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Preventative Measures	By : SpeedyTomato Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 151582 -:- Recommendations : 8 -:- Currently Reading : 30
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Chapter 34

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With help from Lynn who works with me when it comes to flow, continuity and other issues.

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Hearing the front door open, Harry looked up from the book he was reading, brow furrowed. Severus was here, so it wasn't him coming in. As the man was usually the only one to come over, unless something was said ahead of time, he was curious about whom it might be. Seeing Tonks come in, he nodded to her then went back to reading. She was one he wasn't sure about at this point, so he didn't want to engage much. Oh, she seemed nice enough and was Sirius' cousin, someone he said he liked, but there was enough he knew about, other than that, such as what was said at meetings, to make him wary.
After saying hi to everyone, Tonks took a seat across from Harry. Looking around, she said, “I just wanted to pass along some information. It's something one of you might want to get to Albus.” Seeing wary nods and concerned looks, she added, “It's something that can help. Those memories Harry gave during the hearing about what happened in the graveyard are under investigation. Rufus actually assigned a couple Aurors to start looking into what was shown there, including about Wormtail. One of them is Kingsley. He told me, quietly, to get word to Albus that he'll fill him in when he can. I would have popped over to see him, but he's not home today. He said something about the Board and bits he has to attend to.”
“I'll make sure he gets word,” Severus told her with a determined nod. “I have to get with him about several matters anyway, so I'll pass that to him as well. He should be home this afternoon. Let me see what I can manage.”
“This is good, though,” Sirius admitted with a grin, hopeful that something would finally be done about getting him cleared. “How seriously are they taking this, do you know? Are they leaning towards it being authentic or just to prove them wrong?”
“The rumblings I keep hearing are that Rufus and Madam Bones think they are real,” Tonks told him honestly. Eyes flitting to Harry, who was now paying attention, she added, “Everything else Harry showed has proven it was real, so they are taking the same stance with this is as well.”
“That's what we need,” Remus said, pleased with this. Clasping his hands on the table, he looked around then asked, slightly wary, “If it does pan out and they start really digging, what do you think is coming? That way we can prepare.”
“I honestly don't know,” she admitted with a shake of her head. “I think, maybe, they'll bring Harry in to question him about it. That way they can get names so they can look into who was there. Let me see what I can find out. That or Kingsley might know. Maybe asking Moody will help.”
“I told that fool Fudge last year just what some of this meant,” Severus sneered, though he was pleased about this. It could only help. “He didn't want to believe it.”
“I'm sure that'll come in as well,” Tonks told him with a nod, pink hair bouncing slightly. “When we can figure out what to prepare for, we'll let you know. I'm just not sure.”
“We'll see what we can do to find out. That or Albus can. He should know as he still has plenty of contacts,” Remus told her, looking pleased.
Making a mental note to get with Lucius so he was warned, as he was one who was present in that graveyard, Sirius said, “Anything else you hear, let us know. That way Harry can prepare himself if he gets called in.”
“We'll do that as well,” Tonks told him, a determined bent to her voice. “I'll make sure I say something to Kingsley as he'll be more involved than I will in it.” Looking at Harry, she said, “It won't be bad if you do get called in, I swear. That means they want names so they can look. Just contact your solicitor so he can be there with you.”
“I will,” Harry told her, fully planning to do just that as he wasn't about to try to go it alone. No chance there.
Gazing at Harry, gut curdling with guilt over so much, not to mention knowing what she did about people dealing with the aftermath of sexual assaults, she wanted to try to help. Quietly, keeping her tone soft, she said, “Harry, we have a list of Mind Healers that specialize in what you went through. I'll get them to Sirius. I think you should seriously consider talking to one.”
Stiffening up, looking at her, Harry shook his head, “No thanks.” That—he didn't want to go there. The mere thought of talking to a stranger about what he went through was enough to make him cringe. He just plain couldn't handle that. All there was to it.
“It can help you, Harry, I swear it can. What you're dealing with is hard. These people know that and have extra training to help you get a handle on what you are going through. Just give it a chance,” Tonks told him as gently as she could. “They are very good. I swear they are. The Ministry makes all those that are on the referral list go through a rigorous check to ensure they are the best there is.”
Eyes narrowing at the mention of the Ministry being involved, Harry snapped, “No! Leave it, yeah? I don't want to.” With that, he just wanted to get out of the damned kitchen and away from her. Agitated and upset, he didn't know what to do.
