Just for the record, I really don't like this chapter. I mean, it's well written so far as I can see, and it gets across a point I'm trying to make, so it's needed, not gratituitous chan, but still. I just don't really like it. Just not that big of a perv I guess. Then again, I did write it....

Anyway, don't flame me if you don't like. I'm not planning any more unless my muse decides it's absolutely necessary, but there will likely be a few brief flashbacks later on. Yes, just repeat, there is a point to having this scene, and that's to demonstrait just how their relationship works.

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Fredrick smiled fondly as Harry danced around the living room, head bobbing in time to the music. Stopping suddenly, Harry ran over and climbed into his lap, planting himself squarely on Fredrick's erection, causing the older man to groan. He looked up questioningly. Fredrick tried to smile reassuringly at him, but most of his mind was consumed by the fact that Harry was in his lap while he had an erection. He hadn't thought Harry would come over to him, and had allowed himself to fantasize about the boy while he watched his innocent dancing. Now it was coming back to bite him in the butt, and he was worried that he would frighten Harry. He could, very easily if he wasn't careful. Harry twisted around to look at him, making him groan again as he shifted against him. Harry froze. Fredrick raised a slightly unsteady hand and ran it reassuringly through Harry's hair, unable to come up with anything appropriate to say.

"What's wrong, Fredrick?" Harry asked, confused. Fredrick gently pulled him against his chest.

"Nothing's wrong, little one."

"But you sounded like you do when you have a problem with something." A gentle kiss to the boy's forehead.

"No pequeño. Everything's fine." Harry relaxed against his chest, bringing one hand to rest on his chest, sticking his other thumb into his mouth. "I was thinking about something I really enjoyed. And my body reacted to that. When you touched me, it felt really good, and that's why I groaned. Not because something was wrong."

"I made you feel good?" Harry asked, pleased with the accomplishment. Fredrick was always doing things to make him feel good and be happy here. It felt good to know he had done something for the other man, even if it was accidental.

"Very good, youngling." Fredrick's breath caught as Harry squirmed in his lap. Harry grinned up at him, and he couldn't resist placing a tiny kiss on the boy's lips. Harry froze for a second, then moved to mimic Fredrick, pressing his own kiss to the older man's lips.

"I like making you feel good," Harry said, softly but surely. Fredrick closed his eyes at his words.

"You want to do more to make me feel good?" Harry nodded. He shifted Harry to the side, silently mourning the loss of Harry's warmth against him, and unfastened his pants, raising up to push them down. "Touch me?" Harry nodded again, reaching out a hand, laying it on Fredrick's stiff flesh. He froze when Fredrick hissed in a breath between his teeth. "Feels good. Keep going?" He wasn't about to command Harry, not in this, but he really didn't want to boy to stop. He'd been waiting for this since he'd first taken the boy in, almost 10 months ago. Harry grew bolder with the reassurance, stroking his hand lightly down Fredrick's length a couple of times. He looked up at Fredrick, who nodded approval of what he was doing. He smiled slightly, happy and secure in Fredrick's approval. Fredrick gently wrapped a hand over his, moving up and down his shaft a couple of times, sliding his thumb around the head, hissing again. He pulled his hand away, and Harry continued to stroke him, his other hand smoothing gentle fingers around his head. He groaned again, the fact that this was Harry doing it to him this time bringing him off quickly. Harry flinched back in surprise as fluid shot from him, and he barely managed to catch the boy before he fell to the floor. His hand was covered in come, and Fredrick grabbed it gently, licking down his palm and making him giggle. Harry backed away slightly, and Fredrick let him go.

"Why don't you go wash up, youngling. Otherwise you'll get smelly." He wrinkled his nose at the boy, making him giggle again as he headed towards the bathroom, as he headed towards his room and the master bath attached.

Harry washed his hands quickly, making sure he got all the stuff off before he turned the water off, drying his hands thoroughly on the fluffy towel. He hadn't been expecting it, and it had caught him by surprise. Good thing Fredrick had caught him, or he would have smacked his head on the floor. He wanted to know what it was that Fredrick had been asking him to do, but it was a bit difficult without knowing the names of anything involved.

Sitting down in front of his computer, he decided to start with a picture and work from there. So, bringing up the search page, he typed in 'anatomy labeled' and clicked image.

Pictures filled the page, and he scrolled down until he saw one he thought had the information he was looking for. Clicking on it, he waited until the image filled the screen before scrolling down to the portion of it he wanted.

Getting the name, he went back to search again. Most of the sites that came up just confused him, but he got the general idea that it had to do with sex. He continued to search, filing away ideas that made sense to him to try another time, since Fredrick had liked him touching him so much. Going back to the list after yet another odd site, he typed in 'sex men' to see what that brought up, since the majority of the sites had been male/female, and he wasn't sure how much applied when it was two males. He got a lot of the same, but there was a few with man/man suggestions, some of which he thought was just gross, but there were some he would consider. Hearing Fredrick coming down the stairs, he shifted the page to one of his favorite game sites, leaving any additional research for another time.

"Whatcha lookin' at youngling?" Fredrick asked jovially. Harry looked up to grin at him.

"Playin' games. I'm hungry, Fredrick." Fredrick smiled at him.

"And what do you want to eat?"

"Hamburgers!" Fredrick put his hands on his hips.

"So now I'm supposed to go get you hamburgers?" he asked teasingly.

"Yes!" Harry nodded. "Please?"

"Well, since you asked so nicely. I'll be back in half an hour. Will you be ok by yourself for that long?" Harry nodded again, and Fredrick grabbed his keys, heading out to fetch the requested burgers.

Fredrick sighed with relief as he shut the door behind him. He had been nervous, but Harry wasn't acting any different than normal. He smiled. Harry was so eager to do anything to please, he felt a bit guilty to be preying on the boy's emotions like he was, but it wasn't like he was going to do anything to hurt him. He wanted Harry to feel safe and secure with him, to know that he could come to Fredrick with anything and not be turned away or scorned like he had been with his family. To this point, he had always been open and honest with the child, and saw no reason to do otherwise now when it was getting him such pleasant results. Harry was a remarkable child. He knew Harry would have questions, and only hoped they wouldn't be too embarrassing.

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And here, Harry shows a bit of his Slytherin side. Not a lot, but hey, Fredrick would accept just about anything he wanted to look at. Besides the differences for his emotional state, Fredrick is trying to treat him like an adult as much as possible.

I'll continue as I can, but i'm really behind on several of my other stories, so it'll probably be a while before another update. I don't forsee anything else being as hard to write as that was, well, not anything guy/guy, anyway. I'm not good at any other form of intercourse.

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Aralia Tutela