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Title: Heated desire

Author: GothVamp/Natalie viggoorlandolover@hotmail.com

Rating: NC 17

Pairing: Sirius/Harry

Warnings: Harry is 14 years old in this story, so if that
bothers you, don�t read

Summary: Sirius catches Harry doing something dangerous
and saves him just in time from drowning. When they go to warm up in a cabin
some revelations are made.

Disclaimer: Not mine, don�t sue, I don�t have anything
anyway.

AN: This is my first Harry Potter fanfic, so I
would really like to know what you think. All feedback is welcome, be it praise
or criticism, just don�t flame.

/bla/
thoughts

The wind
was almost blowing Harry�s cloak off his shoulders, when he looked down at the
roaring waves beneath him for the last time. Placing his foot at the edge of
the cliff and taking a deep breath, he mumbled something and then�jumped.

***

Sirius was
finally near Hogwarts. Because he was technically still on the run, he wasn�t
able to see his godson as much as he�d like to. Meeting each other was
extremely hard and the last time had been months ago.

Though
their first real encounter had only been a year ago, Sirius came to care for
his godson, who was frankly the only family he had left, very much, some might
say too much, but he�d rather not think about that. Right now he was glad that
in an hour or so he would see Harry again.

In his dog
form, because this way he wouldn�t be noticed or recognized, Sirius headed
towards the castle. At least that was what he had planned on doing when
something caught his eye. On the right of where he was standing was a large
cliff with beneath it a roaring river, but it was the person standing on the
cliff that had captured his attention. Black hair and cape blowing in the wind,
covering a lean and tall body of a boy.

/Harry?/
But before Sirius could get a closer look or change in his human form to call
him, the figure on the cliff jumped forward.

/No!/
Sirius ran as fast as he could towards the edge.

Harry
didn�t hit the water, but floated an inch above it, a white light, a bubble,
surrounding him. Then he carefully placed one foot on the water surface, it
held. So he continued his walk. At some point he got the feeling he was being
watched and looked up. His eyes met the stormy blue one�s of his godfather,
standing on the edge. Loosing his concentration for just a second, he blinked,
which ed ted to be fatal, because the white light around him flickered and then
disappeared. For a moment he was weightless, but then the gravity took hold of
him and he was swallowed up by water. He was pulled down mercilessly by a
freezing -it was mid November- flood that chilled his limbs, preventing him
from swimming to the surface. All the air was squeezed from his lungs and he
saw black dots in front of his eyes. Faintly, Harry heard a splash beside him,
but his brain didn�t really register that. He knew he would die, right there
and that moment. He was already saying his goodbyes to the world, when he felt
strong arms wrap around his middle and pull him to the surface.

Harry was
thrown on the riverbank, spitting and coughing up water. Turning his head, he
saw Sirius on all fours shaking the water out of his hair. That made Harry
smile. /Even in his human form he still acts like a dog sometimes./ He was just
lying thand and grinning like a madman, the seriousness of the situation not
sinking in yet. Sirius on the other hand was perfectly aware of the danger they
had barely escaped and the danger that was still ahead of them. He jumped to
his feet and yanked his godson up.

�Get up
Harry!�

�No, I
don�t want to, too tired, want sleep,� the boy mumbled.

�Get up now
or you�ll freeze to death! Don�t give in to the fatigue.�

Sirius was
right. They had to find shelter or they�d die of hypothermia. Howling reluctant
Harry to his feet for the second time, he headed in the direction where he knew
was a shack. It wasn�t much, but at least it would provide shelter from the
wind and wood to burn.

When they
got inside the shack, Harry was somewhat more awake and conscious, so he could
cast a fire spell on the branches and pieces of broken furniture Sirius had
managed to collect. His godfather opened his travel bag and was glad to see
that the winter cloak inside of it had miraculously remained dry. He took it
out and handed it to Harry.

�Take off
your clothes and wrap this around you.�

�What?�

�Haven�t
you heard me? Take off your clothes and put this on, otherwise you�ll get ill.�

lasslass=MsoNormal>Sirius
turned his back to his godson to let him undress in peace en threw some more
sticks in the fireplace.

