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Chapter List
- 5
- 6
***

Severus was
starting to lose his patience. If he had to spend one more night there he was
going to do something drastic. Considering that night was already falling, his
hands were shaking. He�d spent the dark hours of the night before listening to
a new prisoner howl in misery, their desperate sobs ripping along the
corridors. His shoulder was killing him, probably from where he�d lain in the
corner with his hands clamped over his ears, trying to block out the weeping,
doing enough crying of his own.

He�d given
up trying to stop himself crying now, it was happening more and more often
anyway. It didn�t even need to be the middle of the night for his eyes to get
wet anymore. The prison was really starting to take its toll. In fact, just
thinking about it, his eyes welled up and stung, soon his cheeks were wet. He�d
spent a good part of the day wondering how he could escape, how he�d be free of
the torment. He�d been dangerously close to twisting up his blanket, looping it
around his neck and asphyxiating himself.

He wiped
the tears away hastily as he heard someone approaching his cell, gates
unlocking and being closed behind them. The footsteps came closer and he got to
his feet, knowing they weren�t dementors.

�Severus,�
Albus said warmly, and Severus� eyes grew wary as an auror slid a key into the
gate of his cell and creaked it all the way open.
Albus entered the dingy cell and passed him a bundle, which Severus recognised
as the clothes he�d worn into the prison.

�Tell me
this isn�t a joke,� he closed his eyes and clutched the bundle to him.

�Not a joke. Time for me to take you home.�

Severus
didn�t even bother feeling ashamed as his tears escaped again.

***

Recovering
from yet another hangover, Ron took the day easy. He made breakfast for the
boys and packed them off home, then cleared up the mess. Then he�d had a bath.
Then he�d taken George for a walk down to the river in the sunshine. He�d had
lunch, brewed some more with Eileen and sorted through the post. He hadn�t
opened any of Severus� letters, just left them in an ever growing pile on the
hallway table. Then he�d bottled some of the potions and carefully labelled
them. He�d heard nothing from Albus all day, so assumed he wouldn�t be seeing
Severus. He was eternally grateful to Harry for turning up with the others in
tow the night before; he knew that had they not it would have been a gut
wrenching night.

So by the
time the evening rolled around, he was feeling somewhat relaxed and calm,
though still so very gloomy. He was smoking the last cigarette he had in the
house with his fingers curled around a cup of coffee, doing the crossword in
the Prophet. With a wry grin he realised he really had turned into Severus now.
George was curled up in front of the fire, snoring lightly, tired from playing
in the river. A movement out of the corner of Ron�s eye made him look up, and
his blood ran cold. Crawling into the corner to his right was a spider the size
of a fist. His heartbeat accelerated and he froze. Severus wasn�t there to save
him. In a panic he realised that Severus must have been continually refreshing
the spider repellent charms, and since he was absent, the charms had
disappeared and the eight-legged intruder was determined to make a home for
itself.

�Fuck,� Ron got to his feet carefully, scared to make a noise in case it moved,
or worse, fell onto the floor. �Fuck fuck fuckitty fuck.�

He got as
near as he could without screaming and raised his wand. �Wingardium
Leviosa.�

The spider
jerked off the wall and followed the path his wand made for it, legs wiggling
madly. It made Ron�s stomach turn. He directed it away whilst he opened the
window, then directed it out, dropped the spell and slammed the window shut
quickly. Then he physically shook himself all over to try and get rid of the
creeping feeling on his skin. His eyes darted up to the opposite corner. He
could make out something light but wasn�t sure what it was. To get a better
look he carefully stood on the armchair, straining his eyes to see if the shape
was a spider, no matter how small it might be �he wanted it gone. He heard
George bark behind him and ignored him, assuming the dog was telling him he was
precariously balanced on the arm of the sofa. All of a sudden, the spindly
spider in the corner of the room fell and he screamed and lurched backwards,
stomach flipping �half over falling and half not knowing
if the spider was on him.

He fell
backwards into strong arms with his eyes squeezed tightly shut and his hands in
fists, body clenched rigid like he�d had a body bind put on him.

