Fic: "Ozolagnia" (Remus/Harry/Sirius) for eriador117
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Recipient: eriador117
Title: Ozolagnia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Harry/Sirius
Word Count: 3,715
Warnings: Chan (Harry is just 15), dubious consent, slight D/s, Hurt/Comfort, First-Time, Somnophilia, Ozolagnia, werewolf plot device.
Summary: What if, after being attacked by the Dementors, Uncle Vernon had decided to punish Harry instead of trying to kick him out? What if at the same time someone was on the way to rescue Harry?
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author’s Note: The title is a fetish term that means becoming aroused by certain scents.
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Remus and Sirius packed up a very few things and snuck out of Grimmauld Place. They were going to rescue Harry from his “family” no matter what Dumbledore said to the contrary. The two Marauders had already set up a safe house under the Fidelus charm with Remus as the Secret-Keeper. They had pulled Ron and Hermione aside at Headquarters and told them what they were going to do. Then all hell had broken loose and Dementors had attacked Harry on Privet Drive and had pushed up the planned rescue by about a week. As it was now, Harry had just turned 15 this evening.
They apparated to just outside the wards on the area around Harry’s home and started walking slowly to the house, having to stop to wait for the Ministry officials to leave the area so Sirius wouldn’t be caught. Remus was anxious because the full moon had just been the day before and Harry wasn’t supposed to be coming so close to the moon. Especially not on the night of his maturation. Things would be a little more uncontrolled than either he or Sirius had anticipated when they had first realized that Harry was their other mate.
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Inside at the same time, Harry was glaring at his relatives. “Yes I used magic, but I had to in order to save your precious Diddy Dinkidums,” Harry said.
“Don’t speak to us about your unnaturalness boy,” Uncle Vernon shouted his face a mix of crimson anger and puce disgust so that the overall effect was to make him look like a mouldy pudding. “You are going to learn your lesson right now boy,” Vernon said reaching out and grabbing Harry’s arm. He dragged Harry to the broom cupboard but before he opened the door and threw him inside Vernon removed his belt and used it to tie Harry’s hands together behind his back. Then with a towel from the kitchen, he gagged the boy and leaned closer. “That’s an improvement for you boy, now that you can’t wave your stick and make bad things happen and you can’t open your mouth to show us such insolence. Now to show you that you aren’t worthy to be in this house,” Vernon said. In one movement, he tore the oversized clothes from Harry’s body and left him standing there, hooked to the door of the cupboard, tied up, gagged, and naked.
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Outside, enough time had passed that the two Marauders proceeded to the front door of Number 4 Privet Drive. They reached the door in time to hear shouting coming from the house and wasted no time in unlocking the door and walking inside. What they saw was both arousing and infuriating. Their Harry was standing up against a wall with his hands tied behind his back and a gag in his mouth. He was completely naked and stared at them as they entered with his huge emerald eyes.
Remus was having a difficult time telling his inner wolf that the way he had found Harry was wrong and that he shouldn’t be getting hard from trailing his eyes over the long lean lines of Harry’s body. This was not the way Remus wanted to seduce the boy into their bed, but the wolf didn’t really care. All the wolf saw was his prey naked. It also didn’t help that Remus could smell his mate’s scent heavy in the air, fear often acting as an aphrodisiac. The cub was literally begging for Moony to claim him.
Sirius could also sense the heady smell of his godson and noticed the subtle changes the longer they stood there just watching him. Sirius could see Harry starting to get erect and groaned in his head. The boy would be the death of him. “Untie him, Dursley, you fat-arse walrus,” Sirius said, fully intending to go over and do it himself when the fat man didn’t move. Remus, however, beat him to it. In a show of superhuman strength Remus pulled the belt away from the closet door and picked Harry up, not even noticing the boy was still quite naked and now quite hard as well.
“We’ll be leaving as soon as my companion gets Harry’s things. They’re upstairs, Paddy, the room with a bunch of broken rubbish from the pig hiding behind the couch,” Remus said.
After a brief five minute wait Sirius came back down the stairs. “I let Hedwig fly after I whispered the address to her and shrunk everything else, let’s go,” Sirius said, wrapping his arms around Remus, trapping Harry between them for the apparation home.
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When they landed at the cottage, the only sound was the muffled sobbing coming from the boy between them. When Sirius looked down, he froze. Harry’s hands were still bound behind him and the makeshift gag was still in his mouth. Sirius tore the gag off first and then spelled the belt from Harry’s hands.