“How about this; let me leave the list with Sirius. You might not be comfortable with it now, but down the line you might change your mind,” Tonks told him gently. “Just think it over.” She thought that as long as the option was out there, he might rethink it or the other three could talk him into it down the line. They had to know this could only help.
That's all Harry could take. Feeling the first stirrings of not only a slight panic over it, feeling ill that she knew what went on, but anger at her pushing it, he shook his head. He needed out of there, all there was to it, before he blew up. That he didn't want to do. Thinking, he finally said, tone slightly strangled, “I want a Coke.” With that, he stood and left the kitchen, fully planning to go to their room and sit holding Elliot for a while.
Sirius had been about to say something to his cousin about backing off when he saw Harry's reaction then the code phrase was tossed out. Taking that for what it was, he said, standing, “Let me go check on him.” Without waiting for an answer, he left, planning to fulfill just what he talked about with Harry until he calmed down.
Taking that for what it was, Remus glanced at Severus, who was looking his way, then to the obviously confused Tonks. He knew that she was only trying to help, so he said, gently, “Leave the list with us. Just give Harry time. He's not dealing with the situation well at the moment. We'll see what we can do to talk him into seeing someone when he gets in a better place.”
“He needs help,” the now upset Tonks said, glancing at the door. Shaking her head as she passed the list over to Remus, she added, “That reaction alone tells me that he needs to talk to someone that knows what they're doing.”
“We know,” Severus said. “Give us time. Just don't expect him to agree any time soon. He's—having his issues with plenty of this. Black will get him calmed down. For now, we need to leave it. That you may want to pass along. Don't mention it. Any of you. Let him come to terms with it his own way.”
“This—it can lead to plenty if he doesn't get a handle on it, Severus,” Tonks told him, concerned, looking at the door Harry vanished out of. “And probably already is from the reaction I just saw.”
“Let Sirius take it on,” Remus told her softly, though his tone containing a determined bent. “Harry has issues. None of us will tell you otherwise. Now isn't the time to push him. So much has been tossed in his direction in a short time, that prodding him too hard will make it worse. Let us see what we can manage.”
“I understand,” she sighed, shaking her head. “I didn't mean to cause problems. All I want to do is help.”
“We'll pass that along as well,” Severus told her, planning to do that.
Sighing, glancing at the door again, Tonks then stood. “I have to get back to work. If I hear anymore, I'll come back over when I can.” Seeing the two nod, she then left, though she was troubled.

Holding Harry close, making sure that the blanket was wrapped around him, Sirius rocked his godson slowly. He was pleased with this, though. No, not Tonks setting him off, but that Harry didn't just sit there and grow more upset. Instead, he walked off and let him know that he needed time away. Oh, there was no doubt that he knew Harry was at the end of what he could take. Anyone that knew his godson could have easily seen that. And he had planned to get him out of there before it grew worse. Harry, though, did it for him and let them all know he was done. Perfect. It meant that what they had in place might work to defuse plenty when it got bad. That's what they needed.
Kissing Harry on top of the head, stroking his back through the blanket, Sirius didn't say anything. As of now, Harry was holding tightly to him with one arm, eyes shut, holding Elliot with the other. Oh, he couldn't see the stuffed dragon, as he was under the blanket, but he could easily see the shifting lump that was Elliot. Good. He was sure that what Tonks said wasn't the whole problem, though it set off the reaction. Tonight was the first night Lucius was coming to stay with them. That probably factored in heavily. Add to it the mounting stress of plenty of other areas, and Harry was most likely more easily set off than normal. That just meant he had to keep going with what he was doing. Already he could feel that Harry didn't seem as tense, his muscles having relaxed from what they were. Perfect. Absolutely perfect.
After Harry shifted around slightly, Sirius made sure the blanket was in place then he looked down at his godson. “Feeling better?” He asked softly, wanting to judge what was going on.
“Some,” Harry sighed, clinging to Sirius, holding Elliot close. Eyes shut, he focused on the gentle rocking, something that seemed to help a lot in what he was dealing with. He didn't know why, but it did. So, he would go with it.
“Daddy will hold you as long as you want,” Sirius told him softly, though pleased to know that it was helping. “We'll stay up here and no one will bother us. Don't worry. Just relax and calm down. When you want to get up, let me know. We can take as long as you need, Harry.”
