The Trouble With Hand-Me-Downs

The Trouble With Hand-Me-Downs
Part: 2 / 3
Author: Bella Ireland


Part 2


\"It\'s open!\" Sirius’ voice boomed throughout the kitchen.

Right away Remus knew something was bothering him, but he didn’t know what. He knew Sirius had said for him to come over at 7:30, and Remus quickly checked his watch to see if it needed to be wound. It read 7:25, and he quickly breathed a sigh of relief. He tried to remember if he\'d forgotten to do something, but his mind drew a blank. He hesitantly opened the door and crept into the kitchen.

\"Hello Siri.\" Sirius knew immediately that Remus sensed something wrong with him. “Damn bloody werewolf,” he cursed inwardly.

Remus casually strode over to the table and looked over its contents. \"Mmm… Smells terrific love.” He leaned down to Sirius and placed a soft kiss behind his ear. \"Mmm… and tastes good too.\" Sirius didn\'t move. It appeared as if Remus never even touched him. Sitting down across from Sirius, Remus began to worry. \"What\'s wrong Paddy? Did I forget to do something?\"
ou nou never forgot anything. I just discovered something that\'s all.\" He tossed back what was left of his gin, and poured another from the flask, carelessly spilling some onto the tabletop.

\"Well, what is it? I didn\'t come over here to see you sulk, nor get terribly pissed.\" He leaned over
beneath the table and ran his hand up Sirius’ thigh. \"Although, you being pissed does have its advantages.\" Sirius shook off his hand, and then Remus was the one to get angry.

\"If you\'re not going to fucking respond to me, nor share with me what\'s the matter, I think I\'ll go home. At least there I don\'t feel out of place.\" He stood to leave, and Sirius grabbed his hand, shoving the letter in it.

\"Sit. Read.\" Remus looked down upon the paper and immediately recognized the handwriting as Harry\'s. When he finished reading, he nearly fainted.

\"Oh dear Merlin, I honestly had no idea.\" Remus was dumbfounded by the revelations in that letter. He truthfully did not know that Harry had ever felt that way about him. He was flattered and dismayed all at the same time.

\"Mmphh. I bet you had no idea.\"

\"You saw my Pensieve; you know exactly what transpired over that year. I never led him on nor did I encourage it. He even states so in his letter.\"

\"Well you should have tried more to discourage him.\" Sirius turned his body half away from Remus, placing his elbows on his knees, his head in his palms.

Remus remained calm; he knew it was the only way to get Sirius to listen to reason. \"How can I discourage something if I\'ve no idea it exi exists? Grow up Sirius.\" Remus folded the letter up and placed it back onto the table. \"Where did you find this?\"

\"It was in a pair of pants Harry gave to me. I checked the pockets before I washed them and found this inside. I didn\'t want to read it, but I couldn\'t help myself. I read the first paragraph, and I was curious so I finished the blessed thing. I wish I hadn\'t now. We\'d be enjoying our quiet evening and none of this would have ever been brought to light.\"

\"Well, I am going to eat, whether you do or not. It looks too delicious to pass up. Come on, let\'s eat.\" Remus began eating his dinner, but after he realized Sirius wasn\'t, he stopped. He put down his knife and fork and stared at Sirius until he spoke.

\"How can you be so calm Moony? Your lover\'s godson just confessed his desire for you, and you act as if you just read a copy of the Daily Prophet.\"

\"It means nothing to me Sirius. Whatever he confesses I don\'t care. I am in love with you.\" Remus resumed eating and Sirius grew angrier.

\"He described everything that I love about you. I\'m the one that loves you, not him. I\'m the one that\'s supposed to come by hearing your voice. Not him. Not him.\" Sirius slammed his fist hard into the table top, his voice bellowing throughout the cottage.

Remus didn\'t quite understand why Sirius was so defensive, unless he thought Harry still felt the same way and thought that maybe Remus wanted him too. \"Siri, you\'ve got my heart love.\" Remus placed his fist over his chest emphasizing that Sirius was the one he loved. \"Nothing anyone says or writes will ever change that.\"

He grabbed at Sirius\' leg and this time, he didn\'t pull away. \"I could never love anyone the way I feel about you. I don\'t even want to try. You\'re my mate, my one true love. Never doubt our love. If you do, then surely it will fail.\" Remus wiped a strand of hair out of Sirius’ face.

\"Well how am I supposed to act now knowing how he feels about you?\" Sirius placed his hand over Remus\' and he could feel Sirius trembling.

