Upfront Authors Note = Smexy times in this chapter. It's rated M for a reason. If you are not mature (age wise) or just don't go for that sort of thing, skip that part.

Chapter Twenty-One: Thicker Than Water

Thursday, 14th of September 2006 – Tokyo Metropolis, City of Minato, Moto-Azabu District, Tokyo Japan

Three days later Harry found himself still waiting. Each night he expected Takashi to claim his boon only nothing happened. As if his mate knew his thoughts, Takashi would allow his hungry gaze to sweep Harry's body, softly smile, then go about his business. Other than that, the days sped by. Harry adjusted to both Sou-Sofu and Mitsukuni's intense training programs and got used to his classes. The afternoon's cooking lessons were a great stress relief, even with Chef's exacting standards. He found himself loving everything he'd learned.

Life was good.

"Ready to go?" Takashi commented from where he stood outside the genkan. Their bags had already been taken to the car.

Harry nodded and draped his satchel across his chest, his anxiety shifted from wondering what Takashi was planning, to wondering how he'd survive being stuck inside a hotel room with Satoshi and Hoshimi. Harry abandoned the peace of his den and walked out their penthouse, sliding inside the back of the car where Takashi's siblings waited.

"Hey guys," Harry greeted the siblings cheerfully, even if it was forced. "Are you as excited to be getting away for a bit as I am?"

Satoshi grinned and returned his greeting while Hoshimi remained stubbornly silent. The young girl flinched and huddled against the car door when Takashi's displeased stare bore into her.

As if he hadn't just given his sister the glare of death, Takashi handed each of them dossiers on the executives they expected to meet during their trip as well as informing them what he expected. It wasn't much, just a meet and greet and a dinner or two. He could handle that.

As Takashi briefed them, Harry realized he had never seen his mate so talkative or commanding when not swimming in Alpha pheromones. Takashi as a powerful company head was a complete turn on. He squeezed his mate's thigh in silent support.

They made it to the airport and magical check in for their port key. Thirty minutes later, they landed in Berlin, had their passports stamped, met their driver, and were on the way to the hotel. Once inside the limousine, Takashi handed everyone a potion vial. Harry sighed with resignation the moment he saw it. Already he could feel himself becoming light headed, his throat tightening, and his stomach clenching. A tiny burp erupted from his mouth and Harry immediately put his hand over it. He hated, hated, hated that potion.

"I had them increase the anti-nausea ingredients in yours," Takashi told Harry seeing the look on his face. Harry sighed and took the vial. Takashi handed his siblings theirs. Everyone downed the potion, their faces making the familiar grimaces that always accompanied chugging down potions filled with the most awful ingredients in the known universe. Harry was surprised his stomach didn't rebel.

"Once we check in, we have under an hour to get to our meeting. We have no time to waste."

The don't be late wasn't said, but heavily implied. Everyone nodded.

Harry loved their hotel. It used to be a city palace for an official high up in the kaiser's regime. They were staying in the Kaiser Suite, which had two bedrooms, two and a half baths, a library, conference room, and a private butler. Once checked in, everyone retreated to their bedrooms where they changed into more formal luncheon attire. For once Takashi didn't look casually rumpled. He looked amazing in his waistcoat.

"Handsome," Takashi murmured as he adjusted the collar of the black dress shirt Harry wore underneath a gray Calvin Klein suit. "Like your hair slicked back, even if I can't play in it."

Harry flushed. "So this is just a meet and greet?"

"Ah. Try to fit in the history of the business." Harry nodded. Thanks to Sou-Sofu, he was well acquainted with the history of the Morinozuka family. "They'll try to take advantage because of my age. The real work begins tomorrow. I'm afraid I'll be gone all day."

Harry shrugged. "I'm a big boy, I can keep myself busy."

Takashi still looked guilty. "We have the rest of the afternoon and tonight for us."

"The point of this trip was to try and reconcile, so we shouldn't go off on our own," Harry said grudgingly. "We should include them."

"Ah."

After telling to Satoshi and Hoshimi to hurry, they went downstairs where Takashi spoke to the concierge to arrange private tours and outings around his schedule. Harry did a double take when he saw Hoshimi walk toward him. She wore a beautiful blue silk dress with sleeves that came to her elbows. The front of her dress was printed with a cascade of flowers embroidered with silk. In Hoshimi's hands were a pair of pale pink gloves that matched the petals of the flowers. A string of pearls donned her neck with matching pearl drop earrings in her ear. She looked as if she should be standing on the terrace of the imperial palace performing the royal wave for her adoring subjects.

"You're beautiful," he told the girl.

She nodded her head in such a manner that Harry knew it was a snub.

Satoshi sighed. "She blames you for the problems Chichi and Haha are having and why Takashi ignores her now when he used to spoil her."