Remus held the shaking form to his body a little more tightly and looked down into those brilliant green eyes. “I’m so sorry cub; I should have untied you and such first. I just wanted to get you out of there,” he said.
“Sirius, Remus…where are we?” Harry asked, burrowing further into the comforting warmth of Remus’ arms. Harry rested his head against the firm chest that was holding him tightly and took a deep breath. Remus smelled like books and chocolate and Harry felt safe again. From nearby he could smell Sirius as well, he smelled like trees and a bit like wet dog.
“You’re safe, Harry. Sirius and I are here to make sure that nothing happens to you. Why don’t we go and get you in a nice hot bath so you can relax a little after what happened?” Remus said, now aware of the hot length of Harry’s cock pressing against his stomach.
“We’ll help you calm down and feel better,” Sirius whispered his breath warm against Harry’s ear.
“Sirius,” Harry moaned, then stiffened as he realized that he was naked, hard, and calling out for his godfather.
Remus smelled the panic starting to work into Harry’s scent and knew that he needed to get Harry relaxed to be able to get any relief tonight. “It’s okay Harry, we know how you feel and we feel the same way about you,” Remus said, walking to the bathroom and tapping the faucet with his wand to get the water filling the giant tub. He gently set Harry down on the toilet and smiled when Sirius followed them into the bathroom and charmed the door shut and locked.
Sirius knelt down and let his hands rest on Harry’s thighs. “It will be okay pup. We’re here to take care of you . . . It’s just in a different way than you’re used to,” Sirius told him, letting one hand trail up and down Harry’s leg from thigh to hip, while his other hand unclasped his robes and let them fall to the floor. Remus, in the meantime, had also unclasped his robes and taken them off then he tested the water in the tub and stepped in, waiting for his companions to join him.
“But . . . you’re going to be in the bath with me?” Harry asked, part of him wanting to see where this would go. He leaned his head back, groaned, and then yelped in surprise as Sirius lifted him and carried him into the bath.
“Such pretty little noises you make Harry,” Remus said, having moved right next to Harry on one side while Sirius sat closely on his other side, surrounding him. “I wonder what would happen if I were to touch you here,” Remus said, trailing his finger along Harry’s collarbone and then down to his chest where he brushed lightly over each rosy nipple.
“Rem . . . Remus, what . . . “Harry sputtered, not comprehending what was happening. “Maybe this is just a dream and I’ll wake with an embarrassing wet spot on my sheets and feeling all sticky,” Harry mumbled.
“It’s not a dream Harry, we’re here and we want to make you feel better,” Sirius said, his hand sliding down Harry’s back slowly and then back up to rub the tension out of his neck and shoulders.
“But isn’t this wrong?” Harry asked, moving to the other side of the bath away from the roaming hands. He started crying from the tension of the day and what was happening and quickly cried himself to sleep before Remus or Sirius could even answer since they had been trying to figure out what to say.
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Sirius stood up in the bath and walked over to Harry. Picking him up he smiled at the somewhat calmer look on his godson’s face then turned and carried him out of the bath and towards the door. “I’ll just go put him in our bed and then we can figure out what to do from here,” Sirius said to Remus, unspelling the door and walking across the hall to the bedroom he shared with Remus. He put Harry on the bed and tucked him in, not bothering with putting him in pyjamas. Then he grabbed his and Remus’ dressing gowns and walked further down the hall to the kitchen where he knew Remus would be nursing a cup of tea.
Remus looked up at the sound of footsteps after about ten minutes. “Maybe we’re pushing too hard. It’s just that I can feel the desire rolling off him in waves…and his scent. Merlin, I want to eat him up,” Remus said.
“He wants us as well. He’s just been told its wrong and unnatural. We’ll get through to him, Remus. He trusts us,” Sirius said.
Before Remus could answer, he heard Harry whimpering from the bedroom. “He needs us Padfoot,” Remus said, walking to the bedroom and opening the door. The sight took his breath away. Harry had kicked the covers off of himself and he was spread out across the silk sheets, his legs parted and his cock standing up proudly having risen again from its nest of black curls to rest on his stomach. Remus growled lowly and entered the room. He dropped his dressing gown and made himself comfortable on the side of the bed so that he could watch Harry. He smiled predatorily when Sirius did the same thing on the other side of the bed.
Sirius groaned when Harry’s hands slipped down to tease at the head of his cock, smearing a dribble of precum around and slowly rubbing his hand up and down the shaft. Sirius shifted closer and put his hand on Harry’s chest, stroking the wiry muscles that were under the baby soft skin.
