WARNING: This entire chapter consists of a Slash (Male on Male) Sex Scene. If this squicks you or you just don't want to read it, please wait for the next chapter...DON'T SAY YOU WEREN'T WARNED!

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Bill was in absolute heaven...or what he thought heaven might be like. He stopped fighting Harry about becoming lovers and began to enjoy himself; he also made sure that Harry enjoyed what was happening. Once he gave in and kissed Harry, time seemed to speed up and, before he knew how it happened, they were both nude and on the bed together.

He knew that this was Harry's first time, so he was determined to make it as good for Harry as he possibly could. His mouth left Harry's and travelled down his neck, nipping and sucking gently as he worked his way to Harry's chest; he left small love bites in several places, reminders of their first night together...the first night of many.

Harry arched his back, pressing his chest up into Bill's mouth and tongue; they were heading on an inexorable path down his body and he couldn't wait to see where they were going. He almost choked on his breath when Bill's tongue gently laved a stripe from the base of his cock up to the tip; he knew he didn't have enough experience to be able to control himself for long. He felt tension coil low in his belly and, as Bill lowered his mouth completely over him and moved up and down once, he felt the tension explode.

Bill wasn't surprised when Harry came right away; he would have been surprised if he had lasted more than a minute. He swallowed Harry's seed and kept right on bobbing his head up and down for another minute; he wondered how long it would take Harry to notice the single lubricated finger that had found its way inside of his puckered opening.

Harry slowly came down from his post-orgasmic high and realised that something felt different down there; something new had been added. As that something slowly began to move, he figured out what it was...Bill's finger. Bill's finger was...there! And it felt GOOD! Harry had to fight against his body not to thrust back at that finger; he wasn't sure he was supposed to do that. He felt another finger gently join the first and he sucked in a pained breath. He hadn't realised it was going to hurt.

"Relax, Love, I don't want to hurt you. Harry...Harry, you need to relax your body."

Bill's deep voice washed over him, making him do exactly what Bill wanted him to do. His body relaxed little by little, until the fingers inside of him were moving freely. Harry felt them curl slightly, as if looking for something, and he felt like his entire lower half went completely boneless.

"Wh-what was that?" Harry was having difficulties breathing and his vision went all spotty after the fingers found that spot again.

"Your prostate, Love. It helps make the whole preparation process a little more enjoyable. This is your first time, right?" When Harry nodded slightly, Bill continued. "I don't want to hurt you, but you need to know that it will hurt at first. You'll get used to it, but we'll take it slowly until you do, alright?"

Harry nodded again and the fingers began to move again...in and out...in and out. Slowly, they began to pick up pace a little as he became a little more relaxed and used to the sensation. Harry's breathing began to get faster and more shallow; his cock began to take an interest in what was going on. The fingers curled again and Harry couldn't stop the moan that erupted from his throat.

"That's what I wanted to hear. I need to know how you feel, Love; you need to tell me." Bill gently started to probe Harry's entrance with a third finger, biting his lip because he knew that this one was going to hurt his love. He took Harry's cock back into his mouth as the third finger worked its way inside.

Harry didn't know which sensation to concentrate on...the pain from the next finger or the feeling of Bill's mouth on his cock again; he chose to concentrate on Bill's mouth and tried to ignore the feeling of being filled and stretched. Harry lost track of time as Bill continued to prepare him for something that was most likely larger than the three fingers currently working themselves in and out of his backside; he felt the tension start again.

"Bill...gonna...gonna..."

The mouth was removed from his cock and the fingers stopped moving and left his body. "No, not yet you're not." Harry opened his eyes and got the sight of a lifetime as he watched Bill coat his own cock with lube before lining it up at his entrance. "You need to tell me if it hurts too much to continue, alright? I don't want to hurt you, but, like I said...it's going to hurt some."

Harry nodded and Bill pressed forward slightly, just enough to allow the head to slide past the ring of muscles at his entrance. Harry whimpered slightly in pain and struggled to breathe and keep from tensing; he knew, somehow, that he needed to stay as relaxed as possible, otherwise Bill could do some damage to him.

Bill held still and waited for Harry's body to tell him it was ready to continue. Once he felt the muscles relax, he pressed forward again, taking it inch by slow inch. Finally, when he was fully seated, he closed his eyes and again held still, giving Harry time to get used to the intrusion; Bill mentally started listing every Transfiguration spell he could think of in order to stave off his own orgasm. He opened his eyes and was horrified to see tears leaking out of the sides of Harry's closed eyes.

"Oh, Harry Love, I'm sorry! I didn't want to make you cry! Please don't cry!"

Harry opened his eyes to meet Bill's worried blue ones. "I'll...be...fine...just give me...a...minute...or two." He took a few deep breaths and concentrated on the feeling of fullness and willed the pain to go away; he couldn't say that Bill hadn't warned him that it would hurt. Slowly the pain began to fade and Harry felt his body begin to relax again; he looked up and met Bill's eyes again and nodded...it was now or never.

Bill felt Harry's channel relax around him but waited for Harry to let him know he was ready to go on; Harry nodded to him and he leaned forward and pressed a kiss to Harry's lips before gently pulling almost all the way out. He slid forward just as slowly, giving Harry time to get used to the motion.

Harry wasn't really sure what to think about the whole thing; it was painful, messy and seemed to take forever. Of course, that's what he was thinking...and then Bill brushed against his prostate again. The inside of Harry's eyelids lit up with shooting stars and the moan that escaped him would have embarrassed him in any other situation; right then...right then he just didn't care. He realised that the pain had completely faded and now the pleasure was making a comeback. Harry didn't know if he was supposed to be doing something, so he ran his hands up and down Bill's back, settling them on his arse, squeezing gently.

Bill gasped at the feeling of Harry's hands on his arse and couldn't help but pick up the pace a little. He heard Harry's breathing become faster and Bill realised that, though he wasn't far from orgasm, Harry was nowhere near it. He wrapped one hand around Harry's erection and began to gently pull in time to his thrusts; he tried to hit Harry's prostate again, knowing he had been successful when Harry arched off of the bed and his cock leaked an almost steady stream of pre-come. He heard the most wonderful sound right then.

"Oh, oh, oh...BILL!" Harry's voice raised an octave when he reached his second climax, his body shaking violently. The walls of Harry's channel tightened almost painfully around Bill's cock as he kept thrusting into his lover's body; he followed Harry over the edge four thrusts later, calling Harry's name and shaking quite a bit himself. He lowered his body carefully to one side; he was not going to withdraw from Harry until his erection had softened a bit. He had already made Harry cry once, he wasn't going to do it again.

Harry reached out a hand and gently cupped Bill's cheek. "Love you." Harry's eyes closed and he immediately dropped into sleep. Bill fought Morpheus' call for a few minutes but, in the end, gave into the mind-numbing exhaustion after pulling the duvet over them so that they didn't get cold. He leaned in and placed a kiss on Harry's smiling lips. "Love you, too."