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A/N: Hello all! *waves* Hope you�re all well. I am super
glad you liked arse-kicking Severus in the last chapter. I am rather partial to
him as well. This chapter is a little different, transitional I suppose, to get
them both where they need to be for the last two chapters of the fic. Thank you all for your reviews!

Kai �Ha, glad you
liked it. I needed Ron out of there though.

Sheree �-Still afraid?
You�re right, though, physically Ron�s been rescued, but mentally� hmm. See
what you think at the end of this chapter.

Abbi cee �I�m
glad you like Harry being there for Ron in his spectral way. As
for getting worse? Hmm. Maybe we�ve all been concentrating on Ron a bit
too much and it�s time for someone else�s worry? *whistle*

Talley �I�m
really glad you like the psychological aspects of this one. You�d like some
more Draco, I aim to please, read on� (even if it is
only brief).

Lady Zombie
�Exactly, I did really feel for Severus in that chapter, caught between his
wants. But, it brought him Cheesecake Night, so I didn�t feel so bad ;) Also,
thanks for your review of Dreams whilst I can thank you here �I need to go and
edit the whole series to cover up the inaccuracies in my dates and stuff. When
I wrote it I didn�t see Snape as OOC, but now I do. As you say, though, man�s gotta relax sometime, right?
Plus he and Ron go through a hell of a lot in the course of that series�
*whistle*

hairsprayX12 �Ah,
see, now� don�t go getting your hopes up. Love�s a very strong word and if
anything I would say you�re looking at the wrong one�s attachment.

On with the show, not sure when the next
chapter will be up, though I might write some today as have some free time.
This was the longest chapter yet, though. I am not entirely happy with it but
can�t figure out why. It�s essential, though, so I can�t change it.

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�UnnnnnnghfuckitSeverusyes!
Yesyesyesyes!�

Severus moaned and buried his face in Ron�s shoulder,
listening to the adoration pouring out of the redhead�s mouth. Everything had
seemingly happened so fast since Ron had banged on his door half an hour
before.

�Come on, Sev, fuck me,� the rasp was desperate. �I need you
to� oh, gods.�

Severus could feel Ron�s frantic heartbeat through their
connecting chests. Where his face was pressed he put his lips, kissing softly
to try and equal out the almost violent pounding his hips were keeping up
against Ron�s arse.

They were on his sofa, the cold air of the last day of the
year forgotten in their heat and desire. Ron had knocked on his door, Severus
had managed to get the word �hello� out of his mouth and look at Ron�s
appearance, and then he�d been pounced on.

Severus� cheek brushed against the prickling hair on Ron�s
chin and he winced, significantly inexperienced in being close to anybody
unshaven. If Ron noticed his discomfort, he didn�t mention it as he gripped his
thighs tighter around Severus� waist and dug his heels in to the flesh of his
backside and growled.

�Come� the� fuck� on�� Ron hissed, fingernails nearly
piercing the skin of Severus� back as he thrust up in between each word.

Severus wasn�t particularly into rough sex, but Ron�s
actions were driving him far closer to enjoyment of it than he�d ever had cause
to be before.

�Please�� the word wasn�t a beg, it
was a command and Severus moaned loudly when Ron grabbed hold of one of his
hands and placed it between them. �If I don�t come soon I�m going to fucking
burst, Severus��

Severus grabbed hold of the rock hard member between them
and tugged it the best he could from his awkward position. Ron tensed beneath
him and threw his head back, his throat becoming a long creamy line speckled
with the interesting auburn coloured hair which he�d had let grow there. Trying
to keep his thrusts and handiwork in time, Severus nearly flagged at the energy
it was taking to stay focussed. They had shared the same gruelling pace for
nearly twenty minutes and he wouldn�t like admit he was waning, but he was.

�Oh, fuck� gods� Severus� make me
come.�

The plea sank into Severus� ears and he didn�t know how to
say that he was sure it wasn�t going to happen. For Ron,
anyway.

Severus lurched forward and somehow slid deeper, his cock
squeezing in the intense heat and he couldn�t help it, he lost himself. His
orgasm grabbed him literally by the balls and it ripped down his shaft,
culminating in several hard and fast spurts whilst his body trembled and he
gasped with each expulsion.

�Ohhh fuck,� Ron half-sobbed, and sank a hand into Severus� hair to push
his head down where it had risen.

Severus was shocked that Ron held him there, as he shivered
instantly from the end of the last pulse, letting his breathing return to
normal whilst Ron�s own un-sated cock throbbed between their two stomachs.

�I�m sorry,� Severus muttered, closing his eyes to his own uncontrollable
impulses.

�You�re not the one who can�t fucking
manage to come,� Ron groaned. �I�ve� I don�t get it, Severus� I�ve fucked men
nearly every day for the past three years of my life and now I�ve stopped and I
can�t� it won�t��

His voice had risen with panic and Severus forced himself
upright to hover over Ron�s face. He placed a gentle kiss on his lips and
shifted his hips back, detaching and trying not to think of what was dripping
onto his sofa at that moment.

Severus kissed a path down Ron�s chest, holding his breath
though he�d never admit it. It seemed as though with the cessation of his
contract at the whorehouse, Ron had literally stopped dead in his tracks and not
bothered to take care of anything.
Severus knew from the pallor of his skin he�d been barely eating or drinking.
There were bags under his eyes and a persistent yawn which meant he�d not been
sleeping, either. And then there were the signs of physical neglect, the
growing beard, the greasy hair and the smell of a body not washed for days
compacted by the heat of a bed he�d barely moved from.

His stomach was strong but Severus didn�t particularly feel
like testing it. He flung his arm out to the right and snatched his wand up off
the coffee table and sent hygiene spells over the groin area in front of his
face. If Ron was offended he didn�t comment, yet again, and Severus let his
wand drop out of sight as he licked onto the wet cockhead.

The groan which met him was positively divine, and he licked
again with the intent to provoke it once more. Rewarded, Severus gently slid
his fingers around the base and levered his prize upward to better assault it,
causing Ron�s hips to press upwards from the sofa.

�Let me fuck your mouth,� Ron hissed, sinking his hands into
Severus� hair and pressing his head downwards.

And yes, with your
cock in between my lips, I�m hard pushed to refuse, aren�t I?

Severus ignored his sarcastic comment and willingly let Ron
slide into his mouth, almost smiling at the delirious moan which floated up
into the air.

�Yessss� oh, fuck. That�s going
to�. Unnnnghfuck!� hips pressed upwards again and
Severus fought down his urge to pin them to the sofa. �Sorry, I�ll��

Ron pulled back slightly to a more comfortable length and
then canted his hips forward. Severus wasn�t entirely sure what he should be
doing with his teeth, it was rather hard to keep them out of the way as the
thrusts grew more frantic. He sifted through his own memories of the oral
stimulation Ron had given him to see if he could unearth any hints about
whether the redhead would particularly care if teeth got involved.

�So close�� Ron hissed, and Severus noticed one of the
redhead�s large hands massaging the base of his shaft beneath his chin.

Pulling up so only the head was encased in his lips, Severus
licked with firm motions across the tip, tasting saltiness dribbling from the
slit. He closed his eyes and tried to forget who he was, and what he was doing,
focussing solely on the task at hand. He applied a gentle sucking force and
moaned against the flesh, which made Ron moan in turn and the fingers in his
hair became tender, massaging his scalp.

�Oh, Severus� so good� don�t stop, please don�t stop�� The
voice was every bit as soft as the fingers.

Not for the first time, Severus found himself wondering on
the subject of Ron�s sexuality. Just
because he had worked primarily with men doesn�t mean he�s gay� he said himself
when he needed to get hard he thought of anything that worked� and yet�

The grumbling moan which sounded then was enough to peak
Severus� curiosity even further. Spread out beneath him, legs bent slightly and
hips gently moving against Severus� mouth, there was no doubt that the redhead
was aroused by what was happening to him.

Hell, he turned up on
my doorstep sizzling like he was in heat.

The thin hips jerked then and Severus was relieved to hear a
series of gasps intermingled with low mumbles of obscenity, and then he tasted
saltiness in a stronger form and licked against it.

�Fuck yes, gods� your tongue is� you�re� so fucking hot, Severus� I�m coming� ohh, shit, yes� I�m��

The hips pressed up once more whilst Ron emptied himself
into Severus� mouth, and then he sagged back into the cushions, chest heaving.
Severus swallowed and when he looked up he saw that Ron�s face had disappeared
behind his hands.

Wiping his mouth on the back of his hand, Severus raised up.
�Ron? Are you...�

�Alright?� Ron muttered. �No,
Severus, I�m not. Jesus, how can I be so
fucking horny and then take forever to come?�

Severus gently crawled on top of him, positioning his knees
and elbows so that Ron wouldn�t have to take on too much of his weight. But his
consideration was rendered futile when Ron�s hands flew from his face and
clapped onto Severus� back, arms forming a cage and pulling him down with a
slap of connecting skin. And then Ron buried his face in his hair.

�Your body is just getting used to the changes of not having
to perform every night,� Severus whispered. �It�ll take some time.�

�I�m so� I want it all the time.�

�I know, remember, you�ve been here twice before,� he put the gentle reminder
out that it was not the first time he�d been ambushed for sex in his own home.

Ron took a huge breath and let it out in a miserable sigh.
�I�m sorry, Severus, I shouldn�t have come knocking on your door for my
release.�

�If you�re idiotic enough to think that I mind, Weasley�� he
forced some steel into his tone to remind Ron that he wasn�t going to tolerate
an apology, something he�d laid down the first time he�d come knocking.

�You think its better you than someone random, right?� there
was a miserable laugh in Ron�s voice.

�I know it is
better that way,� Severus corrected him, and placed a kiss on his lips. �Look.
Why don�t you stay today? I have nothing better to do. It�s New Year�s Eve and
my social calendar is, as ever, completely devoid of human company.�

�Well, my plan was to just lay in bed and get hideously
drunk,� Ron raised his eyebrows morosely.

�Then you can do that here. I�ll feed you, get you warm, and you can do what
you like for the day��

Ron didn�t say anything but fixed his eyes on a point over
Severus� shoulder. It was with great control that Severus didn�t ask him what
was wrong; he knew there was little point in pushing the redhead to speak
before he was ready. That would only achieve a repeat of the first day that
they had come back together, when they had had their first real shouting
argument. Severus couldn�t even particularly remember what had started it off.

And you have no right
to look upon that argument as any kind of relationship milestone, because this
is not a relationship. No matter how much you would like it to be.

He swallowed hard and chased the latter thought out of his
mind. Severus couldn�t deny that his feelings of concern for Ron had grown to
the point where he could no longer call their acquaintance casual, but he
wasn�t prepared for any further steps. Ron seemed even less ready for such a
distinction.

