Saving Her; Saving Us All

Author's Note: This scene is a bit too long to post as part of a chapter. Here is what Harry was doing while Severus and Sirius were in the Shower, and Hermione and the twins were dancing.

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Harry PoV
I kept up my solitary perusal of my first non-Hogwarts social event. I wasn’t sure why I was restless, but there was something pulling me away from the festivities. I headed back towards the party, but stopped when I saw an open yet completely dark room. It struck me as odd. Every room that had sensitive info in it was locked down tighter than a whore’s heart. And every room that was open was filled with frivolity. Entering the quiet room I felt satisfaction bloom across the bond a moment before I heard Kingsley’s deep sensual voice.

“Took you long enough, Harry. I was about ready to drop the subtle approach.” Kingsley said teasingly.

“Shack, you know I’m a Gryff…Subtle is just a word to me.” I rejoined with a grin.

With a few flicks of his wand, Shack lit the room and closed and locked the door. Then he took his time and cast Separate silencing charms on each wall of the room. The entire bond had started using this method when we realized that six spells are a lot harder for us to break than one. I was still just standing there like the village idiot. But then Kingsley came over and took me into his arms. It sounds very girly, but it was actually rather erotic. I guess because even with all the growing I’d done this summer, Kingsley still towered over me the same way I now towered over Hermione.

He tilted my chin up and started kissing me. I really like the way Shack kisses. His kisses are so deep and passionate. You almost feel like he is using his tongue to make love to your mouth. His lips are so big, so full, and almost as soft as Mione’s. Where she tastes like dark chocolate and Mint, Kingsley tastes like of warm single malt whiskey…not like he’d been drinking I mean, just the same rich flavor.

As we kissed our hands wandered. His large strong hands seemed to be everywhere at once. Whereas mine only wandered until they found the large firm globes of his incredible ass. I am the most fortunate of ass men. Every member of my bond has a great ass. Most of us blokes do a lot of flying, and martial arts which for some reason work our asses out a lot. Now, my Mione, she had the best female ass ever. I reckon it is all the stairs and her heavy books. All those stairs are probably why her legs are so good too. That was my last coherent thought until we broke the kiss to catch our breath.

I leaned into Shack’s broad, muscled chest. I knew what I wanted to do and damn it I was going to be brave enough to do it this time. I started slowly. Pressing little licks and kisses to his solid brown jaw and neck. I swapped to nipping bites and tiny sucks at his collar bone. I unbuttoned his shirt. His chest had barely any hair on it, which was fine by me. I teased my way to his left nipple, laving it with my tongue until it was a tight little pebble of need. I repeated this licking and sucking on the other nipple before I sank to my knees, dropping little licks down the center of his six pack.

I snaked my tongue into his navel as I undid his belt and pants. I got a bit impatient at this point, but it was not my fault. Every time I licked, nipped, or sucked his chocolate skin, he made the most luscious sounds. Soon as I was able to I pushed his slacks and boxers to his ankles. His cock, freed from his underwear, bounced up and smacked me in the gob. Call it my seeker instincts, but the very next time it bounced, I caught it in my mouth. It is a good thing I have a fairly large mouth. I doubt I could have fit even the head in other wise.

“Fuck, yes Harry, please.” Kingsley whispered.

My reply was to gently lift Shack's cock up, and out of the way so that I could lick the trail of precum off of his thigh. It was salty-sweet, slick, like room temperature jell-o, and smelled musky. I smoothed it around my mouth as I moved my face down to the base of Kingsley's shaft. With my tongue spread out flat and broad, I licked in one long motion up to the tip, then swirled it around the tip without pausing. I heard Shack's breath catch and rush out in a loud groan when I tongued the cum slit.

I swirled around the head in a downward spiral until the tip of my tongue slipped under the edge of the glans. Shack's right hand settled onto the back of my head. It felt like a butterfly in my hair, like he was scared I would pull away if he applied the least pressure, but I could feel it trembling just the same. Wrapping my lips around the entire head, I sucked softly as I slid the shaft into my mouth. I rocked my whole body back until my ass was touching my heels so that I could get my throat into the right position to take him completely in.

"Hah hah hah hah, Aahhhh."