Nodding to let Sirius know he heard, Harry snuggled into his godfather a little more. As this felt good and helped, he wanted it to continue. For some time. As long as Sirius didn't mind, that was.
Giving Harry another kiss on the head, Sirius continued rocking, smiling slightly. Yeah, this felt good for more than Harry. He loved it as well. So, they could go on for as long as his godson wanted. While he did agree with Tonks in that Harry needed help of some sort from a professional, now wasn't the time to bring that up. He would just handle whatever came the way they were. It wasn't the best, he knew that, but it was working. That's all that mattered to him.

Hearing the soft pop of a house elf coming into the room, Sirius looked up from working on the castle and grinned. As expected, it was Lucius. Good. Nudging Harry, who had looked up as well, he said, “Have Kreacher go down and deliver the message like we discussed. That way Snape and Remus know he's here.”
Taking the packages he brought out of his pockets and enlarging them, he walked over and took a seat on the floor by the two with a soft groan. “I'm too old to sit like this,” he groused, though he was smirking as he did.
“Bullshite, Lucius,” Sirius snorted, shaking his head. “You're not much older than I am. All it comes down to is you aren't used to sitting like this, nothing more. You're used to your comfortable furniture with lots of padding.”
“Very true,” Lucius conceded. Waiting until Harry finished with the message to Kreacher, who was completely cleaned up and looking like a house elf should, then for him to pop away, he said, eying the castle, “I can understand why you both like these blocks. Quite impressive work.”
“Easy as hell, too,” Sirius grinned, snapping more blocks into place. When he finished with what he was working on, he wrapped his arms around Harry and held him then said, “We have something we need to pass on to you so you can prepare.” Seeing Lucius look at him, brow furrowed, Sirius imparted what Tonks said. Shaking his head when he finished, he added, “We're not sure what's coming, obviously, but we needed to pass it along to you so you know. Harry told us that the evil arse said your name. What's going to come we don't know. We've already sent something off to Harry's solicitor, so he's aware.”
Groaning and pinching the bridge of his nose, Lucius sighed. “Understood. I'll get with my solicitor to let him know it might end up an issue. We'll judge from there as it plays out. Nothing to fear. If it comes and Harry gets pulled in, I want him to say I was there.”
Eyes going wide, Harry asked, tone bewildered, “Why? I can keep your name out of it.”
“It would look decidedly odd if you did,” Lucius told him, reaching out to put a hand on his head. “Just tell the complete truth. There is little they can do to me if I was just there. If you did leave my name out, people might grow suspicious. That we don't want.”
Understanding, Harry sighed and nodded. “Gotcha.”
“If you have to, give up the full memory, including the part with me. In the end, I can wiggle myself out of it without issue. Let's face it, anyone can deduce what might have come to pass if I didn't show. That I can easily use. We don't want anyone growing suspicious that something might be off with all of us. Never fear, Harry, I know how to protect myself. Do what you have to,” Lucius told him gently. “If we play this right, we can expose the complete truth in the end; that I was helping all of you and passing information. That will be worth more to me in getting myself out of the problem than anything else. We just have to wait it out. Nothing more than that.”
“We'll go by that and do what we have to,” Sirius told him with a nod. “If it comes to that, we'll have Harry's solicitor pass the information to yours. He's aware that we're all helping each other, so I don't see a problem with a conflict.”
“That will work well,” Lucius admitted. “When, or if, the time comes, we'll go that route. Until then, nothing to worry about. Though I do appreciate the fair warning.” Changing tracks, he said, “I brought over several presents, for the both of you.” Smirking, he said, “I knew when Sirius saw the one, he would want one for himself, so I bought two.” With that, he passed over the two smaller packages and waited, completely amused.
Opening it, Harry wasn't sure what to make of the box when he saw it. It had a broom, though small, that was a toy of some kind. He was about to ask questions when he heard Sirius cackle happily. Looking over his shoulder at his godfather, he waited to see what it was.
Tearing open the box, grinning, Sirius said, “I remember these things! I had one as a kid. Oh, this is great. We'll have fun with them and Elliot!” Seeing his godson's confused look, he explained, “It's a small broom with a Quidditch figure on it. You use a pad to control its movement.”