But that didn�t stop the niggling worry Severus experienced
looking down at his tired face and seemingly constant reddened eyes. He assumed
Ron must have been crying, though he hadn�t in the time they�d spent together.
Once more he had to bury his compulsion to question, to find out why the
redhead was crying �for the loss of his
job? For the loss of his friends and life in general?

�Why are you looking at me like that?� Ron muttered.

�Like what?� Severus tried to cover his staring.

�Like you�re trying to get inside my head,� Ron sighed. �You
can, if you want. Legilimens. To be honest, it�d be a
lot less painful than actually telling you the answers.�

�And would be what is commonly regarded as cheating,� Severus pointed out. �And
the pain would find another way to get you; karma tends to work like that��

�You believe in karma?� Ron raised in disbelieving eyebrow.

�Why does that surprise you? What goes around comes around �it�s not a big
mystery for the Ministry to solve, Ron� just an idea that�s been around
forever.�

�And would my actions get me, hmm?� Ron looked up. �Whoring
myself for a few years� letting men use me, not caring about anything��

�I don�t know,� Severus shook his head and dropped his chin
into his chest whilst his eyes fluttered downward.

�You�re so� different,� Ron said suddenly, and then laughed.
�You�re not how I imagined you to be at all.�

�You imagined me?� Severus raised an eyebrow. �Is this the part where you admit
a teenaged infatuation with your greasy Potions Master, wishing I could have
thrown you on my desk and had my wicked way with you?�

�It sounds like you�ve thought entirely too much about that
situation, Severus,� Ron teased, his eyes sparking with warmth and his lips
curling up into a smile. �But, no, at school, I hated your guts. And I did even
as I thought you were dying. All I thought was �good riddance�.�

Severus flinched but couldn�t be angry. �You had every right
to feel that way. You thought I was a traitor, and your reactions were only
fair.�

�When Harry told me, that stuff, I didn�t really believe
him. I thought somehow it�d all got mixed up� he hated you, you seemingly hated
him� and then when� it happened,� an involuntary shiver passed through Ron�s
body and his eyes closed. �And I heard that you�d been discovered alive in the
Shack��

�I�d imagine,� Severus said softly when Ron trailed off. �That you wondered why they had died and I had survived, and
questioned how that was fair?�

Ron licked his lips pensively and gave a shaky nod. �I�m
sorry, for what it�s worth. That I thought that, that
I was bitter that you�d been spared and they�d��

Severus kissed him on the lips and nudged their noses
together. �Nobody can comment on another�s grief, really� you were hurt, you
were lost, and you were being bombarded by the press for comment when all
anybody with a brain could see was that you wished you were gone too.�

�I was never really one for keeping my head in those sorts
of situations,� Ron kept his eyes closed as his spoke, his voice low, and
Severus waited for him to continue. �But I� well. It was no wonder
that the leftovers were angry, the ones who had been promised the world and
were given nothing but a one way ticket to Azkaban��

Severus had thought Ron was talking about the press
attention after the death of his best friends, but his heart lurched when he
realised that the redhead was actually talking about the moment his friends had
died.

�I don�t know why my wand was faster than theirs that day. I
wish I fucking knew why my shield
charm was quicker, but why it failed and only protected me.�

�When you are fighting Death Eaters,� Severus reached up to tuck some of Ron�s
greasy hair behind his ear, �It is generally safer to assume that you are
protecting only yourself. There is no reason that you should have had to
protect Potter and Granger, unless there is something I do not know?�

�No, you know it all,� Ron shrugged. �The paper was pretty
accurate. But you know us three� if we could, we�d give anything to help the
other. If I could have, I would have taken the whole fucking war on my shoulders
just to get it off Harry�s.�

Severus said nothing about what he considered to be wasted
loyalty. Harry Potter had been a marked man before his birth and there was
nothing a gangly redhead could have done to change that.

�I know you think I�m mad,� Ron told him, eyes flicking
open. �I know you don�t understand what I saw in him.�

�No, I don�t,� Severus admitted. �But, at the same time, I
was glad for your loyalty, as that made my job easier. Especially
with the sword. Your faithfulness was something I was counting on.�

Ron shuddered again then and sapphires were shut tightly
away again. �Don�t remind me of that,� he breathed. �I spent so much time away
from them because of my own stupidity, Severus. Too fucking self-doubting and
it cost me time with them� with her��

�Your regret over that situation is the base of a lot of
your guilt�� Severus assessed.

�I will never forget her scream,� Ron�s voice wobbled
significantly. �Ever. And his, it was just this shout,
so gruff� Harry never sounded like that� even when his balls dropped he didn�t
have the deepest voice in the world and it was just so� it didn�t sound like
him. Made my denial easier, I suppose, to imagine it was a Death Eater that had
died, that I�d open my eyes and find them both standing next to me��

Severus made to answer but found his own throat suddenly
full, and he couldn�t make the muscles work.

�So is this it, then?� he croaked finally. �You blame
yourself? Because your shield failed?�

�Well� for a long time I did,� Ron admitted. �I suppose that�s
what pushed me to run, the feeling that I�d failed them, you know? And everyone
was telling me how well I did,
killing the bastards when I was all by myself afterwards. But I was just��

�Driven to it by your anger,� Severus finished for him. �I
know how that is, Ron.�

�I won�t say that it was the reason I became what I did,�
Ron sighed. �Because I fell into that by accident and when it worked� I
stayed��

�And it was a good way for you to hurt yourself.�

�Yeah.�

Severus hummed slightly, trying to decide what to say next.
As he had Ron talking about things he had never voiced before, probably to
anyone, he was loathe at the thought of stopping. But at the same time he didn�t
want to push too much; he was no counsellor or even particularly sensitive and
it would be easy to hurt the redhead further.

�You�re the first person I�ve ever�� Ron chewed heavily on
his lip, teeth pulling at the roughened skin with hard pressure.

�Stop,� Severus chided. �You�ll make it bleed.�

Ron stopped but picked it up again only a second later.

�You�re doing better than me,� Severus gave him a slight
eyebrow rise. �That�s... well.�

�You haven�t talked either, I remember,� Ron fixed him with
a penetrating gaze. �You know� when you killed Dumbledore, everyone was so
shocked. Nobody could even think that maybe the mad old coot had planned it all
out, that his trust in you was for a reason. That must have��

�Hurt? Not particularly. Albus had long been the only person
to trust me within the Order, and that wasn�t about to change with Potter�s
attitude to me.�

�And mine,� Ron flushed in his cheeks.

�This is the past,� Severus said finally, after a long pause
of thinking just how attractive that blush was. �We do not need to discuss it
beyond the grief you feel.�

�We,� Ron corrected him. �We feel. If I�m spilling my guts, Snape, I�m not
doing it alone.�

�Well I have no intention of spilling anything,� Severus
assured him. �I have put this all behind me.�

�Good for you,� Ron snorted rudely. �The rest of us aren�t
so lucky.�

�No, you ensured your family�s chances of forgetting were
rather slim by disappearing,� Severus� mouth shot the words out quicker than he
could stop them. �Damn, Ron��

�Don�t tell me you�re sorry,� Ron whispered. �It�s the truth, and exactly the
sort of cheap shot I deserve. Because you�re right� the hurt I must have put
them through��

�Are you not tempted?� Severus couldn�t help but voice his
question. �Not tempted to go home now?�

�No,� Ron murmured. �I couldn�t. I know what I�ve done for
the last three years� it would kill my mum to think of me doing that.�

�So don�t tell her,� Severus looked him dead in the eye. �Your life is your
own, Ron. And no matter how thin you are, or how ill you look, the past five
years could remain private if you wanted them to. Although they rightly do have
a stake in you, as your blood and kin� your returned presence might be enough
for them to relinquish their claim on it, as it were.�

Ron swallowed hard and his voice was cracked when he spoke
again, �Too hard, too much, Severus. Can�t.�

�Alright,� Severus conceded at his short answers, and kissed
him again, �Whenever you need me.�

�Mm,� Ron murmured against his lips. �Really� without you��

�You�d still have your job in the brothel,� Severus reminded him with a droll
look. �You shouldn�t get too attached to me. I have a habit of disappointing.�

�Only because your life�s been full of bollocks,� Ron
sighed, and reached up to place his large hand against Severus� cheek.

�Can I ask you something?� Severus heard the anxiety in his own
voice.

�Might not answer,� Ron interpreted the tone correctly.

�Well� what� you worked with men. But before she was killed,
you loved Granger, I�m correct?�

Ron gave a tense nod.

�But when we� well. I know before
me you saw your clientele as an unfeeling body that didn�t care about your
satisfaction. When you needed to reach it for the sake of their desires, you
said you thought of whatever worked to get you up and away. But when we�� he
paused, cursing the damnable blush which sprang up on his cheeks and the wry
smile which was Ron�s response. �Well. You don�t appear to have any trouble
enjoying yourself with me.�

�No,� Ron shrugged. �With you it�s easy to come. Well, apart
from the last few days but that�s just my sex drive complaining.�

�That�s just it� your� I can�t
understand how you could have sex with men for so long if you didn�t enjoy it,
even just a little. So are you straight? Gay? In the middle?�

�I have no fucking idea,� Ron�s face quirked into a
grimacing smile. �Just another thorn in my side, trying to figure that one out.
I think I could be with anyone that loved me enough, now.�

�You sound like me,� Severus muttered.

�Have you ever admitted you like sex with men to anybody
else?� Ron asked interestedly.

Severus� breath caught in his throat but he saw the
expectant look on Ron�s face. The relationship between them was no longer that
of teacher and pupil, where Severus could expect answers without having to
justify his questions. He knew it was only fair to repay Ron in kind for the
information he was giving. It didn�t make it any easier.

�No,� he swallowed. �Never. Though I believe that Albus may have suspected.�

�Why would he?� Ron frowned. �You�re incredibly straight
acting, and trust me, I know, I�ve seen some right queens in my time.�

�� Well. Apparently, gay men just �know�,� Severus said
carefully, fixing his eyes on Ron�s face to see if they were correctly
understood.

�I fucking knew it,� Ron breathed triumphantly. �Ha. Christ.
No wonder they all kicked up about how much he liked Harry.�

Severus laughed then, his head falling forwards and his hair flopping down into
Ron�s face. �Not widely known, of course, but can you imagine the uproar?�

�What about you?� Ron asked then, his eyes narrowing in
wonderment.

�What exactly about me?� Severus frowned, puzzled by his
question.

�Well, Dumbledore wasn�t the only one that spent time cooped
up alone with Harry��

�Stop right there,� Severus warned him, his eyebrows rising
with the threat. �Never. He looked far too much like
his father to ever have the chance of catching my eyes� other than for his own,
of course.�

�His eyes were beautiful,� Ron said softly, and looked away.

Severus thought on that and wondered what a strange thing it
was to say, and how many other men commented on the beauty they saw in their
best friend�s eyes.