It almost sounded like he was laughing and I could see Shack's balls pulling up hard. I knew Shack was about to come, and I didn't want him to yet, so I pulled off almost completely. With my right hand, I gripped the base of his cock, applying uniform pressure all the way around. Thank God I’d figured out how to delay an orgasm one night in the dorms. I was having a great fantasy about Cho and Hermione and wanted to last until it was finished. With my left, I made a circle of my fingers and thumb, and carefully pulled Shack's testicles down. I waited until Shack's legs stopped quivering, then returned to the stimulation.

Taking him in all the way again, I bobbed my head up and down slowly, swirling my tongue back and forth on the underside of the long hard shaft. I never imagined how much I would love the feel of a hot, hard cock in my mouth, and I had every intention of enjoying it as long as possible. When I went down all the way, I could feel the head twitching in my throat. I was so turned on by the power I held over this god-like man at this moment that I couldn't keep from moaning in pleasure, twisting my head around like I was sucking on a stationary lollypop, I started bobbing my head up and down rapidly. This was way too much for Shack to take. When I felt him swell, throbbing hard in my mouth I knew I had misjudged the timing. All I could do was pull back so the blast wouldn't choke me, and accept the offering.

"Uuuh, Huhhg, Uuh, Gooooddd, Huuuhh, Hhhaaaarrrryyyyy, Huuuuu."

It felt like about a quart of cum hit the roof of my mouth, though I knew it couldn't be more than a couple tablespoons. I had never seen anyone get so lost in an orgasm before. Every single muscle on Shack's body was either twitching, or standing out in bas-relief. His hips thrust in symphonic rhythms, an almost perfect measure. It was the most beautiful sight in the world. I imagine that this must be what Merlin had felt when he created one of his great charms, physically guiding the magic to bend to his will exactly the way he saw it in his mind. It was heady, and exhilarating.

Once he felt Shack's penis begin to slowly deflate, I let it slide slowly out of my mouth, and gently laid it on Shack's thigh. I’m so glad I found the courage to do this. I bet Mione would love watching it next time.

Kingsley PoV
“Fuck, my little seeker is a natural born cocksucker.” The feel of his hot wet mouth on me was heavenly. I came so hard I need to get off my legs. “Loose the clothes.” I think that came out as a growl. Hope he doesn’t mind. Really good sex can make any man a bit feral. While he was shucking his slacks and shirt, I transfigured the room’s couch into a bed. “Lay down.” I groaned.
Harry’s body is very sexy. As big as I am I like my lovers on the smaller side, and Harry’s whipcord frame was exactly my ideal for a male lover. I am a groan damn man but watching his ass move as he walked past me to the ‘bed’ made me whine like a kid.

I traded places with him, kneeling between his legs, and instructed him to lean back on his arms so that I would have free access, but Harry could still see what he was doing. He pushed his legs apart, pulling his ass up to the edge of the bed, while he nibbled Harry' nipples.

It seemed that my hands were everywhere at once, moving slowly, sensuously. I worked his nipples, sucking, licking, biting, them until Harry started rocking his pelvis upward, rubbing hungrily against my chest. I feathered kisses and nips down his chest and stomach until his breath was washing across the seeker's throbbing rod, and then I slid on past.

Harry's groan of frustration turned to surprised pleasure when he felt his balls fall into my open mouth. While I lathered his jewels with loving care, I teased the head of Harry' cock with the fingertips of one hand. The other hand was stroking its way between his ass cheeks, searching for his little, pink rosebud.

When Harry began kneading my scalp, just like the kitten he reminded him so much of, and making sexy mewling sounds, I knew I could take it to the next level. Without stopping what I was doing with my right hand, and mouth, I grabbed my wand and mumbled the lubrication spell.

Harry gasped in surprise at the cold, wet sensation when I began smoothing the lube onto his hole, but it warmed quickly. When I flicked my tongue up the length of his shaft and engulfed the head of his cock in my hot, wet mouth, he forgot about any momentary discomfort.

I alternated going all the way down on his shaft with long, slow, slurping licks, like a kid going at a twin-pop in August, while I worked first one, then two, then three fingers into his tight pucker. Every time I extracted my fingers to work more lube into him, Harry would whimper, and push his ass up, begging for the penetration to continue.

"Do you want me to fuck you now, or suck you off until you come?" I asked. I was happy either way.