Anger bubbled inside Harry. He felt his Omega wolf straining to be released and claw at the throat of the stupid Beta who had dared to question his integrity. Once again, he was blamed for something outside his control. It was one thing when it was the mass public, or even people he had once considered friends, but he'd be damned if he put up with it among people he had to deal with for the rest of his life. A person he couldn't walk away from.

No more.

"It would be naïve of me to admit I had no part in the difficulties your family now faces," he began with deceptive calm. Hoshimi stared triumphantly at Satoshi, which only proved the chit didn't know him. Even Ron and Hermione would've ran in the other direction by now. "However it is equally naïve of you to blame me for every problem in your life." Harry continued his voice rising. "I may have been a catalyst but I did not create the problems your parents are now facing. I do however take the blame for being the catalyst. I blame myself for your father realizing it may not have been the best thing to distance himself from his family because his relationship with his mate was not what he would've liked." Harry said smoothly crossing his arms over his chest and stepping closer to Hoshimi until he was right in her face. "I am sorry your father begun paying attention to you where before he hadn't. I am sorry your father realized upon closer inspection that you do not share the values and ethics he expects from a member of the Morinozuka family. I am sorry Takashi stopped feeling guilty for receiving the bulk of your father's attention. I am sorry Takashi no longer feels the need to spoil you rotten to make up for it. I. Am. Sorry. Now, does that satisfy you?"

Hoshimi was shaking and Satoshi stared at him wide eyed. Then, Harry felt a hand on the back of his neck. Takashi had returned. Harry tensed and attempted to draw in the excessive magic surging around him. It was hard. His emotions were out of whack. Harry was sure Takashi wouldn't be too pleased he had lost control and yelled at his sister even if he was disappointed with her right now. Because after all, when it came down to it he was an outsider, she was blood. Harry didn't want to turn and see the disappointment in his eyes.

Harry felt his Alpha pressed against his back. Takashi didn't speak only waved his hand towards Hoshimi's mouth, a muttered incantation falling from his lips. To Harry's horror he realized Hoshimi's mouth had shrunk to the size of a single grain of rice during his rant.

Takashi sighed when he couldn't undo the spell, which had both of his siblings staring at their older brother in shock.

"Harry."

Harry flushed and returned Hoshimi's mouth to normal.

"Go," Takashi told the pair, still at Harry's back. His voice was ice.

The two turned and fled.

"Your magic is leaking," Takashi said once they were alone. The hand on his neck gave a quick massage before he turned Harry around so they faced each other, his Alpha framing his face in his hands. "Look at me."

Startled at the gentle tone, Harry met his gaze. Takashi was amused! His mate wasn't angry with him. The tension and fear left his body all that was left was relief, but the relief overwhelmed him. Their gazes still locked, Takashi placed Harry's hand over his chest. "Breathe."

Harry looked into his mate's eyes, felt the warm, steady beat of his Alpha's heart under his palm, and exhaled and inhaled following the pattern of his mate's breathing until their heartbeats matched. As he gathered himself, he stared deep into his mate's eyes and silently vowed to show this amazing man he'd been gifted with how grateful he was to have him in his life.

"Thank you," he whispered. He didn't say why. There was no need.

"You're the most important member of my family now Harry."

Of course, Takashi had realized why he had been so unsettled. His emotions must have been overpowering their bond.

"I lied," Harry admitted with a blush. "I don't think I am really sorry."

Takashi snorted. "Harry, no one in the building or the next block over thought you were sorry."

Harry looked around the lobby at all the people bustling about and swore. When he was around Takashi he forgot everything. Had anyone seen the magic he'd performed?

"Teasing." Takashi took his arm and led him through the lobby. "You rarely lose control. It's expected every now and then. It's fine."

"Well," he said with a sigh, "the last time I was that annoyed with someone other than Bellatrix and Voldemort of course, I blew my Aunt Marge up until she inflated larger than a hot air balloon and was bouncing on the ceiling."

"Lucky Hoshimi."

Harry bit his lip, it would be inappropriate to laugh.

When they slipped inside the limousine, Takashi pinned his little sister with a harsh glare.

"Harry is under the impression Chichi arranged this trip to see if we could repair our relationship. He was wrong."

"I was?" he asked surprised.

"Ah," Takashi answered before turning to his siblings. "Chichi wants to know if you are absorbing his teachings. Should he continue or just stop trying. The same as what he is doing to obasan. Don't be surprised to return to the estate and find Haha gone and regulated to living in a smaller property." They gasped. Takashi shrugged. "Just as he ignored you, you also ignored him. You wanted to know what Chichi and I did on those outings where you felt so ignored. He tested me. He tested me on how I handled myself, my intelligence, knowledge, ethics. Just as he tested you over the summer. How could he send me out in the world if he didn't know if he could trust me in it? This is another test." Takashi aura was pure Alpha, leader of the pack. He turned to Harry and pinned him with a hard stare. "Our children will learn as I did."

