Nobody
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Category:
Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
2,478
Reviews:
8
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Nobody
Title: Nobody
Author: Me
Disclaimer: Don\'t own HP characters or the song. It\'s property of Fall Out Boy.
Rating: R
Summary: Smut, but angsty smut. Sirius/James/Remus.
NOBODY
\"Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don\'t mind me I\'m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn\'t it messed up how I\'m just dying to be him\" (Fall Out Boy)
Nobody makes love like Sirius, his movements always so precise. He can look straight in your eyes with his innocent look and say the nastiest things; somehow you still think it\'s poetry. When he thrusts, he\'s so gentle and when it hurts there\'s no pain. And no matter how hard you try, you always reach your peak first.
Nobody makes love like James, his hands that roam your back, his erect nipples that tickle your chest. He turns his head to avoid your gaze, those beautiful eyes that give away everything he\'s thinking, feeling. His mouth\'s always an \'O\' when you slip inside him. And he always tries to hold his orgasm, always. And he always fails.
Nobody makes love like James and Sirius, constantly forgetting the Silencing Charm on the curtains. The curtains sway as if an invisible hand is tugging at them. Words flood the room, words you never thought two boys would say to each other at midnight when they think no one\'s listening. And Sirius tells everything in the greatest detail, so when my hand strays to touch myself, I can pretend I\'m there and I actually see. Sirius always thinks he climaxes last, but he\'s wrong. I hold out.
Nobody makes love like Remus, his hand watered down with tears before it actually strokes his length. He wants so much to speak, to let them know how he feels. He wishes he were there in that bed, wishes Sirius were whispering in his ear, James\' fingernails were scratching his back. And Remus cries as he strokes himself slowly to climax, always taking the longest because sex of desperation with yourself always takes longer than sex of love.
Nobody makes love in James\' bed, always Sirius\' and Remus\' when he\'s alone. And that\'s where they find him one morning, trying so hard to come. He never managed the night before.
Nobody makes love like Remus and Sirius and James, as the more experienced two kiss away tears and gently kiss hands and cheeks and the bare chest.
Nobody.
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Please, please, please R&R...I hate it when people read and I don\'t get a single review. Just a quick note if you liked it, please.
Author: Me
Disclaimer: Don\'t own HP characters or the song. It\'s property of Fall Out Boy.
Rating: R
Summary: Smut, but angsty smut. Sirius/James/Remus.
NOBODY
\"Is this more than you bargained for yet
Oh don\'t mind me I\'m watching you two from the closet
Wishing to be the friction in your jeans
Isn\'t it messed up how I\'m just dying to be him\" (Fall Out Boy)
Nobody makes love like Sirius, his movements always so precise. He can look straight in your eyes with his innocent look and say the nastiest things; somehow you still think it\'s poetry. When he thrusts, he\'s so gentle and when it hurts there\'s no pain. And no matter how hard you try, you always reach your peak first.
Nobody makes love like James, his hands that roam your back, his erect nipples that tickle your chest. He turns his head to avoid your gaze, those beautiful eyes that give away everything he\'s thinking, feeling. His mouth\'s always an \'O\' when you slip inside him. And he always tries to hold his orgasm, always. And he always fails.
Nobody makes love like James and Sirius, constantly forgetting the Silencing Charm on the curtains. The curtains sway as if an invisible hand is tugging at them. Words flood the room, words you never thought two boys would say to each other at midnight when they think no one\'s listening. And Sirius tells everything in the greatest detail, so when my hand strays to touch myself, I can pretend I\'m there and I actually see. Sirius always thinks he climaxes last, but he\'s wrong. I hold out.
Nobody makes love like Remus, his hand watered down with tears before it actually strokes his length. He wants so much to speak, to let them know how he feels. He wishes he were there in that bed, wishes Sirius were whispering in his ear, James\' fingernails were scratching his back. And Remus cries as he strokes himself slowly to climax, always taking the longest because sex of desperation with yourself always takes longer than sex of love.
Nobody makes love in James\' bed, always Sirius\' and Remus\' when he\'s alone. And that\'s where they find him one morning, trying so hard to come. He never managed the night before.
Nobody makes love like Remus and Sirius and James, as the more experienced two kiss away tears and gently kiss hands and cheeks and the bare chest.
Nobody.
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Please, please, please R&R...I hate it when people read and I don\'t get a single review. Just a quick note if you liked it, please.