Remus also found himself touching Harry. He put his hands over Harry’s and pulled them away from his cock, causing Harry to let out a whine of frustration. “Tell us what you’re thinking, cub. Are you thinking of us making you writhe and moan beneath us,” Remus asked his voice hoarse and growling. Harry’s cock jumped at the sound and he whimpered.
“Open your beautiful eyes, pup, we’re waiting for you,” Sirius said, letting one finger slide down the length of Harry’s cock and down below to his arse where he kneaded the cheeks gently. Then he leaned down and blew a puff of cool breath against Harry’s cock and smirked to watch it try to harden further. Finally, green eyes slowly opened, blinking owlishly at the others sharing the bed with him.
“It’s okay, Harry, tonight is a very special night. Your fifteenth birthday is very special and we want to give you our gift,” Remus said, boldly holding Harry’s hands a bit tighter as he leaned down to trail his lips down the column of Harry’s throat. Then he gave a laugh and a little growl as Harry’s hips bucked at the sensation. “Come on Padfoot, you’re part of the gift as well. We’ve been waiting for this since the end of Harry’s third year when we realized what he was,” Remus said.
“What I am?” Harry asked, moaning as Sirius’ hands found a particularly sensitive spot just over his hip bone and then started to spread his legs further apart.
“You’re our mate, pup, you complete us. Some werewolves are so powerful that they need two mates and Remus is one of those. He couldn’t find his second mate until he came to teach you in your third year. At the end of the year, he knew that it was you and that he would get me back as well all in one night,” Sirius said.
“Yes, and I also knew I couldn’t have you exactly until you turned 15 but now here you are on the night of your birth and I have both of my mates,” Remus growled. “All mine,” he said.
“Mate . . . Is that why I’ve wanted to see you so much. I can’t stop thinking about you and running through the forest chasing the moon and playing with you when you’re Moony and Padfoot,” Harry said, gasping every so often as Remus or Sirius would stroke a certain spot especially his nipples and the inside of his thighs.
“You’ve had those dreams also. I guess that is a sign that you’re the mate of a werewolf,” Sirius said, leaning down so he was braced just above Harry. “Less talk now and more action though. Remus won’t be patient much longer and I don’t want it to be bad for you,” Sirius said, kissing his godson for the first time. Sirius moaned as the sweet lips below his parted and then Sirius took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside the moist cavern of Harry’s mouth and map out the contours of his teeth and tongue, coaxing it into wakefulness and teaching it what to do. They broke apart with a wet wanton noise that had Remus tightening his hold on Harry’s wrists, which he still had held together over Harry’s head. Remus then had his turn plundering Harry’s mouth. Harry panted and moaned and thrust his hips.
“Not so soon cub, I have to make sure you’re ready for me and I have to mark you first,” Remus said, trailing his lips to the soft flesh joining Harry’s neck and shoulder. “Distract him Paddy,” Remus said.
Sirius kissed Harry again, turning his head away from Remus slightly so that the werewolf would have a better target to hit when marking Harry. Remus waiting until Harry stopped moving mostly before he pressed his canines into Harry’s throat and bit down sharply, tasting and smelling the coppery flood of fluid that hit his tongue. Sirius, knowing that Remus would be distracted from healing the wound grabbed his wand and muttered the healing spell to stop the bleeding.
“Mine now, mine and my other mate’s and only ours,” Remus growled.
Harry made a noise that nearly sounded like a yip, which made Remus startle and then lean down and kiss Harry hard while his hands pulled at Harry’s cock. “You picked up wolf speak. Your animagus must be a wolf then, because Sirius comes close but hasn’t figured out wolf speak. Good cub, are you ready for me?” Remus asked Harry.
Harry gulped but nodded. “Please Moony, Padfoot, I want you,” Harry said.
Sirius laid down in the space that was left between Harry’s spread legs. He rested his head on Harry’s stomach and gave it little nibbling kisses, working downwards towards the promise of sucking the beautiful cock that was bobbing just under his chin. He swirled his tongue around just the tip and then sucked once hard to see what kind of surprised noise he could startle out of his godson. He wasn’t disappointed in the hip thrust or the squeak he had startled out of his pup.
Remus watched Sirius with his new mate and his eyes turned into glowing pools of amber. He occasionally stroked his cock but his eyes were locked on the sight of Harry sprawled across the bed with Remus still holding his hands together above his head with one hand and Sirius now eagerly sucking his cock and fondling his tight ball sac. “Prepare him,” Remus growled.
