Who: Romana and Severus When: Thursday, April 11 Where: Their place What: Being married and happy, cookies and putting Daisy to bed. Rating/Warnings: High-ish. There's some heavy petting and under the clothes hands action. Status: Complete
Severus came into the living room, wiping his hands on a towel. He’d been in the kitchen, cooking an apology meal. The explosion in the garage had been an accident, but it was going to take some cleaning and repairing to get everything back to normal. He’d probably spend most of the day in there on Saturday.
“I’m making cookies for dessert,” he said.
Daisy, who had been sitting with a coloring book and a box of markers, perked up considerably at the word ‘cookie.’ “Cookie! Cookie! Cookie!”
Severus probably shouldn’t have mentioned anything about the cookies until after dinner.
Ever since Romana had looked at the explosion, she’d just been trying not to laugh and shaking her head. She wasn’t that surprised though she was doing her best to hide it from him. Hide how amused she was instead of annoyed. Especially when he was going to cook her dinner.
“Cookies, hm? Well I’m hoping that the kitchen doesn’t look like the garage, but we’ll see,” she said bemusedly.
How lucky was Severus that he'd found a woman so understanding of his crazy dreams and funny new hobbies. He was more in love with her than ever before, as he could tell she wasn't as angry as any other woman would have been. He hadn't quite caught how amused she was, but when he did, he'd probably snog her breathless.
"I... It doesn't," he said, torn between sheepish and indignant. "Well the cookies will taste delicious, either way."
Oh yes he was so very lucky. Of course she had a bunch of crazy dreams herself and understood the whole blowing things up and trying to make them better. Not that Romana would ever blow anything up. As long as they could fix the garage and no one had been hurt, she would be okay with it. Not happy of course, but not upset either. Slightly amused, cause hey. That was kind of funny.
“Suck up cookies. I could get used to that. Hopefully you’ll blow things up a lot more.”
Severus laughed. He moved over into the living room a daisy with playing on the floor and picked her up in his arms. He bounced her a little and brought forth a peel of laughter from the small girl, and then rested her on his hip.
"Come on, Mama, lets go have some cookies." He said giving Romana a big grin--well, a big grin for Severus, which was quite small compared to what other people might grin. It shouldn’t be a surprise that being around his family made him one of the happiest people in the world.
Well it was just the truth. With a smirk she got up and followed them so that they could have some cookies. At least they weren’t giving the kid cookies before dinner. It always amused her when he smiled or laughed though. Neither one of them were very smiling or laughing people. Unless they were around each other.
“Let’s hope dad hasn’t burnt all the cookies, right Daisy?” she quipped.
“Not burnt! Not burnt!” Daisy was clapping her hands, still nestled in Sev’s arms. She laughed. “Daddy go boom! Boom, Daddy!” She said.
Severus chuckled. “No more booms, Daisy. That was a one-time boom.”
“Like rainbow lights!” She added.
“No, that was nothing like fireworks,” he said, very patiently. “That was an accident.”
Of course, when he said accident, Daisy probably thought about potty training.
Romana tried not to laugh at her daughter’s words but it was hard not to. “Daddy better not go boom again if he knows what’s good for him. No more fireworks. Daddy almost got hurt.” That was probably something important to explain to their daughter. She couldn’t go playing with things where she’d get injured or whatever.
Though she didn’t even know if Daisy really understood what she was trying to say. She grabbed some cookies and handed one over to Daisy before taking a bite of her own.
The garage was definitely off limits. Absolutely. No toddlers in the garage. Not now that the explosion happened, or before when his equipment was in there. Definitely not after he had everything fixed and cleaned. He could probably do it all magically, though he thought he would have to put a little elbow grease in. For penitence.
“No more booms, honey.” Severus said, setting Daisy down at the kitchen table. He moved to the oven and picked up a couple of cookies off the cooling rack. They were still warm, but not too hot to the touch. He brought them over to the table for Daisy, assuming that Romana would help herself. “Maybe we’ll have fireworks on the Fourth of July, though.”
