Bishounen and the Beast...chapter 2
I dont own Harry Potter.I don't need him as long as i am allowed to borrow
him and his fellow Hogwarts school members.I am borrowing them to do
anything i desire of them.
Song:"Dust in the Wind" by Kansas
Rated:NC17 (bring on the loving yet slighlty pointless smut!)
pairing: Sirius Black and the boy who lived.
Summary: After Harry's fall, Sirius nurses him back to health.Harry feels he must find some way to repay his dear god father for the tender loving care.Can he find something that will do? A/N: i've decided to continue this in Sirius's POV from now on.But, i might decide to switch to Harry's for parts of or a whole chapter or two.It's just easier that way. **************************************************************************** ******************************************************************
James's son lay in my bed, bundled in my thick blanket of velvety burgundy...his pale lips parted and his eye's flickering in his sleep.The child was gorgeous, much resembling his dashing father but with the emerald eye's of the mother.I felt as if he were James, a little copy of my past lover, his body slender and flexible like his father's.His beautiful face with narrow yet, child-like eyes and lush lips paired with a perfect roman nose, was the spitting image of James.Yet, the body of the boy...did not belong to me.
I brought my hands to my face, covering my eyes for a moment before letting my fingers trail through the dark length of my hair.I closed my eyes and i could easily see James lying in his son's place, breathing the same way and making soft noises.I could feel my old friend's body moving with mine, flooding my body with the most sinful of feelings.I could feel the tender hands grasping onto my shoulders and the soft lips brush my own.I tasted my tears...salty tears pouring onto my lips from my eyes, leaving little slick trails down my cheeks.
I couldn't stop myself.My tears flowed down my cheeks, rolling off into my hands, as my body convulsed with the pent up feelings of loss.I missed James so much my fragile body couldn't really handle it, but, i was always good a at hiding it...until now.
"James...why?Why did you have to leave me?"I sobbed out into the room, clasping my hand over my mouth, yet another attempt to hide my sorrow.
The man had been gone for many years, nearly 17...but, i could still feel his warm embrace surround me, his love fill me. I could feel his hand on my shoulder...as i reached up to touch it, it didn't dissapear. "Sirius...are you okay?"a groggy young voice spoke from behind me."I heard you cry out..."
I turned around to him.He was running his fingers through his hair, looking up at me with his bright green eyes and a half smile on his face.I tried to speak, but i couldn't take my eyes off of him and his beautiful form.His pale flesh and rippling muscles all forming a slender figure were a sight to behold.
"James..."I whispered out, leaning towards him.My lips touched his,barely, as my fingertips stroked the soft skin at his hips.The nails on his hand dug into my shoulder as he jerked his body backwards, away from me.
"Sirius...what....what the?!" He spat out, his body ripping away from me."Sirius..." he whispered as he stumbled backwards to the fireplace, resting his hand on it and pulling the other arm in front of his bare chest.
"Harry..." i mumbled out to him as my arm reached out to him, my fingers clasping around his wrist.He tore back, yanking himself free of me.
"Don't touch me!"
"Harry, i'm sorry...please..."I began, reaching out for him once again.
"Don't touch me Sirius!"He squeezed his eyes shut, shouting at me with his fists raised."You just fucking kissed me and i haven't the slightest idea what the hell is going on in your mind and i don't want to know!Just don't touch me..."he finished in nothing more than a broken whisper as the tears rolled down his face in great streams.
"Harry.."I needed to do something, i felt.Random emotions flashed across his face...anger...sadness...utter confusion.His lips trembled and his teeth chattered as i felt myself step toward him."Harry...that kiss wasn't meant for you....it was meant for someone else.I thought you were...someone else."
"Why wasn't it meant for me??"Sudden anger took over him."Am i someone you couldn't love?Am i someone you'd leave because some fucker in another country acted all interested in you??"
"Harry...you're being irrational.I understand that you're mad over Ron..."
"Don't interupt me!"He screeched."For christ's sake!Answer the damn question!"
