How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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A/N ~ First of all I want to thank you all for reading and for those of you that reviewed, y’all are awesome. I know that many of you would like to see longer chapters, frankly, I would too, but do to nasty assed arthritis I am limited to the length of time I can sit and write. And yes, I am one of those people that have to finish in the same session as the one in which I start writing. So, I will do my best to update at least once a day if not more often in the next couple of weeks since I am on my own hols from uni right now.
As for the question…is sex possible on a Harley….why yes, yes it is…..looks about innocently.
I am so glad people like this and I do take suggestions into considerations, so if you have an idea, let me know.
As for the D/s aspect of this. I myself am a Domme in the local BDSM community here. I have had the joy of being in this lifestyle for nineteen years now, so yes, I do write it as realistically as I can. I have based Harry on a submissive that was with me for several years and Severus is partially based on another Dominant I know. I admire the way he handles his boys and I think Harry would thrive with that attention. I do hope to delve deeper into that part of things in time.
Honestly I do not see an end in sight for the story. I suppose it will be finished when my eyes cry halt or when you wonderful people get bored with it.
Okay, enough of my nattering. One more thing….the more reviews, the faster I write….LOL

Kel


After they woke later that morning, Harry packed their bags and shrank them back down as Severus went out to check the bike and get it ready to go. They met the others in the car park to get some breakfast before they hit the road for the day; Harry noticed the looks and snickers hidden behind hands as the others watched the couple. Finally he turned and put his hands on his hips.
“What?” he snapped, “What is it?”
Damon’s eyes were twinkling when he looked back at Harry and replied.
“Don’t forget a Silencing Charm tonight boys.”
The rest of the group broke into laughter at that and at seeing Harry’s face turn a brilliant shade of red in the morning sun. Severus simply smirked.
“Well at least now you all know that yes, I do get laid every now and again.”
Allie and Jamie both looked at Harry and asked in unison, “So how was it Harry?”
Without batting one long eyelash, he deadpanned, “I’d have to say adequate, but barely.”
Severus only shook his head and snorted, “Look at what I had to work with.”
Harry grinned and leaned up and closer in to kiss the taller man, his tongue forcing its way between those thin, supple lips of the Potions Master. He pulled back just enough to lay his head on Severus’ chest and listened to the steady, comforting beat that was home for him no matter where they were.
The others smiled and looked on at the couple as they all mounted their respective bikes and made ready to pull out in search of breakfast. With a nod, Damon and Grant was the first bike out with the others close behind. It was good to be on the road again, it was going to be another long day, at least seven hours before they reached Sioux Falls, South Dakota. And that was only if they rode straight through, not much of a feat for the Doms, but they wanted to make it a little easier on the women…..and Grant and Harry.
After a quick breakfast, Severus waited for Harry to come out of the bathroom. He had noticed Harry had been wincing as he got off the bike there at the Waffle House. He handed a small plastic vial out to Harry.
“Here, three drops of this. It is the same pain reliever from yesterday. Are you going to be okay today?” Severus asked as he searched the other man’s face for the answers he needed. Harry simply smiled and took the proffered potion as instructed. He took his helmet and started to buckle it up before remounting the bike.
“Harry?”
“Severus, I will be just fine as long as we never ever ever eat at a place like this again. Otherwise, I’m a little stiff, but that is going to work itself out.”
Severus laughed, “Okay, no more Waffle House, but you might be breaking Max’s heart. You know, I am glad you are up for this, and I wanted you to know that I love having you behind me on the bike, Harry. It just feels like the way it is supposed to have been.”
With that said Severus started the bike and waited for a smiling Harry to climb on behind him. Harry knew that words of love were hard for the other man to say, and this was a declaration in his own way of what Harry meant to him. And to be honest, a good portion of that smile was in appreciation of never having to see grits on his plate again if Sev could help it.
With the roar of the road and the bike in their ears and the wind in their faces, the couple roared out of Columbia without a second glance going down Interstate 70. Harry looked around, enjoying the views of the river, the bluffs, the small towns, and the….cows. Sighing, he laid his head against Sev’s back and let the lull of the road soothe his mind as the time passed. Every now and again, Severus would shift his weight or reach down to lace his fingers through one of Harry’s hands for a moment. It was a beautiful day and they soaked up the sunshine and warmth, so different from the cool landscape of Scotland.
Harry perked up a bit as they came into Kansas City, Severus turning his head to talk to him as they stopped in traffic from time to time. They pulled up next to a pickup while waiting for traffic to move at one point and the truck’s driver called out to Severus that he admired the bike. Harry could feel the other man’s chest swell in pride as he nodded his thanks to the other motorist. Only once while in the city did they hear anything crude directed towards them, it happened when a car pulled past them and the young man driving threw an empty soda can at Harry and yelled “Faggot.” in passing.
Harry simply smiled and whispered a bit of wandless magic, then blew a kiss as they passed the same driver and car as it sat stalled on the side of the road a mile further up the road. Having felt the magic surge from Harry, Severus could only throw back his head and laugh as they passed.
The group headed north out of Kansas City on Interstate 29, stopping a couple of hours later on the Iowa border at a truck stop for lunch.
