À Tout le Monde (Set Me Free)

 

 

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Chapter 9

 

 

Coming into the kitchen, Harry saw Remus hard at it going through a bunch of parchments on the table.  Since he and Sirius had returned, this was normal so he didn't say anything.  Instead, he walked over and sat down on the bench by him, draping his leg over Remus' and leaning against him.  Quietly, he asked, eying the mass, “Anything important?”

 

Giving Harry a pat on the back and pulling him closer, Remus explained, “Yes and no.  A couple of these you and Sirius are going to have to look at then sign.  They're from your solicitors.  I have a few as well.  It's nothing earth-shattering, of course, but they need your signature.”  Sending an elf after a drink for Harry, he said, “I went out earlier and grabbed you some of your favorite Muggle snacks.  Including Coke.  I thought you might like to have some since you haven't had any since you returned.”

 

Grinning at that, Harry nodded.  “I would.  Thanks!”  That was one thing about Remus and Sirius that no one else in his life ever did.  They always did things, usually something small, just for him because he would like it.  Nothing else.  This was that kind of area.  Both knew he adored Muggle junk food, so they would occasionally surprise him by going out and picking such things up as a treat.  Even Hermione and Ron never did that.  With most of what the two got him there was an agenda in mind.  It was like Hermione with her books and things like that homework planner.  Those were to push him to do something she wanted him to do.  Ron was like that with chocolate.  Oh, sure, his friend he knew he loved the stuff, but it was also done so that he would share or Ron could help himself to it.  Remus and Sirius weren't that way.  Stuff like the Coke was all his, though they might take a sip here and there.  Taking the Coke from the elf when the creature brought it, he opened it and took a drink then sighed, smiling.  It tasted wonderful.

 

Smiling bigger, Remus was pleased.  “Sirius still sleeping?”  He asked, picking up his tea and taking a sip.

 

“Yeah, he's tired.  So I came down to spend some time with you,” Harry told him, looking around at everything on the table.

 

“I imagine he is,” Remus sighed, shaking his head.  “Though he and I aren't that old, we're still plenty older than you.  And some things take more out of us than they do you.  What with coming back, the bond pushing for so much and solidifying, it's making us far more tired than it is you, Harry.”

 

“I guess I didn't think about it that way,” Harry sighed.  “You're both just—you know.  Most times you don't have a problem with stamina or anything, so I don't think of the age thing much.”

 

“Most of the time it doesn't factor in.  There are points, though, where it does,” Remus told him.  “For Sirius, that time is now.  Not to mention the pull on him for so much is greater than for both of us.  That doesn't help.”

 

“I understand now,” Harry sighed, taking a plate of fruit from an elf.  Starting to munch, he looked around at all the papers then asked, “Anything else here?  There's a ton of it.”

 

“Most of it isn't anything to worry about,” Remus admitted.  “I'm just trying to get through the mass of what came in before the full moon.  I'll be tired for a couple of days afterwards, so it's best to get as caught up as I can before then.”

 

“Another thing I didn't think about,” Harry admitted.  “I knew it was coming and the timing for our returning wasn't the greatest when it came to that, but I didn't think of after.”

 

“That's fine,” Remus told him, giving him a squeeze.  “There's so much going on and you have your own issues to deal with that some things get forgotten.  And I don't think, other than when I taught, you've been around me after the full moon to truly judge what it takes out of me.”  Lowering his voice, he added, “Though with both of you back, it should make it easier this month.  The bond is going to help.  I'm just not sure how much.  With both of you being close and how we touch, something it wants to solidify and make up for the time apart so we're better connected, it's going to help with that.  After this month I'll be better able to judge how quickly I can recover.”

 

“As you've told both Sirius and me, we have plenty of time to deal with everything,” Harry told him.  “Unless something blows up or people get stupid, we don't have to worry about much.”

 

“Very true,” Remus told him with a grin.  “I'll be able to take on the worst if something bad happens, but the rest will have to wait until I'm up to it again because I'll need to sleep more than what I normally do.”

 

“Not a problem,” Harry told him, polishing off the rest of the fruit and shoving the plate away.  Leaning heavily against Remus, he said, quietly, “We really did miss you, a lot, while we were away.  It was like having a body part missing or something.”

