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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.

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Disclaimer: Still not mine.

Warning: Oh yeah. Slash. And slashy interaction. Underage. All of that.

Dedication: This is for all of you who urge me on!

Author's Note: Third update today! I love these days off, I just sort of go nuts with the writing. Though I'm in quite a bit of pain due to it, can't find my wraps. And...I *am* working on the next chapter of Deathsong. I've gotten enough feedback that I've set my course. I can't believe it's only eleven. I've been up since five. And writing. I did take a break to get some song lyrics though. I think I have a new Severus/Remus fic in the works...

Uncle Remus
Chapter Seven

Why? Why does he torment me so? I will share with him, because I find I can deny him nothing. Were he to ask for the moon on a chain, I would do all I could to coax it down from the sky. In honesty, I would rather do that. He asks so much of me. He wishes to hear of my private life. At least he knows only of my feelings for Severus. He has no need to know whom I turned to after Severus left me.

"I'm afraid, if you're looking for some sort of bawdy tale, I fear you're out of luck." Not that Severus and I did not take a few adventures into eroticism. "We *did* make love, but it was a very personal and intimate thing, and the details I would share with no one."

"It was your...um...first time?"

"Yes." He's nervous. There is no shame or breaking of trust in admitting this. I refrain from mentioning it was also Severus' first time. That is his business, not mine. "It was my first time. And that is something that doesn't need to be discussed in graphic detail."

"Did it hurt?"

"A little." I nod. It did hurt. "And there is generally a bit of bleeding. But the pain passes. And the prostate gland is an erogenous point."

"Oh." He nods a little, and curls up on my bed. "So it feels good?"

"Not the first time." I chuckle a bit, and sit next to him. I feel closer to him, which is odd. I have no desire, at the moment, to do anything other then speak with him, sharing with him. "But I don't think anyone's first time feels very good. But it does, yes."

"What about...you know...other stuff."

"Other stuff?" I'm not very good at pin pointing generalizations. There are many, many things he could be asking me about. Some I am willing to discuss, some I am not. Though I believe it is good to discuss sexuality and intimacy openly with children, it is difficult to speak of these things to Harry, whom I have such intimate feelings for.

"Well...what's it like kissing another guy?"

"Much teh same as kissing a woman." I say, with a small smile. "There's actually very little difference between the two in simple kissing. It's later that the differences are noticeable."

"Well, I mean, I get that." He gives a small chuckle. He is less nervous now, and I smile. "You have done other stuff, right?"

"Oh, of course. I've. Ahem. I've done most of the things there is to do." I admit. There is no real shame in it.

"Really?" He looks up at me, eyes bright.

"Yes, really." I nod, trying to think of something rather tame to tell him, to satisfy the curiosity I can sense in him. But nothing comes to mind. Oh, I could tell him that I once tied my partner to the bedpost and made free with his body. Or that Severus and I once made the prefects bathroom our own private pleasure palace. But those are not for his ears. "It is all quite pleasant." I finally settle on.

"Is it? How?" He is desperate for reassurance. I understand. Discovering one's sexuality is not an easy thing.

"There's very few ways to explain it. If you enjoy it, you enjoy it." I shrug. I cannot put feelings and sensations into words. I have never been very good at it.

"I guess you're right. I just don't know if I like it or not." Harry sighs, eyes wide and green.

"Well, I'm sure you'll have opportunity to find out." Would that I could be the one to show him. I could teach him what he wants to know, if he would let me. I could guide him, show him all the places on the body that long to be touched, caressed... No! I shouldn't be having this conversation with him. I shouldn't be allowing myself to think these things. I am slipping back into my lecherous mindset.

"Maybe." He sighs again, looking dejected.

"You will." I pat his hand, and regret it. It was only a familial gesture, but it can so soon turn to something else. And I do not remove my hand from his. I let it rest there, feeling the silken skin of the back of his hand. It is warm and soft, and I must fight to keep my fingers from stroking, caressing, petting...

"Could..." Harry's voice is soft and cautious. He is staring, eyes locked on mind, lower lip caught between his teeth as he pauses in speaking.

"Yes?" It is a small, strangled word. It catches in my throat, and I take a deep breath. His hand beneath mine is as a burning brand. It seers me, boiling the blood in my veins.

"Could you?"

He asks as though he is asking some great thing of me. What is it, that preys his mind so? His eyes, his beautiful green eyes, are locked on mine. They are shining brightly, scared and hesitant. I long to take him in my arms and erase any trace of fear or doubt he has within him.

"Could I?" I repeat, needing him to finish his request. I do not know what it is he is asking me. He just looks at me, searching my eyes, small pink tongue darting out to moisten his lips. How erotic that innocent gesture, how it goes immediately to the center of my being. He opens his mouth to speak, but pauses. He is thinking better of whatever this is. He is nervous again. I can smell it wafting off of him. His hand beneath mine begins to grow damp. He scoots closer to me, still searching my face. What is he looking for. He has the air of a man making a life or death decision. He leans close to me, and I close my eyes. I cannot bear to see him so close. It would be too easy for me to close the distance between us, to capture his lips in a kiss. I can feel it. His breath on my face, the soft warmth of his inexperienced lips...

I *can* feel it. My eyes fly open. He is kissing me. Everything freezes. My heart leaps into my throat, lodging itself there. I can do nothing. My fantasy is realized, and I am helpless against it. Why is he kissing me? And does it matter? I raise my hands to push him away, but his lips upon mine are intoxicating. They press against mine, moist and unpracticed. His hands tightens around mine, and he is breathing heavily. I can do nothing.

He pulls away. I stutter and gape at him, looking much the fool I feel. I am silently begging him for an explanation. Have I begun to hallucinate? Have my fantasies turned into delusions? Or did Harry truly kiss me? He is watching me with that searching expression again, the same one as before I closed my eyes. Perhaps I did imagine it...

"Harry?" I manage to say, my throat dry and my voice hoarse. I need to know what just happened, because there is very little stopping me from pulling him close for another kiss...

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Who said they probably weren't going to shag?
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