The Domino Effect

Title: The Domino Effect
Author: Dr. Jeckell & Mrs. Hyde (aka Taran & Magdelena)
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry Potter/Severus Snape, Ron Weasley/Draco Malfoy (secondary pairing)
Warnings: Non-consensual sex, Violence, Adult Language, Sexual Situations, Graphic Sexual Content, Rimming, MPreg
Summary: HP/SS – Slash – Chapter 19 of 19. Harry discovers that when he kills Voldemort, all of the Death Eaters will die as well because of the bond that they share with the Dark Lord through their Marks. Harry vows to do anything it takes to allow Severus Snape to escape that fate.
Disclaimer: We do not own any of the characters herein (only the plot). All the characters in the Harry Potter universe belong exclusively to J.K. Rowling, Warner Brothers, and anyone else JKR chooses to allow to play with them. We are publishing our fanfiction writings only for our own selfish desire to be a part of their world.
Authors’ Note: Thanks to the incredibly wonderful Sev1970 for betaing this story.

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Chapter Nineteen – Freedom

They returned to their little cottage several hours, a naming ceremony and an impromptu wedding later, with baby Joshua sleeping soundly in his ‘mother’s’ arms. Harry headed straight to the bedroom to turn on the lights so Severus could put the baby to bed, but when he turned around, he saw Severus going into the nursery instead.

Harry looked at Severus quizzically. “He’s going to sleep in there tonight? I thought you didn’t want to have him in the room all by himself yet?”

Severus shrugged as he placed their son in his cot. “It might be difficult us being separated; however, we can retrieve him if he fusses. I thought that it might be a good idea if we had the room to ourselves tonight.” When Severus turned to face Harry, there was a light in those black eyes that hadn’t been there in a long time.

“Now why would we need the room to ourselves?” Harry asked coyly, his lips quirking up in a smile.

“Oh, I don’t know…” Severus said casually as he glanced at his son once more. He cast a monitoring charm over the cradle so they could hear Joshua if he needed them, before stepping past Harry towards their room. “I had thought you might… well, want to take advantage of your new husband… However, if you’re not in the mood, you can always sleep on the sofa…”

Harry growled low, and then quietly chased after Severus, catching him at the foot of their bed. He tackled the older wizard, throwing them both onto the mattress. Severus’ laughter filled the room with the sweetest sound Harry had ever heard, next to the sound of his son’s crying and cooing. Harry’s answering laughter faded quickly as he turned onto his side next to Severus. He reached out and gently pushed back a lock of ebony hair that had fallen across Severus’ face.

“I love the sound of your laughter,” Harry said softly.

Severus stopped laughing, but continued to smile at Harry, his eyes glittering with joy. “I haven’t felt like laughing in a long time. Thank you, Harry. Thank you for not giving up on me, or on us.”

Harry leaned in and kissed him, soft and slow at first, then gaining in passion and need as the kiss lingered. He rolled on top of his lover, then broke the kiss and looked down. “Are you sure you’re ready for this?” he asked, caressing Severus’ flushed face.

Severus returned the gentle touch to Harry’s cheek. “I’ve missed your touch. I crave it, I need it, Harry!”

“What about physically? Are you sure it’s alright?” Harry needed to know that Severus was ready and willing in all ways.

Severus rolled his eyes. “Harry, I’m a wizard! I was physically ready three days after Joshua was born!”

“Oh, right.” Harry smiled before capturing Severus’ lips again. Within seconds, he began undressing Severus, but got frustrated after only a couple of buttons.

“Must you always wear such difficult clothes?” Harry muttered when he broke the kiss so he could concentrate on opening the many buttons on Severus’ tunic.

“Must you always forget you’re a wizard?” Severus snapped back. He pulled out his wand and muttered a quick spell. Both his and Harry’s clothing disappeared in a crackle of magic.

Harry sat back on Severus’ thighs and glared down on him with only a touch of real annoyance.

“Well, where’s the fun in that?”

