Severus sat at his desk and had to think about his situation: His weird, awkward situation. He sat with his fingers closed together and was too far in thought to notice anything around him. Only a dim light from a nearby candle lit anything in sight and it seemed right for the moment.

It had reached midnight on a Friday and Severus wondered if this was a good situation to be in. He had had not only Black but Potter as well in his clutches but the confusing part was what to do with them now. It had been an early day when Potter burst into the darkened room to see Severus violating his godfather, who was stuck as a statue. Violating him and loving every moment in it. Almost getting to orgasm, but being thrown aside by Potter for the boy to only do the same thing. After the two had their fun, their orgasm, Severus cast the spell to keep them both together like that. It would be painful for the both to live with and that was what satisfied Severus to no end. Maybe more than any orgasm he ever had. There was a voice in his head that said this was wrong, this was Lily's child he was hurting, but he only had to look at Potter to be reminded of the image of his father. And Black…the two who both tormented him in school. Now in the most humiliating situation ever and Severus wanted so much for there to be a heaven or a hell and have his father look at them like this. His best friend since childhood and his son, both together in the most disgusting way possible. It turned him on and it did make whatever hurt he had in his heart go away.

But Lily!

That was the problem. That was the problem now facing him, and not only that but he had to have time to think things through and he wouldn't be given much. With Potter gone, people would surely notice. It was only lucky the thing had happened on a Friday. Maybe it didn't seem to odd that students went missing on weekdays only to be found shagging by Hagrid's hut. But his time was still limited. How would questions not be raised? The best answer perhaps was a memory charm. As soon as Severus had his fun, he would turn the two back and just erase both their memories. Forget anything had ever happened and be free from the blame but still know the truth. But what fun would that be for Black to forget? Well, perhaps he'll only do it to Potter. He really was the innocent one in all of this.

And Black would never dare tell Potter what happened. To know that Black knew that Severus had claimed him, had made him his, had violated him, was just too much to give up. And, to add to that shame, to know his godson took full advantage of him and Black let him…

Watching the two have sex in front of him didn't disgust him for some reason, but at the same time it didn't turn him on. It was a feeling Severus had never felt before, it was….a fulfillment of a different kind. A gorgeous fulfillment. And he had to have them forever like it. Maybe some time he would feel horny when he looked upon them but the idea seemed wrong to him. And it wasn't the godfather, godson relationship, it was all about what Lily would think. Something in one part of his brain wanted to scream to him that he shouldn't care what she would think, she was dead and gone and her opinion didn't matter to the world at all. But another part of him, somewhere from his heart, said this was disgusting towards her. It was disgusting towards her name.

But he had to get rid of that thought!

He abruptly sat up and walked towards the room where Potter and Black were kept and something his heart was beating. He couldn't understand what he was going to do, but seeing the two might provide him with an answer.

He got to the door of this room and his heart was now pounding almost painfully. He opened the door only to find darkness and turned on a light to see Black and Potter in the same position they had been when he had left. Potter, on all fours on the rug with his cock high and mouth enclosed over Black's…

And Black….embracing his godson's head, with his own tilted backwards, his face twisted in a very unattractive expression as the orgasm had hit him. His legs were in the air and he was kept up on by his bottom and his cock lodged in his godson's mouth. There seemed to be a creepy air around the two Severus sensed…as though they were fully aware that he was inside the room, even though they were so still…

Severus walked over to the two and started to circle around them both. He wanted to say something. Something taunting, something disgusting, something to humiliate the two but he found his words lost. He could only stare at the pair and wonder what they were feeling, thinking…

Severus put his fingers on Potter's back and withdrew quickly. He felt so cold…

It was as though these was the two shells of Black and Potter and their souls were somewhere else. Somewhere far, deep, in the ring of fire, in torment…

Severus finally brought his hand off to think and wondered if he should touch the boy's cock. But something in his mind suddenly said he was tired and decided not to. He drew his attention back to Black and found he couldn't touch him. His godson's mouth protected him. But his balls were still in plain view. But for some reason Severus wasn't turned on by that either…

No, what drew his attention was Black's face. That twisted face of torment, despair and pain, but also love, release, and happiness frozen in time. If anything, Severus had done Black a favor. Forever to be lost in his orgasm is what any man would love to be. His eyes though seemed pained, even if they were stone and pale.

Severus suddenly reached out a hand and put it on Black's head and felt his hair, which looked long and beautiful like this. He started to pet Black but still nothing was happening. He looked at Potter and told himself that Potter was watching him, but this still didn't help him. He then said aloud, but still quietly, "You're beautiful together."

It was still silent and it somewhat disturbed Severus…why did it disturb him? What was wrong with him? He had to get that feeling of disgust out of him fast, now, he knew he had to have his fun before this was all over. Like the bolt of lighting on Potter's head, Severus finally got an idea, so great his heart started to beat with excitement. He pet Black one last time, this one with real affection and then turned around to leave the room, saying nothing to the two when he left.