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Chapter 81
"How about we take down the fence in the yard? Build a trellis to grow some grapes, and you can enjoy the shade in summer, and then Albus will have a place to play."
"By the way, we can add some caterpillars to increase the protein." Snape couldn't help mumbling while sitting beside him.
"Then build a large balcony and floor-to-ceiling windows for the second floor. Anyway, we have magic defenses, so we don't have to worry about thieves sneaking through the door and picking the lock."
"...Wizards are never interested in picking locks." Snape put down his book and glanced at the enthusiastic Pott, and couldn't help but sneer.
Harry stood in front of the window, studying the small bedroom window with a ruler in his hand and gesticulating.He turned his head and glared at Snape and continued, "We'll set up two wicker chairs to see the scenery." Harry smiled at the old snot-nosed man, "Seeing 90 years old?"
The old snotling's words were all choked in his throat, even though his teeth were sharp and mean, he couldn't say anything anymore.
Harry leaned his hands on the window sill and looked out, with a misty expression on his face, and said with infinite emotion: "It's just that the scenery in this place is really fucking bad."
Snape's face suddenly turned purple, and he asked sadly, "...do you have any opinion on your husband's family?"
Harry glanced at him indifferently, "I'm just not too happy with your neighbors' messy houses."
Snape: "..."
Harry Snape's eloquence has increased sharply, and he is no longer the one who vomits blood from internal injuries in just one or two sentences.
Master Snape was very dissatisfied with this, and he loved that little Pot even more who was so irritated that his face turned red with just a few words.
But if you put it that way, Harry would definitely complain about the thick skin of the old snotlover.He clearly remembered how his face blushed silently and how it silently suffocated into purple when the old snotling was still a little snotling.But now no matter what he said or did, it was difficult to see such a spectacle anymore.
"What do you think? Make a big balcony like I said?" Harry asked again.
Snape picked up the herbal medicine book again, glanced at the small window in the room, and cleared his throat quite reservedly: "It's up to you."
"Can't you just be honest and say you like my proposal and want to grow old with me?" Harry turned and looked at Snape with his hips akimbo.
And only the top of Snape's head answered him, and he continued to immerse himself in the ocean of his knowledge.
It was hard to get Snape to open up and tell the truth.
But don't be discouraged, don't be depressed——!
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Turn an old bat into a good baby?For Snape to confide in his heart?
Harry carefully studied the potion introduction, so excited that even his little heart was shaking!
Just a few drops can turn your lover into an obedient and honest baby. Do you want to hear the love language hidden in his heart?Do you want him to obediently let you do whatever you want?As long as three Galleons, you can have it!
Under the teasing eyes of the store owner, the Weasley twins, Harry blushed calmly, and took out the money to buy two bottles.
Teasing little Albus was Harry's new hobby, and it took him two or three hours just to get him dressed and undressed.The little baby less than one year old was at the time of fun, and the chubby little face and the seemingly endless tears gave Harry infinite fun.
Albus loves to cry, even if he poked his face a little harder, the circles of his eyes would instantly turn red, and he moaned aggrievedly.But that aggrieved little appearance just hit Harry's cuteness, making him obsessed with poking this sport endlessly.
Standing behind Harry, the old snotliff couldn't help snorting as he watched Harry tease Albus with his finger up.He looked down at the whimpering Albus, stretched out his hand to pinch his little face, his expression wrinkled subtly, "Did you love to cry when you were young?"
"Huh?" Harry turned to look at Snape, "Well... of course not." Anyone who had a bully Cousin Dudley in their childhood would probably cry, but Harry didn't intend to be honest. When he came out, he asked back, "What about you?"
Snape's face froze, "...no."
Harry's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing an expression of ulterior motives.He raised his hand and pulled the small toy hanging above Albus's head, and the sparkling crystal stars made a tinkling sound.
Albus immediately forgot to cry, stared at the toy with teary eyes, and waved his hands and feet on all fours, yelling in his mouth, it seemed that he couldn't care less about crying for a while.
"Would you like something to drink?" Harry looked up at Snape.
Snape raised his eyebrows noncommittally.
Harry walked to the wine cabinet with mischievous eyes, and took out a bottle of red wine.He secretly took out the potion he bought this morning, poured a little into the wine glass, then pretended to be calm and walked back to Snape with two glasses of red wine.
Snape was kneading Albus's fleshy little feet, but his son seemed very dissatisfied, he kicked his legs and wanted to get rid of that nasty big hand.Snape couldn't help snorting, and held on to his little feet.
Albus was about to cry again with a "woo--" voice.
Harry shoved the drugged drink into Snape's hand and slapped his hand away.He had to put down his glass and picked up little Albus who was starting to cry.
"You know he loves to cry!" Harry hugged his son and made faces at him, trying to amuse the little teary bun.
Snape raised his eyebrows gloatingly, "Sometimes I doubt whether you gave birth to a son or a daughter." He shook his glass, but stopped suddenly when he was about to drink it.
Harry stared straight at Snape.
Snape glanced at Pott, and Harry was covered in white sweat. He immediately looked away and coaxed the child as if nothing happened.
The "good baby" that Harry bought has the same purpose as the Veritaserum Potion, they both use the method of slightly paralyzing people so that people can tell the truth without defense.It's just that Veritaserum is a profound potion, and this "good baby" potion is obviously just a funny little thing.
Master Snape only had to move his nose to know what Pott was up to here.
He glanced at Pote, who was guilty of a guilty conscience and used coaxing the child as a shield, and quickly picked up the cup on the table next to him and switched the two glasses.He drank the wine in one gulp, leaned against the wall and looked at Harry, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, "Give me another drink."
Harry had been secretly watching Snape, and the moment he drank the red wine, Harry felt that his life was bubbling!
