Charlie looked at Harry with a stunned expression on his face. Snape? Of all the people Harry was going to be with he seemed the least likely. Charlie knew about their history and had seen the animosity with his own two eyes more then once. The fact that the two of them were dating was a complete shock. The idea that his boy, his pet would be with someone else hadn't thrilled him in the beginning, but he had tried to get over it. Knowing that it was Snape that was playing with Harry… he wasn't altogether sure how he felt on that matter. He knew that Severus was in the scene. He had seen him a few times in some of the naughtier kink stores in and around London over the years. The shopkeepers knew next to nothing about him, and when he asked around in the clubs no one had seen the man before. Charlie had always assumed that Snape was a bottom. A closeted bottom, but a bottom nonetheless.

It was Arthur who recovered first from the unanticipated answer they had all received. Looking over at his adopted son, he cleared his throat and smiled weakly. "Is that right Harry? Severus is your…er…young man?"

Harry was hard pressed not to laugh at the way the question was worded, not to mention the look on his almost-fathers face. "Yes. We have been seeing each other for a few months now. I know it comes as a surprise but-."

"Surprise? I say this is a touch more then a surprise young man. You led us to believe that we had never met your beau before. You let us assume that he was late when poor Severus was sitting here the entire time. Probably waiting on you to let us all know he was your someone special. I have to say I am appalled at your behavior. I didn't raise you to treat your significant other in this manner and you know it! No son of mine is going to behave in such a way. At least not when I am around! You will apologies to him this instant!" Molly finished in one breath, her voice getting higher as she ended her tirade. Looking pointedly at Severus she raised an eyebrow at Harry, as though to say get on with it.

Looking over at his Master Harry could see that the other man was trying not to laugh. The very idea that he had to apologies to Severus for something that had been the older mans idea in the first place…

"I am sorry Severus that I disrespected you in such a way. I hope that you will forgive me for not telling everyone sooner."

Severus smirked at Harry before turning to Molly and nodding. "Thank you Madam for standing up for me in such a way. As much as I appreciate your coming to my defense on this matter I feel that it is my duty to let you know that this was my idea. Harry wanted to let everyone know before we sat down to eat. I felt it might put a few of you off your meals so I made the decision for us to wait."

Molly looked back and forth between Harry and Severus. Her soft brown eyes unusually sharp as she tried to assess their relationship. Apparently unable to do just that she turned towards her youngest son and launched into him.

"And you! You knew the entire time and chose not to tell your mother? I can't believe you…"

~*~

Harry stood outside the small nondescript storefront, his bottom lip worrying between his teeth as he tried to force himself to go inside. It had taken him a month to get up the nerve to go to the store; now that he was there it was even harder to go inside.
With a deep breath he took the steps to the door and put his hand on the knob. Just as he was about to turn it the door opened from the inside.

"Harry?"

A blush, hot and pink, stained his features and he looked up into the eyes of his former Master and friend. "Hi Charlie."

"Fancy meeting you here love. Are you out for a bit of shopping or just lost?"

Harry licked his lips nervously and gave a weak smile.. "Shopping. Or… er…well…I guess I am attempting to shop. I haven't really gotten up the nerve to go inside just yet."

Charlie reached out and grabbed Harry's hand. "Come on pet. I'll help you be brave."

"You really don't have to do that. I mean, I was just heading inside. I know you are already done with this store. Please don't stick around on my account." Harry said softly as he was pulled across the thresh hold.

"Nonsense. What are friends for Potter? Besides, it's my job to help you out."

Charlie held the green eyed mans hand loosely as he pulled him past the check out counter where a thin messy haired man sat looking through a muggle comic book. Harry looked into the glass cases that doubled as the counter as they walked past. It was filled with all sorts of goodies. Thick metal cock rings with long silver urethral inserts lay next to what could only be described as long metal prosthetic fingernails. Colorful glass dildos lay on the same shelf as weighted nipple clamps. Harry was enthralled. He wanted to stop and look at everything in the case. He wanted to run his fingers over the smooth metal and the bumpy colored glass. The textures of the new objects called to his tactile side. It was hard to move away so that he could see other parts of the store.

