Title - The Silence Of The Lambs Author - </a></b></a>softly_sweetly Beta - </a></b></a>potion_lady; Thank you Sweets! Rating - NC-17 Word Count - 2690 Characters/Pairings - Harry/Draco Challenge/Prompt - Lamb Cake Warnings - Suggestiveness, slash, slight OOCness, cussing, slightly cracky Disclaimer - I own nothing but the plot and the OCs mentioned. Author's Notes - An Easter gift!fic for </a></b></a>enchanted_jae. This one kind of ran away from me a little, hope it satisfies, m'dear!
Thisis a lamb cake mould, and a picture of the cake for those who (like me)have no idea about this particular Easter tradition. *grin* Draco groaned and pushed back into Harry's touch. The brunette had comehome from work late; the kids were already in bed, as was Draco. He'dstripped at the door, before silently climbing on the bed, flippingDraco onto his stomach and diving between his cheeks like there was notomorrow. Draco didn’t know what he'd done to entice Harry into thisbut he was damn grateful he'd done it, especially as a finger joinedthat talented tongue in massaging his insides. One finger soon becametwo and Draco was thrusting himself backwards as he tried to getsomething, he didn’t care what, deeper inside him.
Harry knewthat Draco's thrusting was the signal he was waiting for, and he pulledout of the blonde with a squelch, moving to his knees and buryinghimself in Draco. His husband was hot and tight and Harry movedquickly, needing Draco on the edge for his plan to work. When he feltthe channel tensing rhythmically Harry pulled out, holding Draco inplace by his hips as a desperate wail ripped from the blonde.
"Har-ry!"
"It's Easter Sunday day after tomorrow."
Dracoswore and turned his head to shoot his husband of nine years awithering glare. "No shit! You stopped to tell me that? Get the hellback on!"
Harry complied slightly, allowing his head to pressagainst Draco, slipping ever so slightly into the blonde's greedychannel. "You said I could make the cakes this year."
Draco groaned. So it hadn't been something he'd done. It was Harry wanting leverage. "I know I did."
Harryallowed a little more of his erection to slip into Draco, having toreally push on Draco's hips to stop the blonde impaling himself. "And Ifound your back-up cakes this morning. You promised, Draco!"
Draco swore again. So thiswas the reason for his torment. He was about to tell Harry to fuck offand finish himself off, but then the Gryffindor inched in a littlefurther, the burn of the stretch radiating out and making Draco weak inhis already tenuous joints. "Okay…okay…I'll bin them in the morning."
Harry's thanks were lost on a scream of pleasure as he buried himself in his husband.
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Dracowalked gingerly into the kitchen on Saturday morning to find hishusband and children already up. He was grateful that Harry had takenover feeding time at the zoo this morning, as movement was a problem.Being trusted to bake apparently meant more to Harry than Draco hadimagined and he'd been very expressive in his thanks. Dracowinced again and smiled as a pain-relief potion was zipped over to him,hovering in front of his mouth until he took it, Harry's command ofwandless magic perfect to the last.
"Why's Papa taking poorly potion?"
Dracofelt the tingle of magic run through him as the potion did its work andsmiled softly at their oldest daughter. "Because, Laura honey, I have apoorly head."
His little girl looked worried for a minute buthis reassuring smile must have convinced her everything was alright,because she was soon beaming up at him through thick, wavy black hair."Want me to kiss it better?"
Draco leant down and allowed hisdaughter to kiss his head before moving to where Harry was stood at thecooker. He felt soft fingers brushing through his hair as Harrysnickered. "The great Draco Malfoy allowing himself to be kissed by atoast and jam covered five year old? Who'd have thought it?!"
"Very funny. At least she doesn't use her kisses to manipulate me!"
"Idon’t use mine to manipulate you, at least not the ones on your head.Well, I guess that depends on which he~…Luke if you throw that at yourbrother I'll sell you to the circus!"
Draco and Harry turnedround to see one twin, Danny, looking very smug, and Luke lookingoutraged, half a toast soldier in hand. "How did you know?!"
"I've told you before, me and Papa have eyes in the back of our heads. If you're finished go and wash up."
Harrycouldn’t mask his smile as the twins raced off and Laura clambered outof her chair, grabbed her battered dolly, and rushed after them. Theyboth complained long and loud about her following them around, but heknew that neither of them would have it any other way. Harry went backto the eggs on the stove as Draco sank into a chair, smiling softly attheir youngest and wiping up the scrambled eggs that Daisy had smearedover her face.
Harry set a plate in front of Draco and reachedfor the salt, sprinkling it over his eggs and sniggering at the 'tsk'noise that Draco made, same as every morning. "So, what are you goingto do with the kids today?"
"Promised them we could go to the zoo. Will you be alright here on your own, or shall I leave Luke and Danny for company?"
