Epilogue

Epilogue

Harry walked through the garden at the Burrow and felt at ease. Everything in life had fallen into place just as it should have. He stopped in front of the stone bench that Ginny had sat on that faithful day three years before when she'd made the decision to move on with her life. She'd finished school at Hogwarts and then started at St. Mungo's as a Healer when she'd finished a medical course at the Ministry.

She'd dated a few people here and there but was more focused on her career at the moment. Nobody had to ask to know that she felt she'd made the right decision. Ginny was definitely happy with her career and the freedom that being single entailed.

Severus had taken up making potions from their home and had ended up bringing in a large amount of income each month. Harry had finally opted to become an Auror. Kingsley had generously waived the need for him to study at the Aurory for three years. He was, after all, Harry Potter. What could they do to prepare him for a Dark Lord that he didn't already know?

Laughter brought Harry out of his thoughts, and he turned to find Severus holding Teddy and pointing down at an angry gnome. Both were quite amused at something the little creature had done. Severus loved Teddy just as much as Harry did, and Harry hoped that somewhere in the afterlife, Remus and Tonks were pleased that Teddy's godparents took such good care of him. They'd eagerly accepted an arrangement with Andromeda Tonks when she'd decided she had to return to work and let the boy stay with them as often as he needed.

Severus had even painted and decorated the spare room for him. And while he wasn't quite talking in full sentences yet, Harry sometimes heard Severus trying to explain properties of potions ingredients to him. Soon, Ron and Hermione would be married. They'd finally set a date and had just announced it at Molly's Sunday dinner. Harry was happy for them, and to hear Ron tell it, Kreacher was looking forward to catering his new owners' wedding. It seemed the house-elf had a thing for cooking, much to Ron's delight of course.

The spark he'd first felt when Severus was near him had never faded. It was there with every kiss, every caress, and every gaze. He sat down on the bench and watched his family as they strolled through the messy vines and flowers. Severus would have made a great father, and Harry knew that he, too, would have been an excellent father. He'd never broached the subject of adoption, and he wasn't certain that he ever would. They were happy with each other, and Teddy visited them almost daily. Life was good.

All aspects of it...especially the sex. He closed his eyes and thought back to the first time they'd ever made love. They'd started out trying to sleep in separate beds, one or the other reading until it had been time to turn in. That hadn't lasted long. They'd decided that as adults, adults who were falling in love with each other, they could share a bed if they so chose.

And so Severus had refurbished his parents' old room for them...their very own master suite. The very first night that they'd spent between the brand-new sheets had been the very first time they'd made love.

He drifted back to that night....

"I guess it's time to turn in then," Harry said, feeling a little nervous. He watched as Severus slowly unfastened his robes, revealing small portions of his pale chest as he did so. Harry immediately wanted to go to him and touch his soft skin, to follow the line of hair down to the treasure it surrounded below his underpants.

When the robe fell to the floor, Severus was left in only his underpants and socks. "Harry," he said softly, "undress. I want to see you."

He'd never undressed in front of Severus before, even though they'd been practically sharing each other's beds for the past couple of weeks. He wanted Severus to watch him undress. He wanted this more than anything, needed it. His desire to finally become intimate with his husband didn't quell the shyness he felt. He'd never been with a man. What if he did something wrong?

"Don't be nervous." The words were whispered into his ear, causing goosebumps to rise from his shoulder down to his leg on the left side.

"I am a little." Harry grinned. "I've done this before, just never..."

"Then we are in the same predicament. Remember, this is also a first for me."

Those words, so honest and firmly spoken, were all Harry needed to be put at ease. His hands, now steady, pulled his shirt up and off. His fingers then found the button for his jeans, quickly flicking it open, before moving to the zip. Before he could finish, Severus' hands were moving his away, eagerly pushing down his jeans.

Harry took notice of the bared throat revealed to him and began nibbling on it with his mouth, knowing that Severus enjoyed it. Both down to their underpants, nearly naked bodies pressing against each other, they allowed their hands and mouths to roam, enjoying the sensations. "I want you," he whispered. Before long, he and Severus both kicked away their underpants, their erections jutting out and pressing against each other. It was the most intimate thing Harry had ever felt in his life.

A hiss escaped Harry's lips as Severus' hand closed around his hard cock. Severus had a firm grip, a steady stroke, and a hot hand. To Harry, it felt like paradise, and he felt the need to reciprocate. He slid one arm around Severus' waist and cupped his arse as the other hand dropped down to cup his lover's balls, his fingers softly fondling the sac.

"Ah, Harry," Severus whispered.

