"Akratisia" (Greek)

(n.) lack of self-control

13 June 1997

"Your daughter seems different," Rosé stated, tracing patterns on Camille's back. The Minister turned to look at her friend before laughing at the sudden snoring from her husband.

"I know," she sighed, her head found itself on top of Rose's chest. "Anyone with eyes can see how different my baby is."

Camille felt her husband's arms pulling her closer to his body and heard some mumbling, "Talk softer."

"Désolée, Cherie."

"It's okay, just talk softer," Lucian whispers, kissing her shoulder and holding his wife tighter.

"Your husband is nice. No insecurity at all," the Veela pointed out and gestured to their current situation—naked in Camille's bed.

"Why do you think I married him?"

"Money."

"You're just jealous to lose to an incredibly perfect man."

Rose scoffed in her face trying not to admit that she was right. Lucian has always kept up his appearances and maintained to stand beside his wife. Camille loves him so much that she talks about him whenever she can. She is forever grateful that they met.

Because Lucian Ashryver will always be the perfect husband he is.

"Well my jealous Veela, you are better than Apolline."

"I hate you. Back to your daughter—"

"Do I need to fuck you til you're knocked out?" Lucian groaned as he sat up, turning to his wife after taking a moment. Camille was taken aback, looking at her husband like a deer in headlights.

"I can watch or I can help."

"Quoi?" Camille chuckled nervously, in disbelief at what she just heard.

"She's still dripping wet."

"Oh shut up, Rosie."

"Should I tease or go straight into it?"

"Tease—I like her to beg," Rose admitted, already starting to get into it. The Veela pushed her to the bed and smashed their lips together. Lucian snaked his hand down to Camille's pussy and he felt the wetness. Rose drank her moans like it was water. "I told you she's still dripping wet."

"Shut up," Camille mumbled.

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"Frenchy," Athena yawned, walking into the kitchen and saw that Fleur was already halfway through making supper. "Why are you up in the middle of the night?"

"J'ai faim."

"What are we craving tonight?"

"Your mother's Ravioli." Her voice filled with guilt that she woke up her tired wife.

"Okay," Athena whispered, placing a kiss on Fleur's shoulder as she snuggled her face into the crook of her neck and her arms wrapped around her waist. "I can help if you'd like."

"Just help me take the pasta dough from the refrigerator and take apart the lobster."

The both of them worked in silence and helped each other out now and then. Fleur chased Athena to the sofa because she kept yawning before scolding her in between her cooking.

"Do you want supper or should I keep it for lunch?"

"Lunch is fine."

Fleur sighed upon seeing her wife, flipping through channels to see what could keep her awake as she ate.

"You know you can go to sleep," Fleur mumbled, settling in her corner of the sofa.

"Why should I start doing that now?" Athena huffed, pulling her wife's legs onto her lap before she massaged them. Fleur let out a deep exhale as she got comfortable in her corner and her plate on top of the pillow on her stomach. The Veela realised that in the later part of her pregnancy, she might not need the pillow. "There's the American League? Shall we watch that?"

"They are horrendously boring and slow."

"Really?" Athena snorted, switching to see if any more leagues were playing. "Oh! The Asian Championship."

"Oh yeah...Korea winning."

"You're such a spoiled sport."

"What?" Fleur chuckled while her wife just grumbled as they watched the Championship. "It is logical."

"I have not watched Quidditch in a long time!" Athena whined, whacking Fleur's knee before leaning down to kiss it—hearing the soft yelp. "I've only watched your matches, do you know that?"

"I know," the Veela smirked, her foot stroking her wife's arm. Athena slowly turned to Fleur, away from the projection and questioned her Veela. "I am so turned on."

Athena took her hands away from her wife's legs before speaking, "Finish your supper first."

"Better keep your promise."

"When have I ever broken any of my promises to you?"

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"You're chirpy," Athena pointed out as her mother entered the apartment.

"I got fucked very well," Camille explained with no shame, sitting by the counter as her daughter cooked breakfast. Athena scoffed, her eyebrows scrunched together, turning back to the eggs.

"Do not eat the croissants," Athena warned and her mother retracted her hand from the fluffy pastry. "You didn't tell me that Fleur was pregnant."

"Are the croissants for Fleur's cravings or are you mad that I did not tell you?"

"A little bit of both."

"You know your job and it was not my right to tell, Baby. Also, she was panicking when she came to me."

"She started to panic last night when I told her I knew. I indirectly gave my wife my stress."

"We, as Aurors, tend to do that and I thought that taking the seat as Minister, your father would be more relaxed but I have accidentally made more enemies than I expected."

"I love being an Auror but now, I want to quit for the sake of Fleur. Godric, more and more people decided to be idiots."

