ヒラギノ角ゴHarry's POV
I know kids. I've babysat them more often then most people think. From infants to kids not much younger then I am. And all but the infants and toddlers were rotten. Sure, everyone will pretty much tell me not all kids are the same but I still didn't want to risk it. I didn't exactly give it much thought when Fenrir and I officially mated. I mean, I knew males could get pregnant even though it didn't make much sense. I just didn't think it would happen to us.
I lied when Fenrir brought up my stomach. I had noticed it, I think long before him. But I also lied to myself the entire time I was aware. Just didn't want to believe I was pregnant. I know kids don't have to be little monsters but babies are just so hard to do. First year or so is waking up multiple times in the night to take care of an infant. Then its following them around, making sure they don't get into something they shouldn't. Then they start talking and throwing tantrums! I'm just not ready for all that.
The next morning, I wiggled out of bed, kissing Fenrir on the cheek. He grumbled in his sleep, but didn't stir otherwise. I found some clean clothes and grabbed up our small basket of dirty ones. I still got up early, every morning for work with the pack. Fenrir and most of the hunters sleep in a little while longer then the rest of us.
I simply set down my basket near the entrance to the underground river, where we bathe and do laundry. Aunta Cassy runs all the work rotations and has us all meet outside for our breakfast, which is usually just a bunch of fruit. I quickly located Draco, he's easily my best friend here. He leaned against one of the rock slopes that encircled the entrance, occasionally running a hand over his belly. My lump was still easily concealed with clothes, but his was way more noticeable. Everyone knew he was pregnant, and not just because Bill boasted it to anyone who would stand still long enough to hear.
"Morning." I greeted, eyes lingering on his swell, which he petted more often these days. He smiled at me and I caught a whiff of his scent with a breeze. For some reason, he smelled like flowers. I mean, its not like he smelled bad before but the sudden change in the smell was weird. In the back of my mind I wondered when that would start happening to me.
"Hello, Harry." Draco offered. He glanced over my shoulder and I followed his gaze to David, who was rubbing his eyes and yawning. Everyone settles into pack live differently, with their own challenges. Davids was getting up early. He was technically a submissive mate but he did not like playing the role. He just went with it because it was better then the alternative, hunting which he disliked more then waking up early. Luckily Aunta Cassy was always good with matching people and usually gave him something simple, that helped wake him. Draco and I were the early risers, not David. I smiled when he leaned against the rock, next to Draco and sunk to the ground.
"Good morning, David." I greeted him too, my grin getting bigger when he grimaced. I'm pretty sure he would use very unsavory words with me if Aunta Cassy wouldn't cuff him for it. She doesn't tolerate foul language. Not in her cave, as she calls it. Fenrir might be the CEO but Aunta Cassy was definitely the manager.
"You three will be out in the fields today. Getting things ready for the spring." The boss walked by, staring down at her check list, containing all the jobs needed for today. I'm usually working with some sort of produce, mostly because cleaning is boring and mindless. It sucks, not thinking all day. What can I say, after being with the Dursleys for so long, it was best to zone out during the chores.
"Come on, David. Before she chases you out there with a wooden spoon." Draco ordered, once Cassy had passed. He reached down and tugged on one of Davids arms. He grumbled and whined the entire way to his feet but he would have followed us anyway if we left him. I quietly chuckled at the thought of Cassy wielding a cooking utensil as a mighty staff, used to coerce us hooligans into working. Draco smiled, as if he had shared the same image.
David stretched for a moment, reaching for the sky and standing at his full height. Turning into a werewolf has been good to him. Before, he had been such a tiny person, both in height and weight that I could have sworn Antonio was basically being a cradle robber. But once he got some food and confidence, as well as the werewolf enhancements, turns out he was very different. He was now Draco's height, a few inches shorter then me and of a thicker build then the both of us. (older then us too, at 19 years)
"When do you have to stop working?" I asked Draco as we walked. David followed closely but quietly listened to us. He rarely talked in the morning, preferring to simply listen to us talk.
"Not until seven or eight months. I don't have to stop until it gets too difficult to walk." Draco smiled contently at his small swell. It seemed he had at least six months before any of that started. Didn't matter though. I almost can't believe how happy he is. But then again, he was practically made for motherhood.
I resisted glancing at my own stomach. I wouldn't see anything but I knew what was there. The idea of kids still scared me but I wasn't going to freak out, like I did last night. Even though I was trying to put the idea out of my head for the time being (I mean I don't have to worry until I start showing). Yet every second, I couldn't stop thinking about it.
