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�Do I look
like I know where the fucking tent peg goes?� Ron stood up, sweating, and
dragged his forearm over his forehead as the sunlight baked his naked top half.

�You were
the one that wanted to come camping, and anyway, I�m rather enjoying the view��
Severus quirked an eyebrow, with his arms folded over his chest.

It was
stupidly hot. Even Severus had had to concede and roll the sleeves of his shirt
back, something he never did because of his Death Eater mark, and undo most of
the buttons. Well, he had undone two. Ron had popped open three more with a
dirty grin on his face. And that was before they�d even got the tent out.

�If you
don�t start being more helpful I will shove the damn tent peg somewhere the sun
doesn�t shine!� Ron stamped his foot.

�Did you seriously just stamp your foot at me?� Severus fell about laughing.
�Let me put the buggering thing up with magic and have done.�

�I thought
that was against the rules?� Ron muttered.

�Well, sod
the rules. It�s too hot.�

Defeated,
Ron chucked the tent peg on the floor and Severus spelled the tent into putting
itself together with a satisfied grin. Ron grumped and stomped off to the tap
just along from their tent, before turning it on and catching water in his
hands. Severus took his eyes off the building tent to watch him throw it all
over his face and then his top half.

Christ alive. The skin of his torso was alive with
tiny water droplets dripping off it.

�Did I not
tell you once already? We didn�t come for a gay porn show!� George ambled over.

�I did,�
Severus couldn�t help the way his voice was a little breathless.

�Oh that�s
disgusting,� George wrinkled his face. �Pervert.�

�Too late
to protest now,� Severus finally managed to tear his eyes off his husband.
�It�s my legal right as a spouse.�

George
shuddered and bent down to look under the tent flap. �Wow! Your tent is fucking
amazing! Is it new?�

�No, I camp
all the time,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�Oooh, Mr.
Snippy�s back,� George laughed and disappeared inside.

Severus
followed him. It wasn�t bad. There was a simple living room and kitchenette,
bathroom (which he�d be modifying later) and a bedroom. Simple enough but he
couldn�t work up the enthusiasm for it. George threw himself down on the sofa
and groaned. �This is much better than ours. This blows. Our tent smells of
cats, we borrowed it from Dad.�

�Too tight
to buy your own?� Severus laughed.

�No, didn�t have enough notice. We only brought it because we thought once you
dropped us off we might hang around a bit and find a campsite near the coast or
something. Didn�t plan on you driving us all the way here.�

Severus
shrugged. �I wasn�t going to leave you on the roadside, was I?�

�You
probably should have,� George got back to his feet. �I�m sorry if we caused
friction between you and Ron. It was really rude of us to push our way in.�

�Don�t
worry about it,� Severus shrugged, shoving his hands in his pockets,
uncomfortable being apologised to.

�Just say
the word when you get annoyed and we�ll clear off home. Leave you to drive back
alone with Ron.�

�Who�s
going to flirt with the police should they pull me over?� Severus grinned,
reaching out to test the tap in the kitchen.

�You�ll do
fine by yourself.�

�I don�t
flirt,� Severus threw him a sarcastic glare.

�Yeah,
sure, whatever,� George teased.

�Ask Ron, I
can�t. Like I was born without the ability.�

�The
ability to what?� Ron pushed his way into the tent and looked between them,
shirt still off.

�Your
husband says he can�t flirt,� George grinned.

�Load of bollocks, best flirter in the world,� Ron shook his head and pulled
out his wand, muttering a cooling spell over the space.

�That�s
love, that is,� Severus pointed to Ron. �He lies for me.�

George
laughed. �I�m going to go and explore. Fred�s chatting up this bird in the
shop. Don�t expect your teabags any time soon. Charlie�s already fallen asleep
in the sun. I tried to write �tosspot� across his chest in suncream but he woke
up.�

Ron laughed
and scratched his head. �You want company?�

�Nah, if
I�m not back in three hours cook food. I�ll smell it and come back.�

�Was
thinking it�d be easier if we just went to the pub for dinner,� Severus said,
looking up from the sink.

�Sure. See
you later.�

And then
George was gone, leaving them alone in their tent. Severus idly sauntered over
to where Ron stood twiddling his wand between his fingers. He dropped a kiss
onto his bare shoulder. �Hey sexy.�

�I�m glad
you�re so warped,� Ron dropped his wand on the sofa and turned round to embrace
Severus. �Nobody else in their right mind would call me sexy.�

�Well
that�s good for me, means nobody�s going to steal you.�

�They
wouldn�t get very far if they tried,� Ron smiled, tracing a finger over the
upper part of Severus� chest and through the hair revealed by his open shirt.
�Any chance I�m going to get to see you wandering around without this on?�

�Not a
chocolate cauldron�s chance in hell,� Severus replied immediately. Wouldn�t want to scare the locals.

�Shame,�
Ron ghosted a kiss on his collar bone.

Severus
pulled his face up by the chin and kissed him, finally feeling like their
holiday might have been a good idea. As Ron parted his lips to admit him, he
smiled slightly.

�What?� Ron pulled back, with his own smile.

�Nothing. I just like being on holiday with you.�

Ron leant
forward for another kiss and slid one of his hands up Severus� back.

�We�re both
just dying to suggest christening the tent,� he muttered throatily in his ear.
�So let�s just not beat about the bush.�

�You lock
the front of the tent and I will soundproof the hell out of this place,� Severus
grinned, and tore away from Ron and pulled his wand out.

