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"A sunrise?" Harry whined. Manfully. "Really?"

"One time," Severus said patiently.

"But I'd have to get up early!" Harry protested. "Before... sunrise!"

Severus snorted. "That is the idea."

"But we're on vacation!" Harry replied.

"The idea was to do some of the things we've always wanted to do," Severus elaborated.

The vacation had been Severus' idea. A chance for he and Harry to get away... alone. No children or grandchildren allowed.

Although Ellie had tried to sneak into one of their suitcases. It had taken some serious negotiation to get her to stay home.

The next morning, Severus woke Harry while it was still dark.

Harry grumbled slightly, but pulled on shorts and a t-shirt, glad for the warm weather.

Severus handed Harry a cup of coffee, then led the way down the boardwalk that went from their cottage to the beach.

Severus spread a blanket on the sand. He settled Harry in front of him, between his legs.

Severus murmured in Harry's ear, voice deep and soft. It made Harry shiver.

When night is almost done,
And sunrise grows so near
That we can touch the spaces,
It's time to smooth the hair

And get the dimples ready,
And wonder we could care
For that old faded midnight
That frightened but an hour.

Severus leaned in and dropped a soft kiss on the back of Harry's neck.

"That was beautiful," Harry turned to meet Severus' lips.

As they kissed, Severus leaned back and brought Harry along to lie atop him. Harry twisted around, to face Severus.

"Hey!" Harry grinned.

"Eloquent as ever," Severus teased.

"You love me anyways," Harry laughed.

"Heaven help me, I do," Severus smiled. A smile Harry knew was only for him.

"Is sex on a beach a cliche?" Harry asked, wriggling against Severus with some intent.

"For a reason, I suspect," Severus replied. He murmured a charm to prepare Harry, as Harry vanished their clothes.

Harry leaned in for a kiss, then worked his way back slightly. He reached down to hold Severus' cock, so he could lower himself on to it.

"I love this," Harry whispered as he settled on Severus' hips. Severus' hands went to steady Harry.

Their movements were slow, languid, the movement of lovers who had been together for many years. Their orgasms washed over them, ending in soft kisses.

As they lay entwined together, the sun peeked over the horizon.