�I suppose
that rather puts a whole new spin on catching the falling maiden,� came a voice he hadn�t heard for nearly two weeks.

His eyes
flew open and he saw Severus, his Severus, looking down at him with a smile
curling his pale lips, lank, greasy hair falling into his eyes. Ron shouted
again but his time his voice broke halfway through as he twisted his body to
stand on the floor and threw his arms around Severus.

The world
might literally have stopped. If there were noises in the room, Ron didn�t hear
them. He pressed his face into Severus� neck and squeezed for all his worth,
not believing that he was actually there, his mind telling him that he had to
be asleep and dreaming.

�Oh
Merlin,� he heard Severus mutter, and felt his own body be encased by a grip
just as tight as the one he was pressuring.

Ron pulled
back abruptly to drink the sight of him in. He was so pale, much thinner, he
looked slightly haunted. And, of course, his face was awash with relieved
tears.

�Back for good?� Ron asked tentatively, putting a hand on his chest.

Severus
nodded and swallowed, unable to get proper words out.

�Cleared of
all charges,� Albus spoke for the first time, near the fireplace.

Ron turned
his head to look at him. �I�d like to be alone with my husband now, thank you.�

Albus left
without another word and Ron sealed the Floo behind him.

�Come on,� he pulled Severus by the hand into the bathroom, where he lit the
candles and guided Severus to sit on the toilet lid.

He turned
on the taps and slugged in half a bottle of coconut bath oil. Whilst it filled
with abrupt speed due to a wordless charm, he guided Severus up with gentle
hands and unbuttoned his shirt. He slid it off his shoulders and noticed he
could see his ribs much more prominently than the last time he�d seen him
naked. He let the shirt fall to the floor and unbuttoned the creased up
trousers, letting them fall. He crouched and unzipped Severus� boots before
easing his feet out of them and stepping him out of his trousers.

Severus let
all this occur without protest, feeling drained apart from the fire burning
away in his chest at finally, finally being home with Ron.

�Here,� Ron
grabbed a comb off the cistern, �Let me brush that before it gets wet.�

Severus sank wordlessly naked onto the toilet again and let Ron comb the
tangles out of his hair for him, feeling the hair become fluffy as Ron siphoned
the grease out of it and washed it with his wand. And then he was on his feet
again, stepping into the warm bath, Ron was helping him sit down. And then he was
leaning him back to carefully dip his hair in the water, Ron�s hand shielding
his eyes from the water. And then he was upright again and Ron was washing
water over his shoulders, his back, massaging with his hands. A small groan
came up out of his lips.

Ron�s hands
left him and he was vaguely aware of him stripping, closing the bathroom door
after calling George in. Then, blissfully, he was in the bath, wrapping his
long limbs around Severus from behind, kissing his neck, massaging his chest
and his stomach, cradling him with such warmth in the bath.

�Oh god,�
Severus sobbed, his face falling forward, contorted with tears splashing
everywhere.

�Shhh,� Ron murmured into his ear. �You�re home now and I�m
not going to let anybody take you away from me again.�

He pulled
Severus� hand up and slipped his wedding ring into its rightful place. Severus
finally let his anguish out of him in a noisy howling session,
eyes on the water, making it shake as his body wracked with sobs. He didn�t
know at which point he ceased to be the only person crying. Ron was behind him,
weeping softly into his neck, murmuring his love over and over and over until
it was all Severus could hear.

They were
both jerked out of the pattern by a soft howling from beside the bath, and they
both looked sideways to see George with his paws on the rim of the tub, head
back slightly, howling. Severus leant over and kissed him square on his wet
nose, and George reciprocated by licking off the salty wetness on his face.

�His
tongue�s not got any softer then,� Severus finally felt able to speak. George
yelped happily in his face and Severus smiled.

�Still the
same old George,� Ron sniffed, taking his hand off Severus to wipe his face
clean.