"No Harry,I could easily love you...and i would never leave you for another person.Never."
"Never...."he looked down at the floor, his eyes darting around in all directions.
"Never."i repeated as he looked up at me, letting our eyes meet.He took a step toward me, not breaking his eye contact, and another.The distance between us slowly dissappeared, our bodies eventually meeting in a comforting embrace.His arms wrapped around me as i cradled his head in my hands, lightly brushing the stray strands of hair off of his face, freeing his eyes from their shadowy cover.
"Why did he leave me, Sirius?"he asked, his child-like eyes starring up at me as if i was the most wise man in all the world.
"He's a jackass who is only interested in sex.There obviously wasn't much love on his part...he's a player who is clueless as to how the game is worked.He used you, Harry."I could see the pain in his beautiful eyes.I could feel the pain in his entire body as he trembled, and as his hands tightened around my back i knew that he hadn't wanted to think like that.
He nodded his head, slightly.He looked up at me and smiled.It was a weak smile, but one that meant a lot, one that shows appreciation and respect.And love.
"I miss him, Sirius.I will always miss him.But, i missed you too."
"I missed you too, Harry.Always have, always will."
He brought his hand up to my neck, softly massaging the dip in it, right under my head.I could feel him become timid and rigid as he looked longingly into my eyes.He pulled me down to him as he gingerly placed a warm kiss on my icy lips, seperating quickly to glance up for my approval.I closed my eyes and leaned into him again, pressing my lips to his...tasting his youthful mouth and gorgeous lips.He clutched on ever tighter to me as i pulled him closer, lifting him from the ground and bringing him to my bed.
"Sirius..ummm...i don't think i'm ready to..."Harry began before my fingers silenced him.
"Don't worry Harry....i'm not going to do anything."I whispered into his ear."...yet."
**************************************************************************** ****************************************************************** Short chapter.Sorry, but, i'm not myself.I've gone into depression...and i can't write at all like that.I had started this about a month ago, so i just finished it.I'll write more when i'm better.I promise. Hey, you guys teased me by giving me 23 reviews! Can i expect the same number more?I love reviews!Please R&R.thanks!
~Nightmarelover~
pairing: Sirius Black and the boy who lived.
Summary: After Harry's fall, Sirius nurses him back to health.Harry feels he must find some way to repay his dear god father for the tender loving care.Can he find something that will do? A/N: i've decided to continue this in Sirius's POV from now on.But, i might decide to switch to Harry's for parts of or a whole chapter or two.It's just easier that way. **************************************************************************** ******************************************************************
James's son lay in my bed, bundled in my thick blanket of velvety burgundy...his pale lips parted and his eye's flickering in his sleep.The child was gorgeous, much resembling his dashing father but with the emerald eye's of the mother.I felt as if he were James, a little copy of my past lover, his body slender and flexible like his father's.His beautiful face with narrow yet, child-like eyes and lush lips paired with a perfect roman nose, was the spitting image of James.Yet, the body of the boy...did not belong to me.
I brought my hands to my face, covering my eyes for a moment before letting my fingers trail through the dark length of my hair.I closed my eyes and i could easily see James lying in his son's place, breathing the same way and making soft noises.I could feel my old friend's body moving with mine, flooding my body with the most sinful of feelings.I could feel the tender hands grasping onto my shoulders and the soft lips brush my own.I tasted my tears...salty tears pouring onto my lips from my eyes, leaving little slick trails down my cheeks.
I couldn't stop myself.My tears flowed down my cheeks, rolling off into my hands, as my body convulsed with the pent up feelings of loss.I missed James so much my fragile body couldn't really handle it, but, i was always good a at hiding it...until now.
"James...why?Why did you have to leave me?"I sobbed out into the room, clasping my hand over my mouth, yet another attempt to hide my sorrow.
The man had been gone for many years, nearly 17...but, i could still feel his warm embrace surround me, his love fill me. I could feel his hand on my shoulder...as i reached up to touch it, it didn't dissapear. "Sirius...are you okay?"a groggy young voice spoke from behind me."I heard you cry out..."