Ron was
laughing as he pulled down the tent zipper and locked it with some of the
locking spells Severus used to use on his office door at Hogwarts. And then he
stripped off his jeans and slapped Severus on the backside before running into
the bedroom and throwing himself on the bed with an �oomph� as he hit the
mattress.

�There.
Nobody�s going to hear your incredible vocal skills through that lot.� Severus
walked in and tugged his shirt over his head and chucked it on the floor in his
haste.

�I�ve never seen you so eager and unravelled,� Ron took in the messy hair and
fumbling fingers on his trousers.

�Must be
the holiday making me horny,� Severus crawled on top of Ron, grinning.

Severus
kissed down Ron�s neck feverishly and paused to lick at the base of his throat.

�Sev-erus,�
Ron�s breath hitched mid-word. �I need to pay you back for what you did to me
on the back of the ferry.�

�Not
likely,� Severus grabbed both Ron�s wrists and pinned them above his head,
kissing as far down his chest as he could get, before rising back up to latch
over a nipple.

�Mmm,� Ron
grinned, throwing his head back on the bed so his hair formed a messy puddle on
the bed.

�Who�s
taking who?� Severus asked when he surfaced for air.

�My turn,� Ron whispered. �But first I want you to lie face down on the bed.
Take your trousers off.�

Severus did
as he was told without question. He arranged himself comfortably and waited,
the cool air from Ron�s spell making his skin tingle compared to the fierce
heat he�d been in outside. He felt Ron straddle his backside and then place his
hands on his back and beginning to massage.

�I know
your shoulder must be killing you,� Ron said quietly, reaching over to the
bottle of oil he�d wordlessly summoned from their luggage. He dripped a few
drops on Severus� skin before applying some to his hands. Then he smoothed his
hands up to the scarred shoulder and rubbed with his thumbs using gentle
pressure.

Severus
could do very little but groan appreciatively and feel his erection digging
into the bed.

�It seems
really nice here,� Ron commented, moving one hand to work on the other
shoulder.

�It is,�
Severus replied in a low tone. �But I�m not stupid enough to walk around
showing this thing off,� he waved his forearm upwards before letting it drop
lazily down on the bed.

�I was thinking about that,� Ron worked down his spine. �Why don�t we properly
start looking into covering it up?�

Severus
didn�t reply.

�It�s just�
you can�t stay in long sleeves all your life, Severus, and it makes you
uncomfortable. So why not cover it up if you can? Or, I dunno. Get another
tattoo over it to make it look different.�

�No, I�m
not getting another tattoo,� Severus said. �This one hurt enough.�

�Yes but Muggles use a needle, not a bloody carving knife or whatever it was
Voldemort enchanted to mark you.�

�I just
want it completely gone,� Severus sighed. �But save actually cutting the flesh
off, I�m not sure what I can do.�

Ron
thoughtfully kneaded at the base of his spine, thinking about it. �What about
something like the spell I used to do on the windows in Spinners End? See if we
could adapt that� a covering if you like. It might block out your veins, look a
bit weird� but the mark would be gone.�

�Probably
wouldn�t work.�

�Worth a try though, if you want it gone that bad,� Ron pressed, hating
Severus� instantly dismissive nature of things he didn�t think would succeed.
It made Ron wonder how they�d ever got to the one year mark.

Severus
fell silent again and Ron sighed, working back up his spine before falling down
to kiss the nape of his neck. �Your hair is getting so long.�

�Longer
than I�ve let it get in years,� Severus smiled into the bedcovers.

�Why?� Ron
buried his nose in it.

�I don�t
know. I like having it longer when��

�When what?�

�When I�m with somebody.�

�Why on
earth does that make a difference? I mean I know my hair�s longer now than when
we first got together, but that�s because I�m lazy and I can�t be arsed getting
it cut!�

�I don�t
know,� Severus rolled beneath Ron and looked up at him. �Maybe I just like it
longer so you can run your fingers through it.�

Ron grinned
and leant down for a kiss. Their groins pressed together and neither could hold
in their moan.

�So are you
going to be a good bottom today or am I going to have to get all commanding?�
Ron smiled, kissing the tip of Severus� nose.

�Hmmm,�
Severus cupped an arse cheek in his hand and squeezed. �I don�t know. I think I
can be good but the holiday might have turned me a little frisky.�

�We�ll see,�
Ron ducked his head and sucked hard on a nipple, before rolling off Severus
onto his back. �Come on then.�

�You want
me to sit on you? That�s the height of bloody laziness. And I was the one who
drove here.� Severus grabbed his wand and produced enough lubrication for Ron�s
cock.

�Turn
around,� Ron muttered, holding out his hand to the wand for greasing.

Fingers
slick, he extended a finger and gently crept around the tight entrance, probing
millimetre by millimetre with a slowness he knew would infuriate Severus. And
then he sat up and without warning licked where his finger had been, causing
his husband to jerk forwards slightly and hiss. Ron smiled and pulled back
again, before inserting his finger properly and stretching. He went to two
fingers and scissored, moving in and out methodically, before unusually adding
a third finger and proceeding to finger-fuck Severus, speeding up the pace.

�Jesus Ron, what are you trying to do to me?� Severus gasped, face screwed up
with pleasure, breathing loudly to the bed cover.

�We both
know you enjoy this,� Ron ran his other hand lazily over the buttocks in front
of him. �Makes us both feel dirty.�

�Suppose
it, ah Christ, does��

�Did anyone
do this to you when you were�� Ron didn�t need to finish his question.

