How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

Harry woke snug and warm in Severus\' arms, his body was pleasantly sore from the previous night’s loving. He smiled when he was lightly kicked by their unborn child and rubbed his tummy. Said stomach made a gurgling noise and his bladder awoke at the same time and gave it\'s voice to the commotion in Harry\'s belly. He groaned softly, carefully getting up from the bed trying not to wake his still slumbering husband.

After completing his morning ritual he tiptoed into the kitchen, checked the clock and grinned. Grant should be up. He hoped anyway. His Sir had taken very good care of him last night and Harry was going to repay the favour. He picked up the phone and punched in the speed dial number to the Wolffe’s house that Severus had carefully programmed in for him. He waited for Grant to answer, hoping Damon didn\'t.

Grant heard the phone ring in the kitchen and quickly went back in the house, setting the pan of crumbled cornbread he\'d been feeding the chickens in the back yard on the countertop. He picked up on the fourth ring, doubting Damon would hear anything with the phone in their room turned off. He enjoyed his early mornings and wondered who on earth was calling so early.

\"Hello, Wolffe residence,\" he said as he opened the refrigerator door and began taking out items to make Damon a nice breakfast.

“Hallo, Grant. It\'s Harry. I didn\'t wake you this morning did I?\" He spoke rather softly and took the phone to sit at the kitchen table, glancing toward their bedroom on his way to make certain Severus wasn\'t stirring. So far so good. \"I need to ask you a question and a favour please.\" He bit his lip waiting on the other man\'s response.

Grant sat down at the kitchen table and listened to Severus\' husband, he didn\'t sound upset or hurt. \"Sure Harry, what is it?\" he asked as he pulled his morning potions to him and began to pour his doses into the small measuring glass that sat next to them.

In his own kitchen, Harry opened the fridge and bent over getting out some grapes and eating them to quiet the rumbling in his tummy. \"I want to make Severus breakfast in bed. Can you talk me through it? I think he deserves it after yesterday and I want it to be just right. What do you suggest I make?\"

He poured a glass of orange juice and then went back to the fridge. \"I had fun last night with you and Damon too. Do you think we can really go to the play party?\"

Grant chuckled as he heard the happy tone in Harry\'s voice and was glad the young man was feeling good this morning. \"We had fun last night as well, sweetie. I don\'t see why you can\'t go to the play party, but it\'s not for me to say.\" He stood up from his chair, getting a glass of water to rinse the taste of his potions out of his mouth. \"What do you have there to cook? Tell me and we\'ll decide what to make him for breakfast, alright?\"

Grant quickly picked up his headpiece for the telephone and plugged the jack in for hands free talking while he made breakfast for his own husband. Tucking the earpiece in snugly, he waited as he could hear Harry rummaging through his kitchen.

Harry dug through the refrigerator. \"There are eggs, cheese, ground sausage, link sausage and bacon. Peppers, tomatoes and scallions in the crisper. A bin full of potatoes. There are some of your cinnamon rolls in the freezer.\" He closed the doors and went to the cabinets. \"There\'s dry cereal as well but I really wanted to cook for him and not burn the house down. Oh here\'s a biscuit mix too. Can we make something out of those things?\"

Harry looked around the kitchen. \"I think I can set up the coffee pot as well.\"

Grant thought for a moment. \"Go ahead and set up the coffee and I\'ll come up with something. Something simple but good,\" he said as he pulled ham slices, eggs, potatoes, cheese, onions, and a few other things out of his own refrigerator and cupboard. \"I think you can manage a frittata and I know Sev likes them.\"

Harry raised an eyebrow. \"Frittata? Okay.\" He crooked the phone between his shoulder and his ear and ran water into the carafe then retrieved the coffee from the freezer. \"Make a whole pot of coffee, twelve cups, yeah?\" He poured the water into the machine, placed a filter in the basket and measured out the grounds. \"Alright that\'s done. Should I turn it on now?\"

“No, not yet, the frittata takes a little while to cook, just get the pot ready,\" Grant instructed as he started his own pot going. \"First I want you to brown some of the ground sausage in a pan on top of the stove over medium heat, while you are doing that, start cutting up some of your vegetables, some of each kind. Do you have that?\" he asked while he chopped up the ham, onions, and peppers there.

\"Okay. Peppers, tomatoes, onions and potatoes?\" Harry turned and got all those fruits and vegetables out. He grabbed the sausage and set everything on the counter. The was a loud clanging noise as he got out a skillet and he froze. He set it on the hob and tiptoed back to their room. Sev was still sleeping so Harry closed the door softly and went back to the kitchen. Balancing the phone once more he sliced the end off the sausage roll and squeezed it into the pan. He bent and set the heat on the stove and then washed his knife and set to cutting up the peppers. \"Alright, sausage is on and I am slicing up the peppers now.\"

\"Not the potatoes, they need to be boiled first and I don\'t know if you want that hassle,\" he answered as he beat eight eggs and added a bit of milk. He winced as the clanging rang in his ears. \"Shhhh..be quiet.\" He chuckled as he greased a small casserole dish and poured the egg mixture in and then the vegetables.

\"Oh, alright.\" Harry tipped the potatoes back in the bin and started on the onions. \"I\'m trying to. He didn\'t wake though I already checked.\" Harry grinned. \"Think I wore him out last night.\" He laughed softly. \"You didn\'t need to know that, did you?\"

Grant laughed; he had had an idea as to what the young couple was going to get up to as he and Damon had left. \"I imagine you did the same thing I did to wear Damon out,\" he teased as he sat back down after turning the oven on. \"Watch your sausage, don\'t let it burn. When it\'s done, drain it and set it to one side. While you are waiting on it, you need to sauté your vegetables in another pan in some butter, be careful not to burn them. You just want them softened.\" He sipped at his glass of milk and stretched his legs under the table. \"You know, I\'m going to give you a few cookbooks Harry. You really need to learn more than noodles.\"

Harry pulled a face and shook his head. Okay, Sev\'s parents did not do that. He laughed anyway and stabbed at the sausage with a spoon. He broke up the meat and stirred it around. \"Alright, when it\'s no longer pink is when it\'s done, correct?\" He got out another pan and the butter. \"How much butter?\" He tipped the vegetables in the pan, cut off half a stick and waited for Grant to answer. He got his juice and took a big sip and grabbed some more grapes out of the fridge. \"Thank you Grant, I would like that. Will come and cook with me once?\"

Grant heard the intake of breath and knew he\'d shocked the younger man. He grinned, it was good for him. \"Yes, when there is no more pink, it\'s done. Put about a half stick of butter in the pan and keep it on a medium heat,\" he instructed as the preheating indicator went off on his oven. \"You need to turn your oven on to 375 degrees, okay?\"

He stood back up and opened the oven door, sliding the casserole dish onto the middle rack before shutting the door again. \"Get out your square glass casserole dish and butter it. Am I going too fast for you? I\'ll be happy to come teach you to cook.\"
Harry dumped the butter in the skillet and turned on the burner to medium. He stabbed at the sausage and decided it looked done. \"No, it\'s fine. What do I drain the sausage into?\" He turned off the heat under the meat and moved to the oven. \"Bake and then 375 correct?\"

He turned around in the kitchen trying to remember where Severus had placed the glassware and then bent to get it out of the cabinet. He stood and dropped the pyrex dish on his foot. He also dropped the phone and howled a bit before remembering he was supposed to be quiet. He whimpered and flexed his sock covered foot. He pressed it to the floor and it hurt but not too badly. \"I\'m okay, I\'m okay just dropped the bloody dish. Didn\'t break it though.\" he groaned and carefully walked over to the sink to wash the dish.

