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�George!
For the love God give it up! You�re never going to get in the damned thing!�
Ron hollered in the direction of the garden from where he stood washing up. �There�s five layers of protection on there to keep you out
and the chickens aren�t even afraid of you any more!�

The only
answer was a yap and George stalked away from the chicken coop, tail between
his legs. Ron grumbled under his breath and dried his hands, before reaching
for a plate on the side to put away. However, as he turned to the cupboard, the
plate slipped from his grip and shattered on the stone tiles of the kitchen.

Fucking wank
and arse.
Ron suddenly found his eyes hot with tears, which spilled over and slid down
his cheeks. He swallowed and looked at the smashed plate, and then found the
overwhelming need to cry some more teemed with how dense he felt at dropping it.
Alright, this is getting really weird
now.

�What
happened?� Severus asked from the doorway, halting when he saw the smashed
china on the floor and his crying husband. �You dropped the plate?�

�Uh-huh,�
Ron�s voice wobbled.

�It�s just
a plate?� Severus raised an eyebrow and drew his wand to repair it.

Ron watched
the china form again and bit his lip.

�Want to
tell me why you�re crying over a broken plate?� Severus asked casually, setting
his briefcase on the kitchen table.

�I don�t
know!� Ron half-howled, and wiped his sleeve on his nose.

�You�ve
been a bit strange lately,� Severus brushed some hair away from Ron�s eyes.
�You�re crying at the smallest
things.�

�I have no
idea what�s going on,� Ron sniffed heavily and straightened his spine. �But,
you know, I�m fine. Manly, and all that,� he coughed gruffly.

�Ron,� Severus kissed his forehead and picked up the briefcase again. �You�re
not fine if you cry on listening to a story on the WWN about a witch who
adopted the ducklings of a bird she turned into shredded duck with her magical
lawnmower.�

�They had just lost their mother!� Ron protested. �It was tragic!�

�If you say
so,� Severus shook his head. �See you tonight. Love you.�

Ron
listened to him go before he let his eyes well up again. Fucking ducks. Fucking plate.
Shit. I need to go to work.

***

Ron�s day
did not improve. Everything he touched seemed to jump out of his fingers, or
would fall over, or just generally cock up. By lunchtime, he was getting
thoroughly fed up, and his boss was approaching irate.

�I�m
beginning to regret my decision to graduate you from your trainee position,� he
glared over the cauldron he was brewing. �For the last two weeks you�ve wasted
more than you�ve produced.�

�I�m sorry,� Ron swallowed, once again fighting the unnecessary burn of tears,
and gave the cauldron he was tending a stir.

�You don�t
look very well,� his boss spoke again. �Is everything alright?�

�I�m fine,� Ron said, in what he hoped was a bright, convincing tone, although
it was clear from the look on the other man�s face that he had failed.

�You�ve got plenty of leave, why don�t you take a week off?�

Ron shook
his head. �No, I�m saving that for later in the year, remember?�

�Yes, but you don�t have to save it, you�ll get time off legally to look after
your children...�

�I�m fine,� Ron insisted, and chucked in some rat spleens, purposefully not
looking too closely at them.

I wish my job was a bit less� gross.
Oh yuck. That stinks. What the fuck is that? Ron instinctively raised his sleeve to cover his
nose and mouth.

�Well why
don�t you have the afternoon off then, at any rate, you really don�t look
well.�

Ron opened
his mouth to argue but yawned instead, by accident.

�Case in point,� his boss laughed. �If you�re so tired why
don�t you try going to bed a bit earlier?�

�I was in bed by nine last night,� Ron shook his head, twiddling the
stud in his tongue around by moving the muscle, as he�d grown accustomed to
doing when he was thinking.

�Well then
have you thought about going to the hospital and getting yourself checked out?
I�m not being funny here, I�ve got a business to run and you�re one of the best
brewers I have, if you keep on messing up the potions��

�Are you
saying you�re going to fire me?� Ron blinked.

�Merlin�s
balls no, but come on, Weasley, you�re clearly not right.�

�I�m fine!� Ron protested, and dropped three peppermint infused wood twigs into
the potion to float on the top.

He had made
hundreds of Concentration Draughts in his short time at the shop, but never
before had he done so feeling so out of sorts. The smell which rose up from the
liquid as the peppermint was absorbed shot straight up his nose and made his
eyes sting. And then a rush of heat followed, prickling through his body,
causing sweat to break out in the small of his back and making his collar
tighten on his throat.

Oh fucking hell. Well, here goes my
next promotion.

Ron wasn�t
usually the fainting kind. He�d always considered it to be overdramatic and
pointless, and had never been faced with any situation that he couldn�t keep
himself alert in, apart from his attack and then his motorbike accident two
years before. And my
first time buggering Severus. Hmm. Alright. Maybe I am the fainting kind? Does three times
qualify me?

The heat
and the smell accosting him were far too much for his brain to handle and his
thoughts streamed into a pleasant blur. He lurched back from the brewing bench,
trying to avoid more burns, which he seemed covered in, and fell flat on his
backside.

�Ow,� he
muttered, blinking against the dizziness.

�Oh for the
love of Godric!� was the last, exasperated cry he heard from his boss before he
blacked out.

***

Severus was
commenting on a proposal, jotting in green ink on the sides of the parchment.
He raised the quill to his lips and traced the feather over them, revelling in
the sensation. His thoughts flew from the proposal on his desk back to the week
before, when Ron had decided on some feather-play.

