In a London House

Remus knocked on the closed bedroom door, and when no response came, he pushed it open, relieved that Harry hadn\'t locked himself in. He glanced into the room, and saw Harry sitting on his bed, knees drawn up, staring off into the distance.

\"May I come in, Harry?\"

For a few long moments, Harry stayed silent and still, but then finally he nodded his head. Remus stepped inside and closed the door quietly behind him.

\"Let me guess,\" said Harry, rather bitterly, still not looking at Remus. \"We need to talk.\"

Remus couldn\'t help a chuckle from escaping as he walked over to Harry\'s bed and sat himself down on the far end, a careful distance away from Harry.

\"I think we should talk, yes,\" he said softly, looking at Harry with both concern and desire. Now that he had tasted Harry\'s lips and had felt his young body it was hard not to want him. \"Why did you take off like that? Was it something I said or did?\"

Harry shrugged and looked up to meet Remus\' eyes. \"I don\'t know.\"

Reminding himself that he was dealing with a teenager – and Merlin, what was he thinking, getting involved with a sixteen-year-old boy – Remus took a deep breath and gave Harry a patient smile.

\"I was under the impression you wanted what happened between us, Harry.\"

Shifting nervously on the bed, Harry studied his hands. \"I wanted it, yeah. But you didn\'t.\"

\"I didn\'t?\" Remus wondered aloud.

\"You said no,\" Harry said, looking at Remus with wide eyes. \"And I still...you know.\"

Oh.

Remus was speechless for a second. Of all the things he had expected Harry to say, this hadn\'t been one of them. \"Well, I might have initially told you that I wasn\'t very keen on the idea of what we ended up doing,\" Remus said when he found his voice again. \"But I assure you that I was quite willing when we proceeded to more intimate things. I believe you found evidence of that under my robes.\"

Harry blushed a lovely shade of red all the way down to his throat and pursed his lips.

\"Harry, there is no denying that there\'s an attraction between us.\" Remus shifted a little closer to Harry, and when Harry didn\'t back away from him, he relaxed, folding his hands in his lap. \"The question is, how will we deal with that? What do you want from me?\"

\"I don\'t know,\" Harry mumbled, fidgeting with robes. \"I liked what we did. I wouldn\'t mind doing that again.\"

\"Are you a virgin, Harry? Have you been with a man before? At all?\"

\"I kissed Cho last year. She was a girl, though. But with boys? No, I guess not.\"

Taking a deep breath to steady himself, Remus closed his eyes for a moment. This wasn\'t going at all as he had expected it would. Harry was a complete innocent. Well, after what they had done together earlier, perhaps not a complete innocent, but he had no prior experience whatsoever with men. Or with girls, save for a kiss.

He obviously had no idea what he was getting himself into.

\"When did this infatuation with me start? When did you realize you wanted to do those things with me?\" Remus asked. The last thing he wanted was for Harry to be twisting his grief over Sirius\' death into some imagined feeling of lust for him.

\"I\'m not really sure,\" Harry whispered, stretching his legs and leaning back against the headboard. \"I really liked you back in third year, but I didn\'t think about you in that way then. Well, not really.\"

Remus felt a surge of heat spread through his body at the idea of Harry thinking about him in any way when he\'d still been Harry\'s professor.

\"I think since last year. I started to think about you, you know, when I...um...touched myself.\"

Lots more heat rose up, settling in Remus\' groin. There should be a law against delectable boys talking like that, Remus mused, while he nodded at Harry to continue.

\"I just started imagining doing stuff with you. That kind of stuff.\" Harry sighed deeply, giving Remus an insecure glance.

Well, at least it didn\'t seem to have anything to do with Sirius\' death, but rather with rampage teenage hormones. Remus supposed he felt relieved about that.

\"All right. So you want to do things with me? Sexual things?\" Remus asked.

\"Yeah. Those kind of things.\" Harry grinned sheepishly, and Remus smiled in return.

