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III.

Charlie had had nothing to worry about. When he woke up in the morning, he found his arm draped over Snape's waist, holding him close, that cute, bony little arse pressed back against his hips, the slender back pressed against his podgy belly, a fan of dark hair hiding a face still buried into the pillows. Charlie, of course, had awakened hard, being pressed against a naked man all night, and Severus had offered a few sarcastic quips, and a few stern warnings about Charlie's leg, but no real complaints when Charlie pinched his nipples and suckled on his earlobe until he was quite awake. He also noted a distinct lack of complaint when he coaxed Severus into a morning shag.

It was near an hour later when Severus finally pushed Charlie away, with a kiss. "I can not stay in bed with you all day, Weasley."

"And why in the bloody hell not?" Charlie complained, licking his lips as Severus stood, at the sight of his cum dripping down the older man's thigh. "If you come back to bed, I'll lick you clean," he tried to bribe.

"As tempting as that may be, another time, perhaps," Severus replied with the vaguest hint of a smirk. "Unlike certain unemployed louses, I have work to do today. I need to ship several potions out for delivery that I intended to brew last night..."

"Before a certain temporarily unemployed louse coaxed you out of your robes?" he joked. "I guess I'd best get up too, then."

"You stay in bed."

"Then pass me a quill and parchment and arrange for an owl," he said. "I have to send off to reschedule the interview I was supposed to have this afternoon. If certain workaholic brewers insist on keeping me in bed, then I can't very well go."

"You certainly can't," Severus replied, gathering up his clothing. "Where do you keep your parchment?"

"There's a fresh box on the coffee table," he said.

Severus twisted the knob and pulled the door open, half expecting to have an orange cat launch into the room, and blinked at the stark white room that he scarcely recognized, but that did appear to contain all of his toiletries, his toothbrush and towel, and, most peculiarly, two toilets, seated side by side. "I see," he mumbled under his breath. That's what it was." He cast his gaze back to the bedroom to confirm. He hadn't noticed it was a bit larger at first, because he had scarcely put any of his possessions into his own bedroom as yet. But, there was a modest little pile of textbooks in the corner that he very certainly recognized as the ones he had purchased the other day. He'd not had the chance yet to purchase a new shelf to put them on. "It would appear that we unwittingly moved into a pinched house," Severus stated flatly as he stared into the bathroom. Charlie had obviously gotten the better part of it. That tub looked divine.

Charlie propped himself up on his elbows. "Pinched? Yeah? What is that exactly? I mean, I've heard of it, sort of. It's when a house splits, right? Like, divides all the rooms up into two parts?"

Severus returned to sit on the edge of the bed after glancing about. He noted the bedroom had three doors now, one leading to a generous bathroom, another to the left of the bed, probably leading downstairs, where they would find their combined living rooms, and kitchens. The third he recognized as the glass door that had once led from his living room to his patio. It connected, he was sure, to a rather more generous balcony now. He was already dreading the task of removing all the excess appliances from the various rooms. "In effect. It happens occasionally with magically constructed houses, when the owners are on ill terms. The rooms will split into completely separate living spaces to keep them apart and avoid conflict. If the house remains pinched and the conflict unresolved, the owners will often install the missing appliances into the rooms that did not get them in the pinching. Your stove. My toilet, sinks and the like, and continue to live separately. Our landlady, as I recall, moved in with her daughter after her husband passed on and then decided to turn her home into a rental property. It would be safe to assume that the house remained in conflict with itself due to difficulties in their relationship that did not resolve before he passed on. Our endeavors last night seem to have relieved its stress, but as a result, we are no longer in the possession of two separate flats. I imagine the pinching is what weakened the floor of your balcony enough to send your leg clean through it. We were in no particular conflict, and the boundaries between the two spaces had weakened."

Severus wasn't sure how he should feel about that. It was true that Charlie's wish that they share a bed each night appealed to him, but it seemed a bit awkward to jump from a spontaneous shag to living together.

"So...all four rooms sort of...snapped back into place while you were riding me like a new broom, huh?" Charlie mused.

"Either during, or shortly after, yes," Severus said, hating to concede to Charlie's vulgar choice of wording.

"Can't help but notice you don't have a bed," Charlie pointed out.

"My bedroom was quite small. I intended to use it to store books. I have been sleeping on the couch. I would be satisfied to continue, as I have grown accustomed to it."

Charlie pulled Snape back down to him and kissed him firmly. "Don't even consider it. I told you you last night I wanted you in my bed, and I meant it." His lips quirked as he was about to crack a lame joke. "Besides, you're way too old to be sleeping on the couch. You'll give yourself back problems!" he joked with an impish grin.

"If my back begins troubling me, I will know where to direct my indignation, and it will not be at the couch," Severus retorted tersely.

"Well, if you don't want me to fuck your spine numb, you'd best take a turn topping."

"The second your leg has healed," Severus replied.

Charlie held no doubts that the man intended to keep that promise, curling his fingers into dark hair and gladly opening his mouth to accept Snape's talented tongue.

"Mmn, how long do those potions take to brew?" he asked between kisses.

Severus returned to his senses. "When is your interview."

"Three this afternoon," Charlie answered.

Severus abruptly disapparated, and returned in a matter of moments with a quill and parchment. "Write your letter. I will start my potions."

"No fun," Charlie groused. "The sooner the day's tasks have been completed, the sooner I will be free to humor your delusions that I am old." He did so loathe that word.

"Ancient," Charlie teased, catching on, "but the sexiest sodding old man I've ever had the pleasure of living with."

"Oh, and you've much experience at that, have you?"

Charlie gave Severus a mysterious smirk. "The sooner you come back, the sooner you can try to pry out of me just how long I've had a thing for older men," he joked.

Severus couldn't tell if he was half-serious or not.
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