Snape took his son from the buoyant Harry and carefully placed him in the crib, even bending down to kiss his little cheek.
Harry's eyes widened in surprise, the snotling had never been so close to Albus before.He believes that a father's love is serious and deep, and he has followed this principle since his son was born.And now he is like an ordinary father, with a gentle expression on his face!
It must be the effect of medicine!It was the potion that made Snape obey his inner feelings and open up to Albus!
Harry poured the wine and handed it to Snape, and he himself picked up the wine glass that was on the table before - the glass of wine that made a little fuss.The two of them had different thoughts, but they both showed a lively smile and clinked glasses with each other with great interest.
Harry raised his head and downed the wine, staring at Snape expectantly, just a small glass of red wine made his face flush, he clutched the goblet nervously, moved closer to Snape general.
He leaned forward intoxicated, "...you, do you love me?"
The corners of Snape's mouth twitched visibly, and he glanced quickly at the little Albus who was lying on the crib, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he finally understood Pot's ulterior motives.Looking at Harry, he replied, "Of course."
But apparently Harry wasn't satisfied, "Say—you love me."
The corners of the mouth that were originally raised slowly turned into a smile.Harry was a little dazed, staring blankly at Snape, and couldn't help but move forward again.
Snape whispered, "You love me—"
Harry: "...it means - you, love, me!"
"Yes, you love me."
"...No! It's you—no—I love you!"
Snape's smile became brighter, and the gloominess of the old Slytherin bats seemed to be taken away by the sun.He squinted, his black eyes glowing, "I know, of course you love me—"
Harry: "..."
Pot was sad and angry.
He spent money on potions that he had bought with great anticipation and this was the result!Who is happy to come, who is so excited that the liver is shaking? !Whoever trembles is an idiot——!
Harry was so angry that his face was flushed, he poked his finger on Snape's chest vigorously, and said every word: "Say to me—I, love, you—!"
The laughter seemed to come from inside Snape's chest, deep and magnetic, and he said in a laughing voice, "I love you."
Harry's hand, which had been planning to keep poking it down, suddenly stopped, and he looked at Snape with his mouth wide open comically, his fingers still hanging in mid-air.
Harry's face flushed suddenly, uncontrollably, involuntarily, flushed.He couldn't help showing a smirk, and the powerful armament that he had honed after marriage was completely removed at once, as if he had returned to the time when he and the snot-nosed man went to school together, so stupid and simple.
The tall man raised his hand and pulled Harry's disheveled hair a few times.
Harry's expression could be described as sunny, with a smile on his face that even the sun was ashamed of, and he looked at Snape proudly, as if he was his subordinate.Little Albus lay prone on the bed, slapped the bed with his hands and feet, and started yelling while spitting bubbles.
Harry raised his chin and looked at Snape, "Say it again."
Snape couldn't hold back, and snorted, "I, love, you."
Harry looked up at Snape, his green eyes were like spring, and he was full of energy, "Do it again—"
Snape felt like he was going to die, but he spoke anyway, stroked Harry's face, and said, "I love you."
Po Te blissfully bubbled up, "Say it again—" The little happy bubbles kept popping up one after another, "Say it again, say it again—say it ten thousand times—!"
Snape: "..."
Harry grabbed Snape's hair that was hanging down his face, tugged it lightly, and when Snape bowed his head obediently, he leaned forward and kissed his big nose.He nuzzled the tip of Snape's nose affectionately, "I love you too."
Snape's eyes looked straight at Harry, never brighter and more intense.Maybe he is no longer young, and life is getting more and more ordinary. They are no longer shy or unwilling to give up an inch for a little thing like a stupid boy.But Snape felt that his life had never been happier.
"How much do you love me?" Snape looked at Harry and asked a silly question like a young girl in love.
"I love you so much, just like you love me." Harry almost blurted out.
"But are you obsessed with yourself?"
"I'm just obsessed with..." Harry seemed to wake up suddenly, he wanted to shut up and stop himself from saying more nasty words, but he couldn't control his mouth, "——you."
Snape hugged Harry, resting his chin on the top of his head, and sneaked a smile - a happy, gentle, wide smile.
He rubbed his chin against Harry's soft hair. "What do you think about adding a brother or sister to Albus?"
Harry was startled: "No!"
Snape's happiness dropped by five percentage points in an instant, he let go of his arm and looked at Harry, "Why?"
"I don't want to have any more children," Harry replied quickly.
"Why don't you want to have another child?" Snape asked persuasively, looking at his white and soft son.
Harry's lips twitched, and he frowned tangledly, as if he was a little reluctant, but he couldn't help confiding the truth: "...will destroy...the figure."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Harry's face turned red instantly, and he wrinkled his face regretfully, but he poured out all the words in his heart as if he had opened up a chatterbox: "My hard-worked abs are gone, and, And..." Harry wanted to cover his mouth, but Snape pulled his hand away sinisterly, Harry looked at Snape in horror, but the next sentence had already blurted out: "And the ass also changed Big!"
After saying all this, Harry seemed to have regained his freedom. He shook off Snape's hand, "What did you do to me...?!" He suddenly remembered what he had done to Snape. Nepe's medicine, "I order you to answer my question!"
Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, but his mouth remained calmly closed.
Harry gave a few more orders, Snape still looked at him motionless.Harry's expression turned terrified instantly, he pushed Snape away and ran towards the door quickly.
"Stop!" Snape shot back forcefully. "I order you - come back!"
Harry's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and stopped at the door. Harry tried his best to hold the doorknob, but his hand seemed to be out of control, not only did not open the door, but even retracted it.With an expression of disbelief on his face, Harry walked back to Snape.
Old Snotluck raised his eyebrows a little higher, "I didn't expect—"
After Harry finished his order, he regained his freedom, and beat Snape angrily, "You despicable fellow!"
