How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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Sev pulled the big truck into the car park of the hotel and gently slid out from under a sleeping Harry so he could go in and register for their room. After coming back out and then parking in front of their room, he unlocked the door and took their bags in before coming back for Harry.

Shaking him gently, the older man woke his pregnant husband and then lifted him from the truck. Harry smiled up at him and wrapped one thin arm around his neck as he was cradled close to Severus.

“Are you planning to carry me across the threshold?” he giggled as his husband looked down and smiled.

“Yes, and if we are lucky, I won’t smack your head on the door jamb on the way in.” he laughed as he pushed the truck door shut behind him and adjusted Harry’s weight in his arms.

“You better not. Not if you want a wedding night!” Harry squeaked as they approached the door and he curled tighter in the man’s arms. He knew he was safe there. Severus only chuckled as he was careful in getting Harry into the room and settling him on the queen sized bed. He shut and locked the door behind him and went to sit with Harry.

“Sit up and I will take your hair down for you.” Severus said as he nudged him into a sitting position and turned him so that his back was facing him. It took him several long minutes to gently untwine the hair and loosen the beads that had been braided in, he combed his long fingers through the dark tresses as he finished.

“So beautiful,” he breathed as he leaned forward and buried his nose in a handful of Harry’s newly lengthened hair; he really hoped his husband wouldn’t cut it. He breathed in the heady scent of his mate, the smoke from the bonfire, the oils that had been used prior to their binding, that, the feel of the silky hair, and just the nearness of Harry was having a combined effect on Severus. He parted the hair at the nape of Harry’s neck and began to gently kiss the soft skin there, running his lips and tongue along the knob of his spine and his hairline. Harry felt the warmth of Severus’ breath on his skin and then the sharp nip of his husband’s teeth as he bit down to mark his property.

Harry’s breath hissed as he sucked it in through his clenched teeth, the pain was exquisite. He was instantly grateful he’d taken the opportunity to nap on the drive to the hotel; he was going to need his strength. He felt Severus’ hands move down to cover his shoulders and start to pull him back against him, the shirt he was wearing drawing tight over his chest and a few of the bone beads popping free of the threads holding them in place. He’d thought at one point to preserve the shirt, but now, he just didn’t give a damn as he heard the thin cotton start to rip at the seams as Severus applied more pressure.

“Mine.” The older wizard whispered hoarsely in Harry’s ear as he slid one hand down to cover one of his sensitive nipples and squeeze it gently. Harry could hear the evil chuckle as he arched back from the touch, the nerve endings like they were on fire. He loved it when Sev got possessive with him, when it bordered on pain.

“Yours Sir.” Harry whimpered as the shirt was finally torn in half and was left hanging from his thin shoulders, exposing his thin chest and stomach. His eyes were half closed in pleasure as he felt Severus wind a long fingered hand in his now long hair and pull his head around so he could kiss him deeply. Thoroughly tasting his mouth, sweeping his tongue past Harry’s lips, thrusting it deeper, making Harry wish it were something besides his mouth being taken right now.

Severus pulled Harry’s lower lip in between his teeth and worried it, feeling the short puffs of warm air as the younger man exhaled sharply as he pulled and tugged. Roughly, Severus twisted his hand in Harry’s hair again and forced his head to one side and then bit hard at the soft juncture of his neck and collarbone. A high keening whine filled the air as Harry’s hands batted the air, his fingers seeking something to clench, but coming up with naught. Growling, the Dom, moved up onto his knees and pressed Harry down onto the bed, keeping his teeth sunk into his tender skin as they sank down against the pillows.

Harry’s eyes were unfocused as Sev ran his hands down his lithe body, stopping here and there to pinch, pull, twist, caress, tease, or tickle until he reached the waistband of the black trousers Harry was wearing. Harry could feel those long fingers toying with the buttons and he groaned as his Master teased him by dipping his fingers under the waistband and stroking his heated skin.

“What’s wrong Harry? Would you like me to stop so you can go to bed?” Severus teased as he looked down at his husband and leaned in to kiss that beautiful swollen mouth. Harry glared at him and wiggled under his hands.

“If you stop, I’ll kill you in your sleep. Sir.” Harry shot back as he finally reached down and placed his hand over the one at his waistband, he figured if his Master didn’t want it there, he’d tell him.