�I�ve
missed you so much,� Severus cooed to George, who yelped again, ears back, tail
wagging ferociously. �Yes I did, I missed you so much and I just want to give
you a great big cuddle.�

Before
either man could stop him, George leapt off his hind legs straight into the
water, creating a massive splash as he landed in Severus� lap. Ron laughed
behind Severus and dropped his forehead onto his scarred shoulder. �You kind of
asked for that.�

�I suppose
I did,� Severus wrapped his arms around the wet puppy and kissed its head. �You
daft bloody sod.�

George
growled playfully and splashed his paw against the water.

�New trick
he learnt in the river today,� Ron explained. �He was chasing fish.�

Severus
lifted the dog out of the bath and dried him with his recently returned wand.
�Stay down,� he raised an eyebrow and smiled. �Good boy.�

Contentedly,
George curled up on Severus� clothes, still lying on the floor where Ron had
left them.

�I think
you can safely say he missed you,� Ron laughed and kissed just behind Severus�
ear.

�And did
you miss me?� Severus asked in a low voice, wrapping Ron�s arms back around
him.

�More than
you can imagine. So. How hideous was it on scale of
one to ten?�

�Fifteen,�
Severus closed his eyes and revelled in the touch. �I need to apologise to you�
for turning down the opportunity for you to visit. I only did it because you
should never have to see the inside of that place, Ron, ever.�

�I was
angry,� Ron admitted. �And I was upset. But your mum surmised that that was
probably your reason.�

�My
mother�� Severus said, leaving the sentence hanging in the air.

�Yes. Your
mum�s been making herself most helpful round here.�

�How do you
mean?�

�Well.
We�ve been brewing a massive stock of anti-depressant and sleeping potions
together, ready for your return. I didn�t want to be unprepared.�

Severus swallowed
the instant lump in his throat. �So she really wasn�t a figment of my
imagination?�

�No,� Ron
said quietly. �She�ll be upstairs in her room.�

�I can�t
believe she didn�t show herself once in twenty years.�

�You should
talk to her,� Ron smiled. �It�ll do you both good.�

Severus
didn�t reply.

�You must
be starving?� Ron asked. �You�re so thin. Did they not feed you at all?�

�Once a
day, cold porridge type slush. Fucking horrible.�

�Well then
let�s get you out of this bath, into your pyjamas and get some bloody nosh in
you.�

And so,
half an hour later, Severus was sat wrapped up in his favourite of Ron�s
pyjamas, his Weasley Christmas Jumper with his hands round a cup of tea whilst
Ron made him dinner. He was rubbing George�s side absentmindedly with his foot.
An owl had already arrived from Ron�s family welcoming him home and saying that
they�d see him the next day.

�This place
is spotless,� he commented, as Ron shook the pan he was cooking in over the
heat.

�Yeah� I
got a bit anal about the cleaning,� Ron grinned, stirring the sauce. �Couldn�t
let your standards slip, could I?�

He walked
back to the chopping board and began cutting up a lettuce with nimble hands.

�Though
have to say the boys did their best last night to mess it up for me.�

�Boys?�
Severus frowned in question.

�Oh� well. I don�t know if Albus told you, but you were originally scheduled
for release last night? But he got held up when his press conference about his
forced resignation turned nasty and he didn�t make it in time before they shut
the prison. But obviously I was still waiting for you at nine last night. And
when he told me I was pretty distraught. Harry turned up with the twins, Dean,
Seamus and Neville and they looked after me through the night.�

�No I
didn�t know that,� Severus tutted. �Bloody
Albus, getting your hopes up like that.�

�I�m just
glad he didn�t send word to you� waiting for you was one thing, but I�d imagine
being told you�re getting out and then not getting out would have been
hideous.�

�Last night
was really awful,� Severus took a mouthful of tea. �A new bloke had been bought
in and he cried all night long. It made me want to die.�

Ron dropped
the knife and turned to look at him.

�I couldn�t
help it. I was even plotting how thin I�d have to knot the blanket, Ron. I just
couldn�t stop the despair getting to me. He was so, so miserable.�

�Thank god
you got out of there today, then,� Ron�s eyes burned with tears and he turned
back to the sauce on the stove.

Severus
said nothing and looked into the depths of his mug.