Understanding, figuring it was something like a remote control toy, Harry opened the box and pulled it out. Reading the simple instructions that came with it, he quickly had the broom in the air, zooming it around. As Sirius had said, Elliot took immediate interest and was off his lap, following it, belching fake flames and roaring. “Alright, that is absolutely brilliant! Thanks--,” pausing there, Harry wasn't sure what name to use. After a couple moments, he said, voice quiet, “Daddy.”
Pleased with the use of the name, Lucius reached over and patted him on the shoulder then gave it a squeeze, “You're quite welcome. I assumed the two of you could have some fun with them.”
“Oh, you bet your arse we will,” Sirius grinned, navigating his around to where Elliot was trying to chase both of the brooms, roaring loudly. “Great idea, Lucius!”
Smirking again, Lucius shook his head, “I assumed that if I didn't get two, you would spend plenty of time trying to get Harry's away from him to play with it.”
“I would, I admit it,” Sirius grinned, chasing Elliot around with his, cackling as the dragon roared and tried to get the broom.
Waiting until Harry put the controller down after landing his, Lucius then passed the rest of the packages over to Harry. “Those are for you.” Stopping, he waited for the reaction.
Opening them, Harry flushed as he pulled out stuffed animals, including a huge black dog, stag and wolf. Tapping them with his wand when Lucius indicated that's what he should do, he grinned sheepishly as they grew to life size. They were great and would make wonderful decorations. “Thanks, Daddy,” he said, looking them over. They were brilliant and he liked them.
“You're welcome,” Lucius said, pleased. “I brought some toy catalogs over so you can take a gander at them and see if you want anything. Just let me know if you do.”
Landing his own broom and setting it aside, grinning as Elliot perched on the stag, appearing to look it over and see if it was a threat of any kind, Sirius chuckled, “We'll do that. That way we can find some new toys to pick out.” Looking around to make sure that they hadn’t dropped any of the blocks and not seeing any, Sirius patted Harry. “Let's move over to the other side of the room. Supper should be ready. I made sure the elves knew to deliver it when it was. We can sit and have a good nosh and talk for a while.”
Nodding and standing, glancing around for any of the Legos they may have dropped, as he didn't want to step on them, Harry stretched then petted Elliot as he perched on his shoulder after flying over. Though he was uptight about this as he hadn't spent much time with Lucius other than through the mirror, he would go with it.

Shifting around, back against the headboard, Lucius moved Harry to where he was straddling his lap. This was good to start. He was just in his boxers and Harry was in his nappy. Putting a hand on the back of Harry's head, he pulled him down into a kiss. Though he had kissed Harry before, it wasn't like this. The other times were more of just a show of affection as people were around. This time was different because it was leading to something sexual. He could easily feel that Harry was plenty uptight about where this was going, but he wasn't pulling away, either. That was good. Sirius was seated at the end of the bed, sprawled against the footboard of it. They both wanted him to stay close to alleviate Harry's anxiety over the encounter, but not to interject himself yet. No, the plan was for him to press on first so they could judge how to go about it. As soon as they got moving to something blatantly sexual, Sirius would join in.
Holding Harry close, he deepened the kiss, letting his tongue slip into the teen's mouth. While he did that, he let his hand wander down Harry's bare chest until he reached the nappy. Letting it drift over the front, he was pleased to feel Harry's erection. Good! Though apprehensive, Harry was aroused as well. Perfect. Rubbing the younger man's cock, he pulled Harry tighter to him, grinding up against him slightly so he could feel his own. That elicited a moan from Harry, something Lucius adored. Deftly, he undid the nappy and pulled the front down. Then, for the first time, he let his fingers drift over Harry' hard cock. That elicited a louder moan, pleasing Lucius. Wrapping his hand around Harry's cock, he stroked it, feeling Harry shiver from the sensations. Perfect!
Breaking off the kiss, Lucius panted slightly and looked at the flushed, shivering Harry then said, softly, keeping a gentle tone, “Daddy wants to play with his little boy. Do you want to play, Harry?”
“Yes, Daddy,” Harry told him, voice slightly uneven, shivering as he did. Oh, he did, that's for damned sure. He wanted to feel that huge cock of Lucius' in his arse and had since he first saw it. In fact, he dreamed about it more than once and Sirius had talked about it with him a few times. So, yeah, he wanted to, in the worst way.
