Harry atrode through the door, and gasped when he saw him. Snape looked at him, strangely tentative. "Well, do you like it?" he asked quietly. Harry stared. This new version of Severus was a bit of an adjustment. No, make that a complete shock. Harry tilted his head, ostensibly to clear his vision. Then he decided. He stepped forward, sweeping his lover into an embrace, kissing him firmly and running his hand down the downy trail of hair on his belly to the ivory-satin-clad package below, which responded eagerly to his touch. "I can work with this, he smiled as he murmurred into Severus' ear.