How Severus Spends His Summer Hols | By : Nigelsfairymidwife Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Harry/Snape Views: 169025 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 5 |
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The crowd down at Cutty’s was much as Severus had remembered it. It was a small hometown bar and grill, on the weekends a band played and there was dancing. With it being a Friday night, the dance floor and tables were all full, he was happy to see that Damon’s bar was doing so well. He had worked here many nights for Damon either behind the bar or at the door as a bouncer with Max, and somehow he was sure he’d be doing it again.
Harry looked around at all the people and smiled as they waved and smiled at his husband and his new family. It seems news had traveled fast in the small town and people knew Severus had gotten married while out in Sturgis. The younger man stayed close to his husband, at times, he had the waist band of Severus’ jeans wrapped in his hand. Grant and Damon stayed behind them, with Grant keeping a reassuring hand on Harry’s shoulder as they found an empty table and one of the waitresses brought them menus.
The music was quieter in this part of the bar, but Harry could hear it clearly, not exactly what he had expected. To be honest though, he wasn’t sure what he had expected when Severus had said Damon owned a bar. There was a driving techno beat coming from somewhere beyond the kitchen and a younger crowd drifting in and out through the swinging doors. After they had ordered, Grant and Damon excused themselves to go take a quick check on things, leaving the two men alone to talk.
“Severus, what kind of bar is this?” Harry asked as he looked around and saw everything from families having a late meal to goth couples sharing a plate of chips before going back to dance. Severus laughed as he watched Harry’s astonishment. Cutty’s was not exactly your average backwood’s redneck bar.
“For the most part it’s a family bar Harry, but one night a month Damon will do a techno night for the kids around here. It’s the closest to the big city most of them will ever get and it’s a safe alternative to them. There’s no alcohol being served tonight. Just loud music,” he explained as their appetizers arrived and he served Harry a portion of the chicken wings and watched as the young man started to eat them. The younger man was moving to the music without being aware of it and the sight was affecting Severus greatly.
“I like the music,” Harry said as he swallowed and noticed his husband’s eyes on him.
“I like you liking it too,” Severus said blinking slowly as he licked his lips. “Would you like to come back next month and dance?”
“You don’t dance Husband,” Harry said as he plucked another wing from the plate and began to dissect it.
“No, not to this,” Severus said as he waved his hand in the air. “But I enjoy watching you.”
Harry’s breath caught in his throat as a slow flush crept up his face. Suddenly he knew he was the prey, his Husband the hunter and that he was going to be devoured before the sun rose in the morning sky. The thought made him wet with anticipation. He raised his eyes to slowly meet those of his husband’s and he smiled shyly, he could tell his husband knew he would be spread beneath him soon enough.
The Wolffes rejoined them a moment later and Damon smirked as he caught the sexual tension in the air. The two younger men were lost in each other’s eyes to pay them any attention as they began to talk of the upcoming holiday weekend bash being held there at the bar. Severus finally took notice when Grant reached out and rapped him on the top of his head.
“Yes?” he asked with a fleeting bewildered look on his face as he looked to his foster fathers. Harry grinned and pushed his plate away as the waitress brought the main meals out. He had a hard time believing how hungry he was nowadays.
“We were wondering if you would mind helping out here at the bar this year since you’ll be here for Labor Day weekend, hon.” Grant said as he sliced into his meat and began eating.
“I don’t mind. I don’t think we have any plans,” he replied as he glanced down at Harry, who shrugged with a mouth full of steak. The men watched the young pregnant wizard plow through his food in amusement, it seemed that all he did lately was eat.
“You know Harry, as much as you are eating, you are probably carrying twins,” Damon joked as Harry stopped chewing and looked at him in wide eyed shock.
“You are kidding, right?” he whispered as he swallowed and wiped his mouth. Severus looked a bit green as well at the thought of having twins when Grant started laughing.
“Max would have caught it when he did the scan back in South Dakota Harry, don’t worry. You just have the one. Don’t pay any mind to Damon, he’s just joshin’ you,” the old man chuckled as he patted Harry’s hand and smiled at Severus. “You can have twins for me next time.”
