Esclavitud *Now Complete*

3. Sleeping Arrangements

Soon it was bedtime and Harry guided Severus to the guest room. Severus went to the corner of the room and lay on the bare floor. Harry closed his eyes and took a deep breath, “No Severus, I want you to sleep on the bed,” said Harry with a firm voice.

Severus got up shaking. Walked toward the bed; shaking. Looked at Harry; shaking. Bowed his head; shaking. Harry’s heart went out to Severus.

“Kreacher!”

Harry heard the pop and saw the house elf, “Kreacher is there any way he will sleep on the bed?”

“No, Harry Potter Sir, he can only sleep on the bed with his master.”

“You mean that if he sleeps with me he will stay on the bed?”

“Yes, Master Harry Sir.”

Harry mulled this over; he had never been unfaithful to his lover. He knew that his lover would understand Severus’ need but he was hoping that he would be able to talk to his lover before addressing these needs. “Thanks Kreacher you may retire for the night,” said Harry as he guided Severus to his room.

Once in the room, “Severus, please stop shaking, everything is going to be alright. Do you need a hug?” Severus did not answered he kept his head bowed and continue to tremble. Harry gathered him up in his arms and hugged him. “I am here Severus; I am not going to let you go, but you must trust me,” assured Harry and seeing no response he continued, “Do you understand that I must take you tonight? I promise I will make it as easy as possible for you,” he said in a whispered voice.

Snape showed his understanding by lying on the bed face down. So this was it; he was going to have sex with another man. He was fourteen when he fell in love and he had never as much as looked at another man. But this was not sex per say, Severus was sick and Harry would apply a cure. Yes that was it; a cure. Feeling better about what he was about to do; Harry undressed in silence and entered the bed from the other side. He spelled out the lights and covered them both with the blanket that was folded at the end of the bed.

“Severus, I am going to use a lube charm. I think it will be less invasive that way.” In the darkness he could not see Snape’s reaction. He placed his left hand over Severus’ left hand and he buried his nose in the patch of hair above Severus’ left ear. This way he could hear or feel any adverse reaction from Severus. He cast the spell and leaned over Severus. He probed under the blanket until he found his target. He guided his member in, “OK?” asked Harry. Severus nodded and so Harry felt it safe to continue. It only took a couple of grunts to achieve completion. Harry then cast a cleansing spell on both of them and turned to sleep. It was then when he felt the bed shift. When he looked over his shoulder Severus was gone. He cast lumos, but was unable to find Snape. He knew the door had not been opened so he looked in the most logical place and sure enough; Snape was on the floor.

“Severus, what are you doing? Why have you left the bed?”

“I have served Master now I must take my place, Master.”

Harry sighed, “But don’t you want to please me? I was hoping you would stay in my bed and keep me warm,” and to his delight Severus resumed his place on the bed.

Harry was awoken a couple of hours later when he felt Snape was awake. “Severus, are you all right. Why aren’t you sleeping?”

“I am so sorry Master. I did not wish to wake you. Sorry Master,” said Snape practically crying.

“It’s all right, Severus I had to go to the loo anyway. Why are you awake?”

“Master, please, Master may I go to the loo, also?”

“Severus, why didn’t you wake me? Go.”

“No Master, you must go first.” Harry seeing the dire need of his companion decided not to argue and went and returned as quickly as possible.

“Now go,” he commanded without raising his voice. The other man fled to the bathroom. Harry had to think of a way in which Severus could go without having to ask his permission. When he was back from the loo Harry said, “Severus, you know how you… well how tonight we… well did it and all. I was very pleased and I think you should get a special treat for this. You may go to the loo three times without asking permission. You don’t have to use them in a row. You can save them for when you really need to go and I am not available. Is this clear?”

“Yes Master, you continue to be too kind to this lowly servant.”

“Severus, about this ‘lowly servant’ business, only masters that are bad and mean have lowly servants. Do you think I am bad and mean?” asked Harry picking up Severus’ face with his finger. Severus looked confused, but after thinking it over said, “No Master you are not mean nor bad. You are a kind and generous Master. My stomach is full and you have touched me more in one day than my old master would have in a week. You are a good master. Thank you Master,” said the Potions Master kissing Harry’s hand.

“So, that settles it then; no more ‘lowly servant’ agreed?”

“Yes, Master.”

“Let’s go to sleep then. I still have a couple of hours before I have to go to work.”

Severus got into bed and Harry placed the blanket over them. They settled in; their backs pressed against each other.

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When Harry got home from work the next day, Severus was waiting on the floor next to the fireplace. Harry was reminded of a faithful dog waiting for his master. Then he shook his head; what was he thinking? Severus was not a dog. He was a wiz… ok not a wizard anymore, but he was still a man. Kreacher immediately popped up with a bowl of water. He looked at Kreacher with a question on his face. Kreacher answered the question, “Your slave did not eat nor drink all day. Kreacher wants Severus to look like a well fed slave. He is needing to eat and drink. Harry Potter Sir you must make him drink. He be all day with only breakfast.”

