*Explicit Slash Sex Warning*
Chapter Six
They put the first fantasy off until spring since neither had any desire for frostbite in delicate places. Thus, Tom finally got around to explaining the Chamber of Secrets as he brought Harry to the second floor bathroom.
"There's a Basilisk down there!" Harry almost shouted once Tom stopped his obfustication.
"Yes, but there is nothing to worry about. She is quite nice and I told her I was bringing my partner down to practice ritual magic with and she was very encouraging. The Chamber was once used for many rituals." Tom replied calmingly. He had thought Harry might take it a bit better since he knew Tom was a parselmouth.
"Tom, this isn't a particular doubt of your skills but a Basilisk is a XXXXX creature in a school filled with idiotic children."
"Ah. Well he was put there to help defend the school," Tom stated as they entered the girl's loo. Harry was startled once more as Tom hissed at the sink and stairs and lights formed in the gigantic opening going downward.
"You mean this is the reason this bathroom always has plumbing troubles? To get all the girls to avoid it?" Harry said incredulous. "Salazar Slytherin jinxed a girl's loo."
"No, that was me after I discovered it."
"Oh, that's a bit disappointing. It would have made a great story if he did," Harry said as they descended into the foundation of Hogwarts. The corridor was quite impressive with different mythical creatures engraved in the walls. Finally they reached the door to the actual chamber that was locked by seven snakes. With a quite hiss Tom opened the door as they snakes slithered into the unlocked position. The chamber itself while large was strangely dominated by water with pools on either side until you reached the main area in from of the gigantic statue. But Harry's attention was immediately drawn to the large four poster bed with an intricate head board. The jewel green curtains, canopy and comforter were eye catching in the chamber but still drawing attention to the emeralds that were used as eyes for all the engraved snakes.
On the bed though, was wrapped temptation. Harry had never been shorted on gifts but any gift was to be treasured intensely. From the stuffed wolf Remus had given him as a child, to the Firebolt Sirius had extravagantly given him, to his muggle grandfather's pocket watch Lily had given him for his sixteenth birthday. Tom handed him the wrapped present as he took off his robes and lounged back on the bed looking completely at home and abnormally elegant as usual. "Thank you," Harry said as he pulled the red ribbon off and carefully slit the silver paper. Inside were two bracelets, both were silver snakes with emerald eyes that occasionally moved as they got comfortable. Harry's voice was filled with astonishment, how Tom had made these was incredible. And Harry was sure he had made them because he knew Tom didn't have the kind of money needed to get this kind of craftsmanship. "Thank you."
Tom smiled then quickly moved into a factual description. "The snakes are enchanted to understand parseltongue. They can grow or shrink as necessary and can bite someone who harms you and release paralyzing venom. It was a bit difficult to explain when they should defend you, but they understand that if you bleed they can attack."
"Wow," Harry exclaimed, trust Tom to make a gift that would be practical as well as a sex toy. Harry had not forgotten Tom's fantasy of tying him up and now he learned that Tom wanted him to wear them all the time. Otherwise, the defensive aspects of the snakes would be useless if he wasn't wearing them. "So you want me to wear a symbol claiming me as yours always?"
Tom looked away, almost shyly, except Tom had never been shy in his life. "Yes. I want you to be always protected and … always mine."
Harry knew his reaction to that was not normal. But he shivered with arousal. Tom wanted him, for always. That might change but it was a solid weight of commitment as he put the bracelets on. Now he just needed to let Tom know that he belonged to Harry as well. But that would come at a later time, once Harry had thought of the appropriate thing.
Harry stripped off his clothing and kneeled in the center of the bed, a stark contrast to Tom's fully dressed figure. Tom raised Harry's hands and hissed the snakes growing and restraining his arms to the crossbar above him. "Now … I have you restrained, what should I do with you?"
"Anything you want Tom. I'm yours." Harry replied breathily.
Tom leaned in to kiss him running his hands down Harry's body making him shiver at the sensation. Harry felt very exposed but at the same time completely safe. "If you're mine then I should mark you as mine." Tom then went on to bite and lick almost every inch of Harry's skin. He sucked at Harry's nipples running his fingernails down Harry's back, bit his neck giving him a large hickey. Only to grab Harry's ass to lift him into Tom's lap as he kissed him until he gasped for breathe. After making Harry into a wreck, shivering with arousal and moaning as every movement made him feel the marks Tom had left on him. Tom finally got off the bed and undressed.
"You are so beautiful like this Harry. So passionate and sensitive, just aching for my cock in your ass. I haven't even prepped you yet." More hissing followed and Harry shivered more as he felt one of the snakes scales move on his skin as it moved down his body the other snake capturing his other wrist. Tom proceeded to run his hand down Harry's cock collecting his precum which he rubbed on Harry's twitching hole. He then bent over and started giving Harry the blowjob of a lifetime while the snake surrounding his chest licked at this hole. Harry was begging, " Oh, god Tom … your mouth is so hot. The tongue … oh god … it going in. Fuck, of please fuck."
By the time Harry came, he was hanging limp from his restraint. Tom gathered Harry's come and started to prepare him only to smear the rest on the snake's tale who had been rimming Harry. After a bit of hissing the snake pressed his tail into Harry again and again slithering it around as Harry quaked over sensitive. The snake hit his prostate and Harry cried out, he could see the effect his cries were having on Tom. His cock was already dripping. More hisses released Harry's hands only for them to be bound to the headboard with him lying on his stomach on his knees raising his ass begging to be fucked. "My Harry is so sexy, begging for it without even a word," Tom said as he removed the snake thrusting into his ass and did it himself. Harry was finally almost completely hard when Tom came only minutes later.
