind in the feeling, the sensations. It was hot, it was sweaty, and it was desperate. He pressed hard against his friend's thigh, needing contact as their lips met again and their tongues dueled demandingly.

Severus thrust up against him, moving a hand around to wrap around Evan's cock. His skin was so smooth, his cock so hard, that Severus groaned at the mere feel of it. He stroked him slowly, teasingly, as his tongue sought to stroke the other boy's tonsils.

Evan felt this control slipping away again. With a low growl, he batted Severus' hand away from his own cock, and ground against his thigh. He was going to teach him the real meaning of being a submissive. Gripping his friend's cock firmly, he began to give persistent, steady strokes as he sucked a bright red mark onto his neck. That wouldn’t be the only bruise by the time they were done, he could guarantee.

Severus growled softly, thrusting up into that hand, his hands fisted in the sheets. "Evan...fuck, please..."

He wasn't sure of what he was asking for; only that he needed whatever it was badly.

Evan smiled wickedly, continuing with his strokes as his slid down on the bed. Before Severus could even register what he was doing, Evan had his cock fully engulfed in the wet heat of his mouth, working the length feverishly with his tongue. He was going to make him beg.

Severus cried out, back arching at an almost unnatural angle. His hands came up to tangle in Evan's hair as he desperately tried to calm himself down enough to not thrust up into that amazing mouth.

Evan smiled ruefully around Severus' cock. The fingers clawing through his hair and obvious sign that Severus was losing control. Evan loved making people unwind like this.

His head bobbed for a few more stroked before he pulled off with a wet pop. Gazing up at Severus, he took the cock in hand again and stroked idly.

"Tell me what you want, Severus. Tell me what you want me to do to you."

"More of that would've been nice," Severus retorted, his chest heaving as he looked down at the other boy.

Evan gave the weeping erection a longing lick. "We can always save that for another day, Severus. What do you want right now?"

"Fucking hell, Evan, come on..." His hips jerked, begging for some sort of friction but finding none. "Just...anything, Evan, please..."

"I want to hear you say it," Evan said placing two fingers in his mouth and swirling his tongue around the digits before removing them again. "I want to hear those beautiful words fall from your lips and know that you are mine."

His hand traveled down Severus' thigh, below his arse until his moist digits pressed against the pink puckered entrance.

"Say it," Evan persuaded, circling the tight hole. "Tell me what you want and that you're mine."

Severus could feel his toes curling from the combination of the words and the touch. "Evan...please..."

"Say it," Evan taunted, still not giving Severus what he wanted.

"Merlin...fuck me, Evan...please..." he tried to push down on the fingers.

Evan smiled, pressing the tip of one finger past the tight ring of muscle. He took a deep breath, smile still broad across his face as he pushed the rest of the way in. Giving Severus time to adjust, he bit his lip and waited.

Severus moaned softly, pressing down. It didn't hurt nearly as much as he thought it would, though he knew it was much smaller than what was going to be there. "Evan..."

Feeling his friend press down on his finger, Evan easily added another in the same fashion. Smile still plastered on his face, he realised he was enjoying this far more than he should. With little warning he began to scissor his fingers to prepare Severus for what was to come.

Severus jumped a bit at the second finger. It hurt more, and his mouth dropped open as his eyes squeezed shut. Unbidden, images flashed before him, images of his father, and of horrible, horrible things. His head shook. "N-no...Evan...st-stop..."

Evan stilled his fingers, his smile fell from his face, and with furrowed brow he looked up at Severus. "I didn't hurt you did, I? I'm usually more careful."

"N-no...not you fault...just...fuck..." his eyes stayed closed tightly.

Evan continued to watch him patiently, his finger still unmoving. "Tell me, Severus. I want this to be good for you."

"Just...stop, Evan...not yet...Please..."

"I have stopped," Evan sighed. "But I'm telling you right now that if I pull out while you're this tense, it's going to hurt more than it did going in. You're better if I stay like this until you calm down. Just tell me what's wrong."

Severus shook his head. "Just...father...he..." Severus could barely breathe. "Evan, please..."

Evan didn't know what to do. He knew the Slytherins all had their fair shares of issues, but he considered himself lucky to have a father that didn't torment him.

"Ok, Severus. I've stopped," he soothed. "Let's calm you down so I don't hurt you when I pull out."

Severus was shaking. He couldn't help it, really, he was just shaking. "I can't...calm down...Evan..."

