First Time
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Remus/Sirius
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Adult ++
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1
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4,308
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First Time
”Hnn..Tight”
”Augh!”
”Sorry.. There, better?”
”Hmm..”
”Can I?”
He was answered wordlessly as the hips where his body wanted him to just ram his cock into moved to envelope him fully.
The feeling was incredible. How he had not persuaded his lover into doing this sooner escaped him. But he'd said he hadn't been ready. And he would never do anything to hurt his ---haired lover.
And really, this was worth a little waiting. Now if he could just find that little something that he'd heard talk of, the one thing that'd make his lover squirm, scream and buck. He withdrew slowly and then back, a little wriggling from his lover but no screaming.
”You still alright?” He asked, voice hoarse, panting.
”Just...move...”
To his lover the discomfort had somewhat lessened after the initial pangs of pain. But the pleasure was still diluted by the lingering pain. 'How did I let him do this? We were doing just fine before..' But there would be no return. No return to the quickly shared wanks in the boys lavatories before class. To the incredible blowjobs his lover gave him, that felt like he was drained out of his very life through his dick. They'd still do them, but their intimacy had now reached another level. A level that he felt should have been left---
”Oh, holy fuck! Padfoot!”
*Guess that's the angle* Sirius smirked inwardly at his new discovery. Yes, the delectable squirming was there, the scream loud and present and the buck, the buck was to cherish. He withdrew and hit the spot again. His lover was writhing, mewling and squirming under him, looking utterly scrumptious.
”Like...ah..that..MOONY!?”
He screamed as his lovers tight ring of muscle squeezed around him. Remus could only moan incoherent, disjointed syllables. Sirius continued to slowly draw in and out of him, his hand snaking down from his hips to grip the others erection that was leaking pre-cum to the sheets below. Remus had a grip on the head board, his head hanging low between his shoulders, hands gripping the wood so forcefully that his knuckles were white.
”Ann.. ngh...Hard..harder..please..” Remus's voice was hoarse, he had been rather vocal throughout the evening, wearing his voice out.
Sirius continued deep and hard. They both moaned and writhed against the sheets. Soon Sirius, in his youthful enthusiasm and because lust clouded his thoughts, adolescent as he was, began to seriously pound into Remus, keeping the right angle. The whole bed rammed against the wall by his thrusts.
Remus did not complain.
He was in all kinds of heavens, the hell of pain forgotten, overflown by pleasure. Sure, it was so intense you could have said it might veer towards pain, but it felt so good. Sirius was loving him, Sirius was pounding into him, out of him. To a point where he could not take it any longer. Remus shook in wild desire, a thunderous release that left him limp, boneless, content.
”Augh!”
”Sorry.. There, better?”
”Hmm..”
”Can I?”
He was answered wordlessly as the hips where his body wanted him to just ram his cock into moved to envelope him fully.
The feeling was incredible. How he had not persuaded his lover into doing this sooner escaped him. But he'd said he hadn't been ready. And he would never do anything to hurt his ---haired lover.
And really, this was worth a little waiting. Now if he could just find that little something that he'd heard talk of, the one thing that'd make his lover squirm, scream and buck. He withdrew slowly and then back, a little wriggling from his lover but no screaming.
”You still alright?” He asked, voice hoarse, panting.
”Just...move...”
To his lover the discomfort had somewhat lessened after the initial pangs of pain. But the pleasure was still diluted by the lingering pain. 'How did I let him do this? We were doing just fine before..' But there would be no return. No return to the quickly shared wanks in the boys lavatories before class. To the incredible blowjobs his lover gave him, that felt like he was drained out of his very life through his dick. They'd still do them, but their intimacy had now reached another level. A level that he felt should have been left---
”Oh, holy fuck! Padfoot!”
*Guess that's the angle* Sirius smirked inwardly at his new discovery. Yes, the delectable squirming was there, the scream loud and present and the buck, the buck was to cherish. He withdrew and hit the spot again. His lover was writhing, mewling and squirming under him, looking utterly scrumptious.
”Like...ah..that..MOONY!?”
He screamed as his lovers tight ring of muscle squeezed around him. Remus could only moan incoherent, disjointed syllables. Sirius continued to slowly draw in and out of him, his hand snaking down from his hips to grip the others erection that was leaking pre-cum to the sheets below. Remus had a grip on the head board, his head hanging low between his shoulders, hands gripping the wood so forcefully that his knuckles were white.
”Ann.. ngh...Hard..harder..please..” Remus's voice was hoarse, he had been rather vocal throughout the evening, wearing his voice out.
Sirius continued deep and hard. They both moaned and writhed against the sheets. Soon Sirius, in his youthful enthusiasm and because lust clouded his thoughts, adolescent as he was, began to seriously pound into Remus, keeping the right angle. The whole bed rammed against the wall by his thrusts.
Remus did not complain.
He was in all kinds of heavens, the hell of pain forgotten, overflown by pleasure. Sure, it was so intense you could have said it might veer towards pain, but it felt so good. Sirius was loving him, Sirius was pounding into him, out of him. To a point where he could not take it any longer. Remus shook in wild desire, a thunderous release that left him limp, boneless, content.