Sirius immediately grabbed his wand and muttered the lubrication and stretching charms before sliding his fingers down from Harry’s balls to his tight arse. He found the opening and slipped a finger coated in lube against it. Working slowly and carefully, Sirius was surprised by how fast he was able to slip the first finger all the way inside Harry, crooking the finger to find the edge of his prostate. Harry clawed at the sheets and tried to tangle his fingers in his hair. Then Sirius took a look at Moony sitting at the head of the bed and growling under his breath and quickly Sirius upped the number of fingers to three and started stretching his godson a bit more than the charm would do by itself. “Are you ready pup? It might hurt a little . . .” Sirius said, his voice trailing off. He didn’t want to hurt Harry but the first time was always a little painful. “He’s ready for you, Remus, try to be just a little slow, you know I hate to see him cry,” Sirius said, stepping back as Moony suddenly crouched over Harry’s lithe body, still holding his wrists tightly to the pillows over his head.
“Need you, Harry, your scent is intoxicating. It comes from right there,” Remus said, sniffing and then licking the hollow of Harry’s throat. “It makes me feel like I’m 15 again and able to go three or four times without being tired,” Remus said. He kissed his mate fiercely and ground his cock against Harry’s, eliciting another yip and a moan from the young man. Then Remus pushed his own fingers inside Harry and groaned at the sensation. “Happy Birthday, Harry,” Remus said as he pushed himself inside in a slow steady thrust of hips, feeling the almost scorching heat of Harry fit around his cock like a custom made glove. He smelled salty tears trailing from Harry’s eyes and kissed them away. “Hush now it’s over cub and Sirius does so hate to see you cry,” Remus said, starting to thrust slowly and gently, drinking in the moans, yips, and squeaks that Harry made as the boy writhed beneath him begging for him to go faster and harder.
Sirius moaned as he watched Remus slide in and out of Harry faster and faster until their moans and growls were almost indistinguishable. “Merlin, Moony, be careful he’s not used to your post-moon stamina,” Sirius begged, seeing the tears still glistening in Harry’s eyes even as he heard Harry beg for more. Sirius would have comforted him but knew that Remus wouldn’t want anyone else, even Sirius, touching him until he was spent.
Harry arched his back and let out a cross between a scream and a howl before his body shook in orgasm without Remus having touched him since before he had thrust into him. Remus answered the howl and thrust two or three more times before shaking through his release and then rolling off of Harry despite the boy’s protests. “Now you Paddy,” Remus said his eyes still a blazing amber, the wolf’s eyes rather than Remus’ usual brown flecked with gold.
Sirius ran his hands down Harry’s chest, gently touching the mark that Remus had made and the other bites and scratches on Harry’s chest. “You okay pup?” Sirius asked, spelling away the sticky puddle on Harry’s stomach and most of the seed that was running down Harry’s legs from Remus’ abrupt pullout after his orgasm. “Shhh…I just want to show you how much I want you,” Sirius said, wiping the tears away again.
“Want you too…please Sirius,” Harry begged, already starting to get slightly hard from the attention that Sirius was paying to him.
“Of course, Harry, if you’re sure,” Sirius said, positioning himself over Harry and then slipping into him far more slowly than Remus had. “So good and tight. Ours now like Moony said, all ours,” Sirius said, settling into a pattern of quick shallow thrusts and slow deep thrusts that kept Harry off balance and making the same yipping and groaning noises as he had made with Remus. Sirius knew that he wouldn’t last too long, not with the clever little bugger having learned in the last few minutes to clench his muscles and timidly explore Sirius’ chest with his fingers making his nipples ache. Sirius stiffened after about 5 minutes and emptied himself into Harry with a shout of both of his mate’s names. He noticed that Harry was erect again and immediately slipped down to lay his head on Harry’s stomach once more and sucked the sweet cock into his mouth, fully engulfing it in one swallow and then sucking at it for just 2 minutes when Harry shouted both of their names and writhed like mad while his cock spurted cum down Sirius’ waiting throat.
“I told you that 15 was special, Harry,” Remus said, snuggling into Harry’s side after Sirius had cleaned him from their activities.
“You’re safe and here with us, that’s all that matters,” Sirius said, snuggling into the other side and then spelling the blankets to cover all three of them.
“I’m really yours?” Harry asked, his voice sleepy.
“Ours forever no matter what happens,” Remus promised, unaware of the year to come.
“Ours forever no matter what happens,” Sirius agreed, also not sure of what fate had in mind but determined to make sure that nothing and no one took him away from his mates ever again.