“The fun,” Severus said with a lusty glint in his eyes, “is in getting to the good stuff!” He suddenly grabbed Harry and turned them over so that he was straddling Harry’s waist. “I think this time, I’ll take control, if you don’t mind!”

Harry propped himself up on an elbow and brushed his lips against Severus’ as he spoke his next words. “Whatever you wish, angel. I am yours for the taking.”

Severus moaned, and Harry couldn’t resist capturing those sweet lips with his own. Eagerly, his tongue parted Severus’ lips, and his hand moved to the back of Severus’ neck, guiding the other wizard down on top of him, loving the feel of Severus’ weight pinning him to the bed. Severus’ long, inky locks brushed against the sides of Harry’s face, gently caressing and teasing along the younger man’s cheekbones in direct contrast to the thrusting tongue that was eagerly mapping out every corner of Harry’s mouth.

Severus reluctantly broke the kiss. He nuzzled Harry’s neck while catching his breath, then slowly started kissing his way to Harry’s throat and Adam’s apple, and then down the column of soft flesh. He paused to lick and suck at the tender skin that dipped into the base of Harry’s throat. All the while, Severus’ hands gently caressed Harry’s chest, playing with his nipples and rubbing lightly.

Severus’ mouth began following the path his hands had made until he reached one hardened nub. He sucked it into his mouth, and moaned as Harry shuddered and whimpered with pleasure. Severus then moved to the other nipple and swirled his pointed tongue around it for a moment before sucking it into his mouth as he had with the other. He looked up at Harry’s serene face and smiled around the nipple.

Severus took the nub carefully between his teeth, pulled his head back a little, and watched as the nipple was being pulled away from Harry’s chest. Hearing a gasp, Severus let go, seeing that the pleasure for Harry was now turning into pain. He kissed a soft apology to the reddening nipple.

Severus then returned to his downward descent, licking, kissing and nipping the supple flesh, his body rubbing against Harry’s. He stopped again when he reached Harry’s navel. He alternated sucking and dipping his tongue into the small indentation, tasting a little of Harry’s sweat. He looked up sharply when Harry began to giggle at the teasing of his belly button.

“Would you like me to stop?” Severus asked impishly.

“Don’t you dare,” Harry growled, his eyes twinkling with amusement. “Though you may want to try a bit lower, where I’m sure you’ll get a much different reaction.”

Severus just smiled, and then bowed back to his task. He followed the narrow trail of hair from Harry’s navel into his pubic region with his tongue. He licked at the coarse hair and pulled it with his teeth, enjoying Harry’s gasps of pleasure and slight pain. He then skirted around Harry’s weeping cock and began grazing his teeth along Harry’s thighs.

Slowly working down to Harry’s feet, Severus suckled on the younger man’s toes and bathed the soles of Harry’s feet with his tongue. When Harry again started laughing from the ticklish sensations, Severus abandoned the young wizard’s feet and started working on the underside of Harry’s muscular legs. Harry gasped louder than ever and started to squirm as soon as Severus’ tongue touched the back of his knees. Severus made sure to pay special attention to that area before moving on.

He pushed Harry’s knees up to his chest to give him complete access to Harry’s most sensitive body parts. Keeping his eyes locked on Harry’s face as best he could, he stuck out his tongue and gave a long sweep over Harry’s arsehole all the way up to the tightened balls. He stopped just before coming into contact with Harry’s precome-soaked cock.

Harry groaned as Severus once again halted his ministrations. He was already so close to the edge that being denied stimulation to his cock was torturous.

“Ruddy tease,” he murmured under his breath even as his hand moved to gather Severus’ hair back from his face.

Severus was more amorous than Harry would’ve thought he would be, but Harry would never say anything about it; he was rather enjoying his husband’s assertive side and knew they both needed this. It was not just the physical stimulation that was so overwhelming for Harry though, but also the emotional significance of this coupling. As much as Harry wanted to urge Severus on harder and faster, he knew how utterly important it was at this time to let Severus set the pace of their lovemaking.