"All of them no matter their designation," Harry demanded.

"Of course."

Harry nodded and took Takashi's hand. They were quiet until they reached the restaurant where the luncheon was located.

"Don't embarrass me," he said pinning them with a hard stare. "Remember who you are."

Despite the drama, they presented a united front walking into the restaurant where their hosts booked a private room. Takashi went first, Harry walked slightly behind him, and Satoshi and Hoshimi slightly behind him on either side. Together, they entered the private room where the executives of the whole sellers coalition waited with their significant others. Takashi bowed and presented the President with his gift while apologizing for his father's absence before introducing Harry and his siblings.

No one was unable to hide their surprise over the fact that Harry was an Omega Male and not Japanese. To them, he was an oddity. He received quite a few stares and found himself surrounded during cocktail hour.

"Where are you from Herr Morinozuka?" the President's spouse asked. "And how did you meet your mate?"

"Oh, I'm English. My family has been doing business with Takashi's for years although my parents passed away when I was very young. With the exception of my godfather, there was no one else my parents trusted my care to. The Morinozuka's are renowned for their rich samurai history and they still practice many of the ancient traditions, I think's that's why their organization has a history of integrity and my parents trusted them because of it. I'm proud to be a part of my family." Harry ended cheerfully wondering if he was being a little too heavy handed.

"Samurai?" A young Omega Female asked wide-eyed falling right into his plans.

Acting as if he couldn't believe they didn't know Harry told the spectators the history of the family and how they came to own the most successful wholesale market in the world.

"They seem very protective of you," the young Omega continued rather wistfully. She was bonded and heavily pregnant.

During cocktail hour, Takashi, Satoshi, and Hoshimi checked on him, asked him to try an appetizer, rubbed his back. Even if it was an act on Hoshimi's part, his wolf lapped up the attention.

"Yes, I'm very lucky."

"I'm surprised you're not pregnant yet," another, older Omega female said. She tried to sound disproving, but it came out as slightly wistful instead.

"Goodness no," Harry shuddered. "I'm barely a baby myself. We'll wait until we both finish university and I take a more active role in my own family business. Right now my COO runs my company for me."

Harry's voice trailed off as he saw everyone moving to sit to eat. Takashi approached, bowed to the group, and addressed Harry.

"Ready to sit down?" he asked politely.

Harry smiled brightly, nodded to the ladies, and went to Takashi who put his hand on the small of Harry's back and led him to his assigned seat.

Takashi bent down to whisper in his ear. "Thank you."

"I didn't lie."

"I know, I'm awesome."

Mindful of their audience Harry snorted a laugh and stopped his elbowed from plowing into his Alpha's side.

"Conceited git," he muttered.

Takashi bent and whispered in his ear. "But I live up to expectations?"

"Always," Harry flushed.

Takashi pulled out his seat for him before he went to his own and sat down. Satoshi and Hoshimi didn't sit until he and Takashi had.

Lunch was pleasant despite the outdated views a good many of the Alphas and even a few of the older Betas had regarding Omegas. When Harry had assumed he was a Beta he hadn't paid attention to the prehistoric views most had about Omegas. So he was taken aback by the others who couldn't believe Takashi allowed him so much 'freedom'. Harry had to clasp his hands into his fists under the table and kept a tight rein on his magic as he was tempted to blast the idiot who had went on and on about Takashi needed to take control and put him in his place. As if. His Alpha did not have a death wish. Luckily, Takashi managed to deflect the obvious bigotry.

"Harry is an Omega, not unintelligent. Besides, if he is happy, I am happy. It is in my best interests to keep him happy."

Everyone chuckled. Lunch was three courses so it was another hour before they could leave. As soon as they entered the vehicle, Takashi pulled Harry in his arms and nuzzled his bond mark.

"Idiots," he growled.

"Those Neanderthals," Hoshimi agreed with a glare. "Why we didn't raze them to the ground instead of the Americans during the muggle war, I'll never know."

Harry chuckled at least he and the princess had one thing in common. He leaned into his annoyed Alpha to calm his ire. "It was tedious. How do you think we did?"

"Good. Our product and system are miles above theirs." Takashi laced their fingers together as he talked. "The old-fashioned Alphas will be overwhelmed by their mates and the Betas thanks to you. I'll learn tomorrow for sure. You all did great."

They preened under Takashi's praise even Harry who snuggled in his arms.

"Harry and I are going sightseeing, would you like to come?"