Charlie watched Harry's face and regretted, for what felt like the millionth time, ending things with the younger man. He looked like a kid in a candy store as he looked at the things being displayed in the glass case. His fingers itched with the desire to touch Harry's neck and let him know how beautiful he looked at the moment. Taking a step forward he lifted his hand and grabbed Harry's.

"Come on love. Lets look around. What is it that you wanted again?"

"Nothing in particular. I wanted to get a gift for Severus." Harry's voice got soft and low as he said his lover's name, a part of him wanting to spare Charlie's feelings. "A surprise. He likes leather."

Charlie smiled and pulled Harry towards the back of the store. "I have an idea. Come with me."

~*~

Two hours, three leather items, one bit gag, a set of nipple rings and three Tom of Finland books later Harry and Charlie emerged from Pandora's Box with grins on their faces. The thin man behind the counter had asked Harry if he would like to do a fashion show for his Master, which made them both smile before he declined. With a wave of his wand Charlie shrank the bright purple bags they were carrying so that they would fit in their pockets. Turning towards his former boy he raised his eyebrow. "Lunch?"

With a twinkle in his eye Harry nodded in agreement.

~*~

Severus was pissed off. He had made plans with Harry for the evening, which he was now late for thanks to a few sixth year Hufflepuffs and an exploding cauldron. The younger man had invited him for a couples night at the Weasley-Granger flat. They were supposed to meet up at Harry's around five before joining the other couple for muggle takeout and something called Scrabble. Looking at the clock that took up permanent residence on his mantle he noted that it was already half past five and he still wasn't changed for the evening. Knowing that he was going to be late no matter what he did he paused for a moment to write a letter, before sending it off with Heathcliff. Taking a handful of powder from a box next to his clock he tossed it into the fire before shouting out his pets address.

~*~

Harry was nervous.

He had spent the afternoon preparing himself for Severus. First there was the charm to clean him thoroughly on the inside, followed by a long slow soak in a bath infused with oils that his Master had made specifically for him. Next he had taken the body butters that had come at the same time as the oils and worked them into his skin. Making sure not to leave one spot free of the buttery substance that made his skin smell divine. With a well placed charm he removed his pubic and underarm hair before removing the bar bells he usually wore in his nipples and replacing them with thick silver hoops that he had been urged to purchase the day before.

After making sure that his body was smooth and clean he took out the leather garments that he purchased and laid them on his bed. The clerk had helped him pick out and try on several different outfits that he thought might please Severus. Unable to decided between his favorites he had purchased them all. While it was a good thing because he would have outfits for the future he was still in a mental bind when it came to what he should wear for the night. He stood naked in front of his bed for over half an hour before he came to a decision. He was dressed and in position in his living room at quarter to five. His heart pounding in his chest while he looked at the floor and waited for his Master to arrive.

~*~

The first thing that Severus noticed when he landed in the living room of 7 Church Rd. was that it was silent. One thing he had come to expect in the few months he had been seeing Harry was noise. There was always a small amount of noise in the house, be it from a radio playing softly from the kitchen or from Harry moving about humming to himself. When he stepped out of the fireplace the silence was the first thing that caught his attention, followed quickly buy his boy kneeling on the floor in front of him.

The light from the fire played across Harry's naked arms and torso. His head was bowed, his brilliantly green eyes focused on the floor in front of him. Severus was positive that his pet had heard him arrive, but the boy hadn't looked up. So that is how it's going to be tonight he thought to himself. Moving silently he began to make a slow circle around his pet, taking in the sight before him.

