Jealousy
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Adult ++
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27,465
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Jealousy
\"Jealousy\" (Sirius/Harry, Remus/Harry) for deyzara
Written for: deyzara
Pairing: Sirius/Harry, Remus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, PWP, post-Hogwarts, OOC-ness, jealousy, language, alpha!Remus?
Disclaimer: I wish I own Harry Potter and the gang. Alas, life is cruel, so I don\'t own them.
Notes: written for hp_springsmut\'s gift exchange 2006. Thank you for being a wonderful beta and for hosting this, starrysummer, I enjoy making the gift very much.
He wasn\'t exactly sure how it had come to this, but here it was: Harry, pinned to the bed, writhing underneath him. He was thrusting hard and fast into the abused hole, all the while murmuring endearments. Sirius\' rather rough handling left Harry with his hole abused, but he was still so tight, so ripe for taking. So Sirius took him. Harry didn\'t even fight back, so Sirius correctly presumed that Harry wanted this too. Wanted it as much as Sirius did.
Somewhere in his awareness, Sirius remembered Remus was watching them. Sirius had tied him up at the bed\'s leg to prevent him from interfering before his turn, and he had been staying there since, waiting and wanting. Remus\' face was composed, but his eyes told all that he was beyond impatient.
He was somewhat bewildered that Remus had agreed so readily to this. But then again, Remus was rather possessive of his little \'pup.\' Sirius had only had to remind him of Harry as his pup, and Remus took action. Harry shouldn\'t have let that Wood lad kiss him, no matter if it was on the cheek or anywhere else. It was funny, really, and so easy to rile up Remus into doing something he would later regret. Even Sirius, perhaps, would regret this in the morning. But right now, all that was important was his cock buried deep inside Harry, and Remus\' growls threatening him to quicken his actions.
\"That\'s it, Harry, clench for me...\" Sirius murmured. His tone was soft and gentle, but Harry must have heard him, as his body obeyed the command. Sirius felt the already tight hole clench, and clench, and clench around his member. He almost lost control right then, but he held back. Not yet, he told himself, not yet.
He almost felt it-- the pulse of possessiveness radiating from Remus. When his cock drove deeper, or found an angle that made Harry whimper helplessly, Remus would try to break free of the robe\'s hold. He knew Remus was frustrated with lust and jealousy, so he thrust faster and deeper. He was close, he could tell.
\"Yes, good little boy... You know I love you, don\'t you?\" Sirius coaxed, pinching playfully at the smooth skin of Harry\'s nipple and chuckling when he heard Harry moan. He had been very cooperative so far and, as a reward, Sirius rolled Harry\'s balls and rubbed at the cock\'s head soothingly.
Sirius frowned when he felt the balls in his palm tighten. Harry was ready to come, but he couldn\'t allow it. Not yet.
\"You mustn\'t come yet, Harry,\" Sirius reprimanded. \"Remus is still waiting for his turn.\"
He chuckled when Harry shuddered violently against his chest. He thrust hard and deep a few more times and let himself go, feeling his come ripped out of him in wave after wave of pleasure. Without waiting to cool down, Sirius lifted himself off of Harry to lay beside him.
Idly, he waved his wand to release Remus from his bond, then propped himself against a pillow to watch the interaction. Sirius was amused by how quickly Remus sprang to his feet and crawled menacingly towards Harry. Remus was growling again and the sound was awfully sexy, Sirius thought.
\"You\'re still wet from his come, Harry,\" Remus snarled, towering on hands and knees over Harry\'s exhausted form. \"You don\'t need any preparation, do you.\"
It was not a question, Sirius noticed, licking his lips with anticipation.
\"Please...\" Harry whimpered. It was the first coherent word from his mouth since Sirius and Remus had attacked him in his bed, and the helplessness of it almost set off Sirius\' lust again. He couldn\'t help but touch himself when Remus forced his cock into the slick hole, dragging yet another plea from Harry.