"And take our two well-behaved kids with you? I think not Draconis. You’ll be looking after all four!"
"Like I don’t do that every day?"
"Oi!Less of the cheek, you. And make sure you get all of your back-up cakesin the bin, for every one I find that's a month of celibacy."
"Daddy, what's celbanancy?"
Harryrolled his eyes at Draco before leaning down to scoop Laura into hisarms. "It's a grown up word baby, and I'll teach it you when you'reolder, okay?"
"'Kay."
"I thought you were playing with your brothers? And where's Miss Maisy?"
Laurashook her head and picked at Harry's toast, studiously not meeting herDaddy's eyes. Draco sighed and downed his coffee, hitching up hispyjama bottoms before grabbing Daisy out of her high chair. "I'll gorescue Miss Maisy and get this one cleaned up. You clean up here."
Harrynodded, waiting until he could hear the faint sounds of Dracoadmonishing the twins before catching Laura's chin with a finger andtipping her head up. Her soft grey eyes met his and he saw the sheen oftears. Leaning down, Harry rubbed the tip of his nose against hers andgrinned as she laughed gently. "Baby, they just tease you because theylove you so much, don’t ever forget that."
"'Kay, Daddy."
Harrysmiled, cuddling Laura close for a moment. The twins scampered into thekitchen and he raised an eyebrow at them, making them both blush andlook uncomfortable – a talent he'd learnt off Draco. After a littlenudging they stepped forward and held Miss Maisy out.
"Sorry, Laura."
"Yeah, sorry, Laura."
Lauraburrowed tighter into her daddy’s chest as she looked over Miss Maisycarefully before deciding her brothers could be forgiven. "S'okay. Onlymean because you love me."
Danny looked like he wanted to arguebut a single look from Harry quashed that idea. As Laura hopped downfrom his lap and wandered off to find Draco, Harry shot the twinsanother warning glare before beginning the task that cleaning up aftera meal in their house was. He was halfway through the washing up whenhe felt Draco's arms snake around his waist, and a gentle kiss waspressed against his neck. "We're going to get off, you sure you want todo the lamb cakes this year?"
Harry nodded and snagged the teatowel, drying his hands quickly before bending down to scoop Laura intoa hug. Daisy tottered over to him on uncertain legs and he pulled herin too. He kissed both of his girls goodbye before standing up andruffling the boys' hair. They didn't appreciate cuddles and kisses andHarry bit back a laugh as Danny extended a hand in a very formalhandshake, muttering a gruff 'goodbye', which Harry returned. As thekids went to get their coats, Harry pulled Draco into a deep kiss,moaning gently as he tasted the faint trace of coffee that laced hishusband's mouth. When Draco finally pulled away he looked a littleflustered, and Harry smirked before slinging an arm around Draco andhugging him hard. "Thanks. I know you don't trust me in the kitchen,but I'll make you proud."
"I know. Just…be careful, yeah? I know you mean well, but do not alter recipes - follow them to the letter."
Harry nodded, walking to the front door and waving his family off before returning to the washing up.
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Dracohad to admit he was proud. Two perfect lamb cakes sat on the kitchentable, dusted with desiccated coconut to give the appearance of fleece,and Harry had even made marzipan collars with little bells on them. Thecakes were sat on a green cake board that had little tufts of greenmarzipan grass on, and they looked perfect; even Danny and Luke hadbeen taken with them. He looked up and caught Harry's eye across theliving room, sharing a soft smile with him as the kids played happily.Daisy was doing something with play dough that would ruin the rug, andDanny and Luke were playing wizard's chess with Harry's guidance. Dracolooked up from his book as he felt a tugging on his jeans, and smiledat Laura. "Hey baby, did you enjoy the zoo today then?"
"Yeah, I liked the monkeys and the penguins! Daddy, can I have some juice?"
"Of course you can, baby, you want me to get it?"
Laurashook her head and puffed her chest out, and Draco fought to keep thesmirk off his face as he recognised the Malfoy blood in his littlegirl. "No, I can get it myself!"
"Okay, be careful then, and put the lid back on properly."
Lauranodded, and Draco kept his ears peeled for any sounds of trouble. Thekids were normally good in the kitchen, but it never hurt to payattention. Laura had only been gone a second when she began to scream.For a split second Draco met Harry's eyes and a look of sheer terrorpassed through them before they were up and hurtling into the kitchen.Laura threw herself into Draco's arms as he and Harry dropped to theirknees and engulfed her in their arms, desperately feeling for anyinjuries or harm; anything that could have caused their baby to screamwith such fear.
Harry couldn't find any kind of injury on her, and he leant back a little to meet her damp eyes. "Baby, what's happened?"
"The lamb!"
