Nothing In This World (BEING EDITED)

XXXIV.

Chapter XXXIV: The Slytherin's Mate
Warning: Strong language, underage sex, and underage kissing

31 July 1995
The morning of Harry's birthday
6:30 AM

Slowly walking up the flight of stairs to Harry's room, Severus carefully pushes the door open with his foot and finds Harry still in bed. The boy is sprawled out on the dark green sheets, still completely naked, not that Harry bothered to cover himself up after last night's activities. His plump luscious ass is on display and Severus has to close his eyes for a moment. He almost couldn't help himself, but refrained from touching the boy's juicy plump bottom. His eyes rake over his smooth tanned back, to Harry's face. An adorable pout on his lips from where his cheek is pressed against the green pillow. His mate is so beautiful, that most days Severus can't believe he gets to be with Harry. That they were eternally bonded together. His already sharp features are more prominent when he sleeps especially when the early morning light hits the boy's face.

He shuffles the breakfast tray closer to the bed, wanting to surprise Harry with breakfast in bed for his birthday, just like the boy had done several months back. He places the flowers and the developed photographs from their time in Paris on top.

It was nice of Lucius and Arthur to allow him to spend the night with Harry after the party, as well as give him permission to use their kitchen. Snape sets the tray down on the nightstand and climbs into bed next to the Gryffindor. He trails little kisses down Harry's back. He didn't just enjoy kissing Harry and making out with him, kissing the tanned skin was by far one of Snape's favourite things to do. It is so soft, littered with sharp muscles from all the years of playing quidditch, and smells so deeply of Harry that it's almost intoxicating. He breathes in Harry's scent feeling overwhelmed and lightheaded. He's a mix of creamy vanilla milk, and honey, and the scent clings to him like sweat after sex. It's a smooth, almost silky sensation. That's how Severus wakes him up, peppering small gentle kisses on his honey skin, starting against his calf muscles and making his way to the back of Harry's thighs. He kisses the little mole on either side of Harry's hips, then each of his plump ass cheeks and leading to his neck. He placed a final kiss on the boy's shoulder blades and whispered against his skin. But Harry doesn't stir. It's when he pulls Harry against his body and wraps his arms around Harry's middle, whispering against his ear that he stirs.

"Hmm," Harry sighs. He is so beautiful it's almost hard to believe this is his life "What's this?" He asks, voice steeped in sleep, dark and drowsy.

"Nothing," Severus says against his skin. He doesn't stop kissing Harry, trailing them along his jaw, his chin, and back up to his ear lobes.

Harry giggled and it's the sweetest and purest sound he's ever heard. "Doesn't feel like nothing, Severus." Harry moaned, "What time is it?"

Snape smiles as Harry tries to shift. "It's almost seven." He pulls Severus into his embrace. They kiss a soft little good morning kiss and it's enough to leave Snape feeling like jello. "Wanted to wake you up, breakfast is here."

Harry yawns then hums, stretching, eyes closed. "'Kay." He says, trying to hold the Slytherin close. He opens his eyes to say, "'nother kiss?"

Snape smiles, "'course. You never have to ask." He moves up and places a kiss against Harry's lips. It's soft, gentle. He pulls back and hovers so he can look at Harry. "Sleep well?"

Harry's fingers cradle his jaw, pulling Severus closer. He leaves a peck against his lips before answering. "Yeah, you?"

The Potions professor closes the space between their lips again, slotting their mouths together. He sucks Harry's bottom lip into his mouth, humming softly. "Best I've had in a while."