Gods he�s got a divine body. The
tightest little arse...

In his
robes his anatomy reacted to the recollections and he sighed. His office wasn�t
the place for a hard-on and he�d learnt that the difficult way �his colleagues
were even worse for respecting privacy than those at Hogwarts had been. He
threw the quill down and looked at the clock, seeing it was nearly time for
lunch. After seeing Ron act so strangely that morning, Severus was planning on
taking him out to eat and trying to cajole him into a trip to the hospital.

His moods
had been growing increasingly erratic over the past month. He wasn�t rude or
nasty, as they both knew he could be, just incredibly over-emotional, crying at
the smallest things, becoming clingy and possessive. And he was eating everything
in sight and he seemed constantly nauseous. The eating wasn�t so much of a
worry, Ron�s appetite seemed never-ending. But the crying was abnormal. Severus
had never cried much before he�d been seduced �It makes me feel so much less of a pervert, thinking of it that way- by
Ron, but the man had certainly taught him emotions he thought he was incapable
of feeling. And Ron himself wasn�t averse to showing a bit of sensitivity every
now and then, but the last few weeks had been something new entirely.

Severus�
stomach gave a rumble and he was about to get to his feet when the fire in his
office flashed green and a red envelope popped out and spoke to him.

�Requesting the immediate presence
of Severus Snape at St. Mungo�s A&E due to an incident concerning his husband,
Ronald Weasley.�

The letter
burst into flame and fluttered in ashes to the floor. Severus sat frozen for
the moment, looking at the pile. He had heard that the hospital had developed a
new system of alerting family members to incidents but hadn�t known quite what.
The letter had been dramatically under informative.

He got to
his feet and tried pick up anything from the chain bond, but there was nothing.
Worriedly, he threw open his office door and tapped his wand against the sign
which read �Professor S. Snape �Please Knock� to �Professor S. Snape �Back
soon�. He hated the pre-made signs which the department used.

Ron�s suggestion of �Professor S. Snape �don�t even bother if it�s before
midday� had been infinitely funnier.

Severus
grabbed his wand and wallet and shoved them both in the pocket of his robes
before scooping up a pile of Floo powder and throwing it at the fire.

Stepping
into the hospital through the Floo still made him shiver. Even though he�d been
there every two days for the past month, it never seemed any easier, it never
seemed to stop bringing back the images of his husband skeletally thin in a
hospital bed, his young body scarred and broken. Fighting down his shudder,
Severus turned towards the A&E department, wondering just what Ron had done
to himself this time.

The chain
bond hadn�t helped to heal Ron of what seemed like a continual magnetic pull
for trouble. He was always burning himself at work, but Severus had never
actually been called to the hospital before to partake in a dramatic display of
marital concern. His first thought, he had to confess, had been for the babies,
when he realised the correspondence was from the Hospital.

He asked a
MediWitch on entering the A&E ward where he could find Ron, and she pointed
to the end of the ward. Severus nervously craned his neck, but Ron was awake.

Well, it�s not that bad then,
whatever it is.
Feeling bolstered, he strolled to the end of the ward and put his hands on the
end of the metal bed frame.

�So, come
on then, what have you done this time?�

�I asked
you not to contact him!� Ron glared at Dean, who was wearing his Healer�s
robes, now a purple colour.

�Hospital
policy, if I don�t throw you back out of the door within an hour of you being
here I have to contact your legal next of kin, and that�s your husband,� Dean
scratched something down on his clipboard, ignoring Ron�s glare.

�Fucking
policy,� Ron muttered under his breath and looked at Severus. �I�m sorry; I
didn�t want you to be pulled out of work and stuff.�

�Its fine,�
Severus shook his head. �But would one of you actually mind telling me why
we�re here in this lovely place� yet
again.�

�I don�t
know!� Ron threw his hands up in frustration. �I need to get back to work.�

�Yeah, right,� Dean scoffed. �You fainted because of the heat from the
cauldron. It�d be really smart to go straight back to it. And they wouldn�t
take you back anyway �they brought you in with strict instruction you had the
rest of the afternoon off.�

�You fainted?� Severus raised an eyebrow and looked at Ron.

�I don�t
know,� Ron scowled at him. �I don�t know why.�

�There�s
nothing wrong with you,� Dean said, sounding confused. �Your blood pressure is
fine, a bit low, but it�s come back up, and your temperature is sort of
bouncing back and forth but there�s nothing wrong
with you.�

�I told you!� Ron muttered.

�Well,
actually,� Severus turned to Dean. �Last few weeks he�s been increasingly odd.�

�Odder than usual, you mean?� Dean shot a teasing grin at Ron, who gave a tut and looked purposefully away.

Severus
laughed. �Yes. Emotional, blubbering at everything,
eating us out of house and home, tired all the time��

Dean
frowned at that, and looked at Ron again.�
He dropped his clipboard on the bed and smoothed his hand over the flat
of Ron�s stomach.

�What are
you doing?� Ron huffed.

�Nothing,
just checking,� Dean sighed resignedly. �Look, I�m sorry; I�m going to take you
down to Maternity.�

�To what?�
Severus barked, the word snapping him out of the
light-hearted relief he�d been experiencing since realising Ron was conscious.
�Why on earth are you taking him down there?�

Ron looked
between Severus and Dean, eyes swivelling with amusement.