Harry took the bowl of water in one hand and took a sip from the bowl. Then he caressed Snape’s hair with the other hand. “Drink Severus before we get into trouble.” He continued to stroke the professor’s hair while making sure that he drank the whole content of the bowl. “That is good. Do you want more?” Severus shook his head. “Then I think you are due for a hug,” and wrapped his arms around the too thin man. The Potions Master held on tight and breathed in his master’s scent. When Harry let go he lifted the professor’s face and saw calmness and contentment.

“Kreacher, how can I get him to eat when I am not here?”

“Master is not making him eat, but Severus might drink. He is going to the loo today without your permission. He is saying he is earning it. Kreacher can make nutrient water for Severus. He will grow healthy with the nutrient water, Harry Potter, Sir.”

“So he might drink if he earns it. Well, I am sure he can earn it before the night is over,” said Harry with a hint of a smile.

“Is dinner ready? I am starving,” said the Boy Who Lived guiding Severus to the table.

“Yes, Master Harry Sir. Kreacher is making your favorite roast, Harry Potter Sir. Kreacher is making three layers chocolate cake. Harry Potter loves chocolate cake,” pointed out the house elf.

“Where’s your pillow, Severus?” asked Harry not wanting to sit until he was sure Severus would be comfortable.

Kreacher snapped his fingers and the pillow appeared at Severus’ feet.

“Thank you Kreacher,” said the professor in a very low and meek voice.

“You is being welcome, Severus. You eat well, you hear.”

“Oh he will, Kreacher. I will make sure of it,” said Harry with a reassuring smile towards Severus.

Harry took a piece of bread and buttered it. He took a bite and then lowered the rest to Severus. Severus was eating from his bare fingers. Harry could not help but feel the intimacy that the act conveyed. He remembered when he had picked at his boyfriend's plate and was told how rude and unacceptable the act was. It was not his intention to upset his lover, but it seemed Harry had a knack for doing so. But now he could share food from his plate with Snape and no one would think anything of it. He felt guilt when he caught himself thinking this way. He made a mental note to ask Hermione if the curse worked both ways, on the slave as well as the master. After dinner they sat in the parlor like the night before. Harry found himself caressing Snape’s hair while he looked hopefully into the fireplace. ‘How long has it been? He promised me three weeks ago that he would visit. Can’t he take just a couple of hours off from work to come see me?’ Harry realized that his thoughts were hurting him so he decided to think and do something else. It was then when he thought of a great way for Severus to earn some privileges.

“Severus, do you know what would please me?”

“Master, I do not know, but if you tell me I will do whatever it is that pleases my master,” said Severus looking up at his former student eager to know his request.

“Well, then why don’t you pick out a book from the shelf and read to me?”

Harry noticed the effect that his request had on the professor. Snape’s face contorted and he slowly lowered his head and started to shake. Harry saw with horror that Severus was crying. Sobbing!

“Kreacher, Kreacher!” yelled Harry in despair, kneeling next to Severus cradling him in his arms.

“Master Harry Potter Sir, what is wrong with Severus? Why he is being so upset?”

“I don’t know. One minute he was fine and the next he is crying.”

“Master Harry Potter Sir, what you do to him? Sir”

“Kreacher, I did nothing to him, I simply asked him to read.”

Harry kept on stroking Snape’s back in an attempt to calm him, but to no avail.

“Harry Potter Sir, why you is punishing Severus like this? What is he doing wrong? Master Harry is knowing that a slave is not being able to read anymore.”

“Sure he can read. He is a very intelligent man. He was my professor.”

“Harry Potter Sir, a slave is no longer being able to read nor write; this be part of the curse.”

Harry turned his attention to the trembling man in his hands, “Oh, Severus, I am so sorry. I didn’t know that. Please Severus, don’t cry. I can’t stand knowing that I have upset you.” He hugged the Potions Master in comfort. Severus stopped crying when he understood that he had upset his master. Harry rocked him back and forth until he was sure that Severus was no longer shaking. “Can you forgive me? As always I went into this without knowing what I was doing. I am so sorry, Severus.”

“Master does not have to ask this slave for forgiveness. Master may do and say to this slave as he wishes.”

“Severus, what I want is to see you happy; to see you back to your old self. I want you to look down your nose at me and tell me how you will not allow me to bosh things up. I want Professor Severus Snape, Potions Master back.”

“Master, this person that you speak of no longer exists and can never exist again,” speaking into Harry’s shoulder.

“I am going to get him back. Believe me Severus, I will get him back.”


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