Before Severus and Harry could get off their bike, they were met by a very large and very mad Max, his face nearly as red as his hair. Severus instinctively pushed Harry back behind him, ready to protect him if he needed to. Max stopped short of Severus and pointed at Harry. Severus stiffened as he felt one of Harry’s hands grasp at the hem of his leather jacket.
“What the hell, Max?” Severus demanded of the bigger man.
“He’s riding with me after lunch Sev, I need you to take that freaking bitch on your bike. If you don’t, man, I am going to hex her tits clean off her mouthy body.” Max growled as he started to pace.
Harry clung tighter to Severus, his mind running a mile a minute, what the hell was going on. He had no intention of going any where with that man, at least not as long as he was acting like this. He was quite happy to stay tucked in behind Severus.
“What happened Max?” Severus asked as he crossed his arms over his chest and looked over to see the young witch, whose tits were in danger, stop ranting to Damon and Grant long enough to flip her middle finger at Max’s back. Merlin what on were those two fighting about this time? Severus had had hopes that the couple had finally grown out of the need to cause chaos wherever they went. Sighing, he regrettably admitted it didn’t look like that was going to happen this year. He really didn’t want to get Harry in the middle of their mess, but having the younger man ride with Max may be the only solution for the time being. He really really didn’t want to make him do it against his will, but he didn’t think Harry would do it any other way.
“She’s got her panties in a twist because I smiled at the waitress at breakfast,” Max muttered angrily, he knew it was a stupid argument and he didn’t want to put Sev in the middle of things. He hoped the young submissive behind his friend would understand.
“She says she isn’t going to get back on my bike today, Sev. Come on man, we have another four hours to go before we stop tonight. Damon will have my hide if we have to stay here tonight.”
Motioning to Max to give him some time alone with his boy, Severus dismounted and offered Harry his hand. Harry took it and looked at him warily. Sighing again, Severus led Harry over to the corner of the building where they could talk.
“No Severus, I don’t want to go with him,” Harry stated flatly as he crossed his arms and looked defiantly at his former Potions Master. “He scares the hell out of me.”
Reaching out with his arms, Severus stroked Harry’s upper arms to calm him, he had no idea he was that upset.
“Hush love,” he murmured as he pulled Harry to him, “Max would never lay a hand on you in any way. I’d kill him before you had a chance to.”
Harry looked up; he knew the other man meant what he said. He hung his head and looked at the toes of their boots.
“Why me? Why not Jamie or Grant?” Harry asked quietly, he didn’t want to sound like he was whining, but he did think he deserved an answer.
Severus didn’t answer for a long moment and Harry wondered if he was ignoring him, when he looked down and took a breath to try to explain.
“Grant only rides with Damon, he’s not ever allowed on anyone else’s bike. As for Jamie, Max won’t allow Allie on a bike with Evan, he doesn’t think it is safe. I agree, I’ll never allow you on any bike Evan drives.” Severus closed his eyes before he continued, “Baby, this is something I have to ask you to do. I know you don’t want to, but otherwise there is going to be trouble.”
“But…”Harry began and let trail off as he watched his lover’s face.
“Max is safe Harry. He is an excellent biker, I trust him with your safety. I will be right alongside with Allie, never out of sight of you.” He tried to reassure the younger man. He could see the emotions playing over Harry’s face, he knew he was wavering.
“He doesn’t care that I am a guy?” Harry asked softly, he didn’t want there to be a problem since he still clung to Severus as he rode and knew he’d have to do the same with the strange man.
Understanding dawned on Severus, Harry was afraid of being shamed for being gay by his friends. “Harry, Max doesn’t care if the person he is with is male or female, as long as you like to ride. And as for other things, he doesn’t care either way who is warming his bed as long as they are a good person.”
“Max and Allie are a strong couple, but they spat off and on, so sometimes we need to adjust.” Severus smiled and rubbed Harry’s back.
“I’ll do it Severus,” Harry said as he turned to go back to the entrance of the building, “but I want something in return.”
“What is that Harry?” Severus asked as he joined him.
“I want to get my belly button pierced.”
Severus nodded his assent and held the door open for Harry. They joined the rest of the group for a quick lunch. No one wanting to talk much due to the tension between Max and Allie. After paying the tab, Severus took Harry to the side outside by their bike and buckled his helmet on securely.
“Just look over your right shoulder and you’ll see me there, baby.” He whispered as he brushed his lips over Harry’s cheek and led him over to Max.
“He’ll ride with you Max.”
Max smiled and stuck his hand out to Severus, “Thanks man, Allie’s got her stuff and is over by your bike waiting.”
Harry noticed the big red head didn’t bother thanking him, pressing his lips tighter together, he let out a snort. Severus only looked down at him and touched his face one last time.
“Take care of my Harry, Max. Keep him safe.”
“You know I will, and you look after Allie.”
Severus nodded and walked back to his bike.
Harry looked at Max’s bike and wondered just exactly how to get on the thing, it was quite a bit taller than Severus’. As he stood there staring it, he was surprised by the sudden feel of large hands on his waist as he was raised into the air. Max sat Harry on the seat and then mounted it himself. Well that answered that question. Before they started the bike, Max turned once to Harry.
“Thanks Harry, I know you didn’t want to. Sev’s got every right to be as proud as he is of you.” Max said with a quick smile, noticing that the other man relaxed a bit and reached around his waist to hang on as they rolled down the highway. Not stopping again until they reached Sioux Falls just before nightfall.