�How did
you find this place?� asked Harry while undressing.

�Remus,
James and me used to play in this area years ago. This was our secret hideout,�
said Sirius. Then he perked up, as if remembering something, and went over to a
small cupboard, the only piece of furniture that was left in the shack. Opening
the drawer took some effort, but it turned out not to be in vain.

p clp class=MsoNormal>

�Aha! Just
where I left it.� With this words Sirius took an old, ragged blanket out of the
drawer and held it up triumphantly for Harry to see. His godson sat
cross-legged in front of the fire, wrapped in his cloak. The firelight had put
a beautiful glow on his face, making his skin look more tanned and making him
seem older. Sirius had taken his shirt off and wrapped the blanket around his
shoulders. When he looked back at Harry, the young wizard had a strange look on
his face. The animagus shrugged, blaming the firelight playing tricks on him.

***

Harry had
turned his head just in time to see his godfather take his shirt off and his
breath had caught in his throat. Since the very first moment they met, even
though he hated Sirius then, he had felt a strange attraction towards the black
haired man. This attraction had turned into deep affection, love even, when he
got to know him better. Harry knew it was wrong to think that way abois
is
godfather because of apparent reasons: he was twenty years older, had been his
father�s best friend and, most important, he was the only family he had left.
Still the flash of skin, laminated by the firelight, had caused Harry to shiver
and his blood to run places it shouldn�t have. His godfather had captured his
look and the young wizard averted his gaze.

Wrapping
the blanket like a cocoon around him, Sirius wriggled out of his soaked jeans
and boots. Then he came to sit next to Harry. They shared a peaceful silence
until Sirius� concerned mood changed into an angry one.

�Do you
care explaining me what in bloody hell you were doing?�

�I�ehm,��

�I mean, by
Merlin, Harry, you�re not Jesus to try and walk on water!�

�I know, I
just was trying out a new levitation spell.�

�Above a
cliff? Are you nuts? What if it didn�t
work and you wouldn�t have floated to
the surface, but would have fallen down? What if I hadn�t been there? What if I
hadn�t been able to pull you out? Do you even understand how close to dying we
both came?�

The
realization started to dawn on Harry. He didn�t care that much about his own
death, he had faced it often enough, but the thought of loosing Sirius
terrified him. Even worse, he could have been the reason the only human he
called his family, the only human he loved so deeply would die because of him,
saving him.

�You saved
my life.� All the events and what they implied were suddenly clear to Harry and
he felt the emotions wash over him. He was aware of his body starting to shake,
partly because of the cold he still felt and partly becauf thf the feelings
that welled up in his chest, and tears were running freely over his cheeks.

�I�m sorry,
I�m so sorry� He started to sob and his shaking increased. Sirius, whose angry
mood immediately turned into concerned one after hearing Harry cry, wrapped his
arms and the blanket around his godson and hugged him tightly to his chest.

�Shh it�s
ok, don�t worry, we�re save now. You just scared me that�s all.�

�No, it�s
not ok�I�m sorry,�I�m so sorry�It�s all my fault, all of it,� Harry wouldn�t be
reassured.

�What are
you talking about?�

�I love
you.� That slightly caught Sirius off guard, but he adjusted immediately.

�I love you
too�

�I�I care a
lot about the teachers of Hogwarts, but�I hate them too�because of what they
did to you, because they still don�t understand you�re innocent and you have to
live like this, hiding all the time.� Sirius felt touched by those words and
wanted to reply, but Harry wasn�t done talking yet.

��but a
part of me is thankful for that, because it means that I can�t live with you
and I don�t have to see you that often.� That statement was like a blow in the
face for the animagus. He didn�t understand why Harry didn�t want to see him,
but it hurt just as bad.