“I think I’ll just have them one at a time if that is alright with everyone involved,” Harry said softly and looked up at his husband who only smiled down to him. One at a time was fine with him as well.
“Sev, how many kids do you and Bit plan to have anyhow?” Damon asked as he neatly sliced off a quarter of his steak and laid it over on to Harry’s plate. “Eat that Harry.”
Severus sat back in his chair and draped one arm over the back of his husband’s chair as he watched him cut into the meat Damon had just given him. He had never known him to eat so much food at one sitting, he could not even begin to imagine what the upcoming months were going to be like for his husband.
“Damon, I’d like to have as many children as we are blessed with, but it is Harry carrying them. When he says he has had enough, then it’s time for me to have Max make sure I can’t father any more children. The last thing I am going to do is force Harry into having more children than he wants,” he answered as Harry laid one hand on his thigh and gave him a comforting squeeze. He looked down at his husband as he finally pushed his plate away and sat sipping his milk contentedly.
“What do you think Harry? How many babies are we going to have running through the house?” Severus asked, leaning in and kissing him softly. Harry’s green eyes were soft and happy as his husband pulled back and looked down at him. He had stopped being aware of Grant and Damon some time ago, the center of his world was right in front of him.
“How ever many you plant in my belly Husband.” he said softly as he took Severus’ hand and laid it over his full tummy. The two older men watched and smiled, they could see that if there were no complications, there would certainly be a houseful of grandbabies from these two.
“Okay you two, we are in public, let’s not get all gooey here. I do have a reputation to uphold,” Damon chuckled as his husband smirked and elbowed him.
“Oh hush old man,” he said and kissed him gently on the cheek. “It’s certainly not like people that come in here are not used to seeing same sex couples.”
Harry moved away from Severus suddenly, looking around with wide eyes and then began to apologize.
“I’m sorry Damon, I wasn’t thinking. I had gotten used to things out in Sturgis,” he said as he bit his lower lip nervously. He didn’t want to cause anyone trouble and he certainly didn’t want any trouble himself now that he was carrying Severus’ baby. He was going to have to remember discretion again.
“Harry, it’s quite alright in here,” Damon said gently. He hadn’t meant for the youngster to get upset. “Echo is very diverse, very unlike the rest of the state. As long as you stay here in town and where we tell you that it’s safe, you will be fine.”
“That’s right Harry, there is a larger per capita gay population here than San Francisco I do believe,” Grant said as he finished his coffee. “In fact, we have the hets on the run around here.”
At that, Severus very nearly spit his tea over Damon and Grant as he began to laugh. Harry quickly handed him a napkin and summoned more tea for him.
“Damn Grant, I was trying to swallow!” he laughed as he wiped his chin, pulling Harry into a hug as the younger man was busy cleaning up the table for him.
“Sorry baby, but you know it’s true,” Grant said smirking. “Harry, sweetie, if we have your old man working Labor Day weekend, do you think you might like to make some pin money as well?”
“I....errr...Husband?” Harry looked up to Severus, he didn’t know how to answer the question since he didn’t know what type of work was required or if Severus would allow him to work. He felt the familiar weight of Sev’s hand on the back of his neck and he just waited.
“What do you want him to do, Grant? For that matter, what am I doing?”
“We need you and Max working the door if you don’t mind. If Harry and Allie are up to it, we thought they might work the tables on the deck and the lawn in the back,” Damon answered as he covered Grant’s hand with his own. He had noticed his spouse’s tired eyes and the yawns he was attempting to hide.
“As long as Max thinks it won’t harm him and he feels like doing it, then I see no harm in him having something to do for a few hours,” Severus said as he pushed his chair back and pulled Harry to his feet. “Right now though, I think it’s time we all head back. Grant looks like he is about to fall asleep where he sits and I wanted to show Harry the covered bridge.”
After Severus and Harry had dropped the other couple off and Severus had run into the house to grab a couple of things, they were back down the road with the music softly playing. Harry undid his seat belt, scooting to sit next to his husband and laid his head on his shoulder and sighed happily.