"Sure," Satoshi said eagerly.

Hoshimi looked pensive. "Yes. Thank you for including me."

"We'll stop at the hotel and grab the camera before we head to the palace."

"Palace," Harry exclaimed. "Wicked."

Takashi had booked them a private tour of the Charlottenburg Palace. Their guide awaited them when they pulled up at the gates though Harry had the driver stop so he could take several decent pictures of the palace's exterior. Harry didn't think Atsuya would forgive him if he hadn't.

Their guide took them on an extensive tour of the gardens, which he liked but were a bit too formal for his taste, but it did give him something to think about.

"I need to do something with the landscape at Potter Hall."

"Like this?" Takashi asked skeptically.

"Ugh no. Too formal, though the mini cone shaped tree shrubs are cute," he snapped a picture.

"You're not staying in Japan?" Hoshimi asked shocked.

Harry looked to Takashi to answer. He and Takashi had never discussed in depth their plans beyond educational goals. He was a bit worried about that actually, especially now he knew of Mitsukuni's impending rise to power and Takashi's role in the new government. Takashi entwined his fingers with Harry's as they walked before turning to his sister.

"We haven't worked everything out, but yes, we'll need to spend a good bit of time in England, several months to maybe a half a year at least. Harry's family business is just as important to him as ours is to us. Plus, father and grandfather are still around and active within the company. When needed I can work remotely with occasional business trips when needed." Takashi shrugged. "I figure by then if you and Satoshi hadn't developed a passion for another career, might be working for the company as well, which would help."

"Oh," Hoshimi murmured.

Harry bit his lip to stop laughing as he saw both siblings straighten in pride. His emotions must have slipped through their bond, because Takashi squeezed his hand.

Their tour guide led them to the mausoleum and lectured on its construction and the history of the people buried there before they headed inside the palace.

"Tacky," Hoshimi muttered upon first seeing the palace's interior.

Gaudy was more like it. Too ornate, too . . .. It was if someone designed the palace with too much money and not enough taste. Harry found himself laughing so hard he had to run to the restroom several times after some of the quips Hoshimi made about the formal rulers horrid design choices. Hoshimi's sarcastic barbs were quite funny when they weren't aimed at himself. He, Hoshimi, and Satoshi amused themselves the rest of the tour by making snide comments in Japanese.

"I thought you'd like this," Takashi said sadly.

Shocked, Harry looked up at his mate in surprise. "I am. This had been great fun."

"Harry, Taka-ni has too high of a moral compass to understand why we're having so much fun ripping this place to shreds." Satoshi said.

The three looked to each other and giggled uncontrollably.

Takashi sighed. "I liked it better when you three weren't speaking."

The giggles increased.

After the tour, they went in and joined the rest of the tourists for dinner in one of the less gaudy areas of the palace. They had an elaborate dinner severed by performers dressed in period costumes. They were served food that would've been served during the time of Fredrich the first. Harry hated it. After months of eating healthy Japanese fare, the entrée was heavy and laid in his stomach like a lead pipe.

"Welcome to the dark side," Hoshimi said with a smile when he told them.

Harry pouted and crossed his arms over his chest. "I am not giving up my Sunday roast and treacle tarts."

At least dessert was excellent. After dinner, they walked to the performance hall where the orchestra warmed up. Harry looked at Takashi curiously when Hoshimi visibly perked up.

"Hoshimi's a superb violinist." He whispered, answering the unspoken question.

They took their seats in the front row as the costumed orchestra appeared and played music from Germany's most famous composers. It was beautiful, Harry looked to Hoshimi, she had her eyes closed a serene expression on her face as she listened to the rhythm of the music. The spoiled princess looked her age when she smiled. Smiling, Harry leaned against his mate and enjoyed the music. Once the concert was over, they waited for Hoshimi to finish chatting with one of the violinist before heading to the car and hotel.

Harry didn't even want to think of how long he'd been awake. Despite the potion, all Harry had the energy to do was shower, bathe, and curl atop his mate. His eyes stung and his eyelashes felt heavy, yet sleep eluded him. Takashi's hands reached up and massaged his scalp making him moan in pleasure.

"Your capacity for forgiveness amazes me," Takashi murmured sleepily. "Thank you for giving them a chance."

"It's important to you. And as long as their polite, I'm fine."

"And happy trading sarcastic quips."

Harry smiled. "It's common ground. It'll change once we know each other better."

Takashi kissed Harry. "Lucky. Get some sleep."`

"I'm lucky too."