Evan moved up Severus' body, desperately trying to keep his hand still has he did so. He placed his free hand behind his friend's neck, pulling him in close and pressing their lips tightly together. That short kiss seemed to last forever before he pulled away and stared deep into his eyes.

"I would never hurt you, Severus. Never," he said with sure, comforting words.

The panic left Severus' eyes slowly under the gaze of Evan's. His muscles relaxed just enough for Evan to pull his hand away, and he curled up once he did, hugging his knees closely to his chest. "I'm sorry," he whispered, not looking at his friend.

"Don't be," he whispered soothingly, wrapping his body around his friends. "It's not for everyone..."

Severus leaned into his embrace. "It's not that I didn't want to..."

"...it's that you can't," Evan finished for him. "Severus, believe me. I understand. You're not the first and you certainly won't be the last."

He rubbed soft circles into his friend's back, trying to comfort him. What they were doing changed nothing. Their friendship was their friendship, no matter the events taking place at the time.

Severus nodded and buried his face into his friend's neck, kissing along it gently. "Thank you for understanding, Evan," he murmured.

Evan kissed the corner of his mouth as his Severus curled against him. His cock still hard between them was a constant reminder that some things had changed. He kissed him again, his eyes shutting easily, and his lips parting slightly to savor the flesh they touched.

Severus pulled him even closer, running his tongue along the other boy's lip. Damned if he was going to let his father's shit interfere with his having a good time. His fingers ran into Evan's hair as his other hand ran down his chest.

Evan groaned into the kiss as Severus' tongue traced along his lip. He unintentionally began to grind into the other boy's thigh as his body urge for more contact. That little bit of friction was just enough to keep him from dominating his friend all over again.

Severus groaned right back, sliding that hand down to lightly, teasingly touch his cock. He slipped his tongue into Evan's mouth and slid it against his tongue lightly.

Evan groaned again. He was intent on taking it slow so that if it got that far again, it would be worth the wait. He didn't want to pressure him, and he most certainly was going to let Severus go at his own pace; especially with those tantalizing feather-light touches and persistent lips.

Severus wrapped his hand very lightly around Evan's cock and began stroking gently. He pressed his chest against Evan's as the kiss got more fervent, but still he kept the touches on his cock teasingly light.

Evan bit his lip incessantly, worrying it between his teeth. He didn't like being teased, but the feel of those fingertips on his cock had him keening for more. He was trying to go slow, but the heated snog and the grinding hips were driving him to extremes.

Severus pushed him back very gently to lie down and began trailing kisses down his chest and stomach. Now that the shock of what had just happened was over with, Severus felt much bolder than he had.

Evan growled slightly. He knew he was giving up too much power, but he couldn't seem to care at the moment. If it was helping Severus build his confidence back up... Suddenly a thought struck him. He had to know what caused Severus to stop, so it wouldn't happen again.

"S-Sev..." he panted through the endless kisses. "We need...to talk... Please..."

Severus made a face from where he was dipping his tongue into his navel. "You want to talk now?"

Evan closed his eyes with impatience. He had to admit that if the situation were reversed, he would do the same thing. He arched to meet Severus' tongue, sighing deeply before continuing.

"S-something...obviously scared you. I can't go that far with you again if I don't know what influenced that reaction. I don't want to hurt you, Severus...in any way."

Severus studied his face. "It...it just hurt. I kept seeing my father, and..." He shook his head. "It just hurt."

Evan's brow furrowed in concentration as Severus spoke and suddenly his eyes grew wide. "He didn't...did he?"

Severus frowned slightly, then his eyes widened as well. "No, he didn't rape me. Nothing like that."

Severus shook his head and looked away. "He's far too against all kinds of homosexuality for that."

Evan breathed a sigh of...relief? He stroked his hands along Severus' pale skin, raking his nails along his friend's sides.

"So it was just the stress of it all?" he finally whispered. "I'll go slower... We can take it slower..."

Severus nodded slightly, still not looking at him. "Anything that hurts...makes me think of him..." He bit his lip. "It's stupid..."

Evan grabbed his chin, pulling his face to look at him, forcing Severus' eyes to meet his stern gaze. "It's not stupid, Severus."

His voice grew softer and his grip on his friend's jaw relaxed a bit. "And I'm sorry I hurt you..."

Severus bit his lip, then leaned forward and captured Evan's lips in an almost chaste kiss.

