Light the candle

~Fourteen~

"And don't worry, I'll never abandon you. You're both my family." Severus humes.

"I got the impression that me and the baby weren't good enough for you." He says in a low voice.

"Baby, you really want to be punished, don't you?" Harry nibbles the lower lobe of his wife's ear.

"Ha-Harry?!" The young man moves his hands up the Slytherin's pyjama top and begins to attack the nipples.

"Angh!" Severus moans. He notices that his nipples are much more sensitive than usual. Bloody pregnancy!

"You're going to have to beg me to come, baby." Harry whispers against his ear. He then licks his neck.

"Ngh! I don't beg." The Slytherin suppresses a moan and puts his hand over his mouth. He also feels his lower abdomen contract and his sex begin to erect. His cheeks are on fire.

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"So Mrs Potter doesn't beg, does he?" Harry has one hand propping up his chin, grinning broadly as he sits opposite his wife. His other hand caresses the dark-eyed wizard's forearm.

Severus shakes his forearm to remove the young wizard's hand with disgust, his cheeks completely red. He resumed eating his waffles.

"Oh come on, how much longer are you going to sulk?" The Potion Master hasn't spoken to him since they left the training room. They then took a bath together and now they're sitting down to eat. The young wizard contemplated his wife's eating.

"I'm not sulking!" Severus retorted fiercely. Then he looked at his husband, who was smiling smugly.

"You're such an imp." He snaps.

"Thank you. I take that as a compliment, baby." The Potion Master rolls his eyes.

"What do you want? Don't you see I'm eating now, Harry?" He growls annoyingly.

"Oh nothing, my wife." Severus huffs seeing the fox smile than the young man wears.

"Why didn't you tell me about Draco? About his regression?" He asks a little hurt to be kept in the dark about his godson's mental health. Although he understood his godson's reaction at the luncheon where he introduced Harry as his lover.

"It wasn't my place to tell you." The black eyes sigh. He adds more ice cream to his waffle.

"I know you're upset that Draco was keeping you in the dark. I've tried more than once before to convince him to talk to you about it or at least show you the scars so you can treat them." Harry states, admiring fondly his wife eating his waffle with passion.

"It's not that I didn't want to tell you, Uncle Sev, but I just couldn't do it." A blond-haired man with grey eyes, holding a stuffed dragon, appeared in the dining room. Severus almost makes a wrong turn with the food he's just swallowed. By Salazar!

"Nightmare." Harry says. It wasn't a question but a statement on his part. The blond nodded and the green-eyed wizard moved his chair back.

Draco promptly sat down on Harry's lap.

"But, strangely enough, Harry manages to make me talk." Draco continues.

"His bloody green eyes." The black eyes curse, having managed to swallow the rest of his waffle properly.

"Tell me about it." The blond snorts. Harry rolls his eyes.

"Now that you're awake, tell me why you've hardly eaten anything for 3 days." The young wizard with emerald eyes voice deepens, making the blond shudder.