 

“I felt the same way,” Remus told him softly, holding him close.

 

“It was probably rougher on your end than ours,” Harry said.  “It just--” 

 

“Couldn't be helped,” Remus finished for him.  “It's nothing to worry about, Harry. I understood completely, believe me.  I knew you would both be back when I didn't move along with you.  That made it bearable.”

 

Nodding to let Remus know he heard, Harry sighed, not sure what else to say or ask.  Honestly?  He just wanted to spend time alone with Remus for a while, even if they didn't talk or do anything else.  Quite simply, he missed him.  Sirius did too, probably more than he did, so wanting to just spend time alone with Remus was something they would both understand.

 

Grabbing Harry's wrist, Remus pulled him closer, then situated Harry to where he was sitting on the bench between his spread legs.  Holding him close, Harry's back to his chest, he wrapped an arm around his waist.  Resting his head against Harry's, he gave a contented sigh.  This felt wonderful and was something he missed during the last year.  This mess—it wasn't anything any of them involved wanted, but he adored it for more reasons than he could ever list.  

 

Leaning back against Remus, smiling, Harry asked, “Did you ever get Tonks to drop the hints about a relationship?  She's great, we'll all admit that, but that wasn't happening.”

 

“I did,” Remus assured him, holding him close.  “She's not like Ginny in that she understood when I told her I wasn't interested.  I don't think she was hurt by it either, thankfully.  That's good.  And you're right; she's a wonderful person.”  Reaching up, he fingered the collar around Harry's neck and sighed, “When you get in a better place, we need to take that off to not only clean the collar and cuffs, but your neck under it as well.  For now, cleaning charms will work for both, but the other needs done as well.”

 

Shivering at the thought, Harry shook his head, “Not now.  I think—I'll go completely mental if anyone tries to take it off.  Give it a couple of weeks before we even discuss that.”

 

“We will, don't worry,” Remus assured him softly.  The spells on that collar were doing plenty of things to help with the situation and making it easier than it would be without it, so even the thought of removing it for something as simple as taking a shower or cleaning it would not only cause Harry a myriad of problems, but Sirius as well.  No, the both of them needed to be in a better place before they tried doing that.  Not to mention him as well.  With the full moon so close, his self-control wasn't what it normally was.  That wouldn't help anything.  As it was, he was having problems with the pull from the full moon exerting itself, making things all the rougher.  In fact, keeping a leash on it at the moment to stop himself from following what it wanted and was pushing for was plenty hard.  He could and would keep a handle on it, but parts were already 'showing' as testament to what it was doing, such as the erection he was now sporting.  Oh, Harry could feel that, he didn't doubt that one bit, but he just wanted to hold him for a time.  Holding him felt wonderful and helped with all that both of them were dealing with.  Plus, though he joked about it all the time, he wanted Harry to know that this wasn't all about sex.  Sex was part of it, no doubt there, and for a time would be a huge chunk in it, but there was plenty more.  And he wanted Harry to feel that as well, though he knew the young man knew that.

 

Pressing tighter against Remus, Harry grinned slightly over what he felt poking him on the backside.  Chuckling, knowing why this was, he said, softly, “It's alright, you know.  I know what the full moon does to you.  Add in us just coming back and it has to be pulling more.”

 

Smiling at that, giving Harry a squeeze, Remus told him, “You've always been very accommodating and understanding about this, Harry.  It's coming, I know.  For a time, I just want to hold you, though.  Nothing more.  And talk like we are.  Besides, I am not doing that at the kitchen table.  That would end up just far too rough for the both of us and we'd end up injured in some way I'm sure.”

 

“True,” Harry grinned.  “I don't want to spend part of the day pulling splinters out of various places.  It's plenty smooth but--”

 

“Exactly,” Remus chuckled.  “We'll move to somewhere more comfortable to do that part.”  Wrapping his other arm around Harry, he held him close, shutting his eyes.  “I don't think you realize how good it feels just to hold you.”

 

“I do,” Harry told him softly.  “Because it feels good to me as well.”