�Don�t you think it�s a bit of an odd coincidence that he�s emotional, hungry,
tired and fainting at the same time he�s the female contribution of a magical
conception?� Dean picked up his clipboard again and looked at what, Ron
assumed, was his hospital file.

�Men don�t
get pregnant,� Severus said hotly.

�Which one
of us is the Healer?� Dean raised an eyebrow.

�Newly
qualified Healer,� Severus scowled.

�Hey hey hey,� Ron cut in.
�That�s enough of that from you, Mr. Snarky Bastard,� he glared at Severus.

�You can�t
seriously be��

�No, he�s not,� Dean rolled his eyes, obviously fighting hard to retain his
patience. �But have you never heard of SED?�

Severus
looked at him sharply, and then back at Ron on the bed. �Does that happen? With the� conceptions?�

�Sometimes,�
Dean shrugged.

Severus
exhaled loudly and groaned at the same time �he felt an idiot for what had been
in front of his own eyes for a month but he had neglected to see. �Bollocks.�

�It�s nothing to worry about,� Dean said calmly. �It�s just the natural effects
of the pregnancy manifesting on him. He�ll be fine. He�s a bloke �he hasn�t got
any oestrogen nor does he have any boobs� or he didn�t
the last time I looked, so he�s not going to lactate.�

�Hold up a
minute,� Ron interrupted. �Stop talking about me like I�m not here. Are you
telling me I�ve been dead on my feet because of the babies?�

�Three
babies at that, triplets are bound to take it out of you,� Dean smiled.

�So what�s
SED?� Ron looked between them.

��Symptomatic
Empathy Disorder. It�s a magical process when specifically strong magic is
invoked �you can see it in your situation, or in Healers� it�s basically when
you�ve partaken in something so strong that you begin to emit symptoms mirroring
those of what you�ve invoked, or are trying to heal. We have to be really
careful here �especially on the therapeutic wards. So many Healers end up off
sick because they start having the same symptoms of their patients, the
symptoms that they�re trying to cure.�

�That�s�
crazy,� Ron raised his eyebrows. �Kinda glad I got
out when I did.�

Dean snorted. �They also teach us how to protect ourselves. But, considering
you and all the wonderfully weird quirks that come with being you, I think your
body is going through the natural responses to the pregnancy your �eggs� are
having,� he made inverted commas in the air with his fingers.

�Severus��
Ron said quietly, looking over at him, where he was pinching the bridge of his
nose with shuttered eyelids.

�Mmm?�
Severus didn�t open his eyes.

�Are you alright?�

There was a
thump as Dean dropped his clipboard accidentally. �Why�re
you asking him if he�s alright?� he asked. �It�s you you should be worried about; this is only
going to progress, you realise?

�Severus,
this is getting dangerously close to male pregnancy isn�t it, too close for
your sensibilities?� Ron tried again.

�It�s about
as near to the line as it can get,� Severus muttered through gritted teeth.

�Well, come
on,� Dean said. �Maternity. Now.�

Ron laughed
as Dean forced him into a regulation wheelchair. �I�m not a fucking invalid,
Dean.�

�And I�m not getting my arse flamed for allowing my friends special treatment,�
Dean shoved his clipboard at Ron. �Shut up and read that, it�ll keep you amused
for the journey.�

�Are
patients meant to be able to read their own files? Mr Special
Treatment?� Ron flipped the cover open, interested to see what his
Healers had written about him. �Hey! I was never �cantankerous� when I was
here!�

�That�s a
matter of opinion,� Dean considered letting the wheelchair go down the incline
they were heading. �And an opinion you�re only qualified to have when you�ve taken
chocolate from someone meant to be eating bland food.�

Severus
walked with them, fists clenched by his side. He had been doing well, or so
he�d thought, on the matter of pregnancy and he�d handled all the jokes so far
with a manner nearing good humour. But the fact that Ron was suffering the
side-affects of pregnancy was pushing it too far.

Where�s it going to bloody stop?
He�s already eating like a horse�

�Ron can�t
pass anything through to the babies, can he?� Severus asked suddenly, making
both Ron and Dean jump �they�d obviously forgotten him
in their arguing.

�Never seen
it done before,� Dean shrugged. �Why, been out on the piss lately?�

�A few
times,� Ron said airily.

�Why wasn�t
I invited?� Dean asked, offended.

�Will.You.Take.This.Seriously?!� Severus hissed
at them, moving to open the doors in front of them. �This is��

�Nothing,
Severus, really,� Dean looked at him earnestly.

�It�s fine, so what, I have to take it easy��

�And
vomit,� Dean gestured airily.

�What? I�ve been feeling sick for ages�� Ron blinked at him.

�Babies are
a month old, right? So, you�re heading into prime morning sickness period. My
sister was awful with it� but then alongside it she had the best gift ever.�

�Which
was?� Ron raised an eyebrow; he almost didn�t want to know.

�Lets just
say my brother-in-law had a hard time getting it up for a while when she�d
finished with him.�

�You know
that about your own sister?� Ron winced.

�Well the
poor bloke needed a shoulder to lean on. But yeah. Horny as hell, in his words. You should probably look forward
to it.�

�Don�t you
think that�s a little inappropriate as a Healer to your patient�s husband?�
Severus raised an eyebrow though a smirk tugged at his lips.

