A little something written for Porkish Pixies. A bit of fluff. If you like it, review and I'll post the sequel once I'm finished with it...

Harry watched the yellow flame start to dance on the wick and he shook the match to extinguish it, dropping it and turning away. As he moved around the room lighting the rest of the candles, he swayed with the music, mouthing the words, aware of how his husband's eyes were following him. He looked over his shoulder and smirked at him.

"Anything you like?" Sirius held up his hands in defeat.

"Don't let me stop you, I'm just enjoying the view." Harry grinned and turned towards the bed, his sway turning into a seductive dance. He reached Sirius and dodged the arms trying to wrap around him, instead putting a hand on the older man's chest and pushing him onto to his back. He climbed onto him and kissed him deeply, straddling his hips and rubbing his groin against his husband's.

Sirius let off a moan and Harry's hand started undoing his robes. His fingers curled up and moved from his firm strong chest down to the soft roundness of Sirius's flabby stomach, slowly rubbing circles on it. Sirius broke the kiss as he stopped Harry's hand, clutching it in his own. Harry looked at him curiously.

"Don't do that, baby, please." Harry smiled at him and shook his head before resting it on Sirius's chest. "You know I feel bad enough being like this as it is." He blushed and avoided Harry's gaze.

"I don't mind, I think it's sexy." Harry admitted, detangling his hand from Sirius's and rubbing the flesh again. Sirius glared at him, his embarrassment seemed to be forgotten.

"So you're telling me it never bothered you." Harry thought for a moment.

"It did at first when you started gaining…But…"

"But what?"

"But then I thought about it. And when I married you, I agreed to stick by you, through thick and thin, richer or poorer, slim or… corpulent." He said, choosing the last word carefully. He sat up, leaning on his elbows. "And I realized that it was still the man I love, no matter how he looks." He put his hands on Sirius's face, taking his plump cheeks in his hands and planting a single kiss on his lips.

They stared at each other for a few short moments before moving back to the way they were, Harry once again resting his head on Sirius's chest and rubbing his hand across his husband's middle, though this time Sirius didn't push it away.

"Besides, I'm also going to be changing soon."

"Really?"

"Yeah, shapewise at least."

"You're not planning on…" Sirius gestured to his large belly. "On purpose. By yourself."

"Well, I didn't exactly do it myself, you helped a lot."

"I did?"

"Actually, it was all you." Sirius looked at his strangely.

"Harry. What are you talking about?"

"Let me put it this way. Have you ever thought about kids?"

The mpreg spirit
02:15 am
1 December 2005

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