Takashi had meetings most of the day so after they shared breakfast in the restaurant. Harry kissed his mate goodbye and grabbed several tourist brochures as he tried to figure out what to do with his day. Flipping idly through the brochure Harry tossed them aside and pulled out his homework figuring he might as well get through that. An hour later, he was sitting in the library of their suite halfway through his math when he heard the most stunning music coming from the enclosed garden surrounding the palace. Curious, he went to the window and saw Hoshimi sitting on the edge of a stone fountain a violin tucked under her chin as the bow she held lovingly in her hands flew furiously over the strings. Harry was rising and heading out the door before he could second-guess himself.

He sat beside her and sipped his hot chocolate as he listened to her play, shivering in the cold air. Once finished she packed away her violin and accepted the hot chocolate he handed her.

"Thank you."

"That was amazing," Harry said awed even more so considering Hoshimi was only thirteen.

She sat the violin case on her lap and caressed it. "Chichi gave this to me for my eighth birthday, it's a Stradivarius. Takashi and Satoshi used to play but they were terrible," she giggled then sobered. "Chichi loved to hear me play and I would go into his office and play for him and we'd talk. I loved the attention. Shortly after that, Haha began paying more attention to me. Told me I was a magical child, special, elite that I was meant for more than a mundane existence as a violinist." Her eyes became moist and she blinked to clear them. "I suddenly had etiquette lessons during the times I normally played for Chichi. After you . . . yelled at me, I thought about Haha and Chichi and I wondered. Haha was jealous of the time Chichi spent with me, wasn't she?"

Harry pulled Hoshimi into his arms and held her. A stoic Morinozuka she didn't break down and cry, only let out a few snuffles.

"It's like everything I thought was true was a lie," she murmured.

"I know the feeling. It sucks. That's how I felt before Taka came into my life." Harry pulled back and took a deep, dramatic breath that had the young girl staring at him curiously. "I've got it. I have the answer to everything."

"You do?" she asked hopefully.

"Of course. I'm awesome like that, don't you know. I know what we need to do. Go shopping and make fun of crazy Berlin fashion."

She giggled and wiped at her eyes. "Sounds like fun."

A mock, serious expression on his face, Harry stood and dramatically held out his hand to help her up, which made Hoshimi smile. They walked back inside the hotel and found Satoshi swimming laps in the Olympic sized pool.

"Wow," Harry said.

"Satoshi's on the Kendo, karate, and swim teams at school."

Satoshi popped his head out the water and his eyes widened when he saw them holding hands.

"We're going shopping," Harry quipped cheerfully. "Coming?"

Satoshi looked between their joined hands and shook his head. "I'll stay and finish my homework, get it out the way."

"Okay, see you later." Harry paused before he turned to leave. "Can you teach me how to swim? I never had the chance to learn."

Satoshi looked surprised for second then let out a pleased smile. "Sure. It'll help pass the time while Taka-ni is in meetings."

"Wicked. Thanks."

Although Harry was never much of a shopper, he and Hoshimi had a great time. They did end up gossiping about other shoppers. Harry brought several Christian Louboutin leather spiked sneakers, leather boots, and a Saint Laurent Paris satchel bag for when he began school next month. He also bought Takashi two winter coats and several sweaters. Hoshimi bought several shoes, a couple pairs of boots, and four purses. After lunch, they went to Frau Tonis Parfum where they attended a scent workshop and got help customizing an individual fragrance each, Harry also bought cologne that smelled of leather, tobacco, and vanilla for Takashi and for Satoshi that smelled of spices like star anise, pepper, cardamom, fennel, and cedar. Then he couldn't resist picking another scent of Haruhi when he scented a jasmine scented parfum with hints of tea, lilies, and magnolias. It seemed to scream Haruhi.

They made it back to their suite. Takashi had returned while they were out and was currently sprawled across the loveseat his legs hanging over one side, his hand over his eyes napping. Satoshi sat on the other loveseat flipping through the channels on the television.

"Have fun," Satoshi asked.

Harry grinned and handed Satoshi the cologne he bought him. He sniffed it and smiled.

"Spicy like me. Thanks Harry."

Harry nodded and sat down lifting Takashi's head to place it in his lap.

"Did he say anything before he fell asleep?"

Satoshi nodded. "Took them awhile, but they finally saw sense. They agreed to the deal, now it's all contract negotiations."

Harry sighed and massaged his Alpha's temples. "We'll stay in tonight and let Takashi rest."

"Made reservations," Takashi murmured sleepily, "and got tickets to the ballet."

"You need rest," he said firmly.

"Be fine. A half hour and pepper up. You guys go get ready."

Harry saw the determination in Takashi's eyes and sighed. "Come on guys lets go do what he said."

They left the main area and Harry kissed his mate and went to the bathroom inside the master suite.

Takashi had made reservations at a restaurant atop the rotating TV tower soaring several hundred feet in the air. They ate at a nice three-course dinner before going to the ballet. So it was nearly eleven by the time they returned to the hotel. Harry undressed his mate and pushed him to bed before undressing and climbing in after him.

