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Welkin in the Wizarding World (COMPLETED)	By : welkin_cooper Category: HP Canon Characters paired with Original Characters > Het - Male/Female Views: 14601 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter 46 - The Prodigy

Severus incessantly pesters Welkin for sex while on summer holiday. Sully shows his first signs of magical ability, which prompts Severus to repeat his wish to produce more 'progeny' with Welkin.

Welkin rolled over onto her right side in bed, hovering on the edge of consciousness in the pre-dawn hours. She was just about to return to a sound sleep when suddenly she felt a nudge, and Severus slid his arm around her. Her eyes opened.

"Welkin…are you awake?" he whispered.

"No, I’m asleep with my eyes open," she replied sarcastically, suspecting that she knew the reason for his asking, since she could feel something hard poking her in the stomach.

"Would you like me to pleasure you?" he asked. Translation: I woke up with a hard-on, and I’d like to fuck you with it.

Welkin rubbed her eyes, and opened them wider, staring at him blearily.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" she asked. "We made love four times on the picnic yesterday, and twice last night. How can you possibly want to do it again? What time is it? The sun isn’t even up yet."

"My love for you follows no schedule, and my desire for you knows neither day nor night," Snape told her, pulling her against him.

"That’s very poetic, but it’s not getting you into my pussy this early in the morning. I’m worn out. I can’t fuck anymore," she whined, and yawned.

"You do not have to," Snape assured her. "You have but to lie there comfortably, and allow me access. You will not have to exert yourself in the slightest way, my love," he promised.

"Well, if you’re going to beg..." Welkin sighed. She raised her nightgown, pulling it up to her waist, and threw one leg over his hip. "No rough stuff though," she cautioned. "It’s too early for that."

She closed her eyes again, with a little smile on her lips, as he primed her briefly with his fingers, and then inserted his cock inside her, rocking it gently in and out.

When he came, several minutes later, with a shiver and one quiet moan, Welkin wrapped her arms around him and petted him tenderly, her eyes still closed. Another minute, and her stroking of him stopped, and Severus heard her low, rhythmic snore again, almost like the purr of a cat.

"Stop it! Sully’s looking at us!" Welkin cautioned, removing Snape’s hand from her breast again as she stood at the kitchen sink finishing washing the breakfast dishes, with him dutifully drying them for her.

"He has seen your breasts quite often before," Snape reminded her. "He has suckled at them up until quite recently."

"I know that. But he hasn’t seen you with your hands all over them groping me while he’s sitting there in his high chair staring. There’s no telling what’s going through his little head."

"He is probably thinking that his parents are quite enamored of one another. I am certain that is not an emotionally damaging thing," Snape told her, as he shifted his hand to her butt.

"What’s wrong with you? You’ve been after me constantly ever since yesterday. You’re not like this at Hogwarts."

"I am on holiday," Snape announced. "I have very little else to occupy my mind. Might I add that you are not usually this resistant to my attentions," he noted, sounding insulted.

"Don’t be angry, Severus. I know I’m not. It’s just that, normally it’s only three or so times a day, and that seems a little more reasonable, don’t you think?"

"My love for you…"

"Follows no schedule…yeah, yeah, I heard you say that before," she halted him before he could wax poetic again.

"You are bored by my attentions," Snape accused. He sat back down in his chair at the kitchen table, and looked crestfallen.

"Don’t sulk, Sevvy. I can't stand it when you do that. You know that’s not true. I want you just as much as I ever did - just not every waking hour of the day and night, is all I mean." Standing behind him, she put her arms around his neck and hugged him. "It’s so much more special, don’t you think, if we don’t do it quite so often?"

"No," he said sullenly.

"Be that way then!" she said. "I’m not going to coddle you every time you decide you’re being ignored. Sit there and pout all day for all I care!" Welkin told him angrily. "Why should I always be the one to give in when you want something?"

"Nake," Sully announced, pointing at the floor where he had just thrown the stuffed animal for the ninth or tenth time this morning.

Welkin started to walk away, but Snape grabbed her around the waist and pulled her into his lap.

"Do not be so obstinate, Wells. We shall compromise. I shall not request sex again until the sun goes down today. Is that agreeable to you?"

"Nake! Nake!" Sully announced more insistently.

"Why do you always compromise only after I get mad at you? Why do I always have to shout at you before you see my point?" Welkin demanded.

"Nake! Nake! Nake!" Sully squealed loudly, trying his best to recapture their attention.

"Because I too am obstinate, my sweet," Snape told her seriously. She stared at him, frowning for a moment, and then broke into a grin at the pompous expression on his face.