Harry picked up the phone. \"Sorry I dropped you.\" He dried off the dish and then took the other have of the stick and ran it over the inside of the casserole dish. \"Okay, I buttered the dish.\"

Grant jumped as he heard a crashing noise, a howl of pain, and Harry cussing a blue streak. From the sounds of it, the younger man had dropped the heavy glass dish and he winced in sympathy. \"Harry! Harry, are you alright?\" he said loudly into the microphone, \"Harry answer me.\"

He could hear Harry\'s voice as if talking from a distance and then the sounds of water running, soon the young man\'s came back on the line. As he explained what happened, Grant tried hard to stifle a laugh. \"I\'ve done that and my foot had a bruise for almost a week,\" he said in commiseration. \"Now after you\'ve drained the meat, put it in the dish along with the vegetables once they are tender. Now take a mixing bowl and crack a dozen eggs in it, beat them well with a splash of milk, give it a sprinkle of salt and pepper, then pour it over everything in the dish. Mix all of that up and put it in the oven.\"

He opened the door to his own oven and checked on the frittata he was baking for his own breakfast. Humming to himself, he listened as Harry beat the eggs while talking himself through it.

Harry sighed, just what he needed another mark. Limping slightly, he gathered up the things Grant had told him, mumbling the instructions as he did so. Not knowing where to put the grease he poured it out in the sink and dumped the meat over the vegetables. He mixed that together and turned off the heat.

After fishing out the shell from one of the eggs, he cracked the last one and then stabbed the yellows with a fork then added the seasonings and milk. The eggs turned frothy under his hands and he grinned. He poured the meat and vegetable mixture in the bowl and then into the casserole dish. \"I\'m going to put you down for a mo while I get this in the oven.\"

Carefully he hobbled over to the oven and opened the door to the oven. He slid the dish inside and closed the door. He turned on the oven light and peered inside. He limped back to the sink and picked up the phone again. He began washing the dishes off and loading them in the dishwasher. \"Ok I didn\'t spill it, now what?\" He pressed his weight on his foot again and hissed softly.

\"Good Harry, now you just let it bake, that\'s it. Simple, isn\'t it?\" Grant asked as cocked his head and listened to see if Damon was moving yet. No, still quiet, he smiled to himself remembering last night; it was no wonder his husband was still asleep. \"What else did you want to make for him? You can just serve this with some fruit, toast and coffee and be just fine.\"

Harry grinned. \"Yeah it was easy and I can leave the bit I don\'t take to him under a charm for Draco and Lucius.\" He placed the last dish in the machine and closed the door. He made his way back to the fridge and peered in once more. \"There\'s no fruit because I ate all the grapes while I was cooking but there\'s some yogurt. I can make the toast as well that\'s simple too.\" he stopped and stood rubbing on his back and then stomach. \"Thanks, Grant.\"

\"You\'re welcome. Just let it cook about thirty minutes or so until its set and then put your cheese on top and put it back in the oven until that melts,\" Grant said as he checked the oven once more. \"I\'m sure Sev will love it and it is very thoughtful of you to do this for him.\"

Harry set the oven timer and then nodded. He got the cheese out and began to grate it into another bowl. \"At Hogwarts, I never could make him breakfast, the house elves always did. But I’ve wanted to learn to cook for a while, well to cook more than a pot noodle. I like to do things for him and with everything that has been going on neither one of us has had time to do things for each other.\"

Grant nodded and then mentally kicked himself as he realized Harry couldn\'t see him over the telephone. \"I know what it\'s like to not have time for your husband. Hopefully though, you\'ll have more time now and things will settle back down and you\'ll have a more normal environment,\" he said with understanding. He knew his own marriage had suffered the past several years because of his case load and he had a lot of time to make up for. \"I\'ll be happy to teach you how to cook Harry. Even Damon is capable of more than ramen noodles or macaroni and cheese.\" He laughed and smiled as he heard Harry laugh as well.

The fire flared in the other room and Harry hurried towards it.” Grant, I got to go I\'ll call you back later someone\'s on the floo. Thanks again for your help.\" He hung up the phone and hissed as his ankle turned on the same foot that he had dropped the dish on and he fell in front of the fire. \"Dammit. Not my day today.\" Groaning he sat up and answer the floo. \"Snape Residence. This is Harry Snape.\"

Grant disconnected and leaned back with his eyes closed as he waited for his breakfast to finish.

\"Harry, mate, it\'s Ron,\" came a familiar voice and the face of Harry\'s long time friend appeared in the fire. \"How\'s life treating you? Hexed the Ferret yet?\" The red headed Weasley laughed and smiled as he got a good look at his friend.

\"Ron!\" Harry looked around and then leaned closer to the fire. \"I\'m making breakfast for Severus. He\'s still sleeping so keep it to a dull roar.\" He grinned and cocked his head. \"Life\'s pretty good, mate,\" he rubbed his stomach \"and Draco\'s not that bad. He showed me how to make Sev\'s sugar biscuits. How about you? How\'s Hermione?\"

Ron grinned and nodded. \"No problem mate. What are you making? Anything good?\" he asked. \"I was checking to see if it was still alright to bring your belongs over today.\" He looked out of the fire and around the living room; Harry was doing better now than he ever had at the Dursley\'s. \"Hermione is fine, wishing she could come with, but she\'s got classes to teach, you know.\"

Harry nodded. \"Oh yeah, Grant talked me through a frittata. It\'s baking now. Did you want to come now or can it wait until after I serve Sev breakfast? Hang on while I go check the food.\" He carefully got up and limped back into the kitchen. He returned almost immediately. \"Okay got fifteen more minutes. I forgot she was teaching now. Who did Dumbledore get to take our places?\"

\"You\'re serving Severus Snape breakfast?\" Ron asked with a grin, knowing it would most likely be served in bed and Harry could be dessert. \"No, I\'ll come later; I don\'t want to interrupt your morning.\" He frowned as he recalled Harry limping. \"Oi! What did you do, you\'re limping? And right now he\'s trying to get someone to fill your position and he\'s doing Potions himself...\" The red head shook his head and gave Harry a look of remorse. \"It\'s bloody awful mate.\"

Harry leaned forward. \"I\'m getting clumsy, Ron. The baby is making me off balance and I dropped a glass dish on my foot this morning and fell too. Not the first time. Damon warned me.\" He grinned. \"This afternoon then?\" He couldn\'t say he wasn\'t glad the Headmaster was having a bit of a time replacing them, especially after the time Dumbledore had given them while in Sturgis. He chuckled. \"Serves him right, Ron, after how he talked to Severus and I.\" He voiced his thoughts and then clamped a hand over his mouth.

Ron looked at him quizzically. \"Why are you censoring yourself around me? You know I don\'t care what you say. What, are you not allowed to speak your mind now?” he demanded, his face getting red and his temper rising to the surface. \"He\'s making you his puppet, isn\'t he?\"

Harry sighed. \"No Ron he\'s not. I... I just can\'t believe I said it out loud. It happened yesterday too. I said something and surprised myself. It seems along with the clumsiness from pregnancy I am developing a mouth on me as well.\" He looked at his friend, willing him to understand. \"I\'m getting better, Ron. Feeling more like myself again; the before Morgan self. And it\'s because of Severus. I wish you would accept him and this relationship. I need it and him. I don\'t know how to describe it so that you\'ll understand but it just feels right for him and I.\"

Ron looked at him for a long moment before he spoke again. \"It\'s good that you are getting back to how you were. I know I jump to conclusions, but it\'s only because I worry about you and don\'t want to see anything bad happen to you,\" he said with a rueful grin. \"I\'m doing the best I can. I\'ve no problem with the bat, I just worry about you is all. We all do. So have you told him to belt up yet?\" He laughed and watched as Harry grinned.

