Youth

A/N: Another Harry/Sirius fic for you all!

Warnings: Dom!Harry (sort of), sex, fluff, language blah blah blah

Setting: Two years after book seven (and obviously, book 5 does not effect this story).

Pairing: HP/SB

“Youth”

It was still dark when Harry awoke that morning. He found himself lying in a very comfortable bed with Sirius spooning him from behind. Harry smiled before closing his eyes, relishing the heat from the older man’s body. It still felt too good to be true. Finally being able to live with Sirius made him feel the happiest he ever felt in his entire life. It had taken a little time, but Harry and Sirius found a small cottage not that far from the Weasley’s. Mr. and Mrs. Weasley would often come and visit, and Mrs. Weasley would constantly nag both men because of the state of their home. It wasn’t too messy, but there were a few things that still needed cleaning.

Then, suddenly, Harry remembered that today was Sirius’ birthday. Smiling, he thankfully remembered to go get Sirius a present the day before. It had taken him nearly two hours to figure out a perfect present for Sirius. Harry and hoped and prayed that Sirius would love his gift.

Harry felt Sirius stirring behind him, stretching his sleep trodden lips. The younger man twisted himself within Sirius’ arms to come face to face with his god father. He placed a playful kiss on the older man’s nose, receiving a tired laugh from Sirius.

“Good morning,” Sirius said through a yawn.

“Good morning, birthday boy,” Harry replied with a bright smile.

“Oh, that’s today isn’t it? I nearly forgot.”

Harry arched an eyebrow, “How could you forget your own birthday?”

“Well Harry love, when you reach my age, you don’t look forward to birthday’s much,” Sirius laughed.

The younger man rolled his eyes, “Sirius, you’re not old. I won’t consider you old till your about 65. You’ve still got 26 years before then!”

“Thanks, Harry,” Sirius replied, slapping Harry on the arm.

Harry and Sirius lay in bed for a few moments, just enjoying each other’s company before Harry headed off to the kitchen to make Sirius some breakfast. After a few months, Harry was finally learning to cook meals that were actually decent to eat. Of course, the dishes he could cook were very simple and usually required a microwave. But, today he ventured on something a little more challenging: scrambled eggs.

After successfully completing breakfast with very little burnt food and smoke, Harry placed a plate at Sirius’ spot on the table with the scrambled eggs he had prepared, along with some toast and coffee. A few moments later, Sirius emerged from the bed room and smiled warmly at Harry, who looked rather proud of himself.

“I know it’s not much,” said Harry. “But you should feel honored. This is the first meal I’ve made that hasn’t turned to complete rubbish.”

Sirius brought Harry into his arms for a loving embrace. Everything Harry did for him made him feel so loved. Harry made him feel like he was nineteen again. Every time he and Harry made love, he felt exhilarated. The young man consumed his senses, making him feel invincible. But, Sirius was reminded of his birthday, then his thoughts deflated a little.

As Sirius ate, Harry began cleaning up the mess he had made in order to cook breakfast. But, Harry was having a difficult time, seeing as he couldn’t keep his eyes off his god father. For being 39, Sirius still looked incredibly handsome. To Harry, he didn’t look his age at all. He had no gray hair to speak of, and his body was still very toned. He no longer looked like he had spent twelve years in Azkaban. Sitting at the table, Sirius’ long black hair was pulled into a loose ponytail. He wore a very tight black t-shirt and a pair of faded blue jeans. Harry had a very hard time keeping his off of him.

Harry’s gaze was diverted momentarily by the picture hanging on the refrigerator. It was the picture Sirius had given him of the Order of the Phoenix. After he finished cleaning, he took the picture from the fridge and gazed at the former members, and smiled when he saw his parents and Sirius.

“What are you looking at there?” Sirius asked as he finished his breakfast.

“The Order,” Harry said. “I almost forgot about this picture.”

Sirius stood beside Harry, wrapping his arm around his waist as he looked into the picture. He saw himself standing next to Lily and James. He looked so happy and youthful. Well…he was still incredibly happy now. But, there were times when Sirius wished that he were still that youthful young man.

“You look good in this picture,” said Harry.

Sirius laughed, “I bet you wish I still looked like that.”

