Deserving (Final Chapter)

Title: Deserving
Author: Moon of the Sea
Beta: Ellie but this chapter is still by Ellie. I will post the Beta version as soon as she gets it to me. I just didn’t want another week to go by without posting.
Chapter44


Harry smiled at his husband, drew the little netting around his daughter’s cradle and began to undress. Once he was divested of his clothes he climbed into bed next to his husband. Severus’ chin sunk into his chest.

“I am afraid I cannot serve you, Sir,” he said in a whisper.

Harry lifted Severus’ chin and turned his husband’s head towards him with the force of a single finger.

“I wasn’t expecting you to get lost in the Forbidden Forest, get rescued by Centaurs, give birth to my child and have sex with me all in one day’s time,” said Harry with a teasing smile. “I simply want to be by your side and hold you in my arms. Unless of course you rather I didn’t,” said Harry, worried he had overstepped some boundaries.

“Your body besides mine gives me nothing but comfort. Thank you, Sir.”

“Good,” said Harry, wrapping his arm around his husband’s back and giving him a chaste kiss on the forehead. “Now, do you want to tell me about this conversation with Amador?”

Severus nodded. “He told me that he is an orphan. Centaurs mate with women but they seldom keep them by their side. When Amador’s mother died he was taken to the Centaurs only to find out that his father had died also. All the other Centaurs picked on him because he was small and weak but things changed when Shan took a good look at him and found that he was sweet on the eyes. Shan told Amador from the get go that he was used to being in charge and that he expected Amador to be his sub. Amador confessed to me that he did not really know what that meant at the moment but he did know that the idea send chills up his spine. There was something enchanting about submitting to a powerful male like Shan.”

He looked at Harry for a reaction.

“Do you feel the same way?” whispered Harry, not wanting to scare away any confessions.

Severus nodded. Harry gave him another kiss; this time on the cheek. “Go on,” he prompted with his lips still on his husband’s cheek.

“Amador was taking a bath in the river one day when he saw Shan devouring him with his eyes. He could see the desire in the powerful male’s eyes and given the fact that centaurs do not wear clothing he could see it in other parts of his body also.”

Harry gave him a knowing look.

“Amador knew he wanted to accept Shan’s demand of being submissive to the powerful centaur, but at that moment he grew fearful and made a run for it. Shan chased him through the forest until he captured him and took him by force. Amador cried in pain. “I am sorry little one,” Shan said “but it has to be like this. Now it will be your decision to be with me or not. You will not bathe or wipe away the blood that hangs on your legs. You will not take anything for the pain. You will come to me tonight when we are all gathered by the fire pit and lay by my side. I will know then that you have decided to be my mate. Go now, wipe your tears and go to the campsite. You have chores to do.”

“Amador told me that it hurt so much to stand and even more to walk but he needed to do it. He needed to get back to the campsite and show all the other centaurs that the strongest among them had taken him, had wanted him. He was going to carry out Shan’s orders or die trying.”

“But how could he want to be with someone who hurt him?”

Severus looked at him and then looked away. Harry understood.

“Amador told me that he soon found out the privileges of being Shan’s sub. The teasing ended immediately. And that night, after everyone saw him crouched by Shan, he was taken into the cave, with Shan’s permission and bathed by the other mateless centaurs. They covered him with aromatic oils and left some next to a mat that was set for them. Shan came in and kissed him for the first time. Shan then guided Amador to the mat and inserted his finger with some pain medicine in Amador’s rectum making the pain halt immediately. He then made love to him in such a tender way that it was hard to believe that that had been the same Centaur who had violated him earlier.”

“I never understood why all the girls found Firenze so attractive, but now listening to you I can see the allure that they have,” said Harry still whispering into Severus’ ear.

“They are very appealing creatures,” said Severus with hooded eyes at his husband’s whispers and gentle touches.

“Was he always tender with Amador after that?”

Severus shook his head. “No, Sir, Shan knows Amador to be a sub and he knows how to tend to these needs.”

“How so?”