"How so?" Camille took a sausage to snack on while orange juice was poured by magic to serve her. Athena started to rant about her Aurors having the brain of an ostrich and the rise of Voldemort's goons everywhere as they wreak havoc.

Athena quickly stopped when she heard the bedroom door open.

"Bonjour!"

"Now you're a chirpy one," Camille teased before her daughter turned to her with a glare. Fleur smirked as she sat beside her mother-in-law and Camille was checking on the baby. The Veela looked at her wife cooking and all she wanted was some attention and her touch.

"What jam?" Athena asked, still dealing with her breakfast.

"Blueberry one, please."

Athena struggled with the jar for a little bit and Camille was making fun of her. She scowled her mother before opening it, showing it to her mother like a child showing her art made in art class.

"And I am going to be a mother," Athena snorted with Fleur laughing at her ass. In a sense, they were still childish, and youthful but in Athena's case, she was more mature than Fleur. In everything she does, she thinks of the consequences and every way to avoid the worst of it.

And for Fleur? She never lost as much as Athena did but same to Athena, her family name and nature meant that she was forced to grow up to provide a proper image.

But when she married Athena, she could heal her inner child as for Athena, she did everything she could to protect her wife's inner child and forget about hers.

"Are you going to tell our family tonight at dinner?" Camille asked.

"Yes and when we go back, we will tell the other side of the family," Athena added, sitting opposite her wife and Fleur had a behaviour change which made her shift her position. Camille laughed at these two being idiots in love. "Sorry."

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"Mhm," Athena managed out with her wife's tongue inside of her, trying to answer a question Fleur asked before she dived right in. Her eyebrows scrunched together in pleasure, ragged breaths left her lips as her hands tangled in those silver locks of her wife. "Frenchy, slow down."

Fleur, in detest, swung Athena's leg over her shoulder to give herself better access to her wife's sex. Athena let out a moan that could be heard in the heavens. The English could feel the smirk against her core, looking down at her wife. She could not look away from those ocean-siren eyes.

The only reason she had to shut her eyes when Fleur just decided her tongue was not enough to please her wife. Athena had to use her shoulder for support when she fall forward, burying Fleur further into her pussy.

"Fuck, fuck..." Athena chanted, feeling herself getting close as she tugged harder on Fleur's hair.  The Veela shuts her eyes as she lets out a moan, vibrating through Athena's core. The bravest and most powerful Auror the French has ever produced crumbling down on her wife's tongue. Fleur withdrew her tongue as her fingers slowed down their pace before she placed a few more kisses. "I just got out of the shower."

"Dripping wet," Fleur whispered, kisses slowly placed as she climbed up Athena's body, a wet cloth summoned to her hand. "You looked like dessert. Let me help you clean?"

"Family dinner in thirty minutes. You couldn't wait?" Athena hissed when Fleur placed the damped cloth on her core and her wife could only smirk at how sensitive she was.

"Like I said, you looked like dessert. Gods, you are so beautiful, ma Cherie."

"And you are one hungry Veela, Frenchy."

Fleur pouted as she kissed her jaw and marked her beautiful tanned skin like an artist placed their signature on their art. Athena felt her legs giving out when she stood up, she thanked Merlin in her head as Fleur caught her, letting out a soft chuckle.

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"Are you okay?" Damon asked Fleur, noticing that she was her usual lively self, zoned out for the last few minutes. Fleur nodded in response and he chose to back out, not wanting her to feel more uncomfortable. Athena was talking away with her twin, joking about the newlyweds in front of them, never removing their hands from one another.

Damon still kept an eye on his first sister-in-law, watching her grasp onto Athena's hand. His sister gave her a small smile and brought her hand to her lips before holding it close to her chest. The second son's worries for his sister-in-law disappear when Fleur starts to cuddle Athena, receiving small kisses on her forehead.

"You okay?" Ava asked, placing kisses on his hand.

"I'm okay. My sister is such a good wife."

Ava pushed herself forward onto the table, looking at Athena and Fleur before nodding at the statement.

"She is the kindest soul I have ever met, I would not be surprised. Stop worrying yourself, Love but if you want to worry, worry about me."

"Why would I need to worry about my lovely girlfriend?" Damon chimed, drinking his cocktail.

"I don't know, what if my drunk ass kiss your little sister?" Ava joked as Damon gasped in response. Fleur peered her head into her sight and glared at her. Ava laughed in response and raised her hands in mock surrender, knowing full well she wouldn't do that. She smirked at her boyfriend, taking an olive in her mouth.

"I did not know you liked girls."

"You did not ask. There were many girls I slept with before I dated you, good sir."