“Yours, angel. Always and only yours,” he promised sincerely. “Please don’t stop.”

Severus’ heart skipped a beat at Harry’s term of endearment. He sighed softly, a smile tugging at his lips, then bent forward and took Harry’s straining cock fully into his mouth. His tongue swirled around the tip, then glided along the throbbing veins as he moved further down until his chin was nestled against Harry’s balls. He pulled up slowly, then down again, beginning a slow, but steady rhythm.

As Harry moaned louder and bucked his hips, Severus started to hum around Harry’s cock to the same lullaby he had soothed their son with earlier. The vibrations sent a shiver through his lover’s body that circled back through Harry’s hands on his head, and down Severus’ spine. Severus’ hums soon turned to moans of his own as both their excitement rose to levels not previously obtained.

Harry could feel his body tensing, straining towards completion, but this wasn’t how he wanted it to happen, not with Severus giving and him taking. Gently, Harry urged Severus up, tugging at his hair. “Gods… Severus, feels so good, but not yet. Not without you.”

“I had no intention of allowing you to come yet, lover,” Severus whispered seductively as he crawled up Harry’s sweat-slickened body.

Harry was already breathing heavily, but when his eyes locked with Severus’, the depth of emotions – trust, love, and desire – were enough to steal his breath away for a moment.

His breath finally whooshed out in a moan as he felt Severus’ cock sliding against his own while his lover moved up higher in the bed. One of Harry’s hands moved down to Severus’ hip, encouraging Severus’ weight down on top of him even as he spread his legs.

“Fuck me, Sev. Need you to be inside of me when we come.”

Severus ignored the plea, choosing that moment to stretch out and cover Harry like a heated blanket. Capturing his bondmate’s lips in a searing kiss, he grazed his hips against Harry’s, rubbing their cocks together. He then climbed higher until he was sitting on Harry’s chest. He swiped his cock over Harry’s lips, making them glisten with his pre-come. Severus allowed Harry’s questing tongue to make contact with the tip, then pulled away teasingly. He loved the way Harry’s eyes flashed with lust and mild annoyance.

Slowly he gave in, letting Harry suck first on just the reddened head and then the length of his cock, as he slid it past Harry’s luscious lips. His breath caught in his throat at the beauty of Harry’s lips wrapped around his gently thrusting pole and he had to fight against climaxing too soon.

When Harry began swallowing, his throat closing and opening around Severus’ throbbing member, Severus threw his head back and began fucking into Harry’s mouth faster. He almost missed pulling out before the point of no return, but his mind was faster than his lust and he was able to retreat from Harry’s heated mouth before it was too late.

Severus sat back on Harry’s chest to regain his breath. Harry’s warm hands, which had been holding his arse and urging him forward, now ran soothingly up and down his sides. Severus closed his eyes and concentrated on the feel of Harry’s fast-rising chest and thumping heart. When he had calmed down, he scooted back and leaned forward for an electrifying kiss.

Staying on Harry’s chest, he reached for the bottle of lube that was sitting on the nightstand. When he had it, he broke off the kiss and moved further back. He opened the bottle and poured a generous amount into his hand. Grabbing onto both their cocks, he smeared them with the warm, slick substance and began slowly masturbating them together.

Severus smiled seductively at Harry, then released their cocks. He moved his hips further until Harry’s hard cock was behind him, sliding across the crack of his arse.

Harry’s glazed eyes snapped up to meet Severus’ questioningly. “Sev, what are you doing?” he croaked out, forcing down the urge to flex his hips up and bury himself in the sweet heat of Severus’ channel. “I thought… I mean I had assumed that you’d want…”

Harry blew out a breath, trying to calm himself enough to form a coherent thought. “I had assumed you’d want to fuck me. I want this to be a partnership between us. You don’t have to give yourself to me like this.”

“Oh, no, lover. I said I wanted to be in control this time. I didn’t say I wanted to top!” Severus said brazenly, knowing exactly what Harry has assumed. “It IS possible for the bottom to be in control, you know.”

