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| Entry tags: | challenge 138: sugar and spice, lilyseyes |
Challenge 138 ~ Breathing Deeply
Title: Breathing Deeply
Rating : NC-17/Adult
Author: lilyseyes
Word Count: 100x5
Challenge: 138: Sugar and Spice
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, skirt!porn*
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
Thanks to alisanne for the look-over ~ *smooches*
Severus measured the sugar with a practiced eye, distributing it evenly over the batter in the bowl. The cinnamon was next, followed by the ginger, nutmeg, and a pinch of cloves. Carefully stirring clock-wise and then anti-clockwise, Severus blended the ingredients in the bowl. Wiping off his hands on a towel, Severus picked up his wand to charm the stove to the perfect temperature.
Harry had managed everything the past week with little help from him as Severus worked feverishly in his lab on his breakthrough potion. Today, Severus was determined to show his appreciation.
The first treat: pumpkin pancakes.
Sevvy rubbed his eyes as he sat up and something nice tickled his nose. Breathing deeply, Sevvy could smell something good 'tooking and grabbed Dragon as he climbed out of bed. Padding down the stairs carefully, Sevvy was delighted to find his Papa making pan'takes. He squealed as he threw himself at Papa's legs.
"Good morning, my little serpent," Papa scooped him up and 'tissed his nose, setting him back down. "If you will go urinate and brush your teeth, I will prepare your breakfast."
Sevvy ran to do what Papa told him, even washing Dragon's hands. Pum'tin pan'takes, yummy!
Laurel stretched in her cot, warm and cozy under her blankets. Her nose twitched and her stomach growled just as she felt someone come into the nursery.
"Come, my little princess, we've pumpkin pancakes for breakfast."
Laurel smiled as Papa lifted her. Snuggling into his shoulder and breathing deeply of Papa's special smell, she hugged him tightly. Getting rid of her yucky nappy, Papa carried her down to the eating room.
Sevvy smiled at her around his pum'tin pa'takes. Laurel smirked as Papa put her in her 'tair with her 'pecial 'poon and a pan'take.
Laurel was a big girl.
Harry opened his eyes, blinking in the bright sunlight as noises drifted up from downstairs. Gasping, Harry flung himself across the empty bed, panicking until his brain filtered what he was hearing: baby giggles, toddler laughter, and the low, sensual sound his beloved made when he was amused.
The sight that greeted him downstairs made his breath catch, despite the disaster in the kitchen, the orange pancake in Sevvy's hair, and the handprint in syrup on Severus' cheek. It was glow of happiness in those dark eyes as Sevvy attempted to feed Papa a spoonful of pancake that spoke volumes.
Severus paused in the doorway, his cock hardening at the sight of his husband, clad in green satin, awaiting him in their bed. Tossing his robe aside, Severus crawled up, trailing his fingertips along the satin.
"I love my sweetness with a pinch of naughtiness to spice it up," Severus purred.
"And I – " Harry flipped Severus on his back, impaling himself smoothly. " – enjoy spicing up your life."
Severus smoothed the satin over Harry's prick. Thoughts of his lover preparing himself had him snapping his hips upward, Harry riding them to completion.
"You are the spice of my life, my heart."