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Title: Breathe Hard
Rating : NC-17
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lilyseyes
Word Count: 100x6
Challenge:166: The Hall of Prophecy/167: Redemption
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, fluff*
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 for the once-over,the_minx_17! *muchas smoochas*
Rows of faintly glowing orbs flew by Harry as he ran along the never-ending aisle. He could hear the thud of running feet behind him, growing ever closer as he tried to count the sections. His chest burned with the effort to breathe silently. The Hall of Prophecy seemed to mock him as he frantically searched for the prophecy that Voldemort wanted so badly.
A shape lunged at him from the darkness...
"Harry!"
A deep voice startled him, Harry flinching as hands grabbed him.
With a tremendous shudder, Harry's nightmare released him and he realized his Severus held him tightly.
Sevvy awoke with a start. His Daddy was 'tared and nothing ever 'tared Daddy! Pushing the b'ankets away, Sevvy grabbed Dragon and slid out of his big boy bed. Lulu was sitting up and rubbing her eyes, too.
"He'p Daddy!" Sevvy told his sister as she t'imbed out of her 'tot.
Lulu nodded, rubbing her face on Uni'torn. The door ma'tic pri'tled and Sevvy frowned at it. Daddy was 'tared and they needed to he'p him. Lulu took his hand and their ma'tic told the door to open. Dawde wo'ted-up and ran ahead of them, towards Papa and Daddy's room.
Papa didn't li'te it when they asked the ma'tic to let them out, but she and Sevvy needed to he'p him res'tue Daddy! Having a 'tary dream was bad, Laurel thought as they ran to the door and opened it.
Dama 'troked Daddy's hair as Papa sat holding Daddy tight. Daddy was too big for Papa's lap, really, Laurel thought as she and Sevvy 'timbed onto the bed. Sevvy pushed under Papa's arm, while Laurel curled into Daddy's lap. He'd feel better with her to hold, Laurel knew, smiling.
Daddy 'tissed her hair, Dama patted her 'teek, and Papa d'roaned.
Severus groaned as he felt the additional weight of two small bodies pushing their way onto his lap. As much as he adored his children, Severus had thought to reassure his husband in a non-verbal way.
"'tary dreams rewd, Papa!" His son told him with a familiar scowl and Severus was forced to agree as he held his family close.
The clock softly chimed two before he carried little Severus back to bed. Harry settled Laurel into her cot as Severus tucked the toddler in with his dragon.
"Sweet dreams, my little serpent," Severus whispered, fingers stroking the downy hair.
Harry pressed against his husband, luxuriating in the warmth and security Severus represented. His lips grazed the underside of the firm jaw as his husband's arms tightened around him.
"Thank you for always being here." Harry breathed against the warm skin.
Severus lowered his head, nuzzling Harry's ear. "Holding you through a night terror is but a small chore, my heart, when you've been my redemption, liberating me from the clutches of two powerful, abet mad, wizards with the sheer force of your love."
Shivering at the emotion and promise in the honeyed voice, Harry rubbed seductively against his lover.
Severus pressed Harry against the soft sheets, his mouth hungry, demanding. Silent spells stretched and lubricated as he knelt between Harry's thighs. There were times when hard and fast was the only way to communicate the depth of emotion he felt for the young man he loved beyond measure.
Bending Harry's legs to his chest, Severus aligned himself and thrust hard, possessing his love in one stroke. Severus set a brutal pace, drinking in each whimper of need as Harry tightened around him. Warmth painted his belly as Severus exploded, buried deep, breathing hard.
"Fucking incredible!"
"Indeed you are, beloved."
Rating : NC-17
Author:
lilyseyesWord Count: 100x6
Challenge:166: The Hall of Prophecy/167: Redemption
Warnings: *Implied Mpreg, fluff*
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 for the once-over,
the_minx_17! *muchas smoochas*Rows of faintly glowing orbs flew by Harry as he ran along the never-ending aisle. He could hear the thud of running feet behind him, growing ever closer as he tried to count the sections. His chest burned with the effort to breathe silently. The Hall of Prophecy seemed to mock him as he frantically searched for the prophecy that Voldemort wanted so badly.
A shape lunged at him from the darkness...
"Harry!"
A deep voice startled him, Harry flinching as hands grabbed him.
With a tremendous shudder, Harry's nightmare released him and he realized his Severus held him tightly.
Sevvy awoke with a start. His Daddy was 'tared and nothing ever 'tared Daddy! Pushing the b'ankets away, Sevvy grabbed Dragon and slid out of his big boy bed. Lulu was sitting up and rubbing her eyes, too.
"He'p Daddy!" Sevvy told his sister as she t'imbed out of her 'tot.
Lulu nodded, rubbing her face on Uni'torn. The door ma'tic pri'tled and Sevvy frowned at it. Daddy was 'tared and they needed to he'p him. Lulu took his hand and their ma'tic told the door to open. Dawde wo'ted-up and ran ahead of them, towards Papa and Daddy's room.
Papa didn't li'te it when they asked the ma'tic to let them out, but she and Sevvy needed to he'p him res'tue Daddy! Having a 'tary dream was bad, Laurel thought as they ran to the door and opened it.
Dama 'troked Daddy's hair as Papa sat holding Daddy tight. Daddy was too big for Papa's lap, really, Laurel thought as she and Sevvy 'timbed onto the bed. Sevvy pushed under Papa's arm, while Laurel curled into Daddy's lap. He'd feel better with her to hold, Laurel knew, smiling.
Daddy 'tissed her hair, Dama patted her 'teek, and Papa d'roaned.
Severus groaned as he felt the additional weight of two small bodies pushing their way onto his lap. As much as he adored his children, Severus had thought to reassure his husband in a non-verbal way.
"'tary dreams rewd, Papa!" His son told him with a familiar scowl and Severus was forced to agree as he held his family close.
The clock softly chimed two before he carried little Severus back to bed. Harry settled Laurel into her cot as Severus tucked the toddler in with his dragon.
"Sweet dreams, my little serpent," Severus whispered, fingers stroking the downy hair.
Harry pressed against his husband, luxuriating in the warmth and security Severus represented. His lips grazed the underside of the firm jaw as his husband's arms tightened around him.
"Thank you for always being here." Harry breathed against the warm skin.
Severus lowered his head, nuzzling Harry's ear. "Holding you through a night terror is but a small chore, my heart, when you've been my redemption, liberating me from the clutches of two powerful, abet mad, wizards with the sheer force of your love."
Shivering at the emotion and promise in the honeyed voice, Harry rubbed seductively against his lover.
Severus pressed Harry against the soft sheets, his mouth hungry, demanding. Silent spells stretched and lubricated as he knelt between Harry's thighs. There were times when hard and fast was the only way to communicate the depth of emotion he felt for the young man he loved beyond measure.
Bending Harry's legs to his chest, Severus aligned himself and thrust hard, possessing his love in one stroke. Severus set a brutal pace, drinking in each whimper of need as Harry tightened around him. Warmth painted his belly as Severus exploded, buried deep, breathing hard.
"Fucking incredible!"
"Indeed you are, beloved."
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