What would I do when I couldn't work? I'll be out of chores for at least a year, a month before birth and almost a year afterwards. And thats another though, how in the hell is this baby coming out? I'm pretty sure Draco knows, but I'm too nervous to ask him. I glanced over my shoulder at David. He was staring at me, almost as if he knew something. I felt myself blush as I quickly looked at the ground.
Luckily, I didn't have to drive myself crazy, thinking about it all day. We got to the field in no time. Our trees were mostly bare, as was all the half-withered plants on the ground. It was getting colder and we were preparing to plant again in the spring. David and Draco would be picking up any rotten food that got left behind so we could add to the fertilizer pile, as far from the caves as possible. I would be collecting anything that didn't look too rotten yet and cutting them up for seeds. Anything left over, would just go to compost.
It was a long day, not as much work as I had hoped but it still helped keep my mind clear. A little after noon, we were pretty much done. We walked up and down the fields several times, looking for anything we may have missed but they were clean. Usually its a two day job for this but everything was over quickly.
On our way back, I had successfully managed to forget about the baby thing. I mean, other then a small pouch over my stomach, there were no other signs. No morning sickness, no fatigue. Draco was being a little sick but he was lucky. He threw up every other night, rather then in the morning. He said that pregnant men didn't have that as often as women for some reason. So I forgot all about it... until we were coming off the fields.
Ever since the news that Draco was pregnant, Bill waited for him right off the fields. He was more protective than usual now. Sure, Draco was not the type to be obsessed over. But in light of him carrying his mates pups, he allowed Bill to be overly protective but only after we got done working. I thought it was sweet... until I saw Fenrir standing next to him, watching me carefully.
"Is something wrong?" I heard David asked. My glance confirmed he was staring at Fenrir as well. I shrugged.
"I doubt it. If something was wrong, we would know by now." I mumbled to him, over my shoulder. In reality, I knew why Fenrir was here. Especially with the way his eyes dropped to my belly as I got closer, even though he wouldn't see anything. My stomach churned, I felt like he was staring through my clothes and for once, it was uncomfortable.
"How was work?" Bill asked Draco, wrapping an arm around his waist and kissing his cheek. He wasn't looking so much for our chore experience for the day. It was code for 'how is my mate and his pups?'
"Just fine. It all went by quickly." Draco answered the code easily. He returned a kiss to Bill's cheek as well. I gave Fenrir a squinty-eyed suspicious look. He ignored me and kissed my temple as well.
"What are you doing?" I hissed between my teeth as he leaned in close. He shrugged and I tried to hide the fact that I was upset, from others more than from him.
David traded skeptical looks between Fenrir and Bill. I felt for sure that he knew what was going on. It wasn't hard to put two and two together... Even though I really hoped it was. I'm not pregnant. I can't be pregnant. And no one can know.
Although, to his credit, David simply shrugged and sidestepped all of us. Antonio would be waiting at the caves for him. For a little while, Antonio would follow his Dave everywhere obsessively. David let it go on for a little while, knowing he just needed to. They had been separated for weeks, knowing at any moment the other could die at the hands of Voldemort. But when the effects of the situation passed, David insisted, like Draco to be left to their chores in peace. These things were never a problem with Fenrir and I because we were both busy. Plus, it made seeing each other at the end of the day better.
I surveyed our group silently, seeing who else may have noticed Fenrir's change in behavior. Draco was chatting with Bill quietly and walking with him. He would probably dismiss my mate being here as him just missing me. Bill didn't acknowledge anyone but his mate. Yet I had no doubt in my mind that he knew something was up with the alpha. After all, the two of them grew up together. He'd be the only person who knew Fenrir better then I.
Fenrir watched me carefully as well. His eyes questioned at nothing as they searched my face. I have no idea what he could be looking for but I don't think he found his answer, as he mutely shook his head. He took my hand in his and pulled me along. It was a short walk back to the caves but his hand stayed firmly wrapped around mine. I smiled, always loving the warmth and size of his hand. Made me think of how much time I spent wrapped in his arms... Especially when I was moaning helplessly.
Fenrir automatically grinned at me, the second I had the thought. For a moment I actually wondered if he could hear my thoughts. Then I smacked myself mentally when I realized I simply felt a wave of arousal. That werewolves would have been able to smell. But since he was the only one close to me, he was the only one to smell it. I couldn't help but laugh.