Tom flipped over and pulled Harry over to straddle him while more hissing found his hands restrained above him once more, in practically the same position as before but with Tom below him. "Now you need to earn this next climax. Fuck yourself on me until I come again and you can come with me." Tom said as he slipped his half hard cock into Harry's sticky ass his come leaking out around his cock.
Harry groaned but complied grinding his hips into Tom before lifting off his lap only to slam downward once more. His thighs and arms trembled with every thrust. Harry thanked Merlin that he was an athlete otherwise he would have never managed it. Tom lazely lifted his hand to pinch and twist Harry's nipples as he enjoyed the show.
When Tom finally came Harry was shaking as he came with him. His come covering Tom's chest that he instantly collapsed on as the snake above him let go. Harry was already starting to doze off as the snakes shrank and went back to bracelets around his wrists as Tom stroked his hair, his cock still buried in Harry's ass. The magic of the ritual finally lifting at the successful completion of the fantasy.
As Tom entered the common room the next morning, it was buzzing with gossip. It was after breakfast so learning some gossip worthy news wasn't extraordinary, but the volume was. From across the room he could hear Parkinson's excited voice stating, " I heard from Lavender that Harry Potter entered the common room late last night looking well … used and wearing bonding bracelets in the form of snakes."
"Do you think he got them from a Slytherin?" asked Priscilla Nott.
"Of course, but who would be arrogant enough to make the bonding bracelets with just that shape with none of the runes usually seen on bonding bracelets?" Daphne Greengrass asked.
"If it was a true bonding he would only have one bracelet," Dorea Black stated. "It must be a promise of bonding, possibly once they've both completed school."
Tom took his usual seat by the fireplace; it seemed that this Saturday's court was going to be quite involved. The court was the denoted time for political maneuverings, since no homework was particularly pressing. It was also much less distracting during the week when you knew any back stabbing would take place Saturday morning in front of everyone. Tom had put the practice into place when he had taken control of Slytherin house his fourth year. It was unfortunate that this week it seemed that his business was going to be the center piece of the court's maneuverings this weekend. He saw many of his roommates giving him pointed looks, it seemed if he didn't say anything one of them was going to because the information was too tempting. Unfortunately, Tom hadn't expected anyone to think of bonding when they saw the bracelets. He certainly hadn't been thinking that when he made them.
"I gave them to Harry Potter," Tom stated. The way they were looking at it they would think it had been him anyways. He hadn't realized that they would think the bracelets presumptuous; it was too natural to him. But as a parselmouth it wasn't presumptuous for him.
"Riddle did?"
"That makes sense."
"Why Potter?"
"I heard he stayed with the Potter's over the holidays."
The gossip flurry swept past him astonishingly quickly the voices blending together so he couldn't differentiate one person from another.
Nott muttered to him in an undertone, "Well I'm glad that's out there. Now you can see Potter without everyone thinking you're a nympo. You went to see him an awful lot the past few months."
"We were studying to be animagous," Tom stated cuttingly. He wasn't obsessed with sex. Harry and he just happened to have a lot.
"You've practiced High magic together already! You are practically engaged. With the bonds formed by performing that type of magic together and your relationship. No wonder you weren't interested in anyone else." Yaxley said seriously. Tom was really starting to resent that he hadn't grown up in pureblood culture. He had read all the books about the traditions and the culture, the society mores and code of conduct. It was the little things. The things they didn't write down, that were only referenced when referring to history. Or the back-story of the purebloods that was too recent to be written in books but had to be gathered painstakingly form tidbits in newspaper articles.
"Is that why any High magic master wants their students to be married or something similar before they will accept them as a student?" Tom gave in and asked, hating to be seen as ignorant.
"Of course," Draco Malfoy said as he came over. He was appropriately respectful of him as acknowledged king of Slytherin, but a definitive appraisal was definitely snuck in. "I hope you look out for and treasure Harry appropriately."
"He's mine, of course I do," Tom snapped.
Draco smiled wryly," I guess that's why we didn't work out. If someone he could soul bond with was so close by he would have never been content."
Tom should have been surprised, but he wasn't. This was one pureblood tradition or known fact that he was quite familiar with. The concept of a soul and how it interacted with or was made of your magic had always interested him. The more romantic applications of soul magic hadn't exactly been what he had been looking for but it had certainly scratched his itch for more knowledge. Possessiveness was a key marker of a couple who could become soul bound. He just hadn't realized it since he was extremely possessive of anything that was his due to his life in the orphanage. Anything that had been his was protected rigorously or was avenged if anything happened to it.
Tom had always had a penchant for Dark magic since it was something that he could learn that wasn't covered in school. Even he didn't want to know what he would do if something happened to Harry. "Yes, he was meant to be mine from the beginning we just didn't know it yet. By the way Malfoy thanks for the recommendation for the tailor, I quite appreciated it." Tom said as he left the common room to inform Harry that their relationship was no longer a secret kept between a few, but common knowledge.
Draco just smirked. He would expect nothing less than an excellent put down from the Kind of Slytherin for his soul mates ex-boyfriend.
