The Breathe Family Series

Title: Breathe in Awe
Rating : NC-17/Adult
Author: lilyseyes
Word Count: +/- 1650
Warnings: *Rimming, Bottom!Snape, Implied Mpreg*
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
Betas: ~ the marvelous florida_minxie and the brilliant rakina ~ *smooches* Thank you!
A special birthday celebration for Severus!

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Harry put the finishing touches on the gift he had made for his husband, the golden-edged parchment scroll elegantly bound with a length of green ribbon. Silently, he placed it carefully on the tray that held several different breads, golden butter in a bowl, an earthenware jar of honey, and a bowl of dates and raisin. Casting a charm to keep breakfast at the right temperature, Harry quietly carried the tray back up to their bedroom.

The thin line of color at the eastern horizon told him his timing was still on track as Harry set the tray down next to the bed. The monitoring charm on the nursery told him that Sevvy and Laurel were still sleeping soundly and Harry slid back into bed with a smile. Casting a warming charm, Harry eased back the blanket and feasted his eyes on the pale, lean form. Severus had turned on his side away from Harry, long legs bent at the knees, and hands tucked under the pillow. Just the sight of the powerful wizard could still make Harry weak in the knees, despite the almost six years together and two children.

With a light touch, Harry trailed his fingers along the firm skin down to Severus' knee, delighting in the slight twitching of his lover's foot as he did. His lips followed his fingers, Harry nudging Severus' thigh forward with his cheek, his hand moving teasingly in a circular pattern upwards. Severus sighed softly in his sleep, drawing his leg up towards his chest and opening himself up to Harry's greedy mouth. Gently easing Severus' cheeks apart, Harry moaned softly as he pressed his nose against sleep-warm skin. He loved the tangy, musky scent of his husband. Pausing only to kiss the puckered skin, Harry lapped over the area, wetting it thoroughly, before using the tip of his tongue to press into the entrance.

Severus groaned, shifting his body to press back against Harry. The sound went right to Harry's already hard prick and he curled his tongue, working to loosen the tight ring of muscles. Holding out one hand, Harry silently summoned the lube as he pulled back slightly. He fumbled as he tried to get the top off, one-handed.

"Bloody hell!" A sleep-rough voice snapped as Harry sat back to wrestle the lid off. "Get on with it!"

With a grin, Harry coated his fingers and leaned back to nip at Severus' thigh as he slid a finger slowly into the welcoming heat. "Impatient git! Just lay there and enjoy the first of your birthday presents."

The answering grumble was more asleep than awake and Harry quickly prepared his husband with a thoroughness that had Severus moaning. Gingerly slicking his cock, Harry repositioned himself behind Severus, guiding himself into his beloved's tightness. Wrapping his arms around Severus, Harry slowly rocked his hips, back and forth in a lazy rhythm. Slender fingers entwined with his across Severus' chest, as he began to move in tandem with Harry. Pressing kisses along the curve of Severus' shoulder, Harry gasped as the muscles around his prick clamped down, squeezing him and he felt his hips jerk in response. Moving their joined hands down, Harry wrapped their fingers around Severus' cock, stroking it firmly as he pulled his hips back and thrust forward.

They moved together with easy familiarity as he pleasured Severus and Harry could feel his climax coil low in his belly. He shifted slightly; changing the angle of his thrusts and was rewarded with a groan. Concentrating on hitting the same spot, Harry sped up his strokes, desperate to send Severus over the edge before he succumbed to his own orgasm. A wave of pleasure suddenly engulfed him and Harry cried out as he thrust hard, once, twice, before emptying himself into his lover. The sticky warmth covering his hand told Harry he'd at least accomplished his goal.

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Severus rolled over as he felt Harry slump against his back. A wave of his hand cleaned them of any emissions and he gathered his husband against his chest for a proper morning kiss. Thank Merlin for teeth cleaning charms! Harry's lips were suitably swollen and his brilliant eyes a bit dazed when Severus allowed him up for air. He might be forty-two today, but he was a wizard in the prime of life, and Severus wasn't about to let his young partner forget that. Pressing a kiss to the sweat-damp temple, Severus allowed Harry to snuggle close.

"That was an auspicious way to begin one's birthday, my heart," Severus commented, never tiring of the way Harry felt in his arms. "What other surprises do you have planned for me today?"