"No." I said to him with a smile, knowing what he was thinking. I don't think he would have asked me for sex any way, especially since it was just a thought and not a reoccurring thing. Fenrir had his own chuckle as he discreetly slid a hand across my lower back, as if he were only going to hug me... yet his large hand passed right over my ass which he took the liberty of giving it a firm squeeze. I jumped a little and blushed like crazy.
"Doesn't matter what moves you put on me, the answer is still no." I told him, looking all around, hoping no one just saw him grab my ass. It seemed everyone passed us and were well into the caves. Fenrir happened to notice this too. No one would be able to see us from the caves just yet. One of the rock slopes were between us and the clearing.
And without a single word, Fenrir grabbed my arm, pulled it over his shoulders and easily hooked an arm under my knees. I bit my lip to hold back a cry of surprise as he hurried into the trees, away from the caves and the fields. He was taking us toward the lake. More specifically towards the river that led into the lake.
"What are you doing?" I asked, looking over his shoulder for people. Everyone must already be inside. Fenrir didn't answer me. Instead he kept jogging along until we found a small waterfall. I recognized it from all my runs as a wolf (which weren't that many, not really). I tried to remember what was so significant about it when Fenrir simple jumped in the water, holding me. I gasped as water splashed all over me.
"Wha- Fenrir!" I cried out. Ignoring my protests, he took us directly under the waterfall, without having to duck. It was only 10 feet tall or so. But you couldn't tell from the outside that there was a little alcove. Just enough room for a few people to sit without being seen from the outside or getting wet from the waterfall. It was also plenty big for my mate to set me down in the deepest corner and start to undress me.
"Fenrir..." I tried to growl his name but it would have been an empty threat anyway. He kissed and sucked my neck as his hands unbuttoned his shirt. It was dumped on the floor and I automatically began running my hands over his chest, arms and back. I love his muscles.
"Don't say no, Harry. I want you." His husky voice growled so low in my ear, I involuntarily moaned as I felt my dick start to harden. In a second I went from being surprised and simply not in the mood, to feeling hot and tight in my clothes.
I answered Fenrir's comment by hooking my leg around his hip and flexing it, so my groin was angled toward his belly and my butt rested on his thighs. I still had my arm around his shoulders, which kept me upright as I sucked on his earlobe.
"Take me." I whispered, know it would drive him crazy. What I said was pretty much foreplay as he loved hearing me talk dirty. I liked it too but my favorite part of his voice was just hearing him groan. Let me know he was liking it...
It was unexpected but I still groaned my approval as his fingers hooked into my pants and jerking them down, exposing my ass and half hard dick. I frowned at the wet rocks and how they felt on my bare skin. Fenrir didn't stop until I was completely naked and used them as bedding, for me more than him.
Fenrir sat back on his heels, to admire me. I started to breath quicker, knowing how much he really appreciated me naked. I unhooked my left leg from his hip so I could rub the bottom of his crotch. His pants were too tight. He clenched his teeth and shuddered, as he grabbed my ankles and pinned my legs to the ground. I smiled innocently up at him as he let go and hurriedly lost the last barrier we had.
"Hmm." I hummed my delight as his naked body was displayed for me. Every inch of his body could have been chiseled from stone. I never mentioned it to him, but he could easily been modeled after the statues on Greek gods, as far as muscles went. As for his dick, it was already huge, hard and leaking. Knowing Fenrir would be watching me, I licked my lips and laid back, spreading my thighs while starting at that cock.
"You want this don't you, baby?" He asked in that husky voice as he stroked his member. I moaned my agreement as I spread my legs further apart.
"There'll be time for this later," He dropped a hand between my legs and teased my hole with a finger. I instantly tried to rock my hips down, wanting the digit inside "But you have to suck me first."
He moved to kneel next to my head. I rolled onto my stomach and put my hands on his thighs. The scent of his arousal washed over me, overwhelming senses to the point that I couldn't smell anything besides my mate. I tentatively licked a bead of precum off the head of his member. His thighs flexed and his hand cupped the back of my head. I bathed his dick with my tongue for only a few seconds before taking it into my mouth. I could never get enough of his taste.
Fenrir's thighs flexed even harder when I gave his dick a gently suction. So much that I reached further back and gripped his ass cheeks to keep him still for me. His fingers twitched in my hair as he rubbed back and forth. I smiled around his length as I licked the underside. He usually does that when all he wants to do is grab my hair and force his cock deeper into my throat. Too bad Fenrir is always worried about hurting me.