"I just returned what you gave me, Pott." Snape had a smug expression on his face, "And now—do you still love me?"
Harry's lips quivered, "...love—"
"Oh - you still love me even though I'm a mean fellow?" Snape grabbed the back of Harry's neck and bit his honest lip, "Praise the infatuated Harry, praise your potion tricks -"
Harry struggled in grief and anger, "You...you..."
Snape hugged his waist tightly, and pressed him on the bed in the bedroom, "I'm curious—do you like me to fuck you?" Snape showed a sinister smile.
Harry's body froze immediately, he even forgot to resist, his face was burning hot and even his eye sockets were red, "Like...like..."
Snape took a deep breath, pulled off his collar forcefully, his whole body almost fell on Harry's body, "So, is it comfortable?"
Harry turned his head to cover his face, and wailed in pain, "You're damn...comfortable!"
Snape let out a groan from his throat. He seemed to want to ask something more, but he just opened his mouth, but no sound came out.He took off Harry's shirt and leaned down to kiss his body.
Even when Harry grew up, he couldn't be considered a strong man.His build was lean, but powerful.Harry's muscular lines were once Snape's favorite. His thin body seemed to hide infinite energy. He defeated the Dark Lord twice. He did what many people could not, including melting a Snape. The Heart of Old Bat Lytlin.
He loves everything about him Harry.
Snape stroked Harry's naked upper body, from chest to belly.The muscular lines he once loved were gone. Although the abdomen was still flat and free of fat, the abs that Harry was so proud of had completely turned into soft flesh due to pregnancy.Not to mention the buttocks, the buttocks, which used to be difficult to pinch, are now soft and fleshy. Such a figure is not so much a hero, but someone's young master.
Harry's breathing gradually became heavy, and he stretched his upper body up with great effort, leaned closer to Snape and kissed him.
There was a soft clicking sound in the room, the kiss was not intense, even a little slow, but it was ambiguous and erotic.Harry's tongue, which was licking Snape's lips, was sucked into his mouth, treated as if he wanted to eat a popsicle, Harry let out a moan, his face became more and more red, and he could barely support his body.
Snape let out a sigh, kissed Harry one last time on the lips, and turned to his earlobe.
He used to have a strong obsession with Harry's earlobe. When he was young, he watched Harry's earlobe turn red because of him. At that time, his only thought was to kiss it.
Now, Snape could kiss anywhere he wanted, as long as his tongue could touch it.
Snape's tongue got into Harry's ear, irritating the sensitive nerves in the ear, Harry shuddered suddenly, and let out a short moan, "Quick..."
Little Albus in the crib followed with a short babble.
Harry suddenly regained some sense, he lay stiffly on the desk, "Wait...! Albus is watching!"
Little Albus, blinking with big green eyes, was looking at his fathers, staring at them as if he had discovered a new toy, his little round powdery face looked extraordinarily lively and cute.
Snape glanced at his son with a raised eyebrow, drew out his wand and erected a barrier around the crib, blocking Albus's view.
His hand continued down, gently stroking along Harry's waist, and finally rested on his buttocks.Snape lowered his head and whispered in Harry's ear, "Lie down on the bed, Pot, stick your ass up."
The restless lust and shame almost made Harry die of shame, but he couldn't control himself at all.He supported the bed with his hands, stood on the ground with his legs, and raised his white and round buttocks to his husband.
Harry heard Snape laughing, lowly but he heard it, which made Harry feel ashamed.But then, he felt Snape caressing his buttocks, slowly and gently, his fingers ran along the buttocks, then slowly swept across the crotch, and finally gently stroked his erect cock.
Restless lust spread all over his body, and Harry couldn't support his upper body anymore, so he lay prone on the bed.Only the buttocks were still pouted, as if he was still carrying out orders and pleasing his master.
Snape was always willing to accept this kind of flattery. He held Harry's cock and heard Harry let out a suppressed groan.Fingers pinched the top of the doppelgänger and kneaded it viciously, forcibly opening the closed small hole, and scraping gently with his nails again and again, stimulating the sensitive top.
Harry's breathing became more and more rapid, "Severus—"
Snape picked up a small bottle from the bedside table and placed it in front of Harry.He leaned down and kissed his back as a reward, "Smear it on in front of me..." Snape's throat tightened, "Wipe it yourself."
Snape thoughtfully uncapped the bottle, spread the grease on Harry's fingers, and even put his hand behind Harry's back.
Harry was desperate, he felt his fingers moving, stroking the entrance, a burst of itching came, he couldn't help shaking his waist, spreading his legs like a slut and masturbating in front of his husband ...!
"No...stop..." Harry cried.
Snape's eyes were fixed on Harry's fingers, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound, but the whisper, as if a poisonous snake spewed a message, was still accurately conveyed to Harry: "Cut go in..."
Harry whimpered and pushed his fingers into the opening, slowly pushing in until his entire finger was in.Harry's face was buried in the bed, and there was a muffled whimper.
A tingling sensation came from the acupoint, and the fingers moved slowly, every movement brought an unbearable pleasure.
Harry would never admit that he felt pleasure, he would never admit that he couldn't help moaning, much less that playing with himself could give such intense pleasure.But his fingers were getting deeper and deeper, he remembered what Snape had done to him, and tried his best to touch the most sensitive point in his body, but he couldn't find a way.The embarrassment of being up and down tormented Harry, he swung his waist, moved his fingers faster and faster, and finally cried out in despair.
But Snape still refused to help him.
Harry felt like he was being tortured crazy!His whole body was clamoring for an orgasm, his front was painful, but his back was empty and itchy, a single finger drove him into madness but he couldn't get out of it no matter what.He called Snape, moaning sweetly, begging his husband for more pleasure.
Suddenly, Harry's hand was pulled away, and he couldn't help but let out a cry, swinging his body back and rubbing against Snape's legs.