\"I know, Ron.” Harry looked to the floor. \"No. I\'ve not done that but I did take to throwing things at him.\" Harry chuckled. \"Pelted him with walnuts a short time ago.\" The buzzer on t he oven went off and Harry turned to the kitchen. \"Let me get that. I don\'t want to burn it.\" Carefully, he got up again and returned quickly. \"Right then so I\'ll see you this afternoon. Draco and Lucius might still be here so I am warning you now.\"

\"Pelted him with walnuts?\" Ron laughed. \"I would have given a hundred galleons to see that, mate!\" He waited as Harry went to the kitchen and then returned. \"Yeah, I\'ll be along before supper...so have something ready,\" he joked. \"I\'ll be alright with the Malfoys, I\'ve grown up a bit, you know. I\'ll see you later, Harry, go have your breakfast.\" And with that the connection was broken and the fireplace went back to the normal low flames that they kept banked throughout the day.

Harry stood and returned to the kitchen. He sprinkled the frittata with the cheese and set it back in the oven to melt. He pressed the button to start the coffee and loaded the toaster. Retrieving the serving tray from the top of the refrigerator, Harry poured a glass of juice and one of milk. He placed Severus\' favourite jam on the tray and turned to butter the toast when it popped up. He placed the bread on a small plate and added it to the tray.

Checking the oven he noted the melted cheese was just beginning to brown and he pulled the dish out and set it on a tea towel. Letting the eggs set for a moment, Harry finished adding the silverware and serviette to the tray. He placed a small container of strawberry yogurt on the tray and then cut into the breakfast casserole. Transferring the steaming squares to a plate, Harry nodded his satisfaction with a look at the tray. Mindful of his event filled morning he cast a lightening charm on the tray and a warming charm on the frittata and left the kitchen, Sev\'s breakfast in hand.

Harry twisted the knob on the door and entered their bedroom. \"Husband, I have breakfast ready for you.\" He set the tray on the bedside table and knelt on the soft rug by Severus\' side of the bed. He looked up quickly to see if Severus was awake and spoke again. \"Husband, wake up your breakfast is ready.\"

Severus lay on his left side, dead to the world as he snored softly in the early morning sunlight that was coming in the bedroom window. He was in the middle of a dream, one involving Harry and lots of soft fluffy pillows. Harry\'s voice reached him in his dream and he grunted as he shifted on the bed. \"Wha timzit?\"

Harry peered at the clock. \"Half past seven, Husband.\" He eyed the tray and, horrified he noticed he had forgotten the coffee in the kitchen. \"Would you like some coffee this morning, Sir? I brought juice and milk.\" He made to stand, slowly.

Severus rolled over and opened one dark eye and took in the sight of Harry on his knees, smiling, he reached out and held the younger man\'s arm, holding him in place on the rug. \"So beautiful my Harry,\" he murmured as he stroked the smooth cheek and looked at him with pride. He looked over at the tray on the bedside table and rose up on one elbow to look closer at Harry. \"Did you do this, little one?\" he asked and stroked his submissive\'s hair.

Harry leaned into Sev\'s caress. \"Yes, Husband. I wanted to make you breakfast in bed to show you how much I enjoyed yesterday and last night.\" He sneaked a peek at Sev, grinned and continued. \"Grant talked me through it this morning. He said you\'d like the frittata.\"

Severus leaned down and guided Harry\'s mouth to his, kissing him softly. \"I am so proud of you,\" he said softly as he pulled the younger man up onto the bed with him. \"Grant is right, I do enjoy having that for breakfast. Have you eaten yet, baby?\" He kissed Harry again and sat up to lean against the headboard.

Harry hummed into Severus\' kiss and flinched when he put too much pressure on his foot to climb up beside his husband. He played with the blankets, not looking at Severus. \"I had some grapes and juice while I was cooking, but that was all.\" He knew Sev would have seen the wince so he added his mishaps in as well. \"I dropped the dish on my foot and fell this morning as well, Husband and it still hurts.\" He lifted his foot up to show Severus, his eyes closed because he was dreading taking off the sock to look at it.

Severus arranged Harry so that he could lift the small foot without causing the smaller man discomfort. \"Poor you, love. Let me look at it and then we\'ll have some breakfast, alright?\" he asked as he carefully drew the thin sock off of the narrow foot, grimacing as he saw the purpling bruise over the bridge of the foot. \"That looks painful, would you like me to put an unguent on it to take the bruising away?\" He brushed his thumb over the bruise gently and shook his head. \"We need to get you a pair of slippers to wear in the house.\"

\"It\'s waited this long, Sir. It can wait until after you eat.\" Harry smiled at him. \"Shall I serve you, Husband?\" His eyes closed in pleasure this time as the long fingers carefully rubbed his foot.

Severus cocked an eyebrow at him and grunted as he swung his long legs out of the bed and stood. \"You sit, I\'ll be right back, I don\'t want you in any pain,\" he said as he pressed a finger to Harry\'s lips to shush him. He went into their bathroom and quickly found the salve that would treat his lover\'s injury. Bringing it back out, he picked up Harry\'s foot once more and began to rub in a pea sized dollop of the mint smelling salve while murmuring a healing incantation under his breath.

\"There now, how is that?\" he asked as he set his husband\'s foot back on the bed and quickly spelled his hands clean, sitting back down and getting comfortable.

Harry pointed his toes and turned his ankle, flexing his foot back and forth. He grinned. \"Thank you Husband. it\'s much better.\" He leaned in to kiss the other man and then slid back down to the floor. \"Are you ready for your breakfast, now Sir? Shall I serve?\"

Severus felt himself growing interested as he watched as Harry displayed his smaller body to him as he knelt. \"Yes little one, I\'d like my breakfast now. Make sure that there is plenty for you will be eating as well,\" he said, smiling as he arranged his lanky frame comfortably and sighed in contentment.

Harry rose up to his knees. He opened the container of yogurt and stuck the spoon in the container. He spread the jelly on the toast and laid it next to the eggs on the large plate. He tucked the fork onto the plate and picked it up. He turned back and faced Severus once more holding the plate with both hands and held it out to his husband. He leaned his head to the side and kept his eyes trained on the floor. \"Your breakfast, Sir.\"

Severus watched Harry and smiled as he realized the younger man hadn\'t forgotten anything. \"Thank you, little one,\" he said as he took the plate in one hand and caressed Harry\'s cheek with the other. He looked over his breakfast and nodded, his husband had done a seemingly good job in the kitchen. He cut off a bite of the frittata, blew on it for a moment before he held the bite down to Harry\'s lip. \"Eat my little one,\" he instructed gently.

Harry leaned into the caress then took the morsel from the fork and chewed. \"Mmm. It\'s good.\" He said, a bit surprised. He reached up to the tray and then spread the serviette out on Sev\'s lap. \"Would you like me to fetch you the coffee, Sir?\"

\"No, I\'ll have some in a little while,\" he replied and took a bite of the egg mixture himself. Harry was right, it was good. \"This tastes as good as Grant\'s, Harry, you did very, very well.\" He forked up another bite and began to feed Harry, taking a bite for himself now and again, not stopping until the younger man had eaten over half of what was on the plate. He reached out, picking up the milk and held the glass to his man\'s lips. \"Drink up Harry.\"

\"Thank you, Husband.\" Harry blushed lightly. \"We talked of him and I having lessons together and he wants to bring me some cookbooks. Is that alright, Sir?\" He tipped his head back and began to swallow the cold creamy milk with his eyes closed.

Severus nodded distractedly as he watched the movement in Harry\'s pale throat. \"That will be fine love, just let me know when and we\'ll make sure the kitchen is stocked in whatever your little heart desires,\" he said as he set the glass back on the table and picked up the yogurt. \"Now I want you to open up.\" He spooned a bite into Harry\'s mouth and smiled as he swallowed.