 

“Let's adjourn to a more comfortable room and just sit for a while,” Remus suggested.  “I have Sirius' mothers' cleaned out and redecorated.  That will be plenty comfortable for us.  Plus, Sirius is close at hand and won't have to go far to join us,” Remus suggested, knowing that when they did start down the road to something sexual it would wake Sirius.  This way it would not only be far better for such activities, but Sirius wouldn't snarl at having to trek through the house to join in.

 

“Yeah, that'd be good,” Harry nodded, taking a sip of his Coke.

 

xXx

 

Ensconced on a small settee in the refurbished room, Harry was on Remus' lap, facing him, with both of their shirts off while the man held him close, stroking his back.  This felt wonderful.  Despite what most would think of the two men, both Sirius and Remus were quite affectionate and had no problem showing such things with him.  That was wonderful and he adored it.  It was something he didn't have in his life before them.  Oh sure, he would get hugs here and there from some, like Hermione and Mrs. Weasley, but that was all.  So, it felt wonderful to just be held like this.  He was also sure it was magnified by the bond that was there when it came to how good it felt.

 

Eyes shut, head leaning against Harry's, Remus was smiling.  This felt magnificent, something he had missed more than he did the sex, honestly.  Kissing Harry on the temple, he continued to stroke his back.  As always anymore, and for some time before they returned when the bond mark was more active, he had the hard-on from hell, but this he wanted to continue on with for a time before they moved onto that.  

 

Harry—he was easy to do this with.  It wasn't that he and Sirius weren't affectionate with each other, that wasn't the case, but Harry was just someone that lent to things like this.  Maybe that was because they both watched him grow up to an extent or knew him when he was so young, he didn't know, but it was wonderful.  Part of it, probably, had to do with how small he was.  Before going through the Veil, he hadn't hit his growth spurt yet and was on the smallish size.  Now, well—he was still the same size so this was so much easier to do than it would be with a grown adult.  Giving an internal sigh, he wondered once again if, maybe, Harry wouldn't grow anymore.  That trip through the Veil killed him.  In doing that, it may have stunted his growth, even though he came back.  He didn't know.  When they were all in a better place, he would get with Albus on that to see if the man knew or had a way to find out.  It was his assumption that adolescence would complete and the hormones would do what they should, but he wasn't sure about the growth.  He hoped it would, for Harry's sake, but, even if it didn't, the two of them would be fine with that.  

 

Holding onto Remus, Harry had his eyes shut.  He could feel and hear the beat of the man's heart, something that was soothing for some reason.  With that, he now had an erection as well.  That was the pull from the bond, he knew that, but another part was he was genuinely attracted to Remus like he was to Sirius.  That part—it was more than just physical.  Physical was part of it, no doubt there, but there was so much more that was there.  He adored the two, in more ways than he could ever explain.  So, bundle it all up together and it was perfect.  None of this was anything he wanted or pushed for, but, honestly, he wasn't going to complain either because he loved it.  Anyone that thought he would be miserable with the two were dead wrong.  He adored it and both of them.  

 

Lifting his head, Remus put a crooked finger under Harry's chin and lifted his as well.  When Harry looked at him, he kissed him softly.  Somewhere in him, despite the fact that this wasn't a passionate kiss, knew that it was the end of the just holding and touching, that the other part was about to make itself known.  That was fine too, though he would miss this part.  With the bond and looming full moon, it would have come to an end before long anyway.  That pull would have forced it to.  Looking into Harry's eyes when he finished, he reached up and stroked his head then put his hand on the back of the young man's head and pulled him into another kiss, one more passionate and demanding that the first one.  With that, his cock began to throb, twitching in his pants, and he could feel the pre-cum start to wet the head of it.  Yes, the end for just benign was at hand.

 

Panting when the heated kiss broke off, Harry looked at Remus, waiting to see what he wanted.  With what he knew of Remus, he would adore whatever it was he wanted for this.  Along with that, his whole body was throbbing by now, his own cock twitching in his pants.  All he was wondering now was where this was going.  What he knew of what Remus was like just before the full moon, whatever it was would be something probably rougher than normal.  That was fine and he liked such things.

