Secret Revealed

A/N: I’ve been in a Harry/Sirius kick lately, especially after seeing the 5th movie. So, here’s a smutty fic for you all.

Warnings: Male/Male, Voyeurism, Slight fluff

Setting: Post-War, and in my own Harry Potter world, Sirius is still alive. I’ll be shifting from Hermione’s point of view to Sirius and Harry’s through out this story.

Secrets Revealed

(Hermione)

Hermione had no idea what she was getting herself into when she apparated to Sirius and Harry’s cottage that morning. It was just like any other morning. She woke up, showered, and fought a hopeless battle with her unruly hair. She quickly reread the letter Harry had owled her, making sure she knew the exact address before heading off. Within seconds, she was standing in front of the “bachelor pad” as Mrs. Weasley had called it.

Walking up the stone steps to the front door, she knocked. She waited for a few moments before knocking again. There was still no answer. Growing impatient, she was tempted to pull and Fred and George and just apparate herself right into the house. It wasn’t until then that she heard a faint sound. She couldn’t quite place what it was at first. It almost sounded like someone was in pain.

Curiosity finally over took Hermione and she traipsed back down the stone steps and peered inside the front window. The cozy looking living room was empty, and slightly messy. Shaking her head, Hermione was about to walk back toward the steps when she heard the noise again. This time, it sounded like she was coming from the side of the house. Her interested piqued once again, she quietly made her way around the corner, hiding behind a large bush that was there. From her vantage point, she could see that the window on the side of the house was open, and the noise she heard became more distinctive.

“It sounds like…”Hermione said to herself. “No…it can’t be.”

Slowly and as quietly as possible, Hermione concealed herself within the shrubbery and gazed into the window. Her eyes widened at the sight before her.

(Harry and Sirius)

Harry didn’t know how much more he could take. Sirius had been teasing his body mercilessly for what seemed like ages. It all started when Sirius came from behind Harry, and began to place gentle kisses on the back of his slender neck. Things escaladed faster and faster, and before Harry knew it, was lying naked in bed with Sirius pinning him against the sheets.

“When is Hermione coming, love?” Sirius had asked, his gaze full of lust.

“W-we probably have at least a half an hour,” Harry breathed.

“Good.”

Sirius had began by gently kissing his god son’s smooth jaw line, knowing that the area was extremely sensitive. Goose bumps rose on Harry skin as his felt the hot lips descend down his neck. Sirius’s teeth then sank into his young lover’s smooth flesh, leaving red marks possession on what was truly his. Harry protested at first, but was quieted when the older man’s hand wrapped itself around Harry’s painfully aroused cock.

“Sirius!” Harry gasped.

Sirius rose to gaze into the eyes of the younger boy. Well, he really wasn’t a boy anymore. He would be eighteen in a few weeks. He was so beautiful to Sirius. Everything from his constant untidy hair to his brilliant green eyes. Every part of Harry was perfect in the eyes of the older man. After the war ended, he was so happy to be back with Harry…to finally have him to himself.

“You’re so beautiful, Harry,” said Sirius before capturing Harry’s lips in an almost brutal kiss.

(Hermione)

“Oh my God, oh my God!” Hermione thought. “Harry is…with Sirius…who is his god father…who is twice is age…who is a man! I didn’t know Harry was…that way!”

Hermione gazed back into the bedroom, watching as Sirius practically devoured Harry. Hermione was still in disbelief when Sirius relinquished his hold on the younger boy’s lips. Sirius then began to grind his still clothed form against Harry’s very naked one. Harry let out a shameful groan, arching himself up against Sirius.

“This is…so…wrong,” thought Hermione once again. “But why am I…”

Hermione felt a slight burning in her lower stomach as sweat formed in small beads on the back of her neck.

(Harry and Sirius)

“Sirius, please!” Harry begged. “I need you.”

“Do you now?” Sirius asked playfully, twisting one of Harry’s already rock hard nipples.

“Yes!” gasped Harry. “Please, Sirius. Before Hermione comes!”
“You are far too impatient, young man.”

Directing a sexed-up smile up at Sirius, Harry replied, “And you have far too many clothes on.”

Harry practically ripped the shirt off of Sirius’s lean body and managed to flip the older man over. Now, Harry was straddling his god father, feeling his denim covered erection pressing into his backside. A delicious shiver ran up Harry’s spine, recalling the times Sirius had been buried deep inside him, fucking him so hard it made him scream for more.

“Do you want me?” Harry asked, rubbing his bum against the bulge in Sirius’ pants.

“God, Harry!” Sirius moaned, “Yes I want you! I want to be deep inside you, making you say my name over and over.”