Evan was taken aback by the impromptu kiss, desperately hoping they had put this behind them. He knew it would always be there, in the back of his friend's mind, but with it finally spoken out loud, perhaps he could finally move past it. He kissed back feverishly as his hands trailed down Severus' body.

Severus arched into the touch, moaning softly, and pulled back. "Now...I was about to give you a blowjob..."

Evan arched his brow. "Oh really? Well then...by all means, continue..."

Severus smiled very slightly and resumed moving down Evan's body, licking and kissing along it.

Evan bit his lip with impatience. He knew this was supposed to be about Severus' entertainment, but he had to admit that his friend did seem to be enjoying himself. He placed his hands behind his head, making himself comfortable and flashing a pleased smile.

Severus caught his teeth on Evan's navel and bit down very slightly. His eyes remained on Evan's face, and he smiled again, very slightly, before biting down again.

Evan growled lightly. He had a bit of a penchant for biting and being bitten. The teeth dragging across his skin and nipping lightly were causing him to grind his teeth in pleasure. He could just imagine how much better it was about to get.

Severus kept his eyes on Evan's face still as he licked a line up the underside of Evan's cock. He loved the sound boys made at that.

Evan arched against the blissful tongue, muttering incoherent words under his breath. If the biting said anything by Severus' talent, it was put to shame by that perfect tongue.

Severus delicately swirled his tongue around the head, then dipped it underneath the foreskin, curling it a bit. He knew he was good at sucking cock. He loved to do it, too. He considered it a talent matched by nothing but potions.

Evan's eyes rolled back in his head as his back arched dramatically. A sharp intake of breath passed his lips and he moaned loudly. Evan was impressed beyond words. Only insistent noises fell from his mouth.

Severus lapped at the fluid gathering at the tip, then began licking long strokes up the sides. He was a wicked tease and he knew it, but he didn't seem to care. All he wanted was to hear those sounds coming from Evan's beautiful mouth.

"Fuck, Severus," Evan panted. "Where, in Salazar's name, did you learn how to do that? Fuck!"

Severus looked up at him, an expression akin to a smile on his face. "I'm talented."

With those words he dropped his head and took then entire length of Evan's cock into his mouth.

"That's more than talent..." he stopped, searching for the right word, "...that's skill."

He pressed his head into the bedding, fighting the urge to thrust forward into that skilled mouth. The only thing that mattered in the world was what was happening behind those closed curtains. It just felt too damn good to focus on anything else.

Severus swallowed, then began bobbing his head shallowly, holding Evan's hips down. His eyes didn't leave Evan's face for an instant.

Evan growled at the impeccable abilities Severus possessed. He couldn't remember the last time someone was so thorough and attentive, and it only served to further fuel his fire. His eyes locked on Severus', following the gaze with each bob of his head, in all it's remarkable splendor.

Severus hollowed his cheeks more, sucking a bit harder, and swallowing now and then. He cupped Evan's balls gently, squeezing ever so slightly.

Evan carded his fingers through Severus' dark hair, tugging gently every time he swallowed around his cock. It was all becoming too much and Evan was close. His eyes shut tightly as his body began to tense and he faintly recalled murmuring his friend's name.

Severus ran his free hand over Evan's chest as he swallowed again, then he began humming a little tune, almost absently. He wanted Evan to come, wanted to taste him, and he wanted it like now.

Evan jerked unconsciously at the vibrations emitting from his friend's throat. "Sev, I'm going to come..."

His body tensed unbearably and his head began to thrash on the bed. One more pass of that delectable tongue was all he could take. His body arched up off the bed, thrusting himself forward into Severus' waiting mouth.

"Fuck..." he screamed as he came, thankful they kept a silencing charm on Severus' bed for their late night talks.

Severus swallowed every drop, reveling in the taste that was a little bit bitter and completely Evan. He pulled back and looked up at his sated friend. "That good, hm?"

"Unbelievable," Evan said biting his lip.

He reached forward, wrapping his hand around Severus' neck and pulling him close, capturing his lips. He opened his mouth slightly, stroking his friend's lips with his tongue and tasting the last remnants of himself. It was a perfect combination of Severus' unique taste mingled with his own.

Severus kissed him back, eyes fluttering closed. He rested a hand on Evan's chest and deepened the kiss as much as he could.

