The Boy Who Bitched

Chapter 4

"Tom," Harry whispered quietly while lying on the man's chest.

Tom continued playing with the boys long unruly hair, oh how beautifully it framed his face. "Yes sweet boy?"

"Are you going to eventually get rid of me?"
Harry said, his voice unsteady, he sounded close to crying.

"No my sweet boy, you are my trophy whom I plan to cherish and love," he planted a kiss on the young boys head.

Harry breathed an air or relief, but was confused why he felt comfort and relief from hearing that. Was he starting to fall for Tom? Was something in his food? On that last part he decided he really didn't care, maybe he did love Tom and Tom loved him back. Harry's mind drifted to the potential thought of a family with Tom. How happy would Tom be if Harry gave him a child, what if he was pregnant now, Tom hadn't worn protection. Male pregnancies weren't uncommon in wizards so it was possible.

Tom and Harry would make sure this child was no orphan. It would be quite spoiled he could only imagine. Would Tom still leash him around their child? Harry decided he really didn't care about that he just wanted to desperately be filled with a child, Tom's child. He wanted to give a child something he could never have, and he now had the resources to do that. He imagined Tom would be a lovely father, having a massive soft spot for kids. He was sure co-parenting with him and Tom's strange dynamic would have its hard parts but maybe Tom would lax up, see that Harry wanted to behave for him. Harry debated on asking him questions about the topic of kids, but it was too soon and so unlikely, or so he thought.

------ Days went on about the same, breakfast, lunch, dinner, bathing, sporadic sex, sleeping under Tom's desk or sitting with him while he did important work. Harry was a bit curious though, he was with Tom almost 24/7, and when he wasn't around Tom he was eagerly waiting for Tom's return. He loved the mans touch and attention, he loved being dressed and cooed at, he loved doing the bare minimum and being told he was a good boy. He felt as if he could never get enough out of Tom's praise. However, he hadn't see anyone else but Tom, so where was he getting the documents? Tom was never gone long, usually no more than an hour. The best he could come up with was Tom also hosting meetings at night while the boy was fast asleep. Of course Harry would never know about the deep sleeping potion that was placed in his nightly tea, and frankly it really didn't matter. The boy was well rested and taken care of and that's all that mattered.

One night when Harry's dinner time came around, Tom did something different. He dressed Harry in a short green maxi dress. The dress was a sparkly material that held his body tightly, the material barely covered the boys ass. The back was very low cut, and the front straps where very thin. Harry's back, shoulders, and collarbones where on display to the world. Tom didn't put Harry in any underwear, and put him in a pair of beginner black 3 inch heels. Harry's ass was out on display for the older man and he fucking loved it, his little slut looked so sexy. Though it hadn't even been a week, the boy was filling out his form just a little bit more and he looked less malnourished. Tom then leashed the overly eager boy and guided him outside the bedroom.

Harry loved the way his body felt in the dress, his ass being on display made him a little nervous but he knew he looked very attractive and was making Tom horny as he could see the outline of Tom's growing boner in his pants. The heels were a bit difficult to walk in, but he was quickly getting the hang of it. Tom suddenly stopped and pressed Harry into a wall, sloopily kissing the young boy and fiddling with his lower lip leaving it swelled. He grabbed and squeezed at the boys ass desperately, he couldn't wait to fuck him in that dress soon. He then sucked on Harry's neck leaving thick hickies before pulling back and regaining his composure.

Harry shakily steadied himself, as Tom started walking them back along. The castle Harry had been staying in was huge, and he was unsure on f the location of his bedroom from the labyrinth like layout of this massive place. He wondered if it was the size of Hogwarts, but when he tried to remember what Hogwarts was he couldn't, he shrugged the confusion off quite quickly as they arrived to a large black door.