Silver and Gold 27/? DH Spoilers
SPOILERS FOR DH


Title: Silver and Gold 27/?
Author: Eriador117
Rating: NC-17, Snape/Harry
Spoilers up to and including Deathly Hallows
Summary: Things are never quite what they seem. Epilogue, what epilogue? ;)
Disclaimer: JK Rowling owns the Potterverse, I'm just playing in it.
Beta'd by Rakina, many thanks :)
Warnings: AU, Angst, Mpreg. There are some other things I am not warning for as it will give away the plot and I myself don't exactly know where the story is going yet. I think it might also be D/s later.



Earlier Parts

Part Twenty Seven

"Harry!" squealed Hermione as Harry lifted up a slice of toast with his left hand. "Is that a...?"

"Betrothal ring, yes," said Harry, proudly showing it off to her. It was the first day back after the Christmas holidays and Harry was dying to share his news. Severus had proposed to him on New Year's Eve in the Weasleys' orchard. If Harry closed his eyes he could still remember the trees bedecked with flickering faeries and lanterns as he and Severus walked through the snow holding hands.

Hermione took Harry's hand in hers so she could examine the ring more closely. The silver band was etched with Celtic Runes but since Harry didn't study that discipline he wasn't sure what they meant.

"Love, honour and cherish," said Hermione, translating them as she read. "Oh, Harry! That's so romantic!"

Harry grinned, agreeing totally. Sometimes he felt as if he was floating on a cloud, he was so happy these days.

"And did he get you a new Charm for your bracelet?"

Harry nodded and showed her the miniature silver feather. "For Hedwig," Harry said softly. "We're getting bonded over the Easter break."

"So soon?" asked Hermione.

Harry shrugged. It didn't feel soon to him. They loved each other and now that everyone knew about their relationship anyway they had no reason to wait.

"You should have seen it," said Neville. "Professor Snape got down on one knee and everything!"

"How did you know that?" asked Harry. He had assumed he and Severus had been alone in the orchard.

"You weren't the only two looking for some privacy that night," Neville smiled and winked at him.

"Too much information," said Ron, stirring his porridge but not attempting to eat any of it.

Harry stared at Ron, wondering if he was ever going to be able to accept the type of relationship he and Neville were in. "Anyway, what about you? How was Australia?"

"It was lovely, Harry. A bit strange to have Christmas in the summer though. Mum and Dad love it out there. They're going to apply for citizenship as Australia is looking for dentists at the moment."

"Won't you miss them?" Harry couldn't imagine that if he still had his parents he'd want them to live so far away from him.

"A bit, but with the restrictions lifted on international Apparition now, I can visit them quite often. Your dad's doing really great things at the Ministry, isn't he, Ron?"

Ron looked up from his porridge bowl; it seemed as if he had been contemplating drowning himself in the dish. "What? I wasn't listening."

"So I see. Are you okay, Ron? You've hardly touched your breakfast."

"I'm fine, Hermione! I'll see you later." Ron hoisted his schoolbag over his shoulder and left without eating anything more.

"What's up with him?" asked Hermione.

Both Neville and Harry looked at each other. "I think you'd better ask him yourself, Hermione," Harry said. It wasn't his secret to tell. He knew how hurtful it could be for someone else to share your secrets before you were quite ready for the world to know.

"Don't worry, I will!"

***

Classes that day seemed to drag on interminably. Harry wanted the day to end so badly that he was barely concentrating in any of his lessons. At eight o'clock he had an appointment with his Master for his punishment; he had kissed Severus without permission. Sitting in Charms, looking at but not reading the same page for the past ten minutes, Harry felt a shiver of desire up and down his spine as he wondered what form that punishment might take.

Harry trusted Severus; otherwise he would never have signed the contract. He didn't think Severus would really hurt him and if things got too much he could always use his word. Harry was quite keen to see how far his own limits could take him. Strangely, it felt liberating to hand over control to someone else. Maybe it was because this was something Harry chose to do. Having his life controlled first by the Dursleys and then by the wider wizarding world; he felt he'd had no choice but to train for and eventually defeat Voldemort. It was expected of him and Harry had a terrible self-consciousness about disappointing people.

By the time dinner rolled around, Harry was so filled with nervous anticipation that food was the last thing he wanted. Feeling his Master's gaze upon him though, had Harry attacking his steak and kidney pie as though it had done him some great wrong. It was in their amended contract that Harry wasn't to skip meals. After so many years of never knowing where his next meal was coming from it was great that someone cared about him enough to make sure that he ate and that he had enough to eat.

Falling in love with Severus was the best thing he'd ever done.

***

Severus waited anxiously for Harry to arrive. He'd decided not to be too tough on Harry tonight; Harry was still being trained and Severus didn't want to scare him off the submission before they'd even started. There were plenty of things he'd like to do, but patience was a quality Severus admired and he told himself that it would be rewarded if he took things easy now.

