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Preventative Measures	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 151582 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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Chapter 18

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Looking over the list of charms that could be applied to Elliot, Harry was leaning back against the bars around the bed, the ones he and Sirius had put on it that made it like a crib. He didn't know what it was about them, but something about the small, confined space made him feel safe. Maybe it was that it was small and he could get out of it at any time, he didn't know, but he liked it. While looking over the charms, he was talking with Lucius through the mirror. He hadn't been sure about this whole 'crib' thing and still being in his 'jammies', as Sirius called them, while talking with Lucius, but he found he didn't mind. It was his assumption that it had to do with the fact he was more comfortable with all of it, that Lucius bought the stuff and had seen him like this before already. So, he was going with it.
Snickering as he looked over the list, he said, “Sirius wants to see him big even though it might involve his attempted consumption.”
Giving an amused snort, Lucius shook his head. “He would. He likes to live on the edge,” he said, looking through a couple of charms books to see if they could find a way to modify the enlarging spell so Harry could do with it the same as he did with shrinking Elliot. He thought it would be easy enough, it was just finding the right modification was all. Actually, he was pleased with how the conversation was going. Harry seemed relaxed with him, despite what had happened over the last several days and in court that morning. It was his assumption there were still issues that needed handled, of course, but Harry was willing to work with it. That was a damned good sign.
Shifting around and crossing his legs, Harry said, “Everyone is curious where you got Elliot anyway. They all say they've never seen one that acts this realistically.”
Lowering the book he was looking at, Lucius gazed at the dragon that was crawling around on the bed by Harry then said, shaking his head, “I picked him up in a standard store I was in for something else. He's nothing more than a basic children's toy with charms on him to mimic some behaviors then modify what he does with the person who owns him and what they want him for. It's nothing more than that.” Quietly, he then added, “I think, actually, the reason he acts so realistically has to do with you, Harry.”
Looking at the mirror, brow furrowed, Harry asked, confused, “How so? I've not done anything to him other than the charms that you sent over the other day.”
“It's your magic, I think,” Lucius explained. “You need to remember that he's a toy meant for children. So, the charms on him are meant for magical beings whose core isn't fully developed yet. You're powerful, Harry. Very much so. I think your magic intermingles with the charms on him and produces the effect you see. What's there are standard behaviors for such toys, it's just exaggerated in this case and more realistic than it would be for a child because it's feeding off your magic in some way.”
Looking down at Elliot, he reached out and flipped the dragon over on his back then scratched his tummy, grinning as the creature roared softly with his wings quivering, acting as though he enjoyed it. “Yeah, that makes sense I think. He's good with me either way. I like how he is. It's like Professor Snape said; he's like a pet you don't have to feed.” Chuckling, he added, “He just doesn't like anyone else is all.” Stopping the scratching, he watched Elliot crawl up his chest and curl up under his chin, blowing smoke rings.
“He'll eventually stop such behavior with those you're around all the time. What causes that is a standard charm on him. As I'm sure you know, children tend to take each other's toys, either by design or not meaning to. Some toys have a charm on them that lets you know they don't belong to the person who has them. Elliot's behavior with others is that charm. Once he assimilates to their magic and is around them for a while, it'll stop when the charm realizes they aren't a 'danger' in that area.” Lucius explained, smiling slightly at what the dragon did.
Taking that in, Harry nodded slowly, understanding, “Alright, good. It's funny, it really is, but the other way might be better.” Stopping, he grinned then said, looking at the mirror, “Remus and Sirius are talking about seeing if they can create a toy like this that acts the same way then sell the design to Fred and George. They said they'd make a bloody fortune off of it.”
Snorting at that, amused, Lucius nodded, “They would, yes. If they could recreate the behavior. That would be the hard part. Though, when it comes to those two, they may be able to do so. If they could manage to rope Severus into helping, I bet they could manage.” Thinking it over, he said, tone distracted, “Let me say something to Severus. It may make a good charms assignment for you to work with for schooling. That way all of you could put some time and effort into it without it looking strange.”
“It'd be fun too,” Harry grinned, unzipping his pajamas so Elliot could crawl into them as he was wont to do.
Watching Harry, Lucius was pleased with what the young man just did. That showed him a good comfort level when it came to the relationship. He had, of course, seen the young man without a shirt before, but the ease now pleased him. Watching the toy dragon crawl around inside the young man's clothes, he gave an amused snort and shook his head. Changing topics, while he leafed through the book, he said, “Now, young man, I want you to fill me in on just how you managed to get into the state you were in the other night. Daddy needs to know this so he can try it with your other daddy!”
Laughing, Harry shook his head then told him, “You won't manage with Sirius, sorry.”
Giving a heavy sigh, Lucius looked at him then asked, “And how do you know this?” However, he was more pleased with no hint of some of the flush Harry had shown before when he used the word daddy. That was the best sign he had seen so far when it came to the relationship and liked it, though wasn't going to say a word about it.

“We explained to you about me seeing magic, right? Someone did if I remember right,” seeing Lucius nod, he pressed on. “You're magic is too far away. I think, maybe, it might barely touch, but it's not close enough to overlap.”