But Snape backed away.
Harry reached out and grabbed Snape's clothes in a panic, as if he was really about to cry.
Snape picked up the potion bottle next to him and held it in front of Harry's eyes. He bent down and brought it close to Harry's ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "This is my new birth potion, Harry. ,' he kissed Harry's flushed cheek, "are you sure you want to continue—?"
Harry's body froze, he stared at Snape angrily with his watery green eyes widened in disbelief, the cunning old man seemed to have accidentally rubbed against Harry's side, the friction of the thick cloth almost made him Harry groaned.Frustrated, he bought his face back into the soft bed surface, "Just do it!"
Snape raised a malicious smile, put his big hand on Harry's buttocks, and only after hearing Harry's groan, he took off his underwear slowly.
Amid Harry's annoyed cries, Snape hugged Harry's waist, and rushed straight into his body.
Harry moaned in despair, his whole body trembling with pleasure, but even though Snape's attack was swift and fierce, he still felt that it wasn't enough.The little slut gasped and begged, "Sev...please, push harder! Mmm..."
Snape pressed Harry hard, and he stopped abruptly, "Do you love me?"
Harry writhed with desire and dissatisfaction, seeking pleasure, he yelled incoherently: "Love...ah, love you!"
Snape slapped Harry on the ass, "Naughty little whore..."
There was a jerk in the backside, and the little whore wailed, "Severus...!"
******
"Ouch!" Harry spit out the last bit of his stomach while lying on his stomach next to the toilet.He held his stomach in embarrassment and stood up, rinsed his mouth with water, the sour and bitter taste in his mouth was extremely uncomfortable.
He wiped his mouth and turned to see Snape standing in the bathroom door.
Snape was wearing a black wizard's robe. Although the style is monotonous and plain, it is not difficult to see that it is well-made from your smooth tailoring, textured fabric, and exquisite metal buttons on the collar and cuffs.
The tall and serious Snape looked extraordinarily imposing in such a suit. If you want to talk about that style, I am afraid that even Cornelius Fudge is not tall.
Harry looked at him, his eyes looked like they were about to burst into flames!
It can be said that the snot-nosed man has been proud of himself recently.Professor Slughorn resigned from the position of Potions Professor due to his advanced age, and finally became the Potions Professor as Snape wished.Before that, he submitted a job change application to Professor McGonagall almost every year, as if he and Professor Slughorn had an enmity.
Snape is doing well now, but what about Harry?
Holding the toilet to act cute?
Too fucking cheating!
Harry backed away from Snape angrily, sat on the sofa, hugged little Albus who was heartbroken and wept silently, making a bitter look like father and son depended on each other.
Snape strode up to Harry, picked up his son and put him in the pram, and wiped his tears with Pott.He straightened Harry's crooked clothes, put on his hat again, and said in a stern tone: "Be honest and go to the abortion class with Black, and don't even think about touching your fancy!"
Harry wrinkled his face and stared at the old snotling: "It's all you! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have another child!"
"I didn't force you." Snape looked down at Pott, "You begged me."
"That's because there's an aphrodisiac in your damn pill—!"
Snape snorted triumphantly, "Yeah, it looks like your joke potion and my birth potion are really a perfect match."
Harry was too angry to speak.
A green flame was lit in the fireplace, and a tall man came out of the fireplace, he greeted politely, and walked to Harry's side, "I'll take him away, Sirius is waiting in the hospital. I'll get him back safely, don't worry Severus."
Little Albus in the stroller screamed, waving his limbs and laughing at the man, and spit out bubbles of saliva from his mouth.The bubble grew bigger and bigger, almost as big as his face, and finally burst with a soft "pop".
"Aha, your magic power is really good, boy!" The man picked up little Albus, lifted him up high, and made Albus giggle.
"Lupine!" Snape snatched his son into his arms, "Time is running out, don't forget your mother Scott will be visiting this afternoon." Snape glanced at Harry, With a reluctance Pot walked to the fireplace.
Before leaving, he plucked two handfuls of Pot's ever-unmanageable hair, kissed his forehead, and handed him over to Remus, watching the green flames ignite, bringing his lover to the St. Mungo's Hospital.
Snape turned his head to look at little Albus in his arms, his eyes were fixed on the fireplace, something interesting just appeared there!He waved his little paws and stretched them into the fireplace, yelling.
"What the hell." Snape couldn't help laughing, and turned around with his son in his arms and put him back in the stroller.
He clapped his hands, and a house-elf appeared in the room, his huge tennis-ball eyes fixed on the little owner in the stroller, and said eagerly, "What do you need Dobby for, sir?"
"Go and take him back to the room and put him to bed." Snape went to the full-length mirror and straightened his clothes. "I'll be back before dinner." He was about to walk into the fireplace when he suddenly said to Dobby: "Don't Tell him the history of the goblin rebellion as a bedtime story."
Dobby quickly bowed, but muttered in a low voice: "It's better than you telling him "Halloween Horror"."
A green flame ignited in the fireplace again, little Albus stared at the beautiful Dongdong with his eyes wide open, his black father walked into the beautiful flame, and disappeared with a buff.
Snape returned to the Potions Office at Hogwarts with a snap. He picked up the lesson plan prepared on the desk, strode out of the room and rushed to the classroom.
At this moment, his expression is ferocious, who told you that Potions Professor is a happy job?A troll is a troll, even if they leave the DADA classroom and enter the potion classroom, they still cannot become human!
"Now, get out your pens and paper," Snape said, looking sternly at his students, "and don't give me any chance to deduct points from you. It's not difficult at all, as long as your pots don't explode .”
"By the way, we can add some caterpillars to increase the protein." Snape couldn't help mumbling while sitting beside him.