�Yes,� Severus breathed with a moan. �It was the only way you were allowed to
be pleasured at the bottom of the pile.�

Ron
instantly pulled his hand out and Severus spun round to kneel across his body,
perfectly positioned to fall back onto Ron�s cock. Ron guided him with his
hands, groaning as Severus slid onto his shaft with ease and his foreskin was
pulled back slowly.

�Well.
You�re not at the bottom of the pile any more, are you?� Ron breathed, reaching
to lace his fingers through Severus�, who was sinking down on him, mouth
slightly open as he was filled up.

�I suppose
not,� he smiled, and raised Ron�s hand to kiss it, before bringing it back down
again and placing it over his crotch. �Put yourself to good use.�

Ron did as
was requested, stopping only to gasp and grunt as Severus expertly began to bob
up and down on top of him, thighs pinning him to the bed.

As much as
he enjoyed it, however, Ron couldn�t deny that he wanted to kiss and taste. So
he dropped Severus� erection and used his hands to push himself up to a sitting
position, where Severus wrapped his arms around him and held him up, leaning
down for a kiss.

�That�s
better,� Ron breathed, thrusting his hips as much as he could.

Severus was
completely impaled on him now, his legs over Ron�s hips, balls and erection
lodged between their bellies, rubbing as they moved. Ron kissed up the centre
of his chest and reached around with his finger, prodding again at Severus�
entrance, feeling where his dick was sheathed.

�You
fucker,� Severus hissed and tilted his head back as the finger traced where it
could.

Ron gave a
low laugh and brought his other hand between them, fingers expertly curling
around the erection there. And then he had an idea.

�Severus,
lean back for me,� he breathed and groaned as Severus complied, bending his
erection backwards within him as he did so.

Then Ron
lengthened his back, before curling down his head. With a smile, he extended
his tongue and Severus uttered a scream as the wet muscle ghosted across the
head of his prick. Thrilled with his new discovery, Ron strained as hard as he
could to see if he could get his mouth around the tip. He could when Severus
lifted himself slightly, gasping at the feel of his cock being sucked by the
same person that had him filled tightly. Ron sucked and lapped as best he could
before having to straighten up, the pain in his ribs building until he could no
longer stand it.

�Sorry,� he
panted, pulling Severus back to him. �Hurt too much to continue.�

�Don�t
apologise, that was�� Severus was lost as he moved up and down again and Ron
kissed his neck wetly, spreading his hands over Severus� buttocks and gripping
them tightly, pushing him into his body.

It was too
much and Severus found himself spraying them both with come far too quickly for
his own liking, with an embarrassed and breathy �Fuck!�, mildly comforted by
the fact that Ron spilled into him only seconds later.

�This
holiday fucking rocks,� Ron breathed, eyes closed, face pressed into Severus�
chest.

As Severus
fell backwards off him, still breathing heavily, and saw the mess he�d made of
them both, he wasn�t going to disagree. He got shakily to his feet and pulled
Ron up with him.

�Shower,� he explained, but found himself pulled backwards onto the bed again
by Ron, who was on his side and instantly wrapped himself into Severus� body
the instant he was horizontal.

�Shower
later,� he breathed, and rested his head on the shoulder that wasn�t scarred.

Severus
didn�t have the energy or the inclination to argue. He concentrated on
breathing in and out, and on stroking the smooth body in his arms gently. Ron
was lying contentedly except for the stabbing pain in his ribs, and knew his
little stunt was going to cost him as the day went on.

�Your
heartbeat�s all over the place,� Severus said. �What�s the matter?�

�Woke up my
ribs when I sucked you,� Ron gasped, rolling onto his back as the pain got
progressively worse.

Severus
instantly probed his fingers over the site where he had accidentally broken
Ron�s ribs the year before, and where Lucius Malfoy had re-broken them whilst
abusing him. �Nothing�s broken,� he frowned, before bending down and kissing
the skin lightly.

�You know,�
Ron was able to speak a little more easily. �When you�re little and your mum
says she�ll kiss it better, and it actually hurts less? That just happened when
you kissed my ribs.�

�In that
case,� Severus grinned, ducking his head. �I�ll kiss some more.�

Ron giggled
as the lips tickled his skin but couldn�t believe the way the pain reduced as
Severus kissed him.

�Better?�

�Much.�

�Healing
lips, what can I say?� Severus fell back down and gently pulled Ron back to
him.

�Wandering lips more like,� Ron grinned, inhaling the cinnamon scent of his
husband�s skin.

They lay
contentedly for a while, not speaking. Severus began to feel sleepy again and a
small snore told him Ron had beaten him to the dream world. He closed his eyes.
Maybe I�ll re-think my hatred of camping.

***

By the time
Severus and Ron had woken up, showered and dressed, it was five in the evening.
Rather sheepishly, Ron went first, looking about for his brothers to bat away
the teasing which was sure to follow the fact that they�d been locked away in
their tent for three hours.

�Nice
shag?� George grinned from by the water tap, where he was filling up a
canister.

�Beautiful,�
Ron smiled smugly.

�It�s wrong
I�m actually jealous, isn�t it?�

�That
depends if you�re just jealous of the shag or jealous of whom I had one with.�

�Just the
shag,� George nodded, turning off the tap.