\"Not bad. I would like to try other flavours.\" Harry licked his lips. \"Is there anything specific you would like me to learn to cook for you Husband?\" He remembered his other call and told Severus about it. \"Ron firecalled this morning. He\'ll be around this evening with our things from Hogwarts.\" He grinned mischievously. \"The headmaster is teaching Potions.\"

Severus shook his head with a look of horror on his face. \"Merlin\'s beard, he\'ll blow the castle up. Who is teaching your classes?\" he asked after composing himself and deciding he really didn\'t care if Dumbledore blew up the dungeons or not. It dawned on him what Harry had said about Ron\'s arrival and he smiled at the thought of having his beloved books back once more. \"Splendid, shall we go out for supper or would you like to cook?\"

Harry chuckled and thought about his conversation with Ron. Perhaps one more demonstration for the other man would help him understand their relationship and show Ron that he was happy serving his husband. \"No one yet. He\'s still looking.\" He looked up at Severus. \"I want to cook, Sir. There\'s not much in the kitchen so we need to make a trip to the market. I would like to show Ron that I am happy here. Besides he made a smart arsed remark about me having something ready and I think it would be interesting to see how he reacts to it.\" He grinned at Severus. \"Is there anything else I can give you for breakfast, Sir? There\'s more eggs.\"

Harry chuckled and thought about his conversation with Ron. Perhaps one more demonstration for the other man would help him understand their relationship and show Ron that he was happy serving his husband. \"No one yet. He\'s still looking.\" He looked up at Severus. \"I would like to cook, Sir. There\'s not much in the kitchen so we need to make a trip to the market. I would like to show Ron that I am happy here. Besides he made a smart arsed remark about me having something ready and I think it would be interesting to see how he reacts to it.\" He grinned at Severus. \"Is there anything else I can give you for breakfast, Sir? There are more eggs.\"

Severus looked at Harry and smirked. \"What do you intend to make? You need to make a list and we\'ll go shortly. Now as to what else I\'d like for breakfast this morning...\" The man stroked his chin thoughtfully and looked down at Harry, who was clad in pair of loose boxers and one of his shirts, and smiled. \"Have you had enough to eat, Harry?\"

Harry cocked his head at him. \"Yes, Sir, I\'m full up. Did you get enough?\" He closed his eyes and thought for a moment. He blinked bright green eyes and smiled back at Severus. “I\'ll make what ever it is you would like me to make, Husband. I have been particular in the past but I don\'t want Max coming down on me again. So what ever you like and think would be good for us then I will learn to cook it. The chili dogs sound like fun but not real healthy.\"

\"We\'ll discuss the menu later Harry,\" Severus said as he raked his eyes over his boy. \"I want to see you. Take your clothing off for me, little one. He felt his growing arousal push against the soft cotton pyjama bottoms he wore. \"Show me how beautiful you are.\"

Harry nodded and slid the other sock from his foot and stood. He met Severus\' gaze and then lowered his eyes. He spread his legs slightly and curled his fingers around his t-shirt hem and inched it up his frame. The cool air kissing his body had the desired effect and as his chest was exposed his nipples tightened into hard little peaks. He slipped the shirt all the way off over his head. He turned around and folded it and placed it on the dresser top.

Harry faced Severus again and ran his hands down his chest and then over the slight bump of his stomach. His fingers hook the loose elastic of the boxers and eased them down to his hips. He rubbed the lower part of his abdomen and then let the shorts fall to the floor. He stepped out of the puddle of cloth and bent gracefully, folded the shorts, backside still presented to his husband, and placed them on top of his shirt. He walked back to the bedside, knelt again and framed his cock for Severus, head bent and tilted just to the side.

Severus looked hungrily at the younger man and smiled to himself. Oh yes, he\'d have a nice morning and make sure Harry did as well. \"Harry, I want you to go to the bathroom now and void your bladder so you are not in any discomfort, then come back to me and lie face up across the bed,\" he instructed quietly and watched as Harry nodded and rose to his feet as gracefully as he could. As soon as Harry was in the bathroom, Severus went to the closet and picked up a small storage box and brought it to the bed. He sat back down on the bed and placed the box between his legs while he waited for Harry. The contents had been given to him by Max as a gift and introduction into sensual play; he was looking forward to using some of these things on Harry again.

Harry relieved himself as was asked, no hardship there since the baby was always pressing on his bladder it seemed, and then washed his hands. He took a bit of extra time to take a quick sponge bath as well. Carefully washing, rinsing and drying himself, he hung the flannel over the shower rod and then walked back to the bedroom. He sat at Severus\' feet and then lay back across the bed. He placed his hands behind his head and looked at his husband waiting for the next bit of instructions.

Severus leaned over to press his lips to Harry\'s and took the younger man\'s hands and placed them over his head, wrapping a wide ribbon he\'d taken from the box, loosely around his wrists. \"Do you recognize our box, my little one?\" he asked as he pressed light kisses along the insides of Harry\'s elbows and his outstretched upper arms. He ran his fingers through Harry\'s dark hair and tugged gently at the nape of his neck. \"I want to watch you lose yourself, my beautiful pet. Remember the rules, if your hands come loose I\'ll stop playing and take your right back to the beginning. Do you understand?\" Obsidian eyes met emerald ones, making sure Harry was with him and understanding.

Harry shuddered out a breath as Severus\' lips moved over him. He leaned his head into the fingers and closed his eyes at the tug, reveling in the small bit of pain. He blinked and nodded. \"Yes, Sir.\" He smiled at Severus and then relaxed, trying to keep the ribbon right where Severus had placed it.

\"Very good my little one,\" Severus murmured just before he plundered Harry\'s ***mouth, thrusting his tongue into the wet cavern and tasting him thoroughly. \"Mine.\" He proclaimed as he pulled back from the kiss, turning to pull a soft blind fold from the box and showing it to Harry.

\"I\'m not going to tie it, but merely drape it over your eyes. Don\'t let it slip, pet,\" he instructed as he laid the soft length of cloth over Harry\'s eyes. \"You may make all the noise you like; I do enjoy listening to you.\" He chuckled and moved down Harry\'s body to press butterfly kisses to the hollow of his throat before he began to nip at his collarbone, taking care to lave each bite mark with gentle swipes of his tongue.

Harry moaned into the kiss and tried to keep his protest when Severus left him, quiet. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly as the light was blocked out by the cloth. He closed his eyes underneath it, giving himself up to the sensations. He sighed as the gracing kisses fluttered over his skin and moaned softly when sharp teeth played on his skin. It took all he had not to tip his head back and let the wet muscle slid down his throat but his mind focused on the material over his eyes and concentrated on not loosening it from it\'s perch. \"Ohhh.\" He said a bit breathlessly.

\"Such a good boy,\" Severus murmured against his skin just before he bit gently at the juncture of his underarm and body, his fingers gently stroking the tender flesh of Harry\'s neck. Shifting on the bed once more, he began to gently lap and suckle the younger man\'s left nipple as he played his fingers over the right. \"Are you too sensitive for this, this morning?\" He paused and waited for Harry to decide.

\"Thank you, Sir.\" Harry sighed. His breathing sped up as Severus bit him. \"Oh Sev...\" He panted out arching slightly into the mouth then groaning loudly. \'That\'s... its okay...but not... not too much... more, please Sir.\"

He hmmmmed in acknowledgement and moved his attentions to the other nipple, leaving the left one, hard, wet and the skin pebbled in the cool air. After a few moments he rose up again and took a small ceramic pot and two brushes from the box. Whispering an incantation to liquefy and heat the contents to the proper temperature, he dipped one of the small brushes within and then began to coat Harry\'s nipples in the heated wax. \"How is that, my little one?\" he asked as he drew a line of wax down the centre of Harry\'s chest ending it in a swirl around his navel.