Harryand Draco looked in the direction Laura's shaking fingers pointed, andHarry went pale. Draco just looked for a moment before snatching Laurainto his arms and away from Harry. He soothed the little girl quietlyuntil she began to calm down and then pulled away. "Harry?"
Harryflushed and crossed over to the lamb cake, running his finger throughthe jam and glaring at the head, which had rolled to a stop near a tuftof marzipan grass. "Laura, baby, it's just jam. The cake fell apartwhen I took it out of the mould, and I used strawberry jam to stick itback together, like Papa puts jam in sponge cakes to stick the top andthe bottom together."
Laura glared at him from her place inDraco's arms, and he smiled nervously as he held out his finger.Eventually she leaned forward and licked tentatively, her expressionrelaxing a little as she found that it was jam. Draco felt her relax,and turned to their audience in the doorway. "Right, that's enoughexcitement for one day, it's bed time."
"But Papa…"
"No buts, Danny, it's been a long day and you'll be up early tomorrow, so bed. Now!"
Harrywent to stand up, to help get the kids into bed, but the look Dracogave him made it plainly obvious that he was to stay out of the way.The kitchen emptied quickly, and Harry stood up and looked at the cakemorosely. If he'd only used the cheap jam, the stuff that was likecement, instead of Draco's poncy organic crap, this wouldn't havehappened.
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Dracostood in the kitchen and looked out at Harry. The brunette was sat onthe porch, alternating between eating the beheaded lamb cake andswigging from a bottle of the disgusting swill he insisted on buying –lager. Draco shuddered in revulsion, and grabbed a bottle of decentbeer and a fork before going out onto the porch.
Harry heardDraco approach and took a mouthful of lager to wash down the cake."Just don't, alright? I feel bad enough as it is. You were right, I'man awful father. Let’s just leave it at that."
Draco hid hisgrin at Harry's self-absorbed ranting and moved to sit next to him onthe porch, letting their thighs touch gently as he reached over withhis fork and snagged a mouthful of the cake. "It's good."
"Don't, Draco."
"Don't what?"
"Mollycoddle me. Is she alright?"
"Laura is calm, Daisy is asleep, and the boys are busy deifying you for making Laura cry so effortlessly."
Harrymoaned and Draco couldn't stop the snicker escaping. For a moment Harrylooked like he might fling the cake in Draco's face but he didn't,instead putting it down behind them and burying his head in his hands.Draco smirked and took another mouthful of beer, climbing into Harry'slap and kissing him hard, waiting until Harry parted his lips beforepassing some of the beer into his husband's mouth. He smiled as Harrypulled away looking surprised and licked up a dribble of beer that hadescaped his lips. Draco felt Harry settling him closer into his lap andsmiled gently.
"Beer kisses?"
"Mmm, we haven't done them since we were teenagers!"
"They'rea very teenage thing to do. Draco…I didn't mean to upset her. But thestupid cake fell apart, and I knew you’d be mad that I'd screwed up andthe jam seemed like a good idea!"
"Until the head dropped off, making the lamb's neck resemble a bloody stump. Why didn't you use pineapple jam? Or butter cream?"
"I didn't know the head was going to fall off!"
Dracosnickered, and pulled Harry into another kiss. "I think it's sweet thatyou tried so hard. And the other one is in one piece!"
"Yeah,because Hermione came over and made it! I should have known to just letyou do it and get it right instead of fucking it up."
Dracorolled his eyes and caught Harry's face in his fingers, fixing biggreen eyes in his own. "Harry, you tried. Admittedly, you traumatisedour daughter, but she's fine now. How about next year we make the cakesas a family, all of us doing a little bit? Daisy will be nearly threeby then, she'll be able to help too."
Draco saw that Harry was perked by this idea, but the brunette still looked unsure. "But what about this year?"
"We've got Hermione's offering. Harry, don’t get so worried. So you can't make a lamb cake. It's not the end of the world."
"You can."
"Don'tpout. Yes, I can. But I can't put together massive egg hunts in thegarden. I can't put up an Ikea flat-pack without magic. I can't getDanny to brush his teeth without resorting to bribery. Parenting is ajoint effort. Surely you've worked that out by now?"
Harrynodded, and reached for his fork, feeding another bit of cake to Dracoand kissing away the coconut from his lips. "It was a little funny, ifyou ignore the crying children."
"Yes, it was very funny in a macabre way. Come on, they're going to have us up early so we might as well hit the sack now."
Harry stood up and grabbed the discarded cake as Draco dealt with the empty bottles. "Draco, we don’t have to go straight to sleep, do we?"
"I'm sure we can stay up late just this once. Bring the cake with you. I'm going to eat it off your abs." Cross-posted to my journal, </a></b></a>bottom_draco & </a></b></a>harrylovesdraco, so apologies if you see this more than once ♥