�Ron?� He asked tentatively. �Did you� well? Forgive me;
most men don�t tend to remark on their best friend�s eyes like that.�

Ron coloured then and started chewing his lip again. �Maybe. I dunno. I only thought
about it after he wasn�t there any more, you know? How much I missed him.
Thinking about what he looked like, his hair, his eyes� I don�t know,� he
answered truthfully.

�All part of punishing yourself further,� Severus sighed.
�Look, I don�t know about you, but I think my balls are considering packing a
bag and moving to warmer climes. We should get dressed and I�ll get some food
down you.�

�Ergh, off with the food, again.�

Severus climbed off Ron and reached for his trousers, which
still helpfully contained his underwear where Ron had yanked them down in a
rush. He stepped into them and ran them up his thin thighs and did up the
button. Only then did he notice that the redhead was watching him, and he
froze.

�What?� Severus immediately became self-conscious and reached for his jumper.

�Don�t,� Ron rolled sideways and landed on his feet,
straightening up to reach out his hands for Severus� waist.

Severus let his arms fall down by his sides and waited for
Ron to move or speak again. The warm hands sat just above the waistband of his
trousers.

�I would never have guessed you were harbouring this sort of
body beneath those robes you wore at school,� Ron whispered, close to his ear.
�When your hair is down, and you�re just� half-dressed like this. That�s enough
to bring down better men than me. It makes me wonder why you�re alone.�

�You know why,� Severus told him, elaborating no further
feeling that he had already done so enough.

�Piss poor explanation, Severus. You are� you�re attractive
in your own way. Get over it. Accept it. Fucking embrace it and get yourself a partner who can love you.�

The large hands ran up his back then and Severus found
himself shivering.

�Is there nobody at work?� Ron questioned, and Severus
instantly became suspicious, wondering just what Ron was asking of him.

�Nobody,� Severus confirmed. �I would rather not complicate
my hellish work life with a budding romance for the ministry gibbons to gossip
about behind my back.�

�Hey, my dad and brothers work there,� Ron said, in a mock
offended tone. �Not gibbons. Or they weren�t, last time I checked.�

�Look, where are you going with this?� Severus stepped back
out of his hold and looked around for his socks.

�I�m just� when you look like that,� Ron waved a hand at
him. �You�re almost a force of nature. I dunno, maybe
it�s just me. I see you like that, with your hair all long and silky, and your
shirt off, even with the Dark Mark� and I just want you.�

�I�m going to put my jumper back on now,� Severus informed
him pointedly, and threw it over his head.

Before he could lower it successfully, though, Severus felt
the hands stroking his chest, working soft circles around his nipples and
causing them to stiffen. One dropped to massage against his stomach and he
moaned from within the woollen confines. He felt hot lips kiss each of the buds
once before his face was freed as Ron tugged the jumper down and set it right
about his waist.

�Do you ever wear anything other than black?� Ron asked
teasingly, letting his fingers play with the hem.

�Are you going to wash anytime soon?� Severus arched an
eyebrow in challenge.

Ron snorted. �What�s it to you?�

�Well when men don�t wash after lounging around in bed for five days they tend
to form some rather pungent odours.�

�Are you saying I stink?� Ron made a face.

�Smell your own armpit; I�m fairly sure it would knock you
out. And your stubble is remarkably coarse,� he reached a hand up and rubbed at
his chin, which was somewhat sore from the abrasion during sex.

�Does it bother you?� Ron tilted his jaw upward, his lips in
a strange kind of smirk.

�Well, I�m not going to lie to you��

�Do you know exactly how many minutes of the last three
years I�ve spent keeping myself immaculately groomed?� Ron breathed. �Making
sure there was hair only in the places that a man traditionally has fuzz? Conditioning my fucking long professionally cut style?�
he flicked at his hair. �Shaving every single fucking day?�

Severus looked at him and saw the tired lines of his face,
which were only shallow but they still seemed out of place considering his age.

�I just wanted to� to let myself go a bit,� Ron shrugged.
�Sorry, though. I guess it�s not hard to use deodorant.�

�Its fine,� Severus shrugged, mirroring him. �Whatever you want to feel normal.�

�No, Sev,� Ron smiled then. �If I�m going to interrupt your
morning by knocking on the door to beg you for a fuck, the least I could have
done was make sure I was clean. Can I use your bath, please?�

�I feel awful now,� Severus groaned, closing his eyes and
tilting his head back, running one hand up to cup at the nape of his neck.
�Stay filthy if you want. I really don�t mind, I�ve seen worse.�

�Being grubby isn�t as satisfying as I thought it might be,�
Ron admitted. �Sort of an anti-climax, y�know?�

�Bath�s
all yours,� Severus gave him a tight smile and moved off into the kitchen.

He was surprised when Ron followed him and wrapped his arms
around his waist from behind, resting his chin on Severus� shoulder. He thought
about pulling away but simply placed his hands on top of Ron�s and they stood
welded together, looking out of the back window.

�It�s lovely round here,� Ron commented. �Scenic.�

�Well, I didn�t buy this house for the view,� Severus
snorted. �More the fact that the nearest neighbour is a mile
away.�

�I can see why that�d be attractive,� Ron laughed gently.
�But then I don�t like the thought of you being here all alone� if anything
happened��

�What, exactly, would happen?� Severus raised an incredulous
eyebrow.

�Well, you never know. Anything could,� Ron pointed out.
�You could fall down the stairs and break your neck and nobody would have a
clue.�

�Well, that is generally what tends to happen when you�re as
sour in nature as I am,� Severus explained. �People don�t care.�

�Malfoy would care,� Ron squeezed a little tighter.

�Well, if he could drag his face away from his mirror for
long enough he would.�

Ron snorted and kissed hotly to Severus� neck before he
pulled away. �I�ll be in the bath. I�ll leave the door unlocked so you can do
suicide check. I know you�ll just sit here and worry.�

�You�re learning,� Severus rolled his eyes. �What do you
want to eat?�

�Nothing,� Ron answered, clearly on instinct, because he then groaned.
�Whatever you�re eating will be fine.�

Severus scowled at his lack of regard for his nutritional
needs but held back the tongue-lashing he could have given. There was no point;
it hadn�t worked the first three times so he had no reason to believe a fourth
would sink in. He would just keep feeding unthinkably large portions whilst he
had the power.

�You were heading to the bath,� he reminded Ron pointedly.

�So I was. Can I use your-�

�Whatever you want,� Severus assured him. �And remember that
the taps are cock-eyed before you fill your bath with cold water.�

�You�re a wizard; why the fuck don�t
you just change the labels on the taps?� Ron laughed.

�It is always good keep one�s mind working with trivial
games, I suppose,� Severus smiled. �At least, it�s a nice cover for being too lazy
to bother.�

Ron�s deep laugh lingered long after the redhead had gone up
the stairs.

Severus was making lunch an hour later, his sleeves pushed
back to the elbow as he peeled potatoes by hand. He scraped the knife downwards
curling the skin off and jumped as there was a very loud thudding on the door,
causing the blade to slice through the flesh joining his thumb to his hand.

�Fuck!� His swear word was bitter as his hand flew to his
mouth, setting it to suck at the wound before the blood could drip anywhere.

Who the fuck is that?
He moved to the door, listening for any sounds of Ron having left the bath, but
there was nothing. Nobody ever visited him at home. He swung open the door,
hand still to his lips, and nearly groaned.

�So, you�re not dead then,� Draco grimaced. �Your Floo was
blocked.�

�With good reason,� Severus glared. �I didn�t want
visitors.�

�Well, tough,� Draco growled. �You�ve been holed up here for
the whole holiday. When was the last time you saw another person?�

�Yesterday,� Severus answered. �I went out for food.�

�Oh, wonderful, you�ve kept a sparkling social calendar,
then,� Draco laughed, and before Severus could stop him he pushed his way
through the door and walked into the living room.

Ron�s clothes were still strewn about the floor where they had
fallen in their haste that morning. Severus tried to estimate approximately how
long he had before Draco noticed.

�Tut tut, Severus, your standards
are slipping?� Draco�s grey eyes alighted on the crumpled clothes, and he
looked back to Severus. �Though� well, they�re not your colour.�

He turned back fully. �Is someone here?�

Shit. Caught red-handed
�heh, and redheaded- Severus didn�t see how
he could lie. But he could try for damage control.

�So who is she?� Draco smirked. �That woman from Magical
Reversal you like to gaze at when you don�t think I�m looking?�

�No,� Severus glared at him. �You don�t know the person.�

�Well, do tell,� Draco turned and dropped onto the sofa,
which Severus realised had never been cleaned from their last round; he choked
on his laughter when all of a sudden Ron�s voice shouted down the stairs,
unbelievably low, manly and sexy.

�Severus, where the fuck�re
your towels, I�m freezing my bollocks off up here!�

Draco�s jaw dropped before he managed to cultivate it into
an infuriatingly smug look of smiling disbelief.

�In the bedroom,� Severus called back, his face burning as
his eyes dropped to the floor.

�Well, I wasn�t expecting that,� Draco got back to his feet.

�What?� Ron shouted confusedly down the stairs. �I didn�t
hear what you said the second time.�

�Just� give me a minute, someone�s, ah, here to visit. I�ll
be up in a second.�

Ron fell deadly quiet and Severus could just imagine how he
would have frozen at those words. Draco walked closer then.

�Are you gay?� His eyebrows rose in genuine surprise.

�Sometimes,� Severus muttered.

�Well, whatever gets you going, I suppose,� Draco�s eyes
flicked up and down his body. �No wonder you�re so secretive, Severus. You�re
bleeding on the floor, just so you know.�

Severus had forgotten his cut hand in all the drama.

�Are you going to introduce me?� Draco asked expectantly with a taunting grin,
lacing his fingers together in front of his slender waist.

�Certainly not,� Severus yanked open the front door. �Out.�

�As polite as ever,� Draco sighed. �Well, have a good night.�

Severus hated the leering expression which came over his
godson�s face then, it reminded him of Lucius drunk and flirting.

�Though I�m sure if he�s already got his clothes off, you
will do regardless of my good wishes.�

�I�ll see you at work on Monday,� Severus growled.

�And we will be talking about this in very great detail, Severus,� Draco told him.

Severus made to slam the door in his face the second the
blonde was over his threshold, but some parting words stopped him.

�Just thought you�d like to know I�m engaged,� Draco�s voice
was both airy and exasperated at the same time.

Severus threw the door back open. �What?� He broke his lips
off his bleeding skin.

�Engaged, as of Christmas Day,� something akin to a blush
broke out on Draco�s porcelain face. �I�ve been trying to get in contact ever
since, but you�ve been out of reach.�

Momentarily stunned into silence, Severus immediately felt
guilty for neglecting his duties as a godfather. �Congratulations,� he pulled
himself together. �That�s a little��

�Quick?� Draco finished for him. �Yes. But these things
happen when you have too much champagne. I don�t regret it. She�s perfect.�

Severus laughed. �And where is she now?�

�In the Swiss Alps,� a glum look came over Draco�s face.
�With her family, skiing. Honest to Merlin, Severus, what a waste of time, all
it is is swishing about on the snow. Ridiculous.�

�So what are your plans for this evening, then?�

�I was hoping you would come out for a drink with me to
celebrate someone pledging to make an honest man out of me, but I see you are
otherwise engaged,� Draco gave him another leering wink. �I�ll occupy myself
somehow, I suppose.�

�Come here,� Severus muttered, and pulled him into a
one-armed hug whilst he held the other out to avoid dripping blood on the
expensive cloak Draco wore.