Harry suddenly became stone silent. He placed the picture back on the fridge and maneuvered out of Sirius’ embrace. Sirius felt a little crestfallen, wondering what he had done. He watched Harry sit at the table and began to read the newspaper. He could tell by the rough way he was turning the pages that something was wrong.

“Love, what’s wrong?” Sirius asked softly.

Harry slammed the newspaper down on the table, “What’s wrong? For the passed two days all you’ve been talking about is how old you’re getting! It’s driving me batty, Sirius!”

Sirius was taken aback by Harry’s out burst. Harry had never had a temper with him before, “I’m sorry, Harry. I didn’t know it bothered you so much.”

“Of course it does!”

Suddenly, with a lunge of strength, Harry pushed Sirius onto the kitchen floor. Sirius’ eyes widened with shock at the sudden dominance Harry displayed. Sirius was shocked even more when Harry licked his lips before giving him a languid, open mouthed wet kiss on his cheekbone. He kissed his way down his god father’s smooth cheek bringing his wet lips within a whisper’s breathe of his lips. Sirius’s eyes fluttered shut from the loving and warm contact Harry provided. Harry pressed his lips to Sirius’, immediately dominating the kiss with authority. The younger man deepened their kiss, plundering the inner sanctity of his god father’s mouth as Sirius continued growling and writhing with wanton desire beneath him.

Harry broke the kiss, “It makes me angry because you have no idea how incredibly sexy you are. Every time we go somewhere, I catch other blokes looking at you, and it drives me mad. I can never keep my eyes off of you. You have such a gorgeous body, Sirius.”

Sirius’ heart swelled at Harry’s words. He hadn’t looked at himself in that light in quite a few years. Knowing that Harry thought that way eased his tensions almost entirely. His thoughts were broken, however, when he felt his arms being pinned above his head. Harry was gazing playfully at him, knowing his words had effect his god father.

Sirius released a groan when he felt Harry’s tongue run up the length of his neck. The older man could feel Harry’s erection straining against his pajama pants, and it made Sirius that much harder. Harry had complete control over his body, and that was something Sirius wasn’t used to.

“Now, stop being a git and fuck me,” Harry replied, his eyes burning with lust.

Sirius immediately dominated the situation by flipping Harry onto his back. Harry groaned wantonly as Sirius pressed his own throbbing erection into his, grinding their hips together. Harry was already so hot and beside himself that he wanted Sirius inside him, fucking him till he was screaming.

Sirius made quick work of Harry’s clothes, and gazed in awe at Harry’s perfect body. Harry looked almost naïve lying there, his arms bent with his hands next to his head, his face flushed with need. Sirius could never get enough of his god son.

Sirius leaned forward and lapped at Harry’s pale throat, feeling it vibrate from the soft moans Harry was releasing. He then bit at Harry’s collar bone, sucking at the burning flesh. He always loved leaving marks on Harry. Whenever Harry was shirtless, he would see the red and purple marks on his body, and knew that Harry was his and his alone.

Harry arched his back, savoring the pleasure and pain from the wound Sirius had inflicted upon him. He felt Sirius’ mouth descend his body, stopping at each nipple and took one at a time in his mouth. He began with the right one, slowly tracing around it with his long tongue. He then flicked the already excited nipple before biting down almost painfully.

“Sirius!” Harry whimpered. “That feels so good!”

Sirius looked up at Harry’s flushed face, “Do you want more?”

“Yes, oh yes please!”

Sirius continued his assault on Harry’s nipples, biting and sucking them till they turned a light shade of red. Harry’s body was now covered in a thin layer of sweat, making it look as though he were glimmering in the morning sunlight. Sirius paused to admire his handy work before descending even lower, running tongue over Harry’s defined stomach muscles. He felt them tighten with each swipe of his tongue.

He then came face to face with Harry swollen, red hued erection. The tip with glistening as beads of pre cum oozed from the sensitive slit. With a lustful grin, Sirius leaned forward and licked the white liquid from the tip, grinning at the high pitched moan from Harry’s wet lips.

With a lecherous grin, Sirius pinned Harry’s hips down firmly, swallowing his thick shaft right down to the root. Harry cried out, digging his hands into long, black tresses as Sirius engulfed his throbbing sex. He then bolted his eyes shut and wailed when the sensitive crown of his cock pushed passed the Sirius’ tight throat. Sirius knew Harry would cum quickly so he had to work fast. He wanted Harry to experience a mind blowing orgasm.

