FIC: Savouring the Moment
Title: Savouring the Moment
Series: Double Trouble Series
Author: freakingcrups
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Draco + the twins (Lyra and Cassi).
Rating: Hard PG-13/Light R
Summary: The twins are sick with the flu, so Draco and Harry try to make the most out of the quiet time.
Word Count: 890 words.
Warnings/Content: Mpreg, some course language and the double!trouble twins (ugh oh).
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's notes: Thank you to kitty_fic for betaing this for me! This was written for the August challenge (eating healthy for two) at harrydracompreg and for the word “flu” on my Cotton Candy bingo card. Sorry I didn’t update the Double Trouble series earlier. Life has been hectic with uni unfortunately.
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“Daddy?” Lyra held out her little hand and Draco took it, pressing it to his lips. She sniffled, her little nose, a vibrant red at that very moment, twitched. “I feel sick.”
“It’s okay, Quidditch Star,” Draco soothed, running a hand over her forehead. “You just rest, okay?”
His little girl nodded shortly, her dark hair mussed across her face. Draco smoothed it down and smiled. He rose from his kneeling position and went over to Cassi, smoothing her hair as well and kissing her heated cheek.
“Go to sleep, okay? Daddy and Da are right here if you need us.”
Both girls nodded, but their eyes were already drooping into a half sleep. Smiling to himself, Draco quietly opened the door and made his way downstairs. He already knew where he would find Harry. He spent a lot of time there lately. Snorting to himself, Draco entered the kitchen and strode up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his pregnant husband.
“How are they?” Harry asked as he bit into the strawberry he had in his hand.
“Sick,” Draco admitted, “Who knew that the only thing that could tire those two out is the flu?”
“And I can’t even enjoy the silence,” Harry said sadly.
“They’ll be fine.” Draco kissed Harry on the cheek and made his way around the table. “We got the flu when we were their age too.”
“I know.” Harry took another bite of the strawberry before throwing the leftovers in the rubbish bin next to him.
Draco looked at the mounds of fruit that sat in front of Harry and grinned. “Hungry?”
Harry laughed. “Very. I’m eating for two I’ll have you remember. You did do this to me, after all. At least this baby craves healthy food.”
“That’s my boy.”
“How do you know it’s a boy?” He raised an eyebrow, chuckling.
Draco smirked. “Because I say it is.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “I think it’s a girl.”
“Another one?” Draco tried not to grimace. “It’s hard enough with two girls; we don’t need another, Harry. We don't even know what we will say to these two when it's time for them to know things.”
“We have heaps of time to learn what to tell them from Hermione,” Harry shrugged as he snatched up a banana, peeling it.
“That’s your job, Potter. I’m not telling them about vaginas.”
“Draco! Don’t be childish.” Harry laughed anyway.
“Can’t we get Granger to do it?” Draco grumbled as he crossed his arms and sent Harry his best pleading look. It failed because it always looked more like a leer and it never worked on Harry, but he never stopped trying.
“No, we’re their parents, not Hermione.” Harry grinned mischievously, “I’m sure Hermione has lots of books to read about being a female.”
“That’s what I’m dreading.” Draco let his head drop on the table, groaning.
“I’m sure the talk will be nothing compared to when they get boyfriends.”
Draco raised his head, ready to give his husband a piece of his mind in terms of boyfriends, but stopped short when he saw Harry slip the banana in his mouth. Harry didn’t seem to notice his gaze as he sucked on it, savouring the taste, before biting off a large piece. Draco swallowed through a dry throat, his attention fully on Harry enjoying the taste of the banana way too much. His pants grew tight and he stood, licking his lips as he made his way around the table. Harry did look at him then, his brows furrowed in confusion.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Harry?” Draco asked, hooking his fingers under Harry’s chin and raising it, he kissed him passionately, his tongue pushing into his unsuspecting mouth.
At first Harry didn’t respond, trying to catch up to what was happening no doubt, before he stood, dropped the half-eaten banana on the table and returned the kiss. His arms wrapped around Draco’s neck, dragging him closer. Their bodies pressed against each other, friction eliciting moans from both of them.
Draco lifted Harry to sit on the table and spread his legs, giving him more room to rub his hard, constricted cock against Harry’s as their tongues entangled in a domineering kiss. It had been so long since they were able to have this sort of private time and Draco was going to take full advantage of it.
He broke the kiss to breathe and smiled at Harry’s flushed face. “Merlin, you’re beautiful.”
“Draco,” Harry groaned. His hands gripped Draco’s hips and dragged him closer so their crotches rubbed against each other. “God, fuck me. I want you so badly.”
“Yesssss,” Draco hissed, laying butterfly kisses along Harry’s jaw.
“DADDY!”
Draco paused, not quite sure he heard his name or not. Harry’s disappointed face, however, told him he did. Draco groaned, this time in his own disappointment.
Harry caressed Draco’s cheek, a sad smile on his face. “My turn?”
Draco didn’t think he could make it upstairs with the hard-on he was sporting, so he nodded. He kissed Harry once more before helping him off the table.
“We’ll finish this later,” Harry promised, but Draco doubted it. He smiled anyway.
With another sad smile, Harry walked out of the room, rather stiffly. Even with the situation, Draco laughed. He wondered if Granger wanted to babysit two little girls once they were well. He sure hoped so because he might just beg her if it came to it.
Series: Double Trouble Series
Author: freakingcrups
Pairing(s)/Character(s): Harry/Draco + the twins (Lyra and Cassi).