Harry, overly aroused by the dirty talk, wanted more, “Fuck me, Sirius! Please! I can’t wait to feel your cock inside me!”

Sirius, his mind now completely filled with lust, raised his hand and began stroking Harry’s red-tipped erection, “You’re such a dirty boy, Harry.”

Harry did not protest as Sirius flipped them over so that he was on top once again. The older man trailed his lips down Harry’s toned body, pausing at each nipple to run his long tongue over each. Harry squirmed beneath Sirius as his teeth sank into the already abused flesh. Soon, his lips continued on their journey.

(Hermione)

There was no denying it anymore, Hermione was aroused beyond belief. The dirty talk between Harry and Sirius was the final straw. And, it didn’t help that both men were gorgeous. There were a couple of times when Hermione had to cover her mouth for fear of releasing a moan of her own.

“I guess this is why Harry blew off Ginny,” Hermione mused.

(Harry and Sirius)

Harry spread his long legs wide as Sirius paused in front of his cock. Harry gazed down at the older man, moaning deeply when he felt teasing licks applied to his shaft. Sirius always did this to him. His whole body felt like it was about to erupt; that he was being pulled tight by invisible strings.

“Aaah!” Harry cried as his entire cock was taken into Sirius’ hot mouth. “Don’t stop! Sirius!”
But, to Harry’s dismay, Sirius released his cock and shot Harry a playful stare. Harry was the perfect picture of wanton need. His hair was more tousled than normal, his face and chest flushed, eyes glazed over with passion, lips swollen from the deep, vicious kisses they shared. Just seeing Harry like this made Sirius’ cock twitch. Sometimes, seeing Harry like this, it was hard to keep his eyes off his gorgeous, young lover.

Just as Harry was about to object, Sirius took his long middle finger and slide it into his mouth. Harry’s eyes widened, knowing just what Sirius was going to do with that finger. He spread his legs wider, hinting not so subtly that he needed to be fucked.

“You can be such a slut sometimes, Harry,” Sirius mused.

Harry’s eyes widened in annoyance, “Wait until I get my hands on you! Then you’ll know how I feel.”

The thought of Harry taking charge filled his mind, making him even more aroused. But, that would have to wait another day. Right now, Harry was his and his alone.

Slowly, Sirius slid his slicked up middle finger into Harry’s tight, hot passage. Harry writhed, wanting to feel more of Sirius inside him. It felt as though the very blood in his veins had turned to molten lava. Every time he and Sirius made love, it felt like this. His body was ruled by passion and lust.

“More!” Harry whimpered desperately.

“Sssh,” Sirius soothed. “Patience is a virtue, dear Harry.”

Slowly, oh so slowly, Sirius began pumping his middle finger inside Harry. He crooked his finger, searching for the spot that he knew would make Harry cry out. Sure enough, as soon as he reached his destination, Harry arched his back and moaned so loudly that Sirius was sure people down the road heard him. Harry was in pure bliss.

Slowly, Sirius leaned forward, still sliding his finger in and out of his lover’s welcoming body. Adding a sudden twist, Sirius lapped his tongue over the entrance of Harry’s tight passage each time he removed his finger. Harry was no longer able to form understandable words. Soon, Sirius’ finger was completely replaced with his long tongue, sliding it inside of Harry. His young lover cried out, gripping his fingers inside Sirius’ long, black hair.

Harry’s body was covered with a thin sheen of sweat. He was so thankful that Sirius had a long tongue. The long, smooth appendage was thrusting in and out so quickly that Harry felt as though he could come right there. Sensing this, Sirius removed his tongue, receiving a disappointed groan from the younger boy.

“Don’t stop…please,” Harry breathed.
“ What did I tell you, Harry?” Sirius smiled evilly, “Patience is a virtue.”

Harry, who was now in an extremely grumpy mood, huffed, “I’m tired of being patient!”

(Hermione)

Hermione was still shocked by the event that was transpiring right before her. But, she stood transfixed, watching as her best friend and his god father ravaged each other. She looked away for a moment, trying to catch her breath. Her stomach muscles were so tense, and the heat between her legs was almost unbearable.

“SIRIUS!”

Hermione shot up and turned back towards the window.

(Harry and Sirius)

Sirius smiled teasingly as he shoved three, full fingers inside Harry. Apparently, it had caught the young man by surprise. Harry arched and writhed, grasping the sheets in his bawled fists. Sirius continued to thrust his fingers inside Harry’s willing body, getting faster and faster with each thrust. Harry was moaning so loudly, practically screaming.

