At the restaurant

"What should we eat, Stewart?" Sevilin asked. Today was their anniversary, so they went to the restaurant to celebrate.

"Eat naga," Stewart replied, giving him a meaningful look.

Sevilin blushed. Stewart had asked him about this many times, but he had always refused him.

"I still can't?" Stewart said softly. "You're already 19; what else are you afraid of?"

Sevilin pursed his lips. "Be quiet. It's embarrassing. You weren't the one who was going to be a bottom, so you can talk."

"I promise to do it gently," Stewart pleaded. "It's our anniversary, please."

Sevilin was still hesitating. "So we'll have a baby soon. Severus has been complaining about wanting to hold a grandchild," Stewart said quickly.

Sevilin narrowed his eyes. "That's ridiculous. I didn't hear him say it at all."

"Alright, I want to swallow you whole," Stewart confessed. "How many years have we been together? The most you've ever given me is a kiss. The other couples have already reached full base."

"Alright," Sevilin replied in a voice so soft it was barely audible. "Let's go to your room."

smiled broadly. This was the day he had been waiting for.

Stewart's room

"I'm going to take a shower first," Stewart said.

"Okay," Sevilin replied.

Stewart walked into the shower. After a while, he opened the door and came out wearing only a towel. He hugged Sevilin from behind.

"Go put some clothes on first," Sevilin scolded. "How can you hug me when you are so wet?"

"Why do I need to wear them?" Stewart said. "I will have to take them off soon."

"You naughty," Sevilin said. "Oh! Don't be too near."

Something was rubbing Sevilin's back, and he knew exactly what it was.

Stewart pushed him onto the bed, his face sly, almost no trace of a good gentleman.

"Do you want me to take it off for you?" Stewart asked teasingly.

Sevilin blushed all the way to his ears. "Turn around; I'll take it off myself."

Stewart did as ordered. When he turned around again, he saw the young naga lying naked.

Stewart reached out and grabbed his lover's cock. Sevilin mourned. Even with a light touch, little Sevilin seemed to respond well.

"No, don't," Sevilin cried. Something inside was so tight that it wanted to be released.

"Don't be slow, right?" Stewart teased. He kept rocking that part.

"No, no," Sevilin moaned. "Oh, it's coming out."

"Lie down on your stomach," Stewart said gently. He turned his lover over.

"Let me put my finger in first," he said. He inserted his index finger into the tight hole.

"Ouch!" Sevilin cried.

"Does it hurt?" Stewart asked. He didn't want his lover to get hurt. Their first time must be the most impressive.

He slowly pulled his finger out and took out his wand and waved it to call for the lubricant. He had bought it long ago, waiting for this day to come. But he was so excited that he completely forgot.

"I will apply it," Stewart said gently. He applied the cream to Sevilin's hoe.

Stewart put his index finger into the same hole again. This time, Sevilin only moaned.

"Two fingers, my dear," Stewart said. Without waiting for permission, he inserted his middle finger.

"Ahh!" Sevilin moaned. This was just fingers. He never thought it would hurt this much.

"Do you want me to stop, my dear?" Stewart asked. He was ready to stop immediately if Sevilin was not ready.

"No," Sevilin said. He did not want Stewart to stop. He wanted to be one with the man he loved. "No, I can endure it."

Stewart's fingers continued to do their job, trying to widen the narrow hole a little.

"Please," Stewart whispered. He did not need to explain what he was asking for. Sevilin immediately understood.

"O-Okay," Sevilin replied. He was both scared and excited.

Stewart pulled his fingers out and inserted another part of him instead. Even though Sevilin had years to prepare himself, he never thought the first time would hurt this much.

"I am hurt," he cried as Stewart's cock entered his hole.

"It'll be over soon, my dear," Stewart consoled. He couldn't stop now. He really couldn't stop. Sevilin was so tempting.

"You are cruel," Sevilin cried. "I hurt so bad."

"Oh! Don't cry," Stewart consoled. "Relax, Villy. That's it, Stewart's good boy."

Sevilin's hole began to release some substance. It helped him relieve the pain a little.

"Rock yourself," Stewart said. "That's it, that's it. Great."

"I'm going to come now," Stewart warned. His desire surged to the edge, overwhelming him until he could no longer hold back. The white fluid flowed into Sevilin's channel.

"Ah!" Sevilin groaned. It wasn't just Stewart who was overwhelmed with desire; he was the same. Sevilin didn't mind the white fluid that entered his hole. Instead, it felt like a seed that would grow and flourish.

The two enjoyed themselves for a long time until finally Sevilin slowly pulled out his cock. He looked down at Sevilin, who was still lying on his stomach. He turned his lover over to lie on his back. Sevilin wasn't asleep yet, but he didn't dare look him in the eye.

