The Breathe Family Series

Title: Autumn Breath
Rating :NC-17
Author: lilyseyes
Word Count: 100x5
Challenge: 130: Pumpkin
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, crossdressing *
Disclaimer: JKR owns the Potterverse – I just play in it. No money is made from these amateur works.
Summary: Glimpses life with the Potter-Snape family. Another in the Breathe
series

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Sevvy clutched the pumpkin to his chest, following Daddy to the door. Dawde stood guard over the pumpkin pile they'd built. Daddy was magic – he was going to turn them into sweet juice, pies, and bread.

Dobby popped in front of him and snatched his pumpkin.

"Dobby is helping Baby Severus."

Sevvy scowled at the house-elf and Dobby disappeared with an "eep". It was rewd to grab without asking, Papa said so!

"Dobby's just trying to help, my little prince. We'll go find one that you can help Papa carve."

Sevvy nodded, even allowing Daddy to carry him back outside.

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Laurel woke up slowly, a wonderful smell tickling her nose. Rubbing her eyes, she sat up smiling; her and Uni'torn's tummies were hungry. Standing up, Laurel frowned – there was no one there to immediately pick her up.

"Da!"

"We seem impatient this afternoon, my princess."

Laurel gave Papa the brilliant smile she saved just for him.

"Pa!"

"Indeed." Papa said, lifting her and kissing her cheek.

Laurel was impatient as she let Papa change her nappy, kicking her legs to hurry him along.

"Are you always going to strive to be as aggravating as possible?"

Laurel smiled sweetly at him.

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Harry looked up as Severus entered, smothering a smile at the scowl of exasperation on his husband's face.

"Your daughter is being vexing," Severus announced as he settled Laurel in her chair.

Leaning down, Harry kissed the baby's head and straightened to press against Severus. Kissing him hungrily, Harry continued until he felt Severus relax against him. A soft moan escaped him and Sevvy giggled at them. Stepping back, Harry grinned at the color staining Severus' cheeks and gave him an innocent smile.

"Hungry?"

"Ravenous," Severus drawled. "But I'll settle for a pumpkin scone to nibble on for the moment."

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Severus smirked as he sat, Harry's face flushed with arousal. Little Severus still giggled behind one hand, the other rested possessively on a pumpkin as large as he was.

"Is there a reason you brought this fruit to the table, my little serpent?"

The toddler nodded. "Dobby tot'd my ut'er one, Papa. Tarve 'tis one."

"Dobby was just helping, Sevvy." Harry admonished gently, setting the scones down.

Severus grimaced; he'd been subject to Dobby's 'helping' himself. Reaching over the pumpkin, he smoothed the toddler's hair.

"Your choice will lend itself perfectly to carving, Severus."

His son's smile lit the room.

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The smell of pumpkin lingered as Harry stepped into the room. His fingers smoothed the emerald silk of Severus' surprise. His husband looked up from his book, eyes widening. Harry smiled wickedly, knowing the camisole and skirt looked good.

Severus growled, his hands running possessively over Harry. Fingers pinched and tweaked, followed by a hot mouth as Severus held him. His cock tented the skirt as Severus slid his hands to cup his arse, long fingers toying with his entrance, stilling suddenly.

"You naughty boy, you've prepared yourself."

Harry winked, leaning over the chair. "Fuck me, Severus!"

Severus did, indeed.

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