\"You like it, don\'t you, being fucked repeatedly like a whore. Did Wood grab your arse too, when he kissed you? Did you beg him to fuck you, hmm? Or suck you off?\"
Sirius felt like joining in. Seeing Remus brutally pound into Harry stirred his libido, badly. If it were possible, he would said each thrust was deeper than the last, and seeing as Harry was choking and sobbing uncontrollably, Sirius suspected every one of it must have hit his prostate. He smiled; Remus was, after all, a soft heart even in his seething state.
\"You shouldn\'t have done that, Harry. You should have known that only your alpha could fuck your pretty little arse,\" Remus panted out. \"You should have fought off Sirius, too. Did his cock feel better than mine did, hmm? Did he fuck better?\"
Sirius\' mouth formed an O shape. Remus and he had never had troubles sharing any lovers, except Harry apparently. Judging from Remus\' possessiveness, the full moon was closing in again and the wolf was gradually taking over. He briefly considered interfering, but thought better. Remus was only fucking Harry, not ripping him from limb to limb, he shouldn\'t worry too much.
\"I\'d rather fuck you to death than let anyone, any-fucking-one, have your taste,\" Remus whispered, nipping at Harry\'s ear gently, but hard enough to draw protests.
\"Pro"” Professor!\" Harry chanted. \"Remus, please"¦\"
Harry\'s beg was quieted hastily with Remus\' mouth. By the look of it, Harry\'s lips would be blood-red in seconds with the kiss that fierce. Tongues were battling for dominance, but Harry gave in rapidly. Seemed like the boy knew where he stood with them after all, Sirius mused.
\"Tell me,\" Remus was saying. \"To whom you belong? Who can make you feel this good, hmm?\"
Harry only moaned in reply, so Remus grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his head off the bed. \"Answer me!\"
\"To"¦ To you,\" Harry spluttered. \"You and Sirius.\"
Remus purred then, \"Good boy.\"
Sirius\' breathing was slightly faster now. The voice was arousing, and the wet sound of flesh slapped against flesh sent hot, biting desire through his veins. Still, the way Harry cried out Remus\' name and arched his hip to meet his thrust was beginning to make Sirius\' blood boil. Perhaps he wanted Harry exclusively to himself, but then he would have to face a very displeased werewolf-- Sirius quickly dismissed his desire.
Distracted as he was, Sirius didn\'t notice until it was too late that Harry was coming. The boy was sobbing and begging unintelligibly, his face flushed bright red while his bruised mouth gasped for breath, which was a rather becoming look in Sirius\' opinion.
Remus was not finished, though. He was fucking like a man possessed. Sirius pitied Harry\'s sensitive arse, but really, Harry was too delicious for a fast fuck. Remus must have agreed with his sentiment, because he seemed to be trying very hard to stop himself from coming. He was losing miserably, and mere moments later Remus came with a shout.
Remus leaned back and sighed, slowly pulling out his cock, looking more sated than any time in his life. Trails of come were seeping out of Harry\'s hole, much loosened now, and Sirius stared at the sight with fascination. He felt himself harden again despite his exhaustion.
Oh, this would be a very, very long night for Harry.
Morning came, much to Sirius\' disgust. Today was his day off, but Harry was supposed to meet his team, Puddlemeere United, at the team\'s practice field. Perhaps he could call in to say Harry was ill. Well, truth be told, Harry was rather ill-looking. Sirius smirked.
\"He has fever,\" Remus announced, sighing heavily. Sirius knew what he was thinking-- Remus regretted what he had done last night. But he wasn\'t fooled; the way Remus held Harry\'s hand and placed a butterfly kiss on his forehead, lingering a bit longer than necessary, told Sirius that Remus cared for Harry and still very much desired more of the same.
Sirius\' loin stirred when he thought of Harry\'s smooth skin and his breathless begging. He wanted more of it, and he would have it, godson or no.
He hoped Harry had learned his lesson-- that his body was not to be shared with anyone except Sirius and Remus. But if he didn\'t, well, Sirius was rather looking forward to introducing Harry to further discipline.