Sirius pulled his lips back to the tip, sucking just the head while flicking his tongue inside the tender slit. He then dove back down, burying the shaft deep within his throat and swallowed. He began bobbing his head quickly, swirling his tongue in an intricate pattern along the large vein, stopping to pay special attention to the small nodule underneath the base of the head, massaging it with his tongue.

“Oh fuck! Sirius!” Harry cried, throwing his head side to side.

Molten lava coursed throughout his veins, his heart raced, his stomach began coiling in on itself as liquid fire reached a higher and higher plateau until Harry couldn’t hold back any longer. With a keening screech, Harry shouted as his orgasm erupted.

Sirius obediently swallowed all of the white liquid coursing down his throat. Harry was out of breath and panting as though he had just run a marathon. His whole body shook as it tried to recover from the intense orgasm it has just experienced.

Sirius was breathing harshly as well. His stiff cock was still bound within his pants, and more then eager to come out as his entire body begged for release. However, Sirius had to wait a little longer. He wanted to have a little more fun with Harry before he buried himself inside him.

Sirius came back up and gaze a Harry a kiss so passionate the younger man was becoming aroused again. He groaned against Sirius’ mouth as his god father began tracing the outline of his warm entrance with his index finger. Harry wanted desperately to thrust those longer fingers into him.

Then, using two fingers, Sirius sensually traced the contours of his god sons pouting lips. Harry parted his lips poking his tongue out to play with the teasing digits in a most vulgar manner. Sirius’ cock leapt within the confines of his jeans, watching as Harry took the two digits into his mouth. Harry sucked and swirled his tongue around the determined appendages moaning, pretending that he was sucking on Sirius cock rather than his fingers. Slowly sliding his fingers out of Harry hot mouth, Sirius replaced them with his tongue. As they engaged in an erotic dance of dueling tongues, the older man gently slipped his middle finger inside Harry’s tight tunnel. He slid it as deep as he could then curled the tip brushing it against his sweet spot.

“Oooh!” Harry groaned, gripped desperately to Sirius’ forearm.

Harry growled from the intimate touch which Sirius quickly swallowed with his mouth. Sirius quickly deepened their kiss, plundering Harry’s mouth as his young lover continued growling and writhing with wanton desire. Expressing his need in the only way available, Harry pressed his newly stiffened arousal into Sirius’ upper thigh. The throbbing hot member oozed pre-cum smearing a wet trail on the older man’ flesh.

After several agonizingly slow strokes, Sirius lodged his long middle digit in as far as he could, rubbing and teasing Harry’s sweet spot while ravishing his mouth. For long unhurried minutes, Sirius assaulted Harry’s prostate, relishing the frenzied moans and wiggling ass. With a naughty grin, Sirius slid in a second and third finger. He then separated his index and ring fingers stretching the tight entrance, leaving his middle finger to continue its teasing of Harry’s special spot. The non-stop stimulation to his prostate was too much for Harry as indicated by his heavy breathing. With his heart pumping wildly, his lower body began snaking in on itself with an aching scream for a release that was nowhere in sight, despite grinding his cock shamefully into Sirius’ leg. Unable to bear anymore blinding pleasure at the hands of his lover’s torturing fingers shoved so deeply up his ass, Harry tore his mouth away from the hot blade slashing through his mouth and wailed.

“Sirius! P-please! I can’t take it!” Harry cried out. “I need to come!”

Seeing Harry suffering was enough to make Sirius stop. He ran a soothing hand through Harry’s now sweaty hair and kissed him gently on the mouth. Rising up, Sirius began to remove his clothing. Harry gazed up at his god father, have to contain a moan as the perfect body was revealed to him. Sirius noticed Harry eyeing him up and down and could not help but smile.

“Like what you see, Harry?” Sirius teased.

“You know I do,” Harry moaned. “ I love it.”

Sirius slowly sank to his knees and covered Harry’s body with his own. He began to grind his thick arousal into Harry’s, who was now fully aroused once more. Harry clutched his arms around Sirius broad strong back, using his muscles as a lifeline. From the double onslaught on Harry’s mouth and groin, he dug his nails into his lover’s back.

“Sirius,” Harry breathed. “I love you so much.”

Sirius’s heart swelled yet again, “Gods, I love you too, Harry.”

