In a London House

Remus\' breath caught in his throat and he was unable to speak. Harry\'s eagerness was just a tad overwhelming. But what surprised Remus the most was how much he himself wanted it. How willing he was to disregard Harry\'s comfort for something he wanted so badly he could taste it on his tongue, cleverly disguised as the bittersweet remnants of Harry\'s semen.

He took a shaky breath. \"We\'ll need...something to...lubricant.\"

\"In the nightstand,\" Harry whispered, watching him closely, his face as open as thok tok that lay discarded on the floor, showing several pictures of indecent activities.

Reaching for the small drawer, Remus again wanted to ask Harry if he was sure, but he decided not to. Harry had been sure about everything, after all, and perhaps Remus was afraid Harry would ask him to stop.

\"How do you want me?\"

Swallowing against the sudden dryness in his throat, Remus stared at Harry for a moment, lost in the sight of that young, willing body that he would make his, before he understood what Harry meant.

\"On your back. So we can see each other.\"

\"Okay.\" Harry rolled over, sucking his bottom lip between his teeth, looking far too young for his age.

Remus put a hand on Harry\'s chest and stroked it, lowering himself until he sat beside Harry\'s hips. \"Can you spread your legs? And pull them up a bit?\"

Harry\'s smile was shy, too shy, but he complied with the same eagerness he\'d shown with everything they had done so far. Remus moved between Harry\'s spread legs, looking at Harry\'s pink pucker with different eyes now. What had happened before had been nng mng more than a few playful touches.

Now he was about to fuck Harry, and rip his virginity away from him.

Merlin forbid it makes me immoral to do this, but I can\'t not take what he is offering me, Remus thought, coating his fingers with the slick lubricant. He tried not to notice that his hand was trembling as he reached down and brushed across Harry\'s entrance.

One finger slid inside easily, since Harry\'s body was still relaxed from their earlier play. The second finger encountered more resistance, and Remus looked o mao make sure Harry was doing all right. Harry stared back at him with an expression twas was both anxious and impatient.

\"Feels good,\" Harry whispered, rocking his hips back against Remus\' hand.

\"It feels very good,\" Remus agreed with a half-grin. He wasn\'t quite sure how it was possible, but he seemed more nervous than Harry, and this wasn\'t his first tim any any means.

Remus slid his fingers in and out of Harry with careful strokes, making sure to touch Harry\'s prostate as often as his trembling fingers would let him. Harry\'s cock didn\'t harden, though, but that wasn\'t something that worried Remus. Harry had already climaxed three times, and even teenagers had their limits.

His own cock was hard and more than ready, bobbing eagerly as Remus shifted so he could insert another finger.

Harry gasped, and Remus wanted to stop, but a sharp thrust of Harry\'s hips told him that Harry wanted him to continue. Harry\'s body clenched around Remus\' fingers, uncertain at the sudden intrusion, but shyly welcoming as well.

\"Are you ready?\"

\"Yeah...do it,\" Harry moaned, and that was all the consent Remus needed.

Pulling his fingers out, Remus quickly slicked up his cock with a few harsh strokes, and raised Harry\'s legs, hooking them over his shoulders.

\"Try to relax,\" Remus whispered, positioning his prick, pressing lightly against Harry\'s body.

\"I know...I\'ve read all about it...I know how it\'s supposed to be done,\" Harry babbled, words spilling off his tongue. Remus silenced him with a short thrust, sheathing the head of his cock inside Harry\'s slick channel.

\"Relax,\" he whispered again, trying to coax Harry to surrender to him while desperately hanging on to his control. He managed another calculated thrust, his prick now buried almost completely. The tight heat that surrounded him made it hard for Remus to keep his thoughts straight and to keep his hips from slamming all the way down.

\"God,\" Harry gasped, mouth opened and eyes wide in awe. \"I feel...you\'re inside me.\"

\"Yeah. Okay?\" Remus stilled, giving Harry time to adjust around his pulsing cock.

\"Full. Good. Very good.\" Harry reached up, tightening his hands around Remus\' upper arms, pulling him do
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Letting Harry\'s legs slide off his shoulders, Remus bent down between them, shoving his cock all the way inside Harry with a sharp thrust. Harry whimpered, but Remus felt Harry\'s body accepting him, Harry\'s slick channel relaxing around his prick just enough so s cos could pull out and slide inside that glorious heat once again.

\"Oh. Oh, fuck,\" Harry breathed, a thin layer of perspiration shining just above his upper lip. Remus wanted to lick it off, but didn\'t dare bend down further now that he could feel Harry relax beneath him.

\"Good?\" he asked, his voice hoarse, pulling out and thrusting back in, a bit harder now.

\"Yeah. Harder?\"

Curling his fingers around Harry\'s shoulders, Remus let his body take control, his hips easily remembering how to thrust sharp and fast, just as Sirius loved it.

He was fucking Sirius\' godson. And it felt so bloody good that Remus couldn\'t care less.

\"Yes,\" Harry hissed, trying to meet Remus\' thrusts with uncoordinated jerks of his hips. Harry\'s body felt unfamiliar beneath his cock, but Remus found a rhythm that suited them both, and the tight heat soon became more comfortable than it ever should feel.

Remus didn\'t think he could ever stop fucking Harry, but his climax drew nearer, urgent and forceful, impossible to delay.

\"I want to feel you come,\" Harry whispered in a shaky voice, and was was Remus\' undoing. His cock jerked inside Harry, pulsing with the rush of his orgasm, and Remus forced himself to look into Harry\'s eyes as he shot his seed deep inside Harry\'s body.

Unable to accept it had ended just yet, Remus gave a few more shallow thrusts, but his cock admitted defeat and softened. Now that his body was satiated and his mind still unable to process what he had just done, Remus slumped down on top of Harry, pressing a kiss to Harry\'s lips whhis his prick slipped free oat aat addicting flesh.

\"You okay?\" Remus managed to croak, lifting his head so he could look at Harry.

\"Yeah. Was amazing.\" Harry looked at him with a droopy grin and tired eyes. Then his expression shifted, and Remus recognized some of the anxiety he\'d seen on Harry\'s face before. \"Was it...was I...did you like it?\"

\"You were brilliant,\" Remus whispered, kissing Harry until he felt Harry\'s lips smile against his own. He rolled off Harry and lay beside him, a warm feeling growing in his stomach when Harry settled against him, resting his head on Remus\' shoulder.

\"Can we just rest for a while?\"

\"Yes, Harry. We can do that.\"