A pair of black leather pants hugged the young mans hips and ass, stopping just below his ass cheeks. The leather was dull and greasy looking and fit him like a second skin. From what he could see, there was a zipper that ran along the crack of Harry's ass. On either side of his face there was a large silver ring, both were connected to a thick rubber bit that sat snuggly between his straight white teeth. The bit was attached to his face by two leather straps that connected to the metal rings and buckled at the back of his head. His hands were clasped behind his back and his rear end rested on the heals of his feet. The overall look was fetching and it took the Potion Masters breath away.

"I take it, Mr. Potter, that there was never a couples night in the works for tonight. Am I correct." He asked with a sneer.

Harry nodded silently.

"I must say, you look quite lovely. You will have to tell me later where you got this fetching outfit."

Severus stopped behind Harry after circling him twice. His pet look beyond appealing, the leather molded to his skin with perfection. The fact that his boy had sought out this little ensemble just for him filled him with a feeling he hadn't experienced in a very long time. He instinctively knew that Harry hadn't already owned the things he was wearing. The leather and the bit…they were for his pleasure alone. No one had seen him on his knees in this particular way before. The desire to reach down and touch the boy's body started to build in his lower belly. It was a desire he let build. He wanted to worship his pet, make him understand just how beautiful he looked, to make him understand that his efforts were perfect and much appreciated.

With one long white finger he caressed the golden skin of Harry's back. Starting at the exact spot where his neck met his shoulders, Severus moved his finger over the lean muscles that made up his pets thin yet strong back. When his finger reached the leather pants he ran it along the barley discernable waistband.

"Stand up and turn around."

Harry moved with a quickness he learned on the battlefield. In less then three seconds he was up on his feet facing his Master. His shining green eyes cast toward the floor.

Severus took in the site of his beautiful boy dressed to the nines in practically nothing. While the view of his pet dressed this way in a sitting position had been fetching, the sight of him standing was nothing short of amazing. His face was outlines perfectly by the leather straps and silver rings. The sight of his mouth forced open around the horses bit made the older mans cock stir. The red lips shinned with a bit of saliva while the dull black of the hard rubber took on a shine that made it look as though it was lit from within.
His thin yet defined chest was fully exposed and Severus was more then appreciative of that. He loved that his boy had pierced his nipples knowing it would please him. The usual barbells were gone, replaced by glinting silver rings that looked like smaller versions of the ones that dug into Potters face. His belly, flat and well defined, was bare.
The pants rode low on his hips, landing just above his pubic area. Unable to help himself Snape ran his hand along the smooth skin that was exposed to him. The tips of his fingers following the waistband again, as if they were following a map. Slowly he brought his hand down to the front of the pants. He let his fingers work over the zipper there. It matched the zipper that was strategically placed over his boy's entrance. He could feel Harry's cock through the thin molded leather. Hard and thick it was standing at attention for its Master. Severus imagined that it was oozing pre-cum, the head swollen and weeping for his attentions.

"On one hand I feel that I should reward you for this pleasant surprise, but on the other I know that you should be punished for lying to me…" He said quietly. Harry knew, from his years as the man's student, that when his rich voice grew soft it was time to be worried. The adrenaline that raced through his veins had nothing to do with fear. The idea that he might be punished excited him just as much as the prospect of being rewarded.

Snape saw the lust that colored the younger mans eyes. He knew that Harry was turned on more then ever at the idea of not knowing what he was in for. Without warning he turned and started toward Harry's bedroom. "Follow me."

Harry dropped to his knees and moved quickly. He wanted to please his Master and he knew that falling behind was the quickest way to do the opposite of what he was trying to achieve.

~*~

Charlie sat facing the fire in his cabin, his head thrown back against the chair he was using. In his lap a blonde head bobbed. His strong thick-fingered hand held the head against his groin, choking his toy for the evening.

"You like that don't you, you little whore? You like choking on my fat cock."

The man moaned and attempted to nod. With a hiss Charlie pulled the head away from his body. "Bend over the table."

Moving quickly the blonde jumped up and practically ran to the table in question. "Spread yourself. Wider! I want to see you winking for me. That's it."