“Shan carved a plug for Amador and when he makes loved to him he keeps his seed inside his sub by plugging him. The tribe can all see when Amador has been taken by his mate.”

“That must be humiliating,” commented Harry.

Severus shook his head again. “No, Sir, Amador is proud to show that he is wanted by his mate. It is when he is not plug that he feels the humiliation. When he crosses Shan, Shan withholds sex from him and the whole tribe knows of it. As a sub it hurts to know that you cannot serve your master and it is even more painful the knowledge that everyone knows about your shortcomings.”

Harry considered these words. Severus was saying more than what his spoken words were revealing.

“Is that how Shan punishes him?”

“It is part of it. He usually uses a switch to keep Amador in check.”

“A SWITCH! But I thought you said Shan cared for Amador,” argued Harry.

“He does and therefore he tends to all his needs. When Amador does something that displeases him he uses the switch then all is forgiven and it is never mentioned again.”

Again Severus was saying volumes more than he was speaking.

“Does he have to use a switch?”


“The fact that they are centaurs and have hard skin merits the switch,” explained Severus.

“So…” Harry said leaning his head in a thinking position. “… if I wanted to discipline you I could simply use my hand,” he said tentatively.

“You may use whatever you deem necessary,” offered Severus.

“But that would be enough to tend to your needs?” asked Harry wanting to be sure that he was understanding.

Severus nodded.

“What else did he say?”

“He was about to explain a ritual they have doing the full moon when you walked in. This is why I say I would have wanted to stay longer and speak more with Amador.”

“You found it helpful; didn’t you?”

Severus nodded again.

“Maybe when you’re up to it we can go back and talk to them. I have a couple of questions I would like to ask.”

“They are not social creatures. They do not take kindly to people wondering in to their territory.”

“I think you have made a friend among them,” said Harry with a tender kiss to his husband’s forehead. “Let’s get some rest.”

No sooner had they fallen asleep when they heard Serena cry again. Harry sat upright on his side of the bed. “What is wrong with her? Should I call Poppy?” he asked walking towards the crib and grabbing his daughter in his arms.

“Sir, she is simply hungry.”

“But you just fed her,” argued Harry as he placed her in Severus’ arms.

“That was three hours ago. She will feed at least every three hours during her first couple of weeks.”

“Richard never did that.”

“I must disagree with you. Richard did have the same feeding pattern. It was always my job to tend to it without assistance.”

Harry thought back and realized that Severus was right. He had only been in on the fun parts with Richard. Things would be different this time. He remembered that Poppy had said that Severus should keep his feet up and drink plenty of water while breastfeeding. Well, his feet were up so Harry accio a glass of water from the kitchen and placed it by bed stand besides Severus. The Potions Master gave him a grateful look.

Soon they were back to sleep but an hour later Serena cried again.

“It hasn’t been three hours. There must be something wrong with her,” Harry reasoned as he picked up his crying daughter.

“Her nappy might be soil,” suggested Severus.

Harry stuck his finger in the diaper and found that Severus’ hypothesis was correct. Soon they were back to sleep but an hour and a half later Serena was demanding their attention again. By day break Harry was exhausted.

“How could you do this all by yourself,” asked Harry looking at his baby sleep now that it was time to wake up.
“Sir, because you provide for all my needs I do not have the need to work so when my child is asleep I sleep and when they wake I do the same. You must stop getting up when you hear her. You have a job to go to. Tonight I will give you a sleeping potion that will help you sleep all night no matter the rumpus that our child makes.

“No, we are doing this together. I can do this. And you need help. No one can do this alone,” protested Harry.

“Sir, you give us everything we could ever dream of: A beautiful house, clothing, an over protective elf, you do more than your share, but if you insist on doing everything I guess I should get back to my brewing also,” said Severus knowing the results that his words would have.

“What?! Brewing!!! NO Way! You have plenty on your plate with a new born and a toddler,” said an outraged Harry. “Look, I can handle it. I can work and help you out. I am sure I am not the first father to do so.”