 

Trying to keep himself under control, though his more bestial instinct, something driven by the approaching full moon, and the bond was pushing for some areas, Remus reached out then ran slightly shaking fingers through Harry's tousled hair.  Oh, he wanted this.  Letting his trembling hand trail down the side of Harry's face while their eyes were locked, it then ghosted over his chest before sliding between Harry's spread legs.  Smiling as he rubbed the bulge in Harry's jeans, he said, tone husky, “So hard.”

 

Nodding at that, licking his lips, Harry didn't say anything, just looking at Remus.

 

Grabbing his wand, Remus spelled off their clothes then reached down to stroke Harry's cock, eyes locked with Harry's green ones.  Part of him was demanding to bend the younger wizard over and take him then, but the other part of him wanted to have some fun first.  He was going to go with that, at least as long as he could hold off the other part.  Panting heavily, body flushing slightly, starting to bead with sweat, he said, voice slightly deeper and huskier than normal, “There is so much I want to do with and show you, Harry.  Most of it will wait until after the full moon when I have better self control.  You'll love it, though.  All of it.”

 

Moaning as his hard flesh was being touched, Harry just nodded, not sure what to say.  As of now, other than the bondage part, something he hadn't really seen any of other than the boring ones he and Sirius had found, he hadn't seen anything else so he didn't have any idea of what might be coming.

 

Panting, watching the expression on Harry's face, Remus grinned just a little.  Lowering his face while he toyed with Harry's cock, though not enough to get him off, he told him, “Imagine being tied up and blindfolded without being able to tell what I'm going to do to you or to prepare then just having to feel without seeing or being able to touch.”

 

Shivering at that part, Harry whimpered softly, skin prickling, goose bumps breaking out all over his body.  That was something he could easily envision and it was erotic in a very strange way, though he hadn't ever experienced it.

 

Grinning bigger at the sounds Harry was making, Remus chuckled, “It'll be so much fun.  All the things I could do to you when you wouldn't be able to move or tell what's coming will be so erotic.  And the sensations you'll experience will be something you'll adore.”

 

Panting heavily, Harry just nodded, shivering as he did.

 

Leaning closer, holding Harry's body tightly to his while he played with the younger man's cock with one hand, Remus began to nibble and bite softly on Harry's neck.  Tasting Harry's skin and some of the salt that was there from how Harry was now sweating, he growled softly.  Biting a little harder, he stopped stroking Harry's now twitching cock, just squeezing it, not wanting to bring him over the edge so soon.  No, he wanted to be in Harry's arse, thrusting hard, when that happened.  There was nothing like feeling Harry's arse spasming around his cock when he came.  “I'm going to fuck you so hard, Harry.  Not before we have some other fun first, though.”

 

Moaning at that, head dropping back, Harry shook violently.  Everything Remus was doing seemed to be sending hot surging sparks throughout his body, then they migrated to his already throbbing cock.  As always, this was wonderful.  Remus was into 'playing' before they did anything else more than Sirius was, something he adored.  Not sure what to do or say, adoring what he was feeling, Harry moaned, “More!”

 

Chuckling at that, nipping right over Harry's jugular vein a little harder than he had, Remus told him, “Oh, I'm not even close to pushing on to full sex, Harry.  We're going to have fun before I do that.”  Pulling back, he looked at Harry, yellow eyes having an almost feral look to them, he panted heavily, chest heaving.  There was so much he wanted to do, but wasn't sure how long before part of him began to demand he took Harry.  So, he needed to press on.

 

Shifting around, letting loose of Harry's cock, he coaxed the younger man into standing.  Seeing Harry tremble, he grinned again.  Good.  He knew that was more from excitement than anything else, so he didn't need to soothe his younger lover.  Once he stood, he pulled Harry close then kissed him again, his tongue slipping into Harry's mouth, holding him tight as he did.  He could feel that pull become more intense and demanding.  Though the wolf in him didn't manifest until the full moon, some of the instincts started to in the few days before that event.  That was the case here.  And it was plenty demanding.  Holding Harry tightly, he turned them around while their mouths were locked, shifting them to the end of the settee.  