�Then not
wrong at all, just a little sad,� Ron rolled his eyes. �Where�re Fred and
Charlie?�

�Exploring.
I found a really cool little river running through the wood, and it leads out
onto the beach!�

�You�ve got
yourself burnt already,� Ron looked at his brother�s pink tinged cheeks. �You
should be more careful.�

�I put
suncream on!�

�Before or
after you jumped in the river for a swim?�

�Oh shut up Mr. Smartypants.�

Ron laughed
and looked around, swinging his arms childishly. �We�re the only people
camping.�

�Everyone
else was probably sane enough to book a hotel in this heat,� George grinned,
and screwed the cap on the water canister.

�Someone
left their bat,� Ron frowned, and crouched down to pick it up.

�It�s not a
Quidditch bat,� George looked at it. �Or a Muggle cricket bat.�

�God I hate
cricket,� Ron groaned. �So fucking boring. Nobody does anything but throw balls
and try to catch the other out.�

�I take it
Severus is a fan then?�

�Yes, I
tried to scramble the signal from the sport radio station but it didn�t work.
Half of the time they�re not even bloody commenting on the cricket, they�re
talking about the bloody crowd.�

�That�s the
point,� Severus said from behind him. �You�re so impatient for action. Anyway,�
he tugged the bat out of Ron�s hand. �This is a rounders bat.�

�How do you
know that?� Ron asked.

�I did
spend five years forced to a muggle primary school before I went to Hogwarts,
Ron,� Severus swung the bat with an air of moodiness. �Physical Education was a
torture you should be glad you were never submitted to.�

George
laughed. �And were you any good at hitting with it?�

�Christ,
no,� Severus threw the bat down on the ground with a shudder. �I spent most of
my time being beaten up round the back of the bike sheds anyway. Like anyone
would pick me for their rounders team. God, that sounds terribly self-pitying.�

�It does,�
George assured him.

Ron put his
arm around his husband�s shoulders. �Well, I picked you for my team.�

�It helps
that you both bat for it,� George snorted, before lurching out of reach of
Ron�s swiping fist.

�And
anyway, how do you know we only bat for one team?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�Ah, so,
swinging the bat both ways. Filthy.�

�Where are
you getting all these awful euphemisms from?� Severus laughed.

�I was a
beater. You don�t think I�ve heard every bat sexuality joke going in the whole
of Hogwarts?�

�Oh, of
course. Well rounders is just like beating� someone throws a ball, you hit it,
you run round the pitch as far as you can, but if you�re still running and
someone catches the ball or gets it back to the pitcher then you�re out.�

�That
sounds hideously dull,� George laughed.

�Well it�s
not particularly thrilling, no.�

�Just like
cricket,� Ron said airily, walking away and throwing himself into a perfect
hand stand on the grass, holding his legs in the air.

�Christ,
you�re stupidly agile for someone so tall,� Severus blinked.

Ron laughed
as his face turned redder. �I used to be able to walk on my hands, too.� He
flipped his legs over to stand up.

�Oh to be
nineteen again,� Severus managed a smile. I�m
old. God, I really AM old.

Ron groaned
and crumpled slightly, face in pain. �Okay, yeah, stupid move. I�m nowhere near
as agile as I once was� fucking Malfoy.�

Severus was
by his side instantly, smoothing his arms around him and felt Ron relax as he
was held. He bent his head to kiss his hair.

�Stop it,�
George muttered. �Any more of this and I�m going to come back off this holiday
a flaming queen.�

He stomped
off carrying the water canister and Ron�s head followed him. �Something�s wrong
with him, he�s not right.�

�It might
just be watching his little brother be mauled,� Severus said fairly.

�It�s more
than that,� Ron sighed, and pulled away. �But enough of that� We�re on
holiday.�

***

Severus
groaned and stretched as he woke up, vaguely aware that the tent roof looked
light. That had to mean it was morning. He was sprawled on his front, face
buried in his pillow, arm dangling off the bed with the sheet tangled around
his waist. He was so warm and content he didn�t even bother moving. He was
waking up to his third morning of holiday and was feeling decidedly lazy.

It took him
a while to notice the lack of snoring next to him. Ron generally sounded like a
foghorn and Severus had given up trying to poke, prod, shove and pinch him into
shutting up of a night and taken to training it out as best he could. He wasn�t
often particularly successful as a light sleeper. He groped sideways with his
hand and felt relieved when his fingers connected with soft flesh.

�You
awake?� he grunted, drawing his hand back.

�Yeah I�m
awake,� Ron rolled over and pressed into his side, running a hand up over his
naked back.

�You
alright?�

�Mmmmhmm,�
Ron kissed his shoulder.

Severus
blinked sleepily, sending stars everywhere, before awkwardly shimmying onto his
side and pulling Ron into his arms for a kiss.

�Ugh, do
the French have to use so much garlic in everything?� Ron pulled away, clearly
trying not to balk at Severus� morning breath.

�You could
just tell me to get up and go and brush my teeth rather than being rude.�

�I�m not
being rude,� Ron grumbled, and as if proving a point kissed Severus again,
sending his tongue deeper. �Just making a comment on local food...�

Severus
snorted and turned onto his back, bringing a hand up to rub the sleep out of
his eyes. �Good sleep?�

�Not bad,�
Ron yawned, bringing his fingers up to play in Severus� chest hair, of which
there was just the right amount, making him neither hairy or scarily without.

They lay in
silence until Severus groaned and slid his hand under sheet to re-arrange his
fast growing morning erection.

�So all it takes is for me to tickle your chest these days?� Ron asked, amused,
tracing a nipple with his little finger.

�It takes far less as you well know,� Severus closed his eyes.