They’d scared Daisy last year. Maybe she was old enough this year.
Romana certainly wasn’t going to let Daisy anywhere near all of his equipment and things. He might have been magical, but she didn’t trust any of that at all. Then again she was a woman of science and things. Mostly she nodded her head and pretended to understand what he was talking about.
The cookies weren’t burnt, she was surprised. And they were good. Double surprised. “That sounds like the appropriate time for fireworks. As long as they’re supervised.” She gave Severus a Look and then smiled.
Sometimes Severus didn’t know what he was talking about, either. He’d skipped over a lot of his schooling in his dreams. So he knew that these things worked, he just didn’t know why or how, really. But he was a Potions Master, so everything he made was absolutely safe. Twelve or more years of brewing these things for school and other reasons meant that he could do them in his sleep.
He chuckled softly. “Yes, Daisy. Your mother must supervise the fireworks at all times.” He gave Romana a smile and a wink. “Don’t worry. I promise I will do everything in my power to make sure that it never happens again.”
That was quite like how her dreams went. She didn’t have many or any at all growing up and knowing how to be a Time Lord. In her dreams she was an adult and just knew things. Smarter than most or something. The thought that she might one day have two hearts freaked her out a bit though. Still they had to be careful not to get the dreams confused too much with reality.
Romana nodded knowingly. “You’re darn right. Don’t make me supervise everything else too,” she teased. Though she knew he would be more careful. If he did it a second time, well then there would be words.
Daisy may or may not have known what the word ‘supervise’ meant, but she was certainly enjoying eating her cookie. She’d had her bath after dinner, and was ready for bed once she’d finished her cookies and brushed her teeth.
Severus moved to pack up the rest of the cookies to store them in the jar. “Wouldn’t dream of it. Some things are meant for privacy.” He added, then gave his wife a little smirk. “How are the cookies?”
Daisy rubbed her tummy and gave a “yum yum!”
As long as Daisy was enjoying herself, that was all that mattered. Even if they were giving her sugar before bedtime. “Oh yes, I wouldn’t dream of interrupting your private time. Though it does make me wonder what it is you’re doing. Besides blowing things up, I mean.” She smirked back at him. She always loved that they could both tease each other.
“They’re good. Really good. You should make these more often.”
Severus gave a chuckle. “All right. That recipe is a keeper.” He felt that after his dreams, learning more about potions and potion-making, he was getting to be a better cook because of it. He understood ingredients more, and how they interacted with each other. He understood why certain ingredients worked better than others--not just because of taste, but texture and nutrient value. It was all fascinating to him.
“We’ll make it a weekly thing. Cookie night. After dinner,” he added, looking over to Daisy. She had chocolate all over her cheeks now.
If the magic stuff was going to make him a better cook then she was all for it. She’d definitely like it if he cooked all the time. Not that she was a bad cook or anything but she was all for him cooking and not her. “Cookie night. You’re a genius. Can we have cake night? And pie night as well?” She was teasing for the most part.
Oh dear. Daisy would need another bath after all this. “You’re the one who gave her cookies, you get to clean her up.”
“Of course we can. We can have ice cream night, too.” He said, putting the lid onto the cookie jar. He turned around and gave a laugh at the look on Daisy’s face. “All right. I suppose if it’s necessary...” He wetted a kitchen cloth at the tap, then moved over and wiped down the struggling toddler’s face.
“C’mon, Love, it’s time to brush your teeth.” Severus said.
“But I’m not sleepy!” Daisy responded, giving a little whine.
“We’ll use your My Little Pony toothpaste,” Severus did his best to usher Daisy up and out of the kitchen toward the bathroom. Normally the temptation of My Little Pony was enough to get her backside in gear.
“You’re a genius. Though I’m going to remember that it’s you who came up with that. And not me.” Because it was much better to blame Severus for everything instead of herself. Watching them go, Romana went to get herself ready for bed. She was still in her work clothes, which was awful. She put on her pjs and then joined the two in Daisy’s room so that they could tuck her in.