 

Breaking off the kiss when he got them right where he wanted them, he looked down at Harry.  Running his fingers through Harry's even more tousled hair, he looked down into his eyes, panting heavily.  His whole body seemed to feel like there was hot fire lit inside it, making him sweat and his skin dance with sensations.  Seeing the flushed look on Harry's face, him panting heavily and how he shivered, Remus grinned again.  Good.  What he wanted.  Now to press on.

 

Putting his hands on Harry's hips, he turned the young man around then had him bend over the end of the settee.  Once he was in the position he wanted him in, he put a hand on the inside of one of Harry's knees and lifted it, resting it on the arm of the settee.  When Harry was right where he wanted him, he ran a slightly trembling hand down the young man's sweaty back before caressing over the upturned arsecheeks.  Letting it then slip between them, he fingered the puckered entrance there, stroking over it, grinning as Harry moaned and shook.  So perfect.  

 

Grabbing his wand, he held the tip of it at Harry's entrance then cast the standard lubricating charm.  Normally, that's where it ended and he would press on with whatever, but not this time.  Instead, he cast another spell that put a cushioning charm around the wand, making it flexible as well. After all, the last thing in the world he wanted to do was truly hurt Harry.  Then, gently, he began to ease it into Harry's arse, thrusting it slightly as he did, twisting it around.  Slowly, he eased as much in as he felt was safe then began to fuck him with it.  “Do you like that, Harry?”  He asked, eyes locked on the erotic sight.

 

“Yes,” Harry moaned, clutching onto the cushions below him tightly, shaking, though trying to hold still.  “Feels so good,” he muttered as visions of the first time Remus did this ran through his mind.  It had been that summer before they found the spells that would help with the whole mess.  They had been holed up in Sirius' room late one night, long after everyone else had been asleep.  He had been naked between the two of them with Sirius in front of him when Remus had done this the first time.  At the time, he was wide-eyed, shaking badly and stunned by what was being done, but the sensations were such, unlike anything he had felt before, that he didn’t protest.  

 

“The sight of my wand in your arse is magnificent,” Remus chuckled, twisting it around as he fucked Harry with it.  “The way your arsecheeks flush and goose pimple, quivering, is a wonderful sight as well.”  Reaching down, he began to stroke his own twitching cock with his free hand as his eyes locked on what he was doing.  Pressing on, he asked, “Do you want me to continue with this or fuck you, Harry?”

 

Panting, Harry whimpered softly.  This part for him was still hard because of the bond still sorting out what that spell wanted.  In fact, it was still somewhat of a fight to get out what he wanted to say, not what he thought was wanted of him. Trembling harder, eyes screwed tightly shut, fingers digging into the cushions so hard his knuckles turned white, he mumbled, “Fuck me.”  After that, he whimpered louder as that spell pulled at him, shaking badly, mind screaming at him.

 

“Fuck you I will, then,” Remus said, sliding his wand out of Harry's arse.  Putting his hands on both of Harry's hips, he pressed closer to him, cock sliding between Harry's spread arsecheeks, he then leaned over Harry's back and kissed him on one sweaty shoulder.  “I want to know what you want, Harry, not what you think I want,” he assured the young man, figuring that was part of the issue here.  “I adore hearing what you want me to do to you so I can give you pleasure as well.”  Nipping at his shoulder again, sucking on it, he then lifted his head and said, “Tell me again what you want.  Louder this time.”

 

Quaking, Harry stammered out, “Fuck me!  Please!”

 

“Oh yes,” Remus said, grinning again, yellow eyes alight.  Slipping a hand around Harry's waist, holding onto him, he reached down and put the head of his cock against Harry's arsehole then began to slide it in.  Panting heavily as he tried to push through the tight ring of muscle, he groaned as it started to give.  “So tight still,” he moaned, head dropping back, eyes sliding shut.  He was trying to keep hold of what was driving him as there hadn't been much prep here and he didn't want to cause pain, but it was getting harder.  With that, he hoped like hell Sirius got the signals going through and would join.  If he didn't, he wasn't sure that his lover wouldn't miss the whole thing.