\"Sirius, you don\'t even know if that letter still holds merit or not. It\'s been three years since I was his teacher. A lot can happen over that length of time. Feelings die, people change. I don\'t doubt it was a school boy crush. Nothing more.\"

\"Or feelings can grow stronger. The love can grow stronger. That\'s what happened between us. Absence makes the heart grow fonder. Ever heard that one? How do you know that\'s not the case here?\"

\"It\'s different with us Sirius. We\'ve known each other since we were eleven. You\'ve had my heart since I was fifteen, I just didn\'t fully understand it. We were meant to be together, and I\'ll be *damned* if you\'re going to throw it away because some boy, who just happens to be your godson,
had a crush on me when he was eighteen.\"

\"He\'s a grown man now Remus. Or haven\'t you noticed?\"

\"I\'ve noticed he\'s a man.\" Anger flashed in Sirius\' baby blues, and Remus quickly covered his arse.
\"NOT in that way. He\'s more mature. And I’ve noticed something else about him. I believe Harry has found someone of his own to love; the way we love each other. We\'re close friends, and nothing more. We\'ll never be anything more.\"

Sirius calmed a bit and Remus told him they should let Harry know they\'re a couple, and see what his reaction was. If he seemed hurt, then they\'d let him know about the letter and tell him how Remus felt. But if he seemed happy, they\'d never let him know they’d neither found it nor read it.
They finished their dinner and the flask of gin before heading out onto the screened in porch. A thunderstorm had brewed while they were eating, and they couldn’t pass up a chance to make love in the rain. As they sat down on the large porch swing, Remus put a plan together.
Remus\' hand slid down the front of Sirius\' jeans and wrapped around his delicious cock. \"Remi, I know what you\'re doing.\"

\"What, I\'m in the mood for dessert.\" Remus gripped him tightly, eliciting a moan of pleasure from Sirius\' lips.

\"Gods Moony, you sure know how to make a guy forget his problems.\" He began stroking him slow and firm, making sure he covered every part with his hand. \"Although, these pants are a bit constricting.\"

Remus leaned in over the front of Sirius and undid his button fly jeans with his teeth. \"Well that\'s certainly a different tactic.\" Sirius gasped as he felt himself exposed in the cool summer air. The storm had cooled the temperature significantly, but Remus didn\'t doubt it would be hotter than hell by the time he got done with Sirius.

\"Now, exactly what are you going to do with me?\"

\"You just sit back and watch. You might learn a thing or two.\" Remus chuckled but it was soon muffled by his mouth being filled with Sirius.

\"Oh Merlin.\" Remus took him fully into his mouth, swirling his tongue over the tip, tasting the little bit of heaven that he would receive providing he did his job well enough. He had no doubts he\'d be heading there tonight. Sirius was dripping like the rain, and Remus knew he couldn\'t hold out long. He gripped the base firmly as to form a cock ring to stop an early climax. With his free hand, he rubbed his own length through his trousers, causing Sirius to moan even louder. No one could have heard them if they\'d wanted to. The storm drowned out any sounds they were making.

Remus could take no more, so he freed his own cock, and began strocking furiously. He had to have release, and soon. \"Remi--- oh yes--- just like that--- oh--- a bit faster--- please?\"
Remus loved to make him beg. But he didn\'t know if Sirius wanted him to go faster on his own cock, or Sirius\' buried deep in his mouth. Remus\' strokes sped up and he could hold out no longer.

\"I\'m coming Paddy.\"

He stood up, and Sirius engulfed him, sucking like a newborn baby on a mother\'s breast. \"Oh Siri.\" Remus erupted and Sirius swallowed every drop, making sure he cleaned Remus off before pulling back. Once Remus recovered, Sirius berated him.

\"That wasn\'t fair you know.\" Sirius reversed their positions, turning Remus around so he could come up behind him.

\"What wasn\'t fair?\" Remus faked his innocence, which made Sirius want him even more.

\"You bloody well know what. You left me hanging. Got your own release before pleasuring the one you love. How *very* selfish of you.\" He was toying with Remus, and he decided to play along.

\"I had my reasons.” Sirius licked the back of Remus’ neck, making him shiver beneath his touch.
“I know you want to fuck me hard, so I finished myself off, to allow you to have your way with me.\"

“Oh Remi, no one will ever know me quite as well as you.” Sirius slid down Remus\' trousers as well as his own. He summoned the bottle of oil from the kitchen, and liberally coated himself as well as Remus\' bum. He pressed one finger in, then another, and another. It didn\'t take much to get them ready since they spent every moment possible in bed. He positioned himself right behind Remus and thrust in hard and fast.

\"ARGGGGGHHHH! SIRI!\" Remus acted as if it hurt, but Sirius knew he loved it when he was forceful. \"A-bit-quick-aren\'t-you?\"

\"I\'m dying here. You’re berating me? You have a lot of room to talk… Topping yourself off before letting me come. You’re the selfish one. You\'re a naughty werewolf Remus,\" he pulled out all the way and thrust back in harder than ever before, \"and you\'re going to be punished.\" He kept up his pace and in record time both men were crying out each other\'s name into the raging storm.

Much later, two satiated and very tired lovers made their way upstairs and into the shower. Fully clothed and a bit thirsty, they headed downstairs for a quick butterbeer before retiring to bed. Harry was always home around midnight, and it was nearly eleven forty-five.

They descended the stairs to find Harry sitting at the table. His face was as red as Ron Weasley\'s hair, his eyes were as black as night. In their haste to exit the kitchen, they left the letter lying out in the open, for whomever that entered to see. A glass of tea was busted along the wall, and for the first time in his life, Sirius Black feared Harry Potter.

It seemed the storm had followed them inside, and it had developed into a tornado.

~TBC~