Ron
sniggered and pushed their lips together again, this time for a sweeter,
gentler lip lock, lacing his fingers through Severus� and tugging his hand up
to his face, so he could transfer the kisses onto his wrist. He made slow work
of planting wet kisses across the pulse point, letting his tongue drag. His
lips curled into a smile as Severus let out a shaky little groan.

�And see if
it weren�t for you being carted off to Azkaban I might never have found that
little gem,� Ron laughed, letting his hand fall.

Severus
rolled him over onto his back and straddled above him. �I�d still rather not
have gone, mind, even if it is delicious.�

Ron snorted
and looked happily up at him.

�You�re
delicious,� Severus bent his head and kissed him.

Ron didn�t
say anything but welcomed the kiss.

�You�re
also impeccable at servicing me,� Severus smirked and kissed down his chest.

Ron
laughed.

�You�re
perfect,� he kissed across the flat belly and paused to flick his tongue in the
small hole, before nuzzling the thin line of strawberry blonde hair that ran
down to his groin.

Ron simply
smiled at him.

�You�re
beautiful,� Severus kissed the scar amongst his pubic hair.

Ron rolled
his eyes at that. Still not one bit more
of self-confidence than the day I got with you, then, Ron.

�And,�
Severus breathed out over the exposed flesh he found himself face to face with,
�You�re mine.� He sucked the top of Ron into his mouth with a glance of his
dark eyes.

And Ron
couldn�t hold his silence anymore. With a groan, he tilted his head back into
the bed and drew his knees up, spread wide, pressing his hips up into Severus�
face in reaction to the heavenly feeling between his legs. Severus licked
softly back and forth, running his hands up to press Ron�s hips back down on
the bed, holding him in place as he slid more of the erection into his mouth.
Ron tried to shift up again and on finding himself restrained, let out a low
grumble which could have been a growl. The feel of Severus laving over the tip
of his cock was always too much to handle, but after the loving words it felt
even more intense.

�Just
lick,� he asked in a whisper, hoping Severus would comply, and he did, pulling
up to lick at Ron as he�d started. �Thank you,� Ron tried arching up again but
was still prevented from doing so.

It didn�t
take long before he was moaning anyway, begging for release even though he knew
nobody was stopping him. Sensing Ron�s frustration, Severus closed his lips
over the tip and washed it in a thoroughly wet kiss.

�Uuuuuuughfuck,�
Ron bucked again and drew his legs up properly as he released into the hot
mouth. He rocked his hips forward until he was spent before collapsing down,
feeling like jelly.

Severus
didn�t move automatically, he cleaned Ron up slightly before doing so, and even
then he only moved enough to get a clear view of his face.

�Are you
alright?� He frowned, seeing the intense look on Ron�s face.

�I�m
f-fine,� he breathed. �Just, you know, you rather blow me away when you do it
that way.�

Severus
crawled up over him and rested one elbow next to his shoulder, leaving his
other hand free to trace Ron�s face gently. �I know you don�t think you�re much
to look at,� Severus said softly. �But I think myself blessed to know I�ll
spend every morning of the rest of my life waking up next to you.�

�Christ,
have Fred and George slipped you something? You�re awfully amorous and
forthcoming with the compliments this morning. D�you want something?� Ron asked
with a teasing voice.

Severus
slapped his chest playfully. �Shut up and be adored.�

�I don�t do
well under adoration,� Ron grimaced slightly. �And neither do you, so don�t
lecture me.�

�I happen
to like being adored by you very much,� Severus murmured, eyes falling over
Ron�s face in a gaze so powerful Ron actually blushed.

�Why are
you being so��

�Passionate?�

�Starry-eyed,�
Ron laughed.

�I don�t know,�
Severus shrugged sheepishly.

�I think
Fred and George have drugged you,� Ron laughed, but he picked up the hand on
his chest and kissed it softly.

�I know I�m
a miserable old bastard Ron but really, it hurts when you don�t think I mean
the things I say,� a smile curled up Severus� lips.

�I know you
mean them,� Ron said playfully. �But they just seem to be rolling off your
tongue like insults normally would this morning and it�s a bit of a pleasant
shock.�

�Would it
make it better if I were to tell you that your breath isn�t the only thing to
stink of garlic?� Severus narrowed his eyes with a cruel smirk.

�There we
are, you�re back to normal,� Ron sighed happily, and patted Severus� head like
he would George�s.

�I�m not
your pet,� Severus growled, shifting up so he was properly face to face with
Ron.

�No I think
we established that when you wouldn�t put that collar on,� Ron closed his eyes
and rubbed his own shoulder with his chin as he lay there.

�I don�t do
slave,� Severus muttered. �You know that.�

�But yet
you were perfectly happy to enslave me,� Ron raised his eyebrow and pursed his
lips slightly.

�Well
that�s different,� Severus kissed the lips into relaxing again. �I have no
desire to be ordered around and humiliated.�

�What if I
have the desire to order you around?� Ron�s brow creased in argument.

�We�re
seriously going to argue about this?� Severus paused, looking down in surprise.

Ron�s face
relaxed into a smile. �No. I�m not going to make you do something you�re
uncomfortable with.�

Severus
frowned. �Do you really want to do it that much?�

Ron looked
up at him with considering eyes. �I wouldn�t mind trying it but, if you�re not
into it, like I said, no.�

�But why?�
Severus settled himself down for a discussion, even as his dick twinged with annoyance
at its neglect.