Recipient: eriador117
Title: Ozolagnia
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Harry/Sirius
Word Count: 3,715
Warnings: Chan (Harry is just 15), dubious consent, slight D/s, Hurt/Comfort, First-Time, Somnophilia, Ozolagnia, werewolf plot device.
Summary: What if, after being attacked by the Dementors, Uncle Vernon had decided to punish Harry instead of trying to kick him out? What if at the same time someone was on the way to rescue Harry?
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
Author’s Note: The title is a fetish term that means becoming aroused by certain scents.
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Remus and Sirius packed up a very few things and snuck out of Grimmauld Place. They were going to rescue Harry from his “family” no matter what Dumbledore said to the contrary. The two Marauders had already set up a safe house under the Fidelus charm with Remus as the Secret-Keeper. They had pulled Ron and Hermione aside at Headquarters and told them what they were going to do. Then all hell had broken loose and Dementors had attacked Harry on Privet Drive and had pushed up the planned rescue by about a week. As it was now, Harry had just turned 15 this evening.
They apparated to just outside the wards on the area around Harry’s home and started walking slowly to the house, having to stop to wait for the Ministry officials to leave the area so Sirius wouldn’t be caught. Remus was anxious because the full moon had just been the day before and Harry wasn’t supposed to be coming so close to the moon. Especially not on the night of his maturation. Things would be a little more uncontrolled than either he or Sirius had anticipated when they had first realized that Harry was their other mate.
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Inside at the same time, Harry was glaring at his relatives. “Yes I used magic, but I had to in order to save your precious Diddy Dinkidums,” Harry said.
“Don’t speak to us about your unnaturalness boy,” Uncle Vernon shouted his face a mix of crimson anger and puce disgust so that the overall effect was to make him look like a mouldy pudding. “You are going to learn your lesson right now boy,” Vernon said reaching out and grabbing Harry’s arm. He dragged Harry to the broom cupboard but before he opened the door and threw him inside Vernon removed his belt and used it to tie Harry’s hands together behind his back. Then with a towel from the kitchen, he gagged the boy and leaned closer. “That’s an improvement for you boy, now that you can’t wave your stick and make bad things happen and you can’t open your mouth to show us such insolence. Now to show you that you aren’t worthy to be in this house,” Vernon said. In one movement, he tore the oversized clothes from Harry’s body and left him standing there, hooked to the door of the cupboard, tied up, gagged, and naked.
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Outside, enough time had passed that the two Marauders proceeded to the front door of Number 4 Privet Drive. They reached the door in time to hear shouting coming from the house and wasted no time in unlocking the door and walking inside. What they saw was both arousing and infuriating. Their Harry was standing up against a wall with his hands tied behind his back and a gag in his mouth. He was completely naked and stared at them as they entered with his huge emerald eyes.
Remus was having a difficult time telling his inner wolf that the way he had found Harry was wrong and that he shouldn’t be getting hard from trailing his eyes over the long lean lines of Harry’s body. This was not the way Remus wanted to seduce the boy into their bed, but the wolf didn’t really care. All the wolf saw was his prey naked. It also didn’t help that Remus could smell his mate’s scent heavy in the air, fear often acting as an aphrodisiac. The cub was literally begging for Moony to claim him.
Sirius could also sense the heady smell of his godson and noticed the subtle changes the longer they stood there just watching him. Sirius could see Harry starting to get erect and groaned in his head. The boy would be the death of him. “Untie him, Dursley, you fat-arse walrus,” Sirius said, fully intending to go over and do it himself when the fat man didn’t move. Remus, however, beat him to it. In a show of superhuman strength Remus pulled the belt away from the closet door and picked Harry up, not even noticing the boy was still quite naked and now quite hard as well.
“We’ll be leaving as soon as my companion gets Harry’s things. They’re upstairs, Paddy, the room with a bunch of broken rubbish from the pig hiding behind the couch,” Remus said.
After a brief five minute wait Sirius came back down the stairs. “I let Hedwig fly after I whispered the address to her and shrunk everything else, let’s go,” Sirius said, wrapping his arms around Remus, trapping Harry between them for the apparation home.
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When they landed at the cottage, the only sound was the muffled sobbing coming from the boy between them. When Sirius looked down, he froze. Harry’s hands were still bound behind him and the makeshift gag was still in his mouth. Sirius tore the gag off first and then spelled the belt from Harry’s hands.
Remus held the shaking form to his body a little more tightly and looked down into those brilliant green eyes. “I’m so sorry cub; I should have untied you and such first. I just wanted to get you out of there,” he said.