�To anyone but you,� Dean shook his head and pushed Ron through into the yellow
and lilac coated maternity ward.

Severus
appreciated that the wizarding world didn�t want to enforce sexual gendering on
children, and so had eschewed the traditional pink and blue, but with every
visit he felt like throwing up a little more at the pastel decoration of the
wards.

�You�ll be
alright if I go and check on them?� He bent down and whispered in Ron�s ear.

�I�ll be
fine,� Ron rolled his eyes. �Not that they�re going to have gone anywhere, you
understand?�

�I know,�
Severus swallowed his grin away.

He made his
way to the tiny room which they�d already turned into a home away from home and
laid his hand against the doorframe so the wards would let him pass. Ron had
been right, nothing had changed since the day before, but he scrutinised every
inch of the room before he let out a relaxed sigh.

�Your Daddy
is one of the weirdest men on the planet,� he said to the orb, edging closer to
it. �I mean, who else? Who else would end up feeling the effects of a pregnancy
he�s not having? Honestly� I feel somewhat inferior. He�s so strange and you
three are medical miracles��

The orb
just sparkled in response as always. Severus would never admit to Ron how much
of an idiot he felt talking to it, not when it felt so right at the same time.

�Don�t think I�ve got time to read any more of the book at the minute, if you
liked it last time.� He gestured pointlessly to the book on the table. �Ron
thinks I�m polluting your mind with it,� he smiled. �That I�m turning you all
into literary critics before you�re even born and that he�s going to be left
the thick one of the family when you can all talk.�

�But your
daddy�s not thick,� Severus followed up casually. �Even if I imply that a lot,
I�m just joking. He�s very intelligent.�

�And that
is why we�ll have super babies!� Ron grinned from the doorway, up on his feet
with his robes and bag back.

�What happened?� Severus turned to him.

�Artemis
agreed with Dean, and they�ve noted it down on the records and given me a free
pass to all the prescription nausea reducing potion I want, and a sick note,
baby.� Ron waved the parchment at him with a grin.

Severus
laughed. �You always find a silver lining, don�t you?�

�So how are
they?�

�Oh, well,
the boys have been arguing and the girl is sulking because they�re loud,�
Severus threw him a sarcastic glance.

�You�ll
have to excuse your father,� Ron said to the orb. �He doesn�t seem to
appreciate that sarcasm is the lowest form of wit.�

�Oh, disrespecting me in front of the children now?� Severus laughed again,
shaking his head. �How rude.�

Ron rolled
his eyes and said. �And now he�s going to go and buy me lunch.�

�Is he?�

�Yes, I�m priming our girl for her use of you as a bank cashier by setting an
example,� Ron snorted.

�Sweet
Merlin, feminism has curled up and died.�

�I�m not
being anti-feminist!� Ron protested.

�So all
girls do is use their fathers for money, isn�t that what you were saying?�

�No, I was joking, there�s a
difference,� Ron heaved a sigh. �Look, are you alright with this? I know it�s a
bit weird� and you thought you�d get away with this seeing as I�m a bloke. Pregnancy without the side-effects.�

�At least Ginny and Fleur�ll be pleased we�re
not getting a free ride?� Severus tried for a silver lining.

�You�re not
as good at that as I am,� Ron shook his head with a wink.

***

�Do you
remember the day before we found out we were having them, which was the day
they were actually conceived?� Ron frowned suddenly, his chip stilling halfway
to his mouth.

�Yes, I do remember that beautiful Quidditch victory and night of drunken
activity,� Severus looked over the top of the Prophet at him.

�I had some
reactions that day� on the stairs to the seats? And that
night on the platform?�

Severus
grunted his recognition of the events and looked at Ron. �You�re like a
sounding rod for them.�

Ron snorted
and ate the chip. �Severus, you can say how you feel about this, you know.�

�I�m fine,�
Severus closed the paper and took a drink of coffee.

�Come on,
let it aaaall out,� Ron soothed. �It�s weird and you
don�t deal with weird too fantastically.�

�I deal with weird just fine,� Severus frowned.

�Oh,
really, so� you�re perfectly fine with the fact I�m going to spend the next few
months chucking up because of a baby not actually in my stomach?�

�Well it�s weird that you don�t find it
weird!�

�Aha, I
knew it, now we�re getting somewhere!� Ron laughed.

Severus
sighed and looked down at his lap. �I�m fine with it, as long as you are, Ron.
I�ve seen worse, remember. Just� don�t start patting your stomach lovingly.�

�But it
makes me feel so womanly,� Ron trilled, and caressed his stomach, earning
himself a glare. �Look. It�s not going to be forever. And this is us, we can
deal with anything.�

�You say that about everything. Aren�t you ever scared?�

�Er, yes, and we all know what happens when I�m scared and
hurt�� Ron said pointedly.

�Alright,
sorry, but you just�.�

�One of us has to be the strong one,� Ron said softly, even though he knew it
was probably the wrong thing to say.

Severus
heaved a glum sigh. �I know. Sorry.�

�What are
you sorry for?� Ron shrugged. �You just need to accept the fact that it was
your great hulking�.virility that got us into this happy accident, and start
enjoying it.�

�Damn hyper mobile sperm,� Severus muttered.

Ron snorted
through his mouthful of food.

