Love Take Me.
A soft wind blew through the open window, letting in the summer breeze. The sun shining through the curtains, falling upon the young boys back, warming him in his dreams. Sirius watched on as his godson slept, slowly he sat, Harry rolling to the side from the shift in weight, revealing an ivory, toned stomach. His hand reached down and caressed Harry's cheek. Lowering his head, he gently placed his chapped lips upon Harry's soft bow shaped ones. Smiling he moved lower, to his neck, licking, nibbling, sucking. Harry stirred in his sleep, Sirius paused, waited for him to settle and moved on to his navel, lapping his tongue in and out, trailing kisses down to his waist. Nipping at Harry's hips made the boy arch his back in anticipation. Harry began to make little noises and move around as his..growing problem started to arise. Sirius swiftly got off the bed, smirking to himself and reveling on what an affect he had just had on the younger male. Just as he got through the door, Harry opened his eyes, reaching for his glasses. "Sirius?.." Looking around him, Harry noticed he was completley alone. He blushed looking down at his erection. (What are you thinking Harry? You can't have those kind of dreams about him! He's your godfather dammit!) His eyes began to water over as he thought of how he would never be able to have Sirius do the things he dreamt of, to never fall asleep with him at night and wake up with him in the morning. He wiped away his tears, just as Sirius sprang in. "What's this Harry? Just getting up?" Sirius had a wide grin on his face as he walked up to him. Quickly pulling the covers over, Harry desperatley tried to hide himself. "Harry..what's the matter?" He placed his hand on the sheet, blocking his vision of the body beneath. He gave a small smile as if in reassurance, knowing exactley what was wrong. Harry's blush deepend. "It's nothing, really..." "Come on Har, you can tell me." Harry looked up at him questioningly. "I just..I had a nice dream that's all.." His head tilted as if confused, looking more like the cute dog he could be. "Oh?..and what was it about?" "I..uh." Flustered, and not knowing what to say, Sirius thought he had torchered his friend and future lover enough for know. Standing up and walking out the door he said. "It's alright Harry, you just get dressed and come down for breakfast..." Harry gave a sigh of relief, escaping an embarrassing moment. "..We can talk about it then." Blushing he waited till he heard Sirius go down the stairs and slowly got out of bed and ran to the bathroom to take care of his "problem". As he finally went down stairs Harry could smell a wonderful aroma. Sniffing the air hungrily he walked into the kitchen, finding Sirius setting the table. Looking up he winked at Harry and offered a chair and sitting right next to Harry. Sirius kept thinking of what Harry had said.
(I just..I had a nice dream that's all..) He smiled inwardley, his arm drifting around Harry's shoulder. He jumped from the contact, already on edge from the mornings current events. "Harry, why don't you tell me what's wrong?" "Nothing's wrong..." "Alright then...so, tell me about this happy dream of yours!" Blushing, his head fell down so as not to look him in the eyes. "Um, I actually don't remember...sorry.." Sirius frowned, wanting to hear about it from his point of view. They moved to the living room and sat on the couch, Harry cuddling up next to Sirius' broad chest. "..Hey Harry?" "Yes?" "How do you really feel about me?" Harry looked up at his godfather with sad eyes. "What do you mean?" Big hands took hold of smaller ones as Sirius looked Harry in the eye, faces inches apart. "I mean--" There was a loud bang on the door, interrupting his flow of words.
A/N: Yeah, yeah. I know i'm leaving you hanging, but I may have school in the morniing so, Night all. If I get enough reviews i'll put up more. Enjoy!