Ron hummed
and stirred the sauce again. �Nearly ready,� he said, and reached up to pull
two plates, and two bowls out of the cupboard. �It�s nice to cook for you
again.�

�Not nearly as nice as it�ll be to eat it, I can assure you,� Severus smiled at
his back, eyes catching the wine rack. �Oh! What the bloody hell did I hear
about you drinking the last of my Merlot, Weasley?�

�I don�t
know what you�re talking about,� Ron said airily, draining the pasta in the
sink and dishing it between the two plates. �I know nothing about any Merlot.
In fact, what�s Merlot?�

Severus was
laughing then, the feeling made his stomach swoop and his chest heated up just
a fraction. �Well as long as you enjoyed it.�

�Well,
seeing the ghost of your dead mother and actually thinking it was you made me drop the open bottle on the
floor. Lucky it landed the right way up.�

�You
thought I had done myself in and come back here as a ghost?� Severus asked
weakly.

�I don�t
know what I thought,� Ron set the empty pan down and turned around with two
steaming plates of food. �I was a mess.�

Severus
grabbed his fork and shovelled the food in faster than normal. Ron sat down
with two bowls of salad with a bemused grin and began to eat his own food
slowly, stopping to glance over Severus every now and then, as if he expected
him to disappear.

�This doesn�t feel real,� he said quietly, pausing to take a mouthful of water.

�I keep
thinking I�m going to wake up back in that hell hole,� Severus shook his head,
chewing.

�You dreamt
about me?� Ron smiled.

�Yes, and
it kept getting me in trouble. Who know� dementors can sense sexual tension.�

Ron raised
his eyebrows and ate a mouthful.

�Speaking
of sexual tension,� Severus paused, �How are you holding up? You must be going
mad.�

Ron
shrugged. �I�ve noticed things getting a bit difficult, yeah��

Severus
swallowed the last mouthful and put his fork down. �That was lovely, thank you.
I am never going to take one of your meals for granted again. I will eat every
single fucking mouthful.�

�I�ll
believe that when I see it,� Ron winked, and carried on picking his way through
his own food.

�What the
hell� why are your fingers stained a worrying shade of blue?� Severus snatched
up his unoccupied hand and examined it in the light.

�Busted!�
A shout came down the stairs and Severus balked at his mother�s voice, and Ron
blushed.

�Ron?� He frowned.

�I found a
packet of cigarettes taped under your bed,� Ron winced.

�WHAT THE
HELL?�

�And
because I was stressed they seemed like a good idea.�

�OH MY GOD!�

�And I�ve
worked really hard to get rid of the smell.�

�BUT FORGOT
YOUR BLOODY FINGERS?�

�And if you
could shut up about it right now I�d be really grateful.�

�CIGARETTES?! YOUR MOTHER WOULD KILL ME IF SHE KNEW!�

�I told you
he�d react like this,� Eileen floated into the kitchen with an amused smile.
�But remember what I said. Hold your own; don�t let him walk all over you.�

Angry,
Severus went to retort that she should mind her own business but he was too
shocked by the sight of her.

�Severus,�
Ron began, with all the seriousness he could force into his tone. �Yes. I may
have smoked a few packets of magical cigarettes whilst you were in prison.
They�ve kept me calm.�

�Because they�ll bloody addle your brains if you have too many of them!� Severus shot at him.

�I�m as dim-witted as I ever was,� Ron quirked an eyebrow at him. �I will stop
now you�re back home.�

�I can�t
believe you smoked,� Severus threw himself sulkily into his chair again.

�Why?� Ron
shrugged.

�Because
you�re my Ron and you don�t� oh, I don�t know. It�s just weird.�

�Seamus
said it made me look sexy.�

�I�ll bet
it did,� Severus scowled. Gutted I missed
it, to be perfectly honest.

The snide
remark in his head made him jump. He�d been without that sort of comment in
Azkaban in the last few days and he was thrilled to have his inner voice back
again.

�That�s it?
That�s all you�re going to give him?� His mother sounded surprised.

�He�s an adult,� Severus grumbled. �Who am I to stop him if he wants to smoke?�

Ron turned
round and threw a smug, contemptuous smile at Eileen and grabbed Severus� hand
over the table. �Thank you. But now the rebellion�s gone out of it I�ll
probably stop, you know me.�

Severus
laughed again.