“Sirius, Remus…where are we?” Harry asked, burrowing further into the comforting warmth of Remus’ arms. Harry rested his head against the firm chest that was holding him tightly and took a deep breath. Remus smelled like books and chocolate and Harry felt safe again. From nearby he could smell Sirius as well, he smelled like trees and a bit like wet dog.
“You’re safe, Harry. Sirius and I are here to make sure that nothing happens to you. Why don’t we go and get you in a nice hot bath so you can relax a little after what happened?” Remus said, now aware of the hot length of Harry’s cock pressing against his stomach.
“We’ll help you calm down and feel better,” Sirius whispered his breath warm against Harry’s ear.
“Sirius,” Harry moaned, then stiffened as he realized that he was naked, hard, and calling out for his godfather.
Remus smelled the panic starting to work into Harry’s scent and knew that he needed to get Harry relaxed to be able to get any relief tonight. “It’s okay Harry, we know how you feel and we feel the same way about you,” Remus said, walking to the bathroom and tapping the faucet with his wand to get the water filling the giant tub. He gently set Harry down on the toilet and smiled when Sirius followed them into the bathroom and charmed the door shut and locked.
Sirius knelt down and let his hands rest on Harry’s thighs. “It will be okay pup. We’re here to take care of you . . . It’s just in a different way than you’re used to,” Sirius told him, letting one hand trail up and down Harry’s leg from thigh to hip, while his other hand unclasped his robes and let them fall to the floor. Remus, in the meantime, had also unclasped his robes and taken them off then he tested the water in the tub and stepped in, waiting for his companions to join him.
“But . . . you’re going to be in the bath with me?” Harry asked, part of him wanting to see where this would go. He leaned his head back, groaned, and then yelped in surprise as Sirius lifted him and carried him into the bath.
“Such pretty little noises you make Harry,” Remus said, having moved right next to Harry on one side while Sirius sat closely on his other side, surrounding him. “I wonder what would happen if I were to touch you here,” Remus said, trailing his finger along Harry’s collarbone and then down to his chest where he brushed lightly over each rosy nipple.
“Rem . . . Remus, what . . . “Harry sputtered, not comprehending what was happening. “Maybe this is just a dream and I’ll wake with an embarrassing wet spot on my sheets and feeling all sticky,” Harry mumbled.
“It’s not a dream Harry, we’re here and we want to make you feel better,” Sirius said, his hand sliding down Harry’s back slowly and then back up to rub the tension out of his neck and shoulders.
“But isn’t this wrong?” Harry asked, moving to the other side of the bath away from the roaming hands. He started crying from the tension of the day and what was happening and quickly cried himself to sleep before Remus or Sirius could even answer since they had been trying to figure out what to say.
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Sirius stood up in the bath and walked over to Harry. Picking him up he smiled at the somewhat calmer look on his godson’s face then turned and carried him out of the bath and towards the door. “I’ll just go put him in our bed and then we can figure out what to do from here,” Sirius said to Remus, unspelling the door and walking across the hall to the bedroom he shared with Remus. He put Harry on the bed and tucked him in, not bothering with putting him in pyjamas. Then he grabbed his and Remus’ dressing gowns and walked further down the hall to the kitchen where he knew Remus would be nursing a cup of tea.
Remus looked up at the sound of footsteps after about ten minutes. “Maybe we’re pushing too hard. It’s just that I can feel the desire rolling off him in waves…and his scent. Merlin, I want to eat him up,” Remus said.
“He wants us as well. He’s just been told its wrong and unnatural. We’ll get through to him, Remus. He trusts us,” Sirius said.
Before Remus could answer, he heard Harry whimpering from the bedroom. “He needs us Padfoot,” Remus said, walking to the bedroom and opening the door. The sight took his breath away. Harry had kicked the covers off of himself and he was spread out across the silk sheets, his legs parted and his cock standing up proudly having risen again from its nest of black curls to rest on his stomach. Remus growled lowly and entered the room. He dropped his dressing gown and made himself comfortable on the side of the bed so that he could watch Harry. He smiled predatorily when Sirius did the same thing on the other side of the bed.
Sirius groaned when Harry’s hands slipped down to tease at the head of his cock, smearing a dribble of precum around and slowly rubbing his hand up and down the shaft. Sirius shifted closer and put his hand on Harry’s chest, stroking the wiry muscles that were under the baby soft skin.
