First Time

Title: First Time
Author: Irana Potter Snape
Pairing: HP/RL
Rating: NC17
Summary: Remus teaches Harry about the joys of physical pleasure.
Disclaimer: The pretty blond British woman owns everything you recognize. Everything you don't belongs to me.
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A/N: This just sort of came out of nowhere. But yeah…I was horny when I started writing it; I'm about to combust now that I'm done. 1977 words in about two hours on 10/20/04. Thinking this might be a series…dunno yet.
Beta: . You rock so much. Thank you love for being willing to beta just as soon as I finish a fic. I smooch thee. I love you…

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Harry couldn't believe he was really about to do this. It was the summer before he was due to return to Hogwarts as a professor, and he'd decided it was time he did something about his virginity. He was nineteen now, having just celebrated his birthday, and the looks he'd intercepted coming from Remus were what had finally pushed him to do something about his attraction to the older man. And really, this was the perfect excuse. He couldn't imagine being constantly randy around attractive seventh year boys, or even attempting to seduce one if he felt the desire.

While he desperately wanted Draco Malfoy, who would be in his second year of apprenticeship to Snape this year, he didn't want to make a move on the blond until he knew what he was doing. Harry had been apprenticed to Professor McGonagall for transfiguration last year when Draco had begun his stint with Snape. He'd realised how attracted he was to the blond Slytherin during their last year of school together, and he'd been surprised to find that the attraction had simply grown. He knew he wanted more than just a quick tumble, even if he wasn't sure exactly what it would entail.

There were no restrictions against teacher/student relationships, and although there currently weren't any boys he was interested in that way, he realized that didn't mean there wouldn't be. Besides, he really wanted his first time to be with someone he knew, cared for and trusted. The fact that he was genuinely attracted to Remus was a bonus. And he believed that Remus was attracted to him as well. He steeled his nerves as he made his way into the study where he knew he would find Remus.

He stood in the doorway for a few moments just looking at the man and appreciating his wiry build. He'd heard that men with big feet had big cocks, had heard also that the same was true for thin men. He desperately wanted to suck a cock, Remus' specifically, as he'd caught a tiny glimpse of it one day when Remus had being using the loo. It occurred to him that if he was really going to do this, he would need something to ease the way, and he turned and padded softly back up the stairs to his room to grab the lubricant he'd pilfered from Snape.

Remus sighed in relief as Harry turned from the doorway. It was a week before the next full moon, and his sense were sharpening. He'd smelled the desire pouring off Harry as he'd stood in the door and it had been all he could do to keep from leaping up and ravishing the younger man right then. Hoping Harry was going upstairs to take care of his desire Remus pushed his chair from the desk and slid a hand inside his trousers, wrapping his fingers around his cock gasping in relief as he did so.

He seemed to be perpetually hard around Harry these days and it didn't help to think Harry might want him as well. He'd taken to wearing nothing under his trousers for just these occasions when he needed to slake his need quickly and his eyes slid shut as his fisted himself teasingly, thumb swirling around the head of his cock and spreading around the fluid it found there.

So wrapped up in his desire was he that he didn't hear Harry return, didn't even realize he was in the room until he felt warm air ghosting over his hand and cock. His eyes snapped open to see Harry on his knees before him, eyes glazed and fixed on Remus' hand as it moved along his cock. Harry licked his lips and Remus groaned, unable to wrench his hand away as Harry moved closer.

Harry was fascinated. Remus' prick was long and thick and the smell of him was overwhelming. Harry wanted to taste him, to suck off the liquid seeping from the slit, to feel the shaft hot in his mouth. He knew what he wanted; he just wasn't sure what to do. His eyes flicked up and locked on Remus', his expression clearly requesting permission.

Remus nodded and Harry smiled, leaning forward to flick his tongue over the turgid flesh and he moaned in pleasure at the taste. Remus slid his hand lower on his shaft, exposing more of himself to Harry and he shuddered when Harry tentatively closed his mouth over the head of his cock.

"God Harry," he breathed and then groaned as Harry gave an experimental suck, wanting to scream when that hot mouth moved away. Alarm shone from Harry's eyes and Remus hastened to reassure him. "It's fine…it didn't hurt. It felt – fuck Harry – it felt incredible."

Harry grinned and lowered his head again, humming in contentment as he closed his mouth over the stiff cock and virtually purring when Remus slowly pushed his way in his mouth. His confidence building, Harry took more of Remus in his mouth, tongue working on the underside along the vein, his own cock hardening further in response to the hot little whimpers coming from the seated man. He sucked harder and exulted when Remus' hips jerked off the chair and the tip of his cock bumped the back of Harry's throat.

Remembering what he'd read, Harry relaxed his throat and swallowed, pulling Remus farther and his cock twitched as Remus cried out. He sucked harder, a hand coming up to play with Remus' balls and started in surprise as he felt something warm gush against his throat, felt his cock twitch and spill inside his trousers. He'd never come so spontaneously before and it was all he could do to keep sucking gently on the deflating prick in his mouth.

"Merlin Harry," Remus whispered. "Where did you learn to do that?"