“Doing okay Harry?” Severus asked as he put one arm around his husband’s shoulders and held him close to him. He steered the big truck down a dark gravel road that ran along a wide slow moving river, pulling up and braking as his headlight splashed over an old unpainted wooden bridge that spanned the river.
“I’m fine Husband,” Harry said as he slipped one hand further up Severus’ thigh and stroked his awakening flesh gently. Shutting the truck down, but leaving the radio on, playing low, the older wizard moved around a little in his seat so that he could spread his legs a bit more.
“We had a very long day and I am sorry if I got snappish with you, Harry,” he said as he carefully undid Harry’s hair and ran his fingers through it to loosen it. The dark tresses falling like black water through his fingers and down over his husband’s shoulders as Harry’s smaller hand kneaded him through his jeans. Harry shifted and leaned up to brush his lips over his and nibbled at his lower lip.
“It’s okay Husband, I had a way to take care of it when I got stressed,” he murmured, pressing his body close against Severus’ to kiss and lick his neck. He could feel those predatory black eyes watching him and he blushed in the darkness, the glow from the radio barely picking it up on his skin.
“And how, pray tell, was that my little angel?” Severus asked as he ran one hand under Harry and cupped his bottom, giving it a squeeze. Obediently, Harry sat back and spread his legs for his Husband, Severus ran his fingertips up under the legs of his shorts and raised one eyebrow when he discovered Harry was wearing no underpants. “No pants, Mister Snape? Being naughty are we?”
Harry whimpered and squirmed as his Husband slid his fingers further up along his heated flesh, his face turned and eyes closed. He was so naughty and now Severus would know.
“They were wet Sir. I took them off and threw them away,” he replied as Severus’ long fingers found and played over his limp cock, spreading the seeping wetness over the glans as he parted his thighs further for his lover’s hand.
“What happened to get them wet Harry?” Severus asked gently as he leaned down and teasingly ran his tongue lightly over the shell of his ear, nipping and tugging at the lobe, making the younger man groan and close his eyes.
“I would touch myself Husband,” he said as he swallowed thickly, his husband’s fingers tugging at his bollocks now, rolling the egg-like orbs gently in the palm of his hand. Harry moaned louder as he rocked his hips in the seat, the effects his husband’s velvety voice was becoming moistly apparent. “I would touch myself and think of your fingers on me, Husband.”
“Show me Harry,” Severus murmured as he ghosted kisses along the younger man’s throat. Harry quickly unzipped his shorts, lifting his hips enough to shove them down to kick them off onto the floorboards. “That’s right Harry, get comfortable.”
“I’d go into the bathroom wherever we were and I’d lock the door. Then I’d pull my shorts down,” Harry whispered as he let his hands roam down his body and touch his flaccid prick, pulling at himself gently, bringing moans to his lips.
“Is this what got you so wet?” Severus asked softly as he wrapped his hand around Harry’s and held him tightly. Harry shuddered and shook in his arms. “You are so beautiful Harry.” Severus sighed as he leaned down and kissed him tenderly.
“No..no Sir...” Harry gasped as he plunged his other hand between his spread thighs. “This did.” With that, Severus watched as his husband began to thrust two fingers in and out of his little slit. Moaning and pushing up into his hand Harry writhed on the seat for his Husband, he was feeling so good right now, he didn’t want to stop, but he did as soon as he felt the touch of Severus’ long fingers on the back of his wrist. He half lay there in the seat, panting while looking at his lover through glazed eyes, simply waiting for his next instruction.
“Did you come while you fucked yourself with your fingers, Harry?” Severus asked as his own fingers slid down over the back of Harry’s hand to plunge into the wet depths that awaited him. Harry arched his back and offered himself, his legs spreading wider, one knee hitting the steering wheel and the other falling to the seat.
“No Husband, I would only let myself go so far, then I’d stop,” he said as his breath shuddered and he dragged his wet fingers from himself and brought them to his mouth and sucked on them, smiling as he heard the moan from his Husband.