Rubbing his face, Lucius let out a dejected sigh, “I hoped it was close, but feared it wasn't.”
Snickering and grinning, Harry added, “We do know two that do have compatible magic.”

Head coming up, Lucius looked at him then said, firmly, leaning back, crossing his arms over his chest and ordered, “Talk, young man! I want names!”
Laughing, Harry shook his head, “You won't manage with them either.”
“You don't know this! I can't determine that if you don't tell me who they are,” Lucius huffed, glowering at him. “Names, Harry!”
“One for sure you won't. That's me. Yours is just on the other side of mine and entwines the same way Sirius' does,” Harry snickered, looking at him, petting Elliot.
Moaning as though in pain, Lucius nodded as he pinched the bridge of his nose. “Well, that is good for you, yes. Somehow—no, I don't see how I can manage with you at this juncture. No offense, but I don't think you're experienced enough to even give this a chance, Harry.”
“Sirius did mention that while laughing about it,” Harry grinned, shaking his head.
“He would as he's evil incarnate,” Lucius huffed, leaning back. “Now, on to the other name. Who is it!”
“One you won't try with. I imagine hexes would be involved if you even mentioned it,” Harry snorted, still grinning.
Firm look on his face, eyebrow arched, Lucius said, “I'll be the judge of that, young man. Give me the name!”
“Professor Snape,” Harry laughed.
“Severus?” Lucius stammered out, eyes wide. Seeing the now laughing young man nod, his head dropped back and he moaned in pain, covering his face with both hands. “I cannot believe this! Two of them within my grasp and both are unmanageable. You—it's a maybe in the future. Severus? He would do vile things to my person if I even suggested it. Oh, this is depressing! Many glasses of wine and brandy are going to be needed to cope with this tragic event.”
Grinning, Harry snickered at that. “Sirius and Professor Snape, both, said you'd be depressed at this.”
“I am! It's a huge disappointment. Two are within my grasp and I won't manage with either. It's a dire blow,” he sighed, shaking his head.
Laughing, Harry shook his head then, still chuckling, asked, “I don't know much about this whole thing, obviously, but might there be a way you can get some of the effect since the three of us are compatible? I mean, yours is one side of mine and Sirius' is the other. With the way the three of them entwine around each other, might there be a way to work this?”
Looking at the young man, Lucius thought it over then nodded slowly. “Maybe. There might. It may take some experimentation, but it is possible. Yes, let me look into this and see what I can find. Very good suggestion, Harry. Daddy is pleased with that.” Looking at the still grinning young man, Lucius said, quietly, “Narcissa would like to meet you, Harry. In a better way than has happened in the past.” Seeing the young man stop laughing and his eyes widen, Lucius shook his head and told him softly, “It's nothing to worry about. She's well aware of the relationship. In fact, she's been over to Grimmauld Place several times to see Sirius. When he relocated there, I was forced, almost at wand point, to bring her over to she could see him. It's nothing to fear. If you think you can handle it, we'd like to try the day before your birthday so we can drop presents off for you to have on your birthday.”
“You don't need to get me anything,” Harry told him softly with a shake of his head. “You've already gotten me plenty of things. I don't need any more. If she wants to come over and meet me, it's good. I just don't want you both to risk getting caught.”
“We won't,” Lucius told him firmly. “Sirius ensures we don't. As do Remus and Severus. That's not an issue. And presents are our prerogative so you have no say so, young man.”
Smiling a little, looking at Lucius, Harry nodded then said, “Alright, I can go with that.”
“I'll get with Severus to see what we can manage,” Lucius told him, pleased with that. Looking smug, he added, “You won't get to open your presents until your birthday. And I would prefer you do so in front of the youngest Weasley male for the best effect.”
Looking down, snickering and shaking his head, Harry said, “It's not good to try to make people jealous.”
“Well, when you're a right brat about it as he can be, you need to get slapped once in a while. This will do that. They'll say it's from Sirius, but you'll see the real tag as to who they are from.”
“Okay,” Harry smiled, nodding.
Pleased with that and smirking, Lucius nodded, “We'll manage. I'll ensure that the presents get to Sirius so you receive them. He said something to me about Molly planning a dinner for you with everyone involved.”
Shrugging, Harry said nothing, having expected that.
“Once everyone gets this mess worked out, I'm going to try to come over that way once a week to spend time with you and Sirius,” Lucius said, pressing on while he shifted in his chair to get comfortable. “And I’m going to try to spend more time doing this as well. I think it'll do us all good. You seem to be doing well with Sirius and the areas he's working with.” Stopping, he looked at the way the young man was dressed and how he was holding Elliot then added, “And are more comfortable with me in that area as well.”
“I am,” Harry admitted with a nod. “It took some time, but I'm getting there.”
“And you enjoy it,” Lucius said softly, more as a statement of fact than a question.
“Yeah,” Harry admitted with a nod, flushing slightly, but looking at Lucius.
“Good,” Lucius nodded with a small smile on his face. “It's fine, you know. Neither of us care and we like it. That's all that matters in this area.”
Nodding, Harry said nothing, looking down and petting Elliot. He was doing better with this whole scenario, that's for sure, but there were still some issues. Talking about some of it was still part of that for some reason.