“Yes, but as you mention Serena is not our only child, we also have Richard. And I was hoping one of us would have the energy to keep up with him, but if we are both exhausted by taking care of Serena, I feel sorry for our son already,” said Severus almost sure he had nailed the argument.

Harry considered Severus’ words. He was exhausted. He had no idea how he was going to go into work today and much less how he was going to come home and play with Richard as he always did. Severus was right as always.

“Maybe a second elf,” offered Harry.

“You will of course let me know when you are giving this information to Kreacher so I can make sure not to be in the country,” said Severus with raised eyebrows.

“I was kindda’ hoping that you would tell him. Since he does seem to take thing from you much more…”

Severus raised a hand to halt Harry’s words. “Remember that part we talked about. The part about me needing to submit to you.”


“Yeah,” said Harry cautiously.

“It did not come with an ‘I am an idiot’ clause in it,” he said adding a twisted mouth to his already gigantic eyes.


“Hey, a bloke can try,” said Harry with an attempt at a sorry puppy look that Severus was clearly not buying.

The door sprung open and before Harry knew what was happening his hands were full with Richard.

“I am back!” Richard declared. “Mr. Kingsley brought me home on his way to work. Why aren’t you working Dada?” asked Richard in one breath.

“Kings always there an hour early.”

“What’s in the basket, Dada?”

“Come and see,” said Harry pulling the little netting apart so Richard could peek at his sister.

Richard took one good look at Serena and then looked up at Harry.

“You don’t listen very well do you? I said I wanted a bunny not a little baby,” said Richard rolling his eyes.
Harry was taken aback by his son’s words and looked to Severus for help.

“Do I not get a kiss this morning?” said Severus to his son who just realized that his papa was there and climbed up to the bed to give his papa a kiss and a hug. “The little baby girl in the crib is your little sister who has come out of my belly to be part of our family.”

Richard looked down at his papa’s belly. “Do you mean she won’t be kicking you anymore?”

“I believe that I have explained to you on numerous occasions that she was not kicking me. She was merely stretching as baby tend to do,” explained Severus to his sometimes obstinate son as Harry placed Serena in Severus’ arms.

They both watched as Richard scanned Serena’s little body. He seemed intrigued by her.

“I will need a nappy,” announced Severus holding back his husband’s wand hand.

Richard jumped off the bed and got the requested item.

“Thank you, Richard you are most helpful, if only I had remembered to ask for a wet towel while you were already up,” said Severus calculating his every word.

“I can get that too,” said Richard sprinting to the washroom.

He promptly came back with the towel and gave it to his papa standing by just in case his services were needed again.

“You see, Dada, you have nothing to fear. Richard and I can take care of the baby. You can go to work knowing that Serena and I are in good hands,” said Sever throwing Harry a curve ball that to his surprise Harry got straight away.

“Dada!!! You know I can take care of my baby sister and papa. Just go to work. Mr. Kingsley is going to be very cross if you are late and I am not going to use my connections with Nicky to get you out of trouble,” warned the tiny little person.

Severus had to look away so as not to laugh. Harry was so stunned that his son knew the concept of connections that he could not utter a sound or move a muscle. When Severus gathered his strength and knew that he would not laugh he addressed his husband.

“As you can see, we do not need magic to manage. You can go to your duty with no fear of leaving us unprotected,” said Severus boosting his son’s ego.

“Dada!!! Papa and I don’t need magic. Papa is strong and very smart,” he said pointing to his own brain. “Papa doesn’t need a wand like you do,” he said looking up a Severus with adoration.

Harry closed his eyes and bowed his head with a smile puffing a light stream of air though his nostrils. Then he nuzzled up to his husband’s cheek. “You are right as always Richard. Papa is a very strong and smart man,” ending his words with a kiss to the cheek.

Richard turned red and began to taunt his fathers amongst a fit of giggles. “Papa and Dada are in love,” he chanted.

Harry ruffled his son’s hair. “I best get to work seeing as my son will not use his connections to get me out of trouble,” said Harry giving Severus, what Richard thought to be, a funny look.