“How many times did you do this, Harry?” Severus asked as he kept his fingers between Harry’s legs, thrusting in and out lazily. Harry’s muscles tightened and his stomach fluttered as he got closer.
“Five times Sir, my pants were so wet,” he whispered as he rocked back and forth on his husband’s hand.
“You’re wet now Harry,” Severus teased as he thrust his fingers in harder, Harry let his head loll back against the seat and just listened to the wet sounds of his body’s acceptance of his husband’s fingers. Severus smiled and withdrew his fingers gently, chuckling as he heard the whine of protest from Harry. He heard the need in his young husband’s voice before he turned his face to him and kissed him deeply.
“My beautiful little Harry,” Severus murmured as he pushed his seat back and pulled Harry onto his lap and stroked his inner thighs. Harry was feeling naughty, sexy, and not just a bit mischievous as his husband dandled him on his lap.
“All yours Husband,” he purred and then made a show of dipping his fingers between his thighs once more before bringing them back to his lips. He could feel Severus’ erection shoving at him through the man’s jeans, and he knew it wouldn’t be long before it was buried balls deep and making him scream in pleasure. Severus smirked at Harry and scooted him off his lap and opened the truck door. Getting out, he opened the back door and pulled a couple of items off the back seat and looked at Harry.
“You stay put, I have plans for you,” he grinned and leaned in the cab of the truck to kiss his husband passionately. “Love you, baby, be right back.” Harry watched as Severus carefully scrambled down the bank beside the bridge abutment and disappeared under it. Moments later a soft glow came from beneath the bridge, reflecting from the water. Harry waited quietly, wondering what exactly his husband was up to, some days the man completely baffled him. All he knew was that he had an itch he needed Severus to scratch long, deep, and hard; preferably several times before morning. Soon he saw his husband climbing back up the red dirt bank, dusting his hands and looking quite pleased with himself if the smug little smile on his face meant anything.
“Come with me Harry,” he said as he lifted him out of the truck and held him in his arms. Harry wiggled around in his arms and reached for his shorts. “You don’t need those, brat.” Harry relaxed against Severus and looked up into the warm eyes and smiled, the moonlight showing the affection in his mate’s face as he was carried down over the river bank.
“Where are you taking me?” Harry asked as he felt the warm night breeze on his bare bottom and was reminded that he was half dressed and had been playing with himself as his husband watched. Severus didn’t say anything, just gently laid the younger man down on the blanket he had spread out on the grass by the running water. He parted Harry’s well-muscled thighs and knelt between them, leaning down to kiss him softly before he sat back looking at him.
“Play for me Harry?” Severus asked gently as he took one of Harry’s hands in his own and led it down to between his legs and laid it over his wetness. Harry licked his lips, looking up at him and he smiled. With his other hand, he patted the blanket beside him, Severus stretched out on his side beside him, propped up on one elbow.
“For you, my Husband,” Harry breathed as he closed his eyes and began to tease himself again. He slowly drew his knees up and let them fall open, exposing himself under the full moon to his husband’s hungry gaze. Slowly, he’d dip one finger inside himself and trail it up his sac, shuddering as the night breeze would cause the wet on his skin to goose pimple. He could hear Severus breathing getting heavier as he moved closer and then he felt his husband’s gentle lips on his nipples. “Ohhhh yes Sev’rus...yes...”
Severus watched his beautiful young husband slowly finger himself, giving himself measured pleasure as his hips began to rock up to meet his busy fingers. With his own hand, Severus took Harry’s other hand and placed it over his seeping cock, moving it with his own, smiling as the other man began to cry out and writhe on his hand faster.
“Oh oh oh I need more, please, more...” Harry panted as he thrust a third finger into his little ‘cozy’ as Sev liked to call it. Oh how he liked to feel stretched, it didn’t matter which hole his husband used as long as it was well used. Severus reached behind him and picked up a couple of things and moved them to lie between them.
