In a London House

\"I\'m bored,\" Harry said, yawning.

\"Finish your homework,\" Remus said without looking up from his parchment.

\"It\'s just this one last reading assignment for Transfiguration,\" Harry whined. He stretched his arms above his head, leaning back in his chair at the reading table in the library.

Remus dipped his quill in the small bottle of ink and scribbled down another sentence. \"Read it, then.\"

\"I don\'t want to,\" Harry muttered, and once more the room fell silent, save for the sound of Remus\' quill scratching across the parchment.

\"Don\'t you want to play?\" Harry\'s voice suddenly sounded very close to Remus and he snapped his gaze up and stared right at Harry\'s hard cock. Harry stood beside him, robes opened just enough to expose his prick.

\"ve tve to finish this report for Dumbledore,\" Remus said quietly, tearing his gaze away from the sight of Harry stroking his eager cock.

\"Fine,\" Harry sighed, fisting himself a bit faster. \"I\'ll just masturbate and come on your face.\"

\"Harry,\" Remus gasped, looking up at Harry\'s face. Harry\'s eyes narrowed and a devious smile tugged is lis lips.

\"Think I won\'t do it?\"

\"Not if I tie your hands behind your back, no.\" Remus forced himself to look down at the table.

\"Oh, come on...just a quick shag.\"

Remus felt the head of Harry\'s cock nudge against his cheek and he sighed. It seemed Harry was determined to get off, with Remus\' help presumably. Remus turned his face and sucked Harry\'s cock down to the base.

\"Holy fuck!\" Harry\'s hips jerked and his cock twitched inside Remus\' mouth. Remus glanced up and saw Harry looking down at him with wide eyes. \"Fuck, Remus, harder.\"

But Remus didn\'t feel like obeying, so he kept the strokes of his tongue slow and teasing, his lips sliding up and down Harry\'s cock at a torturous pace.

\"Wait,\" Harry breathed, tugging on Remus\' hair. \"I\'ve got an idea.\"

Remus released Harry\'s cock with a soft pop and looked at him questioningly. \"And what would that idea be? Let the poor, old werewolf finish his work before distracting him by pressing an erection in his face?\"

\"Not quite,\" Harry said. He stepped back, pulling his robes off. \"On the couch, if you will.\"

Sighing, Remus got up. His own cock had taken in interest in the situation and Remus knew he wouldn\'t be able to finish his work with a raging hard-on while Harry insisted on sex. Best to just get if over with. Not that Remus was complaining. Not really.

\"Take off your clothes and lie down on your back.\" Harry stood beside the couch, arms crossed over his naked chest. Remus complied and undressed, kicking his shoes off and lowering himself to the couch.

\"Perfect,\" Harry said happily and crawled on top of Remus, his face hovering above Remus\' cock while Remus stared up at Harry\'s prick.

\"Lovely position,\" Remus said, giving the head of Harry\'s cock a teasing lick.

\"I thought so,\" Harry whispered, curling his fingers around the base of Remus\' erection. Remus felt soft lips kissing up and down his prick, quickly followed by a tongue licking around the head and stabbing at the slit.

\"Feels good,\" he murmured, and took Harry\'s cock in his mouth, sucking around it gently.

Harry hummed his agreement and palmed Remus\' sac, rolling it around between his fingers. Remus followed his example and teased harry\'s sac with soft strokes, letting his own legs fall open to give Harry all the access he wanted. Which turned out to be a good idea, because soon enough Remus felt the tips of Harry\'s fingers brush across his entrance.

Again Remus followed Harry\'s example and stroked his way up Harry\'s arse and teased Harry\'s pucker, all the while sucking up and down Harry\'s cock. Harry had most definitely improved, Remus thought, moaning when Harry sucked harder, his tongue swirling around Remus\' cock.

Teasing the slit of Harry\'s prick with the tip of his tongue and mouthing around the head, Remus slid one finger inside Harry\'s entrance and searched for his prostate. He knew he\'d found it when Harry groaned around his cock, slipping a finger inside Remus\' body to return the favor.

Remus stroked Harry\'s prostate relentlessly, sucking harder and harder around Harry\'s cock until he heard Harry give a muffled groan and then his mouth was flooded with Harry\'s warm release. Remus swallowed it, milking Harry\'s prick with his lips and soft licks of his tongue.

His own climax burst through him and he released Harry\'s softening prick to gasp as he filled Harry\'s mouth with his semen, his hips bucking up and his fingers gripping Harry\'s thighs.

\"You taste so good,\" Harry whispered, licking Remus\' cock clean.

\"Remus?\" Kingsley\'s voice sounded through the hallway.

Remus\' heart leaped into his throat, missing several beats. Harry shot up at once and promptly fell off the couch with a loud thud.

\"Remus?\" Kingsley asked again, unsure.

\"Get up,\" Remus whispered urgently, pushing himself off the couch and grabbing Harry\'s arm. His first instinct was to apparate to his bedroom, but Harry couldn\'t apparate yet, and Remus wasn\'t about to leave Harry naked in the library for Kingsley to find him.