~ end ~
Written for: deyzara
Pairing: Sirius/Harry, Remus/Harry
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: AU, PWP, post-Hogwarts, OOC-ness, jealousy, language, alpha!Remus?
Disclaimer: I wish I own Harry Potter and the gang. Alas, life is cruel, so I don\'t own them.
Notes: written for hp_springsmut\'s gift exchange 2006. Thank you for being a wonderful beta and for hosting this, starrysummer, I enjoy making the gift very much.
He wasn\'t exactly sure how it had come to this, but here it was: Harry, pinned to the bed, writhing underneath him. He was thrusting hard and fast into the abused hole, all the while murmuring endearments. Sirius\' rather rough handling left Harry with his hole abused, but he was still so tight, so ripe for taking. So Sirius took him. Harry didn\'t even fight back, so Sirius correctly presumed that Harry wanted this too. Wanted it as much as Sirius did.
Somewhere in his awareness, Sirius remembered Remus was watching them. Sirius had tied him up at the bed\'s leg to prevent him from interfering before his turn, and he had been staying there since, waiting and wanting. Remus\' face was composed, but his eyes told all that he was beyond impatient.
He was somewhat bewildered that Remus had agreed so readily to this. But then again, Remus was rather possessive of his little \'pup.\' Sirius had only had to remind him of Harry as his pup, and Remus took action. Harry shouldn\'t have let that Wood lad kiss him, no matter if it was on the cheek or anywhere else. It was funny, really, and so easy to rile up Remus into doing something he would later regret. Even Sirius, perhaps, would regret this in the morning. But right now, all that was important was his cock buried deep inside Harry, and Remus\' growls threatening him to quicken his actions.
\"That\'s it, Harry, clench for me...\" Sirius murmured. His tone was soft and gentle, but Harry must have heard him, as his body obeyed the command. Sirius felt the already tight hole clench, and clench, and clench around his member. He almost lost control right then, but he held back. Not yet, he told himself, not yet.
He almost felt it-- the pulse of possessiveness radiating from Remus. When his cock drove deeper, or found an angle that made Harry whimper helplessly, Remus would try to break free of the robe\'s hold. He knew Remus was frustrated with lust and jealousy, so he thrust faster and deeper. He was close, he could tell.
\"Yes, good little boy... You know I love you, don\'t you?\" Sirius coaxed, pinching playfully at the smooth skin of Harry\'s nipple and chuckling when he heard Harry moan. He had been very cooperative so far and, as a reward, Sirius rolled Harry\'s balls and rubbed at the cock\'s head soothingly.
Sirius frowned when he felt the balls in his palm tighten. Harry was ready to come, but he couldn\'t allow it. Not yet.
\"You mustn\'t come yet, Harry,\" Sirius reprimanded. \"Remus is still waiting for his turn.\"
He chuckled when Harry shuddered violently against his chest. He thrust hard and deep a few more times and let himself go, feeling his come ripped out of him in wave after wave of pleasure. Without waiting to cool down, Sirius lifted himself off of Harry to lay beside him.
Idly, he waved his wand to release Remus from his bond, then propped himself against a pillow to watch the interaction. Sirius was amused by how quickly Remus sprang to his feet and crawled menacingly towards Harry. Remus was growling again and the sound was awfully sexy, Sirius thought.
\"You\'re still wet from his come, Harry,\" Remus snarled, towering on hands and knees over Harry\'s exhausted form. \"You don\'t need any preparation, do you.\"
It was not a question, Sirius noticed, licking his lips with anticipation.
\"Please...\" Harry whimpered. It was the first coherent word from his mouth since Sirius and Remus had attacked him in his bed, and the helplessness of it almost set off Sirius\' lust again. He couldn\'t help but touch himself when Remus forced his cock into the slick hole, dragging yet another plea from Harry.