�Well fine.
I was hoping for better entertainment than that,� Eileen grumped. �I�ll be in my
room.�

�Mum��
Severus spoke the words out loud and felt totally and utterly bizarre doing so.
�Mum, do you think you could�leave for a bit?�

�Why?� She
had a smile tugging about her lips, knowing perfectly well why.

�Because I�m still not sure you�re not a figment of my imagination, but if you
aren�t, I really don�t want you to hear what�s about to happen in my bedroom.�

�It�s not
like she hasn�t heard it before,� Ron snorted, throwing down his fork on the
empty plate. �She�s been here for twenty years, which means she�s heard you
with Remus too.�

Severus
flushed red and Ron laughed, sending burning warmth throughout his body.

�Ah yes,
the werewolf,� Eileen appeared to be remembering. �Nice body despite the scars,
rather loud.�

�MUM!�
Severus hissed and surpassed red to beetroot.

�Alright, I�m going. I�ll be back tomorrow. You and I� we need to talk,
Severus?� She said softly, before disappearing.

�Does Remus
have a nice body?� Ron looked at him interestedly.

Severus
rubbed his eyes and groaned. �Yes, not a bad body.
I�ve got some pictures somewhere�� He winked at Ron and pulled him out of his
chair and into the hallway. �Not as nice as yours, though, I don�t think.�

�Whose dick
is bigger?� Ron challenged with a grin, letting himself be pulled up the stairs,
feeling deliriously happy.

�His was
longer, yours is wider,� Severus smirked, yanking him into their bedroom and
sending him careering onto the bed with unashamed want.

Ron let
himself fall and grabbed Severus as he fell on top of him. �Missed you so fucking
much,� Ron kissed him deeply, tongue pushing so far back Severus almost choked.

He rutted
his hips against Ron�s and groaned with need. His hands clutched at Ron�s
clothes and soon they were both on their knees, extracting the other out of
their clothes until they were left facing one another naked, each drinking in
the sight of the other with greedy eyes.

Severus
broke first and moved closer, pushing their erections together. Ron gasped and
looked down at the sight of them bumping together, red curls meeting black,
creamy skin meeting sallow. Severus reached down and wrapped his hand around
both of their cocks and began to slowly stroke, placing his other hand on Ron�s
hip, whilst kissing him softly. A groan came up out of Ron�s throat and he pushed
against Severus.

�I haven�t felt anything on my dick for over a week, not even a touch. It�s
been so fucking hard.�

�I�m
sorry,� Severus kissed down his neck, gripping tighter. �I�m sorry for leaving
you without, Ron.�

Ron tilted
his head back and panted at the ceiling. He could already feel the tingling
sensation gathering where Severus was stroking them both,
he wasn�t going to last five seconds. �Oh god I�m going to come so quick,� he
muttered to the ceiling.

�I don�t care,� Severus panted. �It�s not like it�ll be the only time you come
tonight anyway. If you want to do it, just do it.�

Ron didn�t
need telling twice. �Let me... can I��

�Can you
what?� Severus kissed him tenderly, wondering what request was going to come
out of his lover�s mouth next.

�Can I come
on your face?� Ron breathed, eyes rolling back in his head as he neared his
orgasm.

Oh fuck me you�ve got dirtier since
I left. �Of
course,� he panted, and he dropped their dicks, and fell backwards immediately
and guided Ron up over his body so that his erection was pointing in his face.
Severus gave it a few licks with his tongue and Ron growled out to the room.
�Missed you so� fucking� ah� oh, shit��

Severus
licked the length of the shaft in his face and closed his eyes as Ron clenched
above him, pointing his dick downwards. Ever since his accident very little had
come out of him during ejaculation, but as Ron came with a deep grunt, Severus
found his face flooded with warm liquid. Shocked, he opened his mouth and
caught the end of it. He swallowed instantly and groaned in pleasure.

�That was
more than usual,� Ron gasped as he got off him, and wiped Severus� face clean
with his fingers.