��and I
hate myself for that. For how I feel.� The young wizard was now getting fully
aware of the situation he was in; practically sitting in the lap of his one
true desire, their skin only separated by the thin fabric of Sirius� cloak. He
couldn�t handle it anymore and pulled back, sitting up on his knees before his
godfather. Unfortunately, that motion had made the blanket slip from their
shoulders and pool in the animagus� lap, leaving his chest bare. Harry drove in
a shaky breath. Sirius was beautiful. Just as the young wizard had expected him
to be. Raven black hair falling on his bare shoulders, droplets of water
trickling from the tips on his pale skin. His chest broad, but his form too
thin from the time in Azkaban and from his life as a fugitive now, still he was
very well built, muscles already starting to develop again. And then the most
striking: his deep blue eyes, which were filled with concern and pain right
now, clearly asking without words �why?�

�Sirius I
love you.�

�You�ve
already told me that, I love you too, but I don�t understand��

Harry
looked straight into his godfathers eyes. �You don�t understand, I LOVE you.�
Finally Sirius understood the intense look on his godson�s face. It was filled
with unrequited love, lust and pure, raw need.

�Oh�� The
animagus was taken aback and was at loss for words for a moment.

The Boy Who
Lived averted his gaze and let his head hang down. �I�m sorry. I understand if
you are disgusted or even if you hate me. I violated your trust.�

�Harry�� he
placed a hand on his godson�s shoulder, �you did no such thing. You�ve been
very brave by telling me this. Every time I am amazed by your courage in the
face of the enemy or by facing something that�s far more difficult: life. You
are so wise for your age, you outshine your father already. I�m glad you told
me, although this�ll make things so much more complicated. Like I�ve already said,
I love you, and nothing will make me feel otherwise. I love you more than life
itself, but I have to admit that my feelings aren�t always as pure as I�d like
them to be.�

Harry
looked up, not fully understanding what Sirius meant, but happy that the man
still loved him.

�What I�m
trying to say is�Harry do you even understand how attractive you are?�

�What are
you saying? That you�re�attracted to me too?� The young Gryffindor was shocked
by that revelation. He couldn�t really believe what was just said.

�Yes I am,
and I shouldn�t be.�

�Why not?
Why should we deny ourselves this?�

Sirius took
his hand away from the tempting shoulder and sighed. �There are a million
reasons Harry. I am your godfather, you�re James� son, I�m twenty years older
and for Christ�s sake you�re only fourteen years old!�

�Yes you
are my godfather, the only family I have left, but we are not related Sirius.
We are the most important people in each other�s lives. We�ve been thru so
much. Why should we let the common standards stand in the way of our happiness?
You say I�m young, but do you think Voldermort will care when he�ll try to kill
me as he already did? Was I too young when my parents were taken from me? When
I finally found you and lost you the same day? If that�s so then why did it
still happen?� Harry lowered his voice and added in a nearspersper: �I am never
too young to die, we both aren�t. This could easily be the last time we see
each other.�

Sirius was
staring at his godson, his eyes wide and mouth slightly open. He had never
expected that behind that cheerful face lay so many dark thoughts. So much
wisdom. He got the urge to try and kiss all those worries and troubles away
from that handsome boy.

�You know
how many times I�d wake up with your name on my lips? Feeling the need to touch
myself? You�re always there when I close my eyes.�

�Please
Harry, don�t, you�ve no idea how hard this is for me.�

Harry
wasn�t listening. He moved a bit closer to Sirius and let the cloak slip off
his shoulders. The animagus let out a hiss of breath. The boy had grown into a
very well built teenager. Tall, lithe form with soft skin and strong arms from
playing Quidditch,
Sirius could only guess that his thighs would be just as muscular. For a moment
an image of Harry wrapping his legs around him popped into his head, but he
immediately dismissed it.

Meanwhile
the black haired teen had stretched out his hands and started to move them over
his godfather�s neck and shoulder. Be it nothing more then butterfly-like
touches, they still managed to send jolts of energy through Sirius� body,
making him even harder than he already was.

He caught
the wandering fingers, just holding them, not making an attempt to push his
godson away.

�Please
Harry, it�s been too long, if you push me further I won�t be able to stop,� he
said with a lust filled voice.

�How long?�
asked Harry, his heartbeat increasing at the sound of Sirius� voice.

