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Warning: Explicit content, dirty talk, bad language.

Chapter 6

Harry was dreaming. He knew it had to be a dream, because Tony was fucking him into the mattress, and Harry was enjoying it. There was no pain, no blood, only pleasure.

"Tony! Harder, please!" Harry begged, pushing back as hard as he could on to Tony's cock.

"You like that, baby? You want my cock?" Tony groaned, while speeding up his thrusts.

Tony's thick cock was pounding into his prostate, and Harry came suddenly, without being touched. Harry shook, and noticed a wet feeling engulfing his cock. It took him a minute to realise that he had woken up from that hot dream, with Tony's mouth around his cock. "Tony!" Harry sighed in pleasure, as the tip of Tony's tongue poked into his slit. He grabbed the back of Tony's hair, and tugged gently.

"Morning, gorgeous." Tony said, pulling off of his cock with an obscene pop. Tony's hot mouth engulfed him again, and Harry felt a lubed finger circle his hole.

"Tony! Please!" Harry moaned, thinking of the pleasure he had felt in his dream.

Tony gently pushed his finger slowly into Harry. He curled his finger, and searched cautiously. Harry's hips jolted in Tony's grip, as his prostate was found. Tony continued to lick Harry's cock, savoring all of his moans and groans. "So hot, baby." Tony said through gritted teeth. Harry was so hot like this, coming undone, and Tony was hard as granite.

"That actually feels good." Harry said in wonder.

Tony paused, and searched Harry's face. "Why are you so surprised?" He asked.

"I...when Lucius and I had sex, he never really prepared me well enough. Most of the time, there wouldn't be any lube. I never enjoyed it. I bled almost every time, and he never found my prostate. He always had to suck me off after, so that I could come." Harry said, flushing.

Tony was aghast at Harry's explaination. "Baby, that never should have happened." Tony said, then paused. "I could show you how good it feels, if you ever want me to. If not, that is fine too." Tony said, then picked up where he left off, rubbing Harry's prostate.

Harry moaned at the sensation. It felt amazing. Maybe he should give Tony a chance? He trusted Tony. He knew Tony wouldn't hurt him if at all possible. If he was ever going to bottom again, it would be for Tony. His hot mouth engulfed Harry's cock, and he added another finger. It didn't hurt, so Harry made a decision.

"Tony? Show me." Harry said, thrusting against Tony's fingers.

Tony paused, shocked. He looked into Harry's eyes, searchingly.

"Don't stop! Please, Tony." Harry begged, throwing his head back.

Tony was ecstatic. He had wanted to fuck Harry's amazing ass since he had seen the first picture of him. It meant a lot to him that Harry trusted him enough to agree. Now he just needed to make sure Harry loved every second of it. "Ok, baby. I promise, I am going to make you come so hard." Tony said, hotly. He continued to stretch Harry's tight hole, mouthing his cock at the same time.

Harry felt like his every nerve was firing in pleasure. Tony added another finger, rubbing his prostate with every other thrust. He started scissoring his fingers, spreading Harry wide. Harry was moaning and thrashing his head back and forth. He was almost about to come, just from Tony's fingers! "Tony, Please! I'm about to come!" Harry groaned.

Tony moaned lustily. Harry was so hot, and Tony was harder than he had ever been. "Ok, Harry. I'll take care of you." Tony crooned. He pulled his fingers out of Harry, causing him to moan in disappointment. Tony quickly rolled a condom on, and used an excess amount of lube. "Ready, love?" Tony asked, panting in anticipation.

"Yes! Please, Tony." Harry said, moving his hips forward and back.

"God!" Tony exclaimed. Harry was the hottest thing he had ever seen! He gripped his cock, and nudged it against Harry's opening. "If I hurt you, please tell me. I don't want to hurt you." Tony said, then started pushing forward into Harry.

"Ohhh!" Harry exclaimed. It burned, but not much. The look of extacy on Tony's face, would be engraved on his brain for the rest of his life.

Tony was was being drowned with pleasure. He watched, as his cock disappeared into Harry's firm ass. He threw back his head, and moaned loudly. "Baby? You ok?" Tony said thickly, stopping until he had the ok to move.

"Mmm. So full! Feels so good, Tony." Harry said, and started rotating his hips.

"OH!" Tony yelled in reaction. He started thrusting lightly, slowly moving in and out. He angled Harry's hips upward, and thrust a little more quickly.

"TONY!" Harry screamed, as Tony jabbed into his prostate. "Oh, so good! Harder!" Harry exclaimed, his brilliant green eyes clouded in pleasure.