I gave up sucking him for just a moment, focusing on opening my throat and keeping it that way. Fenrir's fingers slowed and I felt him look at me. I wanted to smile, knowing he had little to no idea what I was thinking. I simply kept my throat as open as possible and plunged it down on Fenrir's dick as fast as I could manage. I choked for a second but swallowed around it. Fenrir didn't have time to react and stop me from this (no doubt, I'd probably hurt myself). He threw back his head and moaned loudly. My hips jerked up, wanting something there. Touching my dick, my ass, my anything. I just needed some friction!
"Fuck, Harry." Fenrir gasped out. His fingers curled into my hair and just held onto it. Just as I felt his hips start to jerk, I pulled off and eased back. Fenrir let out a groan of frustration. When he looked at me, I swore his eyes were black with lust. I shivered and dragged myself up, to basically straddle his thighs with my own. I wrapped my arms around his neck and kissed him while grinding my erection to his.
"Fenrir..." I gasped when he grabbed my hips and ground us tighter. His face was buried into the juncture of my neck and shoulder, biting gently. He hummed his acknowledgment.
"I'm don't want to walk back to the caves." I said simply. Fenrir faltered as he pulled his head up to look at me. His face was caught between confusion and utter arousal. I smiled as innocently as I could manage, while pulling myself up so his cock rubbed my ass cheeks and my erection pressed against his stomach. I growled into his ear as his arms held me hesitantly.
"I want you to fuck me so hard I can't use my legs." Lets just say I got the reaction I wanted. Fenrirs arms became too tight as he bit my shoulder hard enough to draw blood. Maybe I wasn't looking for that specifically but as he was dropping me to the floor so he could hold my thighs apart, I'd still say I got what I wanted.
I felt dizzy, I think from the bite mostly. He's only ever bitten me once, to change me and it hurt like a bastard. Now, I could barely stand the tremors of pleasure that shot through my body from my shoulder alone. I didn't register Fenrir hurriedly preparing me. I didn't realize he had until I felt his hard cock entering me. Wouldn't need much prep anyway. Wanted him so fucking bad.
"F-fuck! F-f-oh my... Fenrir!" I moaned and withered on the ground, a stream of words falling even though I had no idea what I was saying. It was like the only things I could feel were Fenrir's cock fucking me, hard and fast and his bite mark.
My mate groaned as his hands pinned my arms down and he fucked for all he was worth. The feel of his hips slapping against my ass was nothing for the huge dick that suddenly found my sweet spot and simply pistoned into it. The absolute pleasure of this was too much. Everything was fire as well as tingling. I couldn't think. It felt too good.
The next thing I knew, Fenrir was roaring my name as he came inside me. My body was absolutely stiff, my jaw propped open in a wordless scream as I came all over my chest and stomach. And I'm pretty sure I passed out for at least a few minutes after that, because when I lifted my head again, the cum was gone and Fenrir breathed steadily as he wiped off the blood from my shoulder.
I said nothing for a moment, trying to catch my breath. I could tell without moving that my entire body ached. It was a good ache though. I loved it and I knew I'd want to do it again. Maybe not immediately, as I doubt I would be able to sit up on my own, but at some point...
"I'm sorry, pup. I didn't want to lose control like that." Fenrir whispered, careful to somehow clean my wound without actually touching it. I smiled and shook my head. I quickly stopped as I felt it tug on the bite mark, encouraging more blood to flow.
"Don't be sorry. I wanted it and I asked for it." I assured him. The aches I felt in most of my body were already dying down. The only two that lingered were the bite and my ass. I knew at least one of them would stay for even longer. This made me smiled even more. To the point that I starting laughing.
"Don't laugh, this isn't funny." Fenrir said with a frown as he cleaned up the new blood.
"Sorry. I was just remembered I got what I wanted." Fenrirs frown deepened as he gave me a questioning look. It made me giggle even more.
"I told you, I didn't want to walk back to the cave." Fenrir glared at me while I kept smiling at him. After a few seconds his frown disappeared and his lips formed a tight line. He was trying hard not to smile. I sat up, even though it kind of hurt and seemed to take up a lot of energy. I put a hand on his arm to steady myself as I kissed those lips softly.
"I love you, mate." I told him. He sighed and kissed me back.
"I love you too, Harry."
Thank you guys for the support! What did you think of the sex scene?
Ashtin