"Then build a large balcony and floor-to-ceiling windows for the second floor. Anyway, we have magic defenses, so we don't have to worry about thieves sneaking through the door and picking the lock."
"...Wizards are never interested in picking locks." Snape put down his book and glanced at the enthusiastic Pott, and couldn't help but sneer.
Harry stood in front of the window, studying the small bedroom window with a ruler in his hand and gesticulating.He turned his head and glared at Snape and continued, "We'll set up two wicker chairs to see the scenery." Harry smiled at the old snot-nosed man, "Seeing 90 years old?"
The old snotling's words were all choked in his throat, even though his teeth were sharp and mean, he couldn't say anything anymore.
Harry leaned his hands on the window sill and looked out, with a misty expression on his face, and said with infinite emotion: "It's just that the scenery in this place is really fucking bad."
Snape's face suddenly turned purple, and he asked sadly, "...do you have any opinion on your husband's family?"
Harry glanced at him indifferently, "I'm just not too happy with your neighbors' messy houses."
Snape: "..."
Harry Snape's eloquence has increased sharply, and he is no longer the one who vomits blood from internal injuries in just one or two sentences.
Master Snape was very dissatisfied with this, and he loved that little Pot even more who was so irritated that his face turned red with just a few words.
But if you put it that way, Harry would definitely complain about the thick skin of the old snotlover.He clearly remembered how his face blushed silently and how it silently suffocated into purple when the old snotling was still a little snotling.But now no matter what he said or did, it was difficult to see such a spectacle anymore.
"What do you think? Make a big balcony like I said?" Harry asked again.
Snape picked up the herbal medicine book again, glanced at the small window in the room, and cleared his throat quite reservedly: "It's up to you."
"Can't you just be honest and say you like my proposal and want to grow old with me?" Harry turned and looked at Snape with his hips akimbo.
And only the top of Snape's head answered him, and he continued to immerse himself in the ocean of his knowledge.
It was hard to get Snape to open up and tell the truth.
But don't be discouraged, don't be depressed——!
Weasley's Magic and Tricks Store newly launched the sex blessing brand "Good Baby" potion, allowing you to experience the happiest, most beautiful, and touching confession in the world-buy one get one free, don't miss it when you pass by!
Turn an old bat into a good baby?For Snape to confide in his heart?
Harry carefully studied the potion introduction, so excited that even his little heart was shaking!
Just a few drops can turn your lover into an obedient and honest baby. Do you want to hear the love language hidden in his heart?Do you want him to obediently let you do whatever you want?As long as three Galleons, you can have it!
Under the teasing eyes of the store owner, the Weasley twins, Harry blushed calmly, and took out the money to buy two bottles.
Teasing little Albus was Harry's new hobby, and it took him two or three hours just to get him dressed and undressed.The little baby less than one year old was at the time of fun, and the chubby little face and the seemingly endless tears gave Harry infinite fun.
Albus loves to cry, even if he poked his face a little harder, the circles of his eyes would instantly turn red, and he moaned aggrievedly.But that aggrieved little appearance just hit Harry's cuteness, making him obsessed with poking this sport endlessly.
Standing behind Harry, the old snotliff couldn't help snorting as he watched Harry tease Albus with his finger up.He looked down at the whimpering Albus, stretched out his hand to pinch his little face, his expression wrinkled subtly, "Did you love to cry when you were young?"
"Huh?" Harry turned to look at Snape, "Well... of course not." Anyone who had a bully Cousin Dudley in their childhood would probably cry, but Harry didn't intend to be honest. When he came out, he asked back, "What about you?"
Snape's face froze, "...no."
Harry's eyes suddenly narrowed, revealing an expression of ulterior motives.He raised his hand and pulled the small toy hanging above Albus's head, and the sparkling crystal stars made a tinkling sound.
Albus immediately forgot to cry, stared at the toy with teary eyes, and waved his hands and feet on all fours, yelling in his mouth, it seemed that he couldn't care less about crying for a while.
"Would you like something to drink?" Harry looked up at Snape.
Snape raised his eyebrows noncommittally.
Harry walked to the wine cabinet with mischievous eyes, and took out a bottle of red wine.He secretly took out the potion he bought this morning, poured a little into the wine glass, then pretended to be calm and walked back to Snape with two glasses of red wine.
Snape was kneading Albus's fleshy little feet, but his son seemed very dissatisfied, he kicked his legs and wanted to get rid of that nasty big hand.Snape couldn't help snorting, and held on to his little feet.
Albus was about to cry again with a "woo--" voice.
Harry shoved the drugged drink into Snape's hand and slapped his hand away.He had to put down his glass and picked up little Albus who was starting to cry.
"You know he loves to cry!" Harry hugged his son and made faces at him, trying to amuse the little teary bun.
Snape raised his eyebrows gloatingly, "Sometimes I doubt whether you gave birth to a son or a daughter." He shook his glass, but stopped suddenly when he was about to drink it.
Harry stared straight at Snape.
Snape glanced at Pott, and Harry was covered in white sweat. He immediately looked away and coaxed the child as if nothing happened.
The "good baby" that Harry bought has the same purpose as the Veritaserum Potion, they both use the method of slightly paralyzing people so that people can tell the truth without defense.It's just that Veritaserum is a profound potion, and this "good baby" potion is obviously just a funny little thing.
Master Snape only had to move his nose to know what Pott was up to here.
He glanced at Pote, who was guilty of a guilty conscience and used coaxing the child as a shield, and quickly picked up the cup on the table next to him and switched the two glasses.He drank the wine in one gulp, leaned against the wall and looked at Harry, pretending to be a wolf with a big tail, "Give me another drink."
Harry had been secretly watching Snape, and the moment he drank the red wine, Harry felt that his life was bubbling!
Snape took his son from the buoyant Harry and carefully placed him in the crib, even bending down to kiss his little cheek.