The next morning Harry woke feeling Takashi lying atop him nuzzling his neck, they were both clad in their pants. Harry felt Takashi's erection pressing against him, which caused Harry's own member to jump to attention.

"It's been a long time since I've been inside you," Takashi murmured huskily. Harry shivered.

Shivers turned to moans as Takashi lips worshiped his body. Moans turned into breathless gasps as Takashi took his nipple in his mouth as his fingers teased inside him, taking him right to the edge only to stop and pull away moments before he found release. Harry looked to his mate horrified when he lifted off him and left the bed.

"Takashi!"

Takashi chuckled and reached out a hand. Still glaring at his mate, Harry allowed himself to be pulled out the bed. Takashi nudged him forward before placing a gentle kiss on his lips and backing away. The next thing Harry knew a silk blindfolded covered his eyes.

"Takashi!"

"Shh," his Alpha's deep voice whispered in his ear. "If it gets too much and you want me to stop just drop to your knees and it'll be over."

Teeth gently nipped his ear then Harry found himself unable to speak or hear what was going on around him. Harry stood in the middle of the room wondering what Takashi was up to. Was this it? Was he finally going to use the scarves? And he didn't remember agreeing to have his senses taken away from him as well.

After what seemed like an eternity, Harry felt hands on his skin. Takashi barely used the tips of his fingers and the palms of his hands to smooth oil over his skin. The soft caresses were so gentle Harry wasn't even sure he could take it anymore. His Alpha oiled his body from his neck to the tips of his toes before backing away. How long had he been standing there, a few minutes or a few hours? Harry honestly didn't know. His methodical Alpha was moving as slow as a tortoise. It was torture.

The next thing Harry felt caused him to nearly collapse on his feet. The only reason he remained upright was knowing that if he fell to his knees Takashi would stop and that was the last thing Harry wanted. Harry frantically reached out, sliding his fingers through Takashi's hair, gripping the back of his Alpha's head as his mate's mouth opened and swallowed him down his throat. All Harry could do was feel Takashi bobbing up and down on his member, feel his hands grasping his arse as he controlled Harry's thrusts in and out of his mouth. Then, two oiled fingers slipped inside his entrance the same moment he felt the vibration of Takashi's mouth swallowing him down his throat. Harry orgasmed with a silent scream and his knees buckled unable to stand up under the intense pleasure coursing through his body.

The only thing keeping him afoot was his lover's hands tightening around his body as he sucked down every drop of his release. Once spent, Takashi's lips slowly trailed up his body until his lips nuzzled at the bond mark on his neck. When Takashi stepped away from him, Harry shivered. He felt the loss keenly. He lifted his arms, desperately wanting his mate back at his side holding him, comforting him.

It didn't take long for Takashi to come back. Although Takashi didn't touch him, he felt his steady breath blowing in his air. This went on for several minutes until Harry realized his once racing heart had calmed. Takashi seemed to notice it as well because he pulled away, but not before Harry felt the brush of silk on his skin. A rope? The rope continued to be brushed up and down his body and Harry tensed, wondering what Takashi was going to do with it, tie his hands again?

Dear Merlin, dear Merlin, dear Merlin Harry chanted in his mind. Takashi was wrapping the rope around his body, but in a way that caused every draw, every stretch to caress his skin and send shivers down his spine. Then, just as he was getting used to the soft caresses, there would be a sharp pull. If he could speak, Harry would've shrieked, totally lost to the pleasure consuming his body as he felt his Alpha tying the rope into knots on his body. What was his mate doing?

Over and over again Harry felt the rope caress his skin before it was drawn and tied. The more Harry felt, the more he realized what Takashi was doing. He was being restrained, hogtied. A lamb seconds away from slaughter. He could feel the tightness of the rope as he struggled to test the bonds. The more he struggled the greater the sparks of pleasure shot through his body.

Harry's mind went blank. His body lax, his eyes rolled to the back of his head, his neck wobbled suddenly unable to support its weight. He flopped around like a dead fish. Only the tightness of the restraints kept him upright. He couldn't believe Takashi was doing this. He should fall to his knees and get Takashi to stop. But then it would be over. He would no longer feel the caress of the rope against his skin, no longer feel the pull as the knots tightened on his body. This was Takashi, his mate, his Alpha. He trusted him. He could do this.

It felt so good.

The moment he decided to trust his Alpha, Harry felt everything shift between himself and Takashi. Before where Takashi had been distant, he now felt the occasional hug or breath against his skin. It was a very reassuring feeling knowing his mate was there to take care of and protect him. It suddenly seemed normal to feel his arms drawn behind his body and the silken rope tied up around his shoulders and down his arms and wrists.