�This is the first time you�ve hugged me in years,� Draco
assessed. �I think Mr. Mystery is doing you some good.�

�Shut up and get the hell off my property,� Severus pulled
back, gave Draco a smirk, and closed the door again.

He didn�t speak until he had seen his godson disapparate in
the road outside the ward perimeter, and then he turned, mouth sucking at the
cut which simply refused to stop bleeding, and flew up the stairs to the
bathroom.

Ron was sitting with a towel wrapped around his waist,
drying his hair with his wand. �Who was that?� he asked immediately.

Severus noticed he was clean and pink from the heat of the
bath, and the stubble was gone. He couldn�t deny he preferred the groomed
version far better. Shallow
bastard.

�Draco,� Severus sighed. �He came to tell me he was engaged.
I was trying to disguise you as a female and then you just happened to yell out
with that delightful comment about your bollocks and it all went rather to pot,
I�m afraid. Thanks to you I am now officially out to my godson.�

Ron burst out laughing then, nearly falling off the edge of
the bath in his merriment. �Oh, can you just imagine Malfoy�s
face if he knew it was me?�

�If you think that�s funny, try the fact that he sat on my
sofa� only a few centimetres away from what you�ve just washed off the back of
your thighs��

The rich laughter filled the tiny bathroom and Severus
couldn�t help his own tiny dark chuckle as he crossed it to throw open the
steamed up window. Outside the day was surprisingly clear but unbelievably
nippy.

�What did you do your hand?� Ron gestured to it.

�Cut it in shock when he knocked on the door.�

�And you�re sucking on it because?�

�Getting it to stop bleeding,� Severus frowned, and frowned
deeper at Ron�s answering tut. �What?�

�Are you a fucking wizard or not?� Ron laughed, and got to
his feet with his wand out to heal the cut.

***

�God, you�re good,� Ron breathed, letting his head fall back
on the sofa, one hand gently massaging over his stomach.

�You only say that because you�ve lived off absolute rubbish
for the past five years of your life,� Severus rolled his eyes, lifting his
glass of whiskey to his lips. �If you remember what you lived on before that,
I�m sure my paltry cooking efforts would come up wanting.�

�Can you ever take
a compliment?� Ron sighed.

Severus drank some more and didn�t bother to answer �Ron
already knew it. After the redhead seemed sufficiently dry from his bath,
Severus had neglected lunch in favour of talking him into a walk, claiming that
the fresh air would do him the world of good. Not that Severus particularly
wanted to go tramping along the frozen country lanes surrounding his house, but
all the same he thought the change of scenery would be beneficial for Ron. It
had been, for the most part; after an hour in the brisk air he had become more
animated, talking freely with Severus as they whiled away the time. The cold
had finally driven them back to his cottage as the sun began to set, and still
a good mile away from the house, Ron had done something which had warmed the
both of them up.

Stupid� minor action�
doesn�t mean anything affectionate�

The words churned around Severus� mind as he sat and took
another sip of whiskey. Ron had flicked him a look from beneath his long
fringe, blinked prettily, and slid his fingers through Severus�, locking them
together.

They had walked the rest of the way home like that, and it
wasn�t particularly surprising that neither of them said a word until they had
relinquished their grip on each other and re-entered the cottage. Severus had
busied himself with making dinner whilst Ron had sunk onto the sofa, the cat on
his lap and a book in his hands, until he offered up his help and was stuck on
vegetable duty.

The dinner having been made, eaten, and thoroughly appreciated,
time found them sitting as they currently did. Ron was sprawled on the sofa,
the colour in his cheeks a healthy glow, whilst Severus sat on the floor
feeding the fire logs.

�You live a fairly muggle life,� Ron commented, eyes in his
whiskey.

�I suppose,� Severus shrugged. �I have to confess, though,
that my love of non-magical log fires must be some primal base man instinct to
build and sustain fire.�

�Fire burn, fire good,� Ron mocked in primitive low grunts, and Severus threw
him a filthy look for taking the piss.

�Even better,� he turned back to the flames. �Fire can cook
food.�

�Fire also burns trout to a gross charred mess,� Ron
laughed, and knocked back some more.

The rate they were going, Severus knew, would see them brutally
inebriated long before the chimes of midnight rang out from the clock on the
wall. Between them they�d already had wine with dinner and had started on
whiskey with dessert. He was feeling pleasantly buzzed and his body was warm.

And your hand is still
stinging where he held it contentedly down that beautifully tranquil country
lane� Severus� inner self was gagging himself sticking his finger down his
throat. His outer self, in the mean time, was quite pleased with the way their
walk had turned out.

�I love your house,� Ron said happily, looking around the
living room.

Severus had frozen at �I love� and nearly dropped the log he
was holding. Recovering himself, he plopped it into the burning mass and
turned, still seated, his knees bent up and ankles crossed. He rested his
elbows on his knees, one hand propping up his chin, the other holding his
drink. He couldn�t remember the last time he had sat so casually in front of
anybody.

�Well, it is rather pleasing, I�ll admit,� he shrugged
slightly.

�I�d love a house like this,� Ron stretched out. �So homey and� well. You can imagine someone living here.
Maybe not you�� He teased.

�You would be so rude to a man who has just stood and slaved
over your dinner?�

�You make a wonderful house-maid,� Ron toasted him with his
glass and ducked as Severus seized a Potions journal from the coffee table and
lobbed it at him.

�Remember upon whose sofa your arse sits, Weasley, and how
once upon a time you would never have dared cross him,� Severus growled, in an
almost playful manner.

Oh, sweet Morgana�s flaps I�m pissed already. Wonderful.
Playful for fuck�s sake!

�You�re so funny when you don�t want to be as nice as you
are,� Ron smirked at him. �You get this look on your face which sort of
highlights the mental battle you�re having: be a twat, or be fun.�

�And which do you prefer me to be?�

�Well,� Ron pretended to think about it. �I generally prefer
you to be fun. Except, of course, when you�re doing your best superwizard impression and rescuing me from a seedy
brothel. Then I like you to be deadly serious and somewhat threatening��

Severus took the first joke he�d heard from Ron�s lips about
what had happened on Christmas Day with as much good grace as he could muster
through his shock.

�Well, I thought it called for a little dramatic flair,
didn�t you? You�re empty,� he nodded at Ron�s glass and summoned the whiskey
bottle to top him up.

�Getting me pissed?� Ron raised an eyebrow.

�Well, isn�t that what one is supposed to do on New Year�s
Eve, get drunk and have a completely inappropriate sexual liaison to kick off
the New Year with spectacular regret?�

Ron snorted through his mouthful and Severus had to laugh at
his own pessimism too.

�I wouldn�t have had you down for someone going out and
hooking up,� Ron commented, looking into the amber liquid, almost nervously.

�Well, I�ve never made a habit of it,� Severus replied
quietly.

�We don�t know one another,� Ron said suddenly, looking up
with alarmed eyes. �We�ve done so much, I�m pretty convinced I know every
intimate nook and cranny of your body and yet� I don�t know your middle name; I
don�t know your favourite book� Does that seem as weird to you as it does to
me?�

�Not particularly,� Severus made a face. �I am used
unfamiliarity with my acquaintances. You, on the other hand, are overly
friendly and warm, so I suppose it would
be unsettling to you to have such little knowledge of your evening�s
companion.�

�That�s not true,� Ron shook his head vehemently. �I was a
whore, you forget, so many faces in a night, no time to ask them all their
deepest and darkest secrets.�

�Well, that is a fair point, but you forget your other relationships,� Severus slipped in the
unmarked question with sly ease.

�You think being a whore left time for a relationship with
anybody?� Ron laughed. �And Christ, where d�you think I�d find someone stupid
enough to willingly go out with a rentboy?�

�Another rentboy,� Severus lifted
his eyebrows. �Someone who understood your situation��

�That doesn�t happen,� Ron assured him. �Blokes don�t do
that. Too much client stealing for it.�

�You seem altogether too nice for such an unpleasant
lifestyle,� Severus looked down at the floor.

�Well, yeah. But I made it for a long time till you fucked
it up for me,� he pointed out. �And I was the most popular whore there��

�It surprises me that she sacked you,� Severus muttered for
the first time.

�Well, yeah,� Ron sighed. �I never believed she really would. She threatened,
gave me chances to embrace the protection, but I just thought my revenue was so
high she�d keep me no matter what. Guess I was wrong. But then Ministry really
had been digging, lately, and she�d been running scared for a few weeks. I
think your increased visits only put her back up more, to be honest.�

�I suppose I should feel guilty,� Severus looked up at him.
�But I don�t.�

�I don�t think I would, either,� Ron assured him. �It�s
hard, because I really do resent what happened, and I resent you for it� but
then I know why you acted, and that you did it all for me� you could have been
hurt that night.�

�I doubt that very much,� Severus scoffed.

�Severus, I fought off five Death Eaters, by myself, after
having watched my best friends die. That�s pretty accomplished, right?�

�Yes,� Severus conceded.

�And yet, you�ve seen the marks on my back�� Ron�s voice grew quieter. �You put
yourself at risk for me, Severus, which was�� he shrugged a little. �Something
I should have been thanking you for rather than treating you like shit.�

�You were in shock,� Severus sipped his drink. �I expected
you to be far ruder than you were.�

They fell into awkward silence and as one they both raised
their glasses and took a deep drink. Ron noticed and snorted at their unison.

�So what would you like to do for the evening?� Severus
asked, trying to steer the conversation back into shallower waters.

�Um, I dunno,� Ron licked his
lips. �Sort of too full to move after your shameless food
shovelling.�

�I feed you when I�ve got you,� Severus shrugged. �I wish I
could make you eat all the time, then you wouldn�t be
sporting that half-starved look.�

�I�ve been pretty shit about everything the past few days,�
Ron admitted. �I should make more of an effort, I know.�

Severus groaned with exertion as he heaved himself up off
the floor, his hips giving him grief from the youthful pose he had adopted.
�Gods, I need to remember I�m not twenty any more,� he muttered, dragging his
feet as he forced his legs to walk to the sofa, which he dropped down on next
to Ron.

�Problems?� Ron asked. �Anything I
can massage to make better?�

�No, hip massage is somewhat odd, don�t you think?� Severus
sighed with regret. �I should take something for it, probably, but that would
be admitting defeat.�

�And you say I
punish myself,� Ron threw him a sarcastic glare, and carefully balanced his
whiskey on the arm of the chair, and then he patted his thighs.