Then, to Harry’s surprise, Sirius maneuvered them so that Harry was straddling his hips. He could feel the older man’s cock pressing impatiently into his backside. Harry wanted nothing more than to feel it inside him.

Sirius gripped Harry’s hips tightly, watching as his stomach muscles tensed with his touches, “Ride me, Harry.”

Harry’s cock twitched. He loved this position, but Sirius usually liked to be in control of things. He reached behind him, gripping the base of Sirius’ cock and lining it up with his tight entrance. He gazed down at Sirius, seeing how sexy he looked. His hair had come out of his loose pony tail and was now splayed about the kitchen floor. His dark eyes were smoldering with passion, and Harry could hardly tear himself away.

Taking a deep breath, Harry plunged himself onto Sirius’ stiff sex, seating himself completely in his lover’s lap. Harry clenched his fist and sucked in the air. It had hurt greatly, even after Sirius had done a very thorough job of preparing him. Sirius rubbed Harry’s thighs in a comforting manner, waiting till he adjusted to his cock.

Sirius knew Harry was ready when he heard soft moans emanating from Harry’s throat. Sirius moaned himself, loving how Harry’s insides gripped his cock with almost vice like force. Then, Harry rose up and plunged back down on Sirius’ erection. Sirius’ could not tear his eyes away as Harry began pouncing up and down on his erection faster and faster. The younger boy leaned forward, grabbing Sirius’ shoulders for leverage as he fucked himself on his older lovers thick cock. He felt his glasses slide from behind his ears and from the bridge of his nose and fall to the ground. He saw one of the lens crack, but he didn’t care about that at all right now.

“Harry!” Sirius shouted, gripping his lover’s slim hips.

Sirius’ moans only fueled Harry’s fire more. He rose up to the tip of his god father’s erection the dove back down with each thrust. He rose back up to full height when he felt his prostate being jabbed again and again, throwing his head back.

Sirius then thrust his hips up with long, hard, and deep strokes, fucking the boy with ruthless speed. Harry, however, matched and stole each thrust for his own, trying to dominate. Then, Sirius bent his knees, driving even deeper into his lover. But, as quickly as he began he stopped and pulled himself all the way out of Harry.

“Sirius! What are you doing!?!” Harry cried.

Sirius did not speak, instead he flipped him over and pulled him on all fours. Then, he plunged his cock deep into Harry’s entrance, grabbing his hips and fucking him brutally. Harry let out an eager shriek, thrusting back against Sirius.

“Deeper, Sirius! More! Please don’t stop!” Harry begged.

Sirius thrust into his lover with all he could, loving the way Harry’s anal walls molded against his cock. Harry could feel every vein within Sirius’ cock pulsing as he thrust into him. Wanting to please his lover even more, Sirius reached around and began fisting Harry’s cock in time with his thrusts.

With his cock being jacked off and his prostate relentlessly assaulted, liquid fire began to flow throughout Harry’s body. As the scorching fire within found its target, Harry’s ball’s tightened, his cock pulsed and his body stiffened. With a wailing cry, Harry shouted Sirius’ name as his cock erupted, spilling his seed in torrent thick streams onto the kitchen floor.

Sirius felt Harry’s inner walls squeeze him even tighter, relished the sound of Harry crying his name. He knew he was close, but kept thrusting until he felt the familiar feeling of heat washing up and down his body.

“Harry!”

Sirius, beyond exhaustion, collapsed on top of Harry’s heaving back, pressing him against the cool kitchen tile. Both were panting so heavily that it echoed throughout the kitchen. After a few moments, Sirius rolled off of Harry and began lightly running his hand down his lover’s back.

“Still think you’re old?” Harry asked breathlessly.

“Not anymore.”

“Good, or I must just have to drive my point across again.”

Sirius laughed, “Maybe later, love. I don’t think I can move.”

Sirius gazed into his lovers eyes, ‘Yes…this is a great birthday.’ he thought

~FIN~

A/N: Yeah…I know I said this would take a couple of days, but once I started writing I couldn’t stop!

A quick question. When you read (or write) fics with Sirius, do you picture Gary Oldman as Sirius? I don’t. I mean, I like Gary…but I think Sirius needs to be a bit hotter lol. If you go to Hito76’s site on DeviantArt…she draws an amazing Sirius.

Well, with that said, please review!!