***

Days went by and their family settled into a routine. Harry would get home greeting his family with hugs and kisses. He would hold Serena while Richard would narrate the events of the day and complain about how Serena needed so much of his Papa’s time. After dinner Harry would fly and play with his son. Harry felt as their bond grew stronger. He had hoped that Serena would be his little girl and to develop with her the relationship that he thought would never grow between him and his son. But Serena was totally dependent of Severus driving his son into his arms.

Almost two months had passed by when as they were getting ready for bed Severus came up behind Harry and began to kiss his neck.

“Are you sure you are ready?” Harry asked with hooded eyes.

“Sir it has been nearly two months and Serena now sleeps through the night. I have more than enough energy to tend to your needs,” whispered Severus in that voice that always reached Harry’s core.

Harry let out a puff of air and bowed his head in defeat. “I don’t want you to tend to my needs. I want your needs to be as strong as my needs,” said Harry in a voice that seemed almost childish but spoke of a very mature man.

“Sir, I have wanted you for days now. It has taken so much to work up the valor to approach you with my need,” whispered Severus.

Harry turned around and wrapped his husband in his arms. He brought his lips to the side of his husbands head and kissed it. “What am I going to do with you? Why it is so hard for you to take what is rightfully yours? That night when you initiated our intimacy I thought I had made it clear how much I enjoyed the fact that you showed me your desire.”

“You did, Sir, but I know you still must be crossed with me for my foolish acts,” said Severus lowering his head in shame.

After years of living with his husband, Harry had learned to read into his husband’s words. Harry had no memory of Severus’ actions. He had been consumed by his family and his new found relationship with Richard. But if Severus was bringing it up it was because Severus had it ever present in his mind. Harry knew how complex Severus’ mind was and he knew what had to be done. He squared his shoulders and went into task.

“You are right, Severus, we need to take care of your punishment before I can take you again,” announced Harry with a voice that shook them out of the previous mood.

Severus straightened up knowing that he deserved whatever punishment his husband dished out. His whole posture became submissive an act that did not go unnoticed by Harry.

“I guess we can start with five for the little stunt that you pulled by tying yourself up to the bed when I specifically told you that I did not want you denying yourself pleasure,” said Harry stepping back to get a whole view of his husband and his reactions.

Severus didn’t expect this from Harry. He had just thought about his foolishness during the birth of their child, but Harry was tending to all of his needs. He was making sure that Severus did not make the same mistakes again. Harry cared.

“Three more for worrying yourself sick thinking that I would not allow you to brew the potion for your little snakes. And that leads us up to your biggest offence, putting your life and our daughter’s life in peril, because I feel partly responsible for that one you will only get twelve for that which sums up to twenty.” Harry observed Severus carefully reading his little reactions. He had to make sure Severus believed that this was an appropriate punishment or he would never stop feeling guilty. “yep, twenty it is; twenty spankings should be enough,” Harry surmised but he realized that Severus reaction to this, it was minute but present and Harry caught it. Severus did not believe a mere spanking would pay for his wrong doing. “Plus I will not take you until tomorrow.”

Severus looked up at him questionably.

“I want you. You can see my desire; can’t you? But when I have to punish you for acts against your persona I have to make sure you won’t do it again. So every time I have to punish you for this reason you will be denying me my pleasure. That should make you think twice before hurting yourself.”

Severus shook his head in protest. That was not fair. It was his job to please Harry. Harry gave him everything and Severus could only repay him with pleasure. This could not be.

“Sir, please allow me to pleasure you with my mouth and hands this way you will receive all the pleasure and I will be punished for my actions by not getting any pleasure,” pleaded Severus.

“No, I want you to know that every time you hurt yourself you will be hurting me also.” Here he came back to Severus by stepping forward. “I know how little you think of yourself and how pain comes more natural to you than pleasure. But I also know that you care about me. Izzy has gone so far as to say that you love me.” Harry looked at Severus who was hiding his gaze. He could not push too hard. “I know you have never hurt me. I don’t think you will do something stupid if you know I will suffer the consequences.”

