How Severus Spends His Summer Hols

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The pair joined the rest of the group out in the car park and decided to go ahead and walk the two blocks down to the small eatery. Everyone tired but happy to be together again.
“Harry, how did you like your first day on the bike?” Grant asked as he sidled alongside the couple. Smiling down at Harry, he remembered his first trip out with Damon and the fact he couldn’t walk for a week afterwards. The young man looked like he was doing okay so far.
“It’s brill Grant, I loved watching everything go past, but the best is the fact I get to cling to Sev and he doesn’t mind,” Harry laughed in reply, looking up and smiling as Severus sneered down at him and shook his head.
“Insufferable brat.”
“Yes, but you know you love me anyhow.”
Rolling his eyes, Severus groaned, “I suppose so, at least it is plausible that I keep you around just to fetch my tea.”
Grant just laughed as he watched the exchange between the two. Damon had wondered how the two were doing and Grant was glad he could let his husband know that their friend was happy and seemed very content with the younger man. They suited each other.
The group descended on the Mom and Pop style barbeque joint and took over three tables in the corner and began to argue over what they were ordering. When the waitress brought out their menus, Severus intercepted the one handed to Harry and gave it back to her, Harry didn’t even bat an eye at the action. He knew that Sev would take care of it for him. He sat back and sipped at the ice water and listened to everyone talking about the days ride and what they were looking forward to tomorrow.
“Harry, this is your first time here, isn’t it?” Max asked turning to the man that was tucked in next to Severus.
Turning his green eyed gaze to the large man, Harry grinned, “Yes it is. It’s very different. Lots of cows.”
At that the table broke into laughter with the younger man. Damon being the next to speak.
“Severus said about the same thing Harry. Too many cows.”
The waitress arrived then with serving trays full of loaded plates and began passing them around. She gave a side glance to Harry as she set a small side salad down in front of him and nothing else.
Harry, like the rest of the submissives waited until their Dominants began to eat and motioned for them to begin before picking up their own silverware. Taking a bite of lettuce, Harry watched as Severus cut into a juicy piece of brisket. Taking up a forkful, he turned to Harry.
“Open.”
Harry obediently opened his mouth and accepted the bite that was offered. Closing his mouth he chewed carefully, tasting the new food. Different, but damn it was good. Severus looked at him with an eyebrow raised and waited.
“Do you think the house elves can make this at home?” he asked as he swallowed and looked at Severus.
Severus only laughed and shook his head, “They have not been able to in ten years Harry, but I can manage to do it on a weekend.”
Severus cut off a good portion of meat and placed it on Harry’s now empty salad plate and then divvied up the rest of his meal with his mate. He didn’t want to draw unwanted attention to them. The other Doms were doing the same after they had given the first bite to their own subs.
As everyone finished eating the talk turned to what bar the group was about to go to. Severus looked down at a very worn out Harry and smiled.
“Count us out; I’m taking this one to bed. I don’t need him falling off my bike tomorrow.” He said as he stood up, placing money on the table to cover their bill. He pulled Harry’s chair back and placed a hand under his elbow to help him up.
“Sleep well man,” Evan said with a smirk as Jamie only winked at Harry. Blinking tired green eyes, Harry only smiled and swayed slightly on his feet.
“Come on love, let’s get you back before I have to carry you.” Severus said as he guided them out and onto the sidewalk.
“Yes sir,” Harry said as he stood a bit straighter and stayed one half step behind Severus on his left.
Smiling, Severus reached back and draped an arm over the shorter man’s shoulders and pulled him up to walk alongside him. They covered the short distance quickly, glad to get back into the air conditioned comfort of their room August in Missouri was brutal and Harry wasn’t used to such heat.
As soon as the door closed, Harry began to undress and turn the bed down for Severus. Turning to him, he then efficiently removed Sev’s clothing, folding everything back up and placing it on the dresser.
Severus leaned down to kiss his love, savouring the taste of the unfamiliar food on his lips.
“Lay down on your stomach Harry,” he instructed. As he watched him comply, Severus picked up a vial of massage oil from one of his bags and poured a small amount out into his palm. Straddling the younger man’s waist, he leaned forward and began to knead and stroke all the muscles in his shoulders and back.
“Sore baby?” he asked as he worked some stubborn kinks out.
“A little, but I will be fine,” Harry answered sighing in pleasure. He absolutely loved the feel of Severus’ hands working over his body. His long fingers digging into his muscles, coaxing them into relaxing at his touch.
Moving back to sit on the backs of Harry’s legs, Severus started massaging the creamy globes of he arse, his fingers spreading wide to grip them possessively.
“Mine” he growled as he pulled them apart enough to exposed his cleft, “All mine.”
“Yes Master,” Harry moaned as he felt the long fingers stroke his heated flesh. Merlin how he wanted Severus to sink his cock into him, he wanted to feel the raw power of the man as he possessed him mind, body, and soul. He jerked slightly as he felt a smack delivered to his bottom and then felt Severus’ hands slide lower to massage his legs.
Severus worked silently for several long minutes, listening only to the sighs and contented breathing of the man under him. He concentrated on working out every bit of soreness in Harry; he wanted him to be eager to go with him again on vacation, not to dread it. Smirking to himself, he moved to one side and gently rolled Harry over to lie on his back, he wanted to watch his expressive face as he entered him tonight. Wanted to watch the fire and passion rage in his eyes as he fought to keep control over his body as Severus played him like a well tuned violin. Each touch bringing forth a different moan, whimper, cry, and gasp of pleasure. Oh yes indeed, Severus was that good in bed and he knew it.
Severus quickly realized something wasn’t quite right when he started to position Harry’s lean flanks. He looked up and in the light filtering in from the window he saw that Harry’s eyes were closed, his long lashes laying on his cheeks. His face relaxed and peaceful in the faint light.
“What the fuck?” Severus snorted quietly and then laughed softly. Getting up from the bed he gently gathered the sleeping Harry in his arms and moved him up to lie with his head on the pillows. “I didn’t think he was that tired.” He said to himself as he rummaged through one of Harry’s bags.
Pulling out a pair of thin cotton socks, he then sat down on the edge of the bed and drew one of Harry’s feet into his lap. Rubbing his slender ankle tenderly, he then slid a sock onto the foot and then repeated the actions with the other foot. Harry always did get such cold feet at night. After taking care of his little one and going to the bathroom for a minute, Severus crawled into the bed next to Harry and pulled the younger man to him so he could cradle him in his arms through the night.