[Comprehensive] The correct posture of fooling the savior

This is a tentative and cautious kiss, full of youthful innocence and anxiety.

In this gentle and slight touch, the Dark Lord's eyes widened slightly in surprise.This gentle kiss seemed to tear off a layer of film, and suddenly awakened those details that were usually neglected:

Why did his eyes always fall on Harry involuntarily?

Why did he think about Harry and worry about him uncontrollably when he was away, even if he could ensure his safety?

Why did he always want to keep him by his side, even using the OWLs exam as an excuse to delay his transfer?

Why is his emotion always affected by his boy, worried about his troubles, happy about his joy?

Why was he the only one willing to accept Harry's invitation to dance something completely unskilled?

Why was he the only childhood he was willing to show Harry his unbearably humiliating childhood?

Even if Harry was his horcrux, his care and love for him far exceeded the normal limit. You must know that for his previous horcruxes, his own protection measures were average, and he even took two of them. Random rewards were given to his trusted subordinates, the diary was kept in Malfoy's home, the gold cup was given to Bellatrix, and the crown was conveniently placed in the grocery room of the Room of Requirement in Hogwarts...

The so-called concern for Horcruxes, in fact, only reached that point; however, his attitude towards Harry was, that was——

He has never been in love, so he ignored those obvious hints: uncontrollable touch, uncontrollable concern, slightly accelerated heartbeat, and choices beyond reason.

Great,

It was so,

Turns out he was in love with his boy, and his boy was in love with him.

He's just too slow in this regard, but he has indeed seen those love scenes.When he was a teenager, most of his Slytherin classmates were precocious flirts who had gone on and off in various ways, and Abraxas Malfoy was one of them. Has proudly taught him many good ways to play with flowers.

Although he has never really talked about any love, these so-called excellent ways of pursuing men and women have been applied to many scenes by him. With the handsome appearance he inherited from his father, there is almost a feeling that there is no disadvantage.

Relying on these tricks, he recovered from the ghost of Ms. Gray, the Ravenclaw ghost who wandered in Hogwarts (that is, Helena Ravenclaw, the daughter of Hogwarts founder Rowena Ravenclaw). With the news of the Ravenclaw crown, he snatched the Hufflepuff cup and the Slytherin locket from the rich and ugly old lady Hepzibah Smith who claimed to be an antique collector. Half of gaining the favor of classmates, followers, and pure-blood families relies on these intimate and flirtatious means.So much so that later, even though he no longer needed to embellish his authority with these things, he would occasionally do it instinctively.

Dumbledore repeated to him countless times "You don't understand love, love has great power", he once really sneered at this, if the so-called love can be easily obtained by these small actions of appearance, words and intimacy ...How could it be called a great power?How can the feelings he obtained with false expressions and false movements not appear false?

Those short and frivolous gatherings and passionate love, those fragile and fragile so-called loves were once his deepest understanding of the word "love", and he dismissed and scorned them.

However, some "loves" are as frivolous as some "loves" are.He couldn't imagine that he single-handedly taught the best potion master, risked his life to walk between black and white, constantly changing his camp, and the final motivation was a love that had never seen the light of day?

— "Severus, what is love?"

- "...I don't know, maybe... maybe it's the light. It's the first light I've experienced."

The violent impact felt from the soul-hunting, the outline of the eyes in every place, the hesitation in every place, every bit of depression, telling the feelings that have never been experienced before, so bright A passionate, blooming, burning emotion.

Is it light?

Love changes in different appearances in all kinds of strange legends, including redemption, steadfastness, dedication, and sacrifice.Maybe what Dumbledore said really made sense, he really couldn't understand the power represented by this kind of emotion.Not only because he scoffed at the so-called power of love, but also because...

More because he has no chance to experience such feelings.Deep down, he disdains those little girls who look at him with nympho eyes, and those who are only attracted by his appearance and status, not to mention those whom he approaches and seduces purposefully. Subjects (such as Ms. Gray, such as Mrs. Hepzibah) and so on.

Maybe because he has never experienced what love is since he was a child, he just has no feeling for falling in love with someone.No matter how well-matched his appearance and no matter how passionate his pursuit is, his heart is still calm.