Harry was incapable of responding coherently. The response he tried rather sounded like a turkey on acid.

"Right then. Suck, and then fuck. Your wish is my command, Seeker."

I went back to work on the twitching member, bobbing my head like a carousel horse, and massaging Harry' prostate. Harry took in a huge lungful of air, and froze. He didn't make a sound for several seconds, he didn't breath, and the only movement was a completely involuntary quivering in his entire body. I looked up just as the first shot ricocheted off of my uvula and Harry' sphincter clamped down on my fingers. The seeker's mouth was open, but nothing was coming out. His eyes were half closed and glassy looking, with his head thrown back and to the side.

Simultaneous with the second blast of jism his hips thrust up, his hands started scrabbling around like a couple of spiders, and Harry let go with a sound that could have been ultimate pleasure, or pain. It reminded me of that question, how you tell if someone is laughing or crying if you can't hear them. I swallowed every drop of fluid that Harry expended into my mouth, and nursed at his cock until it started softening just to be sure I didn't miss any.

By this point my cock was literally drooling for some attention. After recasting the lubrication charm, I repositioned Harry so that he was further from the edge of the bed. I got us into the missionary position with my right knee bent along the side of Harry' body, and my left foot braced on the floor for leverage. This was my favorite sexual position, because I could watch his lover's face while I took them.

I knew that after such a powerful orgasm, Harry would never be more relaxed. I carefully worked the head of my cock past Harry' tight little hole, pausing when he stirred at the invasion. Harry languidly ran his hands up and down my back, and pressed his ass upward. That was all the encouragement that I needed. I slowly sank my meat into his hot, welcoming hole, inch by inch.

"Ahhh, shit, Seeker." I exclaimed, when Harry wrapped his legs around my hips, and pulling me in faster with his heels.

"God, I, it feels incredible. Why doesn't it hurt, I thought it would hurt?" Harry panted, and mewed.

"Because you're ready for it. I have taken the time to get you really ready for it. Now, let me show you what long-dicking is?"

"Yeah."

I began rocking his hips. Forward, back, side to side, then in an orbital rotation, mixing it up, and keeping it as random as he could, trying hard not to fall into any kind of a pattern so as to keep Harry's body guessing.

"Ah, ah, ahhhhh, Goooooooooooddddd, Heeeeeuuuuuuueeeee."

The final sound seemed to go on without pause. I figured it must be the lung capacity of a quidditch player. Up until now, I'd never had a man dig his nails into my back. I was not the least bit surprised when I felt Harry's cock spring back to life, and become fully rigid in a matter of seconds. I decided that my little seeker was a natural bottom. I don't know what it was about this guy, but Harry surprised me at every turn, and everything felt better, more intense somehow, with him, than it ever has with another bloke.

"Oh, Seeker. Yeah, you feel so good. On man's ever felt so good, Angel. God, uuuhn, God, Seeker."

I was totally thrown off guard when Harry suddenly pushed with his legs and arms, rolling us over so that he could take the ascendant position. The way Harry started moving once he got himself settled was almost mind blowing. He put his palms flat on my chest, using his legs as his primary support, and mimicked the motions that I had been using on him just a few seconds ago. His eyes were just barely slit open, and he was still making that high pitched, leaking balloon sound.

I could feel his orgasm building fast. I reached over, grabbed my wand, and conjured a copious amount of lube into his palm. I quickly warmed it between my palms, and then began jacking Harry off with my best two-fisted technique; one hand stroking the shaft, while the other worked the head in a rotational pattern.

This must have been too much stimulation for Harry, because he started huffing in time with his gyrating hips. A few seconds later a dribble of thin looking semen oozed out of his piss slit. Feeling Harry' body spasm, and clench around my cock sent me over the edge too. I pushed out on Harry' arms so that his chest smacked down onto my own, then rolled us back to our starting position. Just a couple more thrusts, and I lost myself in my own ecstasy.

"Huuuh, Angel. Uuuhh, Seeker. Uuuuu, my angel. Nuughh, Oohh, Love. Ahh, Love. Huh huh huh, my baby, my Seeker."

Neither of us could manage more than panting and quivering with the aftershocks for several minutes. Harry revelled in the feeling of my weight pressing him into the mattress.

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