�Look�
you�re� older, as you�re always reminding me. You�ve experimented and you know
what you like, that�s fair enough. But I haven�t. And I�ve only ever been with
you. And my brain is overactive and it thinks of things it might like that you
might not. Just human nature.�

Severus
didn�t like what he was hearing. He knew Ron had a point but he didn�t like
being called older, even if that was the truth too. Why am I so bothered?

�And don�t
go all silent on me because I pointed out the truth,� Ron rolled his eyes. �I
am nineteen, you�re forty. The world is round, the sea is blue.�

Severus
grumbled slightly but didn�t protest.

�There are
a lot of forty year old men out there that would kill for a lithe nineteen year
old in their bed every night and wouldn�t give a damn about the age difference.
They�d say it kept them young.�

�But the
difference between them and me is that I intend to keep my lithe nineteen year
old, whereas they would just cast them off when they got tired of arguing,�
Severus walked his two longest fingers up Ron�s chest.

�Are you saying I�m tempestuous?� Ron scowled.

�Where on
earth did you learn such a big word, Ronald?� Severus chucked at him.

Before he
knew what was happening, he was flat on his back and Ron�s fingers, so soft and
long, were tickling every part of him that they could reach. �Stop,� Severus
pleaded breathlessly, wriggling awkwardly on the bed.

�You
deserve it!� Ron laughed, fingers teasing his sides.

Severus
tried fighting back but, probably because
you�re fucking forty and he�s nineteen, Ron was too quick for him.

�Fighting
back not permitted,� he grabbed Severus� wrists and pinned them above him.

All he got
was a growl in response and Ron grinned devilishly.

***

It was late
in the afternoon and Severus was sitting in the shade reading without company.
Ron and the twins had gone to the village and Charlie was walking. For all his
moaning, now left alone Severus was missing the redheaded troop and their
continual banter and noise.

He sighed
and closed the book, throwing it down on the grass next to where he sat,
drumming his hands on his thighs. For some reason, he was having trouble
shaking off his and Ron�s mini-argument from first thing that morning. Ron had
just kissed him and seemingly forgotten it, but Severus was finding it harder
to let go. Doesn�t he get how humiliating
a slave role play would be? He said it himself. I�m forty and he�s nineteen.
Forty year old man enslaved to a nineteen year old is just� weird. But then
reverse the situation and it�s perverted. Oh, I don�t fucking know.

He
stretched his legs out in front of him.

Why am I even bothered about this?
It�s not like it�s going to happen, he said he�d drop it.

Severus
squinted at a point in the distance.

But then he�s always doing that for
me� He�s always changing his mind to make me happy.

His eyes
slid over the tent.

But on the other hand, I came
camping for him; I didn�t kick his brothers out�.

Severus
absentmindedly ran his hand over his forearm, which was bare. He was unusually
wearing one of Ron�s t-shirts and his usual black jeans. George had commented
that he looked years younger. But the real difference was that Severus wasn�t
hiding his arm, again.

Only because this place is empty and
nobody else has been stupid enough to camp. One movement not from a Weasley and
I�m diving in the tent.

And he
couldn�t deny he felt stupidly self-conscious of himself anyway, Ron and his
brothers were rolling round with their tops off and in shorts and messy jeans
and he just felt too out of place, too out of the circle. Whether he�d have
felt that way with just Ron, he didn�t know. And he really wished that they�d
all put their tops back on, because it was incredibly distracting. Charlie in
particular, with his tanned muscles, kept grabbing Severus� attention even if
he didn�t want it to be grabbed.

I hope to God Ron never, ever learns
how to Legilimens because seeing that in my brain would break his heart.

He sighed
and hugged his arms to his chest, staring with his eyes glazed into the trees.

Is it wrong to see the
attractiveness in your husband�s brother? Oh, of course it fucking is.

And that
wasn�t the issue, anyway. He just felt too old and out of it to be able to
compete with their youth. Never once in his contemplations on whether to decide
on doing anything with Ron did going on holiday come into his mind. A movement
to his left dragged him from his reverie, and he started slightly before
realising it was only Charlie coming back from his walk.

Thankfully with your top on.

�Hey
Severus. The others not back yet?� He threw himself down on the ground next to
Severus.

�No, not
heard a word from them,� Severus tried to take a nonchalant tone, and
pretending that he hadn�t been worrying slightly for the last hour.

�He�s
fine,� Charlie laughed. �You really need to loosen your grip a bit, Severus.
He�s not a toddler.�

�I can�t
help it. He�s just� a trouble magnet.�

Charlie
laughed again and lay down on his back. �He�s a bit of a disaster zone. But
still. He�s lived through a hell of a lot so far and survived. I�m sure
anything that befalls him here won�t even make a dent on him,�

�I know
you�re right,� Severus smiled ruefully. �I�m just naturally very� protective of
those that I love.� Possessive, more
like.

�And so is
he, and that�s why you�re forever squabbling.�

Severus
laughed and also lay down, rolling onto his front to prop his head up with his
hand. �Charlie, are you alright?� He asked quietly.

So far
nobody had openly discussed the ending of Charlie�s relationship and Severus
found it odd. He wasn�t sure whether his brothers didn�t know how to bring it
up, how to talk to him about it, or were just ignoring it because that�s what
they �did�. Either way, he didn�t feel it was right that nobody was seemingly
offering any support.

�Sort of,�
Charlie replied.

�Do you
want to talk about it?� What is it with
me recently and offering to talk to people? First Remus, now Charlie� You�re
not a bloody agony witch, Severus!