Rating: Hard PG-13/Light R
Summary: The twins are sick with the flu, so Draco and Harry try to make the most out of the quiet time.
Word Count: 890 words.
Warnings/Content: Mpreg, some course language and the double!trouble twins (ugh oh).
Disclaimer: Harry Potter characters are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No profit is being made, and no copyright infringement is intended.
Author's notes: Thank you to kitty_fic for betaing this for me! This was written for the August challenge (eating healthy for two) at harrydracompreg and for the word “flu” on my Cotton Candy bingo card. Sorry I didn’t update the Double Trouble series earlier. Life has been hectic with uni unfortunately.
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“Daddy?” Lyra held out her little hand and Draco took it, pressing it to his lips. She sniffled, her little nose, a vibrant red at that very moment, twitched. “I feel sick.”
“It’s okay, Quidditch Star,” Draco soothed, running a hand over her forehead. “You just rest, okay?”
His little girl nodded shortly, her dark hair mussed across her face. Draco smoothed it down and smiled. He rose from his kneeling position and went over to Cassi, smoothing her hair as well and kissing her heated cheek.
“Go to sleep, okay? Daddy and Da are right here if you need us.”
Both girls nodded, but their eyes were already drooping into a half sleep. Smiling to himself, Draco quietly opened the door and made his way downstairs. He already knew where he would find Harry. He spent a lot of time there lately. Snorting to himself, Draco entered the kitchen and strode up behind Harry, wrapping his arms around his pregnant husband.
“How are they?” Harry asked as he bit into the strawberry he had in his hand.
“Sick,” Draco admitted, “Who knew that the only thing that could tire those two out is the flu?”
“And I can’t even enjoy the silence,” Harry said sadly.
“They’ll be fine.” Draco kissed Harry on the cheek and made his way around the table. “We got the flu when we were their age too.”
“I know.” Harry took another bite of the strawberry before throwing the leftovers in the rubbish bin next to him.
Draco looked at the mounds of fruit that sat in front of Harry and grinned. “Hungry?”
Harry laughed. “Very. I’m eating for two I’ll have you remember. You did do this to me, after all. At least this baby craves healthy food.”
“That’s my boy.”
“How do you know it’s a boy?” He raised an eyebrow, chuckling.
Draco smirked. “Because I say it is.”
Harry rolled his eyes. “I think it’s a girl.”
“Another one?” Draco tried not to grimace. “It’s hard enough with two girls; we don’t need another, Harry. We don't even know what we will say to these two when it's time for them to know things.”
“We have heaps of time to learn what to tell them from Hermione,” Harry shrugged as he snatched up a banana, peeling it.
“That’s your job, Potter. I’m not telling them about vaginas.”
“Draco! Don’t be childish.” Harry laughed anyway.
“Can’t we get Granger to do it?” Draco grumbled as he crossed his arms and sent Harry his best pleading look. It failed because it always looked more like a leer and it never worked on Harry, but he never stopped trying.
“No, we’re their parents, not Hermione.” Harry grinned mischievously, “I’m sure Hermione has lots of books to read about being a female.”
“That’s what I’m dreading.” Draco let his head drop on the table, groaning.
“I’m sure the talk will be nothing compared to when they get boyfriends.”
Draco raised his head, ready to give his husband a piece of his mind in terms of boyfriends, but stopped short when he saw Harry slip the banana in his mouth. Harry didn’t seem to notice his gaze as he sucked on it, savouring the taste, before biting off a large piece. Draco swallowed through a dry throat, his attention fully on Harry enjoying the taste of the banana way too much. His pants grew tight and he stood, licking his lips as he made his way around the table. Harry did look at him then, his brows furrowed in confusion.
“Do you have any idea what you do to me, Harry?” Draco asked, hooking his fingers under Harry’s chin and raising it, he kissed him passionately, his tongue pushing into his unsuspecting mouth.
At first Harry didn’t respond, trying to catch up to what was happening no doubt, before he stood, dropped the half-eaten banana on the table and returned the kiss. His arms wrapped around Draco’s neck, dragging him closer. Their bodies pressed against each other, friction eliciting moans from both of them.
Draco lifted Harry to sit on the table and spread his legs, giving him more room to rub his hard, constricted cock against Harry’s as their tongues entangled in a domineering kiss. It had been so long since they were able to have this sort of private time and Draco was going to take full advantage of it.
He broke the kiss to breathe and smiled at Harry’s flushed face. “Merlin, you’re beautiful.”
“Draco,” Harry groaned. His hands gripped Draco’s hips and dragged him closer so their crotches rubbed against each other. “God, fuck me. I want you so badly.”
“Yesssss,” Draco hissed, laying butterfly kisses along Harry’s jaw.
“DADDY!”
Draco paused, not quite sure he heard his name or not. Harry’s disappointed face, however, told him he did. Draco groaned, this time in his own disappointment.
Harry caressed Draco’s cheek, a sad smile on his face. “My turn?”
Draco didn’t think he could make it upstairs with the hard-on he was sporting, so he nodded. He kissed Harry once more before helping him off the table.
“We’ll finish this later,” Harry promised, but Draco doubted it. He smiled anyway.
With another sad smile, Harry walked out of the room, rather stiffly. Even with the situation, Draco laughed. He wondered if Granger wanted to babysit two little girls once they were well. He sure hoped so because he might just beg her if it came to it.