Remus also found himself touching Harry. He put his hands over Harry’s and pulled them away from his cock, causing Harry to let out a whine of frustration. “Tell us what you’re thinking, cub. Are you thinking of us making you writhe and moan beneath us,” Remus asked his voice hoarse and growling. Harry’s cock jumped at the sound and he whimpered.
“Open your beautiful eyes, pup, we’re waiting for you,” Sirius said, letting one finger slide down the length of Harry’s cock and down below to his arse where he kneaded the cheeks gently. Then he leaned down and blew a puff of cool breath against Harry’s cock and smirked to watch it try to harden further. Finally, green eyes slowly opened, blinking owlishly at the others sharing the bed with him.
“It’s okay, Harry, tonight is a very special night. Your fifteenth birthday is very special and we want to give you our gift,” Remus said, boldly holding Harry’s hands a bit tighter as he leaned down to trail his lips down the column of Harry’s throat. Then he gave a laugh and a little growl as Harry’s hips bucked at the sensation. “Come on Padfoot, you’re part of the gift as well. We’ve been waiting for this since the end of Harry’s third year when we realized what he was,” Remus said.
“What I am?” Harry asked, moaning as Sirius’ hands found a particularly sensitive spot just over his hip bone and then started to spread his legs further apart.
“You’re our mate, pup, you complete us. Some werewolves are so powerful that they need two mates and Remus is one of those. He couldn’t find his second mate until he came to teach you in your third year. At the end of the year, he knew that it was you and that he would get me back as well all in one night,” Sirius said.
“Yes, and I also knew I couldn’t have you exactly until you turned 15 but now here you are on the night of your birth and I have both of my mates,” Remus growled. “All mine,” he said.
“Mate . . . Is that why I’ve wanted to see you so much. I can’t stop thinking about you and running through the forest chasing the moon and playing with you when you’re Moony and Padfoot,” Harry said, gasping every so often as Remus or Sirius would stroke a certain spot especially his nipples and the inside of his thighs.
“You’ve had those dreams also. I guess that is a sign that you’re the mate of a werewolf,” Sirius said, leaning down so he was braced just above Harry. “Less talk now and more action though. Remus won’t be patient much longer and I don’t want it to be bad for you,” Sirius said, kissing his godson for the first time. Sirius moaned as the sweet lips below his parted and then Sirius took the opportunity to slip his tongue inside the moist cavern of Harry’s mouth and map out the contours of his teeth and tongue, coaxing it into wakefulness and teaching it what to do. They broke apart with a wet wanton noise that had Remus tightening his hold on Harry’s wrists, which he still had held together over Harry’s head. Remus then had his turn plundering Harry’s mouth. Harry panted and moaned and thrust his hips.
“Not so soon cub, I have to make sure you’re ready for me and I have to mark you first,” Remus said, trailing his lips to the soft flesh joining Harry’s neck and shoulder. “Distract him Paddy,” Remus said.
Sirius kissed Harry again, turning his head away from Remus slightly so that the werewolf would have a better target to hit when marking Harry. Remus waiting until Harry stopped moving mostly before he pressed his canines into Harry’s throat and bit down sharply, tasting and smelling the coppery flood of fluid that hit his tongue. Sirius, knowing that Remus would be distracted from healing the wound grabbed his wand and muttered the healing spell to stop the bleeding.
“Mine now, mine and my other mate’s and only ours,” Remus growled.
Harry made a noise that nearly sounded like a yip, which made Remus startle and then lean down and kiss Harry hard while his hands pulled at Harry’s cock. “You picked up wolf speak. Your animagus must be a wolf then, because Sirius comes close but hasn’t figured out wolf speak. Good cub, are you ready for me?” Remus asked Harry.
Harry gulped but nodded. “Please Moony, Padfoot, I want you,” Harry said.
Sirius laid down in the space that was left between Harry’s spread legs. He rested his head on Harry’s stomach and gave it little nibbling kisses, working downwards towards the promise of sucking the beautiful cock that was bobbing just under his chin. He swirled his tongue around just the tip and then sucked once hard to see what kind of surprised noise he could startle out of his godson. He wasn’t disappointed in the hip thrust or the squeak he had startled out of his pup.
Remus watched Sirius with his new mate and his eyes turned into glowing pools of amber. He occasionally stroked his cock but his eyes were locked on the sight of Harry sprawled across the bed with Remus still holding his hands together above his head with one hand and Sirius now eagerly sucking his cock and fondling his tight ball sac. “Prepare him,” Remus growled.