Severus punctuated his words by holding Harry down against the mattress firmly. He rocked his hips forward and back, sliding his cock over Harry’s stomach and teasing Harry’s cock with his arse. He let his hands roam over Harry’s chest and stomach for a moment, then leaned forward for another hot kiss.

Harry took only a moment to process the information, as Severus’ tongue plundered his mouth, before moving one hand up to cradle Severus’ cheek, breaking the kiss and pressing their foreheads together. “I know that, but it also means that you trust me not to hurt you, and Severus, that means everything to me.”

Harry moved one of his hands from Severus’ hip to encircle his cock. Bringing it up between them, he lazily gripped Severus’ shaft as well, his hand sliding easily around both organs, slickening his fingers with lubrication. After only two strokes, however, he released both shafts and slid his fingers down between Severus’ thighs.

Severus whined in protest as Harry’s hand released him, but that objection dissolved into a moan the moment he felt Harry’s now greased fingers circling his entrance.

“May I?” Harry asked, his lips brushing against Severus’ teasingly.

Severus’ voice caught for a moment, then came out as a harsh, breathless whisper. “Oh, gods, Harry! Yes, yes, anything for you!”

Severus dropped his head onto Harry’s shoulder as he pushed back to meet the questing fingers. His chest was on fire as his heart thumped heavily and his lungs labored for breath. He had always preferred being the recipient, but he had never felt so much control over his own body, and the feeling was intoxicating and dizzying. He felt himself caught in the throes of orgasm without actually ejaculating and he thought he might faint.

Harry watched the play of emotions on Severus’ expressive face, reveling in the fact that this time he had all the time in the world to enjoy the journey instead of rushing towards the eventual goal of release. However, as the minutes dragged by, and he felt Severus opening up for him, his cock twitched with anticipation, and the need to bury himself deep inside his lover became almost overwhelming.

“Need to be inside you,” Harry whispered almost brokenly.

Severus merely nodded and sat up straight. With his hands on Harry’s chest, he slid his hips down until his arse was in line with his young lover’s throbbing cock. He lifted himself up as he reached back for Harry’s prick. He knew with a glance that Harry was too excited to last long.

With agonizing slowness, he lowered his body down and accepted his lover into himself, just as he had allowed Harry into his heart. When he was fully seated, he stopped. Taking several deep breaths, Severus gave them both time to relax. He wanted, needed this to last more than a brief moment, like a couple of lusting teenagers. He needed to feel Harry in a way he had never felt with any other lover. He needed to make love for the first time in his life with someone who truly meant something to him with no strings or agendas, no coercion or pressure, just two hearts filled with love.

Severus opened his eyes slowly, looked down at the man that was now his husband and life-long partner and saw that Harry was probably struggling with the same feelings. The fact that Harry was willing to forego his own needs and let Severus set the pace, meant more to him than he could ever express with words. Freedom. He reached his shaking hands up to Harry’s face and caressed the flushed cheeks with a gentleness that belied his raging hormones.

When Harry opened his eyes and looked at him with love and understanding, Severus’ heart skipped a beat. He didn’t have to explain anything or justify himself in any way. Harry merely accepted him and waited patiently. Severus took a shuddering breath, then leaned down, careful not to dislodge Harry’s penis from its comfortable place within himself, and kissed his lover. It was slow and passionate, eager but unhurried, soft and possessive all at once.

Gently, Severus rocked forward, his lips dancing with Harry’s. He pushed back just as slowly and began a steady rhythm. When they finally broke for air, he leaned back and placed his hands on Harry’s knees for leverage, changing the angle and bringing himself more pleasure. When Harry took hold of Severus’ cock and started to pump it in time with his steady rise and fall on Harry’s body, Severus smacked his lover’s hand away and shook his head.

“Not so fast, lover-boy!” he admonished. “It will all ‘come’ in time!” Severus smirked lustily, his onyx eyes flashing with desire and amusement.

