Uncle Remus | By : TheLadyFeylene Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5600 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Disclaimer: Still not mine. Won't ever be, unless sold on Ebay.
Warning: NC-17 MALE ON MALE SEX! You have been warned! UNDERAGE!
Dedication: For Slash Muse, because you love this so much...
Author's Note: So here it is, what you've all been waiting for...had a long morning, had to go a graduation. Four hours in the freezing cold, listening to boring people talk. There was only one address that was any good, and teh speaker was British and reminded me of Remus. Ah well.
Uncle Remus
Chapter 11
"Harry..."
I knew what he was asking me, but I needed to hear him say it. To convince myself, and my lacking conscience that I was not taking advantage of him, I needed to hear him say it. I was almost hoping that he would not say it, that I would be reprieved, and we could forget this. But he was able to put it into words, and I told him I would do whatever he wanted. And he wants this.
"Please?" He wraps his arms around my neck, and I bury my face against his shoulder. I cannot deny him. I cannot deny myself! I nod against his neck, feeling miserable. What one wants is very rarely what one actually gets. I can sense his hesitance, his fear. But that is to be expected. He is beginning to realize, what he has asked of me. I turn my head to look at him, swallowing hard.
"Please?" He says, eyes wide and liquid. I cannot deny him. I cannot draw back, not now. I nod, kissing at his neck. I wish that I could allow myself to enjoy this, to take advantage of my fantasy being realized. But I cannot. I am too wracked with grief and horror.
"Yes." I lift myself up, looking down at him.
"Thank you!" Harry throws his arms around me tightly, and I shiver.
"Here. We're going to need this." I reach over to the nightstand, sliding my hand into the drawer. There is a tube of lubricant in there, and I retrieve it. I display it to him, and he winces slightly.
"It's going to hurt, isn't it?" He licks his lips nervously. He is beautiful, even in his fear.
"Yes." I nod. "It will. But I'll make certain it doesn't hurt as much as it could."
"Okay." Harry nods, and settles back into the bed more comfortably. He smiles up at me, hesitantly. He is desperate to be brave, and I applaud him for that. I must make this a learning experience. I kiss his neck gently, nestling myself comfortably between his thighs. I can feel myself pressed against his inner thigh, the skin there warm and soft.
"You'll need to remain relaxed." I tell him, my hands sliding down over his body. I just enjoy the way he feels, the touch of his skin under mine.
"I'll try."
It is an honest answer. It is difficult, to remain calm. I know I wasn't. But neither Severus nor myself had much of an idea what we were doing. It was mostly fumbling and false starts, and all awkwardness. And it hurt. It won't be like that for Harry, for oh so many reasons. AT least when I was with Severus that first time, we thought we were in love. I still hold fast to the belief that we were, no matter what he may claim now. I know I am no skilled lover, but I am experienced. And perhaps that will be enough.
I take a deep breath, and take up the small tube. It is slick and soft between my fingers, and I lower my hand to between Harry's thighs. I bite at my lower lip as I search with my forefinger, it's slick length sliding easily over his skin. I find his tight entrance, and let my breath out in a ragged hiss as I slide it inside.
Harry makes a small noise, and I pause, my finger embedded in his hot, tight flesh. I can barely restrain myself from withdrawing and simply taking him, quickly and roughly. I take a few more deep breaths.
"Are you all right?"
"It feels weird." Harry says, and I can tell there is no pain in his voice.
"It's a new sensation." I agree. "Here."
I slide a second finger inside of him, feeling his muscles tightening around my knuckles.
"You'll not want to do that." I tell him. "If you're tense, it will be more painful."
"Oh." He nods, and I simply move my fingers inside of him. I search for that sensitive gland, hoping to show him that this, too, can be pleasurable for both parties. He gasps and stiffens, and I know I have succeeded.
"What was that?" He asks, breathless.
"There's no need to get technical now." I say, my voice colored with amusement. "It's simply an erogenous zone. Lie back."
He does, and I slip a third finger, and he stiffens from discomfort. I do not know what to say, to ease his fears. I wait until he relaxes, my mouth watering at the thought of him. At long last I will have him writhing beneath me, twisting and sweating and crying out to me. I shudder, withdrawing my fingers and applying more lubrication.
"Are you gonna do it now?" He asks, sitting up slightly.
"If you're ready." I force my voice to remain calm. I position myself, waiting for his response.
"Yeah." He nods, and lies back down. I slide a small pillow beneath his hips, angling him properly. I take a moment to savor this, to force myself to enjoy this. It is what I've wanted, what I've desire for so long now. And it is to be mine. My Adonis, spread before me, awaiting my attentions...
I begin my entrance. I feel him tighten, a small gasp escaping his lips. I cover his mouth with my own, slipping inside of him. My liberal use of lubricant makes entry easy, and as painless as possible for him. I feel his tongue, weak and feeble, battering against my lips. I part my lips, and deepen our kisses even as I bury myself inside of him He moans, his arms tightening around me and he shudders.
This is how Eve felt, when the first taste of forbidden fruit touched her lips. I do not blame her, now, for taking that first bite. How could one resist? I lift my head, my voice ragged.
"Are you all right?"
Harry just nods, but he is not looking at me. Warning lights begin to flash in the back of my mind, but I ignore them for the moment. I will have my pleasure, and deal with regrets later.
I thrust with slow measure inside of him, lost in my own passion. I tilt my hips, giving him as much pleasure as I can. He makes a small noise, and it is not of pain. I nuzzle his neck, stroking deeply inside of him. He arches his back, and I increase my thrusts. He turns his head to meet my eyes, and I am relieved to see my own lust mirrored there. He licks his lips, a sinful and seductive motion. I suck that delightful tongue into my own mouth, burying myself again and again inside of him.
It is over far too quickly. I hold off my climax for as long as I can, desiring to savor every movement, every sound, every scent. He calls out my name, and a small growl escapes my lips as I peak inside of him. I collapse on top of him, pillowing my head on his shoulder. We are bathed in sweat, and the smell of sex hangs heavy in the room.
"Are you...all right?" I manage to breathe.
"Yeah." Harry strokes my hair, and I can tell it is damp from our exertions. I close my eyes, contended and drained. Whatever repercussions spring from this sinful union, I will deal with later. For now I wish to simply revel in the afterglow, feeling him beneath me, and resting inside of him. He is warm and soft and slightly damp, and I am-momentarily-content with what I have done.
But I know this feeling of contentment will fade. What I have done can never be undone, and I fear I have broken him. Even as he lies peacefully beneath me I know I have damned us both.
But at least we shall be together in our sin.
~Fin~
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