�I swallowed you,� Severus breathed, rolling onto his side and scooping Ron up
in his arms. �I fucking swallowed it.�

Ron grinned
up at him through the fog of his orgasm and kissed him sloppily to taste
himself. �Mmm,� he mumbled. �Not bad.�

Severus
smiled and pressed his erection into Ron�s hip. �Permission
to fuck you sideways into next week?�

�Granted,�
Ron breathed, and let himself be hoisted upright and
then flat onto his back. Severus hissed incantations from the end of his wand
and Ron gasped as he felt a very gentle sucking on his dick, which responded
almost immediately.

�It�s emanating me,� Severus explained, �And my way of doing it. It won�t hurt
you, I promise� not like then you� you know,� he flushed. He lubricated his
cock and two fingers, and pushed them into Ron who cried out at the intrusion.

�Fucking
hell,� he whispered. �This feels absolutely incredible.�

Severus
smiled ruefully and pulled his fingers out, and before Ron knew what had
happened, he had swung his legs up over his shoulders and pushed into him.

�Ohhhhhhhhh fuck,� Severus gasped, hands grabbing Ron�s
ankles as he rose up onto his knees, thrusting as hard as he could. Ron�s knees
bent and the soles of his feet connected with Severus� shoulders, making him
shiver.

He turned
his head sideways to kiss the arch of Ron�s left foot with extra tongue, making
the redhead groan and thrust up to meet him. �I don�t pay your feet nearly
enough attention,� Severus said to him. �After they were so very good to me in
the Ministry Holding Cells��

He prised
one foot off and lifted it to his mouth, Ron�s knee bending to his will without
resistance. He kissed over the soft skin of the arch and licked up, over the
ball of Ron�s foot to the tender skin underneath his toes.

Ron�s leg
twitched and he muttered, �If you do what I think you�re about to do I�m going
to come again.�

Smirking,
Severus kissed each toe separately before sucking the longest one wetly.

�Ugggh,� Ron�s hips were permanently off the bed now and his
face was red, sweaty and begging for it.

Severus set
the foot back down and bent Ron�s knees enough to lower himself and hook them
over his shoulders. With all the power he could drag out of his thighs he
pushed deeper into Ron and latched his mouth over a nipple.

�What are
you trying to do to me?� Ron whimpered, head thrashing on the bed.

�I�m trying�� Severus broke off as he teetered dangerously close to the edge of
orgasm. �I�m trying to� make up� for� being� gone�� He was thrusting even
harder now and Ron was almost crying beneath him, begging for it.

�Fuck me harder, please, fuck me harder, like that, harder, yes yes yes yes
yes FUCK!� Severus was satisfied as he felt Ron come
again, this time with hardly any expulsion, and finally let himself
come in a shuddering gasp.

�Ooohhhhfuckinggod,� he spat, pump after pump of come
spurting out of him, his balls tightening harder than they had in a long time.

He grabbed
his wand and took the spell off Ron before letting himself fall onto the
younger body beneath him. Ron wrapped his arms round him in a fierce hug and
kissed him with all his might. Severus had to break off and pant,
he was so out of breath. �That was� that was�� His eyes fluttered shut and he
concentrated on breathing.

�That was one hell of a fuck,� Ron muttered sexily, running his hand up to sink
into Severus� hair.

They were
kissing again, body to body.

�My my, Mr Weasley, it would appear there�s absolutely no
satisfying you tonight,� Severus teased, feeling Ron respond again on his hip.

�I know,
three times in one night,,, it might be a record. Unless you�re too spent to go for it, old man.�

Severus
growled at the provocation and reached down to stroke himself. �You�ve got no
idea how good it feels to be able to touch myself and enjoy it,� he breathed.
�I was so scared to do it in case it bought them breathing down on my neck.�

�Heh,� Ron laughed, and sat up, reaching for his wand.
�Fine, Severus, you like touching yourself so much,� he waved his wand, �You
sit there and perform for me.�

Severus
found himself against the headboard, one hand tied to it, the other still on
his crotch. His legs were spread. Ron used his wand to give both of them a
courtesy clean, to wipe the slate. Then he sat cross-legged in front of Severus
and looked at him expectantly.

