In a London House

Remus hadn\'t meant to fall in love with Harry.

As far as he knew whatever went on between them was about lust and sex. Just two blokes shagging. Remus teaching Harry how to suck a cock and in how many positions you could fuck another man. Just sex. Not love. Never love.

But as Remus sat at the kitchen table opposite of Harry, surrounded by the other members of the Order during their weekly meeting, he was forced to admit to himself that he had feelings for Harry.

He was forced to admit that he couldn\'t take his eyes off Harry, that he couldn\'t concentrate on a word Dumbledore was saying and that he wished everyone would leave already so he could be alone with Harry. That he could spend time with Harry, could talk with him, laugh with him, play chess with him, just sit on the couch with him, and fuck him long, hard and often. Just as they had done for the past week and a half. \"Re\"Remus? What is your opinion on this matter?\"

Remus snapped his gaze up at Dumbledore, clearing his throat. \"Forgive me, Albus. I\'m afraid I didn\'t hear your question.\"

Snape snorted, which earned him a glare from Harry. Remus threw Harry a quick smile before looking back at Dumbledore.

\"Albus was talking about the rumors that the majority of the werewolves in Britain is thinking about joining You-Know-Who,\" Arthur whispered, patting Remus\' arm. \"And he wondered if it would be wise to send a delegation of the Order over to talk to them.\"

\"Yes, thank you, Arthur,\" Dumbledore said. Remus reached for his tea. \"That was indeed what I was saying. Do you have an opinion on this, Remus?\"

\"I think it would be a good idea to try to talk to them,\" Remus said and sipped his tea.

Suddenly, he felt something brush across his knee. Something persistent, that wormed its way between his legs and started to stroke the inside of his thighs.

Harry\'s foot.

Remus choked on his tea.

Avoiding Remus\' gaze, Harry fiddled with the quill in his hand, rubbing the feathery tip over his lips.

\"Would you be willing to lead such a mission?\" Dumbledore asked.

Harry\'s foot crept up his leg and rubbed across his groin. His cock took immediate interest and started to harden. Remus snapped his legs shut, trapping Harry\'s foot between them while he gritted his teeth.

Harry snickered, which earned him a glare from Snape.

\"Of course, Albus,\" Remus said, noticing that his voice had raised an octave. He cleared his throat again.

Harry was now wriggling his toes against Remus\' still hardening prick. Remus shot him a glare, but Harry was studiously not looking at him and pretended to be reading the sheet of parchment in front of him.

\"Very good,\" Dumbledore said. Remus shifted nervously in his seat, trying to get away from those wicked toes which had managed to undo two of the buttons on his robes.

\"Are you all right, Remus?\" Arthur asked worriedly.

\"Fine, thank you,\" Remus muttered. He didn\'t dare lower his hand under the table to push Harry\'s foway,way, since all eyes were on him. \"Just tired.\"

\"Ah, yes, it\'s getting late. I believe we\'ve covered all the points on the agenda. Does anyone else have something to add?\" Dumbledore looked at the assembled Order members over the rim of his spectacles. No one said anything, much to Remus\' relief. \"We\'ll leave it with this then for this evening. Remus, I\'ll contact you tomorrow to discuss the new mission.\"

\"Of course, Albus.\" Remus shot Harry another glare as everyone started to get up. Harry shrugged and finally removed his foot. As inconspicuously as possible, Remus reached under the table and buttoned up the damage Harry\'s toes had done. Only then did he dare get up, thanking whomever had come up with wide robes that easily hid an erection.

\"Will you two be all right?\" Molly asked, halting in the doorway.

\"We\'ll be fine, Molly.\" Remus gave her a warm smile, and with a curt nod Molly turned around and walked up the stairs. And Remus was finally alone again with Harry.

He waited, making sure none of the Order members returned for a forgotten quill or scrap of parchment, but when all stayed quiet, he turned around to face Harry.

Giving him a smile which was both shy and devious, Harry got up from his chair and leaned against the kitchen table.