***

�I don�t
need to be chaperoned all day,� Ron growled, as Severus directed him into the
spare chair in his office.

�Well
you�re not going home alone after you passed out.�

�Really, getting that whole overprotective thing down?� Ron raised an eyebrow
and twirled about in the chair. �Wheeeee.
Oh.� He threw his legs down to stop and clamped a hand over his mouth.

�What was
that about being overprotective?� Severus asked pointedly.

�Where�s
the bathroom?� Ron mumbled through his hand.

�Just across the corridor,� Severus sighed and pointed out of the office door.

Ron flew
across the room and nearly ran down the person who was just about to knock on
his husband�s door.

�Sorry!� He
muttered, and barrelled into the bathroom, barely making it to a cubicle in
time before he threw up. Ugh, my lunch in
Technicolor replay.

***

�I thought
the whole idea of that one there was to share,� Severus narrowed his eyes,
pointing at the bag of prawn crackers which had mysteriously floated into Ron�s
sole ownership.

�Can�t
talk, eating,� Ron mumbled.

Severus let
out something which crossed between a growl and a sigh and ate some of his
Chinese.

Severus had
kept Ron with him in his office until he could leave, and then they�d Floo�d home. And then Ron had announced he was hungry and
shoved Severus mercilessly out the front door to drive and retrieve Chinese
food. And then he�d hogged all of the shared elements as they sat on the sofa
eating it.

�I hope to
Merlin you�re not planning on keeping this up for eight months more,� Severus
glowered. �I�ll waste away; there�ll be nothing left of me.�

Ron threw a
questioning gaze at the full plate of food in Severus� lap and carried on
eating.

�That�s not
the point.�

�Fine,� Ron
breathed, and shoved the bag over.

�Thank
you.�

�You�re
welcome.�

Severus
took three and pushed the bag back, Ron�s mouth fell open and his head tilted
to the side in dismay.

�I only
wanted a few.�

�So what
was the point of arguing?�

�It was the
principle that was the point of arguing.�

�Woe betide our kids,� Ron muttered. �They�ve got
their work cut out with you.�

Severus
looked sharply over at him and Ron felt a twinge of hurt through the chain
bond. �What�s that supposed to mean?�

�I�m just joking,� Ron said softly. �I didn�t mean anything horrible by it.�

�Sure about
that?� Severus moodily stabbed some chicken on his fork.

�Yeah I�m sure,� Ron rested his fork in his food.

�Are you
finally full?� Severus raised an eyebrow, looking at it.

�No, I�m just resting my stomach,� Ron winked. �But look, I honestly didn�t
mean anything insulting by it, it was a joke.�

�Yes� well�
hard to see it as a joke when I just think it�s the truth,� Severus said
quietly.

�Oh, don�t
start this again,� Ron begged, and reached down to put his plate on the floor.
He tugged Severus� out of his lap and set that down too, before turning back to
him. �I think you�re going to be a great dad to our children, Severus.�

�I don�t like children.�

�Well, nobody likes them when they�re screaming and bawling all over the
place,� Ron said fairly. �But you�ll love your own.�

�You seem
really sure of that.�

�I am,� Ron
irritatingly fiddled with Severus� chain bracelet. �This tells me so, tells me
when you�re happy in the room at the hospital. Stop worrying. It�s going to be
a veeeery long eight months if you keep this up.�

�I suppose,�
Severus sighed. �And now I have you to look after as well as making my way
through our library next to the babies.�

�Why don�t you just sit and talk to them, like I do?� Ron grinned. �They�re
pretty good conversation, they don�t answer back unlike George.�

�What do
you talk to them about?� Severus shifted back into the sofa and leant his head
back on the back cushion.

�Anything.
Quidditch results, the daily news, the love affairs we think are going on in
the hospital��

�I think I
prefer reading to them,� Severus said softly.

Ron moved
back to his seat and threw his feet into Severus� lap, narrowly avoiding
kicking him in the balls.

�Heh,
suppose I should get used to that?�

�Probably,�
Ron laughed, and wormed his foot up underneath Severus� jumper to rest on his
warm belly. �God you�re so warm,� he breathed, flexing his toes against the
toned surface.

�And your
foot is freezing,� Severus said pointedly, but smoothed his hand over the bump
in his jumper to warm it.

�I wonder
if they�re going to be as tall as us�� Ron mused, reaching down for their
plates again.

Severus
took his and dug in to his food, feeling hungrier after their nightly �you�ll
be a great dad� bolstering session. He was becoming too dependent on them, he
knew. �Well, if they are we�re going to go through clothes like mad.�

�Good thing I know the knitting spell,� Ron laughed, slurping up a noodle.

�You can
knit?� Severus� nose wrinkled with his gleeful smile.

�No, I know the spell to charm needles and wool,� Ron picked out a green pepper
and groaned. �For the love of God, how many times do we have to say it?�

�Quit your
whinging,� Severus leaned over and speared the pepper on his own fork and ate
it. �It�s not a big deal, you can just give them to me.�

�Well it�s a lot of effort to pick them out,� Ron sulked.

�Then order
something else,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�Do you
want to mess with me �hormonal as I am?� Ron gave a smirk.

�Oh you�re
not pulling that on me,� Severus shook his head.

Ron nudged
the stomach warming his foot in protest and heaved a sigh. Severus studiously
ignored him and made decent headway into his food before Ron spoke again.