It didn’t take long for Severus to get Daisy’s teeth and hair brushed, and her face washed. Then they all joined up in Daisy’s room to read her a story from whichever book she chose. Severus preferred Winnie the Pooh to Disney Princesses, but it was always Daisy’s choice. Sometimes he’d force let Romana read it, if it was one he couldn’t stomach.
Ah yes. There was nothing better than listening to her husband have to do the voices for Disney Princesses. His Ariel impression was spot on. Romana always tried not to laugh. She sat with the two of them and let him read. She kissed her daughter on the forehead and gave her a hug. “Good night, my love.”
“G’night, Sweetheart.” Severus said, ruffling up Daisy’s hair. Then he turned out the light and led Romana from the room. “Let’s see how many times she tries to get up for a glass of water.” He teased a little, leading his wife down the hallway.
Ah, adult time. They could make out wherever they wanted to without worry of Daisy seeing and going “ewww.”
“Probably quite a few. She didn’t seem all that tired after you gave her cookies before bed.” Romana gave him a bit of a look and then went out to the living room to relax on the couch. She could do with some adult time. Making out and all of that. Like teenagers. She missed that.
“Now.. what ever shall we do with our time?”
Severus plopped down next to her on the sofa and lifted her legs up into his lap. “Fingers crossed she goes straight to sleep,” he said. Sometimes that was the case. When they were lucky. “Mmmm. I dunno,” he leaned in, wrapping his arms around his wife’s body and pulling her close. “What shall we do?”
Romana sincerely doubted it. She was hyper on her own sugar, she could only imagine how Daisy was going to fair. She leaned up against her husband and nuzzled his neck. “I definitely think we should neck on the couch.”
Severus laughed. “I really, really, really like this plan.” He said, then turned to catch her lips with his own. Ah, making out on the sofa like a couple of teenagers. He just might throw in some playful, awkward groping, just for kicks.
Her lips pressed up against his roughly, since making out was lots of fun. It was nice and if he did some awkward groping, that was totally fine with her. There would be some heavy petting and grinding as well. Her hands slid up inside his shirt, teasingly.
Part of what made it feel like fun was the idea that Daisy could come out and catch them any moment. So they had to be stealthy, had to keep clothes on. Once they were sure she was sleeping, they could either rip into each other’s outfits here on the sofa, or move to the bedroom for more. But as it was, Sev kept his hands above Ro’s clothes, groping and caressing her curves as he kissed her hungrily. It only made him want her more and more.
It was kind of dirty to have their clothes on and be quick and quiet about it. That they could be caught, even by their kid was exhilarating. She moaned against his mouth, pressing up against him. It was so hard for her not to sit on his lap and unbuckle his pants. Her fingers teased his skin, and she kissed him harder.
The hand on her breast through her clothes moved down her stomach to slip between her legs, rubbing there as best he could with her pants in the way. He chuckled against her mouth, then kissed his way along her jaw to her neck. It was exquisite torture. He wanted so very badly to lift her into his arms and rush her to the bedroom.
Romana couldn’t help but whimper against his mouth. The more he kept rubbing her like that, the wetter she got. She wanted him. One hand slid up into his hair, tugging on it a bit before she had her head drawn back. “Severus.. you.. we should get into bed.”
“Don’t have to tell me twice.” Sev said, then moved his hand away so he could wrap both arms down and around her and lift her up. He climbed to his feet, with incredible strength and agility for a man of his wiry shape, and carried his wife with him to the bedroom, stumbling only once as he tried to kiss her again while moving.
Wiggling her eyebrows at him, Romana wrapped herself around him and let him carry her off to the bedroom. She pressed kisses against his neck, undoing his shirt and moving to take off his clothes as he carried them off. She giggled against his lips as he stumbled and then locked the bedroom door behind them.