Title: Being Checked Twice [Sirius/Remus/Harry]
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating/Warnings: NC-17 for threesome, double penetration, and obviously
slash.
Summary: Remus is trying to run a household here. Sirius and Harry
aren't making it any easier.
A/N: I've been accused of Interchangeable Body syndrome here, and I
won't say it isn't true. But Pornish_Pixies has a word limit, man, so I
do the best I can.
Scribbling the grocery list, Remus was completely
unconcerned about the thumps coming from the floor above him, even when
they began to increase in frequency and intensity. They were wizards
after all, weren't they? Surely Harry and Sirius could manage to fix
between them whatever furniture they were destroying at the moment.
What Remus did need, however, was to find out what
the destructive pair might want for dinner during the next week.
Accordingly, he hefted himself out of his chair and went to inquire.
He had a good idea what the thumping was all about
by the time he reached the top of the stairs, having identified the
room that the thumps were coming from as the bedroom, and furthermore
faint fuck yeses were wafting
down the hall.
He pushed open the door quietly and contemplated the
scene before him.
Harry was on all fours, gripping the headboard of
the bed as Sirius fucked him relentlessly, the headboard against the
wall creating the thumping that Remus had heard from below. Sirius was
making no move to touch Harry's erection, and Remus guessed that
Harry'd been commanded to hold onto the headboard so that he couldn't
stroke himself, whether as punishment or just because Sirius wanted a
long fuck, Remus couldn't guess.
One hand crept down to idly brush his own burgeoning
erection as Remus admired the aesthetics of the two males before him,
both glistening with sweat and with longish dark hair sticking up in
all directions. Remus sighed softly when Sirius slammed into Harry deep
just a handful of times more before throwing his head back to shout,
his adams apple sliding along the clean line of his throat.
Sirius shook his damp hair out of his eyes after a
few moments and noticed Remus leaning in the doorway. Giving Remus a
leer and a wink, Sirius slid out of Harry, issuing an order not to move
and not to let go of the headboard. Harry's whimper went straight to
Remus' cock, but what made him lick his lips was the sight of Sirius
sliding so slowly out of Harry's stretched hole, globs of white still
clinging to his head.
Sirius stretched out beside Harry and lowered his
lips to stage whisper in Harry's ear, eyes' never losing contact with
Remus'.
"I think Moony wants to play, too," he said, left
hand caressing Harry's cleft. Harry continued to whimper, trying to
thrust himself onto Sirius' fingers, but Sirius kept his touch just
close enough to tease. "Would you like that, Harry?"
Fingering the buttons of his robes, Remus felt a
smile brush his lips as Harry bobbed his head and moaned, savoring the
beauty of lips gasping please, fuck
me Moony, please.
"C'mon, Moony," Sirius coaxed, eyes half-closed in
lazy pleasure. He slid the tip of his index finger slowly into Harry.
"He's already stretched and so slick, you could slide the whole way in
without even trying. Our Harry's quite desperate to be fucked some
more, as usual."
There was no way Remus could resist Sirius' dirty
talk, even if he had been immune to the sight of Sirius fingering Harry
or Harry's dripping cock trying to fuck the air. He was halfway to the
bed with his robes in a heap on the floor before he was conscious that
he'd started to move.
Climbing up onto the bed beside Sirius, Remus
kneeled behind Harry and joined Sirius' fingers with his tongue,
tracing the cleft of Harry's arse. When he reached Harry's hole, Remus
lapped at the spill of Sirius that was trickling down Harry's thigh,
humming as the taste of Sirius mixed with Harry slid over his tongue.
Harry moaned and thrust backward when Remus pressed his tongue into
Harry for more of the taste, and Remus tongue-fucked him for several
moments before pulling back and sitting up to push the head of his cock
against Harry's hole.
Sirius had been right, it took next to no effort to
slide into Harry, especially not with the teenager thrusting back onto
his cock eagerly. Meanwhile, Sirius had scooted up to the head of the
bed and was stroking his own cock leisurely back to hardness, the other
hand cupping his sac. Drawing his knees up, Sirius drifted a finger
down to brush against his pucker. Chuckling softly, Remus lowered his
mouth to Harry's ear.