“Good boy,” Lucius murmured, leaning forward and kissing Harry again. After breaking it off, he put his mouth next to Harry's ear and whispered, “Remember; no naughty words, Harry. Be a good boy and don't use those.”
“I'll try,” Harry told him, clinging to Lucius. That would be hard as he was used to the colorful language during sex. He just hoped that the two would give him some prompting so he knew what to say as he was having a hard time wrapping his mind around some of the names 'littles' might use for various things.
“Very good boy,” Lucius praised. With that, he grabbed the lube that was secreted under one of the pillows and prodded Harry to shift around. Quickly, he got him onto all fours, what he wanted. As Harry had said this was his favorite position, he would go with it. At least for now. Stripping out of his boxers, he knelt behind Harry then slicked up his fingers with the lube. As he knew, from talks with Sirius, that Harry was one that was aware how to deal with the pain of the initial entrance, Lucius rubbed his finger around Harry's arsehole then slowly began to ease it in. While he did that, he reached down to stroke his already slightly twitching cock with his other hand. As expected, he heard Harry moan then felt his finger slip in easily as Harry bore down. Good. Looking up at Sirius, who also had stripped out of his boxers and was stroking his own hard flesh, he nodded, the signal they had worked out beforehand, then pressed on.
Slowly fucking Harry with the one finger, Lucius then slipped the second in, smirking as Harry shook violently and moaned. Perfect. Scissoring his fingers, he tried stretching him the best he could. Though he knew Harry liked bigger, he didn't want to cause pain as this wasn't the same as Harry doing it to himself. When alone, Harry knew just what he was doing and how to go about it. This was different and he didn't want to cause discomfort if he could at all help it. Oh, that was coming, no doubt there, as Sirius, who Harry was used to, wasn't as big as he was. Even after all these years, he still caused Sirius some discomfort at the initial penetration. So, he wanted to make sure he minimized it the best he could. That and he was going for distraction when he did slide himself in so Harry wasn't tense.
Watching what was going on, Sirius found it highly arousing. Stroking his cock, eyes locked on the two, he stayed put until Lucius tipped him the nod. That was his signal to join in and distract Harry. At least slightly.
Slipping up and kneeling in front of his godson, he stroked his cock with one hand, putting his other on the back of Harry's head. Seeing Harry clutching Elliot with one arm, he stroked his head. Panting slightly, he said, “Suck Daddy's cock, Harry.” Honestly? This wasn't something Harry had done for him yet. They tended to 'play' a different way, going more for intercourse rather than oral. Not that he had anything against the practice, he tended to like getting to the main event and skipping this. Running his fingers through Harry's hair, he waited, panting as he watched what Lucius was doing.
Moaning at the sensation of Lucius' fingers in his arse, Harry panted heavily. Clutching Elliot close, feeling the stuffed dragon cling to him, he shivered from what he was feeling. Licking his lips, he looked at Sirius cock then licked the head of it a few times before taking it in his mouth. Letting loose of Elliot, feeling the dragon still clinging to him, he grasped Sirius cock with one hand, holding himself up with the other then began to suck on the head of it, letting his tongue find that place just under the head to rub against while he did. Bobbing his head slightly, he continued to rub there while he sucked. As Lucius slipped a third finger in, he moaned around Sirius' cock, shaking madly. Oh this felt fucking amazing! It was one thing to talk or read about a threesome, but another to experience it.
Head dropping back, Sirius moaned loudly. Oh, that was damned good! Putting his hands on Harry's head, he just held on, nothing more, making damned sure to keep himself from thrusting. He was just going to let Harry do what he wanted until it was time to press on. That and he was going to keep this in mind for when they were alone because it felt fucking amazing. “Yes, Harry,” he hissed through clenched teeth, shivering. “Suck Daddy's cock.”
Lowering his mouth down to where his hand was, Harry began to bob his head, sucking as he did. Letting his tongue drag up and down the underside as he sucked, he pressed back onto Lucius' fingers, loving the feeling.
Feeling Harry grind back on his fingers, Lucius was ready to press forward. Eyes locked on Sirius' cock in Harry's mouth, adoring the sight, he twisted his fingers around one last time before pulling them out. Hand trembling slightly, he poured the lube on his cock then stroked it, making sure it was well coated. Grasping it firmly, he put the head of it to Harry's arsehole then said, tone slightly uneven, “Just relax, Harry. Daddy's going to fuck you now.” He hoped that Harry wouldn't tense up and make the entrance hurt worse than normal. That none of them needed. When he heard a loud moan from his little boy, he began to ease his cock in slowly, pressing against the still tight entrance.