�Perform, then,� he raised his eyebrows.

�You shit,�
Severus breathed, feeling far too exposed.

Ron smiled
sweetly and picked up one of Severus� feet, running his tongue between his
teeth. �Don�t you dare,� Severus� eyes went wide, and Ron massaged his thumbs
into the pads over the ball of his foot. �I hate my feet being touched Ron, you
know that.�

�And so do
I, but you did it anyway,� Ron ducked his head and kissed the pad he�d just
been rubbing. �Now touch yourself, or I�ll have to make you.�

He rubbed
harder into the foot in concentric circles and Severus groaned and moved slowly
up and down with has hand.

�You know
what would make this even better?� Ron continued rubbing, pretending to look
deep in thought. �If I had a camera to take pictures of you
touching yourself.�

�Did you
watch some filthy pornos or something whilst I was
gone?� Severus asked desperately, face getting redder
as his erection grew in his hand. �Where the hell are you getting this stuff
from?�

�No
matter,� Ron grinned, before licking the underside of Severus� toes, which
curled instantly in protest.

�Please
stop,� Severus begged, �Ah��

�You like
it,� Ron dismissed him.

�I really
don�t,� Severus tilted his head back and pumped faster with his hand.

�Liar,� Ron
breathed. �And you know what happens to liars��

�I imagine
they get subjected to whatever torture you�ve dreamt up for them in your dirty
little mind.�

�Spot on,
gold star for you,� Ron dropped the foot he was holding and picked up his wand.

He
manipulated Severus� body so it emanated the same position he�d taken him in on
Christmas day, raised up on his knees, but with a hand tied to the
corresponding ankle, and blindfolded again, and this time gagged too.

�So�� Ron
breathed in his ear. �Liar,� he smirked, running a hand over Severus� exposed
buttocks.

Severus
spoke against the gag; it sounded something like �I wasn�t lying!�

�I know you
were lying,� Ron scoffed. �Your dick got bigger as I did it. That�s called your
body betraying you at the wrong moment.� He sunk his fingernails into the
padded flesh.

Severus
groaned and hung his head. Ron laughed and murmured something he knew Severus
wouldn�t be able to hear.

The items
he had called came wordlessly up the stairs and landed gently on the bed. He
shifted round so he was facing Severus and picked up the first one. �An L for
an L,� he said softly. �I think liars should be licked profusely� what do you think?�

He popped
open the cap of the honey bottle and drizzled a long
trail over the erection in front of him. Severus cried out and thrashed against
his binding. �Don�t worry� I�ll get it all off,� Ron assured him, and ducked
down and set about doing so. He moved his tongue up and down, laved it over the
head, making sure to push into the slit to extract the usual hiss from Severus�
lips. He washed the tip in his mouth with his own spit and then pulled back.
�Actually, I�d quite like to hear what you have to say about it.� He vanished the gag and Severus instantly launched into a
tirade.

�You
fucking bastard,� he spat, �Do you have any idea how much honey hurts when it�s
dry? Make sure you�ve got it all off.�

Ron laughed
and washed the tip again, making him thrust into his mouth. �Satisfied?�

�Hmph,� was all Severus could say.

Ron pulled
the next item to him and shook the can. He sprayed a straight line of whipped
cream up the erection and Severus shrieked at the cold sensation. Ron laughed.
�Oh fuck, you�re too hot for it, it�s fucking melting!�

He ducked
his head and caught the cream before it slipped off, dragging it backwards into
his mouth. So instead, he knelt up, picked the can up and sprayed a line all
the way down from Severus� throat to just above his groin. He got close, but
not close enough to squash the trail, extended his
tongue and lapped at the hollow of Severus� throat, curling the cream off all
the way down his torso.

Severus
gasped. �What else are you going to turn me into a buffet table for?�

Ron picked
up a strawberry and popped it into the thin lips, finally red again. �Don�t eat
it,� he instructed, before finally closing the space between their bodies and
taking half in his mouth, kissing Severus around it, before biting it and
swallowing. �You can eat your half now,� he whispered, pushing it further back
into Severus� mouth with his index finger.