Harry's eyes widened in surprise, the snotling had never been so close to Albus before.He believes that a father's love is serious and deep, and he has followed this principle since his son was born.And now he is like an ordinary father, with a gentle expression on his face!
It must be the effect of medicine!It was the potion that made Snape obey his inner feelings and open up to Albus!
Harry poured the wine and handed it to Snape, and he himself picked up the wine glass that was on the table before - the glass of wine that made a little fuss.The two of them had different thoughts, but they both showed a lively smile and clinked glasses with each other with great interest.
Harry raised his head and downed the wine, staring at Snape expectantly, just a small glass of red wine made his face flush, he clutched the goblet nervously, moved closer to Snape general.
He leaned forward intoxicated, "...you, do you love me?"
The corners of Snape's mouth twitched visibly, and he glanced quickly at the little Albus who was lying on the crib, and couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth, he finally understood Pot's ulterior motives.Looking at Harry, he replied, "Of course."
But apparently Harry wasn't satisfied, "Say—you love me."
The corners of the mouth that were originally raised slowly turned into a smile.Harry was a little dazed, staring blankly at Snape, and couldn't help but move forward again.
Snape whispered, "You love me—"
Harry: "...it means - you, love, me!"
"Yes, you love me."
"...No! It's you—no—I love you!"
Snape's smile became brighter, and the gloominess of the old Slytherin bats seemed to be taken away by the sun.He squinted, his black eyes glowing, "I know, of course you love me—"
Harry: "..."
Pot was sad and angry.
He spent money on potions that he had bought with great anticipation and this was the result!Who is happy to come, who is so excited that the liver is shaking? !Whoever trembles is an idiot——!
Harry was so angry that his face was flushed, he poked his finger on Snape's chest vigorously, and said every word: "Say to me—I, love, you—!"
The laughter seemed to come from inside Snape's chest, deep and magnetic, and he said in a laughing voice, "I love you."
Harry's hand, which had been planning to keep poking it down, suddenly stopped, and he looked at Snape with his mouth wide open comically, his fingers still hanging in mid-air.
Harry's face flushed suddenly, uncontrollably, involuntarily, flushed.He couldn't help showing a smirk, and the powerful armament that he had honed after marriage was completely removed at once, as if he had returned to the time when he and the snot-nosed man went to school together, so stupid and simple.
The tall man raised his hand and pulled Harry's disheveled hair a few times.
Harry's expression could be described as sunny, with a smile on his face that even the sun was ashamed of, and he looked at Snape proudly, as if he was his subordinate.Little Albus lay prone on the bed, slapped the bed with his hands and feet, and started yelling while spitting bubbles.
Harry raised his chin and looked at Snape, "Say it again."
Snape couldn't hold back, and snorted, "I, love, you."
Harry looked up at Snape, his green eyes were like spring, and he was full of energy, "Do it again—"
Snape felt like he was going to die, but he spoke anyway, stroked Harry's face, and said, "I love you."
Po Te blissfully bubbled up, "Say it again—" The little happy bubbles kept popping up one after another, "Say it again, say it again—say it ten thousand times—!"
Snape: "..."
Harry grabbed Snape's hair that was hanging down his face, tugged it lightly, and when Snape bowed his head obediently, he leaned forward and kissed his big nose.He nuzzled the tip of Snape's nose affectionately, "I love you too."
Snape's eyes looked straight at Harry, never brighter and more intense.Maybe he is no longer young, and life is getting more and more ordinary. They are no longer shy or unwilling to give up an inch for a little thing like a stupid boy.But Snape felt that his life had never been happier.
"How much do you love me?" Snape looked at Harry and asked a silly question like a young girl in love.
"I love you so much, just like you love me." Harry almost blurted out.
"But are you obsessed with yourself?"
"I'm just obsessed with..." Harry seemed to wake up suddenly, he wanted to shut up and stop himself from saying more nasty words, but he couldn't control his mouth, "——you."
Snape hugged Harry, resting his chin on the top of his head, and sneaked a smile - a happy, gentle, wide smile.
He rubbed his chin against Harry's soft hair. "What do you think about adding a brother or sister to Albus?"
Harry was startled: "No!"
Snape's happiness dropped by five percentage points in an instant, he let go of his arm and looked at Harry, "Why?"
"I don't want to have any more children," Harry replied quickly.
"Why don't you want to have another child?" Snape asked persuasively, looking at his white and soft son.
Harry's lips twitched, and he frowned tangledly, as if he was a little reluctant, but he couldn't help confiding the truth: "...will destroy...the figure."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Harry's face turned red instantly, and he wrinkled his face regretfully, but he poured out all the words in his heart as if he had opened up a chatterbox: "My hard-worked abs are gone, and, And..." Harry wanted to cover his mouth, but Snape pulled his hand away sinisterly, Harry looked at Snape in horror, but the next sentence had already blurted out: "And the ass also changed Big!"
After saying all this, Harry seemed to have regained his freedom. He shook off Snape's hand, "What did you do to me...?!" He suddenly remembered what he had done to Snape. Nepe's medicine, "I order you to answer my question!"
Snape raised his eyebrows slightly, but his mouth remained calmly closed.
Harry gave a few more orders, Snape still looked at him motionless.Harry's expression turned terrified instantly, he pushed Snape away and ran towards the door quickly.
"Stop!" Snape shot back forcefully. "I order you - come back!"
Harry's footsteps suddenly slowed down, and stopped at the door. Harry tried his best to hold the doorknob, but his hand seemed to be out of control, not only did not open the door, but even retracted it.With an expression of disbelief on his face, Harry walked back to Snape.
Old Snotluck raised his eyebrows a little higher, "I didn't expect—"
After Harry finished his order, he regained his freedom, and beat Snape angrily, "You despicable fellow!"