“You're fine, Harry,” Lucius told him encouragingly. “It's hard to give up control when you're used to being in control and having to be that way for so much. That's probably part of what is going on here. You just need to trust us, something I know isn't easy for you. We'll protect you. Sirius told me that's some of what the two of you discussed and he's right; that's part of our job. You just need to let us do that is all. It's hard, you don't have to tell me that. The difficulty with that part of the relationship is easily visible on your face most times. And the trust issue—that is self-explanatory. Just keep in mind, you can make anything stop at any time with one word. Both Sirius and I will honor that.” Gently, he added, “As time goes on, it'll get easier as you get more comfortable with what is going on.”
“I know,” Harry told him, looking at him in the mirror. “It's still—I know how people see it and how they find it disgusting.”
“Well, yes, there is that,” Lucius conceded with a nod. “They don't understand is all that comes down to. They hear the basics and judge from there, not investigate why it is that way or the reasons behind it, let alone what's involved. That and they relate it to the like of real children. That's not the case, as you well know.”

Leaning fully against the bars on his 'crib', Harry nodded, petting Elliot through his clothes. “You're right,” he admitted.
“We're all consenting in this so I see no problem with it. There is also the fact that you're in no way forced into any of it. It's your choice entirely, all of it. And it was something you wanted and liked before it was even suggested,” Lucius told him softly.
“That's true,” Harry said quietly.
“Then ignore the rest and we work on this,” Lucius smiled, looking at Harry.
“I am. There are just some problems here and there is all, nothing more.”
“True. That's always the case when relationships start, of any kind,” Lucius admitted, shifting around in his chair. “Trust needs built, even if there is a form of that to start. In this kind of relationship, it's more exaggerated and needed. We're working with it.” Seeing Harry look at him and nod, Lucius asked, keeping his tone as gentle as he could, “Can daddy ask you to do something for him? It's not sexual, just something you haven't done yet.”
Looking at Lucius, petting Elliot, Harry inquired, “What's that?” Right now, if it wasn't sexual, he was willing to consider it. The sexual part—honestly, he wanted Sirius around for that the first couple times to make him feel better about it.
“Just take your pajamas off. Nothing more than that. I know you still have issues being seen in the nappy, but this is daddy. He won't say a word. After all, I'm the one that buys them,” Lucius told him gently. Stopping, he waited.
Clutching onto Elliot through his pajamas, Harry looked down and thought it over. So far, the only one that had seen him in the nappy was Sirius. That took getting used to anyway. Lucius was right, though. Shutting his eyes, he thought about it then nodded and said, “I think I can. If I get uncomfortable--” he trailed off with that.
“Just grab your blanket and wrap it around you if you do,” Lucius told him softly, smiling a little.
“Alright, I'll do this,” Harry said, flushing. Without looking at the mirror, he wiggled out of the pajamas and tossed them onto the foot of the bed. Grabbing the blue blanket that was his, the one with dancing dragons on it, he draped it over his shoulders, though didn't fully cover himself. Holding Elliot, he shut his eyes and just breathed.
“Good boy,” Lucius praised, smiling a little more. Leaning back in his chair, he said, changing the topic to something more neutral, “Now, about this charm—I'm not sure about touching him on the nose to activate the enlarging spell. However, I think we can do a wand activated one with just a slight modification on the spell contained on that sheet. As you can now do magic outside of school with no fear of reprisals, this should work fine.” He hoped that delving back into this would relax Harry enough to get him into the amiable mood that he was in before. That was, really, all he was looking for when it came to this.
“That would work,” Harry nodded, glancing back at the mirror, still slightly flushed.

“Huge Elliot!” Sirius exclaimed when he stepped into the room, grinning. Walking over, he yelped when Elliot roared, blew smoke in his direction then started to chew on his head. “No! Bad Elliot! No eating me!” Reaching up, he tried to pry the stuffed dragon's jaws off his head.
Laughing, Harry said, “No, Elliot,” softly. When the dragon responded to the charm he and Lucius had worked on for the last little while, one that would make Elliot listen to him and obey, then curled back around him, wings wrapped around his body, he tapped the dragon on the head with his wand and Elliot shrank back to his normal size. Snickering as the dragon scrambled up his chest and blew a raspberry at Sirius, Harry petted him then looked at his godfather, saying, “See? You got to see him big.”
“I did and that was impressive,” Sirius grinned. Tapping the bars around the bed with his wand so they lowered then became part of the frame, he sat down behind Harry and wrapped his arms around him. Kissing him on the shoulder, he glanced down at how his godson was dressed then looked in the mirror, arching an eyebrow at Lucius, who looked smug, and nodded. This was good. “So, I see what you two were up to while we yelled at Albus.”
“Yeah, we have a couple new charms on him that work really well,” Harry said, leaning back against him. “And I can make him huge whenever I want with just a tap of my wand.”
“Good,” Sirius nodded, pleased with that.
“All went well I take it?” Lucius asked, shifting in his chair and sipping at his wine.
