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Redlight	By : JadenShadow Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 43683 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 6
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry Potter, nor do i make any money from the use of him, I'm just enjoying him for the moment

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Konstantin smiled at the girl in the maid’s uniform as she led the way up a set of stairs he’d never seen before.

With a started, he realized he was being led to the roof! The man shivered, it was snowing outside and he had no desire to catch his death - no matter how lovely the bait.

The door opened and Konstantin felt his eyes near pop from his skull. The roof itself was clear glass. You could see the cables that would allow curtains to be drawn during the heat of the day, but at this time of day, when the sun was starting to set, you could see the snow falling.

It wasn’t a large space; 10 by 10 feet would be his guess. The main focus of the room was a pair of comfortable chairs with a small table between them. In one corner was a wet bar, nothing more than a sink a burner and a mini fridge with some storage. Right next to the door was a small table and coat hook.

But the most intriguing part of the whole room was the abundance of plant life that covered every available space.

“Licentia your guest has arrived.”

Then he saw the boy. He had thrown an old apron over the lovely green velvet dress. The sleeves were pulled back to reveal thin forearms and delicate wrists. His hands were covered in simple gardening gloves and his hair was pulled back into a messy bun.

In short, good enough to eat.

“Thank you, Maid.” Licentia said pulling the gloves off. “Please have a tray sent up.” The woman curtsied and left. “May I take your coat?”

Konstantin was mesmerized by the green eyes that looked up at him. Up close, the man could see this morsel came to about mid chest and his black hair was almost blue in the light. He allowed his coat to be slipped from his shoulders and hung next to the door, eyes never moving from the beautiful sight before him.

“I knew this would look lovely on you.” A single finger ran across the silver and gold ribbon along the neck line. “But I was unsure about the size.”

Licentia blush prettily. “It is a bit smaller than what I usually wear, but I love it.” Pale hands grasped one between them. “Come. I’ve made tea.” He led the older man to the table. “Sugar? Lemon?”

“That would depend on the tea.” Konstantin said with a soft smile as he sank into the comfortable chair.

“A special blend of my own.” The smile was flirty as the younger man sank into his chair. “It’s a blend of Peppermint and Chamomile with just a hint of orange and spice.”

“Well, in that case I shall bow to your expertise on the subject.”

The maid from before entered and placed a platter of finger foods on the table between them, but Konstantin paid her no mind.

“It’s not often I have a guest ask to speak with me.” Licentia said, pouring the tea. “Especially one with your…tastes.”

“How am I to spoil you if I do not know your likes and dislikes?”

“And why would you need to spoil me, sir?”

Konstantin sipped his tea. “This is very good!” He set the cup aside. “My dear, I am an old man. I have no wife, no children and virtually no family. Those I dare to call friend, are few and far between. I seek to spoil you because I can, because I wish to have a connection to someone in this world before I die.”

A soft blush covered the young man’s cheeks. “Then I am honored. Now tell me, your accent I have never heard it before.”

The other laughed. “I don’t doubt it. I was born here in England and lived in Lincolnshire until I was 6. At which time my father moved us to Brazil for work. I lived in Macapa until my father died last year.”

“What’s it like? I’m afraid the only time I’ve ever left England was to go to Scotland for school.”

“It’s warmer for sure.” The two laughed. “It’s in a bay where the Amazon meets the ocean, there are towering cliffs and mountains as far as the eye can see. Markets everywhere, selling anything and everything.”

“It sounds beautiful. I don’t know why you would leave.”

“When my father died, he didn’t have a will, he left a list of where his money should go among his things. But I’m afraid my family is fighting me tooth and nail for it. I spend most of my days in the courts and my nights with my lawyers. I hope to return, if I don’t die in this cold land before this farce is over.”

“Why would your family fight you for how his money is divided?” Licentia offered more tea.

“Because most of it goes to different charities.” Konstantin nodded. “Thank you, my dear. My father’s first wife died shortly after giving birth to their second daughter. My sisters refused to move to Brazil with my father and stayed in England with our more wealthy relatives, they never contacted him.”

“And when they realized your father had money, they became the perfect daughters, who cared for their father.”

The taller nodded. “Complete with Christmas cards. Of course they never visited; my father had only met one of his grandchildren. My nephew, Matvey, is the black sheep of the family.” There was a twinkle in his blue eyes.

“Not Matvey our kitchen boy!”

“The very same.” Konstantin selected a small sandwich.

Licentia pouted. “I’m going to kill Mattie; he must have been laughing at me all morning.”

“Why would he be laughing at you?”

“When I said that it’s not often I meet with my guests, I meant never. Oh, there have been requests, but I have a strict no sex policy. Thus why your request surprised me.”

“I live to serve, my dear.”

Before they knew it their time was up.

“I hope that we will be able to do this again, sweet one.” Konstantin lifted a small hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the palm. “I’m afraid I will be busy the next few weeks, but I will send you a gift soon.”

“I would enjoy that.” Licentia helped his guest into his coat, enjoying the feel of solid muscle beneath his hands.

“Perhaps, little Freedom, you would allow me the honor of writing to you? To learn more of you?”

A fresh blush peppered the younger man’s cheeks. “I would enjoy that.”

Before fallowing the Maid down the stairs, Konstantin placed another kiss on his palm.

The boy had been bent near in half, ass high in the air. Off to one side was a rotating machine with several floggers attached to it.

From behind the glass dark eyes watched as the pale skin was struck again and again at a gradually increasing pace.

Faster and faster. Harder and harder. Until that milk white skin was fire red and the boy was sobbing.

Severus smirked. Oh what he could do to young Mr. Potter.

The question was, would he keep it to himself?

I apologize for the wait! I got a new job and haven’t really been writing at all. Also who can literaly say that AFF didn't want them to upload? I've been fighting with the damn site for a week. OH I need your guys opinion about Snape – good guy or bad guy?
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