The Chamber of Desire [ Tomarry

Relaxation and Sensations

(Mature!!! Content!!! If you're a child of religion, proceed with caution:))

March 6, 1993.

Tom was pacing the floors of his office while Harry sat calmly on his chair, watching his soulmate a little worriedly. Harry had just told him that he had been seen by Dumbledore, and Tom was freaking out, to say the least.

"Are you sure it was Dumbledore?"

Harry rolled his eyes. "It's kind of hard to mistake him for someone else. He looks like Santa Claus after he tried pot for the first time."

Tom stopped and ran a hand through his fluffy hair, leaving it dishevelled. "And did you tell him who you were?"

"I'm not that stupid," Harry laughed. "I told him I was the Prince, that's all. I even wore the mask."

Tom sighed as if relieved. "Good. Good. What did you talk about?"

Harry recounted his encounter with the Headmaster, trying to remember what had happened many weeks ago. "And then I giggled in his face-"

"You giggled?" Tom roared. "He doesn't deserve to hear your giggle!"

"It was a giggle, Tom," Harry deadpanned. "Besides, you'll hear plenty."

Tom sighed. "I know. But I'm still worried about the fact that he knows there's a Prince."

Harry got up and walked to Tom. "I don't know," he started, bringing his arms up to wrap around Tom's neck. "I like the idea of being 'the Prince- mysterious, devoted, and important follower to the Dark Lord Voldemort.' Catchy title, don't you think?"

Tom leaned down and caught Harry's lips in a sweet kiss. "Sweetheart, it's catchy and all, but you're my lover, not a follower.

"They don't need to know that," Harry grinned mischievously. "Besides, it would be bad for Dumbledore to know all of that information while he's still Headmaster, don't you think?"

"While... he's still... Headmaster..." Tom's eyes widened as he thought for a moment. Soon enough, he leaned down and gave Harry a huge kiss. "Sweetheart, you're a genius!"

Harry blushed. "No I'm not, I literally just said-"

"We have to get Dumbledore out of Hogwarts!" Tom cried happily. "And you know how we're going to do that?"

"Not necessarily, no..?" Harry said hesitantly. He was a little scared, if he were being honest. Was Tom just going to straight up break into Hogwarts and kill Dumbledore? Because Harry was okay with it, he just needed to know in advance.

"I'm going to imperio the minister of magic!"

"You're gonna what?" Harry screeched. "Tom, I know what you're getting at, but why the fuck would you want to control the minister of magic? He probably has guards everywhere!"

Tom shrugged. "Who cares about guards? Besides, it would be good for our cause to have the minister of magic- and if we're lucky, the Light side won't notice for a couple of years." Tom sat down on a seat behind him, with Harry straddling his lap. "Just imagine it; you and I, ruling the British Wizarding world with an iron thumb! Even if it is behind the facade of Cornelius Fudge..."

Harry smiled and leaned down to give him a kiss. "Okay, that's a nice thought," Harry admitted. "But how are you going to get a reasoning behind Dumbledore's impeachment?"

"That, my darling, is the most interesting and intricate part," Tom smiled darkly. "When I opened the Chamber of Secrets last, I blamed it on a boy named Hagrid. Dumbledore, who probably knew it was me but couldn't prove it, had to expel him. But, in return, he made the boy Gamekeeper."

Harry's eyes widened. "So we can blame it on Hagrid again and Dumbledore can be impeached for putting the students in danger!" He leaned down and gave Tom a kiss. "Holy shit!"

Tom chuckled. "Yes, well, I'll have to go alone to the Minister's office and imperio him. If I go with you, as much as I want to, it might put us in more danger of being caught." He grabbed Harry's hand and kissed the ring. "I'm truly sorry, my love."

"That's fine," Harry smiled. "I honestly didn't want to go anyways. Although, I'm sure you'd look hot imperio-ing someone," Harry giggled. "Just make sure you're careful, alright? I don't want you to come home saying you killed tons of people."

Tom raised an eyebrow. "Don't worry dear, I'll be just fine. How about while I'm gone you get in a nice hot bath, yeah? I'll only be gone for a little bit. Or maybe you can go to Salazar's sauna? I'll join you when I finish."

"I think I want to try out the sauna," Harry smirked, leaving in to whisper in Tom's ear. "Would you like coming back and seeing me hot and ready in the sauna for you? I might even prepare myself." He bit Tom's ear.

Tom groaned and grabbed Harry's hips. "Hell yes, you can go use the sauna tonight."

~

Later that night, while Tom was gone to the Ministry, Harry smoke-Apparated to the Chamber of Secrets and quickly made his way to the sauna. It was always ready for someone to go in.

Harry relaxed on one of the lounges after he took off all of his clothes. It was very relaxing to just relax, naked, in a steaming room where you know no one will storm in on you except your boyfriend. Harry closed his eyes gently as he cleared his mind of everything. Damn, if he could just stay like this forever.

He must have fallen asleep, because soon he was shaken to reality by the door to the sauna opening, revealing a very naked Tom. Not that Harry was complaining, of course, quite the opposite. "I'm gonna assume you imperioed that minister?"

Tom smirked and walked up to Harry. "He didn't even put up a fight." He sat next to Harry's legs, stroking his left knee. "May I?"

Once Harry nodded, Tom lightly moved his hand up his lover's sweaty thigh as he leaned down to kiss Harry, who groaned when Tom's hand came in contact with his dick.

"Turn around now, angel," Tom whispered in his ear seductively, biting the flesh gently.

Harry giggled as he turned around, moving down a tiny bit so that his upper half was in the dip and his ass was raised on the arch. 'Ahh, yes,' Harry thought as Tom massaged his ass. 'I could get used to this.'