\"Fuck. What do we do?\" Harry was trembling, his eyes wider than Remus had ever seen them. There was no time to hurry into their robes, because Remus could hear Kingsley\'s footsteps come closer.

Remus willed his mind to cooperate and not give into the blinding feeling of panic that was about to rise in his chest. And then he remembered. Something Sirius had shown him once.

\"In here.\" Remus dragged Harry with him to the Dark Arts section, banged on one of the shelves, and stepped back when the panel slid open and revealed a tiny hiding space. \"I hope it will fit us both.\"

He all but shoved Harry inside and followed him, pressing Harry to the wall as the panel slid closed behind him.

\"What-\"

Remus clapped his hand over Harry\'s mouth, his cheek pressed against Harry\'s. \"Sshh.\"

He heard the door of the library creak open and heavy footsteps making their way inside.

\"Remus? Harry?\" What\'s going on in here?\"

Remus felt Harry\'s frantic pulse against his lips as he pressed them to Harry\'s throat, holding his own breath. He heard Kingsley move around the library, pause a moment and move on. And then he heard the thing he\'d been dreading; Kingsley muttered a spell and the panel slid open.

\"Ah,\" Kingsley said evenly.

An embarrassed flush staining his cheeks, Remus slowly turned around and looked at Kingsley, who stood in front of them with his arms crossed and his wand still in his hand. Remus opened his mouth to speak, but Kingsley cut him off with a wave of his hand.

\"Step out.\"

They both complied, Harry half-hiding behind Remus, and Remus trying not to remember they were both naked.

\"I\'ve got one question,\" Kingsley said, tilting his head. \"Harry? Has he been forcing you? At all?\"

\"Um...no. Not at all,\" Harry whispered.

\"Don\'t be afraid to tell the truth. I\'ll kick his scrawny behind to King\'s Cross and back if he\'s been touching you against your will, Harry.\"

Remus believed him.

\"No! Really, we\'re...you know, together. We\'ve been doing this for a while,\" Harry said hurriedly, stepping out from behind Remus and looking Kingsley straight in the eye.

\"For a while?\" Kingsley quirked a dark eyebrow and looked at Remus. \"You do know how old he is, don\'t you?\"

\"We\'ve been together since a few days after Harry\'s birthday,\" Remus said, putting his hand on Harry\'s shoulder. \"And yes, I\'m quite aware of his age.\"

\"Okay.\" Kingsley nodded and tucked his wand away. \"Then it\'s none of my business what you two do together. I do advice you to lock your front door when you decide to shag in the library.\"

\"Thank you,\" Remus whispered and he heard Harry release a relieved breath.

\"Now, I\'ve got some news from Dumbledore, so if you two would please get cleaned up and dressed, we can sit down and have a chat.\"

Remus walked to the couch and reached for his discarded robes, feeling properly scolded and very relieved Kingsley wasn\'t interested in throwing his scrawny behind into Azkaban. Or kicking it to King\'s Cross and back. Harry followed his example.

\"You do realize there\'s plenty of irony in me catching you in the act yet again, don\'t you, Remus?\" Kingsley said, an amused hint to his voice.

Remus snickered. \"Yes, I realize that.\"

Harry looked up at him, confused.

\"Back at Hogwarts, Kingsley was a Prefect, and he\'s caught Sirius and myself a few times in compromising positions.\"

\"Try every bloody week. There isn\'t a broom closet in Hogwarts you haven\'t seen on your hands and knees, I reckon.\" Kingsley laughed, looking at Remus fondly. Harry kept quiet for a moment and then chuckled.

\"We\'ll just get cleaned up then,\" Remus said, grabbing Harry\'s elbow and leading him to the door.

\"I\'ll be in the kitchen. Don\'t keep me waiting too long. I really don\'t feel like catching you ever again, Remus.\" Kingsley followed them out the library and headed down the small flight of stairs.

\"That was close,\" Harry said, walking up the stairs behind Remus.

\"Far too close,\" Remus said and heaved a sigh.

\"Yeah. Sorry about that. I shouldn\'t have –\"

\"Hush, Harry. It\'s not your fault. I was there as well. We should be more careful from now on. Not everyone will be as forgiving as Kingsley, I suspect.\"

\"Yeah,\" Harry sighed, following Remus into his bedroom. \"Do you think Kingsley is gay?\"

\"What?\"

\"You know, I was just wondering.\" Harry sat down on the bed to pull on his socks.

\"I can tell you with all certainty that Kingsley is very straight,\" Remus said, grabbing a pair of boxers from his dresser.

\"How big do you think he is? Because, you know what they say about black men.\"

\"Harry! For God\'s sake.\" Remus ran a hand across his face. \"We have to go down there and I have to be able to look Kingsley in the eye and I won\'t be able to if you give me inappropriate thoughts about his penis.\"

Harry laughed and stepped up behind Remus. \"I don\'t mind because then you\'ll be forced to look at me and I like that much better anyway.\"

\"Has anyone ever told you that you are impossible?\" Remus asked, turning to look at Harry.

\"Snape.\"

\"Well, he\'s right then, for once. You are incorrigible.\" Remus pressed a kiss to Harry\'s lips to soften his words.

\"I know,\" Harry said proudly. \"Want to punish me?\"