�What?� Severus asked him confusedly.

�Feet or head, whichever you�d prefer,� Ron yawned.

�To what?� Severus wondered what he was missing.

�Massage, you fucking numpty!�

Colouring significantly, Severus glowered at the insult but
shifted so his back leant against the arm rest and lifted his feet into Ron�s
lap, feeling extremely exposed.

�You�ve gone all tense,� Ron sighed. �What is it?�

�I have not,� Severus insisted. �Shut up and put your hands
to good use.�

Ron threw him a lingering look and then did as he was asked,
encasing one of Severus� thin feet in his ever-hot hands. Severus let himself
slide down in the seat slightly and bit back his moan of pleasure as a thumb
gently rubbed circles into the ball of his foot.

�Guessing this is the first time you�ve done this, right?�
Ron asked quietly, beginning to move the circling pad up each individual toe.

Severus grunted his answer and let his eyes shut to better
enhance the sensations.

Ron worked in silence then, sensing Severus� unwillingness
to chat and began testing what pressure he could apply where. Nothing was too
hard, Severus found, except for what had grown in his underwear in response to
Ron�s actions, a problem which only grew worse when the redhead switched to the
other foot.

�You should buy baggier trousers if you want to hide your
erections,� Ron spoke and Severus could just tell of the smile in his tone
without even opening his eyes.

�Shut up and work,� he tried to sound commanding but his
voice was a moan as Ron gripped his ankle and flexed his foot back and forth,
loosening the tendons. �How on earth did you get to be so good at this?�

�I was a whore,� Ron replied, as though that answered
everything.

�So what?� Severus opened his eyes
and looked at him.

�I�ve seen all sorts of fetishes,� Ron paused for a moment
and took a large gulp of drink and Severus followed suit.

�Do go on, this should make for interesting listening,� he
shifted so that his back was better positioned on the flat of the seat cushion.
�As they are no longer your clients I expect you to be perfectly honest.�

Ron laughed and set the glass down before wrapping his hands
around his podiatric canvas again, making sweet, beautiful artwork with the
brushstrokes of his fingers.

�Well, obviously, there was a pretty serious foot fetish,�
Ron looked down at what he was holding. �Massage, licking� anything really� If
you�ve ever wondered what come feels like in between your toes�don�t bother.�

�What, so he wanted to-�

�Yep,� Ron nodded.

�And he got off on your-�

�Yup,� Ron�s lips were tugging up into a grin.

�How did you keep a straight face?!�

�I�m thinking of going into acting,� Ron winked and then
burst into regaling laughter.

�So, what else?� Severus took a
large gulp whilst looking at Ron, fascinated.

�Hmm, there was a guy who had a big thing for women�s
underwear,� Ron chewed on his lip.

�� So, why didn�t he just go to a female then?�

�Well, because he liked the thought of men in women�s underwear.�

�And how do you suit a bra and knickers, then?� Severus
snorted.

�For your information,�
Ron sniffed airily, �It was a corset, suspenders and fishnet stockings. And I
looked bloody fetching.�

Severus stared at the redhead with wide eyes, unsure whether
he was allowed to laugh or not. �But� well, I�m sure I shall give myself and my
heterosexual preferences away here, but aren�t breasts rather essential for a
corset to look pleasant?�

�Well, yeah. But fuck, that thing hurt. And when I took it
off I had the imprint of the back lacing there for the rest of the night, I
swear it actually squashed my ribs down a few inches.�

�I frankly cannot believe you let a man do that to you,�
Severus drained his glass and immediately re-filled it.

�What, so you�ve never pissed around in the past, put on a
woman�s pair of knickers? Come on, Sev, I�d done that even before I became a whore, when someone�s undies
got caught up in the boy�s laundry at Hogwarts.�

�You did that willingly?� Severus raised an eyebrow.

�No, I was dared,� Ron screwed up his face in admission.
�Wear them all day, moon someone �anyone- and then I� oh��

Ron shut up instantly and his cheeks burned a dull red
colour, leaving Severus peering at him in confusion.

�And then what?�

�Well, the past is the past I suppose� whoever completed the
dare got the, uh, stolen fantasy potion� lifted from the Potions Master�s
private stores, and the benefit of a silencing spell around their bed.�

Severus froze for a moment, his mouth falling slightly open,
before the laughter bubbled up his windpipe and he choked on it, nearly
slopping his whiskey all over his front. �Oh, gods.�

�What?� Ron asked, clearly unnerved by the lack of an angry
response.

�I was instructed to keep those Potions there,� Severus snorted. �Do you really
think I would be so imbecilic as to leave my proper store so wilfully
unprotected?�

�I never actually broke into it,� Ron looked up innocently.

�It wasn�t hard,� Severus waved a hand. �Albus asked me to.
School full of randy teenagers, having them steal a fantasy potion was better
then having the rutting in the hallways� unlike when I was at school,� he added a lascivious wink to the end of his
sentence.

�How much of that have you had?� Ron asked suspiciously,
looking at the glass in Severus� hand. �You�re too happy about that admission.�

�Seriously, Weasley, it wasn�t a big drama. And in answer to
your question, no, I have never worn women�s underwear and do not plan to �in
my opinion despite the aesthetic effect it always looked excessively
uncomfortable.�

�It is,� Ron assured him. �The word cheesewire
comes to mind.�

Severus laughed again and took another mouthful.

�I know what we could do!� Ron said brightly, his eyes
twinkling in a way which immediately worried Severus. �Have you got any
Veritaserum?�

�If I did, why would you want it?�

�Well, we�re bored. It�s a long time till midnight. A fun game to play �dose our drinks with the tiniest drop of
serum and then play truth or dare.�

�I am in my forties, Weasley, what makes you think I have
any inclination to play a ridiculous drinking game?�

�It�s not a drinking game, it�s just a game,� Ron tried to
tempt him with a tantalising tone. �Come on, Severus, live a little.�

�I don�t think so,� Severus put him off and made a grimace.
�There are many things in my mind which it would not do for you know.�

�Well, we�ll make a truce then, we�ll keep the questions
solely to a sexual nature,� Ron winked.

Severus looked at him, and the glow on his face, and
realised just how much the young man must have missed having companions his own
age, and his brothers for the sort of mischievousness he was now displaying. It
was almost enough to make him agree straight off.

�Hmm, I have a lesser version of Veritaserum,� Severus
mused, tapping one long index finger against the rim of his glass. �It is not
so potent and the effects do not last as long. Plus, there is the added bonus
that if you move to speak something you have promised to keep quiet to another,
then you are prevented from doing so.�

�I�ve never heard of anything like that,� Ron frowned.

�Of course you haven�t,� Severus smirked. �Because
I haven�t sold the rights to it yet.�

Ron looked at him with raised eyebrows. �I�m impressed.
Patenting new potions, no wonder you could afford me, Snape.�

�Well, I didn�t like to brag,� Severus snorted. �But yes,
essentially, my hard work in the potions lab paid for our little trysts. I
consider you as satisfying as any other reward I could have purchased with the
money� especially now that I no longer have to purchase you at all.�

Smiling, Ron took another mouthful. �So, if we use your
potion, will you consent to play with me?�

�I suppose,� Severus groaned inwardly, wondering what on
earth he was committing himself to. �If it would please your
incredibly small and juvenile mind.�

�It would,� Ron assured him.

Severus summoned the potion and flicked open the hinged
stopper, and dropped a drip in each of their glasses before sending it away
again. He raised his glass to Ron before knocking it back, and Ron followed
suit. He refilled their drinks.

�How long before it takes effect?� Ron asked with a smile.

�Did you enjoy wearing the women�s underwear?� Severus
narrowed his eyes.

�Yes �oh!� Ron gasped, his face
flaming in embarrassment. �Damn!�

Severus snorted into his glass and took a mouthful.

�Do you have any fetishes?� Ron shot back.

�Silk and lace, oh, and sex toys that buzz,� Severus
blurted, before his face flooded with colour and he buried his face in his
hand. �Fuck.�

�We should have played this when you first came to me,� Ron giggled, his words
slurring slightly. Severus wasn�t surprised after downing his last glass like
he had.

The redhead turned towards him, shifting his leg up beneath
his body. �Your turn again, Severus.�

�What was the oldest man you slept with working as a whore?�

�Errrrrm, fuck.
About� well,� Ron made a face whilst he calculated. �Might I stipulate that he
looked much younger, but he must have
been about seventy.�

�Fuck, Weasley, and here I was feeling old and decrepit.�

�I did tell you not to worry,� Ron snorted through a
mouthful of whiskey. �Have you got anything to mix this with, my throat�s raw
from drinking it straight?�

�Pansy,� Severus muttered, but summoned a bottle of lemonade
from the kitchen all the same.

�Thanks,� Ron watched it fill. �My turn� hmmm� so, about
those sex toys, what do you have?�

Severus spluttered on his mouthful and felt the potion
working for him. He suddenly regretted ever suggesting his lessened creation
�it wasn�t that lessened. �Uh, a few
cock rings and a plug,� he muttered, face on fire once more.

�Oh, hush,� Ron waved a hand at his embarrassment. �Severus,
come on, this is me. I�m a fucking whore,� he laughed. �I�ve seen everything. Used everything.�

�Alright then,� Severus turned the tides. �What have you had
up your arse which wasn�t attached to a man�s body?�

�Dildos, plugs, beads and at one time what I think was a
courgette. Might have been a cucumber.�

�Why?!� Severus asked in horror.

�Man had a thing for using vegetables in sex,� Ron answered
as though he was commenting on something far more normal than a man using
greenhouse produce during intercourse.

Severus sat stunned and couldn�t get any words out. When he
finally did manage to speak, it was to ask, �Was it short, thick and had sort
of light green speckles on the skin?�

�Yeah!� Ron nodded.

�Then it was a courgette. Christ.� He took a large gulp of
whiskey to settle his stomach.

They carried on like that, the questions sliding deeper and
deeper into their personal wants and desires, but they carried on laughing
throughout as the whiskey continued to flow and it was joined around an hour and
a half later by the box of chocolates Ron had gifted to Severus on Boxing Day.

�The point of giving someone a gift is that they enjoy it,�
Ron rolled his eyes, fingers hovering over the box to choose one.

�Hurry up and decide, brat,� Severus yawned, covering his
mouth with the back of his hand holding the whiskey.

�I don�t know why I even bother to consider, really,� Ron
laughed, and picked up his chocolate.

�Bastard, I was going for that one.�

�Never had you down for a strawberry cream man,� Ron
instantly held it out to him.

�This box has two layers, I�ll have the other,� Severus
shook his head.

�I love these,� Ron peeled it out of the rustling paper
wrapper and raised it to his lips. �And now, Mr. Snape, you will learn the
correct way to eat a cream filled chocolate.�

Severus watched as the redhead broke his teeth into the
chocolate shell, never closing his lips fully. A glistening tongue moved the
broken half into his mouth and then expertly curled out to bat against the
leaking pink goo oozing from the broken sweet.