At five to eight, Harry knocked on the living room door. Severus waved his wand to open it and admit Harry.

Harry was still wearing his school uniform and his robes. As soon as he entered the room, Harry walked over to Severus and sank to his knees, his head lowered. Severus could see a pale patch of neck peeping out from the edge of Harry's shirt collar as he stared down at his pet.

"Very good, pet. In our rooms, I expect you to greet me like that all the time. You may speak."

"Thank you, sir," said Harry. "Master, I would like to apologise for my presumption the other night."

"Apology accepted," said Severus. "But an apology doesn't get you out of your punishment."

"I know, Master. I accept whatever punishment you wish to give me."

"Very well. Stand up and strip, you may set your clothes on the floor for now. You won't be needing them tonight."

Harry struggled to his feet and, blushing madly the whole time, began to rid himself of every garment, from robes to underwear, from shirt to shoes. Once he was fully naked, Severus realised he was fully aroused as well, his cock standing almost vertical from its wiry nest of dark curls.

Severus sat down on an armchair and indicated the floor by his feet. The fire was blazing in the hearth and light from the lanterns danced along the walls. Harry sank down as gracefully as a dancer and bowed his head.

"For your punishment, Harry. You will suck me until I come, but tonight you will not come. Once you leave here, you are not to bring yourself to a climax either, is that understood? Your body belongs to me now and I will decide when you come, if at all. If you please me; then we will see about letting you come next time. Do you understand and accept your punishment?"

"Yes, sir," said Harry, breathing heavily. Severus knew this would be a difficult punishment for Harry to accept at first. The boy was so responsive that Severus would be very surprised if he lasted while sucking Severus off. If he came without permission, then Severus would just have to think of another punishment, wouldn't he? Severus grinned and unbuttoned his trousers, sighing with relief. He'd been hard as soon as Harry had knelt on the floor.

Harry looked at Severus' cock and then Severus' face. "Permission to speak, Master?"

"Granted. What is it, pet?"

"It's just - what do I do?" Harry asked plaintively.

Of course! Severus should have realised Harry wouldn't know as Harry had never been with any man before. "What did you enjoy when it was done to you?"

Ah, there it was again, Harry'd delightful pink blush. "Um, no one's done it to me either."

"No?" Oh, the thought of how innocent Harry was in the pleasures of the flesh had Severus' head reeling and his cock throbbing with want. He was the one who would get to instruct Harry in all the ways of love and what wonderful lessons they would be! Time for some hands-on learning.

"Just lick and suck, but mind the teeth. I don't expect you to deep throat me yet, you may use your hands on the rest of the shaft if you like. And remember, pet, you are not to touch yourself or come."

"Yes, Master. Thank you, Master," said Harry as he bent his head and sucked the head of Severus' cock into his mouth. Feeling all that wet heat around him had Severus groaning out loud and tangling his fingers in Harry's hair. Harry may have been untutored and inexperienced, but he more than made up for it in enthusiasm, moaning around the cock in his mouth and sucking as if his life depended on it.

"Harder. Suck harder," Severus commanded. "I'm not going to break."

Harry placed one hand on Severus' lower shaft and hollowed his cheeks as he did as he was ordered. Not even half of Severus' cock was inside Harry's mouth, but watching those raspberry pink lips stretch around him was one of the most erotic sights Severus had ever seen. Harry's cock was dripping copious amounts of precome onto the stone floor and his hips were thrusting against empty air as he fought his arousal.

Severus felt his balls tighten and knew he wasn't far off. He gripped Harry's hair and began pumping in and out of his mouth furiously as he struggled for the peak. "Harrrrry!!" he shrieked as his cock jerked and spilled his seed inside Harry's waiting mouth. There was too much of it for Harry to contain it all. Suddenly, Harry's hands gripped Severus' thighs and he shuddered as his cock pulsed and he came all over Severus' trousers and shoes, without his cock ever being touched.

Severus' softening cock slipped out of Harry's mouth and Harry looked nervously up at him. "I'm sorry, sir! I couldn't help it!"

Severus had come so much that quite a bit of it was dribbling down Harry's chin and onto his chest. His eyes were hazy with spent lust and his whole body flushed with desire. The boy looked positively debauched; a look Severus was only too willing to get used to on him.

"You came without permission," said Severus sternly. "You also soiled my clothes. Lick me clean and then return to your dormitory. You will learn control, Harry. I insist on it."

"Yes, Master," said Harry and it sounded as though he was struggling to hold back tears. They weren't shed though and Severus wondered if Harry would use his word. He didn't, Harry knelt down and began licking Severus' trousers and boots clean of his shed seed.

It took all of Severus' control not to reach out and caress his pet's hair.

TBC