“Where do you want more, beloved?” he murmured as he ran his fingers lightly down Harry’s sweat slick torso, stopping to caress and stroke his nipples, smiling as he arched and nearly twisted off the blanket. Harry opened his emerald eyes and looked at his husband with lust clearly written in them.
“I need filled Husband, my bottom, my cozy, everything, full...fill me husband....make me scream...” he begged. Severus took Harry’s hand from his cock and spread lube over his fingertips. Immediately, the younger wizard rolled to his side, facing away from the older man. One hand was trapped between his thighs and the fingers of his other hand gently stretching his entrance as he sobbed his pleasure in the still night air. Severus moaned low at the incredibly wanton sight in front of him, it was all he could do to keep from pulling Harry’s hand out of the way and plunging his raging hard on deep into the boy’s arse, but he had plans he wanted to see finished first. By this time Harry was moaning and begging to be fucked, to be taken hard, to be spread and used like the slut he wanted to be for his Husband.
Severus gently removed Harry’s fingers and placed the tip of a well lubed inflatable butt plug at his entrance, leaning so that he was over his husband’s panting face, he whispered into his ear.
“Ready to be filled?”
“Gods yessssss........” Harry growled as he pushed back the same time Severus pushed the toy firmly into his backside. The older man quickly picked up the bulb and gave it a few squeezes to inflate it enough that Harry wouldn’t be able to expel it no matter how much he wriggled around. The answering howls of pleasure told him that his young husband was a happy camper. Severus rolled his husband back over and lowered his mouth back to his nipple, toying at it gently with his tongue.
“How’s that Harry?” he asked as he blew his breath out across the hard little bit of flesh and watched as Harry bit his lower lip. Harry canted his hips more, offering himself to his husband as his fingers slipped in and out faster. His moans becoming grunts as he pushed himself back onto the plug and felt it just brush his prostate.
“Bigger Sev, please,” he panted, looking up at his husband, his eyes wide open with need. Severus squeezed the bulb, counting to himself until he knew the thing was close to the size of a baseball inside of Harry’s tight little channel. The younger man’s emerald eyes were shining with lust as he pulled his hands from his body and began to pull at his husband’s jeans.
“In me now...” he begged as he got the zipper down. The fullness he felt in his arse was amazing, now he just needed his husband’s huge prick inside him as well and then he could finally tip over the edge and lose himself.
Between the two men fumbling at the zipper and the denim, they got the pants down over Severus’ hips and his cock free. Severus rucked his jeans lower and moved between Harry’s spread thighs, with one hand he positioned himself and pushed in slowly as the younger man arched up to meet him. Panting heavily as he felt his Husband sheath himself in his body, Harry began to squeeze his muscles around Sev’s prick. The older man rested for a moment, just rocking his hips against his lover when he felt increased pressure against his cock from inside Harry. Looking down, he saw a wicked little grin on his husband’s face and the bulb to the inflatable plug in his hand.
“What are you doing?!” Severus gasped as Harry gave the thing a couple more squeezes. Oh Merlin, he couldn’t move, he was effectively trapped in the young man’s body and it felt so right inside him. Harry bit his kiss swollen lips and rocked his hips, moving Sev with him, he was moving for his own pleasure now, far past caring what his lover felt. He just knew he needed to be kept full.
“Yesssss..........” he hissed in Parseltongue as he rocked and twisted his hips, Severus helplessly tied to him for the ride, his cock swollen and trapped inside him by the pressure of the inflated plug in the younger man’s arse. He listened as Harry growled and hissed in Parseltongue, he had no idea what was being said or even to whom, but Harry was talking to any snake that would listen, that much was for certain.
Harry’s eyes were rolled back in his head as his heels drummed on the blanketed ground, the sensations flooding him were overwhelming him to the point he was losing control of the situation. His hand squeezing convulsively on the bulb causing the thing to inflate in him more, he cried out as the pressure increased, Severus griping the blanket in his fists as the tightness became nearly painful around his prick. He felt Harry’s muscles start to contract and convulse around him as his husband fell over the edge into oblivion.