\"You know, Harry. I\'m beginning to suspect Molly was right when Dumbledore insisted you join us at Order meeting,\" Remus said in his best lecturing tone. Harry\'s smile drooped. \"That you are too immature for serious Order matters.\"

Harry stayed quiet for a moment, eyes shifting nervously. Then he reached for his robes and started to unbutton them. \"Maybe you should just punish me then.\"

Remus didn\'t need tea this time to choke. His mouth dropped open as he watched Harry shrug his robes off, only to discover that Harry wore nothing underneath. Harry\'s cock was fully erect and stood up proud, much like Harry himself, who squared his shoulders and gave Remus a defiant look. Then he turned and bent down over the table, his legs spread and his arse exposed.

\"God, Harry,\" Remus breathed, but couldn\'t resist his young lover. It was such an enticing combination; Harry was eager and determined as well as shy and insecure, and he kept pushing Remus for more daring sex.

And Remus couldn\'t find it in himself to object or complain. He stepped up behind Harry and ran a trembling hand down Harry\'s spine.

\"Do you want to be punished?\" Remus asked, and didn\'t wait for an answer but slapped his hand against Harry\'s arse cheek.

\"Yes!\" Harry mewled, jerking his hips and pushing back in a silent plea for more.

Remus raised his hand and slapped Harry again. He sucked two fingers of his other hand in his mouth, moistening them while he stroked the reddened mark on Harry\'s parse.rse.

\"Do you enjoy being spanked, Harry?\"

\"Yes,\" Harry whispered. \"Spank me again, please?\"

And Remus did. The sound of flesh slapping flesh resounded around the kitchen time and again until Harry\'s arse was angry red, but Harry kept begging him for more.

\"I\'m going to fuck you now.\" Remus pushed his fingers inside Harry, and Harry bucked back eagerly. \"I\'m going to fuck you so hard you won\'t be able to sit tomorrow.\"

\"God. Please,\" Harry whimpered.

It was a mystery to Remus how Harry had developed such a wicked streak when it came to sex, seeing that Harry had been a virgin until quite recently. And as far as Remus could remember, James hadn\'t been into these kind of sex games at all.

I\'m about to fuck James\' son, Remus thought for the hundredth time that week. And I\'ve fallen in love with him as well.

Remus tried not to think how perverted or pathetic he was for doing either of those things.

\"Fuck me, please,\" Harry breathed, his fingers clawing at the table\'s surface. \"Fuck me hard, Remus. I love it when you fuck me hard.\"

Ripping open his robes, Remus pulled his cock out, spit on his palm and moistened it. Then he pushed inside Harry, uncaring if Harry\'s body was ready for him or not. Harry wanted it and he wanted it, and that was all Remus needed to know.

\"Merlin,\" Remus moaned, pulling back and thrusting deep into that perfect, tight channel. Harry groaned in obvious pleasure, bucking back for more.

Gripping Harry\'s hips, Remus set a brutal rhythm, his sac slapping against Harry\'s arse with every thrust. Harry was chanting a mixture of yes and more and harder and please, but all Remus could do was breathe and fuck, both as hard as he could.

\"Fuck, I\'m going to...I\'m going to...\" Harry came with a sharp cry, his body jerking against the table and around Remus\' cock. Remus held his orgasm back, fucking Harry\'s arse until Harry whimpered and writhed. When he let go, Remus\' climax felt almost painful, his cock throbbing while Harry\'s contracting arse ripped his pleasure from him.

\"Holy...\" Harry glanced at Remus over his shoulder, and Remus managed a weak smile before he slumped on top of Harry.

They stayed like that for a while, seconds or maybe minutes. Then Remus forced himself up and pulled his cock from Harry\'s still flushed arse. Harry turned around at once and gave Remus a bruising kiss, which Remus returned with equal passion.

\"Do you want to go upstairs?\" Harry asked softly, leaning against Remus. \"So we can do that again?\"

Remus answered him with a nod and another kiss.