***KINKY DRAGON TOE PHILOSOPHIES HERE***
Some comment pr0n for you, my dear (minus the pr0n, I'm afraid):
At times, Harry wondered where he'd developed his toe fetish.
Was it when he was a baby? he reflected, enclosing Severus's long middle toe between his lips and swirling his tongue around it. Babies sucked on their fingers and toes and fists…
Whoa. Harry stopped sucking. A baby.
"Don't stop!" Severus's voice was sharp.
"We're going to have a baby," Harry said, his voice full of awe.
Severus eyed him as if he were mental. "Yes, Potter, we're going to have a child. You've been pregnant for nearly eight months now. I would have thought you might have the idea firmly entrenched in your head by now."
"But – toes. And fingers. And podgy little fists." Harry looked at his ballooning middle with wonder. "It will have toes and fingers and fists."
Severus sighed, seemingly resigned to the fact that foreplay was on hold while Harry dealt with his revelation. "It may have ears and eyes and a nose, as well," he said snidely. "Though with you as its parent, a lack of brain is a distinct possibility," he muttered under his breath.
"D'you think it will enjoy sucking its toes?"
"Do you seriously want to talk about the child's possible kinks with me before it's even been born, much less before it reaches a sad middle age and is sitting in prison for some sexually deviant crime? Because I can't imagine discussing my unborn child's possible sex life under any lesser circumstances. Honestly!"
"Our child won't be a sexual deviant!" Harry protested.
"I'll be a sexual deviant if you don't resume where you left off."
"Oh, yeah." Harry obediently lifted Severus's foot to his mouth once again. He sucked a toe in and let it pop back out. "Oh! I hope it has your toes!"
Severus closed his eyes in resignation. "Yes, Potter. I, too, hope it has my toes. Now, please…?"
Smiling at the magic word, Harry bent to his task with renewed gusto.