Together by Torina Archleda Title: Together Author:torina_archelda Pairing: Severus/Harry Rating: PG Word Count: 338 Warnings: Mpreg Summary: Late in his pregnancy Severus is often tired, so he and Harry find other ways to be close. Written for kink!night on Severus Sighs. Prompts chosen: potions classroom, mpreg, hairbrush. A/N: Thanks to whitecotton for the beta!
Harry walked into Severus’ classroom at seven thirty, smiling softly when he saw, as he’d expected, that Severus could barely keep his eyes open.
“You’re dismissed,” Harry told the two third-years, who gladly set their toothbrushes down beside the mostly clean cauldrons and headed back to their dorms.
Severus frowned, looking up at Harry in consternation. “They were supposed to be here until eight,” he muttered, setting down his quill and struggling to cap the jar of red ink.
“You’re hardly even awake,” Harry replied, taking the jar from Severus’ hands and screwing the lid on. “It’s time to head home. Come on.”
Severus complied with minimal fuss, letting Harry lead him back to their rooms and settle him down on the couch. Harry took a seat on the far left and Severus spread out lengthwise, his head in Harry’s lap.
Severus sighed in relief as his muscles relaxed, skimming a hand over his swollen stomach. “I’m always so tired lately,” he murmured sleepily, leaning into Harry’s touch as he carded his fingers through his hair.
“I know,” Harry replied, summoning the hairbrush from the coffee table. “That’s to be expected around this time, though.”
He began moving the brush slowly through Severus’ hair, working out the kinks and tangles. Severus let out a contented sigh as the brush moved over his scalp, leaning into the sensation. Harry smiled, trailing his fingers through the ebony locks after the brush, loving the feel of Severus’ hair in his hands. The feel of the silky-smooth strands sliding through his fingers was the one thing he could never get enough of, when he was with Severus. It had been almost enough for both of them, these past two months, to just sit together like this, doing something that gave them both pleasure.
“You’re next,” Severus said drowsily, rubbing his stomach in small, soothing circles as Harry worked away his tension with the brush.
Harry laughed softly. “I had the first two, remember?”
“Mm,” Severus hummed. “Don’t know how you did it.”
Harry ran the brush once more through Severus’ hair. “I had you there with me. That was enough.”
Severus let out a pleased sigh at that, and slowly his breathing evened.
Harry kept sliding the brush through his hair long after all the knots were gone and Severus had fallen asleep.