 

Gritting his teeth as the head of his cock finally slid through the tight ring of muscle then slid all the way into Harry's upturned arse, he held still to give the younger man time to adjust, though he didn't want to.  With that, he took the opportunity to make damned sure he had those instincts on a leash.  The time was coming where he didn't have to, but now wasn't it.

 

Whining softly at the burn that accompanied Remus' entrance, Harry shook violently.  It felt wonderful!  Even the slight burn.  By now, his cock was twitching madly and oozing pre-cum.  His instinct was to reach down and stroke it, but he didn't.  He wanted to hold off for a while.  When the burning minimized slightly, he pushed back on Remus, tightening his arse around his cock as a way to let the man know he was ready to press on.

 

Feeling Harry's arse clamp down around his throbbing cock, Remus moaned loudly, eyes sliding partially shut.  Oh, that was good.  Starting to thrust slowly, but deeply, Remus panted heavily, fingers digging into Harry's hips slightly as he did.  So good!  Gritting his teeth at the intense sensations on his cock, he began to move faster, pulling Harry's hips back slightly as he did.  “So tight and hot,” he ground out as he moved.

 

Panting, body slick with sweat, Harry nodded vigorously and whimpered, “Feels so good!”  Reaching down between his legs, he gripped his cock and squeezed it, trying to take some of the pressure off without actually stroking it.  As hard and sensitive as it was right now, that might not be a good idea.

 

Thrusting harder, growling softly, Remus began to yank Harry back harder onto him as he thrust, rolling his hips as he did.  Honestly?  His point of cutting loose was about there.  He was trying to hold off, really he was, but he just couldn't anymore.  All he wanted to do was fuck Harry into the settee, nothing more.

 

xXx

 

Coming to after his nap, Sirius was slightly disoriented, as he had been since coming back through the Veil.  However, the first thing he noticed was that he was fully hard and his cock was throbbing.  It was then he picked up on what was going on through the bond.  That had him fully alert in seconds.  Oh hell yes, he would be joining in!

 

Piling out of bed, he followed the instinct that was now there, finding Harry and Remus going at it in the room just down the hall.  Standing there, leaning against the doorjamb, he watched what was going on, grinning slightly.  Hell yes, this was a wonderful way to wake up!  Reaching down, he began to stroke his own hard cock, thankful he slept without clothes.  In his haste to join them, he had forgotten to grab his wand so he would have had to fumble to get anything off.  This was good!

 

Looking up, the sweaty and flushed Remus gave his old lover a feral grin.  “About time you joined us, Sirius,” he panted out as he thrust harder.

 

“No way in hell I'm missing this,” Sirius chuckled, stepping closer to them.  Putting a hand on Harry's head, groaning when Harry began to lick the head of his cock, he then leaned forward and kissed Remus passionately, his tongue slipping into his mouth as he did.  When he broke it off, he gave his old lover a heated look and said, “I get to sink my cock into that tight arse when you're done.”  Running his fingers through Harry's hair, he panted heavily at the sensations.

 

“Of course,” Remus grinned, thrusting faster.  Looking down, he focused on the sight of Harry licking Sirius' cock.  Groaning at that, he ground his cock into Harry's arse.  Pulling one hand off Harry's hip, he let it drift under his younger lover and pushed Harry's hand off his cock then wrapped his own hand around it.  Squeezing it tightly, he panted, “Just hold on until Sirius gets his chance, Harry.”

 

Groaning as he licked Sirius' cock, Harry nodded the best he could.  His whole body felt like it was on fire by this point and his balls were throbbing madly, but he would manage.  After all, having both cocks in his arse, one after the other, was something he loved.

 

Slamming into Harry harder, Remus growled loudly as his own balls throbbed, demanding release.  Thrusting hard and fast, he panted, eyes locked on what Harry was doing.  As he felt that hot knot deep in his belly throb madly then burst, he moaned loudly then came, hips still thrusting, yanking Harry back onto him as he did.  Head dropping back, his eyes slid shut and he moaned at the sensations of his orgasm, body quivering as he did.