Lips locked, teeth clacked, and Evan's hand traced its way down Severus' chest to his cock, wrapping firmly around it. He loved the way it felt in his hand, the way it jerked slightly at his touch, and he stroked it determinedly.

Severus groaned, arching into Evan's hand. His own hands came up to tangle in his friend's hair, pulling the other boy closer to him.

Evan growled, rolling them over, his kiss becoming more feverish with every moment. "I owe you so much for that. And you're going to enjoy every minute."

Severus moaned, arching up into his touch. "Merlin...please, Evan..."

"Do you trust me?" Evan whispered as his hand continued to stroke.

Severus looked desperately into his eyes. "Merlin...yes, Evan...with everything I have..."

Evan released his grip on Severus' cock and silently cast a lubrication charm. He intended this time to go a lot smoother than the first. His fingers found their way to his friend's entrance and he traced puckered flesh.

"I want you to tell me if it even hurts a little. We'll take this as slow as you need to."

Severus bit his lip hard and nodded. "Alright..."

Evan moved down a bit further on the bed. Wrapping his lips around Severus' cock, he pressed his finger forward, the tip entering that inviting heat. His head bobbed resolutely as he continued to push forward. The first finger would be easy, they'd already done that, and the persistent flickering tongue would add a welcome distraction.

Severus struggled not to thrust up. Merlin...he was okay...he could do this...quietly he moaned for more, reaching down to tangle a hand in Evan's hair.

Evan stroked in a few times, his mouth bobbing to accompany ever thrust of his finger. Tentatively he placed another finger at Severus' entrance, looking up to catch his gaze. His eyes asking the unspoken question as his mouth continued it's work...are you ready?

Severus swallowed, trying to squash his nervousness. Slowly he nodded, trying to relax himself, though his hand tightened a bit in Evan's hair.

Evan felt Severus' grip tighten, and swallowed as he prepared to try this again. He knew that giving Severus warning would make him tense more, but he'd rather he had some warning than surprising him and losing his trust. His comforting gaze never left his friend's eyes, and when Severus began to relax, Evan pushed the tip of his second finger in and waited.

Severus tensed almost instantly when he felt it, but under the gaze of Evan's eyes he relaxed a bit. "G-go on," he murmured shakily.

Evan moved hesitantly, hollowing his cheeks and taking Severus' full length in his mouth. He pressed forward slowly, finally pausing completely when both were fully hilted. No scissoring this time, until Severus was ready.

Severus' eyes closed tightly. It hurt, but it wasn't as bad as it had been before. The blowjob was certainly helping. He stroked Evan's cheek as he tried to relax, as he knew that Evan's cock was a bit thicker than a couple of fingers.

Evan pulled his mouth off disappointedly. He would have liked to keep sucking, but there were better things in mind. Snaking up Severus' body, he pressed a soft kiss to the awaiting lips.

"Relax," he whispered against the sweet flesh. "You're safe with me. This is going to be a bit uncomfortable at first, but I promise not to hurt you, and I promise to make it worth it."

Severus nodded. "Do it, Evan...just like a bandage..." He bit his lip, eyes still shut tightly.

Evan scissored his fingers, pressing a forceful kiss to those succulent lips, reminding Severus he was still there, still safe. His free hand wrapped around his friend's body, holding him close and his fingers continued to move and stretch, slowly, patiently.

Severus gasped and clung to Evan, trying desperately to see his face instead of his father's. He felt wetness running down his cheek, a small stream of it, and he whimpered softly.

"Severus, it's me," Evan called out, kissing across his friend's face. "Just me..."

His fingers paused as he waited for Severus to look at him. They were almost there, and this part would be the hardest. He had to make sure Severus was ready.

Severus wrenched his eyes open, and Evan's face swam before his eyes, slightly hazy. "E-Evan," he whispered thickly. "Pl-please..."

Evan placed a chaste kiss against Severus' lips once more. He bit his lip and slowly pulled back his fingers, eyes trained on his friend's face. Sitting up, he kneeled before him, positioning himself and waiting.

"Only if you're sure..." he said soothingly. "I would never hurt you..."

Severus felt tears that had nothing to do with pain, and he pushed them back. "Go on..." he said, trying to relax himself.

Evan pushed forward, even slower than he had with his fingers. It was difficult for him to admit, even to himself, that this was the most tender he'd been with anyone previously. He tried to shake the thought from his mind as he dragged his hands down Severus' chest, his eyes never leaving the other's.