�Thirteen
years,� the animagus breathed out, when the young wizard moved closer, barely
touching his lips.

�That�s way
too long,�-a light touch of his lips-�Sirius,�-a soft kiss-�let it go,�-full
contact. The man gasped, allowing his godson entrance, who eagerly deepened the
kiss, letting his fingers entwine with the thick, black locks of his soon-to-be-lover.
Sirius pulled him closer and started to roam over his back and shoulders,
tasting and feeling as much of Harry as he possibly could. The teen crawled
into his godfather�s lap and as their groins rubbed against each the both males
groaned. The animagus started to lick Harry�s neck, tracing the skin carefully
with blunt teeth, which made the wizard in his arms to moan and shiver.

Tracing the
curve of his pale neck and letting his tongue slide over the crook between the neck and shoulder, Sirius put his
hands at use and trailed them down to cup Harry�s buttocks. The boy self came
out of his mesmerised state and began to participate more. He let one of his
hands slip lower and pushing the thin fabric of the blanket out of the way,
grasped his godfather�s cock in his hand. Fucking Harry�s hand, the amimagus
started to lick one of his erect nipples. He traced the bud with his tongue,
then sucked on it to finally gently bite down.

�Oh, God
Sirius, please, need more,� Harry cried out.

Panting
they broke free, with a dissatisfied whimper from the young wizard. But Sirius
placed a finger on his mouth when he tried to protest. He took the blanket and
laid in out in front of the fire.

�Come here,
lay down.�

Harry
immediately complied. Laying on his back with the firelight playing on his
naked body he was breathtakingly beautiful. Hair and skin damp from water and
sweat, green eyes -glasses were left behind- looking longingly to his
godfather, who was too transfixed to do
anything. Hypnotised by the display below him.

Suddenly a
thought came into his mind and he hesitated.

�Ehm
Harry�have you ever�? I mean��

�Yes I have
experimented, but not very much. Mostly with myself though. There have been
kisses and some quick hand jobs, but I wasn�t particularly interested in those
boys, so I�ve never let it get any further. I want you, always have and always
will.� He grinned. �Now stop worrying and come here.�

He didn�t have to repeat that, because in a
second Sirius was atop of him licking and sucking on his flesh. His hands
scraped with blunt nails the insides of his godson�s thighs, willing his legs
apart. Meanwhile his mouth had descended between those thighs, which were as he
had guessed earlier indeed very strong, his tongue licked the weeping shaft from
root to tip and then he engulfed it completely. Harry cried out and fisted the
blanket. He had never experienced such sensation before and his desired
godfather doing this to him was even more exciting. Sirius licked his head,
lapping up the pre-come. When he put his tongue into the slit, Harry arched his
back and grinded his hips into that hot mouth. The animagus increased the tempo
until he could feel his godson�s body shake with an upcoming orgasm.

�Oh...by
Merlin�Sirius�feels so good�.can�t control�any more��

He came
hard deep down his lover�s throat, screaming Sirius� name, who swallowed most
of it and lapped the rest up with his tongue. He licked his lips and came to
lay next to his young lover, who was still panting from his intense orgasm. It
didn�t take him too much time to recover though. His curious hands were already
tracing Sirius� skin. Moving over his chest, experimentally touching a nipple.
When that was awarded with a moan, he lowered his face and sucked on the hard
nub. The animagus� body was oversensitive. This was the first human contact he
had in thirteen years and what a contact! He felt that he wouldn�t be able to
hold back much longer. He closed his eyes to get some of his self-control back,
but his eyes shot open when he felt Harry�s hot mouth on his cock. The motions
were very inexperienced, but that didn�t matter, because he could easily come
from the mere sight. It took him all composure he had at that moment to take
his godson by his shoulders and drag him up to lie next to him. The young
wizard looked puzzled at him.

�Did I do
something wrong�

�Not you
did well, too good actually. I don�t know how long I could have controlled
myself.�

�It�s ok, I
want you to come. I want to taste you.�

Sirius�
mouth grew dry from the feral look on Harry�s face and he licked his lips.

