Deserving Chapter 44
The story so far: Severus has given birth to Harry's daughter with the aid of a Gorean centaur. I've said it before and I'll say it again: Deserving means never having to say you're bullshitting. If TVTropes still had the I Am Not Making This Up section, the entire fic could have gone in there.
“I wasn’t expecting you to get lost in the Forbidden Forest, get rescued by Centaurs, give birth to my child and have sex with me all in one day’s time,” said Harry with a teasing smile.
But in this fic, I wouldn't be surprised if he did.
Severus nodded. “He told me that he is an orphan. Centaurs mate with women but they seldom keep them by their side. When Amador’s mother died he was taken to the Centaurs only to find out that his father had died also. All the other Centaurs picked on him because he was small and weak but things changed when Shan took a good look at him and found that he was sweet on the eyes. Shan told Amador from the get go that he was used to being in charge and that he expected Amador to be his sub. Amador confessed to me that he did not really know what that meant at the moment but he did know that the idea send chills up his spine. There was something enchanting about submitting to a powerful male like Shan.”
Amador the Gorean centaur represents Severus in this side-story. Can you tell?
“Amador was taking a bath in the river one day when he saw Shan devouring him with his eyes. He could see the desire in the powerful male’s eyes and given the fact that centaurs do not wear clothing he could see it in other parts of his body also.”
If you thought humans had a tough job concealing when we're attracted to someone, imagine being a centaur. I was under the impression that they traditionally took human women as mates, not always consensually, rather than mating among themselves anyway.
“Amador knew he wanted to accept Shan’s demand of being submissive to the powerful centaur, but at that moment he grew fearful and made a run for it. Shan chased him through the forest until he captured him and took him by force. Amador cried in pain. “I am sorry little one,” Shan said “but it has to be like this. Now it will be your decision to be with me or not. You will not bathe or wipe away the blood that hangs on your legs. You will not take anything for the pain.
I don't think Nurofen is proven for centaur buggery in any case.
“But how could he want to be with someone who hurt him?”
Severus looked at him and then looked away. Harry understood.
With the aid of the giant anvil.
“Amador told me that he soon found out the privileges of being Shan’s sub. The teasing ended immediately. And that night, after everyone saw him crouched by Shan, he was taken into the cave, with Shan’s permission and bathed by the other mateless centaurs. They covered him with aromatic oils and left some next to a mat that was set for them. Shan came in and kissed him for the first time. Shan then guided Amador to the mat and inserted his finger with some pain medicine in Amador’s rectum making the pain halt immediately.
Where do the centaurs get stocks of aromatic oils and analgesic suppositories? Is there a Boots in the Forbidden Forest?
He then made love to him in such a tender way that it was hard to believe that that had been the same Centaur who had violated him earlier.”
Taking healing cock to a whole new level of unfortunate implications.
“Shan carved a plug for Amador and when he makes loved to him he keeps his seed inside his sub by plugging him. The tribe can all see when Amador has been taken by his mate.”
I don't know whether this image of a centaur running around with a cork up his arse is disgusting, hilarious or both. What if he needs to take a dump? (The same goes for Severus in Chapter 40, for that matter.) And do centaurs have mpreg?
Severus shook his head again. “No, Sir, Amador is proud to show that he is wanted by his mate. It is when he is not plug that he feels the humiliation. When he crosses Shan, Shan withholds sex from him and the whole tribe knows of it.
Centaur gossip. "Mars is bright tonight." "Oh, forget that, did you see him running around without a cork in his bum? What a loser!"
“It is part of it. He usually uses a switch to keep Amador in check.”
“A SWITCH!
Harry the ALLCAPS parrot.
“He does and therefore he tends to all his needs. When Amador does something that displeases him he uses the switch then all is forgiven and it is never mentioned again.”
Again Severus was saying volumes more than he was speaking.
Do you suppose it's like the long-forgotten ruler (*thwack*), by any chance?
“So…” Harry said leaning his head in a thinking position. “… if I wanted to discipline you I could simply use my hand,” he said tentatively.
Oh, joy of joys. Like we can't see what's coming here.
He remembered that Poppy had said that Severus should keep his feet up and drink plenty of water while breastfeeding. Well, his feet were up so Harry accio a glass of water from the kitchen
The Summoning Charm only, well, summons. Did there just happen to be a full glass of water waiting in the kitchen?
Soon they were back to sleep but an hour later Serena cried again.
“It hasn’t been three hours. There must be something wrong with her,” Harry reasoned as he picked up his crying daughter.
“Her nappy might be soil,” suggested Severus.
Harry stuck his finger in the diaper and found that Severus’ hypothesis was correct.
Harry Potter and the Methods of Childcare.
“What?! Brewing!!! NO Way! You have plenty on your plate with a new born and a toddler,” said an outraged Harry. “Look, I can handle it. I can work and help you out. I am sure I am not the first father to do so.”
“Yes, but as you mention Serena is not our only child, we also have Richard.
Who's patiently awaiting their attention in the offstage waiting room.
“Maybe a second elf,” offered Harry.
“You will of course let me know when you are giving this information to Kreacher so I can make sure not to be in the country,” said Severus with raised eyebrows.
Okay, I do half like this exchange.
“It did not come with an ‘I am an idiot’ clause in it,” he said adding a twisted mouth to his already gigantic eyes.
It was assumed, because everyone is in this fic.
The door sprung open and before Harry knew what was happening his hands were full with Richard.
“I am back!” Richard declared. “Mr. Kingsley brought me home on his way to work. Why aren’t you working Dada?” asked Richard in one breath.
This is what two-year-olds talk like. On the moon.
“Do I not get a kiss this morning?” said Severus to his son who just realized that his papa was there and climbed up to the bed to give his papa a kiss and a hug. “The little baby girl in the crib is your little sister who has come out of my belly to be part of our family.”
And once again we're left pondering the mechanics of just how the hell that even works.
Richard looked down at his papa’s belly. “Do you mean she won’t be kicking you anymore?”
“I believe that I have explained to you on numerous occasions that she was not kicking me. She was merely stretching as baby tend to do,” explained Severus to his sometimes obstinate son as Harry placed Serena in Severus’ arms.
Two-year-olds routinely know how pregnancy works.
“I will need a nappy,” announced Severus holding back his husband’s wand hand.
Richard jumped off the bed and got the requested item.
“Thank you, Richard you are most helpful, if only I had remembered to ask for a wet towel while you were already up,” said Severus calculating his every word.
“I can get that too,” said Richard sprinting to the washroom.
I repeat, two. Nearly three, but still.
“Dada!!! You know I can take care of my baby sister and papa. Just go to work. Mr. Kingsley is going to be very cross if you are late and I am not going to use my connections with Nicky to get you out of trouble,” warned the tiny little person.
Severus had to look away so as not to laugh. Harry was so stunned that his son knew the concept of connections that he could not utter a sound or move a muscle.
... yeah, he's not the only one. What.
Richard turned red and began to taunt his fathers amongst a fit of giggles. “Papa and Dada are in love,” he chanted.
Okay, now he's getting creepy.
Almost two months had passed by
Two... more months of absolutely sod-all happening anywhere in the world?
“Sir, I have wanted you for days now. It has taken so much to work up the valor to approach you with my need,” whispered Severus.
I like how natural the dialogue is in this fic.
Severus straightened up knowing that he deserved whatever punishment his husband dished out. His whole posture became submissive an act that did not go unnoticed by Harry.
[...]
“Three more for worrying yourself sick thinking that I would not allow you to brew the potion for your little snakes.
He did brew the potion for Harry's little snake, though.
“I want you. You can see my desire; can’t you? But when I have to punish you for acts against your persona I have to make sure you won’t do it again. So every time I have to punish you for this reason you will be denying me my pleasure. That should make you think twice before hurting yourself.”
I don't know if it's just because we haven't had any scenes like this for a while, but Harry suddenly seems to have become a pompous motormouth again.
Harry looked at the alabaster bottom that was facing him and could not help but to caress the skin.
ALABASTER BOTTOM. That is all.
“I have to sleep with you knowing that you are fit to be taken but not being able to. I want you to look as unattractive as possible not that I think that would help much.”
Not with the Eau de Soulmate working its mojo.
This was more a punishment to Severus than a hundred smacks to his ass.
Severus owns a donkey? Continued...
“I wasn’t expecting you to get lost in the Forbidden Forest, get rescued by Centaurs, give birth to my child and have sex with me all in one day’s time,” said Harry with a teasing smile.
But in this fic, I wouldn't be surprised if he did.
Severus nodded. “He told me that he is an orphan. Centaurs mate with women but they seldom keep them by their side. When Amador’s mother died he was taken to the Centaurs only to find out that his father had died also. All the other Centaurs picked on him because he was small and weak but things changed when Shan took a good look at him and found that he was sweet on the eyes. Shan told Amador from the get go that he was used to being in charge and that he expected Amador to be his sub. Amador confessed to me that he did not really know what that meant at the moment but he did know that the idea send chills up his spine. There was something enchanting about submitting to a powerful male like Shan.”
Amador the Gorean centaur represents Severus in this side-story. Can you tell?
“Amador was taking a bath in the river one day when he saw Shan devouring him with his eyes. He could see the desire in the powerful male’s eyes and given the fact that centaurs do not wear clothing he could see it in other parts of his body also.”
If you thought humans had a tough job concealing when we're attracted to someone, imagine being a centaur. I was under the impression that they traditionally took human women as mates, not always consensually, rather than mating among themselves anyway.
“Amador knew he wanted to accept Shan’s demand of being submissive to the powerful centaur, but at that moment he grew fearful and made a run for it. Shan chased him through the forest until he captured him and took him by force. Amador cried in pain. “I am sorry little one,” Shan said “but it has to be like this. Now it will be your decision to be with me or not. You will not bathe or wipe away the blood that hangs on your legs. You will not take anything for the pain.
I don't think Nurofen is proven for centaur buggery in any case.
“But how could he want to be with someone who hurt him?”
Severus looked at him and then looked away. Harry understood.
With the aid of the giant anvil.
“Amador told me that he soon found out the privileges of being Shan’s sub. The teasing ended immediately. And that night, after everyone saw him crouched by Shan, he was taken into the cave, with Shan’s permission and bathed by the other mateless centaurs. They covered him with aromatic oils and left some next to a mat that was set for them. Shan came in and kissed him for the first time. Shan then guided Amador to the mat and inserted his finger with some pain medicine in Amador’s rectum making the pain halt immediately.
Where do the centaurs get stocks of aromatic oils and analgesic suppositories? Is there a Boots in the Forbidden Forest?
He then made love to him in such a tender way that it was hard to believe that that had been the same Centaur who had violated him earlier.”
Taking healing cock to a whole new level of unfortunate implications.
“Shan carved a plug for Amador and when he makes loved to him he keeps his seed inside his sub by plugging him. The tribe can all see when Amador has been taken by his mate.”
I don't know whether this image of a centaur running around with a cork up his arse is disgusting, hilarious or both. What if he needs to take a dump? (The same goes for Severus in Chapter 40, for that matter.) And do centaurs have mpreg?
Severus shook his head again. “No, Sir, Amador is proud to show that he is wanted by his mate. It is when he is not plug that he feels the humiliation. When he crosses Shan, Shan withholds sex from him and the whole tribe knows of it.
Centaur gossip. "Mars is bright tonight." "Oh, forget that, did you see him running around without a cork in his bum? What a loser!"
“It is part of it. He usually uses a switch to keep Amador in check.”
“A SWITCH!
Harry the ALLCAPS parrot.
“He does and therefore he tends to all his needs. When Amador does something that displeases him he uses the switch then all is forgiven and it is never mentioned again.”
Again Severus was saying volumes more than he was speaking.
Do you suppose it's like the long-forgotten ruler (*thwack*), by any chance?
“So…” Harry said leaning his head in a thinking position. “… if I wanted to discipline you I could simply use my hand,” he said tentatively.
Oh, joy of joys. Like we can't see what's coming here.
He remembered that Poppy had said that Severus should keep his feet up and drink plenty of water while breastfeeding. Well, his feet were up so Harry accio a glass of water from the kitchen
The Summoning Charm only, well, summons. Did there just happen to be a full glass of water waiting in the kitchen?
Soon they were back to sleep but an hour later Serena cried again.
“It hasn’t been three hours. There must be something wrong with her,” Harry reasoned as he picked up his crying daughter.
“Her nappy might be soil,” suggested Severus.
Harry stuck his finger in the diaper and found that Severus’ hypothesis was correct.
Harry Potter and the Methods of Childcare.
“What?! Brewing!!! NO Way! You have plenty on your plate with a new born and a toddler,” said an outraged Harry. “Look, I can handle it. I can work and help you out. I am sure I am not the first father to do so.”
“Yes, but as you mention Serena is not our only child, we also have Richard.
Who's patiently awaiting their attention in the offstage waiting room.
“Maybe a second elf,” offered Harry.
“You will of course let me know when you are giving this information to Kreacher so I can make sure not to be in the country,” said Severus with raised eyebrows.
Okay, I do half like this exchange.
“It did not come with an ‘I am an idiot’ clause in it,” he said adding a twisted mouth to his already gigantic eyes.
It was assumed, because everyone is in this fic.
The door sprung open and before Harry knew what was happening his hands were full with Richard.
“I am back!” Richard declared. “Mr. Kingsley brought me home on his way to work. Why aren’t you working Dada?” asked Richard in one breath.
This is what two-year-olds talk like. On the moon.
“Do I not get a kiss this morning?” said Severus to his son who just realized that his papa was there and climbed up to the bed to give his papa a kiss and a hug. “The little baby girl in the crib is your little sister who has come out of my belly to be part of our family.”
And once again we're left pondering the mechanics of just how the hell that even works.
Richard looked down at his papa’s belly. “Do you mean she won’t be kicking you anymore?”
“I believe that I have explained to you on numerous occasions that she was not kicking me. She was merely stretching as baby tend to do,” explained Severus to his sometimes obstinate son as Harry placed Serena in Severus’ arms.
Two-year-olds routinely know how pregnancy works.
“I will need a nappy,” announced Severus holding back his husband’s wand hand.
Richard jumped off the bed and got the requested item.
“Thank you, Richard you are most helpful, if only I had remembered to ask for a wet towel while you were already up,” said Severus calculating his every word.
“I can get that too,” said Richard sprinting to the washroom.
I repeat, two. Nearly three, but still.
“Dada!!! You know I can take care of my baby sister and papa. Just go to work. Mr. Kingsley is going to be very cross if you are late and I am not going to use my connections with Nicky to get you out of trouble,” warned the tiny little person.
Severus had to look away so as not to laugh. Harry was so stunned that his son knew the concept of connections that he could not utter a sound or move a muscle.
... yeah, he's not the only one. What.
Richard turned red and began to taunt his fathers amongst a fit of giggles. “Papa and Dada are in love,” he chanted.
Okay, now he's getting creepy.
Almost two months had passed by
Two... more months of absolutely sod-all happening anywhere in the world?
“Sir, I have wanted you for days now. It has taken so much to work up the valor to approach you with my need,” whispered Severus.
I like how natural the dialogue is in this fic.
Severus straightened up knowing that he deserved whatever punishment his husband dished out. His whole posture became submissive an act that did not go unnoticed by Harry.
[...]
“Three more for worrying yourself sick thinking that I would not allow you to brew the potion for your little snakes.
He did brew the potion for Harry's little snake, though.
“I want you. You can see my desire; can’t you? But when I have to punish you for acts against your persona I have to make sure you won’t do it again. So every time I have to punish you for this reason you will be denying me my pleasure. That should make you think twice before hurting yourself.”
I don't know if it's just because we haven't had any scenes like this for a while, but Harry suddenly seems to have become a pompous motormouth again.
Harry looked at the alabaster bottom that was facing him and could not help but to caress the skin.
ALABASTER BOTTOM. That is all.
“I have to sleep with you knowing that you are fit to be taken but not being able to. I want you to look as unattractive as possible not that I think that would help much.”
Not with the Eau de Soulmate working its mojo.
This was more a punishment to Severus than a hundred smacks to his ass.
Severus owns a donkey? Continued...