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sesheta66Title: Fluffy Bunnies - Part 2/2 - A Little Something for Harry
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Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 365
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, their daughters Alexa & Cecilia
Challenge: Forlady_bahiya's birthday prompt of "White Chocolate"
Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Click here for Part 1.
En route home, Draco thought it best to pick up a little something for Harry. He knew he was going to be in for a lecture from his husband, since he had promised that he wouldn't get suckered into indulging their girls and their whims.
Harry wouldn't mind, though. He always indulged the girls too - just maybe not quite as much as Draco. But Draco was sure, once Harry saw Alexa's face soften at the contact, that he would agree it was the right thing to do. After all, she was so serious so much of the time, it would be nice to see her more relaxed.
Finding what he wanted, he exited Honeydukes - oh, alright, he bought a bunch of the girls' favourite chocolates too, but really it wouldn't have been fair to buy Harry some chocolate and not the girls.
As he had expected, he had to endure Harry's teasing lecture, and something about being 'wrapped around their little fingers,' but Draco took it in stride. He saw the twinkle in Harry's eyes, and the twitching of his mouth, so he knew it was all for show.
They had had a lovely family dinner, and he had given Harry a gift-wrapped box of chocolates, which he had been pleased with. They had all spent some time setting up the bunnies' cage, and taking it in turns to cuddle and play with them, before it was time for the girls to get to bed. Harry was currently tucking them in, while Draco prepared a special little treat for his husband.
"Mmm," Harry said as he entered the kitchen. "Something smells good."
"It's a special little something just for us."
"What is it?" Harry asked as he watched Draco pour a warm, cream-coloured liquid of some kind into a bowl.
"White chocolate," he said as he dipped a strawberry into the bowl, and lifted it to Harry's mouth.
"Tastes wonderful," Harry said, taking care to lick the excess off Draco's finger in the process of eating the strawberry.
Draco let out a groan, casting a lust-filled gaze at his husband. "Let's move this to the bedroom. It's time for the grown-ups to play now."
Author:
sesheta_66 Rating: PG-13
Word Count: ~ 365
Pairing/Characters: Harry/Draco, their daughters Alexa & Cecilia
Challenge: For
lady_bahiya's birthday prompt of "White Chocolate" Disclaimer: The author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country. The characters contained herein are not mine. They belong to JK Rowling and her publishers. No money is being made from this fiction, which is presented for entertainment purposes only.
Click here for Part 1.
En route home, Draco thought it best to pick up a little something for Harry. He knew he was going to be in for a lecture from his husband, since he had promised that he wouldn't get suckered into indulging their girls and their whims.
Harry wouldn't mind, though. He always indulged the girls too - just maybe not quite as much as Draco. But Draco was sure, once Harry saw Alexa's face soften at the contact, that he would agree it was the right thing to do. After all, she was so serious so much of the time, it would be nice to see her more relaxed.
Finding what he wanted, he exited Honeydukes - oh, alright, he bought a bunch of the girls' favourite chocolates too, but really it wouldn't have been fair to buy Harry some chocolate and not the girls.
As he had expected, he had to endure Harry's teasing lecture, and something about being 'wrapped around their little fingers,' but Draco took it in stride. He saw the twinkle in Harry's eyes, and the twitching of his mouth, so he knew it was all for show.
They had had a lovely family dinner, and he had given Harry a gift-wrapped box of chocolates, which he had been pleased with. They had all spent some time setting up the bunnies' cage, and taking it in turns to cuddle and play with them, before it was time for the girls to get to bed. Harry was currently tucking them in, while Draco prepared a special little treat for his husband.
"Mmm," Harry said as he entered the kitchen. "Something smells good."
"It's a special little something just for us."
"What is it?" Harry asked as he watched Draco pour a warm, cream-coloured liquid of some kind into a bowl.
"White chocolate," he said as he dipped a strawberry into the bowl, and lifted it to Harry's mouth.
"Tastes wonderful," Harry said, taking care to lick the excess off Draco's finger in the process of eating the strawberry.
Draco let out a groan, casting a lust-filled gaze at his husband. "Let's move this to the bedroom. It's time for the grown-ups to play now."
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Date: 2007-09-27 05:06 am (UTC)I had a big fight with my mother 8 days before the surgery; she was scared and didn't want me to do it. I told her that, 37 years old with high blood pressure, incipient diabetes, constant knee, hip and back pain - and gay - I didn't relish the thought of living another 25 or 30 years and dying old-before-my-time and alone. (There are no body-fascists in the world like gay men; I hadn't had a date in a year when I had the surgery.) I was (and am) more than happy to trade some difficult-to-manage foods, and some seriously bad eating habits, for a chance at a longer, healthier life... and maybe, just maybe, when I've lost the weight and had the plastic surgery, I'll meet someone attractive who actually likes me back. And if not - well, I'll still be healthier and happier than I was when I was fat.
It's all good. :)
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Date: 2007-09-27 05:40 am (UTC)Good for you.