A/N: This chapter has been crippled by the missing scene, it might be best to head right on over to AFF or Archive of our own where the true chapter can be found.

Chapter Twenty-Two – Home Alone

Richard grinned widely as he kissed his beautiful Wife goodbye, hugging all three of his daughters' and kissing their smooth foreheads, grimacing at the taste of make-up on his lips. He hated his little girls wearing make-up to cover their beautiful faces. If Myron was here he would force them to take it off, but fortunately for his daughters, Myron was still at work and he wasn't strict enough to get them to remove the make-up, he didn't want to upset them, he hated seeing his girls cry more than anything, except perhaps seeing his boys cry, because if Myron, Maxie or Caesar started crying, something was very, seriously wrong. He couldn't remember the last time he had seen Max cry, Caesar had last cried when he had snapped his tibia in two places, one of those breaks had been compound and the nausea from the pain had left Caesar vomiting and his eyes streaming. Myron hadn't cried since the incident which had left Ashleigh an emotional, distressed wreak, his throat a red ruin and their youngest son Theodric in a tiny white coffin.

"Have a nice time in London loves." He forced himself to say, ignoring his tightening throat.

Ashleigh looked at him with concern and his daughters all looked worried. He smiled at them.

"I'll be fine." He assured. "Myron will be home soon and I can take that damned potion."

"We can wait until Dad is home if you'd feel more comfortable Daddy." Alayla told him in all her seventeen year old innocence, worry creasing her face and Richard hated that he had put those lines there.

"Don't be so silly baby girl, I'm a grown man and I know what I want, and that is for the four beautiful women in my life to go Christmas shopping in London for the weekend and damned enjoy themselves without worrying about me every moment of the day. I'll be fine."

His hand almost rose unconsciously to touch his ruined neck, but he clenched his hand instead and forced a smile.

"If you're sure." Ashleigh dithered.

"You're my Wife and my daughters, not my Mother." He said firmly. "I am a grown man, I can take care of myself for one weekend, now you go have your girly weekend and us guys will survive until you get back."

"Don't forget to check on Maximilius!" Ashleigh reminded him for the seventh time. "I worry about him all alone in that big house and floo call Caesar! I don't like the sound of his new employer."

"I won't forget to call my boys, don't worry about anything, just have fun! You have all of your cards and the emergency Portkeys?"

"Now who's worrying?" Talia grinned cheekily.

Richard swatted her backside gently and she squeaked. He laughed and pulled them all into a big hug.

"If you don't leave soon your Dad will be home and then you'll be delayed longer, you know he'll make you all wash your faces before leaving."

That speeded his daughters up and they called out their goodbyes and started hurrying their Mother to the fireplace. Richard chuckled and shook his head as he waved goodbye. As soon as they were gone, he floo called Caesar and checked in on him. He was getting ready for bed as he had pulled a double shift and was exhausted. Richard found himself agreeing with Ashleigh, he was really not liking Caesar's new employer. He called in on Max, who was lounging in his living room with a book in one hand, his other taking notes with a quill in the book resting on his thigh, a table filled with parchment and notebooks beside him.

"I see you put off your paperwork again."

Max jumped and blotted ink on his page. He cursed and waved his wand to remove it.

"What would your Father say if he heard you utter that word?" Richard teased.

Max grinned at him. "He'd likely take me over his knee and spank it out of me as you well know, how many times have you been pulled over his knee for swearing?"

Richard chuckled. "Too many times, I think he's gotten bored of it."

"Dad getting bored of spanking naughty family members who deserve it? Never!"

Richard chuckled again.

"What brings you by Dad? Not that I mind, I could use a distraction."

"It's distractions that have left you with that mountain pile of paperwork."

Max grimaced. "I just hate paperwork; I just want to make potions, why does the paperwork have to come attached?"

"If you want your Mastery, you need to show how you made the potions and show that you understand what you are doing, not just shove the finished product under the Ministry examiners noses and expect them to know what variants and variables you used."

"My examiners think I'll have my Mastery by next year." Max boasted with a shit eating grin.

"When did you learn this?" Richard said shocked and very proud of his oldest child. "Why am I just hearing this now?"

"I was going to announce it next week at dinner, but I can't keep it to myself any longer! They think I'm a natural and that if I really get down to it and work my balls off, I can have my Mastery this time next year. I'm so excited! I can get any job I want in the Potions world if I get a Potions Mastery at twenty-six!"

"I'm so happy and proud of you Maximilius! Well done, you've thoroughly earned any and all recognition you get. Just keep up all the work you've been doing and get this paperwork done, show you have what it takes, because your entire family is behind you and we know you have what it takes if you apply yourself to it. Do us proud care bear."

"Don't call me that!" Max whined with a pout he had outgrown twenty years before, but it still made Richard chuckle.

"Get back to work and make sure your house doesn't burn down around you, your Mother would have my nut sac."

"Ah, Mum made you check in on me? Have you been to see Caesar, I called him an hour ago and he had just got in from work then and was stuffing his face because he hadn't had a break in five hours, he looked half dead so I don't think he'd be awake now."

"I dropped in on him first, I'll be having words with his employer if he forces Caesar to do anymore double shifts. Poor kid is dead on his feet, I can't wait until I tell your Father."