 

Feeling Remus' cock twitch in his arse, Harry shook, wanting to thrust into the hand that held his cock.  He didn't though.  Instead, he took the head of Sirius' cock in his mouth and sucked on it, tongue rubbing on the underside of it.

 

“Son of a bitch,” Sirius moaned, fingers tightening on Harry's head as he sucked on him.  Panting himself and flushed by now, he watched Remus ride out his completion, waiting.  

 

Panting heavily as his orgasm finally ended, Remus leaned over Harry's back as he let loose of his cock and kissed the sweaty younger man on the shoulder blade.  Letting his rapidly deflating cock slide out of his arse, he then backed away, bending over and putting his hands on his knees as he tried to gather himself and get his breathing back to normal.

 

Pulling back from Harry and that mouth of his, Sirius panted heavily then sat on the settee.  Jerking his head in his own direction, he told Harry, “Come here and ride me, your back to my chest.”

 

Nodding vigorously, Harry rose from where he was then moved over to Sirius on heavily shaking legs. Turning around, he lowered down then took Sirius' cock in his hand and positioned it at his now twitching and loosened arsehole then lowered himself down on it in one stroke, groaning as he did, eyes sliding shut.  Shifting around to get comfortable and in the position he wanted, he braced one hand on the edge of the settee and began to move, grinding his arse down on Sirius' cock, clenching around it.

 

Wrapping an arm around Harry's waist, Sirius lifted him up slightly then began to thrust up into him as Harry moved.  Head dropping back onto the back of the settee, he groaned loudly at the sensations.  “So fucking good,” he managed to stammer out.

 

Catching his breath, Remus watched what the two were doing with a grin.  Though he was done and would be for some time, that didn't mean he couldn't join in still, at least in some way.  Straightening up, he walked over then knelt down in front of the two.  Putting his hands on Harry's hips to still him, he then took his younger lover's cock in his mouth and began to suck on it, tongue swirling around as his head bobbed.

 

Head dropping back, Harry moaned out Remus' name, shaking violently as the man’s mouth tightened around his already throbbing cock.  “Yes,” he hissed out as Remus sucked harder and Sirius began to thrust up into his arse faster.  

 

Lifting his head, Sirius watched what Remus was doing the best he could, hips thrusting faster.  Panting heavily, he grinned a little at what he saw.  Oh, this was great to see!  Fucking Harry harder, he panted out, “Cum for us, Harry.”

 

Nodding, unable to articulate anything but moaning, Harry clamped his arse down around Sirius' cock, gripping onto the settee hard.  Balls throbbing madly, his head dropped back and he groaned then came when Remus sucked harder, focusing on the head of his cock.  Biting his bottom lip, he whimpered loudly as his orgasm washed over him, making his whole body quiver.  

 

Feeling Harry's arse clamp down, hard, on his cock then spasm, Sirius ground out his name then came, flooding Harry's already slick arse with his cum, mixing it with Remus'.  Hips still thrusting, he panted as his whole body rocked with sensations.

 

xXx

 

Holding the naked, but dozy, Harry afterwards, the younger man still in his lap, Sirius looked at Remus, who was seated right by them on the settee, his arm draped around Harry, then said, grinning, “That's a good way to wake up!”

 

Smiling a little, Remus nodded, “I was wondering if you would.”  Sighing, he shut his eyes and rested his head on the back of the settee.  “It was definitely good.”

 

“Oh yes,” Sirius grinned.  Kissing Harry on the top of his sweaty head, he then leaned over and kissed Remus as well, before leaning his own head back.  Sighing, he said, “There is so much here still.  I'm clearer than what I was, but it's still muddled and the pull—yeah, there's a lot of work to do.”

 

“We'll manage, Sirius, don't worry,” Remus assured him.  “Just give it time.  You've only been back a few days.”

 

“I know,” Sirius admitted with a groan.  “It's just—when you remember how it was and can't do that yet, it's frustrating.”

 

“That I understand,” Remus told him softly.  “It'll come.  Give it time.”

 

Nodding to that but saying nothing, Sirius decided they could stay like this for a while.  It felt good for the three of them to just sit like this.  Not only that, it sure as hell helped what they were dealing with.  So, it was good.