\"You like it, don\'t you, being fucked repeatedly like a whore. Did Wood grab your arse too, when he kissed you? Did you beg him to fuck you, hmm? Or suck you off?\"
Sirius felt like joining in. Seeing Remus brutally pound into Harry stirred his libido, badly. If it were possible, he would said each thrust was deeper than the last, and seeing as Harry was choking and sobbing uncontrollably, Sirius suspected every one of it must have hit his prostate. He smiled; Remus was, after all, a soft heart even in his seething state.
\"You shouldn\'t have done that, Harry. You should have known that only your alpha could fuck your pretty little arse,\" Remus panted out. \"You should have fought off Sirius, too. Did his cock feel better than mine did, hmm? Did he fuck better?\"
Sirius\' mouth formed an O shape. Remus and he had never had troubles sharing any lovers, except Harry apparently. Judging from Remus\' possessiveness, the full moon was closing in again and the wolf was gradually taking over. He briefly considered interfering, but thought better. Remus was only fucking Harry, not ripping him from limb to limb, he shouldn\'t worry too much.
\"I\'d rather fuck you to death than let anyone, any-fucking-one, have your taste,\" Remus whispered, nipping at Harry\'s ear gently, but hard enough to draw protests.
\"Pro"” Professor!\" Harry chanted. \"Remus, please"¦\"
Harry\'s beg was quieted hastily with Remus\' mouth. By the look of it, Harry\'s lips would be blood-red in seconds with the kiss that fierce. Tongues were battling for dominance, but Harry gave in rapidly. Seemed like the boy knew where he stood with them after all, Sirius mused.
\"Tell me,\" Remus was saying. \"To whom you belong? Who can make you feel this good, hmm?\"
Harry only moaned in reply, so Remus grabbed a handful of his hair and forced his head off the bed. \"Answer me!\"
\"To"¦ To you,\" Harry spluttered. \"You and Sirius.\"
Remus purred then, \"Good boy.\"
Sirius\' breathing was slightly faster now. The voice was arousing, and the wet sound of flesh slapped against flesh sent hot, biting desire through his veins. Still, the way Harry cried out Remus\' name and arched his hip to meet his thrust was beginning to make Sirius\' blood boil. Perhaps he wanted Harry exclusively to himself, but then he would have to face a very displeased werewolf-- Sirius quickly dismissed his desire.
Distracted as he was, Sirius didn\'t notice until it was too late that Harry was coming. The boy was sobbing and begging unintelligibly, his face flushed bright red while his bruised mouth gasped for breath, which was a rather becoming look in Sirius\' opinion.
Remus was not finished, though. He was fucking like a man possessed. Sirius pitied Harry\'s sensitive arse, but really, Harry was too delicious for a fast fuck. Remus must have agreed with his sentiment, because he seemed to be trying very hard to stop himself from coming. He was losing miserably, and mere moments later Remus came with a shout.
Remus leaned back and sighed, slowly pulling out his cock, looking more sated than any time in his life. Trails of come were seeping out of Harry\'s hole, much loosened now, and Sirius stared at the sight with fascination. He felt himself harden again despite his exhaustion.
Oh, this would be a very, very long night for Harry.
Morning came, much to Sirius\' disgust. Today was his day off, but Harry was supposed to meet his team, Puddlemeere United, at the team\'s practice field. Perhaps he could call in to say Harry was ill. Well, truth be told, Harry was rather ill-looking. Sirius smirked.
\"He has fever,\" Remus announced, sighing heavily. Sirius knew what he was thinking-- Remus regretted what he had done last night. But he wasn\'t fooled; the way Remus held Harry\'s hand and placed a butterfly kiss on his forehead, lingering a bit longer than necessary, told Sirius that Remus cared for Harry and still very much desired more of the same.
Sirius\' loin stirred when he thought of Harry\'s smooth skin and his breathless begging. He wanted more of it, and he would have it, godson or no.
He hoped Harry had learned his lesson-- that his body was not to be shared with anyone except Sirius and Remus. But if he didn\'t, well, Sirius was rather looking forward to introducing Harry to further discipline.