With a feral grin, Sirius snorted, “Perfect. We got everything we wanted. I'm supposed to pass on to you from Snape that he'll be over there in about forty-five minutes with some papers for you to sign for the homeschooling. We need the signature of someone on the Board of Governors for them to be official. Minerva, Snape and Albus signed them in the capacity as teachers, so they just need yours now.” Laughing, he said, “And everyone was oh so concerned about big, bad Lucius Malfoy knowing about this.” Glancing at the grinning Harry, he asked, snorting in amusement, “You worried about that, Harry?”
“Uh, no. Doesn't bug me a bit,” Harry laughed, shaking his head.
“Didn't think so,” Sirius laughed, shaking his head. “Just so you are aware; expect serious arse kissing coming your way, Harry. Everyone was blindsided by what was said. And the expression on Albus' face when he found out Snape, Remus and I knew just what was said in court was priceless.” Quickly, he gave the two of them a rundown of what went on while he let his hands run down Harry's body.
“Perfect,” Lucius said, looking smug. “I'll sign them, of course. Narcissa and Severus can witness them and it'll be legal then automatically enacted. Of course, as Severus said, I'll tell the Dark Lord. There's nothing he can do about it and it won't help him in any way, other than to tweak Albus. So, it won't bother you in any way, Harry.”
Nodding, Harry said nothing, having expected that.
“So, what did you two get up to while we had fun screaming and turning people's worlds upside down?” Sirius asked, pleased that Harry was so relaxed. Whatever Lucius did while he was downstairs was great and told him this all had a damned good chance of working, that Harry was willing to allow it to continue.
“Letting our young man depress me,” Lucius sighed, though was smirking in an amused way.
Laughing, Sirius guessed, “The compatible magic?”
“Yes. That was a dire blow and you take far too much enjoyment in my suffering, Sirius,” Lucius told him, arching an eyebrow.
Grinning, Sirius said nothing. Letting a hand drift down to Harry's inner thigh, he said, “Now where is that spot--” before starting to tickle him.
Stiffening then yelping as Sirius found the ticklish spot, Harry squirmed around, grinning.
“That's it!” Sirius chuckled. Tickling down a little, he found the other one that had Harry squirming more. Hearing Harry laugh, he held him close and went back to stroking down his skin.
Shaking his head at Sirius, looking amused, Lucius sighed, “Explain to me again why I put up with you, Sirius?”
“'Cause I'm fun and put up with your nobby arse in a way no one else would,” Sirius shot back, snickering.
“There is that, yes,” Lucius conceded with a smirk. “Let me go warn Narcissa to expect Severus and that I'll need her as well. I'll return in a couple.” Seeing the two nod, he stood to go find his wife.
Watching Lucius go, Sirius let his hand drift up over the front of Harry's nappy then grinned when he felt how hard his godson was. That wasn't from him touching Harry either, he knew that. “Daddy Lucius turned you on,” he whispered in Harry's ear.
“Yeah,” Harry admitted, pressing back against Sirius, shivering as the man touched him.
“Good,” Sirius said, continuing to stroke over Harry's erection. Not sure how to press on with the idea that was forming, Sirius thought it over for a second then asked, “Are you comfortable with Daddy Lucius seeing you without clothes?”
Thinking that over, Harry nodded. Actually, that would be far easier on him than in the nappy the first time.
“Good.” Sirius said with a pleased nod. “Let me ask this—do you think you're comfortable having sex with me again? I know last time ended badly, what with what happened. I swear it won't again, Harry. It'll just be the three of us unless Snape or Remus need something when we're done. Daddy Lucius and I won't let that happen again.”
Thinking that over for a couple moments, clutching onto Elliot and petting him, Harry nodded. He was. In fact, he was fairly horny. He supposed that had to do with the fact that the worst of the current stresses in his life were over. “I am. What do you have in mind?” He assumed this had something to do with Lucius because of the way it was phrased.
“Good,” Sirius told him, starting to grin. Leaning closer, he gave a quick rundown of the plan he had in mind. “That work for you?”
Chuckling a little, Harry said, “Yeah, I can work with that.” In fact, it was something he liked the idea of. It would put him more at ease with so much, especially with Lucius.
“Okay, good. We'll go with that.” Sirius told him, kissing him on his bare shoulder. Quietly, he said, “Just trust me, Harry, and let go again. That's all you need to do and you can end up like you did last time. I swear it won't end badly if you do.” As he said that, he undid the fastenings to the nappy and, though he left it covering his godson, let his hand slide down inside it. Stroking his godson's hard cock, he groaned, feeling himself go rock hard as he did.
Moaning, eyes sliding shut, Harry managed to get out, “I'll try.”
“Just trust me, all you have to do,” Sirius reaffirmed. Looking up as he saw Lucius appear back in the mirror, he then grinned at his longtime lover.
Settling back in, eyebrow arched at what Sirius was doing, not to mention the fact that Harry was not only allowing it, but seemed to be enjoying it, Lucius smirked. “One of the elves will get me when Severus shows.”
“Good,” Sirius said. Starting to grin, he said, smoothly, “When you get done with Severus, come back. Harry and I have something planned for you.”
“I can do that,” Lucius told him with a nod, eyes drifting down to where Sirius' hand was hidden.