Harry groaned, closing his eyes and fisting his hands in the sheets in order to prevent himself from reaching out for Severus yet again. “Fuck, Sev. Such a bloody tease. You’re killing me here. I need to touch you.”

Severus snickered and leaned forward once more. He let his long hair dangle down, tickling Harry’s face and chest. As Harry growled in aggravation, Severus brought his lips to Harry’s ear.

“You have touched me, love. That’s why we’re here together,” he whispered softly, nipping lightly on the exposed earlobe and relishing in the shivers that ran through Harry’s body.

He sat up again and looked down on his frustrated lover, a mischievous glint in his eyes and a smirk on his lips. “Perhaps I should tie you down?” He laughed loudly when Harry barked out ‘No!’. “Well, alright then, you can touch… just not ‘there’!”

Severus slid his hands down Harry’s strong arms and interlaced their fingers together, holding them against the bed above Harry’s head. He gave his new husband a long, deep kiss, his hips rocking slowly against Harry’s. He then leaned back again, taking their hands with him. He placed Harry’s hands on his chest, then let them go, allowing his lover to openly explore his chest as he rose and fell in a steady motion.

With maddening slowness, Severus increased the pace of their lovemaking until they were both breathless again and on the edge of ecstasy. Stopping the movement of his arse against Harry’s cock, Severus fell forward and wrapped his arms around Harry’s torso. Lightning quick, he flipped them over, not dislodging himself and smiled up at his shocked partner.

\"Now, you may play!” he stated with a smug grin.

The fact that Severus was relaxed enough with Harry to laugh and tease in bed was absolutely amazing to the younger wizard. In a moment oddly reminiscent of their first night together, and mimicking Severus’ earlier actions, Harry stretched Severus\' arms above his head, linking their fingers together. His eyes closed and he leaned his forehead against Severus\' for just a moment. This time, however, it wasn\'t to pause and regain his physical control, instead it was to rein in the emotions which were threatening to overwhelm him. Although he had hoped and prayed for another chance at replacing the memories of that night, in his heart he had never truly believed he would get the opportunity.

On their first night, Harry hadn\'t been afforded the luxury of time. Voldemort\'s attempt to summon Severus had commanded Harry\'s attention, and he hadn\'t been able to simply pause for a moment and enjoy the feeling of their combined magic swirling around them each time their bodies touched. Now, Harry was taking advantage of not having to rush their lovemaking. Without consciously realizing it, Harry began rocking his hips, gently thrusting against Severus\' prostate with each flex of his pelvis.

Harry opened his eyes, and his gaze immediately fell on the simple Mark that now adorned Severus\' forearm. He almost felt compelled as he leaned forward, gently kissing the Mark. “No more masters, Severus. Just you and me… forever.”

“Forever, love,” Severus whispered. He thought for a moment, then said almost shyly, “There’s just one… Well, I…”

“What, angel?” Harry prompted, while still smoothly thrusting into Severus. “You don’t have to be scared to tell me anything.”

“It’s just…” Severus turned his face away, his cheeks coloring not from passion this time, but from embarrassment. “I liked how it felt when you were taking care of me,” he said softly.

Harry shifted his weight onto one arm so he could bring his other hand up to Severus’ cheek. He gently prodded Severus to turn his face back to him. “Angel, I plan on taking care of you for the rest of my life, but it’s going to be because you want me to, not because some bond is forcing you into accepting me as your ‘master’.”

Severus smiled warmly and turned into Harry’s caress. He planted a soft kiss on Harry’s palm, then turned Harry’s arm and kissed the Mark his love for Harry had placed for the entire world to see.

“Make love to me, Harry,” he said softly, a smile brightening his face and sparkling in his eyes. “Make love to me with as much passion and conviction as the first time. Let’s make some more magic. Just not babies, this time!” he added with a wink.

Harry shuddered out a breath, attempting to control himself and not come immediately at the seductive, flirtatious timbre of Severus’ voice. He stilled himself only for a moment before lowering again to his elbows, his hands framing Severus’ face as he slid out almost completely before slamming back inside the other wizard’s tight channel.