�Severus��

�Mmm?�

�I�ve never
seen you look so sexually appealing whilst eating.�

�Er�. Thank you?� Severus frowned, throwing Ron a
look stating that he clearly thought he was insane as a noodle slopped over his
chin.

�Do you think that we could�� Ron slid his foot
downwards and massaged it over Severus� crotch, a dirty smirk crawling over his
lips as he did so.

�I�m eating here?� Severus gestured to the plate, wiping the sauce off his
face.

�So what?�
Ron snorted. �You�ve gone for me during food before.�

�Actually, it was a pumpkin pasty and it was a very long time ago� you were in
my office, in your uniform, looking charmingly dishevelled, and I was about to
kick you out and you pinched the pasty and��

Ron rubbed
more firmly, squeezing with his toes and Severus tensed where he sat, the
rubbing and the memory relegating the food to the back of his mind.

�And plus,
you just kissed me that night� we can do so much more to each other now�� Ron�s
voice was low and tempting.

�Fine,� he
sent the food into the kitchen with his wand and struggled to get up.

�Where do you think you�re going?� Ron asked, and grabbed his wrist, causing
Severus to overbalance and fall on top of him.

�Nicely
planned,� Severus rolled his eyes.

Ron pulled
him up so that they were lying parallel to one another on the sofa, and he kept
his arms firmly wrapped around Severus� back.

�And, look
at it like this,� Ron smiled. �We can have sex, still be getting babies, and
there�s no bump in the way!�

Severus
laughed and bent his head to suck gently at Ron�s neck, just beneath his ear.

�Oh goddddd,� Ron shifted up against him. �How
long has it been since we last did this?�

�Roughly thirty six hours,� Severus� laughing breath washed over the
flesh he�d dampened.

�Too long,�
Ron smoothed his hand down his husband�s spine and slid into his trousers to
grope at his backside. �I�d fuck you all day long if I could.�

�Don�t you remember when we tried that?� Severus looked up and kissed him full
on the mouth, tongue darting out. �And it just left us both shattered.�

�Sex shattered,� Ron mumbled against him, arching up and pressing their groins
together. �And that�s the best kind.�

Severus
wasn�t about to disagree, not when heat was throbbing in his crotch like a
small fire. He brought his hands up to frame Ron�s face, noticing how the
promise of sex had sent colour into his pale cheeks. �You�re delicious,� he
kissed him again, his own hair swinging forward like a dark curtain and
encompassing them both.

�God I love
your hair,� Ron reached up and sank his fingers into it, gently massaging at
Severus� scalp before trailing his hands backwards through the tresses. �So silky and soft.�

Groaning
and tilting his head back, Severus let Ron repeat the action, fully enjoying
the sensation. Then one of the hands gathered all the hair together and twisted
it around the fingers, before Ron sat up slightly and held Severus in a kiss
that he couldn�t move away from, whilst his other hand stroked gently along his
jaw line.

�God,� Ron
broke apart from him, pausing whilst Severus hung onto his tongue, sucking it
gently. �They say that men get better with age� that�s certainly true of you.�

Severus
raised an eyebrow but kissed him again instead of commenting.

�It�s true,� Ron tilted his head back and exposed his throat again. �You are
sexier now than you ever were.�

�I hope
you�re telling the truth,� Severus smirked down at him. �Because
I�m not getting any younger. We�ll be finding my first grey hair any day
now.�

�You�d look
amazing with silver streaks in this,� Ron released the hair he held and it
swung free again. He twirled a lock around his finger. �But then you look
amazing any which way.�

Severus
kissed him into silence and used his dominant position to gather Ron�s hands up
and pin them to the arm rest. �Flattery will get you lots of rewards,� he
whispered in a low voice, and ducked his head to trace his tongue along Ron�s
windpipe.

�Good,� Ron pressed upwards. �Want you to fuck me so much��

�Not yet,�
Severus murmured, and went back to kissing Ron, sending his tongue deep into
the wet heat, licking gently against his tongue.

�Love it
when you pin my hands down,� Ron murmured, and Severus blinked at the running
commentary of his actions �it was unusual.

Scrabbling
slightly, Severus managed to lift himself so he sat over Ron�s crotch, shins
resting alongside his body. He kept his hands pinned down seeing as Ron
appeared to appreciate it so much. Then he rolled his hips forward to create
friction and created a rhythm, forcing their bodies to connect and press
together at the groin.

Fucking hell he�s easy tonight� Severus watched with shameless desire
as Ron seemed to loosen beneath him, his body arching and writhing and his
mouth twisting around gasps which never quite made it to full sounds.

�Oh God you
look divine,� Severus breathed heavily, watching the spectacle below him.

�Then why
aren�t you fucking me?� Ron growled, eyes opening wide.

�Because
this is so much fun,� Severus drawled at him, turning on the power to his
upper-class accent.

�You�re a
bastard,� Ron hissed and arched up again. �I�m horny, I�m here, I�m begging you
to fuck me, I could be naked in seconds�and you�re teasing me with humping?�

�I see your
point, but I�m not going to stop,� if anything, Severus increased his rhythm
and gripped Ron�s hips with his thighs. �You can�t tell me�� he slowed himself
down again. �You can�t tell me you�re not enjoying it��

�Gods and
fuck,� Ron groaned. �Fine, you win. It�s fucking amazing. But I want you��

Ron had no
choice but to turn on the arsenal of surefire weapons
he had to make Severus take him. He hissed out his name on the next surge of
pressure, and when he was sure Severus was watching, he drew his entire bottom
lip into his mouth and then razed his teeth across it as he let it slide out
again.