Coming up behind the other man Charlie whispered a quick spell. His fingers became slick in an instant. Stroking himself quickly he lined his cock up with the pink hole that was opening and closing before his eyes. The site made his balls ache and without another seconds hesitation he slammed himself home. The pain and lust filled moan from the other man only served as an aphrodisiac and made him fuck that much harder.

~*~

The floor was hard, but he liked it. It reminded him of where he was and why he was doing what he was doing. The room was shadowed, only a few candles had been lit in the corners and on the bedposts. A shiver raced through him. The room was warm, but the excitement that raced through his veins was cold. It made him nervous and aroused all at once. He still had no idea what was going to be done with him. He knew that he had been kneeling on the floor for over half an hour because of the muggle clock on the wall. His Master moved about the room. First lighting the candles and muttering a spell to keep them both comfortably warm. Then to remove his clothing, in the last few weeks Harry had taken it upon himself to clear a small section of his closet for the other mans use. It pleased the older man to not have to leave his clothing over the back of chairs and it pleased Harry because it meant his Master was happy.

He heard the soft slap of skin on wood as his Master walked towards him and automatically knew it was purposeful. He had never met anyone that walked as silently as Severus Snape. The fact that he could hear him now meant that he was supposed to. It served a purpose. It let him know without being verbally informed that they were ready to play. Even though he knew his Master was coming it still startled him when his mans long fingered hand grasped his hair and pulled his head back.

"You lied to me Pet. You told me that we were going to be out with your friends tonight."

Harry tried to swallow, his lips curling around the bit in his attempt. The action was noticed and his Master smiled cruelly at him.

"I should punish you for your actions. You know that. However, I feel that my using you like the little fucking whore you presented yourself as tonight if a perfect balance between your reward and punishment. Turn around."

Harry moved quickly, but stayed on his knees.

"Do you see that Pet?"

Green eyes connected with the black swing that hung from the ceiling and grew wide.

"Do you know what that is for?"

Harry shook his head once. He had an idea but without the ability to speak he was forced to say no.

"I bet you have an idea in that pretty little head of yours. You have an inclination as to what it might be used for. I can see it in your eyes. You know what slave? You are right."

Harry moaned around his bit. He had whispered his desires to be filled completely only once. In the early morning hours after a long session of harsh lovemaking, he had whispered it into the quickly fading night. Severus hadn't said anything, just pulled him closer and kissed his forehead. Now, a month later, here he was. Looking his most secret desire in the face.

"As much as I hate to loose the site of you in those gorgeous leather pants, you need to take them off. The zipper doesn't provide the amount of room I require."

With a nod he slipped his fingers under the waistband and moved them down quickly. His erection, just as red and weeping as Severus had suspected, sprang free. It bobbed up and down enticingly as Harry bent to pick up his discarded leather under shorts.

"Put them on the chair and come over here."

Complying quickly, he mad his way over to the swing. He could see a jar of what looked like slime sitting on a low stool next to the other mans wand.

~*~

Severus looked at his boy, spread open and hanging oh so sweetly in the swing. His mouth still wrapped around the horse bit. He was perfection.

"You look beautiful like this." He said as he moved forward. His cock, thick and erect, leading the way to it's favorite place. With one finger he collected some of the slime from the jar to his left. Without taking his eyes off of the pink star that was his destination he greased himself thoroughly.

"Open for me Pet." It was the only warning Harry was given before he was impaled.

The tight glove that was Harry's ass felt delicious. The silky heat that surrounded him was exquisite and torturous all at once. His body wanted to ride the ass that was offered to him hard until he came. His mind knew that wasn't going to be possible just yet. His cock was only the beginning. He had to prepare his pet for what was to come and the only way he could do that was to fuck him for a moment.

Harry was in heaven. He loved being taken without the aid of finger preparation. He liked to know he was being taken by force. The sensations that radiated from his asshole stopped suddenly and he realized he was empty. A whimper escaped his lips as he looked imploringly at his Master.

