We were back in Daddy's rooms and it was not even lunch time yet. So much seemed to be happening in such a short amount of time. They had not even reached the 24 hour mark of when Harry was in potions class, throwing his "tantrum" as Daddy called it.
He was still naked except his diaper from the witch removing his pajamas in the hospital. He looked down, distraught at the loss of his beloved paci. His eyes welled with tears again.
"D-Daddy," Harry sniffled. "Paci?"
Daddy pulled his paci from his pocket and placed it in baby's mouth. Harry sighed and began sucking contently. Daddy was prepared.
Severus glided with Harry across the room. "Harry, you will have to poop some time. Your tummy will hurt badly if you don't bug. Daddy won't be mad if you make poopies in your diaper. That's what its for. Daddy doesn't want his bug sick because of silly worries about poopies."
He sat them down and began rubbing Harry's lower tummy. He massaged in circles, putting more and more pressure with each pass.
Harry squirmed and fussed, "No Daddy… No poopies."
"Please don't say no to Daddy Harry. Daddy has to take care of you, in good and in bad. In clean and in stinky," he tickled his baby's tummy softly as he continued to massage.
"Da-ddy! You gonna make me poops!" Harry whined.
Daddy laughed softly. It's the first he had ever heard the man laugh. It was deep, yet soft, and genuine. "That's the point baby," he said, as he touched his pointer finger to Harry's nose, causing baby's eyes to go cross.
He felt Harry tighten his body, refusing to allow the massage to move things along. Severus sighed. Turning Harry to face him.
"Bug, if you refuse to cooperate, we have to go to step 2. I can promise you won't like it, and I'd rather not do it. But I will if I have to because I'm your Daddy and swore to take care of you."
Harry continued to suck angrily on his pacifier. He squinted his eyes at Da-Snape. He squinted his eyes at SNAPE and steadied his resolve. "Not pooping!" He crossed his arms and furrowed his brows. When would Dadd-Snape understand? This was a line not to cross!
Daddy picked him up swiftly and headed towards the bathroom. Harry chewed on his paci. Maybe he would let him sit on the potty and go like a normal adult! He saw him dig through the medicine cabinet, it had more muggle medicines than Harry would have thought. He saw the name boldly across the package and squirmed to get down.
"No! No, no, no Daddy! Daddy, I is sorry, you rub tummy," he pleaded. He was horrified. The paci fell from his lips, and Daddy snatched it before it hit the floor.
"I'm sorry baby, you made your decision and talked naughty to Daddy. I told you, step 2 would happen if you didn't cooperate, let's go."
Harry was carried back to his nursery. He was placed on the changing table, tummy down. He kicked and screamed and wailed without hesitance.
"DADDY YOU CAN'T!" He wailed. He looked behind himself to see Daddy opening the foil, and pulling out the medicine that would go in his bottom. He pushed internally towards his bottom, willing himself to go right then and there. His face red and angry with tension. But he couldn't go. He had held out too long. It caused him to go back into hysterics.
"Sh, sh, sh, baby, it's ok. Daddy's right here. It won't hurt baby I promise, you need to relax. It will help the poopies come out and your tummy will feel all better, I promise," Daddy said softly, trying to soothe with his words, his hand rubbing Harry's lower back.
"Daddy… Da-ddy I is sorry. No, no med-sin pease! I be good boy! Daddy rub tummy make poopies!" He cried, and cried, knowing already it was too late. His Daddy said before, he always followed through. Without thinking, his hands reached out to grab Daddy to hold him. "Pease Daddy!"
Daddy picked up his baby, medicine still in hand. He moved to the rocking chair. With magic he made it recline so that Harry lay against his chest, and Daddy untaped his diaper, leaving him totally naked.
Daddy returned the pacifier to Harry's mouth, making soothing sounds to calm his baby. After Harry began calming, Daddy magicked lubrication on his finger, and softly rubbed his baby's anus. Slowly circling, gently probing while Harry looked in his Daddy's eyes.
"Such a good baby," Daddy said, giving Harry a kiss on the nose. Harry grinned and scrunched his nose in response.
Daddy continued to massage and probe, Harry could feel the tip of his finger entering into him. He clenched down trying to push it out. A soft whine behind his paci.
"Let me in baby, it'll be ok I promise," Daddy wiggled his nose against Harry's.
Harry sucked harder on his pacifier and willed himself to relax. Daddy's finger pushing into him again. It felt so weird, and he wanted so badly to push it out, but he wanted to be a good boy. Daddy moved his finger in gentle circles until he could push further into his baby's bottom. Once relaxed, he slipped in further, and sought a spot Harry didn't know existed.
Once Daddy's finger rubbed against his prostate, a deep moan and immediate erection hit Harry like a train. "Da-ddy…"
Daddy chuckled in his ear. "I know baby. I told you it'd be ok, relax against Daddy."