Severus felt a storm of emotions invading his soul. Why was Harry doing this? Why was he protecting him so fiercely? Why didn’t he just take a cane to him? It would be so much easier, so much easier to understand. He watch as Harry walked to the chair next to the fireplace. He watch as Harry rolled up his sleeves and waited patiently for Severus. Severus could do this. This part was easy. Yes it did mean that he had disappointed Harry but it also meant that Harry cared enough to correct his faults and not just cast him away as uncorrectable. He walked up to where Harry was waiting.

“Shall I take my clothes off?” he asked with down casted eyes.

“No, just lower your pants and bend over my knees. You don’t want to provoke me more; do you? It’s hard enough on me as it is.”

Severus felt a pang in his stomach.

“Perhaps you would consider taking me without lube. This way I would feel no pleasure and it would be part of my punishment,” said Severus trying to negotiate.

“No, and I don’t want to hear another word from you. I have told you what your punishment is and that is final. I don’t think I have to remind you who is in charge here; do I?”

Severus shook his head. No he needed no reminding. He knew that Harry was in charge that he would always be in charge. He dropped his slacks and laden with shame he bent over Harry’s knees.

Harry looked at the alabaster bottom that was facing him and could not help but to caress the skin.

“Shall I count, Sir,” came the voice from the floor where Severus’ head hung.

“No, Severus, I want you to think about what you have done,” said Harry as he landed the first blow to Severus’ bottom. One after the other they came and to Severus’ surprise they were not gentle but full blown smacks. By the tenth one Snape was biting his lips so hard he thought he might draw blood. He felt as Harry stopped and caressed his bottom.

“How are you doing? Can you manage?” asked Harry from above still caressing his sensitive cheeks.

Severus could only nod and the remaining blows rained down on him till they finally stopped. He was afraid to let out a breath. He feared he would cry.

“I am going to let you up but I do not want you to rub yourself. You can do that when you are in the bathroom alone getting ready for bed. Is that understood?” Harry watched as Severus nodded. Then he helped his husband up and watched as he pulled up his slacks. Harry waved his wand and the purple and lavender nightgown came floating from the drawer to Severus’ hands. Severus was about to complain but Harry lifted his finger in warning.

“I have to sleep with you knowing that you are fit to be taken but not being able to. I want you to look as unattractive as possible not that I think that would help much.”

This was more a punishment to Severus than a hundred smacks to his ass. He wanted to plead his case but he had been denied that option.

“Go,” was the simple order and Severus walked to the bathroom feeling the sting of his punishment with each step. Once in the washroom he rubbed his tender ass more instinctively than purposefully. Kreacher popped up and was about to snap his fingers when Severus shook his head. Kreacher bowed his head in defeat and snapped out of the bathroom allowing Severus his privacy. When he went back to the room Harry was already in bed. He lay by his husband’s side and froze when he felt Harry scoop him up in his arms. Soon he felt Harry’s rhythmical breathing that told him his husband was asleep; luxury he knew he would not obtain that night.

A/N


Hi everyone. I really thought I would be finished by now but it seems to me that there is still much healing to be done amongst our two boys. I wrote over 4,000 words in this chapter and I am nowhere near the Marked Ones getting their magic back and Single getting what is coming to him. I have mapped out what has to happen and I might get to chapter 50. Wow! I am trying to cut things but everything seems so necessary to me.

I know you might think that the whole Amador and Shan scene was unnecessary but I needed Severus to start understanding his feelings. Does that make sense??

I have a couple of new readers who have been reading and reviewing each chapter. Thanks but I need you to understand that I get your reviews by email and it does not tell me the chapter that you are reviewing. So when you say things like “I can’t believe Harry did that,” or “That was so hot” I have no idea what you are talking about LOL.

But I do want you to know I appreciate all of your reviews. I often tell the story how a good friend of mine had written a fanfic but was discourage when he saw that only 10 people were reading. I thought to myself Wow I would be so honored if 10 wanted to read something I wrote. Well almost 3,000 readers later (between both sites) I have been humbled by all of you.

Thanks,
Moon of the Sea
Luna del Mar

`