Severus looked at him and laughed at his little submissive husband.

“Just what do you think you are going to do, Mister Snape?” he asked as Harry lifted his hand with his own and moved it down to rest on his inner thigh. In answer, Harry bit his lower lip and let his thighs fall open, he had been feeling the unaccustomed wetness growing between his thighs. Oh but Merlin, he wanted to be touched there. Severus slowly slid his hand up his thigh and stopped when his love moaned loudly.

“Master…oh please Master…I’m wet.” Harry whispered, half moaning, half whimpering. Severus could hear fear and uncertainty in the words; he knew Harry was still not sure how he saw his body, if he looked at it as repulsive now. Leaning over Harry, one hand between his thighs, the other cradling the back of his head, Severus dipped his head down to lick lazily at Harry’s swollen nipples. Feeling him squirm under that, he drew one into his mouth gently as he moved his hand up to rest against the vee of Harry’s groin. Instantly his hand was soaked through the trousers and pants Harry was wearing.

“Uh uhh hh..” was just about the most intelligent thing Harry could put together as Severus carefully pressed his hand firmly between his legs, moving so that Harry’s flaccid prick was rubbing against his wrist through the layers of fabric there.

“Merlin Harry, you are soaked, my love,” Severus chuckled as Harry only blushed deeper, his hips rocking as he ground himself against his Master’s arm and hand. Harry’s hands were clutching the sheets, pulling them up from the bed as Sev suckled and teased his dusky nipples; they were so hard they hurt. Severus noticed Harry was moving faster on his hand, the sounds the boy was making was becoming more random, a fine sweat had broke out over his body. Biting his lower lip, Harry reached down with one hand and pressed his Master’s arm harder against his body, trapping his prick. Severus ground his hand a bit faster and Harry pushed back and then his back arched and he let out a sobbing cry.

“Oh gods…Master…” Harry panted. “I’m sorry, oh gods I’m sorry.” His body had betrayed him. He hadn’t given pleasure to his owner. Severus scooped him up in a half hug and pressed his lips over Harry’s, kissing him soundly before laying him back down.

“Shhh Harry, what makes you think we are done for the night?” Severus grinned as he moved to kneel by Harry’s feet and yanked the younger man’s trousers and pants off of him. Harry looked at him dazedly and then giggled as his husband quickly stripped out of his clothes and joined him on the bed again.

“What’s so funny brat?”

“Do you realize I am a pregnant virgin?” Harry laughed as Severus once again ran his hand up Harry’s inner thigh. He gasped and arched his back as Sev slipped one finger into his very wet slit.

“You are for now; give me a few moments to remedy the situation, my love.” Severus murmured as he rolled on top of Harry and nudged his legs apart with a knee. Harry merely lay back again and spread his legs obediently for his husband, bringing his knees up so that he was a bit more comfortable. Severus slowly slid a second finger into Harry and stretched him, he had a bad feeling that he was too big for his husband.

“Harry, I am going to do a relaxing charm on you.” Severus said as he leaned away and picked his trousers up from the floor to retrieve his wand. Half sitting up at the announcement, Harry put a protective hand over his belly.

“You can’t Sev. It’ll affect the cervix thing I think,” he said as Severus looked down on him, a look of realization dawning on his features. “Please Sev, don’t, I can do this without a charm.”

Severus looked at his wand then at Harry and then at his wand once more, with a sigh he laid it atop the nightstand by the bed and leaned back down to engulf Harry’s mouth in a kiss. He laid his body along his love’s, his erection sliding and grinding over Harry’s soft prick, the roll of the flesh as he moved brought a moan to Sev’s lips. He threaded one hand back down between his submissive’s legs and began thrusting two fingers into him as he claimed his mouth and neck.

Harry arched his back, fighting back moans as he angled his hips just a little differently as Sev’s fingers found new nerve endings to brush against. It felt like he’d had an accident or something he thought, he was so wet, he could hear the noises his Master’s fingers were making as they worked his flesh.

Severus was so hard now he ached, he wanted nothing more than to raise his husband’s knees a bit and drive his prick into the wet heat that beckoned him. He didn’t think he’d need lube, but he did have some on hand in case, Harry was so wet, but he was so blessedly tight.