Severus bit his lower lip to keep from shouting out as Harry jerked his hips back and forth and in doing so, nearly tearing his prick from his body. He knew Harry was beyond controlling himself now. He had no choice but to ride this out and hope he wasn’t injured in the process. Low moaning was coming from Harry now as he thrashed and quaked under Severus, suddenly he turned loose of the squeeze bulb and thrust both hands into the older man’s hair and clung to him as he keened his pleasure. Seeing his chance, Severus fumbled to his side for the bulb, finding it and triggering the release valve to decrease the volume of the damn plug in his husband’s arse.
“Oh thank blessed Merlin,” Severus growled as he was finally able to begin to piston his hips in and out of his husband’s body. Harry was tight and slick around him and he knew he wasn’t going to last but for a stroke or two, he wrapped his arms around Harry’s slender body and pulled him up close to him. There it was, he could feel it in the small of his back as it washed over him and spilled into his husband and then back down over his own heavy balls.
Harry clung to him like a limpet, he seemed dazed and a bit disoriented by everything around him as Severus lowered him back down and fiddled with the release valve to shrink the demon toy in his arse.
“We are not playing with that again for a while Harry,” Severus said tiredly as he eased it out of his husband’s sore bottom, grimacing as he saw him wince as the thickest part slide out. Harry tried to sit up then and whimpered as the pain shot through him, Severus gently pressed him to lie back again.
“Stay put love. You got a little overenthusiastic with that thing,” he said soothingly as he used a corner of the blanket to wipe the cooling seed from where it was smeared over his husband’s tummy and between his thighs. Harry just lay there, his body lax and nearly comatose as he was tended to. His itch had definitely been well scratched. He looked up at his Husband with sleepy emerald eyes and smiled his crooked little grin.
“Are you upset with me, Sev?” he asked as he reached out with one oh so heavy arm and trailed his fingertips down Severus’ face, tracing the lines where he’d scratched and bit him in the heat of their passion. Those thin lips quirked up in a smile as the older man caught Harry’s hand in his and brought it to his lips.
“Not at all my beloved, not at all. Just concerned you may have overtaxed yourself is all,” he replied as he quickly gathered the items he’d brought down with him, spelled them clean and shrunk them down in size. After tucking them into the jeans he’d finally gotten back on, he carefully wrapped Harry in the blanket and scooped him up into his arms.
“Sir!” Harry started to protest as Severus stood with him. “I can walk, honest, I’m not hurt. Believe me Husband, it takes more than something like that to keep me down, I’m built to take it.” he laughed as he wiggled around in Severus’ strong arms. The older man stiffened as he heard the words his young husband said, ‘he was built to take it’. He thought back to the early morning telephone call and remembered his vow to make the bastard pay. No one should ever think that they were built to take damage.
“Harry, I wish to carry you, so settle yourself,” he said softly and pressed a kiss to the long, loose hair of his husband. “I rather enjoy looking after you.”
Saying no more, Severus carefully scaled the river bank to where their truck was parked and carefully set his Harry inside. Instead of climbing behind the wheel, he turned to go back to the bridge for something, hearing his husband’s quiet voice, he turned back and smiled.
“I’ll be right back, I just have to do something first,” he said grinning. He hurried back to the bridge and under cover of darkness he pulled a penknife from his back pocket and set to work on one of the greatly scarred supports of the century old bridge. Muttering to himself for acting like a damnable lovesick teenager, Severus worked quickly but carefully and was soon pleased with the results. Nearly ten minutes later he put his knife back in his pocket and hurried back to his husband, feeling just a bit smug and juvenile about what he’d left behind.
“I missed you,” Harry said sleepily as he moved over for Severus to get behind the wheel and start the truck. His husband kissed his tousled head gently and hugged him close before putting the truck into gear and putting on the headlamps.
“You were at the forefront of my mind, Harry,” Severus said gently as he slowly pulled onto the bridge, the headlights sweeping the inside walls with bright light. The older man smiled as he caught a brief glance of freshly gouged white wood in the age blackened beams. If one were to have the inclination to stop, they would have been able to read the latest inscription left on the infamous Echo Lover’s Bridge.
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