�What is
there really to say?� Charlie shrugged. �He wanted out. I tried to fight for it
but it was pretty clear he�d had enough. And it was my fault for moving here.�

�He could
have moved with you,� Severus pointed out, gently running his fingertip along a
blade of grass.

�His family
were all there� he wasn�t doing anything that I wasn�t, by choosing to stay and
be close to them,� Charlie spoke softly. �Honestly. I�m fine about it; I have
my moments, but then who wouldn�t after five years?�

�Five years and he couldn�t even fight
for your relationship?� Severus asked incredulously.

�Well. Now
do you see why I�m not sobbing all over the place?� Charlie asked dryly.

�I suppose
I do, yes,� Severus raised his eyebrows.

�Exactly.
Say, if Ron wanted to leave you, even after only one year, what would you do?�

�Go through
the roof and fight to keep him, unless� he�d already found someone else.�

�Why would
that make it different?� Charlie frowned.

�Because
then it wouldn�t be like he was just leaving me because he was tired of us, of
the relationship, he�d be leaving me because he�d found someone else that
excited him more than me. And I just don�t think I could come back from that,
personally.�

�I see your
point, I s�pose,� Charlie countered. �Thank God it�s not something you two are
ever going to have to worry about, eh?�

�We can�t
know what�s in the future,� Severus replied, extremely quietly.

�Oh come
on,� Charlie turned on his side and propped his head up with his elbow.
�Severus, please. Can�t you see the way he looks at you? The way he gravitates
around you?�

Severus smiled
and said nothing.

�Is this
the age difference again?� Charlie
asked with a frown. �Because seriously� the only person for whom it seems to be
an issue, is you, Severus.�

Severus
snapped the blade of grass and sighed. �I�ll admit I�m having� trouble adjusting
to being here with you lot.�

�Why on
earth?� Charlie frowned. �I�m not exactly youthful anymore.�

�You�re
still on the right side of thirty,� Severus managed a smile.

�Not for much bloody longer,� Charlie brooded. �But honestly, it�s not an
issue. What�s making you feel so out of touch?�

Severus
explained in short how he felt, and Charlie listened with an easy,
understanding face. When he was finished, Severus put his arm down and rested
his head on it, smelling the warm grass near his face.

�Well, I
can�t really say much, because I�m not in your position,� Charlie said. �But I
can say that from my point of view, having you around isn�t strange at all. You
and Ron set each other off perfectly. He�s loud, and he�s funny, and childish,
and you�re quiet, sarcastic and witty, and very grown up about it. But, at the
same time, you rub off on the other, Ron�s using bigger words every day and
you�re laughing so much more, joking so much more. If it�s Fred and George
making you feel so uncomfortable, just give as good as you get, like you did in
the car on the way here. Fred only responds when you really push with him. It�s
a miracle he made it to twenty-one without being strangled. George is
different, though.�

�Ron�s
concerned about him,� Severus confided.

�And so am
I,� Charlie raised his eyebrows. �But he�s obstinate. Only ever really talks to
Fred about anything which isn�t the healthiest of options.�

Severus was
about to voice something he�d been thinking on since they arrived, but was
interrupted by a swit-swoo whistle from behind him.

�Nice
arse,� Ron grinned, walking past to the tent with bags in his hand.

�Oh so you
are alive then?� Severus raised himself to his elbows.

�Just
about,� Ron laughed, emerging out of the tent flaps. �Got stung by a wasp
though.�

Severus
turned to Charlie with raised eyebrows.

�Alright, I
know, you told me so,� Charlie laughed and struggled into a sitting position.

Ron was
rummaging around for stinging unction. �Been taking bets on what I�d do to
myself, have we?�

�Yeah but
you wait until you find out what else he did,� Fred snorted through the gulp of
water he was taking from the tap.

�Shut up,�
Ron said automatically, straightening with the jar in hand and unscrewing the
top.

�How else
have you injured yourself now?� Severus rose to his knees and sat back on his
heels.

�Nothing,�
Ron applied the purple ointment just above his arm, which Severus could see was
swollen.

�Was it a
wasp or a giant killing monster wasp?� He exclaimed. �That�s fucking huge.�

�He always
reacts that way to stings,� George dismissed him with a wave of his hand.
�Remember when he got stung twice and even Mum was going to take him to Mungo�s
because his leg represented a tree trunk?� Fred reminisced. �Got to be bad to
get our mother considering the dreaded �outside help�.�

�That hurt
like a bitch, I remember that,� Ron winced as the cream caused the stinger to
work its way out of the skin. �Ow, come on, get out you fucker.�

Severus got
up and walked close to Ron.

�Its fine,�
Ron smiled, as the stinger fell to the grass and the pain lessened. �It�ll be
gone in a few hours.�

But Severus
wasn�t looking at the sting; he was looking at something else, at the tiny
silver ring he could see lodged in the side of Ron�s ear through his hair, so
carefully arranged Severus knew he�d been attempting to hide it.

�What the
fuck is that?� He asked loudly, reaching out to brush away the hair.

Fred and
George erupted into laughter behind them. �Oh, wait, please wait until I run
and get my camera, Severus, this should be classic,� George choked.

�What�s he
done?� Charlie got up curiously.

Severus
managed to scrape the hair away and Ron went a bit red.

�I may, or
may not have got my ear pierced,� he stared at the grass, unable to keep the
smile from curving his lips up.

�Tell him
what else you got pierced,� Fred called suggestively, before falling into
laughter again.

