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Thicker Than Water	By : harriet Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 9575 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 5
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CHAPTER 17
He bit the lip hard drawing blood and a wanton moan from his lover below him. They lay entwined together on the grass hands mercilessly roaming each other’s body in a desperate attempt to find purchase.
“Do it, do it now.” The elder whimpered and begged as his younger partner licked a path down the center of his sternum and stomach, down to the nest of curls at the base of his thick leaking cock. No sooner had he reached his goal than he engulfed the sizeable length, palms splayed across the elder man’s stomach in an attempt at holding him still as he sucked the member down his throat. “Merlin fuck, harder.” The elder bucked beneath him trying and failing to push his hips up into the younger man’s face desperate to feel the nudge of the back of his throat. The hands on his stomach were firm however and despite scrunching his own hands tightly in the brown mop of hair bobbing up and down on his prick he knew it wouldn’t end like this. His partner was far too skilled for that, and after all this was ultimately about control. As predicted, with a sharp acid nip of teeth on his prick to stave off his impending orgasm his younger lover sat up to stare down at him.
“I want to hear you scream, they should hear you in Ireland for all I care.” The emerald green eyes were hooded in lust and he could do little but nod in understanding, as he was rolled over and up onto his knees by firm controlling hands. These were hands that knew what they were doing, knew how to bring pleasure but also how to bring pain. He felt himself being pushed against the tree they’d chosen for their outdoor tryst. His own cock smacked almost painfully into the rough bark of the tree as he spread his legs wantonly and move his hands up to rest either side of his head now resting against the trunk.
There was little preparation but both of them knew it wasn’t needed in either case. He was no stranger to this and his lover knew better than to hurt him without cause. There was a tantalizing smooth brush of a wet lucid tongue against his puckered entrance, nimble fingers holding his butt cheeks apart and undoubtly leaving bruises. The tongue left enough moisture behind before something much larger and thicker pressed into his private cavity.
“I want to hear my name from your lips. Scream for me.” The breath ghosted across his cheek as he felt the press of the body behind his own before a solid thrust sent his body slamming into the tree trunk in front of him. The rough bark of the tree scrapped his cheek and bit into his cock trapped between himself and the trunk. He screamed then shouting unsavory things that would make his mum blush. The pain that rocketed through him subsided quickly and he found himself breathlessly pressed against the tree, his eyes re opening as he felt a gentle hand on the small of his back guiding him into a rhythm. “Ride me, show me what you like.” The breath ghosted across his other cheek this time and he nodded against the tree, undoubtedly grazing his cheek some more. He moved then, his hands gripping into the tree above his head as he pushed back and impaled himself on the cock inside him. It was glorious as they rocked together, back onto the thick shaft of his partner and forward onto the rough biting bark of the unyielding tree trunk.
He did not last long and with his eyes wide open he stared at the first orange licks of sun peeking just above the horizon behind the tree as he screamed his name.
Harry.
Harry didn’t last much longer the tightening of his lover’s backside around his cock and the spray of cum that had hit the tree trunk between Charlie’s legs had tipped him over the edge. He came in an earth shattering cry, his nails digging hard into Charlie’s waist as he rode out the wave.
They collapsed on top of one another, Charlie sliding down to the base of the tree as Harry rolled over onto him. Their bodies were slick with beads of sweat that caught the rays of early morning sun as it rose in front of them. They lay together; Harry nestled between Charlie’s knees and back against the elder wizard’s chest. Harry wasn’t fooled this wasn’t love, this was comfort and respect. They watched the sun rise for another half hour until the warming charm Charlie had cast on them when they’d begun had worn off. Despite the sun it was still wintery and cold and both of them had begun to shiver. Feeling as if the moment had come to its natural close Harry went to stand up, but Charlie held him firm his hand slipping down to rest on top of the tattoo on his hip. Harry swallowed nervously but watched as Charlie traced his sisters initials inked on Harry’s skin.
“She did love you like one of us Harry, any of us would have stepped in front to save you. You know that right?” Harry covered Charlie’s hand on his hip with his own and turned to look over his shoulder at the red headed wizard.
“I know but it doesn’t make it hurt any less.” Charlie nodded and leaned forward capturing Harry’s lips in a deep passionate kiss that told more of emotions shared between brothers than lovers. Harry pulled away and sighed as he finally relented and stood up to look through the pile of clothes Charlie had dumped on the grass next to them last night.
“You need to let him in Harry.” Charlie watched cautiously as Harry found a pair of boxer shorts and pulled them on, before tossing a pair to Charlie who still hadn’t moved from the base of the tree. When Harry didn’t reply Charlie continued, knowing that this needed to be said. There couldn’t be many more nights like last night between them or Harry would never let go. “He loves you Harry, I see it in him every time he looks at you. He always has done but was never allowed to act upon it. If you are going to kill for him Harry you need to let him in, to give him a reason.” Charlie finally stood up and stepped up to Harry, who’d turned his back on Charlie to stare out at the sun rise. The cold winter’s air was biting at his exposed skin and he shivered as he felt Charlie step up behind him and wrap his arms tightly around his body in warmth.
“And what if he decides that when he gets his freedom he doesn’t want a magicless, muggle born, orphan who has murdered people.” Harry sighed heavily, pain in his knuckles was almost unbearable and he knew having not had ice on them last night as Snape had said, would cost him dearly today.
“We will cross that bridge if it ever comes but you need to take a leap of faith and trust him Harry. He hasn’t watched your back for 25 years for nothing.” Charlie tightened his hold on Harry and he smiled when he felt the young man in his embrace kiss him gently on the forearms. “Now let’s get you back to The Burrow, your hand is swollen really badly.” Harry nodded as he slipped from Charlie’s embrace. The pair got dressed in companionable silence before they followed the sheep tracks back down the hill and across the fields to The Burrow.
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Authors Note: I love Charlie and Harry together.................but I love Snape and Harry better. :)
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