"I just returned what you gave me, Pott." Snape had a smug expression on his face, "And now—do you still love me?"
Harry's lips quivered, "...love—"
"Oh - you still love me even though I'm a mean fellow?" Snape grabbed the back of Harry's neck and bit his honest lip, "Praise the infatuated Harry, praise your potion tricks -"
Harry struggled in grief and anger, "You...you..."
Snape hugged his waist tightly, and pressed him on the bed in the bedroom, "I'm curious—do you like me to fuck you?" Snape showed a sinister smile.
Harry's body froze immediately, he even forgot to resist, his face was burning hot and even his eye sockets were red, "Like...like..."
Snape took a deep breath, pulled off his collar forcefully, his whole body almost fell on Harry's body, "So, is it comfortable?"
Harry turned his head to cover his face, and wailed in pain, "You're damn...comfortable!"
Snape let out a groan from his throat. He seemed to want to ask something more, but he just opened his mouth, but no sound came out.He took off Harry's shirt and leaned down to kiss his body.
Even when Harry grew up, he couldn't be considered a strong man.His build was lean, but powerful.Harry's muscular lines were once Snape's favorite. His thin body seemed to hide infinite energy. He defeated the Dark Lord twice. He did what many people could not, including melting a Snape. The Heart of Old Bat Lytlin.
He loves everything about him Harry.
Snape stroked Harry's naked upper body, from chest to belly.The muscular lines he once loved were gone. Although the abdomen was still flat and free of fat, the abs that Harry was so proud of had completely turned into soft flesh due to pregnancy.Not to mention the buttocks, the buttocks, which used to be difficult to pinch, are now soft and fleshy. Such a figure is not so much a hero, but someone's young master.
Harry's breathing gradually became heavy, and he stretched his upper body up with great effort, leaned closer to Snape and kissed him.
There was a soft clicking sound in the room, the kiss was not intense, even a little slow, but it was ambiguous and erotic.Harry's tongue, which was licking Snape's lips, was sucked into his mouth, treated as if he wanted to eat a popsicle, Harry let out a moan, his face became more and more red, and he could barely support his body.
Snape let out a sigh, kissed Harry one last time on the lips, and turned to his earlobe.
He used to have a strong obsession with Harry's earlobe. When he was young, he watched Harry's earlobe turn red because of him. At that time, his only thought was to kiss it.
Now, Snape could kiss anywhere he wanted, as long as his tongue could touch it.
Snape's tongue got into Harry's ear, irritating the sensitive nerves in the ear, Harry shuddered suddenly, and let out a short moan, "Quick..."
Little Albus in the crib followed with a short babble.
Harry suddenly regained some sense, he lay stiffly on the desk, "Wait...! Albus is watching!"
Little Albus, blinking with big green eyes, was looking at his fathers, staring at them as if he had discovered a new toy, his little round powdery face looked extraordinarily lively and cute.
Snape glanced at his son with a raised eyebrow, drew out his wand and erected a barrier around the crib, blocking Albus's view.
His hand continued down, gently stroking along Harry's waist, and finally rested on his buttocks.Snape lowered his head and whispered in Harry's ear, "Lie down on the bed, Pot, stick your ass up."
The restless lust and shame almost made Harry die of shame, but he couldn't control himself at all.He supported the bed with his hands, stood on the ground with his legs, and raised his white and round buttocks to his husband.
Harry heard Snape laughing, lowly but he heard it, which made Harry feel ashamed.But then, he felt Snape caressing his buttocks, slowly and gently, his fingers ran along the buttocks, then slowly swept across the crotch, and finally gently stroked his erect cock.
Restless lust spread all over his body, and Harry couldn't support his upper body anymore, so he lay prone on the bed.Only the buttocks were still pouted, as if he was still carrying out orders and pleasing his master.
Snape was always willing to accept this kind of flattery. He held Harry's cock and heard Harry let out a suppressed groan.Fingers pinched the top of the doppelgänger and kneaded it viciously, forcibly opening the closed small hole, and scraping gently with his nails again and again, stimulating the sensitive top.
Harry's breathing became more and more rapid, "Severus—"
Snape picked up a small bottle from the bedside table and placed it in front of Harry.He leaned down and kissed his back as a reward, "Smear it on in front of me..." Snape's throat tightened, "Wipe it yourself."
Snape thoughtfully uncapped the bottle, spread the grease on Harry's fingers, and even put his hand behind Harry's back.
Harry was desperate, he felt his fingers moving, stroking the entrance, a burst of itching came, he couldn't help shaking his waist, spreading his legs like a slut and masturbating in front of his husband ...!
"No...stop..." Harry cried.
Snape's eyes were fixed on Harry's fingers, his voice was so hoarse that he could hardly make a sound, but the whisper, as if a poisonous snake spewed a message, was still accurately conveyed to Harry: "Cut go in..."
Harry whimpered and pushed his fingers into the opening, slowly pushing in until his entire finger was in.Harry's face was buried in the bed, and there was a muffled whimper.
A tingling sensation came from the acupoint, and the fingers moved slowly, every movement brought an unbearable pleasure.
Harry would never admit that he felt pleasure, he would never admit that he couldn't help moaning, much less that playing with himself could give such intense pleasure.But his fingers were getting deeper and deeper, he remembered what Snape had done to him, and tried his best to touch the most sensitive point in his body, but he couldn't find a way.The embarrassment of being up and down tormented Harry, he swung his waist, moved his fingers faster and faster, and finally cried out in despair.
But Snape still refused to help him.
Harry felt like he was being tortured crazy!His whole body was clamoring for an orgasm, his front was painful, but his back was empty and itchy, a single finger drove him into madness but he couldn't get out of it no matter what.He called Snape, moaning sweetly, begging his husband for more pleasure.