Severus
didn�t actually know how he was feeling. Piercings�
what?! What?! But he wasn�t necessarily angry; after all, Ron�s body was
his own. It would have been nice to be consulted, though. And it all rather
depended on what else he�d had a piece of metal shoved through� Severus� mind
was racing with the possibilities, some of which made him feel slightly ill.

�What else
have you done?� he asked, in a weak voice.

�I know
what you�re thinking and it�s not that,� Ron smirked. �And before you start,
yes, the place was immaculate, and yes it was done magically and yes I know
it�ll make me look grungy. There�s really a lot more to the village if you hunt
properly.�

�Stop
beating around the bush and tell us,� Charlie was grinning interestedly.
�Though I think I can tell,� he squinted his eyes. �If I walked up to you,� he
moved closer, �and did this, would it hurt?� He reached out and made to squeeze
Ron�s left nipple but he dodged away and fell over his own feet trying to do
so.

Fred and
George laughed harder.

�Fred had
it done too,� Ron smirked.

�Well I
don�t back down from a dare, unlike my twin,� Fred rolled his eyes. �Is yours
throbbing? Mine is?�

�No, not
really,� Ron shrugged, reaching up to tuck his hair behind his ear and
revealing his ear properly.

Severus was
merely confused. �You said you were going food shopping. How does a couple of
croissants and some beer turn into two pierced nipples and an ear to boot?�

George was
still creased up laughing.

�Well we
found the shop and the bloke was really nice, we were talking and looking at
his tattoo work, which was fucking amazing, and then I dared Ron, he dared us�
and well. This is what happens when you let us out together unattended, a
mistake my mother learnt her lesson from long ago.� Fred laughed.

�Oh mum�s
going to FLIP!� Charlie burst out laughing. �Especially at you, Ron, you�re
best man at the wedding. And you�re going to be in the photos with that in your
ear� oh�� he fell into his laughter.

�I don�t
plan on seeing her for a while yet,� Ron grinned nervously, and then he looked
at Severus, who was still standing with his mouth open, slightly confused.
�Severus, you�re looking rather bewildered. Are you alright?�

�In the
tent,� Severus pointed. Mind out of the
gutter. Keep your mind out of the gutter.

�Ron did as he asked and Severus ducked in
after him, hearing the gales of laughter outside continuing. When he
straightened, Ron was looking at him anxiously.

�It was just a whim, and the guy was charging peanuts as we got on so well, I
can take them out if you hate them,� he blurted out, edging back towards the
sofa as he spoke.

Frowning,
Severus walked up to him and pushed him down, before yanking up the old t-shirt
to see.

He didn�t
know what he expected to feel, but it wasn�t the instant twinge in his
underwear or the heat in his neck. Ron was looking at him uneasily. �Say
something.�

Rendered
speechless, Severus managed to lick his lips and smile.

�You look
surprised,� Ron said, and Severus nodded. �But not angry?�

�Why would
I be angry?� He ducked his head and placed a kiss on the uncovered stomach.

�I dunno�
you�re a bit��

�A bit
what?� Severus frowned. �Don�t you dare say old-fashioned or conservative.�

�Alright, I
won�t,� Ron laughed and bit his lip. �But you don�t mind?�

�For God�s
sake,� Severus hissed, and grabbed Ron�s hand and pulled it down between his
legs to feel his erection. �Do I feel like I mind?�

�Well, I
certainly wasn�t expecting that,� Ron laughed breathily, giving the bulge a
squeeze.

Severus
reached up and brushed away Ron�s hair from his ear to look there. �They suit
you,� he leant in for a kiss.

�How scared
were you on a scale of one to ten that I�d gotten my dick pierced?� Ron
muttered.

�Ten,� Severus couldn�t help but giggle, dropping his head slightly and
blushing.

�But
honestly, you like them?� Ron pressed again.

�I really
do,� Severus gingerly raised his fingertips to touch it. �Is it sore? I can
heal it instantly, you know, and it�ll be like you�ve had it done months. I can
do it for your ear too.�

�Really?�
Ron smiled. �That�d be great, because I lied to Fred, it stings like hell.�

Severus
laughed and pulled out his wand. �This�ll hurt; have to clean the wound before
I heal it.� He shot in a spell to clean inside the tunnel through the skin the
stud created and Ron jerked.

�Fucking
hell,� he whimpered. �That hurt more than when he actually did it!�

Severus
followed up with the healing spell, and then pointed the wand up to Ron�s ear
and repeated the process.

�Better?�
He discarded his wand on the floor.

�Much,� Ron
smiled, and reached up to touch the stud glinting in his nipple.

�I can�t
believe you did it,� Severus laughed, and leaned in to kiss him.

�I have
only one year of teenage rebellion left,� Ron grinned and leant his head back
on the arm of the chair. �I thought it was time to abuse it.�

�So,
smoking, bike, piercings� tattoo next?�

�No,� Ron
said softly, shaking his head. �I can take these out when I�m bored of them.
But,� he picked up Severus arm and rubbed his thumb over the Death Eater mark.
�What seems like a good idea when you�re nineteen isn�t always when you�re
older.�

�Fair
point,� Severus bit his lip. �Wish I�d been as sensible as you when I was nineteen.�

�Me,
sensible? Nah,� Ron wrinkled his nose in disagreement. �No fun in being
sensible, is there?�

Severus
kissed him and ran his fingers up to play with what he was quite sure was about
to become his new favourite toy.
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