Severus did
so, slowly, and Ron watched as his throat worked as he swallowed.

�I think
you�ve been taught a suitable enough lesson,� Ron kissed him.

�Thank
you,� Severus smiled, and found himself free of
binding, and reached up to push his blindfold off. �You�re awfully good at
that, you know,� he said in a throaty voice, looping his arms around Ron�s
waist and pushing their erections together again.

Ron didn�t
reply, but rested his head down on Severus� shoulder.

�Tired?�
Severus murmured, stroking his hair.

Ron moaned
his assent but thrust his hips forward, making a point. Severus guided them to
fall sideways, and then shifted so he was facing the opposite way to Ron, his
face level with his crotch. He took his erection in his mouth and made quick
work of sucking the tip, slipping his tongue into the slit and licking lazily.
He groaned as he felt Ron take up the same act on him. It had been a long time
since he�d sixty-nined. The last person you did this with was Remus. He sucked Ron harder
at that thought, trying to keep the memory from entering his mind of a
desperate night, desperate sex and a final desperate blow job before leaving
for, what turned out to be, the last time.

Ron bucked
into his mouth and came quickly and shortly, finally spent from his night�s
activities. But Severus took more coaxing. Ron licked the tip gently before
increasing the pressure and dragging his tongue into the slit with agonizing
slowness. Severus had no trouble batting away the old memories by that point,
because Ron was far more talented at bringing him off than Remus ever had been.
He thought back to Ron kissing his feet and that was enough to push him off the
edge, and he came into the hot waiting mouth slowly and deeply, moaning Ron�s
name as he did so.

He throbbed
for a lot longer than usual as Ron pulled backwards off him, cleaning them both
up, sending the food onto the floor. He pulled Severus sideways and got him
into the bed to lie down.

�I just
need to go and let George out,� he whispered. �Promise me you�ll be awake when
I come back? There�s something I have to tell you?�

Severus
nodded sleepily and tried to keep his eyes open. He heard the sounds of Ron
downstairs talking to George, opening the back door, letting him out, calling
him back in� his eyes closed and he jerked away. He was going to have to sit
up, so he did and blinked at the room with a yawn. Finally he heard Ron�s feet
on the steps, him calling goodnight to George, turning the lights off as he
came. He re-appeared in the bedroom door holding a glassful of water, and a
measuring cup with sunshine yellow liquid in it.

He handed
that one over. �Anti-depression potion,� he instructed, and Severus knocked it
back without even so much as breathing.

Ron got
into the bed and kissed him gently.

�What did
you want to tell me?� Severus asked, reaching for the glass, but Ron moved it
out of his reach.

�When you
were away� I took the liberty of doing something. I hope you don�t mind.�

�What did
you do?� Severus frowned.

�My payoff
from the Ministry and insurance from my training programme came through whilst
you were gone,� Ron informed him. �I took the money, and some of yours� and I
bought a cottage.�

�You did
what?� Severus thought it must be the sleep sending him loopy. Ron was eighteen, he didn�t know how to buy a house.

�I did my
homework,� Ron assured him with a smile. �It was all sitting there from when
you were looking, and I read it, understood it. We had more than enough money.
I paid for most of it, I�ll admit I�m really, really
proud of that� I bought a house. It�s great. Anyway. Happy fortieth birthday.�

�You bought
me a house for my fortieth?� Severus raised his eyebrows in shock. �An actual brick and mortar house?�

Ron nodded
and handed him the sleeping potion.

�Where?�
Severus breathed. �How?�

�In a
village down on the south coast, near the sea, closer than we are here,� Ron
smiled softly, and bit his lip. �We can either move there permanently, or we
can just use it as a holiday residence. And, on the matter of �how�, people
will bend over backwards to help you when you have a combined wealth of what we
did at the time that I bought it.�

Severus was
speechless.

�Say
something,� Ron begged. �I haven�t done the wrong thing, have I?�

Severus
shook his head and beamed at him. �No. You did what I couldn�t make myself do.
And now we can have that fresh start together you wanted. You,
me and George.�

Ron leant
over and kissed him.

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