Sirius immediately grabbed his wand and muttered the lubrication and stretching charms before sliding his fingers down from Harry’s balls to his tight arse. He found the opening and slipped a finger coated in lube against it. Working slowly and carefully, Sirius was surprised by how fast he was able to slip the first finger all the way inside Harry, crooking the finger to find the edge of his prostate. Harry clawed at the sheets and tried to tangle his fingers in his hair. Then Sirius took a look at Moony sitting at the head of the bed and growling under his breath and quickly Sirius upped the number of fingers to three and started stretching his godson a bit more than the charm would do by itself. “Are you ready pup? It might hurt a little . . .” Sirius said, his voice trailing off. He didn’t want to hurt Harry but the first time was always a little painful. “He’s ready for you, Remus, try to be just a little slow, you know I hate to see him cry,” Sirius said, stepping back as Moony suddenly crouched over Harry’s lithe body, still holding his wrists tightly to the pillows over his head.
“Need you, Harry, your scent is intoxicating. It comes from right there,” Remus said, sniffing and then licking the hollow of Harry’s throat. “It makes me feel like I’m 15 again and able to go three or four times without being tired,” Remus said. He kissed his mate fiercely and ground his cock against Harry’s, eliciting another yip and a moan from the young man. Then Remus pushed his own fingers inside Harry and groaned at the sensation. “Happy Birthday, Harry,” Remus said as he pushed himself inside in a slow steady thrust of hips, feeling the almost scorching heat of Harry fit around his cock like a custom made glove. He smelled salty tears trailing from Harry’s eyes and kissed them away. “Hush now it’s over cub and Sirius does so hate to see you cry,” Remus said, starting to thrust slowly and gently, drinking in the moans, yips, and squeaks that Harry made as the boy writhed beneath him begging for him to go faster and harder.
Sirius moaned as he watched Remus slide in and out of Harry faster and faster until their moans and growls were almost indistinguishable. “Merlin, Moony, be careful he’s not used to your post-moon stamina,” Sirius begged, seeing the tears still glistening in Harry’s eyes even as he heard Harry beg for more. Sirius would have comforted him but knew that Remus wouldn’t want anyone else, even Sirius, touching him until he was spent.
Harry arched his back and let out a cross between a scream and a howl before his body shook in orgasm without Remus having touched him since before he had thrust into him. Remus answered the howl and thrust two or three more times before shaking through his release and then rolling off of Harry despite the boy’s protests. “Now you Paddy,” Remus said his eyes still a blazing amber, the wolf’s eyes rather than Remus’ usual brown flecked with gold.
Sirius ran his hands down Harry’s chest, gently touching the mark that Remus had made and the other bites and scratches on Harry’s chest. “You okay pup?” Sirius asked, spelling away the sticky puddle on Harry’s stomach and most of the seed that was running down Harry’s legs from Remus’ abrupt pullout after his orgasm. “Shhh…I just want to show you how much I want you,” Sirius said, wiping the tears away again.
“Want you too…please Sirius,” Harry begged, already starting to get slightly hard from the attention that Sirius was paying to him.
“Of course, Harry, if you’re sure,” Sirius said, positioning himself over Harry and then slipping into him far more slowly than Remus had. “So good and tight. Ours now like Moony said, all ours,” Sirius said, settling into a pattern of quick shallow thrusts and slow deep thrusts that kept Harry off balance and making the same yipping and groaning noises as he had made with Remus. Sirius knew that he wouldn’t last too long, not with the clever little bugger having learned in the last few minutes to clench his muscles and timidly explore Sirius’ chest with his fingers making his nipples ache. Sirius stiffened after about 5 minutes and emptied himself into Harry with a shout of both of his mate’s names. He noticed that Harry was erect again and immediately slipped down to lay his head on Harry’s stomach once more and sucked the sweet cock into his mouth, fully engulfing it in one swallow and then sucking at it for just 2 minutes when Harry shouted both of their names and writhed like mad while his cock spurted cum down Sirius’ waiting throat.
“I told you that 15 was special, Harry,” Remus said, snuggling into Harry’s side after Sirius had cleaned him from their activities.
“You’re safe and here with us, that’s all that matters,” Sirius said, snuggling into the other side and then spelling the blankets to cover all three of them.
“I’m really yours?” Harry asked, his voice sleepy.
“Ours forever no matter what happens,” Remus promised, unaware of the year to come.
“Ours forever no matter what happens,” Sirius agreed, also not sure of what fate had in mind but determined to make sure that nothing and no one took him away from his mates ever again.