"Liked that did you? I can understand. Your sweet ass is so tight, it makes my cock ache to just think of sliding inside you. Tonight, my beautiful boy, we are not going to be playing in that way."

Harry's eyes lit up. He knew what was coming next and was hard pressed to stop his body from trembling when Severus took out the leather cock ring and fixed it to his groin, where his cock and balls met.

"I don't want you to cum to early Pet." Severus said with a wicked glint in his eye before he slid his left hand into the jar of slime.

Blood rushed in Harry's ears as his Master inserted his fingers into his gaping hole. First two, then a third quickly followed. Severus finger fucked his pet's ass for a few moments before adding a fourth finger to the mix. Harry felt his rectum stretching and silently thanked every god he could think of that he was wearing a cock ring. The sensation of four fingers inside of him was quickly replaced by the reality of five fingers pushing through his sphincter muscle. His already throbbing erection grew thicker as he was fucked by all five of Severus long fingers. As his body relaxed around the intrusion he started to lift his hips. Meeting the thrusting fingers as they entered him. It was because of this hip lifting that he felt his first real pain of the night. The movement had caused the swing to rock back and forth, and the momentum coupled with Severus's urgently moving fingers caused him to slip in past his knuckles. Harry saw stars. His body was begging to cum, to explode. He wanted to fuck up against the painfully erotic intruder. He wanted to take his Masters entire fist. The desire to take it all had his hips moving faster in a desperate attempt to be filled.

Severus was in awe of Harry. He knew that his boy had the desire to be fisted. He had heard it with his own two ears. It had never occurred to him that he would be able to take so much so quickly. The need to push him farther over took him. Slowly he pushed his hand in deeper. The hot ring of muscle gave way slowly to his intruding hand. He knew he needed more lubrication if he was going to take it any further, so he bent and picked up the jar. With his one free hand he poured the thick goo over the bottom half on his hand and up onto his wrist. As he set the jar down he looked at his pet. The green eyes that he had grown to love shinned up at him. The look on Harry's face was priceless. It was like he had been given all of his birthdays and Christmas's all at once. In that moment, as his hand moved farther into the recesses of his young mans ass, he was overwhelmed with a deep sense of love. He had known for weeks that he loved the man that was slowly riding his hand but in that moment he was drowning in it.

"Are you ready for more." His dark chocolate voice asked slowly.

With a nod from Harry, he began to pull out then quickly slide back in. Fucking the boy with more and more of his hand until he was wrist deep. His black eyes glinted and he bent to take his slaves weeping cock into his mouth.

~*~

The light shinning through Harry's rather thin bedroom curtains caused him to stir. His attempt to turn away from the invading light was thwarted by a pair of arms holding him in place and sweet dull ache in the lower half of his body. A smile graced his lips as memories from the night before flooded his mind. What was supposed to be a night all about pleasuring his Master had become a night about him. A night filled with the physical and mental pleasure of a realized desire.

Snuggling closer his kissed Severus's chest. His lips lingered on the slowly pulsing wode that was tattooed with magic to his Masters skin. He loved to lick and kiss the moving blue lines. It was almost a game between him and the tattoo. Every time he attempted to plant a small kiss or a tiny lick on the tattooed skin, it would move. Causing him to giggle as he chased after it with his mouth.

Severus lay there silently, letting Harry play tag with his body. It made him happy to wake up with the other man in his arms, more so if it involved the younger man acting silly and enjoying himself.

"Good morning Harry." He said, his voice raspy and thick with the remnants of sleep he had yet to shake off.

"Good morning Sev. Did I wake you?" Harry asked, his eyes following the migration patterns of the wode.

"No. I was woken up by an Imp that for some reason feels an overwhelming desire to harass my markings. If you see him please tell him I would like a word."

Harry giggled and kissed Severus's chest. "You're adorable when you are snarky. Did you know that? I think it's one of the reasons I love you so much."