I turned around to him.He was running his fingers through his hair, looking up at me with his bright green eyes and a half smile on his face.I tried to speak, but i couldn't take my eyes off of him and his beautiful form.His pale flesh and rippling muscles all forming a slender figure were a sight to behold.
"James..."I whispered out, leaning towards him.My lips touched his,barely, as my fingertips stroked the soft skin at his hips.The nails on his hand dug into my shoulder as he jerked his body backwards, away from me.
"Sirius...what....what the?!" He spat out, his body ripping away from me."Sirius..." he whispered as he stumbled backwards to the fireplace, resting his hand on it and pulling the other arm in front of his bare chest.
"Harry..." i mumbled out to him as my arm reached out to him, my fingers clasping around his wrist.He tore back, yanking himself free of me.
"Don't touch me!"
"Harry, i'm sorry...please..."I began, reaching out for him once again.
"Don't touch me Sirius!"He squeezed his eyes shut, shouting at me with his fists raised."You just fucking kissed me and i haven't the slightest idea what the hell is going on in your mind and i don't want to know!Just don't touch me..."he finished in nothing more than a broken whisper as the tears rolled down his face in great streams.
"Harry.."I needed to do something, i felt.Random emotions flashed across his face...anger...sadness...utter confusion.His lips trembled and his teeth chattered as i felt myself step toward him."Harry...that kiss wasn't meant for you....it was meant for someone else.I thought you were...someone else."
"Why wasn't it meant for me??"Sudden anger took over him."Am i someone you couldn't love?Am i someone you'd leave because some fucker in another country acted all interested in you??"
"Harry...you're being irrational.I understand that you're mad over Ron..."
"Don't interupt me!"He screeched."For christ's sake!Answer the damn question!"
"No Harry,I could easily love you...and i would never leave you for another person.Never."
"Never...."he looked down at the floor, his eyes darting around in all directions.
"Never."i repeated as he looked up at me, letting our eyes meet.He took a step toward me, not breaking his eye contact, and another.The distance between us slowly dissappeared, our bodies eventually meeting in a comforting embrace.His arms wrapped around me as i cradled his head in my hands, lightly brushing the stray strands of hair off of his face, freeing his eyes from their shadowy cover.
"Why did he leave me, Sirius?"he asked, his child-like eyes starring up at me as if i was the most wise man in all the world.
"He's a jackass who is only interested in sex.There obviously wasn't much love on his part...he's a player who is clueless as to how the game is worked.He used you, Harry."I could see the pain in his beautiful eyes.I could feel the pain in his entire body as he trembled, and as his hands tightened around my back i knew that he hadn't wanted to think like that.
He nodded his head, slightly.He looked up at me and smiled.It was a weak smile, but one that meant a lot, one that shows appreciation and respect.And love.
"I miss him, Sirius.I will always miss him.But, i missed you too."
"I missed you too, Harry.Always have, always will."
He brought his hand up to my neck, softly massaging the dip in it, right under my head.I could feel him become timid and rigid as he looked longingly into my eyes.He pulled me down to him as he gingerly placed a warm kiss on my icy lips, seperating quickly to glance up for my approval.I closed my eyes and leaned into him again, pressing my lips to his...tasting his youthful mouth and gorgeous lips.He clutched on ever tighter to me as i pulled him closer, lifting him from the ground and bringing him to my bed.
"Sirius..ummm...i don't think i'm ready to..."Harry began before my fingers silenced him.
"Don't worry Harry....i'm not going to do anything."I whispered into his ear."...yet."
**************************************************************************** ****************************************************************** Short chapter.Sorry, but, i'm not myself.I've gone into depression...and i can't write at all like that.I had started this about a month ago, so i just finished it.I'll write more when i'm better.I promise. Hey, you guys teased me by giving me 23 reviews! Can i expect the same number more?I love reviews!Please R&R.thanks!
~Nightmarelover~