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Unexpected - Chapter 17: Quickening
Title: Unexpected
Authors: slashpervert and aveeno_baby.

Betas: brknhalo241, asm614, Mini Mouse, and Indie.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: ADULT!
Genre: Fluff, Smut, Hurt/Comfort
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Length: 94,000 words (40 Chapters)
Warnings (Mark to Read): Language, Explicit, M/M Sex, Masturbation, Oral, Rimming, Anal, Mpreg, and mental health issues such as anxiety attacks. (Characters in this fiction are over 18.)

Summary: Harry Potter and Draco Malfoy have lived together for four years in their country house surrounded by a magical menagerie of unwanted animals Harry rescues. Yet, Harry wants more. He dreams of a family that includes children.

Notes: Post-war, AU after HBP, not DH compliant. Sequel to Undesirable, though can be read separately. Whereas, Undesirable was very dark, this one is very fluffy with some angst. Thanks to corvusdea for help with Latin for spells. Icon adapted by slashpervert from Passion by dirty_darella.
Disclaimer: This is a non-commercial work of fan fiction intended for adult audiences only. No copyright infringement intended. (Full Disclaimer!)

Chapter Number/Total: 17/40
Chapter Title: Quickening
Words: 2078 Words



It was about a month after Luna's first visit. She had given Harry a list of prenatal potions to take that would help the baby, and on every visit after that first, she showed Draco and him their baby. Harry was no longer being sick, and things had begun to settle down. Harry had eventually adjusted to the fact that he was pregnant, and that he would have a baby of his own. A baby girl. He could even see a small, but visible bump on his once very flat stomach. That excited him, because it made everything so much more real.

He had just woken up, and it was much earlier than he was used to. He wasn't exactly sure why he was up, but there was some reason, there had to be. That's when he felt it. He wasn't sure of what to make of it at first. It felt like a light tapping, or fluttering in his stomach. His first thought was that it was his body telling him that he was hungry, but he didn't feel particularly hungry. He rested his hand on his stomach as the fluttering continued.

Beside him, Draco shifted in his sleep, hand sliding over the sheets apparently seeking his lover's body.

Harry looked over at Draco, still thinking about what the feeling could possibly be. "Draco," he said, reaching for the man's hand and taking it in his. "Draco, wake up."

Draco groaned, hand finding Harry's thigh and petting it.

"Draco!" Harry said more loudly, tapping the hand on his thigh. "Come on, wake up, it's important!"

Draco struggled to wake up, the sudden surge of fear giving him a kick of adrenaline and he Summoned his wand automatically, peering around. "What's wrong?"

"I think ... I think she's moving," Harry whispered, staring at his own stomach as the realisation dawned on him.

"She?" Draco asked, still confused and trying to see in the dim room.

"The baby," Harry explained, rubbing his stomach gently. That seemed to make her happy, because Harry could have sworn the fluttering increased.

The fear was instantly replaced by excitement as Draco realised what his lover was saying. "She's moving?" he asked, hand reaching automatically for Harry's belly, fingers shaking a bit.

"I think so. Either that or I have bad wind, but I'm going to go with the baby moving," Harry said, still sounding amazed. "Think you could feel it, too?"

The soft skin of his lover's belly always affected Draco but along with it, this time, was a growing new firmness under the flesh and, when his hand paused, that flutter. Draco wasn't even certain if the flutter was physical or magical, but it was stronger than he would have expected for only four months.

Harry's lips suddenly trembled and then he was crying happy tears. This only made the entire thing so much more intense. Sure the pictures showed him a great deal, but actually feeling it ... that was different. "Oh, God, Draco, you feel it, right?" He rested his hand on top of Draco's, wiping at the tears with his other hand.

Draco dropped his wand and wrapped his free arm around Harry's shoulders, pulling him close and kissing his cheek. His hand was pressed between Harry's hand and that fluttering pressure. "Yes, I can feel her," he whispered. "She's real."

"She's very real," Harry whispered, calming himself down so he could feel the fluttering better.

Draco shifted, lying Harry back and leaning in to kiss him, hands still pressed to his belly.

"You know, we'll have to start thinking about names," Harry said quietly after a few minutes, sniffling and wiping away the rest of the tears.

Draco smiled, rubbing his cheek against Harry's damp one. Draco was amused, of course, given their naming of the pets. "We agreed that I get to name the children," he reminded his lover.

Harry had forgotten about that. Since he didn't think they'd ever actually have children. "Oh. Well, you can come up with the names, and I'll tell you if I like them ... and maybe I'll suggest a few."

Draco kissed his lover's temple and then nuzzled the side of his face, breath in Harry's ear. The difference in their ideas of naming could easily be seen in the fact that Draco had named one of the owls Icarus and Harry called the same bird Lefty. It might be difficult to find a name they both agree upon. "Certainly," he agreed and then licked Harry's ear.

Harry smiled and turned his head, leaning up to kiss his lips. "Just ... nothing too out there, okay? Simple, but nice is fine with me. You should know that by now."

Draco didn't answer, not verbally. He nipped Harry's ear instead and pressed closer, wrapping one leg around Harry's.

"Someone's pretty happy," Harry whispered, pressing his lips against Draco's once again. "Don't worry, I am, too."

Draco chuckled at Harry's reaction to his arousal. He kissed him, tongue sliding into his lover's mouth as he rocked his hips, cock slipping against Harry's skin too.

Harry moaned softly as he hardened as well, thrusting back against Draco. "We should celebrate, yeah?" he whispered.

"Yes," Draco agreed, hand on Harry's belly sliding down, caressing. He gently tugged at the thick hair of his lover's groin, teasing him.

"Hey," Harry mumbled, pouting and lifting his hips to try and get Draco to touch him a little further down.