Then Harry found himself being led a couple paces away from where they'd started. And he could now hear Takashi gasp as the front of his body brushed up against the back of Harry's. Then Harry heard himself moan as Takashi's erection rose and pressed up against him.

"Taka," he cried. He could speak!

"Soon," his Alpha promised in a husky murmur.

Harry felt Takashi pushing down on his neck until he bent at the waist, his head pushed up against the wall. His legs were kicked apart, his arse raised in the air. Gentle hands glided over his body, plucking at his nipples, then slid down to ghost over his arse before he spread open the cheeks.

"Please," he whimpered.

"I love it when you're like this," Takashi whispered. Three fingers entered him and twisted so they brushed up against his prostate. "So sexy. Should I let you see what you look like right now? I don't know if you can handle it. My proud, strong Omega tied up and presenting just for me."

Takashi's free hand reached up and untied the mask. Harry gasped. Takashi spelled the wall so it was glass and he could see everything. The fiery lust burning in Takashi's dark grey eyes, the way his Alpha's body shook slightly as he refrained himself from slamming inside of him. And most of all he saw himself. Oh Merlin, look at him. What was happening to him? How had he been turned on by what Takashi had done?

He was hog-tied. He was tied up in white, silken rope. He knew it. Of course, he'd knew he'd be tied up, but he never expected that it would look so beautiful so erotic. . . so humiliating. How early was it? What if Hoshimi or Satoshi walked in their bedroom right now? He would never forgive Takashi if someone saw this. He began to shake and the next thing he knew the blindfold was back over his eyes.

"I was right," Takashi murmured huskily. "You're not ready to see. You can't see how beautiful you are."

Takashi's hand gently caressed him, running over the ropes and skin, gently pulling at different places, until Harry was shivering underneath him not out of fear and embarrassment any longer, but pleasure. Startled, Harry felt Takashi pulling on a knot until Harry's body straightened and his back was smashed against Takashi's front.

"Harry," the name was barely whispered in his ear.

A grunt of acknowledgement erupted from Harry in response. Lips gently nibbled down from his ear to his omohyoid muscle. One Takashi reached his bond mark, the tip of a tongue reached out and began to slowly lick the mark that joined them together while his hands reached down to his weeping erection and began to stroke him. Harry cried out.

"My Harry," Takashi whispered in between licks, "spent his whole like taking care of others. This is us. Let go. Relax and let me take care of you. Will you let me?"

Tiny nibbles were now interspaced with teasing licks. This was his Alpha, his wolf demanded. The Alpha who killed to keep him safe. He could trust him.

"Y. . .yes."

In response, the gentleness with which his Alpha had handled his body ceased. His mate tugged on his balls, gave a rough stroke of his member, just as his mouth bite down on their bonding mark hard.

Harry screamed and came apart in his Alpha's arms.

His mate soothed him through his orgasm. Gentle caresses and soft lips eased him, then slowly began to inflame him once more. Harry felt his mind still as he gave himself up to the feelings Takashi invoked inside his body. He relaxed. He didn't have to do anything right now, except let his Alpha please him. He felt his mate push his torso back down so his head butted against the wall again.

"Good boy. You're gushing," Takashi said in a slightly awed voice. "You're wolf knows how beautiful you are. How much your body needs this. Needs me inside you. Shall I come inside you Harry?"

"Ye . . . Yes," Harry stuttered. "Yes, please."

Fingers were removed from his inside body and replaced with a fist. Harry gasped. "Are you sure," Takashi asked. "Can you take something more?"

"Yes," Harry begged. "Please."

"Beautiful," Takashi breathed before he slammed into him and Harry screamed.

"Harry?" Takashi stilled, concerned.

Harry shook his head and tried to push himself back on his Alpha. "Good. More. Good. Please."

Takashi growled. Harry felt Takashi's member pulse inside him. One of his Alpha's fingers curled into the knot of rope at the base of his neck to hold him in place the other curled around the front of his chest, grasping his shoulder pinning him down as he slammed into him again. Each thrust was heaven. Harry lost himself a little more with each slam of Takashi's member inside of his body. Harry felt free, weightless. He felt as if he should be flying among the clouds wearing a white sheet with wings sprouting out his back and a harp in his hands. Flying free. He was so close. He wanted it. Needed it. Craved it.

"More," he mindlessly whimpered. "Please more."

"That's right, beg me Harry." Takashi chanted with a shiver. "You want my knot don't you? You love having me inside you. Beg me."

So Harry begged, begged for his knot, begged to be filled, just begged. Takashi let out a frustrated growl, pulled out, and lifted Harry flipped him over so he was slammed back against the wall. Takashi stepped up into his body and Harry immediately wrapped his legs around Takashi's waist as his Alpha thrust into him again.