"Looks like you aren't the only one who's in need of
a cock up his arse," Remus murmured. "What say we help him out, hmm?"
Harry moaned an affirmative, and Remus reached down
to grasp his cock, then leaned Harry forward to press his tip against
Sirius' arse. He murmured a Lubrication Charm, holding Harry tightly as
the teenager shivered from the feel of magic running through him, then
convulsed as his own slickness joined that of the spell's in running
over Remus' fingers and into Sirius' arse.
"Who says you don't get the same results with
another person's wand?" Remus asked, bending down to lick the back of
Harry's neck.
"Somebody's shooting sparks, that's for sure,"
Sirius teased. He leaned forward to kiss Harry, helping Remus to hold
him steady as Remus continued to thrust into Harry in slow, even
strokes. Releasing his own cock, Sirius reached down to fondle Harry's
balls.
Between Remus fucking him and Sirius stroking him,
it didn't take long for Harry to begin growing hard again. Sirius
commented as much with a chuckle, and affectionately called Harry a
slut.
"I'm eighteen," Harry retorted, a bit more coherent
now that his brain wasn't addled from lack of release. He pulled a hand
away from the headboard to run it up Sirius' own hardening flesh.
"What's you two's excuse?"
"Werewolf."
"Back from the dead."
"Hmm," said Harry, and he would've said something
else if Sirius hadn't taken a firm grip on his head and pushed it down
until Harry's lips brushed the tip of his cock. Harry opened his mouth
eagerly and sucked Sirius in, running his tongue over the salty skin
and tasting traces of Sirius and himself. He swallowed Sirius deeper
and thrust backwards onto Remus, cocks filling him at both ends until
Sirius tugged his head back and begged Harry to fuck him.
Harry let Sirius pull and Remus push him a bit
further up the bed until his cock was once again pressed against
Sirius' hole, Remus holding it steady.
"Sure you're ready?" Remus asked, causing both
Sirius and Harry to blow hair out of their eyes in impatience. "You
aren't as young and loose as you used to be, Pads."
"Want Harry now," Sirius growled in reply. "Want him
hard and deep. Want you to fuck me with Harry."
"I think we can manage that," Remus said, and thrust
forward sharply, driving Harry nearly the whole way into Sirius and
wrenching moans from all three of their throats. He pulled back just
enough to get leverage to thrust again, and Harry sank balls-deep into
Sirius' arse.
"Fuck yes," Sirius gasped, and reached around Harry
to grip Remus' arse with both hands and yank him and Harry closer,
digging his heels into the mattress and pushing up to take Harry even
deeper.
"Mm, I think I can feel the back of your throat,"
Harry teased before the tandem thrusting of Sirius and Remus drove all
the air out of his lungs.
"I think…ehehhhh…that I can as well," Remus added,
then Sirius slipped a finger down his arse to press the skin right
behind his balls and things went rather fuzzy. Sirius' hands tugged him
deep into Harry's tight arse, Harry was clenching around him, his hand
had closed around Sirius' cock at some point, and everything was
colored with the constant stream of soft obscenities that were being
pushed out of Sirius' mouth by Harry's cock.
Harry's arse gave a delicious squeeze, and Remus
felt his balls tighten, then he whited out as every blood cell in his
body rushed to his pulsing cock.
He woke feeling sticky, sated, and boneless, and
with warm bodies rubbing pleasantly against his own, hands stroking his
chest and arms. He peeled open his eyes to find Harry and Sirius laying
on either side of him, and gave a sigh as Sirius pressed soft kisses to
his lips.
"Gave us a bit of a worry there," Sirius said.
"Harry thought he might have milked the life right out of you. Can't
say it's outside the realm of possibility, with that arse of his."
"You two are going to be the death of me," Remus
murmured, lifting a hand that felt like lead to stroke Harry's hair in
reassurance. Harry grinned and rubbed against Remus' palm, then pressed
a kiss to Remus' neck. Remus yawned, then suddenly remembered what he'd
come up for in the first place. "I nearly forgot, what do you two want
to eat this week?"
"I should think that would be quite obvious by now,"
Sirius grinned, leaning down to nip Remus' collarbone.
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