Sirius suddenly removed his thrusting fingers, gazing at Harry’s flushed face. Deciding that Harry was more than ready, Sirius grasped Harry’s thighs, placing the tip of his large erection at Harry’s entrance.

“Please…” Harry gasped, sliding his legs around Sirius’ waist.

Only then did Sirius plunge his long, thick cock into Harry. Harry’s inner muscles clung desperately to him, causing so much delicious friction that Sirius had to fight with his body not to cum.

“More, Sirius! Deeper!” Harry cried hoarsely.

Obliging Harry’s request, Sirius practically tossed Harry’s legs over his shoulders. Harry was reduced to incoherent babbling as Sirius’ cock hit his prostate over and over again, sending electric shocks up and down his body. He then pulled all the way out and drove back in hard, pulled all the way out again and then plunged back in even harder. Over and over he plundered his young lover’s asshole, the puckered opening giving no protest in allowing the huge appendage to enter and retreat.


The friction and tightness of Sirius’ thrusting and Harry’s muscles contracting felt exhilarating and dirty, and more pleasurable than Harry’s brain could comprehend. Harry was gripping the sheets so tight that his knuckles were turning white. Sweat dripped freely from Sirius’ face, his body so hot and needy. Harry was still hard as a rock and he couldn’t help but cry out for more.

“Sirius, don’t stop! Fuck me!” Harry cried out, thrusting back against the older man’s bucking hips.

Sirius reached between their heaving bodies, gripping Harry’s now purple tipped cock. Harry, desperate for my contact from Sirius, wrapped his arms around Sirius’s shoulders, pulling his heated body to his own. Harry was so close, his cries echoing through the older man’s ears. Harry couldn’t take anymore. His body arched against Sirius’, he let himself succumb to the pleasure that was wracking his body. With a keening cry of the his god father’s name, Harry’s essence erupted from his cock, coating Sirius’ hand as well as both of their stomachs.

“HARRY!” cried Sirius when he felt the young boy’s muscle clench around his thrusting cock.

Sirius finally let out a roar, plunging in as deep as Harry’s body would allow, and with jerking short thrusts, he came, flooding Harry’s passage with so much thick and creamy liquid that it splashed out, coating both of their lower regions.

Sirius gently pulled out of his lover, but was pulled back by Harry’s smaller hands. Harry wrapped his arms around Sirius, his whole body shaking with spent lust. Sirius rested his head in the crook of Harry’s neck for a moment, letting his body cool down.

“That was…” Harry said breathlessly.

“Intense?” Sirius replied, equally breathless.

“Amazing.”

Sirius pulled himself up resting on his forearms, looking down into Harry’s still blushing face. He brushed a few erratic pieces of hair from Harry’s face, laying a few gentle kisses on his forehead.

“I love you,” Sirius said against the boy’s forehead.

“Love you too, Sirius,” Harry replied, pulling Sirius down for a deep kiss.

Sirius smiled after Harry released him, “If you keep that up we’ll be at it again, Harry. Hermione should be here any minute.”

(Hermione)

Hermione stood stock still as she watched Harry and Sirius clean up. The event that unfolded was one of the strangest…yet most erotic things she had ever seen in her life. A petite hand was still clamped over her mouth to control her gasping breath. It was then that she overheard Sirius asking Harry if he wanted to wait outside for her.

“I hope they didn’t see me!” Hermione thought frantically. “No…they couldn’t have. I was hiding in the bushes…I was well hid.”

Taking a deep breath, she apparated back to the front door just in time for Sirius to open it.

“Hermione!” Sirius said with a warm, welcoming tone.

“Mione,” Harry said, bringing her in for a friendly hug. “Come on in, we’ll give you a tour.”

“ I suggest we don’t show her the kitchen, Harry. Quite a few disasters have occurred in that poor room.”

(Harry and Sirius)

Later that night, after Hermione had left, Sirius sat in front of the fire place with Harry resting his back against his chest. Sirius felt completely content just having Harry resting in his arms.

“So, you don’t think she’ll tell anyone, do you?” Harry asked with a bit worry in his voice.

“ I doubt it,” Sirius said as though it were nothing. “I think she knows that not everyone will take it as well as she did. Our secret it safe with her.”

“I really hope she doesn’t tell Ginny,” Harry laughed. “I don’t want to be on the receiving end of her hexes. It’s awful.”

Sirius smiled, wrapping his arms tightly around his younger lover and tracing his tongue over the shell of his ear, “I say we’ve had enough talk for tonight, don’t you?”

~fin~

A/n: What did you think? Reviews are much appreciated. I’m actually working on a Harry/Draco story right now, so hopefully that’ll be up soon.

Until next time (: