Author: Eriador117
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THE BUMP
Severus was looking forward to a nice relaxing evening, maybe a nice bath, a shared one would be nice. He'd caught up on all his marking and knew it was well past time that he and Harry spent a bit more time together while they had the chance, for in a few more weeks, it wouldn't be an option.
Harry was carrying their first child, like in everything else Harry Potter wasn't a normal wizard, he'd been the first pregnant wizard for over nine hundred years, Godric Gryffindor being the last one. It was thought that the magical gene which enabled wizards to get preganant had died out long since.
Until that is, Harry was waking in the wee small hours every night to throw up, as well as the morning, afternoon and evening hours as well. Severus' poor husband had been so ill that he'd spent the first few months of his pregnancy in the Hogwarts infirmary, ably looked after by Madam Pomfrey, even though she'd never seen a pregnant wizard before in her life.
Severus pushed open the door to their chambers and was almost knocked off his feet as Harry flung himself into his arms and began bawling his eyes out. Harry's body was shaking with the force of his sobs, his fingers clutching the edge of Severus' robes.
"Harry, pet, what is it?" asked Severus stroking his husband's hair. Harry had been bursting into tears at the drop of a hat, Madam Pomfrey had warned Severus it would probably be worse for Harry as his male body hadn't been built to accomodate pregnancy hormones at all.
"The decorators put up the wrong wallpaper and now the baby's room won't be finished in time!" wailed Harry.
"Harry, that's easily fixed," said Severus. "We'll just change it magically, there's no need to fret."
"And - and I'm fat and I'm ugly and you don't love me anymore!" sobbed Harry now, almost toppling Severus over as he almost bent himself double with his weeping.
"Harry, you aren't fat, you're carrying our baby inside you, how can you say you're fat?" In truth, besides the rounded bump, Harry was on the thin side, much too thin in Severus' opinion but he didn't voice it at the moment, Harry was having enough trouble with his self-esteem as it was. "Sit down, Harry," said Severus, taking Harry's hand and leading him over to the sofa.
Harry sat down, looking up at Severus with a glazed look behind his glasses. His tears were drying now, but he still looked miserable and as his husband, wasn't it Severus' job to make sure Harry was never miserable again?
Severus knelt on the floor in front of Harry's knees, kneeling between them for Harry had spread his legs wide to accomodate his growing tummy. He leaned up and kissed Harry softly on the mouth. Harry pulled away, much too soon in Severus' opinion and he pressed forward for another kiss. "Severus, what are you doing?" asked Harry, his breath hitching.
"I'm showing you."
"Showing me what?"
"That I still love you," said Severus, pressing his lips against Harry's once more. This time Harry didn't hesitate or pull back, he kissed back passionately. One of them moaned, or maybe both. Severus unclasped Harry's robe and let it pool around Harry's shoulders. He was wearing just a t-shirt and boxers underneath, as he usually did in their quarters, it being more comfortable than trousers, even magically extended ones.
Harry's t-shirt was stretched taut over his expanded stomach, Severus broke off their kiss and stared in awe at that wonderful, miraculous bump. Their child. His and Harry's. Sometimes he just couldn't believe that this was real, that Harry had agreed to marry him, that they were together and about to bring a new witch or wizard into the world.
Severus gently caressed Harry's stomach through the cotton of the t-shirt, Harry groaned and flung his head back against the sofa cushions. "God, Severus! That feels wonderful!"
Severus glanced up and grinned before snaking his hands underneath the fabric and caressing Harry skin to skin. There were small flutterings as their child moved within his husband's body and it reminded Severus very forcibly of the night their baby was conceived. How hot, how tight Harry was and Severus moaned, before leaning down and kissing Harry's belly button, then all around Harry's bump.
Severus' cock was pressing against the seam of his trousers, but he was wary of suggesting anything, in case Harry mistook it for him just trying to get off. This was about Harry, making him feel good about himself again and Severus reached down below Harry's stomach and gripped his cock. Harry was hard already, a damp stain spreading on his boxers and the thought that Harry was hard from him stroking his stomach, their baby, sent a jolt of pleasure through him.
Severus bent to kiss Harry's belly again, pressing soft butterfly kisses alternating with small licks as Harry writhed and moaned on the sofa, his cock pulsing in Severus' hands. "You're beautiful to me, Harry," whispered Severus "Always. Never doubt it, never."
"Harder, Severus, please harder!" begged Harry as he tried fruitlessly to thrust his hips as much as he wanted. Severus knew Harry found it difficult to move as much as he used to with his new extra burden, so Severus did his best to compensate, gripping and stroking Harry as hard as he could. His hand kept slipping a little, Harry was leaking so much already, but he managed to hold on.
Suddenly, Harry screamed, arching his neck as he splattered Severus' hand and his own groin and stomach. Severus could feel every twitch of Harry's cock, feel the heat of his emission over his hands as Harry pulsed and pulsed until nothing remained but a dribble of white. Harry's t-shirt was bunched up above his stomach, belly exposed and painted in white drops.
Severus bent down to lick Harry's prick clean, loving the taste, like he always had. He hadn't known that he would begin to lick Harry's stomach, but it just seemed a natural progession. Harry gasped as soon as Severus began licking him there. Severus looked up. "Is this okay?"
"Ye - yeah," said Harry shakily, his thighs were still trembling from his orgasm and Severus knew he'd never seen a more delicious sight than a freshly debauched Harry. Severus moaned as he licked Harry's belly clean of his seed, his own prick a throbbing mass of need between his legs. As the last drops were removed, he noticed Harry was hardening again at his ministrations.
"Fuck, Severus!" screamed Harry. "I need you!"
Severus bent down, taking Harry's wonderful cock in his mouth. Oh, he could never get enough of this, this sweet taste of his husband, the heady scent that was uniquely Harry's. Harry was tugging at his head. "In me, Severus, I want you in me, please!"
Severus let Harry's cock go with a small pop. "Harry, the baby - " Not that he would mind, but he didn't want to do anything that might harm their child or Harry for that matter.
"Will be fine, Madam Pomfrey said it's fine right up until the last week. Please, Severus, please," Harry was whimpering now, sounding desperate and Severus knew it could be the hormones kicking in again. Sometimes Harry got like this and nothing could help except for a good shag.
Severus conjured a sheepsking rug for the front of the fire along with a small pile of cushions. He helped Harry tug his t-shirt over his head, then pulled down Harry's boxers. Still kneeling on the floor, Severus gazed up and placed a small kiss on Harry's rounded tummy.
Harry knelt awkwardly on the rug, before lying down on his side, his back to Severus. Severus cast a spell to divest himself of his clothes. He sighed in relief as his cock finally sprang free from its confinement before he lay down behind Harry and cast a lubricating charm on him. Harry gasped and shuffled backwards a little.
Severus took his time stretching Harry with his fingers, starting with two, knowing Harry could take it now. Harry was thrusting back on his fingers, as if he wanted to impale himself on them. Severus added a third, Harry cried out when Severus nudged his prostate. "Please! Oh, God, please!" howled Harry. "In me! In me!"
Severus witdrew his fingers, casting another lubrication spell on his cock and another one on Harry, just to make sure before sliding something much bigger than fingers inside his husband. Merlin, it was bliss, inside that tunnel of tight heat and he had to take a few calming breaths or they'd be finished before they'd even started.
Being inside Harry was like being encased in a velvet glove, a glove that knew just where to push, where to press to give him such wonderful sensations. Severus was gasping, moaning and groaning, as was Harry as the two of them performed to that age old rhythm. All too soon, Severus felt a sweet coiling deep within his belly and balls and he gripped Harry's hip as he thrust harder and harder inside his husband.
Just before the orgasm erupted from him, he reached around and remembered to squeeze Harry's cock really hard. "Together," Severus whispered and was rewarded with a low moan from Harry. Snape's cock erupted, his nails dug into Harry's hips as he felt Harry's arse muscles clench around him like a fist and Harry was spending himself in wet heat over his hand. Severus didn't know how long they both peaked for, but by the end of it he wasn't just seeing stars, he was seeing the entire milky way.
"Fuck!" said Harry. "My legs feel like rubber." Harry turned round and reached up to peck Severus' lips.
"Hmm, you seem to have made your tummy all dirty again, Mr. Potter-Snape," said Severus, smirking.
Harry laughed. "Are you going to pounce on me every time I get insecure like this?"
"And not just then," said Severus as he bent down to his task of making sure that Harry's belly was clean once more.
"Great," mumbled Harry as he lay his head back down on the cushions.
"I could get used to you with a bump," smiled Severus.
"No way! Just the one," protested Harry.
"We'll see, Harry, we'll see."
THE END
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