Grinning bigger, Sirius pushed the nappy down so that Lucius could see Harry exposed then said, quietly, “That's not from me touching him, but you.”
Eying the young man's erection, Lucius felt himself stiffen then groaned softly. Just talking to Harry, he couldn't tell the effect he was having on him. There were parts he wondered if it wasn't arousing the young man, but he had no way of telling. This was good. Quietly, he said, “Good. Harry's a good boy for both his daddies.”
“He is,” Sirius said, nuzzling Harry's head with his own. Feeling Harry's hips start to thrust up, Sirius stopped his hand and went back to just stroking him in other areas. He didn't want to end this before they could enact what they were planning. “We're going to have fun, aren't we, Harry?” Sirius said smoothly.
“Oh yeah,” Harry managed to pant out, shivering. Opening his eyes and looking at the mirror, he grinned a little at the look on Lucius' face. It was easy to tell that he liked what he saw.
“It should be an interesting night, considering how evil you are, Sirius,” Lucius snorted, grinning slightly and shaking his head.
“Of course,” Sirius grinned, chuckling. Changing topics, though ensuring he kept touching Harry, Sirius was just buying time until Snape showed over there before pressing on.

Enlarging the mirror after finishing dealing with Severus and ensuring the paperwork had been officially enacted, Lucius settled back and arched a brow at what he was seeing. Harry was seated astride Sirius' lap, facing him, one knee bent, clinging to his lover. Head tucked under Sirius' chin, the young man has his eyes shut and was shaking, skin flushed with sweat beading over his body. Sirius—it was easy to tell the man was naked as, though Harry was covering up quite a lot of his body with his own, Lucius could easily see his erection. Harry, too, appeared to be naked though he couldn't tell as the young man had his blanket with the dragons on it draped partially over his backside so he couldn't see anything. Shifting around, feeling his cock harden, he said, “That's all attended to and it's official. Severus will be returning in a couple hours with your copy of the paperwork.” Smirking, he asked, “Now, what evil plan have you concocted, Sirius?”

“You'll love it,” Sirius told him with an evil grin. Stroking Harry's now sweaty head, kissing the young man on the top of it, he imparted, “We're going to put on a little show for you. Since I’m well aware that you're a pervert that likes to watch, we thought you might like to see.”
“Hedonistic, get it right,” Lucius corrected, smirk growing. “And this will be most enjoyable.” Eyebrow sliding up once more upon hearing a loud moan from Harry, though it didn't appear that Sirius was doing anything to cause such a reaction, he waited to see what was going on.
Grin growing, Sirius reached down and pulled the blanket off Harry and leaned back against the headboard so Lucius could see just what was going on. Letting a hand drift down, he spread Harry's arsecheeks slightly so that Lucius could see the 'toy' his lover had brought Harry over that first meeting in the park sliding in and out of Harry. Quietly, he said, “He likes it, but he enjoys it rougher so this won't get him off. We were just waiting for you to come back to press on.”
Eyes locked on the toy fucking Harry, Lucius nodded, groaning slightly at the highly erotic sight.
After seeing Lucius' reaction, Sirius inclined his head then whispered to Harry, “We're going to press on now. Just remember what I said; trust daddy and it's going to feel so good.”
Panting heavily, Harry nodded, giving Sirius a squeeze. This felt amazing, that's for damned sure, but it was frustrating as well. The toy wasn’t moving at a speed that would get him off. Between that and the fact that Sirius wasn't touching him other than to hold or stroke him in some way in a place that wouldn't get him off, he was so fucking horny it wasn't funny. Add in the fact that Lucius was now watching and it was highly erotic.
Taking that as what he needed, Sirius reached down and slid the toy out of Harry's arse. This was good. Not only was Harry seriously turned on, but he was prepped so they could press on to the main event. Wrapping one arm tightly around Harry, Sirius lifted Harry's head with the other and kissed him passionately, tongue slipping into his mouth as he did. Holding Harry tightly, he shifted them around and laid them both down on the bed. Perched over Harry on his knees, Sirius broke off the kiss then shot his godson a heated look. Panting deeply, heavily aroused himself, Sirius then moved Harry onto his side, positioning him to where his feet were towards the mirror. Lying down on his side behind his godson, Sirius pressed tightly to his back. Running a hand down Harry's side, he then had Harry lift his top leg. Having Harry hold it up, he bent one of his legs, planting his foot flat on the bed. Grabbing his already hard, aching cock, he stroked it a couple of times then positioned the head of it at Harry's dilated entrance. Gritting his teeth, he then began to ease it into his godson's tight arse, groaning as the heat and tightness surrounded his aching flesh. Once the head was passed the tight ring of muscle, he reached up and held Harry's leg up while sliding himself the rest of the way in.
Head going back and resting against Sirius as he slid into his arse, Harry moaned loudly. Clutching Elliot, he shook violently and resisted the urge to reach down and stroke is aching, weeping cock. Sirius told him not to touch himself during this, promising to take care of it for him. Bearing down and pushing out, he moaned louder as Sirius slid all the way into him. Panting heavily, he begged, “Please, Daddy!”
