When the Man Comes Around | By : Lestette Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 25788 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Thank you to everyone who has read/rated/reviewed! You guys keep me going and I just wanted to say thank you. Lilitan, your review made me laugh, and I appreciate that!
Thanks! :)
Chapter 3
"Sirius!" Harry sighed, relief washing over him as his Godfather stepped into the room, gently closing the door behind himself.
"Hello Harry," Sirius replied in his typical calm, soothing voice, though there was something else in it that Harry could not place. Harry turned back into the water to continue to scrub his skin clean. His hands ran over his face as the water fell down upon him. With his eyes still closed he turned around to get his face out of the water, when a pair of lips met his and a mustache tickled his nose. The touch was gentle enough, but Harry still jumped back in surprise. Wiping the water out of his eyes, he stared at Sirius.
"You know... you're father and I..." Sirius began, his typical sly grin on his face.
"Oh, not you too!" Harry begged, not wanting to hear that his father had fooled around with yet another man. Sirius stared at him blankly for a moment, not completely certain what he was saying. Sirius chose to ignore the comment and pulled Harry towards him, kissing him again. Harry's tension already having built up so far, he found himself easily becoming aroused by the thankfully kind touch. Sirius's soft tongue greeted Harry's lips and wormed it's way into the his mouth. To his embarrassment his cock nearly bounced up, stretching forward to press into Sirius's stomach. Sirius broke his lips apart from Harry's and stole a look downward, with a smile on his face he looked back up at Harry and raised his eyebrow suggestively.
"You are more like your father than you know..." Sirius chuckled, running his fingers along the side of Harry's face, down his chest, across his stomach, over his pelvis and teasingly across the length of his shaft. Harry groaned and arched his hips forward, his cock crying out for attention.
"Do you know what your father's favorite was?" Sirius asked in a whisper as his fingers lovingly stroked Harry.
"No... but I'd love to find out" Harry managed to rasp out, closing his eyelids lightly, enjoying the sensation of being fondled. Sirius moaned lightly in agreement and he began planting kisses around Harry's collar bone. Harry's mind was so dizzy with delight he barely registered Sirius spinning him around, his kisses working their way around to the back of his neck. Sirius lowered himself and Harry down onto their knees. Brushing his lips down Harry's back, he gently pushed Harry onto all fours. Harry was knocked back to his senses as he felt Sirius uncomfortable large organ enter him from behind without warning. Harry cried out once as his already battered opening clenched and pulsated. A deep chested moan rose from Sirius as the tight orifice teased his cock, squeezing it ever so perfectly.
"That's it James..." Sirius whispered, completely lost in the moment as he rocked himself back and forth. His touch was clumsy as he was lost in his own pleasure, but his hand found Harry's throbbing erection and stroked it unevenly. Harry took notice of Sirius's slip, but chose not to ruin the moment. His backside ached but Sirius's still managed to find the spot within him that tingled with pleasure. Harry bounced back and forth off of Sirius's hips, their bony frame was sure to leave bruises on him.
Sirius pressed himself deeper and deeper into Harry, grinding their hips together and groaning loudly. Harry cringed as Sirius ground into him, his hands searching out blindly for something to hold on to, but finding nothing. Water ran into Harry's eyes as he gazed at the bottom of the tub, concern crossing his expression as he saw a few splotches of blood traveling towards the drain.
Wrapping his arms around his waist, Sirius leaned forward to lay on Harry's back, his thrusts growing more shallow and hurried. Harry's tried to lift one of his hands from the bath tub floor to attempt to relieve his mass amount of tension, but found he needed both hands firmly planted in order to keep them them falling over.
Sirius began kissing Harry's back again, licking it tenderly. A soft sigh escape Harry's lips as received the attention that he desperately sought after. Sirius grip around his shaft tightened slightly and Harry moaned loudly. He could feel the pressure of his release building up, all the anticipation, the longing all of it piling up inside of him, screaming to be released. Harry knew he counted on his Godfather for so much, and he felt Sirius's tender kisses grow more feverish across his skin, believing Sirius would give him what he truly wanted.
Leaning back off of Harry again, Sirius's thrusts became slower and more demanding as knocked him around. His hands leaving Harry's cock to hold onto his hips and force him more violently against him. The strong grip of the older man's hands made Harry wince in pain as the slapping of wet skin against wet skin grew louder and sharper.
"Yes, James, yes that's it," Sirius moaned out, once again using the wrong name. His thrusts becoming so violent that Harry was pitched forward onto his elbows and his face pressed against the bottom of the bath tub. Harry's cock flopped painfully up and down in rhythm with Sirius's pace as Harry silently begged for him to reach down around and clasp it again.
"Mmm" Sirius moaned out as he reached his climax, his nails dug into Harry's already tainted hips. Harry shuddered with frustration as his own lack of release went unnoticed by the other man and he could feel his Godfather's length shivering inside him with joy as it leaked his seed.
"Just like your father..." Sirius whispered. With broad smile evident in his voice, he removed himself from Harry, stood and exited the shower. Harry remained at the bottom of the shower, his breathing heavy and ragged as his cock twitched, desperately pleading at him to end it's suffering. He attempted to sit back, but found the pain was too great in his backside to sit on it, so he resolved to remain on his knees. When he heard Sirius finally exit the bathroom, he wasted no time, his hand went his yearning cock. His fingers wrap around it firmly, his thumb gliding over the slick head. He stroked it once, feeling so close to the blissfulness of his release. He only managed a few brief strokes , however, before there was a knock and the door opened again.
"Sorry, sir, Dobby just wanted to see if Mr. Harry Potter needed anymore towels, sir..."
A/N: Yea... I'm going there...
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