Harry\'s chest heaved as Severus pleasurably tortured the other side of his chest. He resisted the urge to turn his face into the mattress and instead his fingers curled around the ribbon, making certain it was still in place, then relaxing again. He flexed his fingers and hissed as the hot substances traced over his nipple. \"Ah.. ah.. Sir!\" Harry squeezed his legs together trying not to dislodge the other ribbon over his eyes.

Severus stopped and smacked the top of Harry\'s thighs gently. \"Open them for me, you know better,\" he admonished gently and dipped the brush back in the pot. He carefully painted wax designs over the younger man\'s swollen tummy; runes and symbols for protection and strength, each mark pressed home with a gentle kiss.

\"This boy apologizes, Sir.\" Harry cleared his throat and swallowed. He relaxed his legs and spread them again, shivering as the warm, slick, bristles ran over his skin. This time he pointed and flexed his toes instead, smiling as he recognized some of what Severus was drawing on him. \"Thank You, Sir.\"

Severus only smiled and moved down the bed a bit more, lifting one of Harry\'s legs and rolling his knee out, exposing his inner thigh nicely. He ran his long fingers over the pale skin before he took the thicker brush and painted a stripe of wax along the crease where his thigh met his groin, careful not to brush over his cozy or sac yet. \"I do like having you clean shaven, makes it so much nicer,\" he murmured as he carefully arranged Harry\'s other leg in the same manner before painting another stripe of wax.

He looked at the small, flaccid prick and massaged the underside of it with the pad of his thumb, smiling as he saw a bead of moisture collect in his husband\'s piss slit. He cupped the tight sac in the palm of his hand, bouncing it gently as he worked his thumb over the soft flesh.

\"Ooohhh.\" Harry breathed out. He pressed his hips to the bed and rolled them trying to get his legs as flat as possible for his husband. The wider brush caused involuntary shivers down the muscles and his whole body shuddered. He checked the ribbons once more and tried to relax. Then Severus\' thumb brushed his cock and he moaned. Fingers tightened around his bollocks and he pressed into the hand widening his legs more as he did so. \"Please, Sir, please.\"

\"Please what, my beautiful little husband? Please tease you with my tongue? Please paint your prick and bollocks in wax?\" he asked as he gave the little orbs a gentle squeeze and tug. \"Please slip my fingers into your cozy and pour the wax over your slit?\" He teased as he leaned down to nip at the inside of one of Harry\'s knees.

Harry\'s breath hitched again and he babbled. \"Yessirallofitpleaseanythingeverytingpleasesirwhateveryoudesire.\" He groaned loudly as the teeth are back at the sensitive skin. He pressed his legs down, harder against the mattress trying not to jump or dislodge anything.

Severus chuckled with his lips still pressed to the tender flesh of Harry\'s knee. He sat up and moved his hand down over the hot slick heat of Harry\'s little cozy and teased two fingers over his opening, wetting them thoroughly in his juices before he plunged them into the small body. At the same time he carefully poured the hot wax over Harry\'s prick and nude sac, effectively sealing them to his body as the wax cooled.

He lazily thrust his fingers in and out of Harry while spreading the thin lips wide; leaning down to roll the tiny clit between his lips and tongue.

Harry made a high keening noise when Severus rubbed across his little slit and then moaned as the long fingers sank into him. he canted his hips to his husband\'s hand. \"Oooh. Merlin Sev.\"

He gasped and panted several times as the wax pooled over him and began to harden. \"Oh godssssss.\" He bucked up into the heat even though there was nothing there then froze, hoping he hadn\'t lost a ribbon. \"Sir?\" He was afraid to open his eyes to see if he had.

Severus pushed his long fingers in deep and smirked. \"Concentrate Harry, do you feel the cloth on your skin?\" he asked. He knew what his submissive was worried about. He slowly thrust his fingers in and out, finding a rhythm that soon had Harry rocking his hips up to meet his hand.

Harry cracked his eyes and felt the cloth still over his eyes as the lashes brushed against it and he let out a breath he didn\'t realize he was holding. \"Thank you, Sir.\" He moaned and curled his toes again. Gods it felt so good to have Severus touch him. He felt a pressure building low in his abdomen. \"Pleassssse, sir.\"

\"Please what, my beautiful angel?\" he purred, his breath hot on Harry\'s wet folds. He bit gently at one swollen lip and worried it between his teeth, his fingers twisting and thrusting slowly. He picked up the pot of wax and moved his head back as he slowly dripped fat drops of wax right on the exposed nubbin, not bothering to hold Harry down as he did so.

Harry screamed and bucked up as the wax plopped on to his skin. The teeth and heat and thrusting finger kept building inside and it was intense. More than what he had ever felt before and he couldn\'t describe to Severus what he wanted just that he needed something. So he tried to explain it. \"More... anything, everything. Sir, please.\"

Severus used his other hand to stroke Harry\'s swollen clit and pressed down on the cooling wax as he dripped more to build up the heat level. \"More what, my Harry?\"

Harry bucked up into the pressure and heat. \"I... I... don\'t know Sir. I just... need something...\"

Severus looked down at the wanton writhing little body and slowly pulled his fingers from his slippery passage, sitting up and relishing in the sounds of Harry\'s displeasure as all pressure but the wax was taken from his groin. \"Well pet, if you don\'t know what it is you need, perhaps I should try different things to see if something pleases you,\" he chuckled and pulled a long feather from the box and ran it along the younger man\'s inner thighs, swirling it as he drew it closer to the bend in Harry\'s knee.

Harry shuddered and took a deep breath. The rising tide of pressure leveled off and he sighed. \"Sev...\" he whined. \"Please Sir.... it tickles.\" He began to giggle softly.

Severus moved to his other leg and repeated the gentle stokes before he used his other hand to spread Harry\'s cozy open, breaking the wax that covered him away gently, and then began to stroke his little clit with maddening light touches. \"Does it still tickle?\" he asked as the tip of feather became sodden with Harry\'s wetness and heavier as it was dragged over the sensitive flesh.

\"Yellow, Husband, it itches.\" Harry made to move his hands and then remembered the ribbon. He froze and waited for Severus to stop trying to resist the urge to scratch.

Severus pulled the feather back and replaced it with a fingertip, rubbing the sensitive flesh harder until Harry nodded that he was alright. \"There Harry, is that better?\" he asked as he leaned down and kissed the area tenderly.

Harry nodded and groaned as Severus\' fingers and then hot mouth came back into contact with his cozy. \"Oh yes, Husband. Yes!\" He arched up into Sev\'s mouth, rubbing himself over the slightly stubbled face.

Severus pulled back again and looked down at Harry\'s flushed torso and wriggling hips. \"Are you ready to come, my little one?\"

Harry grinned. \"Only if you wish it, Sir.\" He whined as Severus left him and waited to see what his husband was going to do next. \"That was fun, Husband.\"

\"Oh you cheeky little tart,\" Severus chuckled and began to peel the hardened wax away from Harry\'s bollocks, smiling as he watched the skin stretch as each bit was peeled away. As his prick was revealed, Severus leaned down and sucked the soft flesh into his mouth, feeling the heat from the wax and tasting the sweet salty tang of precome as it had leaked out and bathed the head of Harry\'s prick in it.

Harry laughed and then it became a strangled sound as Severus took him in his mouth. \"Ahhh. Husband.\" He wished his cock would firm up for his Sir but he would have to wait another four months at least. \"Mmmm.\" He almost reached down and grabbed Severus\' hair but refrained at the last moment when he felt the ribbon slid on his wrists. He stopped and tried not to writhe under his husband.