Moaning as he sank all the way into Harry's arse, Sirius panted heavily, holding still. Shifting around slightly, lifting Harry's leg further so that Lucius could have a good view of what he was doing, he then began to thrust into his godson's tight arse. Teeth gritted, he moved slowly though he wanted to do it harder. Once he had the rhythm he wanted, he glanced at the mirror. Unable to help himself, he grinned. Yeah, Lucius was loving this. The man's eyes were locked on the action. He had slid out of his clothes and was now stroking his cock as he watched. Good. Focusing back on Harry, he began to thrust harder. Starting to pant, he said, “Look at the mirror, Harry.”
Clutching tightly to Elliot with one arm, Harry had his fingers locked in the bedding, gripping it tightly. Moaning, starting to thrust back onto Sirius, he looked at the mirror, eyes widening as he did. Holy fuck, Lucius was hung. Sirius was a little bigger than average, but Lucius was really big. Letting out a groan at the thought of having that in his ass, he shook, adoring the idea. Oh, that would hurt so good. Keeping his eyes on Lucius as he stroked his cock, Harry started whimpering softly then moaned out, “Harder please, Daddy.”
Starting to thrust a little harder, Sirius was panting heavier. This was fucking good! He wasn't sure how he would react to Lucius watching as he hadn't done that one before, but the thought and seeing the effect it had on the man was a huge fucking turn on! “Such a tight arse,” Sirius growled, panting as he did. “Feels so good on my cock.” Glancing at Lucius again, he panted out, “You want to feel Daddy Lucius' big cock in your arse, don't you, Harry?”
Eyes locked on the mirror and what Lucius' hand was doing, Harry nodded, “Yes, Daddy.” Grinding back on Sirius' cock, he panted and groaned then garbled out, “Touch me, please, Daddy!” His cock was throbbing and aching by this point and he wanted some relief. Yeah, he wanted to cum, no doubt there, but that could be held off, for a least a little while, he just wanted to take some of the pressure off.
Making sure Harry's leg was propped up on his forearm, Sirius reached down and took hold of Harry's cock then began to stroke it, though ensuring it wasn't fast enough to get him off. Panting heavily, he ground his cock into Harry's arse then snarled, “Fuck daddy's cock, Harry.”
Head dropping back against Sirius, Harry moaned loudly then ground harder against Sirius cock. “So good, Daddy,” he panted out, fingers digging deeper into the bedding, clutching it so tightly his knuckles were white.
Eyes sliding shut, Sirius moved faster and thrust harder. This position wasn’t the best for that and he couldn't do it as hard as he wanted, but it was good for now. Lucius was getting a great view of the action and the exhibitionist aspect of it was very arousing. He would be changing it soon, no doubt there, but would continue for a while. Looking at the mirror, adoring the look on Lucius' face and watching him stroke his own cock, he moaned loudly. “You're daddy's good boy, aren't you, Harry? For both your daddies. Our good little playtoy.”
“Yes!” Harry hissed through clenched teeth, slamming back on Sirius as hard as he could. “I belong to both of you.” Skin prickling in a way that it felt like something electric was dancing over it, Harry panted, loving the feeling of the heat coursing through his body as it throbbed madly. It even felt like his hair was standing on end at this point from the sensations. This was amazing.
Watching what was going on, Lucius groaned loudly as his hand moved faster. Oh yes, he wanted to be there and participate, that was for damned sure, but this was good too! There was something about the voyeuristic aspect of watching such things that was always arousing in a way that was different than anything else. He supposed it was the forbidden part that came with it. No matter what it was, he was good with it. Eyes locked on Harry's arse, he loved the fact that Sirius had the two of them positioned in such a way that he could watch Sirius' cock thrust into the younger man. That was an amazing visual, something that one didn't often get a view of. Panting himself, he moaned, “Such a good boy.”
Letting out a loud moan at hearing Lucius voice, Harry ground back on Sirius, clamping his arse down on the cock embedded in his ass and whimpered, “Yes, Daddy.”
Actually growling loudly at the sensation of Harry's already tight arse clamping down harder on his cock, Sirius decided it was time to change positions. Pulling out, hearing a soft whine from Harry, he quickly flipped the younger man over on his back then pulled him to where they were parallel to the mirror. Sliding between Harry's legs, he propped the younger man's thighs on his own then put the head of his now weeping cock to Harry's entrance and slid back in with one stroke. Beginning to thrust again, he shifted slightly, lifting Harry's arse up off the bed just a little. Lucius wouldn't have the great view he had before, but it would be enough. Propping himself up on one hand, locking his elbow, he looked down into Harry's face as he began to trust into him hard and fast, rough enough that the bed was creaking and moving slightly. “Fuck daddy's cock, Harry,” he snarled, looking down into his godson's face.
Clutching Elliot tightly, Harry reached up and wrapped one arm around Sirius, his fingers digging into the man's shoulder where he had hold of him. Panting, he groaned, “Harder, please, Daddy! Fuck me!” Then he began to thrust on Sirius' cock.
Holding Harry tightly, eyes locked on his face, Sirius began thrusting as hard and fast as he could. Angling his thrusts upwards, he was trying to hit that sweet spot on his godson to bring him over the edge that way. Panting heavily, he hissed out between clenched teeth, “So fucking good.”