�Sweet Jesus you�re giving that poor chocolate the tonguing
of its life,� Severus breathed, his dick shooting to life in his pants as he
watched Ron devour it.

�Uh-huh,� Ron breathed, chewing slowly before licking his
lips and sucking his fingers clean. �You�re hard again, Severus.�

�Just as you fucking intended,� Severus growled at him,
shoving his hand down past the waistband of his trousers to re-arrange his
burgeoning erection.

�Ah, the primitive nature of man,� Ron snorted. �You know,
I�ve often thought� it must be so much easier living with a bloke than a bird.�

Severus raised an eyebrow and silently bid him to go on,
selecting his own chocolate from the box.

�Well, for example, a bloke�s going to understand the simple
comfort of sitting there with your balls in your hand,� Ron gestured to
Severus� crotch, which made him realise that he had not removed his hand, but
left his fingertips gently grazing the hot skin of his cock.

�Very true,� Severus acknowledged with his whiskey glass.

�And, what�s more, a bloke�s going to understand how, when
you�re about to come, it�s fucking hard to stop, and shouting �no, wait, I
forgot the protection spell!� isn�t going to be enough to send down the shutter
and being viciously pushed out, hurts.�

Severus laughed and threw his head back. �You�re very right
again. And who did that to you?�

�Lavender fucking Brown,� Ron growled.

�Ah, yes, I remember that, I remember you being poisoned and
ending up in the hospital wing with the girls fighting at the door.�

�Oh, don�t exaggerate. Ooh, thought of a question!� Ron lit up, realising they
had seemingly digressed from their game. �How many students were ever in love
with you at Hogwarts?�

Severus did a mental tally. Even he�d been surprised. A
cruel smirk blossomed onto his lips, the alcohol aiding him in remembering
something he had long forgotten. �Around ten in all, and you knew one of them
extremely well.�

�Oooh, who?�
Ron asked excitedly, bouncing with happiness that the whiskey afforded him.

�Well, let�s just say� no, I can�t, it�s too cruel,� Severus
finished dramatically, but took a nonchalant sip of whiskey and turned his sneer
to the fire.

�Who, someone in my dormitory? Or��

�Someone a little closer to home,� Severus hinted.

Ron frowned at that. �How close to� oh. Oh. C�mon then, which brother was it, and how did you find out?�

�It was actually rather devastating how it came out,�
Severus conceded, looking back at Ron. �Your brother accidentally inhaled the
fumes from a specific love potion which made him blab all of his fancies to the
class. He didn�t live it down for weeks.�

�Who?!� Ron demanded impatiently.
�Oh, Christ, it�s not Percy, is it?�

�Your brother was so uptight I�m not sure he even had an
arsehole to stick anything up,� Severus said bluntly and Ron nearly asphyxiated
on his laughter. �It was Charlie, if I recall correctly. It made Potions lessons
extremely difficult.�

�But he took Potions NEWT,� Ron frowned. �I remember because
he always spent a lot of time�. Oh� studying.�

Severus looked at Ron, took another mouthful, and said a
very sarcastic, �Awh.�

�Hey, you leave off, it�s hard fancying someone and never
being able to do anything about it because you�re crippled with fear,� Ron
chided.

�Oh, yes, because I know absolutely nothing about that,� Severus scathed.

�Did you never tell her you loved her?� Ron asked quietly,
his voice taking a sudden lurch towards sombre.

�I think she always knew. And in any case, it was not her I
was talking about,� Severus said before he realised that if Ron asked who, then
he would be bound to answer by the potion. And the answer to the question was
something Severus had hoped to carry to the grave with him.

�Spill it, who was your unrequited crush?� Ron steamed
straight ahead.

Severus groaned with embarrassment and chucked the rest of
his glass down his throat. �Shift,� he muttered, lifting his legs up and
dislodging Ron�s arms, which were encircled around his feet even though the
massage was long forgotten. �I�ll� show you.�

And then I�ll walk
into the kitchen, pick up a knife and slit my throat with it for the shame.

Shaking his head slightly, Severus got to his feet and
wobbled significantly.

�Oh, you�re pissed,� Ron snorted, and then let out a loud belch.

�You really are charming,� Severus stumbled over to one of
his bookshelves and tried to find what he was looking for. �In my day, when you
left Hogwarts, you got a sort of book at the end of it which was specific to
your year, had pictures and things of everybody, pieces about memorable events
and such.�

�Yeah, I�ve seen Bill�s and Charlie�s�� Ron remembered. �I
always wanted one, but then I didn�t get a seventh year at Hogwarts, did I, so
I technically didn�t finish.�

Severus finally located the old book and yanked it off the
shelf in distaste. He walked back to the sofa, his feet dragging, and chucked
it down in between them.

�Guess,� Severus waved at it, pouring himself another drink,
even though from the way the room was blurry and his limbs felt wonderfully
free, he knew he should stop.

Ron set upon the book with a huge grin on his face, flicking
to the House pictures, where there was first a house photograph with the Head
of House and then a separate picture of each student.

�I�m glad they put an end to those blasted things before you
started,� Severus grumped. �Meant I didn�t have to sit for
the pictures every year.�

�Miserable bastard,� Ron snorted and turned the page to the
Gryffindor section. �Oh!�

Severus saw his blue eyes alight with interest over the 1978
Gryffindor males and his fingers brushed gently over Remus Lupin�s
picture. The werewolf smiled up at him. Severus followed the sapphires to
Sirius� picture, which gave a saucy wink and patted down his hair.

Fucking beautiful ponce. Severus almost sighed looking at the
picture.

�God,� Ron breathed, his face
suddenly paler. �Harry really did look so much like him.�

�Mm,� Severus took a deep slurp of whiskey to avoid the
subject of James Potter. �And there�s Lily.� He pointed to the opposite page
with the girls on it.

�She was beautiful,� Ron�s smile was sad. �No wonder you
were in love with her, Severus.�

�Lily had more than just looks,� Severus sighed. �She was
just� the sort of person that when you spoke to her, you felt like the most important
person in the world. I wasn�t the only one that found her that way.�

�I always wondered whether Remus�� Ron looked back at his
picture.

�At first, I thought so too, they were good friends. I think
she might have known about his lycanthropy before his other friends did. She
was like that, she had no idea of the pre-concepts of our world, and she had no
idea why anyone should look down upon another simply because of a curse.�

�But she did believe in looking down on others because of
their choices,� Ron voiced softly. �Even when they were friends she had had for
years.�

�You disapprove of the way she treated me?� Severus asked
with interest. �You think she should have forgiven me my many sins?�

�I don�t think� well. I guess looking back at it, now, with
the loss I�ve felt� I can�t imagine cutting anybody off purely because of their
actions, of losing a friend through choice��

Severus said nothing and Ron took it as his cue to shut up
and move on.

�So, your unrequited crush,� he
spoke again.��

Severus had quite lost any sense of playfulness they had
attained, and the alcohol swirling in his gut took a new hold in his mind, a
depressive fog creeping pervading through all of his thoughts. He suddenly
remembered why he never looked at his school yearbook.

�He�s on that page,� Severus muttered, waving his hand at
the Gryffindors, before falling back into the sofa and covering his hand with
his eyes.

Ron surprised Severus then by closing the book and getting
to his feet, placing it back on the bookshelf where it had been pulled from.
Without another word he walked back to the sofa, settling himself on it
sideways, one long leg trailing off onto the floor
whilst his other foot worked behind Severus� backside.

�C�mere,� Ron reached for him, and
Severus let himself be pulled to sit back-to-chest between his legs. And then
in a wonderful show of sensuality, Ron hooked them over Severus�, keeping him
in place, and then put comforting arms tightly about his torso.

Severus relaxed into his hold and felt the gentle pressure
of a chin digging into his shoulder. He leant his head back against Ron and
closed his eyes, savouring the warmth of everything �the room, Ron�s arms, and
the whiskey in his gut. Severus felt warm lips kissing just beneath his ear.

�Why do you always know the right thing to do to set me at
ease?� Severus murmured, feeling rather sleepy.

�I was a whore,� Ron whispered back. �It was my job to make
men feel good, to make them feel at peace� I just learned. Nobody�s ever held
you this way in your life, have they?�

�No,� Severus admitted softly, feeling the room spin behind
his closed eyelids.

�Nobody�s ever held me this way, either,� Ron sighed
quietly.

�Why don�t you want to know which one it was?� Severus
asked.

�Because it�s only fun if you freely give the information,
Severus, and I could tell you were uncomfortable. It�s fine.�

�It was Black,� Severus groaned with the admission. �He was�
always� fucking gorgeous� high cheekbones, silky black hair��

�And yet he tormented you throughout your school years��

�I know,� Severus scoffed. �Pathetic, right, going back like
a kicked dog for more? He tried to kill me.�

Ron kissed him gently. �Attraction is a fucked up game,
Severus.�

�I�ll drink to that.�

�I think we�ve both had enough to drink,� Ron laughed
lightly. �Did you ever tell him?�

�Fuck no,� Severus spat, his eyes wrenching open. �He was
too busy being wrapped around his little werewolf mutt once he figured out he
was queer anyway. And like I would have had a chance in hell� I don�t think I
even really wanted it, either.�

�Sirius and Remus?� Ron asked, a
faint note of surprise in his tone.

�Are you fucking blind?� Severus asked in disbelief. �Bent as
fucking roundabouts, the both of them. They were all over one another;
even as fucking adults� how did you miss it? All over each other until the day
Black died� why I never stayed longer in Grimmauld than was necessary��

�I guess I wasn�t looking for quite how many of my best
friend�s father�s friends were sleeping together,� Ron muttered and fell quiet.

�Sorry, I didn�t mean to snap or swear so much,� Severus immediately
apologised, reaching a hand up to rub at his sore eyes. �Black has always been
able to work me into a blind rage merely by mention alone, as you well know. What�s
the time?�

�Half past nine,� Ron looked at the clock. �I�m tired, Sev.�

�Me too�bed?�

�Aren�t we supposed to stay up, toast one another, toast
the cat, toast life, let the old year out of the back door and the new one in
the front and such?�

�Don�t know about you but I have always hated New Year�s
Eve,� Severus commented. �I must confess this is the first one I have spent in
company since around 1982, when I was stupid enough to accept an invitation to
one of Albus� parties.�

�I�m normally alone,� Ron sighed in his ear. �And off my
tits... Generally this is the one night of the year I come closer to offing
myself than any other, truth be told.�

�Oh, Ron�� Severus swallowed uncomfortably. �I am glad I
made you stay, then.�

Severus thought he heard something then, but he wasn�t quite
sure. It might have been Ron whispering �so am I�.

But that�s just
wishful fucking thinking, the kid�s doomed, he�ll kill himself eventually.