"Agreed then," she said. "Let me up, so I can get that damn Nake - I mean snake. He’s got me lisping it now," Welkin complained. "I’m surprised I don’t dream about the damn thing."

She rose, and looked for Sully’s snake on the floor.

"Nake," Sully said happily, clutching the toy, as Welkin stared at him.

"Sevvy…did you pick that up for him?" she asked slowly.

"No…I did not," Snape assured her, his attention now also completely on Sullivan.

Welkin slowly extricated the toy from Sully’s grip, and deliberately dropped it on the floor, as Sully began to fret again.

"Naaaakkke," he moaned, eyeing it forlornly. He looked at her and motioned.

"Daaa…Nake, Nake!" Sully waved to Severus when Welkin didn’t move to retrieve it for him.

"Don’t touch it," Welkin told Snape as he started to automatically reach for it.

"Get the snake, Sully. Show Mama how you get the snake," she coached, pointing to it.

Sullivan Severus Snape leaned over, straining against the high chair, stretched out his arms toward the object of his desire, and gave a chuckle of delight as it wobbled through the air, straight into his waiting grasp.

"Fuck me! He can levitate it!" Welkin turned to Severus, and they stared at each other in surprise. "But he’s only nine months old! How can he even do that?"

"Good genetics?" Snape asked. He looked at her with pride in his eyes. "He is obviously quite magically gifted. Our son will be a remarkable talent, and the pride of Slytherin House when he is Sorted," he asserted.

"We must have another child," Severus added, a smile curling his lips as Welkin stared back at him, her mouth fallen open in astonishment.

"I’m not having another baby this soon. Get that ridiculous idea out of your head right now, Severus Snape!" Welkin insisted. It was the third time this afternoon that he had broached the idea to her.

"It is not ridiculous. You saw Sullivan’s precocious use of magic. We are capable of producing superior progeny, and it is our duty as citizens to do so," Snape told her.

"Bullshit! Superior progeny, my ass! Since when did you start caring about that silly campaign the Ministry of Magic put in place to encourage breeding among magicals?"

Agitated by his insistence, Welkin selected an apple from the fruit bowl on the table by the couch, and bit into it with a bit more force than was necessary.

"Their methods are a bit unusual," Snape admitted, "but their inducements are quite compelling. The sum they are offering as a stipend, and the promise of property as well; those are not to be discounted so easily, Welkin."

"I’m not a broodmare, and I have no intention of leasing myself out to them as one. You go hire yourself out to stud for them if you want their fucking inducements so bad. I’m sure they can find somebody to pair you up with."

"It is obviously the combination of our bloodlines which has produced such a prodigy as Sullivan. I do not believe that I would be as effective as a progenitor paired with anyone else but you."

Welkin looked at him with disgust. "Is that supposed to flatter me?"

"Nor would I ever wish to be paired with anyone else," Snape added hastily, as Welkin continued to glare at him.

"You’d better not, if you know what’s good for you," Welkin threatened. "Unless you’d like to lose those family jewels you’re so proud of."

"You remember that I mentioned my wish for another child even before Sullivan displayed his skills, and with no thought of the Ministry’s most generous offerings to new parents," Snape reminded her. "You promised me that we could discuss it once classes had ended. Is that not true?" he asked.

That was true. Severus had brought it up well before they came to Spinner’s End for the summer break.

"Yes, but I’m right in the middle of my training, Severus. If I get pregnant, I’ll have to put it on hold again. Let’s just wait a few more years. I promise you, if you really want another baby then, I’ll not oppose it."

"That is your best compromise?" Snape asked, trying to press his advantage with her.

"Yes. That’s my final offer. Take it or leave it."

"I shall take it then."

From the way he looked at her, Welkin knew that he had set a mental timer, and would most certainly be reminding her of her promise, probably two years to the very minute of this conversation.

"Why do you even want another baby?" Welkin asked curiously. "The next one might not be as great as Sully is, you know. It could be a dunderhead."

"No child of ours could ever be a dunderhead, my love," Snape said. "I wish another child - a witch, if we are so fortunate - who will be blessed with her mother’s beauty, agile mind, sharp wit, and divers other charms. Is that not reason enough?"

Welkin blushed at his effusive compliments, and the intense way he was looking at her. Sometimes Severus Snape was a regular silver-tongued devil, he was. No wonder she found it so hard to refuse him almost anything that he asked of her.
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Welkin in the Wizarding World (COMPLETED)

Chapter 46 - The Prodigy