The two shared sloppy, urgent kisses, sometimes no more than breathing into each other’s mouths, unwilling to deny themselves the sheer pleasure of being connected in as many places as possible, as Harry thrust his cock into Severus greedily. Everywhere they touched sparked magical tendrils along their nerve endings, heightening the sensual experience even more.

Their eyes locked, pupils fully dilated, as they synonymously felt their orgasms building. Though they both remained acutely aware that it wasn’t, in many ways this meeting was so perfect, so new, that it felt as if it were their first time together.

Severus arched up, one hand stretching above his head just as Harry reached out to shift position and steady himself. Harry locked his hand around Severus’ lower arm tightly, unable to stretch any further to comfortably link their fingers just as he felt his balls tightening with his impending climax. Severus felt it too, panting harshly as he clung with his free hand to Harry’s other arm, now braced against the bed by his face.

Severus screamed soundlessly as he climaxed, Harry’s name echoing through his mind. He felt as much as heard a crackle of magic as Harry, too, reached his peak and cried out his name. He felt a burn rush through his body, heating his very soul with love and peace that he had never felt before.

Forcing his eyes open, he found Harry asleep atop his chest. He fondly petted Harry’s sweat-soaked head for several moments before raising his arm to spell the lights out. When he did, he noticed the Mark on his arm had changed again.

“Harry?” he called softly, trying to rouse his lover gently. “Harry!” he said louder. “Harry, my Mark’s changed again!”

Harry’s eyes fluttered open slowly. “What?” he asked sleepily.

“Look!” Severus pointed to his arm when Harry finally raised himself up and off him.

The red lion’s head was still there, but Harry’s initials were gone. In place of the HP was now a green serpent wrapped around the lion. Underneath were the words, “Forever Love”.

Harry gasped, then looked down at his own arm. His Mark had changed as well. Just as with Severus’, the serpent had remained, but the initials were replaced with a red lion’s head and the words, “Forever Love”. Their marks were now identical, as though to announce the equality of their bond.

“I love you, Harry,” Severus whispered with more emotion than Harry could ever remember hearing from the stoic man. He felt his heart swell as his eyes filled with tears.

“I love you, too, angel,” Harry whispered back.

Severus rolled into Harry’s arms, gave him a slow kiss, then laid his head on Harry’s chest. In two short hours, he would likely be up again nursing their son, but for now he fell asleep feeling more secure and happy then ever, his dreams filled with a light that had never shone for him before.

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Severus awoke with a start. He could only assume that Harry had used the milk he had expressed earlier to give Joshua both of his overnight feedings, because according to the clock, he had slept for almost six hours straight. He sat up quickly and clutched his stomach as it rolled and gurgled ominously. He threw off his blanket and dashed through the early morning haze to the bathroom, where he proceeded to vomit into the toilet.

Breathing heavily, he rinsed out his mouth, then stared at his reflection in the mirror. A look of confusion quickly turned to dread as he glanced down at his smooth stomach. He could feel the change in his magic already. He gently caressed his stomach, almost as though he could already feel it bulging with life.

He looked back at his reflection and growled. His husband was going to pay dearly for this one!

“HARRY BLOODY POTTER!!” Severus’ voice echoed through the little cottage and down into the valley where a grocer and his wife had just begun to open their little shop.

“Hmm…” Liam mused, a mischievous smile lighting his eyes. “My dear, I do believe your services may be needed again…”

“Indeed, my love,” Josephina replied, the same smile on her lips. “And to think, only married a day and they’re already onto their second child!”

The couple laughed good-naturedly and continued with their day as though it was perfectly normal in their little village, simply accepting the presence of two powerful wizards and their little family.


THE END

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Authors’ Notes: Thank you to all of our reviewers. This story has been such a pleasure for both of us to write. Thank you for your kind reviews, your support, and for sticking with both of us while our RL\'s got ugly.

All our love,
Maggie and Taran