Title: Skittles (S-S-S and M-M-M)

By: Jessarie

Disclaimers: I used to own Lucius and Severus, but somebody cast a mean curse and stole them. LOL! Just kidding, not mine and no money being made. Also, Rihanna S&M is not mine, just borrowing lyrics. No copyright infringement intended.

A/N: Songfic... very M. I was listening to this song and I got this image of how it would work into a story and so now I sit here frantically trying to type it all up before I lose it, LOL! Hope you like it.

Harry Potter recent defeater of Voldemort was in a strange mood. Now that the evil Dark Lord was gone and he no longer had to be the 'Golden Boy' for everyone else, he could be himself. It was many years ago that Hermione had discovered how to get muggle devices to work inside Hogwarts and run off the magic within the castle.

Currently Harry was in such a bad mood that no one sane, or even close to sane person wanted to be around him. He was moody, snarky, and above all else mean. Harry could be seen constantly wandering about the castle with headphones in his ears and a huge grin on his face. Said grin would then evaporate whenever someone spoke to him.

Worse of all Harry never initiated a conversation anymore. One had to practically rape him to get his headphones away and then force him to speak. To say his friends were worried was an understatement. They were frantic with it. Even Ron had noticed something amiss with their friend. Of course Dumbledore had said 'Harry just needs time. Whether you understand or not, he killed someone. Voldemort was once a man same as you or me.' And then ushered them out of his office with a smile.

Severus Snape, spy for the light, knew a thing or two about being moody. He had been so mean to Harry in an effort to protect him in was insane. Severus was still the potions professor and with only a few months left in Harry's last year, he was unsure if he could repair the damage. Walking through the castle on his nightly search for students out after dark, Severus wondered how best to approach Harry. 'Maybe I should just keep him after class and tell him I really don't hate him.' Severus thought.

Rounding a corner, Severus froze. The one and only Harry Potter was sitting up against a wall, staring out a large window, watching the April rain pouring down outside. Next thing he knew he heard singing. A muggle student had explained that someone had figured out how to get muggle music devices to work on Hogwarts magic, but that was all he knew. The thin black cords dangling from Harry's ears showed he was listening to something. Creeping slightly closer, Severus paused to listen.

Feels so good being bad (Oh oh oh oh oh)
There's no way I'm turning back (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Now the pain is my pleasure cause nothing could measure (Oh oh oh oh oh)

To say Severus was shocked would be even more of an understatement. First off, Harry was a rather good singer. Second, the song sounded odd. 'Pain and pleasure. What the hell is this boy- well, he was really a man- listening to?'

Love is great, love is fine (Oh oh oh oh oh)
Out the box, outta line (Oh oh oh oh oh)
The affliction of the feeling leaves me wanting more (Oh oh oh oh oh)

Severus shock escalated more and more as he listen to the words spewing from Voldemort's defeater. 'He wants what?'

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

'There is no fucking way that this epitome of light is into chains and whips. If he is I want to play. Holy shit! No, bad Severus. There is no rule against it. Maybe, NO!' Severus was utterly confused.

Cause I may be bad, but I'm perfectly good at it
Sex in the air, I don't care, I love the smell of it
Sticks and stones may break my bones
But chains and whips excite me

"So, Professor, are you going to stare at me or what?" Harry asked pausing his song.

Harry's voice broke through Severus thoughts. "I... What are you listening to?"

"A muggle song. Rihanna, S&M." Harry answered trying to keep a straight face and failing miserably. Severus was even more shocked, 'Did Harry even know what that entitled? Probably not, what should I do?' Harry sat calmly as many emotions flickered across the Professor's face.

"S and M, I should be taking points you know, but if you follow me, I won't" Severus decided.

Harry stood and motioned with his hand, resuming play on his mp3 player. He walked next to his Professor still singing away.

Na Na Na Na
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it
Come on, come on, come on
I like it-like it

S-S-S & M-M-M
S-S-S & M-M-M

Oh, I love the feeling you bring to me, oh, you turn me on
It's exactly what I've been yearning for, give it to me strong
And meet me in my boudoir, make my body say ah ah ah
I like it-like it

"Potter, that is highly inappropriate. Shut it off!" Severus hissed stopping abruptly. Harry nodded and did as he was told wrapping up his cords and putting the whole mp3 player into his pocket. They resumed walking and a few moments later came before a stretch of empty wall and a dead end in the dungeons.

"You tell no one what you see. You behave yourself or I will take those points. Clear?" Severus asked.

"Yes, Sir." Harry responded smiling.

Severus whispered something and a portion of wall became door. Once ushered inside Harry looked around. A nicely furnished living space, desk, and small table adorned the main room. Three doors led off the opposite walls and everything was in a warm earthly color.

"I expected more green, Professor." Harry said. Severus chuckled.

"In these rooms, you may call me Severus, but no where else. Drink?" Severus said.

Once both had a drink in their hands, Severus decided to pose the question he had been wanting to ask when he first heard what Harry was singing.

"So, Harry. S and M, why that song?" Severus asked.

Harry blushed. "Umm... well, like the song says. Whips and chains excite me."

"What?" Severus was shocked again. "Explain."

Harry nodded turning if possible even more red. "I... It..." Harry closed his eyes. "Do you know what it's like to be chained to something? To willing give control to another? The feel of the chains as you struggle. The sound of the whip, although I prefer a nine- tailed flogger myself, as it crashes through the air. The pain it inflicts leaves you wanting more. The smell as all the dominance and pain becomes pleasure, turns into sexual attraction. It's exhilarating."

Harry heard uneven breathing and decided to open his eyes. A very flushed Severus Snape sat before him. "Have you ever done it? Been with someone like that."

Harry nodded. "Yes, but my partner did not believe in listening to my safe word, so I won't do it again unless I know I can trust him."

"Him, interesting." Severus said thoughtfully.

"I personally also go for the submissive side." Harry added. "I would think you would be a dom though."

Severus nodded. "Yes, I never knew. In all these years, that Harry Potter likes to be chained and whipped."

Severus thoughts were swirling. 'Would he play with me? Does he trust me enough? Could I handle it?' Little did he know Harry was thinking along the same lines.

'He's a professor. I know relationships are allowed, but to be his sub in bed. Sounds heavenly. Would he do it? Do I trust him? With my life. So why not?' Harry sighed.

He glanced up and saw Severus was staring into space. Harry slowly slid from his chair and placed himself at Severus feet. The movement startled Severus and he looked down only to gasp in surprise. Harry Potter was kneeling at his feet, head bowed and hands clasped behind his back.

"Harry?" Severus questioned. The younger mans head shot up. "Why?" Severus asked.

"I trust you with my life. No matter how mean and cranky you can be, I know you would never hurt me unless I asked for it." Harry answered softly lowering his eyes again.

"You tell no one or it's over." Severus said. Harry nodded. "Yes Sir."

Severus leaned forward and grasped Harry's chin lightly forcing his face up. Deep green eyes met swirling black pools. And then Harry felt. He could feel like never before. Severus Snape was kissing Harry Potter and liking it. It was all soft lips and grazing tongues. Severus was determined to map out every inch of Harry's mouth. Pulling back slightly, Severus asked the only thing he really could have.

"Harry, what's your safe word?"

"Skittles."

A/N: WOW! Longest chapter I ever wrote. Technically this is finished. If responses are good, I might be writing the actual smexy scene, but I don't know yet. Review for more...