\"I\'m not sure if we should,\" Remus said, and when Harry was about to protest, he raised his hand to silence him. \"Let me finish, please. Merlin knows I want to do those things with you, Harry, but I\'m not sure if you fully understand what you are getting yourself into. I\'m not sure if you know exactly what you want at this age.\"

\"I\'m not a child,\" Harry said, a stubborn frown tugging on his brow. He ed hed himself away from the headboard and was suddenly sitting very close to Remus. \"I know what I want. I\'ve been thinking about it for over a year now.\"

\"Are you absolutely sure, Harry? I\'m...I\'m just an old man, and I think you deserve so much better than me.\"

\"You\'re not an old man,\" Harry whispered. \"I think you\'re...sexy.\" The shy smile that followed was enough to melt any remaining resistance away inside Remus, and he raised his hand to cup Harry\'s cheek.

\"You didn\'t answer my question. Are you sure, Harry?\"

\"I\'m sure,\" Harry breathed, lips ghosting over Remus\'. \"I want you to show me those things. I want you to do those things with me.\"

Remus closed the distance and caught Harry\'s lips in a searing kiss, drawing a soft moan from Harry. He trailed his fingers through Harry\'s hair and cupped the back of his neck, drawing him closer.

\"What do you want me to do now?\" Remus asked when he pulled back.

Harry licked his lips absently, eyes flickering across Remus\' face. \"Can you touch me? There?\"

\"I think I can manage that,\" Remus said, a feral grin tugging on his lips, and he gently pushed Harry back against the bed. This whole situation had gotten out of hand, Remus realized that. But dear Merlin, Harry was as innocent as freshly fallen snow, and wanted him, Remus, to show him. To touch him.

There was no way Remus could resist something as tempting as that.

He pushed himself further up the bed, half-leaning over Harry and tugging on his robes.

\"Has anyone ever touched you there before?\" he asked, pressing a soft kiss to Harry\'s lips. Harry shook his head, looking rather embarrassed, and Remus gave him another kiss, assuring him that was perfectly all right. \"Let me show you then.\"

Trailing kisses down Harry\'s throat, Remus spread his robes open, and then kissed his way down Harry\'s exposed chest. His skin was soft and hot and utterly perfect, not scarred like Remus\', but as innocent as Harry himself was.

Harry moaned softly, letting his head fall back against the bed, one hand grabbing hold of Remus\' hair. Remus nuzzled Harry\'s navel, briefly dipping a tongue inside, and then followed the soft trail of hair down with urgent kisses and teasing licks until he found the waistband of Harry\'s boxers.

The heady scent of arousal filled his nose, and Remus inhaled deeply, pulling Harry\'s boxers down until his hard cock bobbed against Remus\' chin.

The boy was beautiful. Hard, glistening, and Remus couldn\'t resist licking the shining head.

Harry bucked his hips up, a surprised yelp cut off by a deep groan when Remus sucked that delicious prick all the way into his mouth.

\"Fuck, Remus,\" Harry gasped, alternately tugging on Remus\' hair and pushing Remus\' head down onto his cock. Remus smiled around Harry\'s prick, stroking the underside with his tongue and sucking around the swollen head. Harry tasted as perfect as he looked, bittersweet and musky, and Remus sucked harder, eager to taste more of this youthful flesh.

\"Remus...fuck...close.\" Harry\'s hips bucked up again, desperate for more of what Remus was giving him, and when Remus cupped Harry\'s sac, gently rolling it around in his palm, Harry let out a startled cry.

Harry\'s cock pulsed inside Remus\' mouth, warm release spurting onto Remus\' tongue, and Remus swallowed it, closing his eyes to savor Harry\'s unique taste. He sucked gently around the head until Harry slumped back against the bed, and then released the softening flesh, giving Harry an expectant look.

Harry pushed himself up on his elbows, looking at Remus in awe. \"Fuck...that was...fuck.\"

\"So I gather you enjoyed it?\" Remus asked innocently, pushing himself up and settling down beside Harry.

\"Yeah...I did.\" Harry gave Remus a calculated look, eyes roaming across Remus\' body, and then a hand shot out and stroked across Remus\' groin.

\"You\'re still hard,\" Harry whispered, and Remus nodded silently. \"Can I do that with you?\"