But, but he... He also wants to experience this feeling, this strange feeling, this never-before-seen feeling occasionally; to feel, if love really has any great power...

The soft touch moved away from his lips, and Harry stepped back slightly, looking at the Dark Lord with uneasy eyes.

He could almost see the accumulation of countless emotions in the emerald eyes of the boy—no, he was a teenager now—courage burning, anxiety beating, passion and hesitation dancing together, and Harry couldn't be sure of himself Harry was waiting for his own reaction, waiting tenaciously for a yes or no response.

This can't be explained by misunderstanding or anything else. Harry's eyes were clearly written with anticipation. He just wanted to kiss himself on purpose, and he just wanted to use actions to say to him: "I like you."

And the Dark Lord smiled contentedly.Why not try it?Already he was attracted by the rare warmth in such darkness, he saw at first the joy of blackening Harry, but was finally attracted by the light that was difficult to blacken, and then step by step in all those close encounters Go deep, and finally get stuck in it.

When he was awakened by Harry's tentative kiss, he realized that he seemed to have experienced that feeling before he knew it.For the first time in his life, he found that he really fell in love with someone, and how wonderful and touching this feeling was!

Joy surged up from the bottom of his heart, sweeping his heart all at once.The Dark Lord leaned forward slightly, and gently stroked Harry's cheek. His breath sprayed on Harry's face, and you could see that the touched places were quickly turning red and hot—Harry almost Everyone is going to burn.

This cute reaction made the Dark Lord feel even happier. He leaned close to Harry's ear and said to Harry teasingly: "Dear Harry, a kiss is not such a simple touch." Words The breath blowing out suddenly, brushed the tiny fluff around Harry's ears, making his entire ears turn red from the outline.

With a smile on his face, the Dark Lord straightened up, took a step forward, hugged Harry who was anxiously waiting in front of him, and kissed him back vigorously and viciously.

What an intense kiss it was!The flame was burning between the two of them, blazing with enthusiasm and passion. The scarlet eyes narrowed slightly, while the blue eyes opened in surprise. They could see their own eyes reflected in each other's pupils, and they could see Joy overflowed in each other's eyes.

For a long time, until both of them felt suffocated, they slowly parted their lips.

This passionate kiss made the breathing of both parties a little rough, and the atmosphere was slowly burning, getting hotter and hotter.

Harry blinked, swallowed, opened his mouth first, and said, "I...I didn't expect..." I didn't expect you to kiss back so passionately.Do you mean what I think?

The Dark Lord tilted his head back slightly, his boy is so tempting, he needs a lot of willpower to restrain himself: "I didn't expect it either." I also didn't expect that I would fall in love with you, and I even I didn't expect that you would fall in love with me too.

His boy, his horcrux, his eternal partner, they are entangled by fate, from birth to death, from past life to this life, and will continue to be entangled in the foreseeable future, inseparable and never separated, and this Love will be the most beautiful embellishment in this fate.

Harry's eyes lit up visibly, watery, as if glowing: "I...I'm so happy..."

The Dark Lord stroked Harry's scar affectionately, brushing his eyelashes: "I am also very happy."

"So..." Harry bit his lips cutely, "Well...we..." He seemed to want to speak more clearly, but he seemed hesitant and didn't know how to word it.

The Dark Lord was almost amused by Harry's incoherent appearance, and he helped Harry straighten his long hair at the temples to make the scar more visible: "Come on, speak slowly?"

Under such close contact, the impact of the Dark Lord's charm was magnified a thousand times, and Harry felt that he was about to be suffocated by the rushing hormones.His face was burning badly, but he was still trying to keep his composure - this look was even more lovely in the Dark Lord's eyes - Harry bit his lip amidst the obvious pink breath surrounding the two of them, He opened his mouth loudly: "We... can we be together?"

"We've always been together." The Dark Lord's expression softened, and he said to Harry in an affirmative tone, "Boy, my boy, you are mine."

Harry's face was already roasted. He felt that today's scene was even more perfect than the best scene he had imagined. He didn't expect to get such a response at all. He thought he still had a lot of hurdles to break through...

He ended up just saying, "Yes, I'm yours."

Harry tilted his head slightly, and they kissed again.