�I know what you�re doing,� Severus breathed. �It�s not going to work.�

Ron peered
up at him from beneath his eyelashes, another trick he�d learnt. Then, with all
the force he could muster, he tried to force his wrists upwards; knowing it
only made it more fun for Severus when he fought his restraint. Cool hands
shoved his wrists back down again but Ron knew it was working.

�Severus,
please� fuck me,� he whispered, tilting his head back and exposing his throat
once more. �I know you want me; I know you want my body��

�Stop it,�
Severus hissed, shaking his head slightly.

�No,� Ron�s
mouth curved upwards and Severus lost it then.

He dropped
down and attacked the smirking mouth, kissing with fervour, parting the soft
red lips with ease once Ron realised the battle had been won.

�You�re one
manipulative bitch of a Gryffindor,� Severus kissed down his neck. �You think
you�re so fucking smart, thinking you can trick me into giving you what you
want...�

�I do,� Ron agreed with him. �And I did.�

�Not much of a ruse if the person willingly submits,� Severus hissed, and
shifted backwards, his hands flying to the button of Ron�s jeans and the
zipper, before grabbing hold of the pockets and yanking the denim downwards.

He left
them halfway down Ron�s thighs, effectively trapping the legs in place. He
grabbed his wand and wrapped restraints around Ron�s still-elevated wrists,
securing them tightly.

�That�s the
thing about Slytherins,� Severus pulled down the
boxers he was confronted with. �They�re always one step ahead of you��

And then he
swallowed Ron straight to the back of his throat, causing the redhead to rise
up into his face completely in shock and pleasure. Severus sucked for a moment
before sliding back to the head, keeping his lips firmly wrapped around the
throbbing tip. He licked against it, his brain thinking on what it would be
like to be able to show Ron just what a blow job with a tongue piercing felt like.

His prick
twitched at the thought.

�Oh god,
Severus, yes, Jesus�� Ron pressed up, trying to push himself further into the
wet heat, but he failed.

Severus
slid off the end and grabbed the shaft with his hand, pumping a few times up
and down before he extended his tongue to lick lazily back and forth across the
head again. �Tastes of you�� he breathed, looking straight up at Ron.

�What does
it taste like?� Ron gasped, eyes closing beneath another lick.

�You,� was
all Severus could think to answer �he certainly wasn�t going to make up any
bull about it tasting sweet, because it didn�t.

But even if
it wasn�t sweet, he still couldn�t get enough of it, especially lately. He
sucked on it firmly before giving Ron�s cock a final few loving licks.

�Why are you
stopping?� Ron hissed.

�I thought
you wanted me to fuck you?� Severus taunted him.

�Well��

�One of the
other,� Severus raised an eyebrow as his fingers ghosted at the hem of his
jumper. �You have to choose by the time I�m out of this.�

He ripped
the jumper up over his head, sending his hair flying, and looked down at Ron.
�Well?�

�Fuck,� Ron
smirked.

�Good,� Severus laughed, and wormed out of his trousers with difficulty.

�How are
you going to fuck me?� Ron asked.

�Can�t
there be any surprises in this world any more?� Severus asked the room.

�No, not
when I am this.close.to.coming.on.your.chest�� Ron
growled, flexing his erection pointedly.

�Down, tiger,� Severus rolled his eyes.

�Seriously,
when I break out of this you�re going to cop it.�

�Oooh.�

�Don�t try
me.�

Severus
looked the darkened, twinkling blue eyes. I�d
actually very much like to try you.

He
wordlessly summoned one of the pillows from their bedroom and reached out to
grab it. In a flick of his wand he had both of them naked.

�Really,
you couldn�t have just used one of these?� Ron laughed, thudding his head back
on the scatter cushion it was resting on.

�I don�t want your arse on my sixty-quid-a-go cushions,� Severus worked the
pillow under Ron�s hips. �Is that so wrong?�

�Fairly,�
Ron rolled his eyes. �Considering that I used it the last time I fucked you on
here, are you saying that your backside is permitted on the cushions and my own
is not? Are you implying that your arse is superior to mine?�

�Ron��
Severus fell back in the gap between his thighs. �Shut up and spread your
legs.�

�I love it
when you talk dirty,� Ron muttered sarcastically and did as he was asked.

�I learnt a
new spell�� Severus smirked.

�Oh God what now? I swear, Severus, if the old wizened sods at the London Academy
knew what you were actually using their award winning library for, they�d sack
you on the spot.�

Severus
threw his head back and gave a dirty chuckle. �Oh, Ronald.
They�d just ask for the reference number.�

�Ew,� Ron
screwed up his face. �Aren�t they all like a hundred and forty?�

�There�s no
age cap on sex,� Severus winked.

�I repeat, ew. You�re helping geriatrics get boners, Severus.�

�No, that�s what the Erectile Dysfunction Draught is for.�

�You know
what? Stop talking. I�m young, and you�re young, and we�re both beautiful, and
we don�t have to deal with that for another hundred years. Maybe.
Ew. Just use the spell.�

Severus was
barely holding in his laughter by that point and both of their erections had
wilted in the interim of conversation.