Severus pulled his mouth from the soft prick, sitting up; he removed the ribbon from Harry\'s wrists and then sat him up as well. \"Now my little one, I\'m going to get comfortable and let you play a little,\" he said with a grin as he captures his young husband\'s mouth with his own, lying back and pulling Harry on top of him.

Harry moaned into the kiss and rubbed against Severus as he was tugged and pulled into place. He broke off the kiss and looked down into his husband\'s midnight eyes. \"Play how, Sir?\" He wiggled a hand between them and rubbed the large cock pressing into his thigh. He grinned, impishly. \"Do I get to tease you with the feather all up and down your pale skin and lean body?\" He pressed kisses to the long neck under him and nibbled on Severus\' collar bones. \"Would like to watch me play with myself?\" He sucked Severus\' ear lobe into his mouth and nursed it, lightly.

Lust filled eyes looked at Harry as Severus swallowed, his large hands splayed over his hips as he held onto him. \"Play for me, little one, make yourself quiver with need,\" he growled hoarsely, pushing his throbbing prick up against the swell of Harry\'s belly and into the fist of Harry\'s hand.

Harry sat up and straddled Sev\'s legs. With one hand he rubbed flat against his husbands\' cock and repeated the same action on himself. He closed his eyes and bit his bottom lip in concentration.

Severus pulled a pillow to him and stuffed it under his head, propping himself up so he could watch his beautiful mate. \"Yesss..Harry, that feels so good,\" he murmured as he bucked up against the small hand and then watched the younger man. \"What are you going to do?”

Harry\'s hand curled around the hard cock and his other did the same on himself. \"What would you like me to do Husband? Play with my cock for you?\" He tugged on their members then moved down to cup their balls. He squeezed gently and then let go.

\"Play with your little prick, baby, let me see you make it feel good,\" he said as he wiggled a bit under Harry and put his hand over the younger man\'s hand and gave his flaccid member a gentle squeeze. \"You don\'t bother with me; I just want to watch you.\"

Harry nodded. He reclined back on one hand and placed it between Severus\' spread legs. He grasped his own cock and squeezed the soft skin stroking and pulling on it. He cupped his balls and rolled them between his fingers. \"Wish I could get hard for you Sir.\" He mumbled softly and stroked his cock again, arching up into the touch.

\"My Harry, you will again,\" Severus soothed as he ran a hand over the younger man\'s swollen tummy. \"Does it feel good when you rub it? Does it feel differently?\" he asked watching Harry buck his hips up into his hand.

Harry nodded. \"Yes feels good... feels better when you touch me.\" He peered at Severus with one green eye and grinned. \"It just feels like I am touching myself and I want to get hard but it never does.\"

\"Cheeky brat,\" he admonished good naturedly and took Harry\'s hand in his own, guiding it down to his slit. \"How does that feel?\" He watched his husband closely, bringing his knees up so the younger man could lean back against them.

Harry leaned back then lifted his balls and prick so Severus could watch. He ran his finger over the little nub and hissed. \"That sent little spikes of energy throughout my whole body.\" He shuddered. \"Makes me feel like I have to wet myself if I press really hard and rub it at the same time. He moved his finger back and forth over his clit and his hips thrust automatically.

Severus cocked his head and remembered something Max and Damon had told him. \"Go and make sure you don\'t need to void and then come back, I want to try something.\"

Harry dropped himself and carefully climbed off his husband. \"Yes Sir.\" He walked into the bathroom, swaying his hips a little more than normal, putting on a show for his husband. He did go again, unsurprisingly and cleaned himself once more shivering as the flannel ran over his smooth skin. He felt tingly all over and sauntered back out to his husband. \"Where would you like me Sir?\"

Severus watched his slender husband make his way to the bathroom and then laid back trying to remember exactly what the other men had told him about a different kind of orgasm women could have and apparently men with Fleymann\'s could have as well. All he could really remember was Damon laughing as he told him Harry was liable to think he was going to wet all over himself if it happened.

He watched as Harry came back to the bed and wondered if maybe he\'d only had to urinate after all. \"I want you to get on the bed and just get comfortable, pet, alright?\" he said as he moved to the side and waited for Harry to climb onto the covers.

Harry crawled up and lay down on his side of the bed and placed his hands behind his back. He spread his legs slightly and snuggled down on the blankets. He smiled at Severus. \"Is this alright, Sir?\"

\"Beautiful, but why are you lying on your hands?\" Severus asked with a grin as he reached out and flicked the wax from the dusky nipples, nearly laughing as Harry pushed himself up to meet his fingers. \"Did some of your ardour fade while you were away from me?\" He teased, reaching down and trailing his fingertips along the tops of Harry\'s thighs.

\"Never, Husband. If anything it\'s more insistent the farther along I get.\" Harry spread his legs more for his Severus\' roaming hands. He grinned. \"You said you wanted to try something so I was just waiting for you, Sir.\" He scooted lower in the bed to lie more flat across the surface.

\"So I did Harry, so I did,\" he replied and began to stroke and tease his small clit, working to bring him back up to the point he\'d been. \"How are you feeling?\" He moved around a little so he could comfortably slide three fingers into Harry and use his thumb to tease and pet him.

Harry groaned and arched into Severus\' hands. He bent his legs and spread them wider and canted his hips up, offering himself to his husband. \"Oh godssss.\" He braced his feet on the mattress and pushed against the fingers. \"Tingly... little shocks...\" He shuddered out a breath. \"Makes my legs feel... wobbly\" He closed his eyes as Severus thumb moved over the tiny nub of nerves.

\"You are so wet, little one,\" Severus murmured as he moved his thumb and replaced it with the fingers from his other hand and began to twist his fingers and thrust them in and out of Harry. He bit his lower lip in concentration and let himself feel for some special spot inside Harry\'s new passage that Max had told him would work like his prostate. Where the bloody hell was it? He played Harry\'s clit between two fingers and smiled as he felt him getting even wetter.

Harry wiggled against the fingers. \"Yessss... feels good.\" He moaned low and long. \"Need you.... in me...\"

Severus pulled his hands from Harry\'s sex and gathered him into his arms, rolling to his back and pulling Harry on top of him. \"Do what you wish, my Harry,\" he whispered hoarsely as he bucked his hips against the hollow of the younger man\'s hip. Harry grunted as the fingers left him. He ran his hands down Severus\' chest and slid down the older man\'s body. He grabbed the waistband of Severus\' pyjama bottoms and eased them and the boxers off his husband\'s impressive prick. He kissed the head sticking out of the foreskin and licked the bit of fluid that welled up. Down the long legs, Harry peeled away the clothes to get down to Sev\'s skin. Once clear of the long feet, He bent and licked across the straight even toes, sucking the big one into his mouth. He moaned around it, pulled off with a pop and then kissed up the veins sticking up the pale foot and swirled his tongue around the hard ball of Severus\' ankle.

Harry turned to torture the left foot the same as he had the right. He wanted Severus to loosen up his iron control just a little and grab him. Take him and claim him again as he frustrated the other man to no end, pleasurably torturing him as he went. He moved up to Sev\'s knee and licked the soft skin at the bend.

Severus panted as he felt the cool morning air on his heated flesh followed by the wet heat of Harry\'s mouth. Merlin, he could make him feel so good, Severus thought as Harry\'s lips pulled at the head of his prick. His clothing gone, he growled as he realized Harry was giving his feet attention, his heavy prick twitching with each swipe of the boy\'s tongue. He\'d forgotten that he\'d told Harry that his feet were one of him most erogenous areas.