Draco grinned, nipping the man's jaw and trailing his fingers down around Harry's cock and over his balls.

"Stop teasing," Harry whispered, biting his lip now. "We're supposed to be celebrating, aren't we?"

"Oh, and what do you want to do to celebrate?" Draco whispered, kissing his way down his lover's throat, tongue tracing a collarbone. His fingers curled around Harry's balls, cupping and gently squeezing.

"You haven't sucked me off in a long time," Harry mentioned, smirking slightly.

"That's because when I start, you always yank my hair and insist I fuck you," Draco teased, then licked at a nipple.

"That's ‘cause you're so ..." Harry trailed off into a moan, his back arching as he shuddered. He was so sensitive now. Draco sucked, flicking his tongue against that quickly hardened point and Harry started to whimper, his cock twitching with each suck. It felt like he could come just like this.

Draco loved that sound, those little pants and the way his lover moved under him. He certainly enjoyed the added reactions that Harry's extra sensitive nipples gave him. Draco kissed his way over to the other nipple, moving up onto his knees now to reach as his fingers wrapped around Harry's shaft.

Harry couldn't do much more than writhe on the bed, his hips twisting in an attempt to thrust up into Draco's hand. "Fuck."

Sucking on the second swollen nipple, Draco chuckled, fingers below gently moving, squeezing. He lifted his face then, grinning. "Not this time," he warned before beginning to kiss his way down over Harry's belly. He paused at the place they had felt the movement and kissed more purposefully.

Harry leant up a little to see the small kiss, smiling a little despite his want for Draco to move down further.

After nuzzling Harry's belly, Draco used his knee to part his lover's legs and kneel between them. He rested one hand on his lover's hip and the other he used to angle that full, leaking cock up so he could lap at the crown.

This was why Harry always ended up pulling on Draco's hair and insisting he fuck him instead. Draco had a habit of working him up before he did this, and then going as slowly as he possibly could once he finally reached Harry’s cock. It drove Harry crazy sometimes. "God, Draco ... more ...."

Draco liked to savour it, tasting his lover and enjoying every moment. He loved the texture of Harry's cock – the leaking slit, the soft folds of his foreskin, and the pulse of his heartbeat in the flesh. He hummed in appreciation as he slid his lips around the head.

"Yes," Harry hissed, reaching to grip the sheets instead of Draco's hair, his back arching once again. He had to force himself not to push up into his mouth. The fingers on Harry's hip traced the line of that dip as Draco's other hand moved up and down with his mouth, sucking and licking. Harry squeezed his eyes shut and breathed in deeply, attempting to control himself. Maybe that was another reason why he preferred Draco fucking him, Harry came too quickly this way.

Draco's eyes had fluttered closed and he was entirely focused on the sensations of that flesh in his mouth, tongue flat against the underside as he took it deeper into his mouth so that it slid into his throat.

Harry nearly screamed when Draco did that, but he managed to cover his mouth just in time. That would probably wake up all the animals and they'd come running inside, and, well ... it would be horrible to have to stop now because one of them decided to nip Draco's arse.

Draco sucked all the way back to the tip again before plunging down for another gulp.

"I can't ... Draco, fuck," Harry gasped, coming quite unexpectedly and biting down on his hand so that he wouldn't make too much noise.

Draco swallowed, loving the feel and taste of Harry and the fact that he could bring him so much pleasure.

Harry sighed and rolled his hips a few times as he slowly came down from his high, his hand slipping from his mouth. "That's why I pull you up. You're so damn good at that."

Draco gave another lick and grinned up at him. "I like swallowing," he confessed and then crawled up his lover's body, straddling his hips. His own cock bobbed between them. "Want to watch me?" he asked with an arched eyebrow. The first time he had ever gone down on Harry, he had not allowed the other man to reciprocate but had had him watch instead. He smirked now, wondering if Harry remembered.

Harry did remember and he smiled, sitting up a little to get a better look. "Let me watch you."

Draco's eyes were fixed on Harry's face, as he wrapped his fingers around his own cock, squeezing as a drop of pre-come dribbled from the tip, falling on Harry's stomach.

Harry bit his lip and reached to wipe up the bit with his finger, watching Draco as he sucked that same finger into his mouth.

Draco moaned at that, beginning to work his foreskin up and down the shaft, more of the fluid leaking as he did. "This is for you," he whispered. "You do this to me."

"I do," Harry whispered, wanting to reach over to help him, but also just wanting to watch Draco come.

Draco was panting, his thighs tight around Harry's hips as he felt his body tensing, his balls drawing up tight as his cock began to spasm. "Oh, Harry," he gasped as the white fluid began to spurt over his lover's body.

"Draco," Harry whispered, watching in amazement as he came. He immediately began to clean it up with his fingers, watching him as he licked them off. "Love you ... love how you taste."

When Harry had scooped up another fingerful and brought it to his mouth, Draco leant forward, covering the other man's mouth with his own, thrusting his tongue inside.

Harry dropped his hand and sucked on Draco's tongue instead, kissing him very thoroughly.

Draco's hand slid off his own cock and onto his lover's body, into the slick mess on Harry's skin. Draco shuddered as the man sucked his tongue. Then he felt it again, that fluttering under his hand, under Harry's skin.

Harry pulled back from the kiss when he felt it too, having almost forgotten that was what they were celebrating. He rested his hand on top of Draco's again, rubbing as the sensation increased. It was almost as if she was making herself known again. "Love you both," he said softly.

"Love you too," Draco whispered, spreading his fingers so that Harry's entwined them. He looked into those green eyes, his heart seeming to flutter with the life inside of his lover.

[Celebration sex!]

Chapter 18

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