Giving the spent flesh one last lick, Harry sat back and grinned mischievously at Remus. "From a book Hermione gave me for my birthday. It's called The Beginner's Guide to Gay Sex. Did I do alright then?"

Remus reached down and hauled Harry up for a deep kiss. "Better than alright," he answered against the skin of Harry's neck. "Damn near perfect in fact. Have you never done that before?"

Harry flushed. "Not really. But I've been wanting to. With you I mean."

Remus pulled back and settled Harry on his lap. "But I thought you wanted Malfoy."

"Oh I do. But I wanted you to be my first. I wanted it to be someone I trusted, and cared for, who cared for me. Someone with experience who would do it right, you know?"

A low growl sounded in Remus' throat. "Is that what you want Harry? You want me to teach you about sex?"

Harry leaned in and licked at Remus' lips. "I want you to fuck me."

A shiver of lust ran through Remus, ending at his groin and causing his cock to begin to stir once more. There was definitely something to be said for werewolf stamina. Wordlessly, Remus lay Harry on his back on the rug and began pulling away his clothing, his eyes darkening in desire as he caught the scent of Harry's previous release. Hurriedly he stripped Harry naked, his tongue snaking out to lap up the remnant of his earlier orgasm and bringing Harry's cock back to life.

He parted Harry's legs and settled between them, whispering a spell to do away with his own clothes and tossing his wand away. He eyes flicked to the tube of lubricant on the floor beside Harry and he grinned, a feral thing that aroused Harry more.

"Please Remus," broke from Harry's mouth and he didn't care what Remus did, just as long as he did something. Harry gasped his shock as Remus ducked his head and swirled his tongue around and over the puckered entrance to his body, hips bucking as Remus laved and sucked and nipped at him there.

Remus couldn't help himself…there was something about the dark wrinkled skin that drew him and he speared Harry with his tongue 'til he felt the muscle give, working it more thoroughly until he could slide his tongue inside. He fucked Harry with the tongue, short stabbing strokes until Harry was a needy mess underneath him.

Reaching for the lube, he opened it and slicked his fingers, pushing one slowly and insistently into Harry, thrusting it in and out and groaning at the feel of Harry's muscles clamped around him. He imagine that clasping heat around his cock and ground himself into the floor, needing the friction as his cock swelled to full hardness, slipping another finger inside the welcoming body.

Harry whimpered; the burn fading to be replaced with pleasure as Remus worked his arse with his fingers. He found himself pushing back to meet the digits and he almost levitated off the floor when those fingers brushed against something inside him that could only be his prostate.

"Fuck!" he cried and pushed himself harder against the intruding digits. "Please Remus…I need more."

Remus nodded, unable to speak, his mind given over almost entirely to his desire, his cock leaking and pulsing. He slid up Harry's body, sucking at his balls before swallowing the hot cock to the root, sucking voraciously at it and moaning in his throat, the vibrations communicating themselves to Harry's body as waves of intense pleasure.

"Please," he begged again and groaned in disappointment as the fingers left him only to sigh as he felt the blunt head of Remus' cock push up against him. He spread his legs wider and ground himself against the pressure, biting his lips as he felt the head slip past the initial ring of muscle and inside his body.

"Gods damn that feels good," he whimpered. Remus pushed himself slowly inside Harry's body, the tightness and heat driving him closer to orgasm, the needy moans coming from Harry whipping his arousal to fever pitch. Fully seated, he stilled and froze in concentration, willing himself some control and sucking in air in gulps.

That very breath hissed out of him as Harry squeezed the muscles in his arse and rolled his hips against Remus'. "Fuck me Remus," came the breathy command. "Fuck me hard."

His control snapped, and Remus pulled out and shoved back in hard, breath whooshing from both of them in the form of loud groans. He did it again, thrusting deeper, and harder and faster, stroking over Harry's prostate and working them both into pleasured mindlessness, their grunts and groans the only sound in the room.

"Yes, fuck yes," Harry grunted thrusting back at Remus as hard as he was able, wanting him deeper inside him. This was brilliant, incredible, better than he imagined and he wanted it to last forever. He shoved his hand between their bodies to clasp his cock and Remus growled low in his throat at the sight.

"That's it Harry. Fuck your hand, come for me," he panted. "Come for me Harry. I want to feel you clench around me, feel your body suck my cock deeper. I want to come inside you then lick the come off your body."

Harry gasped and pulled at himself harder and faster, his hand almost a blur as it moved up and down his shaft. The dirty words spilling from Remus' lips had him on edge and he was close, so close.

"Come for me Harry," Remus demanded and he thrust brutally into Harry's body. "Merlin the things I want to do to you, suck that gorgeous prick 'til you can't remember your name. Fuck you again over the desk, your cock grinding into the wood, your fantastic arse in the air. God Harry – your arse- the way it clutches at me, fucking perfect."
Remus leaned forward and sank his teeth into Harry's shoulder, the sensation triggering his release and pulling Remus' from him as well. Two voices cried out in ecstasy and two bodies went limp after waves of pleasure bludgeoned them.

Gasping for breath, Harry said," That was brilliant."

Remus raised his head and moved to put most of his weight on his arms. "Just you wait. In a few minutes, I want you to fuck me."