Moaning on Sirius' cock again as he felt the head of Lucius' against his arsehole, Harry pushed out, wanting to feel that big cock in his arse. As expected, it slipped in easily. Moaning loudly once more, shaking madly, he ground back against Lucius, hoping he got the hint to fuck him. Oh, there was a heavy burn, no doubt there, but it wasn't anything he couldn't handle. All he knew was he could deal with it in order to feel Lucius fuck him.
Head dropping back, moaning loudly as his whole cock slid into that tight arse of Harry's, Lucius shook madly. “Oh, yes,” he panted out. Gripping Harry's hips tightly, he shivered then began to thrust as he felt Harry grind on him, assuming that meant he was ready. He would go slow at first, knowing it had to burn, but he wanted to fuck this arse, badly. “Such a good boy,” he panted out as he moved, grinding slightly as he thrust.
Watching Lucius' big cock slide into Harry's arse, Sirius groaned. That was a huge fucking turn-on, that's for damned sure! Panting himself, holding Harry's head, he began to thrust slightly. Not enough to gag Harry, of course, as his godson has his hand wrapped around his cock so he couldn't do that, but enough to help what was going on.
Fucking Harry in long deep strokes, Lucius panted heavily. It felt amazing! “Such a good boy for Daddy,” he groaned, rolling his hips slightly as he began to pick up speed. Harry felt different than Sirius, of course, and it was wonderful. Feeling Harry press back on his cock as he fucked him, he began thrusting harder. “Daddy's cock feels so good in your arse, Harry.”
Whimpering softly, around Sirius' cock, Harry ground back on Lucius, wanting him to go harder and faster. Oh this was good and he loved it! Lucius was far bigger than anything he had taken, well, that wasn't a toy anyway, and he adored how it felt, wanting more.
“Fuck,” Sirius muttered, watching what was going on. The mere fact that Lucius' big cock was in Harry's arse, fucking him in long strokes and he could see it was fantastic. Harry's hot mouth around his was even better. Though he adored what Harry was doing, he wanted more. He wanted to slide his cock into Lucius' arse like they had already worked out. Looking at his long-term lover, he panted, “I want to fuck you. Nice and hard.”
Not stopping or missing a stroke, Lucius nodded, adoring the idea. Already, his body was slick with sweat, skin dancing with sensation. And he wanted more. So, it was time to press on.
Sliding his cock out of Harry's arse, hearing a whimper from his youngest lover, he stroked a hand up and down Harry's sweaty back. “Such a good boy,” he murmured. Gently, he rolled Harry onto his back. Sliding between Harry's now spread legs, he propped them on his thighs then slipped his cock back into that tight arse. Moaning as his throbbing flesh slid in, he then leaned over him and kissed him passionately, letting his tongue slip in his mouth as he did. Palms flat on the bed, he began to fuck Harry harder while their mouths were locked.
Slipping an arm around Lucius, holding him tightly, Harry wrapped his other arm around Elliot and held him close. Moaning into Lucius' mouth, he thrust up onto the cock in his arse. The burn was gone, of course, leaving the amazing sensations that had his whole body feeling like it was on fire, skin tingling and sweat beading all over it. Though he wanted to reach down and stroke his own twitching cock, he didn't. Instead, he would wait and see what his daddies wanted to do. Besides, as turned on as he was, it would end quickly if he did that.
Shifting around on the bed, Sirius slid up behind Lucius. Wrapping an arm around his long-term lover, he kissed him on the shoulder then grabbed the lube. Dumping it in his palm, he made sure his fingers were then coated before slipping them between Lucius' arsecheeks. Tickling the tigh pucker there, he let one finger slide in while wrapping his arm around Lucius' waist. Holding him close, he fucked him with the finger, twisting it around. As the two of them were used to doing this on a regular basis, it wouldn't take long and he could press on. Thrusting it in sync with Lucius fucking Harry, he slipped a second in, twisting the two and spreading them. Panting heavily as he looked over Lucius' shoulder, he watched Harry as he prepped him. Oh this was a bigger turn-on than he thought it would be, that's for damned sure!