"Oh, do tell, good lady."

"Not at family dinner. Have some shame."

"The things I've talked to my mother-in-law have not a single bit of shame," Fleur smirked before turning back to Athena while Damon nodded, remembering how traumatised he was when he was with Camille and Juliette. They had no shame, not a single bit of it. Ava shook her head, still having some shame and had some appetizers instead.

"I'm nervous," Fleur whispered, her voice slightly shaky while Camille glanced at them with a smile.

"I can do it if you like—"

"No no, I want to do it."

"Take your time, Frenchy. No need to rush, my love."

Fleur took a couple more sips of her soft drink before clearing her throat and Athena took her cue, taking everyone's attention. The Auror glanced at her wife, kissing her palm to calm her Veela down. Fleur smiled at her gesture and fixed her posture. Fleur exhaled deeply, seeing all eyes on her.

"We..." Fleur gripping onto her wife's hand as tight as she could. "are pregnant."

"Are you serious?" Corvus questioned, having never been happier for his sister. Angel raised her glass for the two of them as she tried to keep her husband's excitement down.

"W-who's carrying?" Atlas choked on his drink as his twin patted his back, nodding towards Fleur. Lucian cheered as he stood up, jogging towards the wives and hugging his beautiful daughters.

Damon sprung from his seat, " Why should you worry about this?"

Fleur laughed, letting her second brother-in-law hug her tightly. Ava pulled her boyfriend away and wanted to hug her as well while Lucian was busy with Athena, the man waited patiently so he could hug his daughter-in-law.

"Why aren't you surprised?" Angel asked Camille, who just sat back and enjoyed her wine.

"I knew for a while. Who do you think confirmed the pregnancy?"

"Cheeky whore," Juliette whispered, loud enough for her sister to hear. Camille sucked her teeth and jabbed her sister's side. Vanessa laughed under her breath as she got up to congratulate her niece. Juliette would congratulate them later as she congratulated her sister for being a grandmother now. Camille rolled her eyes as she watched her brother walk up to her daughter, giving her the biggest hug ever known to man.

Athena was swallowed by Corvus's hug before she was engulfed by the rest of her brothers. They had never been happier to be uncles as they had wished for so long. Fleur laughed at the sight, tears in her eyes from all the laughing to see all the reactions from her brothers-in-law. They never fail to surprise her because despite her telling them she had hidden it for almost a month or that their sister just found out a couple of days ago, they were still supportive and understanding.

"Let's have a drink then!" Atlas chimed, calling over the waitress outside of the private dining area.

"My wife cannot drink you idiot."

"Oh right. Well, for anyone who can drink, drink!"

Camille asked for the waitress for their food to be served now with their drinks refilled. She could tell that the waitress was nervous to be in her presence, the Minister of Magic. Despite how kind she was to the French, her title is just something to be feared. Camille placed her hand on her elbow, just to calm her nerves. It was hard when she saw three pairs of golden eyes just staring at her.

Athena quickly turned her attention back to her wife after Vanessa pulled on her ear. She did not need to inherit all the flirtatious nature from both her mother and aunt. Fleur thanked her aunt before kissing her wife's ear, however, her wife cringed at it but the younger Veela chuckled lowly and remembered that those ears of her wife are very sensitive.

"Athena," Vanessa placed her hand on her shoulder, taking her attention which made Athena panic a little. "Veelas, we tend to be more clingy and hornier when we are pregnant. So call Audrey if you need help."

"Did Apo—"

"Yes, I will not say who."

"In this room?"

"Maybe or maybe not." Vanessa placed a kiss on Fleur's hair. "Congratulations, my beautiful niece. You are a great sister to little Gabbie, no doubt you will be a great mother."

"Merci beaucoup, tante."

The older aunt smiled and gave her niece a curt nod, going back to Juliette—might scold her because she made the waitress nervous with Camille.

Damon was so excited to finally hear that he would be an uncle. Once Vanessa was gone, he took her hands and talked about the uncle's things. Fleur laughed, music to Athena's ears, as she agreed and debated with her brother-in-law.

"I swear to you, no harm will come to that kid."

Ava ran her hand through her boyfriend's hair as she listened to the interaction, drinking her cocktail. She glanced over to Athena and saw her twin just as excited as Damon. Corvus joins in the twins' conversation about the things he will teach their niece or nephew which Atlas and Corvus had a bet.

Atlas bet that it will be a boy while Corvus, with the support of his wife, bet it will be a girl.

Boy or Girl, Athena and Fleur will be pleased with either one because it does not matter to them.

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a/n - the dark stuff will be cooked and on its way to serve you :3

also I have decided to release on Fridays instead

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