"I feel sorry for Caesar's employer." Max chuckled. "I'll make sure I tell Mum you dropped in, don't worry, I'll be fine just like I always am. Go do whatever you have planned with the house to yourself."

"You're Dad and I are going to have some fun." Richard chuckled and winked and Max went green.

"I didn't want to know that Dad, seriously I didn't."

Richard cut the connection still laughing uproariously, he loved winding his children up, though he couldn't help the turn his mind made that he should have a fifteen year old son still living at home with him to tease. Little Theodric.

Shaking off those poisonous thoughts, Richard stripped himself of all his clothes and went to curl up on the large bed he shared with his Wife and Husband, waiting for the latter to come home from work. Oh how Richard hoped Myron had been worked up and frustrated in work, or even better, he hoped that someone had angered him. He was in the mood for a bit of rough.

He heard Myron moving around the house and he grinned as he stroked himself gently, moving his other hand to prepare himself, using the pump bottle of lube on the bedside table.

"Richard?" Myron called out. He sounded calm and normal. He wasn't angry and he wasn't frustrated, he'd had a good day in work and Richard pouted. He had been fantasising about having angry sex with Myron.

"Upstairs love." He answered as normally as he could, helped along by the soft croak in his voice caused by his tightening throat muscles. He needed that damn potion.

Myron took the stairs three a time, likely thinking he was suffering without the potion that Myron kept on his person at all times. He burst into the bedroom and stopped at the sight that greeted him.

Missing scene

He cuddled up to Myron and pillowed his head in the juncture of Myron's neck and shoulder, loving the arm that wrapped around him and drew soft patterns on his back.

"I can't move properly."

"Are you alright?"

Richard gave Myron's concerned look a goofy smile. "Of course I am. Haven't I proved over the years that I can take all you can give me and more?"

Myron grinned at him and Richard smiled back lovingly. He loved seeing Myron with a smile or a grin over a smirk or a stoic look or even a frown, which he wore often around him due to his personality.

Myron pulled Richard in tighter and bent down to retrieve his robes and the bottle of potion within them; he propped Richard up and let him take a few sips, watching critically as he swallowed. His Husband grinned up at him and Myron bent to kiss that pouted mouth. Richard was such a beautiful man, inside and out, no matter his personality flaws and despite the mounds of scar tissue that took over his throat. He had been beautiful before and he was still beautiful now, perhaps more so now, Myron loved the childish nature of both his mates even if he didn't always approve of it and he didn't even see the scars on either of them anymore, they had all been through so much, they had survived through so much and nothing was going to ruin what they had, nothing would ever ruin what they had because there was no way that he would let it. He would take care of Ashleigh during her depressive moments, he would always keep an ear out for when Richard's voice or breathing became tight and wheezy so he could give him the potion to allow him to breathe and he would always watch over his children. There was no question to it, he didn't need to be asked, he would just do it, people thought him hard and cold and uncaring, but it was untrue, everything he did was for his family and it would always be that way.

"So…Max is buried under paperwork, Caesar will sleep for a week because he's being abused by his employer and the girls won't be back for three days…wanna fuck?"

Myron let out a chuckle and pulled Richard into a kiss.

"Why is Caesar being abused by his employer?" He asked with a raised eyebrow as they broke apart.

"He forced Caesar to pull a double shift and wouldn't let him take a break during the last five hours so Caesar was starving and exhausted, he can only sleep for six hours before he has to get up and go back to work as well."

Myron's eyes flashed dangerously in anger. He stood up and pulled on his briefs and trousers, zipped himself up, pulled on his shirt and threw on his robe.

"You get food and bottles of water up here for provisions, make sure there's enough lube for the weekend and put a jar of healing salve within reach just in case. I'll go and sort out Caesar's employer and meet you back here in one hour."

Richard watched the strong, formidable form of his lover and Husband walk out to throttle Caesar's employer and make their son's life easier and he couldn't help but feel the love thrum through his body. He loved and was always amazed at how much he could rely on Myron to fix everything that went wrong in their lives, to look after each and every single one of them no matter what. He just loved Myron and he would always love Myron.

Richard forced himself out of the bed with a groan and went to haul a six pack of two litre bottles of water into their bedroom along with some simple snacks and non-perishable food, he checked how much lubricant they had before going into their en-suite bathroom and to their medicine cabinet to get another bottle, he picked up two wash cloths while he was at it and fished out the jar of healing salve.

He was ready and waiting when Myron came back home with a pleased, self-satisfied, expression on his face and that look let him know Myron had been victorious and it made his very blood burn with the heat of his love for this one man. He was going to enjoy this weekend alone with him.

"Spread your legs and lift your hips." Myron ordered deeply as his robe slid back to the carpet.

Richard complied with a grin and a moan. Oh yes, he was going to absolutely love being home alone with Myron.

A/N: Such a naughty man is Richard. I was asked to do a lemon scene between Myron and Richard, this is the result, of course if you're reading this on , you'll be missing the actual lemon scene and need to go to AFF or Archive of our own, where you will find the full version of this chapter under the same title and author.

reveur: The scene you want to see is actually coming up soon in the main story, so just hold out a little bit longer and you shall have your wish.

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