Panting, Harry's eyes widened when the head of Sirius' cock hit that place deep inside his ass. He knew what it was, of course, as he had found it while doing it on his own one night. This though—the sensations were far more intense and better. When it brushed across the second time, he moaned out, “Son of a bitch!” Eyes rolling back in his head then fluttering shut, he arched up and panted out, “Don't stop! Oh, fuck!”
Grinning as he panted, Sirius ground the head of his cock against that small bump and waited, feeling his own balls throb madly and his body dancing with sensations. “Cum for me, Harry. Cum for daddy.”

As Sirius ground across that sweet spot, Harry arched up and let out a yell of “Oh, shite,” then came, hard, body tightening up and quivering.
Starting to thrust hard again as his chest and face was splattered by Harry's cum, Sirius threw his head back and moaned as he found his own end, hips still thrusting of their own accord.
Panting heavily, hand working faster on his cock, Lucius' eyes were glued to the mirror as he watched the two. Stiffening up, he let out a groan as he came, splattering his chest, panting heavily.
Head hanging forward, panting heavily as he finished, Sirius glanced at Harry and snickered. Once more, Harry was still in the middle of his, body still quivering and muttering something garbled that sounded very much like 'oh, fuck'. Letting his rapidly deflating cock slide out of Harry's arse, he leaned forward and stroked Harry's sweaty head, kissing him on the temple, waiting.
Feeling the same reaction as before, Harry, eyes still shut, began to grin. Oh hell yes, this was good. Clutching Sirius tightly, still holding Elliot, who was clinging to him, he reveled in the sensations.
Seeing that grin on his godson's face, Sirius chuckled then said, quietly, “Open your eyes and look at me, Harry.” When Harry did and he observed the same reaction as before, he laughed, “Oh yeah, Daddy Lucius is going to be really depressed now!”
Having just finished cleaning himself off, Lucius' head came up, eyes widening then said, “He didn't!”
“He did,” Sirius cackled then helped Harry sit up before pulling him onto his lap and scooting both of them back to the head of the bed. “Look at the mirror, Harry.”
Relaxing against Sirius, Harry looked at the mirror, still grinning.
Seeing the look on the young man's face and in his eyes, Lucius sighed then shook his head. Snorting, he said, “Oh, Harry. I am so jealous!”
Chuckling unevenly, Harry shut his eyes and leaned against Sirius, still panting slightly. “Bloody fucking amazing,” he was able to stammer out.
Rubbing a hand over his face, Lucius let out what could only be termed a whimper and shook his head. “We're going to find a way for me to reach this state, I don't care what it takes.”
Laughing, Sirius said, stroking Harry's back, “If you can figure out a way to manage, we'll try it, Lucius.”
“I will if it's the last thing I ever do,” Lucius told him, a determined bent to his voice.

About a half an hour after they finished and were relaxing, there was a knock on his door. Sirius grabbed his wand a cast the spell to determine who it was. Seeing it was Snape, he made sure the covers were over the two of them as they were still naked and held Harry close. He had just done a cleaning charm on them as they'd be taking a bath before bed so he saw no point in getting both of them dressed when they would just be changing clothes shortly. Harry was leaned back against him, munching on some of the crisps he had in his box of munchies while sipping a Muggle soft drink. “It's just Snape,” he told his godson and looked at Lucius, who had slipped back into his pajama bottoms. “Nothing to worry about.” Casting the spell, he opened the door and waited.
Walking in, Severus' eyebrow went up at the state of undress of the two, but said nothing as he couldn't see anything and Black made sure the two were covered. Shaking his head when he saw that same look as before on Harry's face, he snorted, “I'm surprised Lucius isn't whinging about this.”
“It's depressing, Severus, so I would appreciate it if you didn't rub it in and gloat,” Lucius told him firmly, crossing his arms over his chest.
Amused by that, Severus conjured a chair then sat before passing a paper over to Black. “That's the official paper for homeschooling. It's signed and enacted.” When the man took it with a pleased grin, he added, quietly, “Albus wants to talk to me, alone, in a few days about the situation. He's quite upset by what happened and what was revealed in court. I'm going to try to wiggle some things out of him and figure out what he might be plotting.”
“Yeah, didn't figure he would take this well and would just have to change tracks with whatever he's doing,” Sirius said sitting the paper aside on the table.
“He's not,” Severus confirmed with a nod. “I'll see what I can get out of him and we'll go from there.” Glancing at Harry, his brow furrowed at the scars he could see on the young man's thigh. He had heard from Black that they were there once Harry stopped using the balm he made that worked as not only a glamour to hide them, but would help diminish them over time, one they learned back in their first year. Scooting forward, he said, gently, “Nothing to worry about, Harry. I just want to see the scars. It's nothing you're not showing and would show if you wore shorts.” Fingering one of the thicker ones, he sighed and tried to calculate what could be used to eradicate them.
Letting out a startled gasp when Snape touched him, Harry said, “Cold hands!” Then he looked down at what the Professor was examining.