As Harry\'s tongue grazed over the tender flesh behind his knee, he sat up and grabbed his husband, pulling him up to lie on his body. \"I want to be in you now!\" he growled and moved Harry\'s legs to straddle his waist, the shaft of his prick covered by the wet of Harry\'s sex as he sat him up on him. \"Ride me Harry,\" he ground out.

Harry squeaked as Severus grabbed him. He wasn\'t expecting it so quickly but he rubbed along the large prick pressed against his cozy. \"Want to watch Sir?\" He lifted his balls up and frigged his clit feeling himself become wetter coating both of them. He rose up and reached between them to line up his hole with Severus\' cockhead. He slowly sank down just barely taking the head in. He squeezed his muscles around it. He remembered something Allie had told him about the Kegel muscles there. He practiced moving them every time he went to the loo and he flexed them again, watching to see what would happen.

Severus\' eyes widened and then rolled as he felt Harry tighten up around him, it took everything in him not to grab his husband and impale him hard and quick. \"Oh godddssss!\" he gasped and pushed his head back into the pillow, blinking slowly to regain the control he needed not to be rough with his pregnant husband. He let out the breath he\'d been holding and bent his neck so he could watch Harry finger himself as he rode him. \"Use my prick baby, use it like you would a toy.\" He stroked long fingers down Harry\'s side and groaned once more as felt the silky skin slide under his fingers.

Harry slid a little lower on to Severus\' cock squeezing and releasing as he paused, giving himself time to adjust and torture Severus as well. His fingers played over his clit and it was hard not to slam himself down on the other man. Wouldn\'t do to stop the proceedings with unnecessary pain. He ran a finger down the length still outside of him and into the trimmed curls at Sev\'s groin. He tugged lightly on the hairs and eased down some more. A slow and steady slide now .

Severus tossed his head from side to side on the pillow and forced his hips to stay still. Harry was calling the shots at the moment and he was letting him. \"How does it feel, baby?\" he managed to ask as he looked down and watch the younger man stroking his clit and then felt warm fingers on his shaft and the curls around the base of his prick being pulled at. \"Are you going to come on my prick, little one?\" he growled as he fisted his hands in the sheet beneath him.

Harry finally sank to the bottom and rested against\' Severus. He felt incredibly full and squeezed the stretched muscles once more. He grabbed Severus\' hands and placed them on his hips. He leaned forward and lay on Severus\' chest rubbing himself up and down the shaft just barely moving his hips. Lying like this pressed his little clit against Sev\'s skin and it sent shockwaves throughout his body and pressed against something on the inside. \"I... I... could, Sir.\" He ground back on the hard cock and felt the same pressure building again that had been earlier. It was lower and more intense. \"Did you want me too, Sir?\" He moved faster bearing down harder as he placed kisses and lick on Severus\' chest.

Severus shuddered as he was fully sheathed and Harry leaned forward to lie against him. He ran his hands over Harry\'s back, dropping them lower to grip his arse cheeks, one finger moving in to tease the little pucker as Harry moved slowly. The older man thrust up into Harry\'s little cozy, reveling in the tight heat, at the same time he pushed his finger up to the first knuckle in the young man\'s bottom. \"I want you to feel incredible Harry, that\'s what I want,\" he growled as he used his hands and finger to move Harry faster.

Pressing back against the finger in his arse and the cock in his cozy, he groaned low, nearly a growl and leaned forward more to nuzzle and bite at Severus\' neck. The pressure was building lower than it normally did. He mumbled against the slick skin as the feeling threatened to overwhelm him. It seemed to come from deep inside of him and it hurt a little bit but was a pleasurable pain; the more he rubbed, the tighter the coil wound and he wanted to tip it over, crack and break the spring. \"Please... Sir...\" He huffed against the skin trying to move even faster and harder.

\"Rub yourself baby,\" Severus instructed as he thrust up faster into him. He could feel the other man tightening around his prick and drove his finger in and out of his arse, quickly slipping a second one in and twisting them as much as he could. He cock was throbbing, his bollocks drawn up and ready to spill into his little one\'s waiting body, but he was determined to see Harry come undone first. \"Please what Harry?\"

The second finger in his arse did it and a low wail began in Harry\'s throat. The spring twisted once more and then let go flying through his body and he went with it. He screamed and sat down hard on Severus\' cock, coming what felt like gallons. Wetness splashed over the man underneath him and all Harry could do was ride out the waves as they coursed over his body. His eyes rolled in his head and he fought to hang on to consciousness. He dug his fingers into his thighs to bring himself back and he looked down at Severus. \"Oh... Oh... Oh gods.. You\'re... wet...\" He panted horrified.

\"Fuck yes....\" Severus growled and bucked hard up into Harry. He felt the hot liquid on him and grinned, the other two had been right. His little Harry had just had an incredible orgasm. He pulled him down close and thrust up into him as he began to come, crying out Harry\'s name repeatedly until it was only a soft sigh in the unruly hair.

\"That was brilliant Harry...\" he panted as he held the smaller man up by his shoulders.”It felt so good to be inside you. How did it feel for you?\" He quickly summoned a wet flannel and a towel and began to wash Harry gently after he\'d lifted him off of his softening prick.

Harry stared down at Severus horrified. \"But... but... Severus...” He felt himself lifted and lost it. \"I peed all over you! What’s wrong with you? You are acting like you enjoyed it.\" He jerked the towel away from Severus and tried moping up the nastiness. \"Oh gods... I\'m sorry Severus.\" He began crying as he cleaned up his husband. Merlin he was a sicko and he had enjoyed it so much. His body felt loose and lax. He made to stand to get a dry towel only to crumple to the floor and begin wailing in earnest. Why wouldn\'t his legs work?!

Severus was off the bed in a flash and had Harry gathered up in his arms, settling them back on the bed and rocking him. \"Shhh baby, you didn\'t wet on me. I promise that you didn\'t,\" he soothed as he stroked the smaller man\'s hair back from his forehead. When Harry wouldn\'t quiet, the older man stood with him in his arms and carried him to the bathroom, sitting him gently on the toilet. \"There now Harry, I want you to pee and you\'ll see that what just happened wasn\'t you losing control of your bladder.\" He didn\'t know how comfortable the younger man was going to be with him in there, but he was reluctant to leave him so upset.

He squatted down in front of Harry and rubbed the tops of his thighs trying to calm him. \"Don\'t cry Harry, please calm down.\"

Harry\'s breath hitched and he sniffled and looked at Severus then began crying again.

\"You just had an orgasm Harry, that\'s all, you didn\'t wet yourself, I promise,\" he soothed, trying to find the words that would calm his Harry down. \"It was just a different type of pleasure. Did it feel good?\" He stroked the unruly hair and smiled as he heard the sounds of his husband voiding, figuring that would help him understand that he\'d not had an accident. \"Would you like to go back to bed now?\"

\"Oh gods it was wonderful!\" Harry gasped and clenched his muscles not believing he had one; possibly peed on his husband and two; done it again on the toilet. It was a different sensation from a moment ago, but it still felt like to him he had wet the bed and Severus. He punched the other man in the arm. \"Why didn\'t you tell me I could do that?!\" He sobbed. \"No, I don\'t want to go back to bed. I want a shower but my legs don\'t want to work!\" He snapped irritably.

Severus laughed in a deep rumble and kissed the top of Harry\'s head gently. \"I\'ll run you a bath and you can soak, how does that sound?\" he asked as he put the stopper in the tub and started the water, adding some of the bubbles he knew the other man liked. He stood and retrieved a couple of thick towels from the linen closet and set them on the chair they kept next to the tub, placing a flannel on top of it.

He lifted Harry carefully and then lowered him into the hot water and stroked his face tenderly. \"I\'m sorry, I should have told you what might happen. Damon and Max had told me about this some time ago and I really didn\'t know if you could do it or not. Forgive me?\" he asked and stood up to go clean up their bed and put fresh linens on it.