"Does it hurt anywhere, my dear?" Stewarr asked. "Wait here. I'll go get you some potion."

"I won't let you go," Sevilin said in a trembling voice. He hugged Stewart tightly. "Don't leave me."

Stewart's heart was as soft as wax burned by fire. He hugged Sevilin back. "No, I won't go. Don't cry, my dear, my prince."

"Let me stay like this for a while," Sevilin said. He tightened his embrace even tighter, as if he was afraid that Stewart would leave him.

"As long as you want, Vivi," Stewart replied. He held Sevilin tightly, assuring him that he would be here no matter what.

Snape Manor

Komes slowly opened his eyes. He slithered into the water and transformed back into a human. He looked over at Severus, who was fast asleep.

"Severus," he shook him. "Wake up."

Severus' tail was waving in annoyance. He hissed before opening his eyes. Severus had transformed back into a human. He pushed himself up into a sitting position, rubbing his eyes.

"I am still sleepy," Severus grumbled. "Give me a second."

"No," Komes said firmly. "Get up. It's morning. I'll make you breakfast, dear Sevvy."

"Ugh!" That wasn't Severus' voice, but Sevilin, who happened to be walking home. "Dad Komes, please."

Severus stood up immediately and walked over to his son.

"How was it? How was your date with Stewart?" he asked. "What kind of gift did he give you?"

Sevilin blushed. "Nothing, just dinner."

"Then why did you just come back?" Severus asked. "And what happened to your neck?"

"Some insects bit me, Dad." Sevilin continued to evade.

Severus stared at his son. "Don't Lie To Me,Son." He emphasized each word. "Do you think I don't know? Komes likes to leave marks like this too. Did you make it with Stewart? I told you not to."

"Easy," Sevilin raised both hands to stop him. "Steward is very good, Dad. He is very gentle."

"Very gentle. And he left you to come home alone?" Severus said. "If he wants to leave you, I will…"

"Easy, Sevvy," Komes quickly stopped him. Severus's eyes started to turn red.

"Shut up," Severus turned to scold him. "If you don't want to help, don't say a word."

Komes immediately fell silent as if he was hypnotized. Severus turned to continue the question.

"Tell me why he didn't give you a ride."

"Stewart has urgent business," Sevilin replied. "An owl brought a letter. The Ministry has called him urgently."

Severus grunted. "What kind of work is so important? Did you see his letter?"

"He's working, Dad," Sevilin said softly. "I didn't want to disturb him."

"Yes," Komes said. "You're right. Work is more important. Of course.

"Is that so?" Severus said coldly. "Then take a break for a month. Take the time to work hard. I won't disturb you."

Komes looked upset. ""I wasn't finished. I wasn't saying work is more important—I mean, come on. When people love each other, they take care of each other, don't they?"

"Dad Komes, don't suddenly change sides," Sevilin cried. "I'm your son, your own son."

"Sorry, Vivi," Komes said. "But I have a motto that you can only have one husband. But if you take your effort, you can have as many children as you want."

"See?" Severus said triumphantly. "You have to be the one to control the ultimate power. You can only let him be a leader in certain matters."

"Like in bed, on the balcony, or in the bathroom," Komes added.

Severus blushed but didn't argue. "It's just as I said," Severus continued. "You have to control him. You have to train him."

"How?" Sevilin asked.

"Komes, get up," Severus ordered. Komes immediately did as he said.

"Take three steps forward," Severus said. "And three steps back."

Komes turned to look. "Didn't I come back to where I was, my love?"

Severus stared at him. Komes swallowed. "Ok."

Severus turned to look at his son. "See, you have to do it like me. We have to be the leader. Do you understand?"

Sevilin nodded. Was Severus talking about being lovers or training slaves? But Komes must be the happiest slave in the world.

"Did you use protection?" Komes asked.

Sevilin shook his head. "I don't have any disease. Stewart doesn't have it either. Why should I use protection?"

Komes smiled widely. "Someone will definitely get to hold their grandchild." He squinted at his lover.

"Where did you get that? Who wants to hold their grandchild?" Severus said.

"You are, Sevvy," Komes said. "Aren't you complaining that Vivy is all grown up now and doesn't have much time for you? It would be nice to have a little kid in the house."

"No, Dad Komes," Sevilin said. "I didn't take any pregnancy potions. How could I be pregnant?"

Komes made a face of scorn. "Who said you didn't take any? I put it in the teapot. Actually, I was going to give it to Sevvy. In the morning, he changed his mind and didn't want to drink tea. A hundred days, a thousand years—he's never strayed from his usual drink. Until last morning

"Komes/Dad Komes," both Severus and Sevilin said at the same time.

'Today, I'm definitely going to die. Someone please tell Father and Mother that I love them," Komes thought before looking at his husband and son before swallowing.