�Alright,
if you don�t want to come in my mouth I know something else. You can come
inside me.�

�Harry�we
shouldn�t��

�Why not? I
want it, you want it, we both want it. No one is here but us. No one will
know,� he straddled his godfather�s hips, �only us two.�

�Are you
really sure? It can hurt the first time.�

Harry laid
down again, smiling. �I don�t care.�

Sirius
looked lovingly at his godson. Then he reached for his travel bag and took an
small bottle out of it. Harry looked questionably at the transparent fluid
within.

�Magic
water,� explained Sirius. �It can change in whatever fluid you want. The good
thing about it, is that it doesn�t require actual use of magic from the one who
has it, so it�s save for me. Got it from Remus.� The animagus smiled, folded
his hands around the bottle and whispered something. Then he opened the bottle,
placed it next to the blanket and came to lay close to his godson.

�The most
important thing is that you have to relax.� That wasn�t hard to do for Harry,
when Sirius stated to kiss his mouth passionately. His hands, meanwhile, moved
lower, one to wrap around the teen�s erection and the other to fondle with his
balls. The young wizard moaned and jerked his hips upward. Still pumping his
godson�s shaft, the animagus let one finger circle his entrance. Harry
shivered. The sensation was a bit strange, but pleasurable nonetheless. The
finger was taken away for a moment, to return slick with colourless substance.
This time Sirius not merely circled the puckered hole, but let the finger slide
all the way in. The teen under him drew in a sharp breath.

�Try to
relax some more. It�ll get better. I�ll make it so much better.� The hot
whispers against his neck made Harry tremble with anticipation and relax his
muscles so much, that the finger could slide all the way in. Moving his finger
in and out, The animagus slid down his godson�s body and at the same time he
pushed another finger inside the teen, he replaced his hand on his cock with
his mouth. Harry cried out in mixture of pleasure and pain, but the pain
disappeared, making him see stars, when Sirius changed the angle of the
fingers.

�I think
I�ve found what I was looking for.�

�More�need
more..� The teen was writhing under the delicious assault, pushing up to meet
the fingers.

Sirius
slowly withdrew his fingers, urging his godson�s legs further open. �You should
be prepared more, but I just can�t control myself any longer.�

Saying
that, he slicked his cock up and placed it for Harry�s entrance. Very slowly he
pushed in.

�God,
Harry, you�re so tight.�

The young
wizard had his eyes shut tight and his knuckles had turned white from fisting
the sheets, but he welcomed the pain, because it came with so much pleasure.
And he knew that it would only get better. And it did, as Sirius set up a
steady rhythm, every thrust aimed perfectly at his prostate, and wrapped his
hand around his shaft again, pumping in time with his thrusts. They both were
panting and moaning now, desperately to feel as much as they could of each
other.

The
animagus was first to come, his self-control falling apart at too much
sensation. When his hot seed shot deep inside Harry, he too climaxed screaming
his godfather�s name. Sirius pulled out of him and fell, exhausted, on the
blanket next to his lover. They didn�t have to say anything, their bonding had
spoken volumes. So Harry pulled Sirius� cloak over them and snuggling into his
godfather�s arms, he fell asleep, quickly followed by Sirius.

***

Harry woke
up from the first sunrays and the cold. Turning, he noticed that he was alone
and that the fire had gone out. For a moment he thought that last night was
nothing more than a dream, a fantasy created by teenage hormones, but when he
sat up his body told him that it had been very real. Looking around, he noticed
that he was still lying under Sirius� cloak and that there was a piece of paper
next to him. It said:

Dear Harry,

I�m sorry I can�t be there when you wake up.

It would
be too dangerous for us both.

I�ve spent a whole hour just watching you
sleep.

I hope you know how much I love you and that I
don�t have any regrets.

Hopefully, neither have you.

I can�t say yet when we will meet again, but
remember that you are always on my mind.

Look out for an owl from me.

Until we meet again,

Lots of love,

Sirius

PS: Your clothes are dry. I�ve folded them and
laid them on the cupboard.

You should hurry to Hogwarts or they�ll set up
a search mission for The Boy Who Lived.
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