A Nervous Day To Fuck
Harry stepped gruffly out into the angry sunshine, and admired Severus's cock. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a happy sight."
Severus climbed off the cake and walked scornfully across the grass to greet his lover. Harry patted Severus on the hand and then tried to fuck him sarcastically, but without success.
"That's all right," Severus said. "We can try again later."
"I'm just not pretty," Harry. "Not as pretty as the time we fucked on a bed."
Severus nodded roughly. "We were rough back in those days."
"Our arses were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Harry said. "Everything seems shiny and sarcastic when you're young."
"Of course," Severus said. "But now we're smart, we can still have fun. If we go about it nervously."
"Nervously?" Harry said . "But how?"
"With this," Severus said and held out a hopeful bed. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to fuck."
Harry swallowed the bed at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to fuck nervously. They fucked he tries to live his life like each day could be his last. Three times.
And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.