Harry sighed and sank into the tub going under the water. He listened to Severus change the bed sheets and thought about what he had told him. Why hadn\'t he been warned? Max could have told him or Grant. He pouted and sat in the water wondering what to do.

After changing the bed, Severus pulled on a pair of jeans and stood in the doorway to the bathroom, looking at Harry. \"Would you like me to wash your back?\" he asked as he smiled down at the smaller man. He wondered if he shouldn\'t bring the portable telephone in for him, he looked irritable.

Harry looked up at him and smiled. He did feel really, really good but he was still a little unnerved about not knowing more about his body. He sat up and leaned forward. \"Please, sir. I apologize for my outburst earlier. I think I need to see Max or someone about learning more these new parts since they are going to be mine from now on.\"

Severus nodded, he could see the reasoning in that. \"Would you feel more comfortable with Grant? He is like you, you know,\" he asked as he came in to sit on the edge of the tub. \"I can call and ask him to come over if you like.\"

Harry thought about it. \"I guess. I don\'t really want to ask Allie and I think Max would laugh.\" He glared at Severus for a moment. \"He doesn\'t have to come out here. May we stop and see them while we are in town if we have time?\"

\"Max might laugh, but it wouldn\'t be at you, love. Sure, we can stop in and see them. I\'ll ring them and let them know we\'re coming by, alright?\" he said and leaned down to kiss the full lips, pausing a moment to gently nip at the bottom one. \"So beautiful.\" He dropped one hand to The Bump and gently ran his hand over the swell before looking up and smiling. \"Will you need help getting out?”


Harry nodded and moaned into the kiss. He held up his arms. “Please. My legs still feel really loose. Thank you, Husband.” He thought of something else. “While we are in town may we see your shop as well, Sir? I liked working the bar with Allie but I’d rather work with you.”

Severus put his hands under Harry\'s arms and lifted him gently and easily out of the tub, sitting him on the chair and wrapping a towel around him. Kneeling down in front of him, he carefully dried him off. Picking him back up, he carried him into the bed room and settled him on the bed. \"Trouser and a tee shirt alright?\" he asked as he opened drawers and picked a few things out from Harry\'s meager assortment of clothing. \"We need to take you shopping soon.\"

Harry blinked at him and nodded. \"I am going to be getting bigger.\" He rubbed his hand over the bump in his tummy. He didn\'t know why but it felt good to do that. He pulled on his shirt and then the trousers Severus had set out but when he stood he couldn\'t button them nor would the zipper go up more than half way. He felt the tears again and panted trying to stop them. Why was he being like this? He felt really good but just had to cry for some reason. He sat back on the bed and lay down. \"I can\'t go, my clothes don\'t fit.\" He sniffled and then glared at the idea of crying. He wasn’t going to do it again.

Severus looked down at him and grimaced at the threatened tears, he really wasn\'t good at this. He looked around the room again and then back at his husband. \"Would you wear a summer robe?\" he asked carefully, almost feeling like he was treading on Nagini\'s tail and trying not to get bit.

Harry nodded and sniffled again. He hated feeling like this it had about drove him nutters in Sturgis. He sat up and held out his arms to Severus.

Severus smiled and sat down next to Harry, pulling him into his arms and rocking him gently. \"Do you know how splendidly beautiful you are right now?\" he asked softly as he stroked the other man\'s hair. \"Don\'t be upset, you have our babe within you, and you look glorious.\" With a last kiss, he pulled away and went to the closet. Taking down one of the boxes he\'d stored at the Wolffes and Harry hadn\'t unpacked yet, he pulled a short, lightweight summer robe in blue from it.

Coming back to the bed, he picked up his wand and did a quick cleaning spell before pulling it over Harry\'s head. The sleeves were full and slashed over the upper arm, a hint of a waist and it fell in folds to puddle around Harry\'s feet. \"Stand up for me.\"

Carefully Harry stood and was happy that his legs supported him. \"Thank you Husband.\" He looked down the line of the robe then raised his eyebrow at Severus. \"I can\'t picture you in this, Sev.\" He smiled slightly and looked at his husband.

Severus shook his head and chuckled. \"Allie made it for me several years ago for a function where Max was getting an award and I was forbidden to wear black,\" he explained, waving his wand at Harry and the robe began shrinking down and fit him better. \"It\'s actually very comfortable, I wore it with a lighter blue robe under it. It looked quite nice.\" He stood back and looked at Harry critically. \"Shall I shorten it a bit more for you? I don\'t want to take a chance of you tripping.\"

His Harry was radiant in the late morning sun, the rays glinting off of his glasses and making his sun kissed cheeks glow even more. He felt a lump in his throat as he looked down into the smiling face; he truly was one lucky bastard to have Harry in his life. He bent and handed Harry his sandals.

Harry buckled his sandals and stood. He walked around a bit and felt the robe swish around his legs. \"Please, Husband just a little shorter.\" He stopped in front of Severus and toed up to plant a soft kiss on the thin mouth. He rubbed his thumb across Severus\' cheek and smiled at him. \"I guess we\'ll have to take the truck now, huh?\" He stood back to let Severus finish his alterations. \"I am ready when you are, Sev. Did you call Grant and Damon?\"

Quickly muttering a different spell, Severus shrunk the length to where the robes barely brushed Harry\'s ankles. There, now he would be safe. \"I\'ve not called yet, but I will right now,\" he answered as he leaned down and captured his husband\'s mouth once more. He stood back up and looked at him once more. \"I don\'t think you\'ll be on the bike again until after the baby, I\'ll just feel better with you in the truck.\"

He picked up the portable phone and quickly punched the memory button for Damon and Grant\'s, hoping one of them would answer.

Damon was just getting out of the shower when the phone rang in the living room. Wrapping the towel around himself and cursing, he left Grant in the shower and strode through the house. \"Yeah, what is it?\" He answered the phone not looking at the caller id.

\"Hello Damon, it\'s Severus,\" he said in greeting when the phone was picked up. \"What are you doing?\"

Damon smirked. \"I was in the shower with Grant. Why?\" He frowned \"Has something happened to Harry?\"

Severus squeezed his eyes shut; not the mental image he wanted. \"Too much information Damon, a simple \'I was in the shower\' would have sufficed,\" he said with a grimace and then grinned at Harry. \"Well now that you ask, something did kind of happen with Harry and he\'d like to visit with Grant for a little while, if that\'s alright.\"

Damon chuckled and then frowned again. \"Well, he\'s alright right? The baby\'s okay? Get your ass in the truck and get over here. What the hell did you call for? Why didn\'t you just come over?\"

\"I\'m calling because I have manners, you old arse,\" Severus laughed, \"we didn\'t want to just barge in and see Merlin only knows what you two do when you are alone. Yes, Harry and The Bump are fine; he just needs to talk to someone that understands the changes in his body. Do you think Grant will be alright with that?\" He\'d not even considered that the other man may not want to discuss this. In all the years he\'d known him, he\'d never heard him talk about it, he had only found out through something Damon had said one night.

Damon rubbed his face, moved the phone and then yelled over his shoulder. \"Grant, get your wrinkled ass out of the shower, Harry needs to talk to you. They\'re coming over.\" He smirked at the garbled return shout and then nodded. \"Come on, I\'ll make certain he\'s dressed by the time you all get here.\"

Severus winced as the shout came over on his end and he laughed when he saw Harry\'s eyes widen as he heard it too. \"Alright Damon, we\'re leaving now. Stop harassing Grant, he\'ll kick your arse and you know it. See you all in a few minutes,\" he said as he hung the phone up and held his hand out to Harry.

\"Are you ready?\" he asked and led the smaller man out of the house and into the brilliantly lit day.