As the words left his mouth Harry froze. He had barely begun to admit to himself that he loved the man. To blurt it out like he just had was a disaster in the making. He had no idea how the other man would take his decoration. Harry knew that Severus liked him just fine, but what if he didn't share in his feelings. The fear pooled in his belly as he thought of a way to take back what he had just said.

Severus sat for a moment and absorbed what he had just heard. He knew that the man in his arms was having a mental break down over what he had just said and the need to comfort him rose to the surface. With a sigh he pulled his boy closer to him, so that he was lying on his chest.

"I am not snarky. I am eloquent." He said with a smirk. "As I am being forced to wake up, I will need tea. You know how I like it."

The soft command sliced through the tension that was still radiating from Harry. Rolling away and off of the bed, the younger man stood. Raising his arms above his head he stretched, a loud moan leaving him as his muscles tensed and released.

"Would you like milk and honey in it this morning Sir?" He asked as he headed toward the door. The muscles in his ass and legs moving deliciously as made his way across the room.

"Yes. You may have them as well. Use the Earl Grey, I loath your English Breakfast."

Harry nodded, "Yes Sir."

"Oh and Harry?"

The young man stopped at the door, his body trying to give off an air of courage. Severus knew better. He could see Harry's feet. One rested on the top the other as his hand gripped the doorframe, a classic textbook sign of insecurity. "I love you too."

Harry turned around slowly. When his eyes met Severus's across the room he smiled and ran to the bed. Leaning in quickly he kissed the older man softly on the lips, then turned and walked from the room. He had tea to make.

~*~

Charlie was sipping his second cup of strong black tea when Heathcliff landed beside him in his mother's kitchen.

"Who's owl is that dear?" Molly asked as she folded a pile of laundry.
"He belongs to Severus. I wonder why he's writing me." Charlie reached forward and took the letter from the owl, who looked at him with loathing and hunkered down on the back on the chair he had landed on.

Charlie ~

As we both know, Harry and I are in a rather…special relationship. One that it seems the two of you also shared. I would like to discuss a few things with you that you might find interesting. If you are interested in what I have to say meet me at the Three Broomsticks tomorrow afternoon for lunch. Send your reply with Heathcliff, he knows where I am.
Hoping you are well.
~Severus Snape.

Charlie smiled to himself. He had a relatively good idea as to what they would be discussing. "Mum, do you have a quill?"

~*~

Harry was laying in the middle of the floor reading when he heard Severus open a window. Turning he saw Heathcliff fly inside.

"Is everything alright?" He asked, a slight look of concern on his face.

"Nothing to worry over love. A colleague of mine has accepted a lunch invitation I sent him yesterday before leaving to meet you. I need to meet up with him in about an hour. Do you mind?"

"Not at all. Go have lunch, but remember, we are supposed to meet Ron and Hermione for couples night tonight." He replied with a cheeky grin.

Severus raised an eyebrow as he squatted down beside his pet. "I was under the impression that you made that up so that you could surprise me."

Harry blushed and kissed the palm of Snape's hand. "Nope. I just moved it up a day. That's all. You can come tonight can't you?" He asked, his eyes pleading.

"Yes. I'll meet you here. What time?"

"Quarter to five. They are expecting us at five. We are going for curry before we play Scrabble."

"About that, what is this Scrabble you speak of?" Severus asked in a slightly haughty tone.

"It's a muggle board game, the object is to get points from spelling words. I know it sounds boring but it's actually quite fun. You'll enjoy it I promise. Now get going, I would hate for you to be late for lunch."

"Alright. I'll see you at four forty five. Have a good afternoon." Severus leaned in and captured his lover's mouth in a slow easy kiss. "I love you."

Harry beamed at him. "I love you too."

Severus kissed Harry one last time before he stood and walked to the fireplace. Taking a handful of floo powder his tossed it into the flames.

"Slytherin Head of House Apartment." He said in his deep voice. A moment later, he was gone.