Giving an amused snort, Severus told him, “Sorry. Are these about average for what's there? I'm trying to think what I can brew to eradicate them.”
Looking at what Snape was fingering, Sirius nodded, “About, yeah. He has a couple on his lower back that are worse.”
“Are they in a place I can see without revealing anything that would embarrass him?” Severus asked, looking at the man.
“As long as you don't move him. If you do that, you're going to get an eye full of something you probably don't want to see,” Sirius told him with a grin, shifting Harry forward slightly.
Rolling his eyes at that, Severus snorted then said, dryly, “You never know, I may enjoy the view.”
Hearing Lucius chuckle, Harry grinned then said, “Pervert,” before stuffing another crisp in his mouth.
“I think that's a case of the cauldron and pot, Mr. Potter,” Severus said, smirking as he fingered one of the thicker scars.
“I admit to that,” Harry chuckled, grin growing.
Leaning back, Severus shook his head then said, “Nothing I'd see would surprise me. You forget, I was in the dorms with Lucius. We used to send first years in to the showers when he was using them to traumatize them.”
Harrumphing, Lucius shook his head then said, “I knew that had to be set up of some kind. Too many of them showed up and ran off almost screaming.”
“We get our amusements where and when we can,” Severus said smugly, folding his arms over his chest. Eying the package of crisps the young man was eating from, he asked, “Are those Ketchup Crisps?”
Nodding, Harry swallowed then held out the bag for the man, “Yeah. Want some?”
“Don't mind if I do,” Severus said, taking some. “I haven't had these in years.” Popping one in his mouth, he nodded. When he finished chewing and swallowed, he nodded, “They are still good.”
“There's another bag in a box under the bed right where you're sitting if you want them,” Harry offered, looking at him. “I think there's still a couple Cokes in there too.”
“That's an offer I'll take you up on,” Severus told him with a nod, leaning down and sliding the box out. Grabbing the bag of crisps and Coke, he leaned back and opened the soft drink. Taking a sip, he sighed contentedly, “I haven't had one of these in years either.”
Now curious about the taste, Sirius reached into the bag Harry was holding and pulled out one. Looking at it, he popped it into his mouth then nodded as he chewed. “Hey, those are pretty damned good.” Taking Harry's Coke, he sipped at it and nodded again, “So is that. Damned sweet, but good! We might have to get some more of this stuff.”
“They are good, but not at all healthy,” Severus told him.
“Yeah, you don't eat too much of this stuff. It's junk food,” Harry said, taking the Coke back and sipping at it.
Looking at the young man, Severus smirked then said, “It's official that I'm no longer your teacher, Mr. Potter. As it appears I'm also going to be something of a guardian to you, I think, from now on, we should be on a first name basis, don't you?”

“That works,” Harry said, looking at him, grinning slightly. He loved this feeling, that's for sure. However, he was slightly befuddled by it so he shook his head and said, “Just give me some time to remember to do that.”
“I'll give you a week, then if you revert back to the Professor title you'll be getting tickling charms to the ribs until you remember,” Severus said eyebrow arched, smirking.
Chuckling, Harry nodded, “I'll try to remember.”
“Good,” Severus nodded.
Snickering, Sirius told the man, “Lucius knows your magic is compatible with his, Snape.”
Eyebrow going up, he looked at the mirror. Seeing a far too innocent look on Lucius' face, he snorted then said, “Don't even think about it, Lucius. If you even suggest anything in that direction, you'll find out just how many hexes I know.”
Snorting himself, Lucius replied dryly, “I know better. It's just depressing that you were there the whole time.”
“Keep right on being depressed. There is no chance from this direction,” Severus told him firmly, with a rigid shake of his head.
Huffing, Lucius said nothing, giving the laughing Sirius a glare. Sighing, he said, “I was thinking—that third mirror, the one Harry has. Perhaps giving it to Severus might be a good idea as Harry won't need it anymore. That way we have a means of communication if we need it.”
“That's not a bad idea,” Severus said with a nod. Firm look on his face, he then glared at Lucius and said, tone hard, “Just so I don’t get dragged into anything perverse.”
Rolling his eyes once more, Lucius said, “I give you my word. However, it would work well if we need to communicate.”
After getting Harry's permission, Sirius summoned the mirror then handed it over to Snape. “That's a good idea. Especially if something pear-shaped happens.”
Pocketing the mirror, Severus nodded. “Indeed. I'll see what I can do to put unbreakable charms on it and disguise what it is so I can keep it on my person at all times. That may help all of us.” Looking around, he said, “I'm going to go. I just wanted to deliver the paper and fill you in. I'll pop back over tomorrow to check on things.” Seeing nods from everyone, he stood and left, taking the crisps with him.
Holding Harry close, resting his head against his godson's Sirius sighed, “This is good. Things are moving the right direction at least. Now we can focus elsewhere.”
“Let's say the next plan in place should be getting us out of this nightmare,” Lucius told him, relaxing and sipping at his drink.
“And that's more difficult than anything else so far,” Sirius sighed, shaking his head.
“True, but we'll find a way, eventually. We just have to come up with something,” Lucius said. Quietly, he then began to talk about him and Narcissa coming over and a couple other mundane things while relaxing.
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