"Look at you swallowing me up. Sexy."

Harry whimpered. Takashi's nails skimmed over bare skin and the ties that bind him, before moving down and palming Harry's erection.

"Taka," Harry cried desperately as his knees and legs shook.

Takashi gasped and gave another powerful thrust.

"Mine. My Omega."

Harry screamed as jets of cum exploded out of him. Harry's legs gave out and they slipped from around Takashi's waist. His mate grabbed him to steady him before slamming into his body one last time. Takashi's knot flared as he came shouting Harry's name. They fell to the floor breathing heavily both of them shuddering as they suffered through the overstimulation caused by the aftershocks.

"Feel it. Feel what you do to me Harry. Only you." Takashi grabbed his hips and buried his face in Harry's neck as another orgasm slammed through Takashi's body.

Harry whimpered.

"Do you still feel me inside you, my little Omega?" his mate whispered. "Do you feel my knot expanding inside you?"

Harry whined as his exhausted member twitched in Takashi's hand. Takashi kept up the dirty talk into Harry's ear as Harry arched back with a shudder as he ejaculated again. After a couple more minutes, Takashi's knot deflated and he pulled out his mate with a pop all the sticky fluid pouring out his bum. Takashi waved his hand, getting rid of the mess before removing the blindfold.

"Good morning."

Harry grunted in reply, his face buried inside his mate's chest. Unfazed Takashi carried him into the shower. Takashi stared at him in admiration for several moments before he set him under the steamy shower and began gently, slowly, erotically, unraveling the rope before lavishing him with the utmost care as he washed his body from head to toe. After they stepped out the shower, his Alpha dressed him in jeans, a long v-neck sweater, and trainers before slapping his butt.

"Go and see if they're up and ready to order room service."

Harry scowled tiredly at his mate before doing his bidding. Damn pheromones. Right now Takashi could tell him to climb the Berlin TV tower and pitch himself off it, and he would consider doing so. By the time, Takashi came out dressed in a suit and wearing the cologne he brought him yesterday, breakfast had arrived.

"I should be back by lunch," Takashi said once breakfast was finished.

Harry nodded tiredly and glared when his Alpha he looked smug. The pervert. He was so getting his Alpha back for that. The minute Takashi left Harry went to curl up on the loveseat and fell back asleep. When Harry came to it was to find Satoshi quietly helping his sister with her homework as he played a video game. Harry got out his own schoolwork and plowed through that. After only a half hour of working his brain felt as if it were about to explode.

"Let's go swimming."

The two other teenagers eagerly complied. They spent the rest of the morning playing in the swimming pool with Satoshi teaching him how to swim. After a couple hours, they got tired and hungry and left the pool to shower and change. Harry didn't think he showered as much since moving to Japan but he didn't think he had participated in so many activities even when he had been chasing after a Dark Lord so he supposed it all evened out. When Harry stepped back in the bedroom fully dressed it was to see Takashi changing out his suit and into more casual clothes to include the winter white cable knit sweater Harry had bought him the day before.

"Taka," Harry called face flaming as he recalled what they'd done in this bedroom that morning.

Takashi smirked and reached over to pull him into his arms nuzzling his chin atop his head. "Harry."

"Annoyed with you," Harry grumbled.

The baka only chuckled and released soothing pheromones as his chin caressed the top of his head his hands rubbed soothing circles on his back.

"That wasn't scarves," Harry grumbled still not ready to forgive his mate.

"Nearly," Takashi countered.

Harry snorted and snuggled deeper into his mate's arms. He sighed contently when Takashi tightened his arms about him. "How did it go?"

"Tedious." Takashi bent down and nibbled his bottom lip. "It seems Satoshi and Hoshimi have fallen for the infamous Potter Charm."

Harry snorted and pulled away from Takashi to get dressed. "They're sweet, we're getting to know each other. They're hurting, not a surprise with all the drama going on with your parents. We'll need to fix up the spare rooms for them when they need a place to escape." Harry quickly threw on clothes before walking back to his Alpha and smoothing his hands down Takashi's sweater covered chest. "Sexy."

"Lucky."

"Of course you are I'm awesome." Harry replied cheekily ignoring Takashi's eye roll. "I'm still going to make you pay for this morning, you bloody perv. Ready to eat, I'm starving."

"I rented a yacht for the afternoon." Takashi's smile reached his eyes. "Lunch and a river tour. Then dinner with the group."

"You need rest, don't run yourself to the ground attempting to prove yourself to us or them." Harry ordered.

Takashi caressed his cheek. "Yes dear."

Author's Note:

I always have things planned to say here and then when I get to posting I forget. Oh well.

Happy Holidays!