After sliding a third finger in and feeling as though Lucius was ready, Sirius pulled them out then put his hand on Lucius' shoulder, pressing him forward as a signal of what he wanted to do. Then he waited while coating his now twitching cock with lube.
Bending over, propping himself over Harry on one forearm, Lucius kissed him passionately again, hips stilling as he waited for Sirius. It had been a very long time since he had done this and was looking forward to it. Breaking off the kiss, he slipped a hand under Harry's lower back and lifted him up slightly, pulling him down further on his thighs. “Such a good boy for your daddies,” he panted, shivering just a little. “Harry is a good boy.”
Moaning softly himself, Harry clung to Lucius with one arm, clenching his arse around the cock buried in it. Feeling his own cock twitch madly, he panted, trying to keep his language under control and not phrase it like he normally did, “Touch me, Daddy.” Oh, he didn't want to cum just yet, but he wanted to feel Lucius' hand on it to relieve some of the pressure building up.
“Good boy,” Lucius praised, knowing that wasn't the way Harry usually phrased anything. While he would have preferred him use some of the words a 'little' would, this was a step in that direction. It would just take some time getting to that point. As long as he didn't use his normal vocabulary, he wouldn't complain or say anything. Reaching between them, he grabbed Harry's cock and gave it a squeeze, loving the loud moan that elicited from his younger lover. Slowly, Lucius stroked Harry's cock, making sure not to go too fast so Harry didn't find his end too soon. With that, he looked over his shoulder at Sirius, hoping he would hurry.
Placing his cock at Lucius' arsehole, Sirius thrust his hips, easing the head through the muscle there. As he knew Lucius well, he was able to press on quickly because his long-term lover relished the burn that came. Grunting as the head passed through then the shaft slid easily in, he buried himself balls deep in Lucius' arse, panting heavily. Looking up to watch what was going on with the two, he began to thrust, hard, so that Harry would feel it as well, knowing his movements were what was going to drive Lucius' cock into Harry. Leaning over Lucius' back slightly, hands on hips, he gritted his teeth then began fucking him in long, hard, quick strokes. As always, Lucius' arse felt amazing around his cock and he loved it.
Moaning loudly, body seeming to completely ignite, Harry held tightly to Lucius, thrusting onto him as hard as he could. Arching up, fingers digging into Elliot, he bit his bottom lip to keep from saying some of what he wanted to. Whimpering and shaking, his eyes drifted shut as he felt his blood seem to catch fire, rushing though his body, igniting everything in its wake.
Grunting, Lucius let Sirius do the thrusting, adoring the feeling of not only having his cock in a nice tight arse, but having one buried in his own. Panting heavily, he told Sirius, “Harder!” Hand moving faster on Harry's cock, he felt a very familiar liquid heat pool in his lower belly, seeming to throb, sending out hot sparks that ignited the rest of it. That was enough to tell him this wasn't going to last much longer.
Thrusting harder, grinding into Lucius' arse, Sirius held tightly to him, the tops of his fingers digging into Lucius' flesh. “You both need to cum,” he grunted out, feeling his own orgasm approaching. He also wasn't sure how much longer he could hold out. This wasn't something he had done before, so the excitement of something new was driving the whole thing. Not to mention who he was doing it with.
Moving his hand faster on Harry's cock, wringing the head as he did, Lucius stammered out, his whole body twitching, trying to hold on to his flagging self control, “Cum for your daddies, Harry. Be a good boy and cum!”
Stiffening up, grinding himself onto Lucius' cock, Harry bit down on his bottom lip harder. Breath hissing through his clenched jaw, he shuddered violently as Lucius' hand brought him to the edge. After a particularly hard thrust, he let out a strangled cry and came, coating both him and Lucius with it, body shaking madly as the pleasurable waves crashed over him, every hair on his body standing on end.
Feeling Harry's already tight arse clench around his cock, Lucius groaned loudly, not releasing Harry’s cock, then came himself. Head dropping back, he panted, loving the sensations that engulfed his body as he rode out his orgasm.
Snarling softly, Sirius kept thrusting as Lucius' arse spasmed around his cock. Grinding into him, he panted heavily then came with a grunt, clutching tightly to his lover as his body rocked and pulsed with the sensations. Oh, fuck yes, that was good.