�Now look what
you�ve done,� Ron pouted.

�Don�t pout
like that,� Severus trailed the end of his wand along Ron�s perineum. �Ah,
there we go.�

�What can I
say, I�m an easy whore?�

�You will
be after this,� Severus pressed the end of his wand to the entrance and whispered
latin words he knew Ron
would never understand.

�So what
does this� ohhhhhhhhhhh. Well. Hello, my new favourite spell.�

�What does
it feel like?� Severus asked. �I didn�t get to try this one out on myself
first.�

�Like
heaven,� Ron lifted up with pleasure and tilted his head back. �It feels like
warm oil brushing back and forth. So silky and� ah�
persistent.�

�It�s not,�
Severus threw in. �It just stimulates you because it feels like it.�

�This is
amazing� I could� ah� have this on me all day.�

�That�s actually what it was used for,� Severus trailed a finger up the inside
of Ron�s thigh. �A spell to remain on the body all day long� to
get you nice and ready for a long night.�

�After a
few hours of this I�d be fit to fucking burst�let alone a whole day�aaaaah shit.�

�Well, I
think we�ll safely be shelving this in the �keep� pile, then,� Severus cleared
the spell and set a stretching one in to play.

�No fingers?� Ron whined.

�Too
impatient for that,� he walked his fingers up the heated shaft of Ron�s cock.

�Are you
going to release my hands?� Ron asked, not particularly caring about the answer
�yes would mean he could touch, no would mean he was fucked roughly. Either was
welcome.

�No, I
don�t think so�� Severus smoothed his hand over his prick, spreading the
lubricant around. �Think you�ve been far too high and mighty lately�need
bringing down a peg or two��

�I�m only
high and mighty for you, baby,� Ron snorted.

�Okay, yes,
what have we talked about calling me �baby�?� Severus gripped his hips and
positioned himself.

�That I shouldn�t do it,� Ron bit his lip in anticipation.

�And why not?�

�Because grown men shouldn�t call each other by overly sexist names such
as �baby� and �honey�,� Ron recited.

Severus
pushed into him in one long movement, and gripped his body tighter. �That�s
right.�

�Doesn�t
mean I won�t though,� Ron hissed, pressing up and adjusting to the fullness.

�Well then
you have to put up with the consequences,� Severus pulled Ron�s legs up onto
his shoulders.

�Ow, son of
a bitch ribs,� Ron hissed; with his arms pulled taut over his head and his legs
in the air, he felt wide open, breached, and stuck. And his ribs were aching.

Severus
rolled his hips slowly, groaning as his dick was engulfed in the tight heat.
�It doesn�t feel like it�s only been thirty six hours�� he panted.

�Severus��
Ron moaned, looking down between them where his erection was slapping into his
husband�s firm stomach with every thrust he made.

�Yes?�

�Baby�� Ron
waited for the explosion.

�How many
times,� Severus snapped back and forth into him, angling deep within his body,
�Have I told you not to call me that?�

�Oh fuck
yes� Severus� yes, fuck, come on BABY harder,� Ron could have cried as a hand
curled around his erection and squeezed with a vengeance.

�You�re a
bastard,� Severus told him, eyes closing as he lunged forward again.

�Only for
you,� Ron choked. �So close�so close Severus don�t stop.� Oh��

Severus
managed to open his eyes and watch Ron below him. His pale skin was glowing, his chest smothered in a sheen of sweat and his
hair was tangled in waves around his head. His arms, so thin and toned, even
though Ron had never lifted a weight in his life, angled back over his head,
exposing identical redheaded curly thatches in the armpits. His hands, Severus
noticed, were clenched with want. His non-existent belly rippled slightly at
his curved position, and sinfully long legs stretched up the front of Severus
own body.

�Don�t you ever get t-tired of the view?� Ron groaned, face burning at the
scrutiny.

�No,�
Severus pounded harder against him. �Fuck��

Ron looked
at him and purposefully let his tongue slide between his lips, and let the bar
through it catch on his bottom teeth, so the stud moved slowly and
provocatively. The hand on his cock pumped harder and milked him into a
panting, mewling orgasm as a reward for his wanton display.

�Gods yes,�
Severus lost his rhythm as his orgasm swept him up.

�Fuck yeah
baby,� Ron knew he�d have to run fast afterwards for that. �Come for me, fill
me up��

�Uuuuuuuuuuuurghyoufuckinglittle�� Severus breathed, body
clenching in ecstasy as he threw his head back, hair falling down his spine,
and slumped down on his heels, leaking into the tight space.

�Severus?�
Ron called, trying to ascertain if his husband was still on the same planet as
he was.

Severus
still sat with his head back, eyes closed, as he rode through the aftershocks. �Mmm?� He managed to choke out.

�Going to call you baby more often if it produces the like of that.�

Severus
finally dropped his head forward and blearily opened his eyes. �I�m not going
to protest.� He grabbed his wand and dispelled the cuff restraints on Ron�s
wrists. �Just not in public.�

�We�d get
arrested if we did that in public,�
Ron gave a snort.

Severus
swatted him on the backside and tumbled somewhat ungracefully onto the carpet.

�I�ll have
the rest of my dinner now.�

Severus
stared at him in disbelief. Ron smiled innocently back.
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