Suddenly, Harry's hand was pulled away, and he couldn't help but let out a cry, swinging his body back and rubbing against Snape's legs.
But Snape backed away.
Harry reached out and grabbed Snape's clothes in a panic, as if he was really about to cry.
Snape picked up the potion bottle next to him and held it in front of Harry's eyes. He bent down and brought it close to Harry's ear, and said in a low and hoarse voice, "This is my new birth potion, Harry. ,' he kissed Harry's flushed cheek, "are you sure you want to continue—?"
Harry's body froze, he stared at Snape angrily with his watery green eyes widened in disbelief, the cunning old man seemed to have accidentally rubbed against Harry's side, the friction of the thick cloth almost made him Harry groaned.Frustrated, he bought his face back into the soft bed surface, "Just do it!"
Snape raised a malicious smile, put his big hand on Harry's buttocks, and only after hearing Harry's groan, he took off his underwear slowly.
Amid Harry's annoyed cries, Snape hugged Harry's waist, and rushed straight into his body.
Harry moaned in despair, his whole body trembling with pleasure, but even though Snape's attack was swift and fierce, he still felt that it wasn't enough.The little slut gasped and begged, "Sev...please, push harder! Mmm..."
Snape pressed Harry hard, and he stopped abruptly, "Do you love me?"
Harry writhed with desire and dissatisfaction, seeking pleasure, he yelled incoherently: "Love...ah, love you!"
Snape slapped Harry on the ass, "Naughty little whore..."
There was a jerk in the backside, and the little whore wailed, "Severus...!"
******
"Ouch!" Harry spit out the last bit of his stomach while lying on his stomach next to the toilet.He held his stomach in embarrassment and stood up, rinsed his mouth with water, the sour and bitter taste in his mouth was extremely uncomfortable.
He wiped his mouth and turned to see Snape standing in the bathroom door.
Snape was wearing a black wizard's robe. Although the style is monotonous and plain, it is not difficult to see that it is well-made from your smooth tailoring, textured fabric, and exquisite metal buttons on the collar and cuffs.
The tall and serious Snape looked extraordinarily imposing in such a suit. If you want to talk about that style, I am afraid that even Cornelius Fudge is not tall.
Harry looked at him, his eyes looked like they were about to burst into flames!
It can be said that the snot-nosed man has been proud of himself recently.Professor Slughorn resigned from the position of Potions Professor due to his advanced age, and finally became the Potions Professor as Snape wished.Before that, he submitted a job change application to Professor McGonagall almost every year, as if he and Professor Slughorn had an enmity.
Snape is doing well now, but what about Harry?
Holding the toilet to act cute?
Too fucking cheating!
Harry backed away from Snape angrily, sat on the sofa, hugged little Albus who was heartbroken and wept silently, making a bitter look like father and son depended on each other.
Snape strode up to Harry, picked up his son and put him in the pram, and wiped his tears with Pott.He straightened Harry's crooked clothes, put on his hat again, and said in a stern tone: "Be honest and go to the abortion class with Black, and don't even think about touching your fancy!"
Harry wrinkled his face and stared at the old snotling: "It's all you! If it wasn't for you, I wouldn't have another child!"
"I didn't force you." Snape looked down at Pott, "You begged me."
"That's because there's an aphrodisiac in your damn pill—!"
Snape snorted triumphantly, "Yeah, it looks like your joke potion and my birth potion are really a perfect match."
Harry was too angry to speak.
A green flame was lit in the fireplace, and a tall man came out of the fireplace, he greeted politely, and walked to Harry's side, "I'll take him away, Sirius is waiting in the hospital. I'll get him back safely, don't worry Severus."
Little Albus in the stroller screamed, waving his limbs and laughing at the man, and spit out bubbles of saliva from his mouth.The bubble grew bigger and bigger, almost as big as his face, and finally burst with a soft "pop".
"Aha, your magic power is really good, boy!" The man picked up little Albus, lifted him up high, and made Albus giggle.
"Lupine!" Snape snatched his son into his arms, "Time is running out, don't forget your mother Scott will be visiting this afternoon." Snape glanced at Harry, With a reluctance Pot walked to the fireplace.
Before leaving, he plucked two handfuls of Pot's ever-unmanageable hair, kissed his forehead, and handed him over to Remus, watching the green flames ignite, bringing his lover to the St. Mungo's Hospital.
Snape turned his head to look at little Albus in his arms, his eyes were fixed on the fireplace, something interesting just appeared there!He waved his little paws and stretched them into the fireplace, yelling.
"What the hell." Snape couldn't help laughing, and turned around with his son in his arms and put him back in the stroller.
He clapped his hands, and a house-elf appeared in the room, his huge tennis-ball eyes fixed on the little owner in the stroller, and said eagerly, "What do you need Dobby for, sir?"
"Go and take him back to the room and put him to bed." Snape went to the full-length mirror and straightened his clothes. "I'll be back before dinner." He was about to walk into the fireplace when he suddenly said to Dobby: "Don't Tell him the history of the goblin rebellion as a bedtime story."
Dobby quickly bowed, but muttered in a low voice: "It's better than you telling him "Halloween Horror"."
A green flame ignited in the fireplace again, little Albus stared at the beautiful Dongdong with his eyes wide open, his black father walked into the beautiful flame, and disappeared with a buff.
Snape returned to the Potions Office at Hogwarts with a snap. He picked up the lesson plan prepared on the desk, strode out of the room and rushed to the classroom.
At this moment, his expression is ferocious, who told you that Potions Professor is a happy job?A troll is a troll, even if they leave the DADA classroom and enter the potion classroom, they still cannot become human!
"Now, get out your pens and paper," Snape said, looking sternly at his students, "and don't give me any chance to deduct points from you. It's not difficult at all, as long as your pots don't explode .”
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