The malicious thought grabbed Severus around the neck and he
couldn�t quite believe his mind was cruel enough to produce it. He knew he
should go to bed before his mouth followed suit. He had never been a
particularly pleasant drunkard.

Just like my father, I
wonder how many of these it would take before I was knocking him around just
like Dad did to Mum�

�Okay, I have to go to bed,� Severus announced, and threw
himself forward out of Ron�s arms and rolled to try and stand up.

�Are you alright, Severus?� Ron asked,
his concern smattered all over his face.

�No,� Severus shook his head. �Need bed and a sleeping
draught before I get depressed and spiteful.�

Ron�s look of worry deepened then and he forced himself onto
his feet next to Severus.

�Which one of us is swaying?� he whispered loudly.

�Erm. Dunno? Maybe neither of us is swaying, and the room is, and
sobriety is all just a big joke,� Severus looked at him and nodded.

�Oh, gods, you�re really pissed,� Ron�s mouth stayed open in
a kind of awe.

�Yeah,� Severus shrugged. �S�not the first time.�

�I kinda
guessed,� Ron reached out for him. �Come on, then, let�s get you to bed, and a
sleeping draught and some hangover cure.�

Severus stood and waited whilst
the man he had kept in his house to watch over turned the tables by helping
him, by sorting out the fire guard, turning off the electrical items and taking
their glasses, the bottle and the leftover chocolate into the kitchen out of
reach of the cat.

I�m a selfish fucking bastard, ruining his pity party with my own.
Fuck.

There was a crash from the kitchen
and it sounded like the loudest thing Severus had ever heard, and there was a
pained groan.

�Fuck, Sev, sorry, knocked into the draining board,� Ron called drunkenly. �Didn�t break anyfing though.�

�Anything, cretin,� Severus corrected his pronunciation facetiously.

�Oh, knob off,� Ron laughed,
walking back into the living room and making for the stairs. �Can you walk or
am I going to have to hoist you over my shoulder?�

�You�ll do nothing of the sort,�
Severus snorted. �I am perfectly capable of walking up the stairs.�

He smashed into the end of the sofa
and felt the pain crash through his thighs. �Fuck it.�

�I love you drunk,� Ron snorted,
reaching out for his hand and tugging him to safety with a clear path to the
stairs. �Sure you don�t want that lift?�

�I think you�re so drunk you�d
crack my head open on the stairs,� Severus rolled his eyes and nearly tripped
over the bottom step.

�Think you�re going to manage
that all on your own, personally,� Ron shrugged and jogged up the stairs faster
than Severus had expected.

�Slow down, you maniac,� he muttered,
grabbing hold of the banister and heaving himself up on it.

Severus was hard pushed to
remember the last time he had been so utterly smashed. Even when he drank alone
he could always make his way up the stairs. His head was swimming. Counting it
as a personal victory when he made it to the tiny landing which housed only two
doors, one to the bedroom and the other to the bathroom, he followed the light
and saw Ron looking confusedly into the medicine cabinet above the sink.

�What am I lookin�
for, dude?�

�Did you just call me dude?�
Severus raised an eyebrow in disbelief.

�I�m sorry, I can�t keep up my�
my� whaddya call it? Words?�

�Your
vocabulary?�

�Yeah!
That�s it. Can�t be doin� with that when I�m this
pissed. Fuck.�

Severus reached past him and pulled
out the usual potions. �Come on legless, bed.�

�Rich, comin�
from you,� Ron slurred, and Severus hid his drunken smile at the way the
redhead was dropping consonants left and right.

Somehow they made it into the
bedroom unscathed. Neatness forgotten, clothes were strewn over the floor and
Severus found himself grabbed by hot hands into a searing kiss, the alcoholic
tendrils of Ron�s breath curling over his face. He ignored it, knowing his own
could hardly have smelt any better, and he reached up to sink his hands into
the fiery hair.

Ron was groaning against his lips
whilst their tongues met in ungraceful union in Severus� mouth. Feeling
something burning in his chest not entirely related to the alcohol, Severus
tightened his fingers around the thick silk and tugged Ron�s head backwards
with his grip. He loomed over him, then, keeping them joined at the mouth but
changing the pace and domination to his own style.

He felt the redhead melt in his
arms and heard further moaning while between their naked bodies their anatomies
reacted to the kiss. Severus kept up his oral occupation until he felt Ron
shivering in his arms, and when he looked up at the man�s eyes he found them
clouded in something he couldn�t recognise.

�What?� he whispered, taking the
break in the kiss to press his lips all over the blushing face.

�I�� Ron hesitated through his
words. �What do you want tonight, Severus?�

Severus hadn�t expected that
question, from the way Ron had looked so fogged and lustful. They both swayed
and he remembered that they were both standing up, so he guided Ron�s frame
backward and laid him down on the bed, crawling up on top of him so that he
could look down into his face.

�You don�t have to ask me that
any more,� Severus said gently. �You don�t have to consider what I want first.
What do you want?�

Thank God I�m drunk for this conversation�

Ron looked up at him with wide,
suddenly frightened eyes, but then they closed and re-opened slowly. The words
were a whisper when they came, but Severus caught them anyway.

�I wanna
fuck like� like lovers fuck,� the words were wrapped up shame, it was obvious.
�I just want� I want� to feel that��

Severus spared him the
embarrassment by kissing him every bit as passionately as they had when they�d
been standing up. Ron�s eyes slid gratefully shut and Severus� followed suit
when fingers massaged into his hair and worked at his scalp.

Flexing out his body on top of
Ron�s, Severus realised how perfectly matched their forms were, in the way that
they could kiss without awkwardness, the way their nipples matched which meant
that when Severus� chest hurt from the pressure of resting on Ron�s, he
instantly knew that his pain would be mirrored and he could adjust without
prompt. Their cocks aligned almost perfectly, rubbing in all the right places
and their balls pressed together beneath them. Tracing his foot over the top of
Ron�s, Severus lost himself in the symmetry and the way that when pleasure came
for him it also manifested in the body below him.

Ron was the one that broke the
kiss, gasping slightly and sucking in air like he had hiccups.

�Ron?� Severus frowned at him.

�I�m f-fine,� he jumped. �Just� ergh, out of breath and the alcohol��

Severus reached between them to
massage at his chest tenderly. Ron closed his eyes and focussed on finding a
deep breathing rhythm.

�You look so��

�What?� Ron opened his eyes, lips
curving up into a smile.

�I�m drunk, so I can say this
without embarrassment,� Severus swallowed. �Fucking
beautiful.�

Ron�s only answer was another
kiss, and his arms wrapping tightly around the span of Severus� back, legs
coming up to wrap around his hips. They both moaned as their erections crushed snugly
together and before long they were rutting for more friction, the air rent with
their gasps as they pushed and thrust.

�Make love to me,� Ron whispered,
kissing his way up Severus� throat.

�I don�t think I�ve ever done
that before,� Severus confessed, eyes closing to the sensation of one of Ron�s
feet smoothing over his arse, parting his buttocks as the soft hot skin passed.

�Well then there�s a first time
for everything.�

Kissing again, Severus couldn�t
protest at all, nor did he find himself wanting to. The depressive mist which
had threatened to overpower him in the living room retreated as it was replaced
by longing and need, and his fingers tingled with the power that Ron was
handing over to him. Breaking out of the hold, Severus extended the redhead�s
arms up above his head, and then ran his fingers lightly down the outstretched
limbs, taking extra care to graze over the palm of his hands, the delicate skin
of his wrists, the sweaty crooks of his elbows, through his pit hair and down
over his ribs to settle on his hips.

�Oh, gods, it feels so nice when
you touch me, Severus,� Ron breathed, lifting his head to kiss him wetly.
Severus did not lean down and when Ron had to give up for the strain in his
neck, he merely smiled down at him.

When he did lower his head,
Severus bypassed the swollen lips and instead planted a trail of heated kisses
along prominent collarbones, taking care to keep his hands busy caressing where
they lay. He kissed harder and wetter at the hollow of Ron�s throat and licked
gently, before kissing all the way up his windpipe, over his chin and finally
bestowed on the lips the kiss they had been waiting for. Ron was moaning; a
low, deep noise constructed of nothing but desire.

Even though they had had sex
countless times over the past month, Severus found himself almost blown to
pieces by the feeling of being desired, the feeling that another human being wanted his kisses and affection.

Shame it took someone so utterly broken and hurt to desire you, though�

He swallowed the cynical thought
away and let his kisses trail over Ron�s face, on his cheeks, down his long
nose, over his forehead and delicately on his closed lilac eyelids.

�Mmmm,�
Ron�s lips blossomed into a smile. �You�re better at all this than you think,
Severus��

�Well, probably because over the
past month I have had a rather sensuous mentor,� Severus threw back to him, and
kissed the lips again before sliding a hand down in between them and clumsily clasping
their cocks in his hand.

�I might come just from that,�
Ron muttered, letting his head tilt back on the mattress with a growling
stretch. �My problem seems to have fucked off.�

Severus groaned for the first
time and delighted in the way the alcohol in his system heightened every
sensation through his erection. His hand felt heavenly and the heat of Ron�s cock
against his, divine.

Gathering all his courage, Severus
leaned down and whispered into Ron�s ear so that his words carried the intimacy
that he desired to convey. �How do you want me to take you?�

He heard a heavy swallow, some
ragged breaths, and then the answering whisper, �Like this, face to face, my
body around you��

Thrilled with the answer, Severus
kissed the ear he had questioned and groped for his wand, which he was sure
that he�d thrown on the bed.

�Noooo,�
Ron slurred, grabbed Severus� wrist, dragged it up to his mouth, and gave it a
wet kiss before he spoke again. �No magic, no wands,
stretch me yourself��

�Can�t I even summon the bloody
lube?� Severus asked breathlessly.

�No,� Ron chortled.

Groaning, Severus rolled off and yanked open the drawer of the bedside cabinet,
rummaging around hoping his fingers would close over the tub without him having
to raise himself off the bed to look.

�Fucking thing spends half its
life jumpin� out of this drawer when I want anythin� else but not now,� he slurred, his speech ability
taking a dive for the worse in his struggle. �Now it�s fuckin�
�aha!�

Triumphantly he grabbed it and
rolled back over, only to see that Ron had turned onto his side and propped his
head up on his hand, and had no doubt been watching Severus� unguarded naked
form whilst he searched.

�Don�t start watching me,�
Severus begged. �You know I hate that.�

�I didn�t, actually,� Ron sighed, but respectfully closed his eyes.

�On your back, legs up to your
chest,� Severus muttered, keeping his hands off Ron until he had complied.

He looked at the spread out view
and almost dribbled.

How the fuck have I ever managed to deny for so long that this is what I wanted, that this is the
sight I�d rather have in my bed as opposed to tits and�

Purposefully cutting off the
train of thought, he slicked up his fingers and gently teased along the
perineum, letting his fingers caress the soft hairs there. Ron was moaning, biting
hard on his lip.