Long after getting cleaned up, the three were relaxing in bed, finishing up a drink before they would go to sleep. Lucius, lying on his side, had an arm draped over Harry while Sirius was sitting up on the other side of his godson. They weren't doing anything but talking quietly, all of them sleepy.
Downing the last of his beer, Sirius chucked the empty bottle into the bin then groaned. “Let me go find the loo one last time then we can get some sleep.” Seeing nods from the two, he slipped out of bed, grabbing his wand like always. Scratching his bare stomach, he padded towards the bathroom, naked and barefooted.
Rounding the end of the bed, which was closest to the area they used to build the castle, his foot came down on something that felt like sharp spikes. Yelping loudly, he grabbed his foot then began to hop around, snarling and rubbing the sole of his foot. “Son of a fucking bitch!” He snarled, wondering just what he had stepped on. As he was hopping, his other foot came down on the Lego as well. That's when the serious cursing began.
Sitting up, seeing Lucius do the same, Harry watched as Sirius hopped back and forth at the foot of the bed, swearing loudly. Eyes wide, figuring what happened as they hadn't summoned the Legos, he tried not to chuckle. Listening to the long and rather creative litany of curse words, he held Elliot close.
Snorting, trying not to look completely amused, Lucius watched his lover hop back and forth, shaking his head as certain things flopped here and there. “What's the problem, Sirius?” He finally asked when he was sure he could keep the amusement out of his tone.
Stopping the hopping and limping back to where he had stepped on whatever, Sirius looked down and huffed, snarling more. Bending over, he picked up a Lego and tossed it onto the table with the rest of them. “One of the bricks.” Shaking his head, he muttered, heading for the bathroom, trying to muster some dignity over this, “We are summoning those fucking things from now on when we're done.” Hobbling in that direction, ignoring a snicker from Harry, just happy it wasn't an 'I told you so' as Harry had warned him how bad it was to step on them, Sirius misjudged the distance of a small table that was there. Stubbing his toe, he went off on a swearing frenzy that was enough to make even the most hardened criminal in Azkaban blush. Slashing his wand at the table, it exploded into bits, then he hobbled his way into the bathroom, slamming the door behind him, still swearing.
Sitting there, clutching Elliot close, Harry's shoulders were shaking. Grinning, he said, “And you lot thought my language was colorful! I think I learned some new words and very interesting ways of phrasing them!”
Snorting himself, Lucius shook his head then summoned an elf to do what they could for the table. That and get poor Sirius an ice pack. “Very true. His vocabulary is far more colorful than yours.” Slipping an arm around Harry, he pulled him close, smirking. Though he knew it wouldn't be funny if he had done the same thing, it was, especially the hopping and flopping. Quietly, hearing Sirius swear and sound like it was coming in their direction, he asked Harry, “Want to take a flier that he does remember to summon those blocks from here on out?”
Grinning, Harry just nodded as the door to the bathroom opened and a still snarling Sirius came out, limping. Trying not to chuckle, he said, “An elf brought you an ice pack.”
Muttering about spikes, Legos and tables, Sirius hobbled to the bed then flopped on it. Looking at the two, he huffed, “No laughing.”
“We wouldn't think of it, Sirius,” Lucius told him, trying not to look amused as he passed over the ice pack.
“Though the hopping and flopping was a bit funny,” Harry said, grinning just a little.
Sliding up onto the bed, putting the ice pack on his foot, Sirius groaned as he propped himself up. Thinking about it, he scratched his chin and gave a sheepish grin. “I can see where that would be.”
“I learned new words, too,” Harry told him, grinning bigger.
“Yeah, I'm a bad influence,” Sirius chuckled, grinning himself. Shaking his head, he said, “Alright, I can see where it was funny. We're just summoning those fuckers from now on! That's all there is to it because I am not stepping on one again.” Reaching over, he ruffled Harry's hair then told him, “And no 'I told you so's', either.”
“I wouldn’t dream of it,” Harry snickered.
Slipping an arm around Harry, Sirius pulled him close then kissed him on the top of the head. “You would and we both know it! It's in your genes.” Grinning again, he said, “Let’s get some sleep.”
“As long as you're done hopping, we will,” Lucius snorted, lying down and pressing close to Harry.
“Arsehole,” Sirius told him, rolling his eyes. Lying down, he pulled Harry close and held him, sighing contentedly. This was good and he loved it. The three of them together like this felt wonderful. He would be looking forward to more of it in the future too.
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