Their lips crashed into each other for a frenzied kiss, and Harry found himself being pushed back towards the bed, but instead of being pushed down, Severus turned and pulled Harry down on top of him. As he gazed down into Severus' eyes, Harry knew then and there that he'd never want to be anyplace else. "I love you, you know."

Severus smiled and cupped Harry's chin, his wedding ring shining. "I can say that as well."

"Then say it."

Instead of saying it, apparently wanting to show him, Severus rolled his hips against Harry's body, his lips latching onto his neck, sucking possessively, likely leaving a mark, which he seemed to enjoy. His long fingers glided up and down Harry's back, occasionally squeezing his arse.

Harry rocked against Severus and felt his cock stiffen even more. Would he ever be close enough? He moved his lips to Severus' ear and traced it before trailing open-mouthed kisses down to his collarbone, inhaling Severus's cologne as he did so.

"God, you smell good."

His mouth found a new path and maneuvered its way to each flat nipple, tongue circling and teeth playfully nipping. "Ah! Watch it," Harry said through a chuckle as one of Severus' fingers went too close to his arsehole. Exploring further, he worked his way down to his lover's impressive cock, and unable to resist, he tasted the reddened head, using his tongue to circle around the tip before roaming down the length and back up again.

A hand pulled him away. "I'll never last if you don't stop that."

Harry nodded and made a note to explore that further, for he'd enjoyed the way it had made Severus shudder with pleasure.

Severus cleared his throat. "I thought that we might do this, so I took the liberty of placing a tube of lubricant on the table, just there." He nodded to Harry's right.

Grinning, Harry said, "Are you sure you want me to do this? Be the person on top?"

"I think that would be best. This time," Severus said, red splotches brightening his cheeks.

Harry's insides quivered in anticipation; just the thought of sliding into Severus' welcoming body had him aching with need. He was certain that his dick could get no harder and that his bollocks would begin protesting soon if he didn't do something. He quickly reached for the tube and sat up, moving so that he knelt between Severus' legs. As he lathered his length with the clear, pleasant smelling gel, he gazed into his husband's eyes, not wanting to miss a thing.

Instinct took over, and he moved closer, putting more lube on his finger to ready Severus. This caused Severus' eyes to widen for a moment, and Harry bit his lip to keep from grinning. He tossed the tube on the side and steadied himself on the bed with one arm while the other hand helped to guide himself to Severus.

One, two, three times he rubbed the head of his dick against Severus' arse, sucking in air at how it felt. Ever so easily, he pressed closer, seeking acceptance. To his amazement, he slid in slowly, his shaft throbbing as the hot, tight flesh opened for his girth.

Severus had closed his eyes and tilted his head back against the pillow, one hand rubbing a small circle around one of his flat nipples, the other gripping the duvet beneath him tightly. "Don't stop," he whispered, keeping his eyes closed, causing Harry to realize that he'd stopped to watch his lover.

He closed his own eyes and concentrated on pushing in further, pulling back a little, pushing in more, pulling, pushing. Harry had never felt anything like it in his past and was uncertain anything in life had felt so good before. When he was all the way in, he placed his other arm on the side of Severus so that he was positioned over him fully and leaned down to kiss him chastely on the lips.

"All right?"

Severus opened his eyes and nodded, the hand on his chest moving to grip Harry's head and bring it closer for a heated kiss. Instinctively, Harry began to move, slowly at first, relishing the feel of being inside of his lover, and then more quickly, wanting to continue triggering Severus' moans and gasps.

He pulled back a little and looked down to where their bodies met, amazed at how erotic it was to see his dick sliding in and out of Severus' tight arse, seeing Severus' balls bouncing with each slam of his hips. This is really happening. I'm doing it, he thought. Aloud, he muttered, "Ah, fuck... yeah."

Severus' hand that had been clutching the duvet was now holding onto Harry's shoulder, as if trying to keep him close, and his other hand had now moved down to stroke his own abandoned cock. "Faster," he said suddenly. "Faster, Harry! Harder."

Harry obliged, moving in hard, steady thrusts. "Severus... Severus, I'm going to come. I won't be long. I'm...it's coming."

"Oh, shit!" Severus said through a moan, and Harry felt a few drops of warm liquid hit his stomach.

Knowing that Severus had came pushed him closer to the edge, and within moments, Harry felt as though something had exploded within him, wave after wave of feeling washed over him until he collapsed atop Severus, both panting heavily. Later, as Harry drifted off to sleep, he heard Severus utter three words of affection, sealing their relationship and love for all time. Oh, yes. Life was good.

AN: And that's all, folks! Thanks to merioddities for the request at the Snapely Holidays exchange and thanks to blue_paris and Soul Bound for reading through this. It's my first long Snarry. Whew!