Tony started thrusting harder, loosening his hold on his iron control. "God, Harry! You are so hot! Your ass feels like Heaven." Tony groaned, thrusting faster, and hitting Harry's prostate with every thrust.

Harry's cock had never been so hard! It was almost purple, and leaking copiusly. Tony moved one of his hands off of Harry's hip, and gripped his aching cock. "Yes! Oh, oh, OH! TONY!" Harry screamed, his orgasm hitting him out of nowhere after just a few pulls of Tony's hand.

"That's it, baby. Come for me, only for me!" Tony whispered, clenching his jaw. His toes curled, and his body seized in pleasure. "Ahh! God, HARRY!" Tony exclaimed, thrusting in as deep as he could, and coming with a shout. Tony collasped onto Harry's chest, breath coming in gasps. He kissed Harry tenderly. "Alright?" He asked Harry. A tear escaped Harry's eye, causing Tony to panic. "Harry, what...did I hurt you?" He asked frantically.

"Thank you, Tony. That was amazing. I thought... I thought that there was something wrong with me, that meant I couldn't enjoy that. I never thought I would... just, thank you." Harry said, cradling Tony's face in his hands, and staring lovingly into his eyes.

"Sweetheart. There is nothing wrong with you. Lucius was a selfish pig in bed. He must have only cared about his own pleasure. You deserve so much more. That was the most intense sex I have ever had. The best, too. You better get used to me, Harry. I won't let you go now." Tony said, kissing Harry's chest, over his heart. He had a tattoo of a flower on the area. "What is the meaning of the tattoo?" Tony asked curiously, rolling off of Harry, and pulling him up against his side.

Harry smiled sadly. "My Mother's name was Lilly. She was murdered when I was 15 months old. Her favorite flower was the Grand Cru lilly. That is what the tattoo is. It is a tribute to her." Harry said, as Tony traced the yellow and orange flower with his fingertips.

"I am so sorry, Harry. I lost both of my parents when I was eighteen. My Father was driving drunk." Tony said. "I never had a good relationship with my Father- I never felt as if I was good enough for him- but my Mother tried. She didn't know how to be a Mother, but I know she loved me. That is enough for me." Tony said sadly.

"Anyone who truly knows you, would love you Tony. You are so beautiful, inside and out. Generous, loyal and absolutely brilliant. Anyone who thinks differently, isn't worth your time." Harry said, stroking Tony's cheek.

Tony felt his eyes burn at the words of this beautiful man. "Harry, I..." Tony started, heart in his throat.

I see a red door, and I want to paint it black,

No colors anymore, I want them to turn black..

Paint It Black by the Rolling Stones started blaring from the nightstand. "That's my Godfather." Harry said, reaching for his phone. "I'm sorry, I need to take this." He said. "Sirius! How are you do..." Harry started, but was interrupted. Tony watched in concern, as Harry paled rapidly.

"What? What does that have to do with me, Sirius? He made it abundantly clear that he never wanted to see me again." Harry said. He got up, steps hitching slightly at the soreness in his bum, and started pacing. "So, what? You want me to come play 'happy families' with a man who never loved me enough to put his prejudices aside and love the son he had, and not the one he wished he did?" Harry's face was turning red in agitation. "Oh, now he wants to see me? After almost seven years of him refering to me as his 'faggot son'? Or my personal favorite, his 'greatest disappointment'. Why should I pretend all of that never happened?" Harry said.

Tony felt like an intruder into a private conversation. It was obviously about his Father. Harry seemed to deflate all at once. His shoulders dropping dramatically. Tony got up, and put his arm around his waist. Harry leaned into him, seeking his support. "Ok, Sirius. I'll come, but if he starts talking nonsense, I am leaving. I'll get the first flight out, and send you the info when I have it arranged." He said, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Love you too. Bye." Harry turned off the phone, and turned into Tony's chest.

"What happened?" Tony asked quietly.

"My Father is dying. Cancer that spread to his bones. According to Sirius, he wants to see me before he dies. I have to go to London, at least for appearances sake, but also for some closure. He only has days at most. I need to ask Winky to book me a flight." Harry said, about to dial Winky on his phone.

"Now, none of that. You can take my jet." Tony said. Harry started to protest, but Tony cut him off. "It will be quicker, and more comfortable. Do... do you want some company?" Tony asked nervously. He wanted to be there for Harry, but he didn't want to overstep.

"Really?" Harry said hopefully. "I can't ask you to drop everything for me. Pepper and Obie will go spare." Harry said, wryly.

"Let them. You are more important to me, than their censure. If you want me, I am there." Tony said surely.

Harry searched his face for any hint that he was just trying to be nice, but did not find it. "Ok, Tony. Looks like we are going to London." Harry said, kissing Tony's cheek.