Beta: Mistress Gwen (Thank you muchly!)
You might like to read the prequal: Establish
The snake was dancing entrancingly in front of the emerald eyes, head bobbing periodically.
"It is ooook," the green-eyed man hissed gently.
"Whaaat about hiiim," hissed the black snake equally as gently.
"He is my paaaartner you know thaaat," hissed the man, his tongue piercing through the gap in his lips in a very snake like manner.
"You know, Potter, I don't really like you talking to my pet that way!" This was the first time the blonde haired boy in the room spoke, previously un-noticed.
"My pet, Malfoy," Harry replied, "Besides… I can't speak to him in English, can I?"
"Well," the blonde hesitated, "What are you saying to him?"
"He asked who you were, so I told him," Harry smirked and his tongue darted out once more. "I told him that you are my sex slave," he continued.
"Ohy, Potter! That's not funny!" Draco threw his arms over his chest and glared at Harry.
"Mmm… you love it really," replied Harry half-heartedly, becoming entranced with the small black snake winding its way up his arm and inspecting him with bright green eyes.
"Whyy don't you patrooool the hooouse," offered Harry, "give me and Draaaaco some time aloooone"
The snake silently made its way down Harry's arm, over his torso, onto the floor and exited the room. Harry had already charmed the house to allow Sakoro the freedom to move around, doors would open at the command of Parseltongue and Sakoro could more or less control the house telepathically. Harry had been surprised many years ago when he had entered the Muggle pet store to find Sakoro in a small tank. Sakoro had said simply 'Ah, a wizard' and Harry had been the only one to understand her. Harry bought her, much to the dislike of his housemate and lover, Draco Malfoy. Sakoro had since explained a lot to Harry, everything from the fact all snakes had second sight to the ways in which she could assist Harry's magical abilities.
Harry walked toward Draco and straddled his hips. "Now that Sakoro is gone, maybe I can show you that you really are my sex slave," whispered Harry.
"Well, Potter, maybe I shall show you that really you are my sex slave," Draco said decisively.
"Mmm... Master me, baby!" Harry grinned.
Harry and Draco leaned closer, their tongues fighting for dominance.