Severus gasped loudly, clutching at the sheets. It hurt. It hurt very, very badly. This time, though, he could see Evan's face instead of his father's, Evan's hands instead of his father's, and he found himself pushing down.

"E-Evan..."

"Do you need me to stop, Sev?" Evan panted hoarsely.

He was almost fully hilted in that tight heat and he was biting his lip so hard to keep his patience that he could taste blood. Though no matter how close they were, no matter how much he fought the urge to take him fast and hard, Evan knew with Severus it was different and would always be.

Severus shook his head. "Please, Evan...Merlin, please..." He reached up and stroked his friend's cheek, biting his lip hard against the pain.

Evan paused, not knowing how to take the words. Was he begging for him to keep going, or pleading for him to stop? It was safer to stop and wait. He didn't want to go too far, too soon.

Severus sighed a bit, his temper flaring slightly, surreally. "More, Evan...find the...just...more..."

Evan didn't need to be told twice. He pressed forward again, hilting himself deeply. Taking a deep breath, he pulled back slightly, changing his angle and pushing forward again to hit that spot.

Suddenly it didn't hurt so much. Severus arched, crying out, his hands flying up to grasp at the headboard. "Fuck, Evan!"

Evan bit his lip, taking several deep breaths. Seeing Severus in such a position, hearing the way his name sounded in that breathy gasp, only furthered Evan's urge to take him, own him. He ground his teeth as he pulled back again, thrusting slowly and brushing the prostate again, hesitantly building up his rhythm.

Severus wrapped his legs around Evan's waist. Now that that horrid pain was over, all he wanted was harder, faster, deeper, and he moaned his pleas to the other boy, pushing down against him.

Evan groaned as Severus wrapped firmly around his body, urging him for more. His thrusts became feverish and passionate and he angled to brush against that tight bundle of nerves on every following thrust. He promised Severus was going to enjoying this and he planned to hold true to that promise, no matter how long he had to hold back on his own climax.

Severus was crying out with every thrust now. "Evan...ah, Evan, please..."

He pulled him down for a long, searing kiss, whimpering through it, feeling extremely close.

Evan kissed him feverishly. His thrusts were persistent and demanding, grinding across Severus' prostate every stroke. He wanted to claim him, own him, and he knew in just a few short strokes he would.

Severus was too close, and just a few strokes later he came hard, arching almost in half, practically screaming Evan' name. "Fuck..."

Evan smiled with satisfaction as Severus came. He continued to thrust into him, letting Severus' spasms pull his own climax from him violently. His body shook with aftershocks as his body crumpled over his friend's sated and sweaty.

"Fuck," Evan panted. "That was...fuck!"

Severus was unable to say anything other than just "...fuck..." He tried to raise his arms to hold Evan, but he wasn't able to while wracked with the aftershocks.

Evan attempted a smirk for his fortune but was unable to do much of anything. He slipped gently out of Severus, laying on his side, and finally rolling onto his back.

He wanted a fag, but that would require moving. He didn't even have the energy to find his wand and summon the pack. He was completely and utterly sated.

Severus managed to roll onto his side and kiss whatever part of Evan was closest, which happened to be his shoulder. "Fuck," he said again, intelligently.

"Mmmm," Evan moaned. "I take it you enjoyed yourself. I expected no less."

He rolled back onto his side, looking into Severus' eyes. "I have confidence in myself for a reason."

"You're rather good in bed, I must admit." Something approaching a smile played at Severus' lips, and he leaned forward and kissed him to mask it.

"Well I certainly try to be more than good, but I'll take the compliment where I can get it," he smirked, kissing Severus back. "And I wanted your first time to be good. Not everyone gets that chance..."

He shut his eyes briefly, stifling a yawn and snuggling in to Severus to hide the emotions he knew would be washing across his face. Not the best of memories laid there and he didn't want to question it.

Severus frowned slightly, bringing his arms up to hold the other boy. He didn't question it, though, and he kissed the top of his head. "Stay with me tonight..." he whispered.

"The only way I'm leaving this bed," Evan yawned again, "is if you're carrying me to mine yourself. I haven't the energy."

He stretched his lithe body, adjusting to make himself more comfortable in Severus' arms. "Goodnight, Sev," he mumbled, eyes shut gently as he drifted off to sleep.

Severus let a smile grace his lips as he fell asleep, feeling unusually content.