Harry pressed a kiss to his neck, the tip of his tongue tracing the faint scars there long enough to have Severus squirming at the sensations, before sitting up. Severus favored him with a scowl as Harry climbed out of bed to retrieve a tray. Stacking the pillows behind him, Severus ignored the child in him that was thrilled to have his birthday treated as something so special that he merited breakfast in bed. The birthdays of Severus' youth had rivaled his husband's in bleakness, with the added souvenir of the occasional beating, just because the day reminded his father that Severus had been born.

The tray settling over his lap redirected Severus' focus and he looked down at the presentation; different breads, fresh butter, honey, some type of porridge, and a bowl of raisins and dates. Sitting next to the food was an exquisitely decorated scroll. Severus looked up as Harry sat down in front of him, nervously biting his lip.

"This is the type of food the ancient Egyptians would have eaten at breakfast, Severus," his husband told him quietly. "Why don't you open your gift?"

Watching Harry squirm nervously, much like their two-year old son did, Severus knew this gift had significance to his husband. With a touch of trepidation, unwilling to disappoint Harry in any way, Severus picked up the gold-edged scroll and slowly untied the ribbon. Carefully unfurling the parchment, Severus quickly scanned the elegant writing inside before stopping suddenly mid-way down and going back to the top to start over. Time seemed to slow and Severus forgot even to breathe, in awe of the enormity of the gift Harry had given him.

"You secured me an entire day at the Great Wizarding Library at Alexandria?" Severus couldn't believe the words on the hieroglyphic-lined parchment. "There is a five year waiting list for just an hour's visit, unless you are a renowned researcher or person of importance."

Leaning forward, Harry nodded eagerly. "Yes, that's why you get to go for the whole day! I wrote and told the governing board about the research you are doing on potion-based cures for Dark curses and spell damage. The Minister of Magic wrote as well, telling them about all the research you had done for the Wolfsbane Potion, and Madame Pomfrey wrote…"

Severus could only stare as a blush stained his husband's cheeks. Harry's absolute faith in him and pride in his abilities were things Severus had never quite gotten used to. Add to that Kingsley Shacklebolt and Poppy helping Harry, having the respect for him to do that…

"Severus, the scroll is a Portkey and it should activate in about an hour, so you might want to get ready."

The delighted grin on Harry's face as he lifted the tray away reassured Severus even as anticipation surged through him. "What about the plans we had made for my birthday?"

"I'm sure we can postpone them until tomorrow, my love."

Severus nodded sharply, gave Harry a hard kiss, and headed for the bathroom, his mind already making a list of the ancient texts and parchments he would need to study, prioritizing them in order of importance...

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Sevvy followed Daddy down the 'tairs, holding carefully to the hand-thingy as he went. Dawde was racing up and down, barking his head off and making Sevvy laugh as he ran into the eating room to find his Papa. Sevvy stopped as he caught sight of Papa standing in front of the fireplace, drinking some tea. He was wearing his fan'ty black coat that Daddy liked so much and his shiniest black boots. Daddy whistled when he came in behind Sevvy, Lulu squealing as she reached for him.

"No, my little princess, Papa gets to spend his day in a very special library," Daddy said as Papa set his cup down.

Sevvy bounced on his toes. Papa got to go look at really old books today, Daddy had told him, and Sevvy could feel how excited and happy his papa was. And Papa had taught him all about books and Sevvy loved to look at them. Suddenly, Sevvy remembered why the day was a 'pe'tial one.

"Papa! Happy bir'day!"

Clapping his hands excitedly, Sevvy stretched his arms up and Papa lifted him to give him a 'tiss.

"Thank you, Severus. You be a good boy today, my little serpent, and keep Daddy out of mischief while I am gone."

Sevvy giggled as Papa set him down, giving Lulu a 'tiss and then Daddy a long one, before the Po'tkee took him away. Daddy petted his hair as they all stood together for a moment, Sevvy leaning against his leg. It was nice that Papa was doing something special for his bir'day, 'cause Daddy said bir'day were a very important thing to cel'brate.

And, Sevvy thought as he followed Daddy into the 'titchen, you always got to eat take on your bir'day!

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Laurel smiled as Daddy sang while he fixed them 'trambled eggs for breakfast. She knew there would be 'take baking next, then the afternoon would be for playing with Dawde and 'titty and 'Teacher and Dobby outside. Daddy said they could still 'telebrat Papa's bir'day while he played with his spe'tial books.

A spe'tial day was still a spe'tial day, after all!

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