�Severus, I can�t� don�t tease��
he breathed. �This has to be��

�I know,� Severus answered,
chastened, and pressed his finger to the hole and pushed inward.

And the poor fucking bastard has been shagged so many times that it�s
so easy to do this�

His finger slid in all the way
with barely any protestation from the muscles. Turning it so that the pad and
his wrist faced upwards, Severus pulled his arm back with determined slowness,
not to tease but to caress the inner walls of the redhead. He added a second
finger when he was in danger of popping out; again, it was taken easily with no
sign of acknowledgement other than Ron�s voice.

�So good, rub again, please��

Severus complied until he had
three fingers inside and Ron begging for more, his hips writhing trying to gain
more satisfaction.

�I�m done, Severus, I think I�m
finally going to get� ahhh shit�� he gasped as
Severus withdrew his fingers.

Smoothing his own cock with
wetness, Severus moved with haste simply trying to give Ron what he wanted, and
slid in easily without announcing his intention �he knew there was little point
or even need, considering that it wouldn�t likely hurt.

As such Ron�s foremost reaction
was to moan and tense up around Severus� shaft, and wrap his limbs around his
body again. Lying flat out on the bed Severus could barely get any leverage,
and the lack of height beneath Ron�s hips made it even harder, but it didn�t
make the heat between them any less intense, or the dampen the fire in their
eyes.

Ron reached up and pulled him
into a kiss which he sloppily dominated, sucking the taste of whiskey from
Severus� tongue, before he pulled back and caught the thin lower lip between
his teeth and razed it, but soothed the pain away with his own fuller mouth and
saliva.

Shivers broke off in all
directions through Severus� body as it happened and he gasped, the cold air
tickling the back of his throat. Ron released him and he swallowed, before
diving with the intention of repeating the action in reverse. Pleased that Ron
let him, Severus batted his tongue against the abused lip before he released
it, drinking in the way Ron�s breath had become harsh from that action alone.

He seemed to arrive at the
realisation that his hips weren�t even moving at the same time as Ron did, and
the grip about his waist tightened, urging him on. Severus shifted his body
experimentally, trying to find the best pace for their lovemaking, as Ron had
called it.

�Severus!� the moan was breathy
and mingled perfectly with his own uttered �Ron��

Found it.

Severus kissed him then, holding
him tightly in his arms, keeping the steady pace with his hips and their bodies
tight together to give Ron the stimulus trapped in between them.

�God,� Ron whispered. �Fucking�
yes� ah� gonna come� so hard for you��

Severus put his lips to his ear
and licked the shell softly. �Come for me, with my name on your lips��

Where the fuck did that come from? Ohhh�
shit.

However ridiculous Severus felt
saying those words, they had worked, and Ron�s pelvis was canting against him,
legs gripping forcefully, his lips muttering indecipherable praise. Rising up
so he look down into his face, Severus wasn�t exactly for prepared for what
unleashed in his chest as he did so, or the thoughts which assaulted his mind.

It felt like hot lava was oozing
outward from his heart, encapsulating everything else within his chest; muscles,
organs and bones alike swamped with thickness and heat. It took his breath away
to the point where he struggled to inhale oxygen at all, and he choked, moaning
with abandon.

Fucking pathetic, the first person you feel this with is nothing better
than a whore�

Disgusted with himself, Severus
turned his vitriol into a passionate kiss, thrusting his tongue into Ron�s
mouth so deep that he connected with his back teeth.

And you are nothing to take such comfort from him when you could do him
so much better.

He was moaning, still, but more
at himself.

�Severus?� Ron asked of him,
sensing that something between them had changed.

�C-come,� Severus ground out, his
eyes rammed tightly together. �Come for me, Ron.�

He wrangled
Ron�s arms so that he could lace their fingers together and then pinned the
redhead�s hands level with his head on the mattress.

Ron seemingly gave up the will to
hold off, because his body tensed, lifted off the bed slightly, and then he
released with almost a wail, which Severus drank down as he demanded another
kiss. He held the lithe body flat to the bed through it�s climax, furthering the
wail into a rough scream of pleasure that blossomed into his name at the very
end.

Unable to resist such a raw,
emotional sound, Severus jerked, broke off Ron�s lips and grunted out through
his orgasm which left him in long hard spurts, the coiled spring in his belly
releasing until he was spent and thoroughly wrung out.

He didn�t even realise that it
was Ron�s name that he was grunting, getting breathier and rasher every time he
spoke. His first clue came from the fact that Ron was staring up at him with
shocked eyes, and so differently from their time in the brothel, the redhead
let his surprise remain for Severus to see instead of blinking it away to be
replaced with another emotion. And slowly, as Severus trailed off, the surprise
turned to deepest pleasure, and Ron�s cheeks blushed hard. He then seemed to
lose his nerve and reached up to pull Severus down, so that they might not have
to look at each other during such intimacy.

Head swimming from his orgasm and
his drunken blood, Severus slumped where he lay, clinging tightly to Ron�s body
without stopping to think if he was hurting him.

�Severus, are you alright?� Ron
tried again, his voice quiet.

�Not sure,� Severus mumbled,
blinking fast against the burn in his eyes.

What am I doing? What kind of monster am I that I would lie here with
him like this when�

�Talk to me,� Ron pleaded.
�What�s wrong? Was it not what you� was it not good for you?�

It was too fucking good, too fucking good to be enjoyed between the
likes of us.

�It�s
fine,� Severus breathed.

�It�s fucking not,� Ron answered
derisively.

�I can�t�� Severus closed his
eyes and tried to will everything away, hoping the
cruel thoughts in his head would the first to go.

�Okay,� Ron murmured, and shifted
his arms so they protectively encircled Severus� shoulders, his hands pressing
softly into his skin. �Just go to sleep, Sev.�

Hangover and sleeping draughts
forgotten, Severus let out a tiny gust of air and did just that.

***

The room was light when Severus
rolled over and woke himself up. His head was miraculously clear when he considerd how he�d gone to bed. He was surprised to find
himself buried beneath the duvet, his body clean, naked and warm. Focussing his
eyes, he saw an empty potion vial on the side and realised that Ron must have
medicated him after he had fallen asleep with the hangover solution, and his
heart lurched in gratitude to the redhead.

A redhead who is not in my bed�

Severus groped his hand sideways
and found the sheets cool, so Ron had been gone from the room for a long time.
He lay very still, trying to discern any sound from the bathroom or the lower
level of the house.

Worry began to blossom in his
mind, assuming that seeing him at his worst, inebriated and faltering during
sex, had chased Ron away.

Well, that�s no surprise; you�ve been waiting for him to run�

Severus felt drained of energy
and instead of following his instincts and getting up to look for Ron, he sank
back into the mattress, savouring the feel of the cotton beneath his bare back
and the duvet pressing lightly on his belly and morning arousal.

What on earth was the matter with you, Severus? The kid asks to be made
love to, to fuck like lovers fuck, to feel like they feel� and you choose that
time to start questioning whether you should be doing it or not. For fuck�s sake. Isn�t the time for that past?

Severus realised with an
uncomfortable clenching of his gut that since he�d removed Ron from his job at
the brothel, he hadn�t actually
considered their actions together, whether it was right or healthy for him to
keep on seeing the redhead.

Of course it�s healthy. He�d be whoring himself to god-knows-who
already if it weren�t for me, he said as much.

Swallowing hard, Severus reached
up and blearily scrubbed at his eyes, groaning slightly. He wanted Ron to come
back to the bed and cuddle into his side in the infuriatingly sweet way he had
a habit of doing.

He gazed up at the bedroom
ceiling for a few minutes, and then he jumped when he heard footsteps on the
stairs, his heart leaping with joy that Ron hadn�t left after all.

Maudlin arsehole. After your actions and thoughts last night
you deserve loneliness.

�You�re awake,� Ron smiled as he
walked through the door. �About time, it�s nearly afternoon. I was coming to
wake you up with this�� He glanced down at the tray he was holding.

�Please, please tell me that mug contains extremely sweet tea?� Severus
begged, nearly drooling at the thought.

�Sure does,� Ron set the tray to
hover a few feet off the bed.

�How did you fare last night?�
Severus asked him, sitting up in the bed and reaching for the promised
beverage, noticing the toast also on the tray and helping himself to a slice,
polishing it off in three bites before he drank.

�Alright, we shared the potion between us.�

�I must apologise for my
behaviour, I don�t believe anyone has ever quite seen me so drunk.�

Ron gave him a tiny smile and
looked away, sitting down and propping his arm out behind him. �Last night, towards
the end of it� you went a bit��

�I am a horrible drunk,� Severus
said quietly. �And my intention of coming up to bed and knocking myself out was
to protect you from that. I�m sorry��

Severus nearly spilled his tea as
Ron suddenly lurched closer, positioning their faces mere centimetres apart.
Sapphire eyes hooked into his soul and assessed his face.

�If there was something wrong,
you�d tell me, wouldn�t you? If you� if it was something about me? �Us?�

Oh, Godric�s balls. He thinks there�s an
�us�.

And so do I.
Fuck.

Severus swallowed the mouthful he
had taken and lowered the mug to safety before he replied. �It was just the
drink, Ron,� he raised a hand and lightly touched his soft cheek. �I promise.�

Ron didn�t look convinced, there
was doubt in his bright eyes and Severus hated that he had been the one to
place it there.

�Before you went weird,� Ron
looked him dead in the eyes before turning slightly to the side and kissing the
hand resting on his face. �That was the best sex of my life, Severus.�

Oh, shit.

Severus couldn�t answer, though
he knew he had gone pale.

�Don�t look so scared,� Ron
implored him. �It�s a good thing, really.�

�I��

�Have I made the great Potions
Master speechless?� Ron teased gently, obviously trying to diffuse the tension
now he knew that it had made Severus uncomfortable.

�You seem to have many different
ways to do that,� Severus swallowed another mouthful.

�Talented,� Ron said quietly, the
beginnings of an impish smile on his lips.

There was no doubt as Severus looked
at Ron, observing the way a faint blush lingered on his face and the way that
his eyelashes dipped with very real shyness, that their mating the night before
had sparked something new between their souls.

And faced with such raw beauty,
Severus found himself terrified, once again the protector of somebody else�s
survival, their fate. He set down his tea on the side table and pulled Ron into
a kiss, and heard the redhead�s relieved little sigh, as though he had thought
his admission would see him thrown out of the door.

Clutching him tightly, Severus
would never divulge he was only doing so to stop his hands from shaking. Or
that he�d hidden his face from view to secrete the torment currently contorting
it. His chest was tight, and whether he would ever manage to pull away from the
embrace seemed uncertain, because at that precise moment the thought of letting
go only for the conversation to begin again petrified him far too much.

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A/N: *whistle* I thought it was time Severus had the hots for another Marauder for a change ;) And next chapter
you�ll find out if his fears at the end of this one are as ominous as you�re
wondering�
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