Harry kept his eyes closed as his Daddy rubbed his body and that secret, amazing spot inside his bottom. His penis was painfully hard. His penis was rubbing against the fabric of daddy's shirt. Daddy rubbed inside him with more pressure and without warning, Harry screamed "Daddy" and his come came onto Daddy's tummy.
He felt his daddy push the medicine up his bum, but he didn't care. That feeling was amazing. He sucked on his paci with a dazed face looking at his Daddy's eyes. He grinned lazily.
"Good job baby. That'll make it all better," he kissed him on the mouth. Daddy pulled the diaper back in place.
Maybe pooping wouldn't be so bad, Harry thought, as he drifted into a day dream. He laid on his Daddy's chest while he rocked softly, still slightly reclined. They stayed like that a bit.
"We can't sleep yet baby, we haven't had lunch yet. After lunch you can have a nice nap," Daddy said as he stood up slowly. Harry groaned and buried his face into his Daddy's chest. Daddy cleaned up the mess Harry had made after coming on his Daddy, Harry blushed at the memory.
Harry was set down on his feet to follow his Daddy to the kitchen. He immediately got on his hands and knees to crawl after him. He was pouting that Daddy put him down. He wanted carried! By the time he made it to the kitchen, he knew why he was made to walk or crawl. After the 20 minutes of letting the medicine work and the movement of his whole body with crawling, he had to poop, NOW.
He whined "Daddy…" Reaching arms up to be held. "Daddy… have to poopies!" Tears began to well in his eyes. He didn't want to, it would feel so disgusting, and Da-Snape would have to see his gross mess on his bottom and his penis.
"Da-Snape I want to use the toilet!" He pleaded.
A slap went to the back of Harry's leg. "You are to call me daddy baby. And I have already told you, toilets are for big boys. You're diaper will be fine baby, trust me."
"I's embarrassed to poop!" Harry cried around his paci.
"There is no embarrassment here baby. Daddy will be so so proud of you for making poopies for him. You'll see," he soothed. Brushing his baby's hair calming him slightly.
Harry crossed his legs as tight as he could. Too embarrassed to be this close to his professor, his Daddy, to anyone, he wriggled against him to try to get down. He would go to a corner, he would demand some sense of privacy.
"Want down pease," he asked, remembering his manners.
Severus sighed, knowing immediately why he made that request. He wanted his baby to trust him, but knew this was a difficult step. He hadn't even wet his diaper yet, he had saved that to go against Severus the first time. He let his baby down and watched as he toddled around the room, noticing his discomfort as he tried to find a suitable area to "hide".
Severus put an expanding charm on Harry's diaper silently, knowing that he was likely going to face a bomb of poop from Harry, and not wanting him to leak. It would embarrass Harry, and cause more work for Severus.
"Baby bug? I'm going to go run a bubble bath for you to have before lunch," he said softly, excusing himself for a few moments so that Harry would hopefully let go and have a bowel movement. He didn't want his baby in pain, and he didn't feel the need to watch Harry poop in front of him. He also knew that Harry would immediately want to be changed, and a bath would help him feel better.
Harry nodded frantically towards his Daddy, thankful for a minute alone. He was terrified of how this would play out. He cherished the minute of privacy to give an experimental push towards his bottom. The result was almost instantaneous. In an immediate flood of mush, his diaper was filled with lumps and wet stickiness of the mess he had been holding in. The noises were vile, and the smell that hit him made him want to vomit.
Without prompt or thought, he urinated at the same time, causing a soggy soup of a mess in his diaper. The wail of unhappiness was instantaneous.
Daddy came rushing to his baby. The smell hit him like a punch the face. His baby's face was red, likely both from pushing and from his discontent. He reached up towards his Daddy for comfort, and Severus sighed happily, this was a sign of trust and love.
He took them quickly to Harry's nursery and set him on the changing table. The mess in his diaper spread more over Harry's bottom and penis. Feeling more disgusted, Harry let out a screech, gagging at his own stench and feeling.
Daddy set a spell so that Harry was protected from the smell of his diaper. He quickly got to work, untaping the diaper to see the damage. Eesh. The load was large. He steeled himself and wiped away most of the mess with the diaper. He used a dozen wipes to clean his baby front and back. He wiped his bottom several times over, making sure all of the mess was removed.
"All better baby, see, it's ok. Daddy takes care of his baby," he snuggled into his baby's hair. "Lets get you in a bath with some bubbles!"
Harry, unexpectedly cried, "I is a dirty boy for poopies Daddy?"
Severus froze, stunned at this line of thinking. "Of course not bug. Daddy just thought it would feel nice on baby's bottom to have warm water and a bubbly bath. We don't have to bug."
Harry clutched his daddy tighter. "Want bath Daddy"
They set off for the bathtub that was already full (well full enough for baby) and had different colored, magicked bubbles for a baby to enjoy.