“Sevvie……please….Sevvie..” Harry breathed as he spread his thighs wider, wrapping one leg up around his Master’s waist.

Severus knelt between the younger man’s spread legs, with one hand he tenderly spread the thin lips of Harry’s new slit and with the other he guided the head of his weeping prick to that too small opening. Holding himself there, he dropped forward to prop himself on one hand over Harry, wanting to look into his face as he took his virginity. Taking a deep breath, he began a controlled push into Harry, feeling the delicate tissue part for him and then wrap around him like a molten silk vise.

Harry was breathing rapidly as Severus slowly claimed him, he felt his body part and accept him, felt the hardened shaft going deeper, moving against his prostate in a whole new way. Without realizing his actions, he slipped his hand back down to rub under the glans of his soft cock. He snapped his hips once at a particularly strong sensation and drove himself up on Severus, both men crying out the other’s name.

Severus was clinging to his control by his fingertips as Harry’s muscles contracted and milked his prick, Merlin, even his bollocks were dripping from Harry. Looking into his submissive’s face, he could see he had lost himself to what he was feeling, just what the older man had wanted. With a tiny smirk, he made an experimental thrust with his hips and was rewarded with Harry arched up to meet him.

“Does it hurt love?” Severus asked as he rocked his hips between Harry’s trembling thighs.

“Oh no nonononono…more Sev more…” Harry gasped out as he dug his short fingernails into his Dom’s back, hanging on for the first ride of his married life. Severus made a harder thrust and found that was exactly what his little one wanted.

Harry twisted and writhed under Severus as the older man began to pound him through the mattress, at one point his caterwauling became so loud Severus took a second to find out why. Running his hands along his little body, Severus realized Harry had worked one arm behind himself and had been busy fingering his arsehole, not breaching it, just teasing it while the older man made love to him. Worried he might break his arm, Severus had pulled Harry up in his arms and knelt up, seating the younger man firmly on his thighs and cock. With one hand behind his head, he slipped the other one between his cheeks and pressed one finger into his sweet arse, massaging his own cock through the thin partition of tissue in Harry’s body.

Harry wailed and bucked, his cock drooling a constant thin stream of precum, twitching and spasming as it was rubbed and stimulated between their bellies. Harry had no clue how many times he’d orgasmed, at times no idea when one ended and another began, he felt himself wrapped tighter around Severus and heard the older man groan.

Severus was far gone, he was not aware of anything except the heat of his mate, the weight in his arms, the driving need for completion. He pulled his finger from Harry’s arse and laid the man back on the bed, putting his ankles over his shoulders. Leaning forward, nearly bending Harry in half, he began to power into him, dimly he was aware of someone pleading to Merlin for mercy, not realizing it was himself, not even when the force of his climax hit him.

“Oh Merlin” Harry groaned to himself as he tried to wiggle out from under the still Potions Master. He had been worried about Severus when the man’s eyes rolled back as he started to come and he passed out, but when he grunted at him a minute ago, Harry figured he was fine. Giving the larger man another push, he tried to get free once more. He loved his husband with all his heart and would love nothing more than to lie with him like this, but right now, there was a baby pressing on his bladder.

Severus finally rolled to one side and opened an eye, catching a glimpse of Harry as he scooted into the bathroom. Chuckling to himself when he realized what had happened, he picked up his wand and cast a cleansing spell over both of them, laughing harder as he heard a surprised squeak from the bathroom. He stood and looked at the bed, oh yeah, that was a total disaster, he put it to rights quickly with a flick of his wand and then laid the implement back on the nightstand.

“You okay Harry?” he called softly from outside the door. He stood back as the door opened and Harry walked out wearing a tee shirt of his.

“I’m wonderful Master, just going to be bowlegged for the rest of my life now,” he laughed as he crawled onto the bed and poked his little feet out towards his husband.

With a grin, Severus sat down and gently pulled Harry’s socks on, then crawled up to spoon the younger man to his chest. Kissing the back of his neck gently, he nuzzled in the long, loose hair.

“I love you my husband.”

“And I you, my husband.”

“Nox.”


A/N~ the song they danced to was Wonderful Tonight