Title: Threshold
Author:![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif)
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Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Sirius/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Length/Word Count: Drabble, 100 words
Warnings/Content: Cross-gen. Harry's age is unspecified.
Summary: Written for![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif)
harry100's prompt, ache.
Notes: Dedicated to the awesometrain_tracks in honor of her birthday! Unbeta'd so please forgive and/or point out any errors/typos. Thanks! <3
Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.
Threshold
Harry stands at the threshold of Sirius' bedroom. His gaze burns and a familiar ache flares inside Sirius. It's the knot in his stomach, the yearning that tightens his chest; it's the way Sirius' skin sings for contact.
"No" is on the tip of his lips when Harry steps inside. "No" rolls around his mouth and over his tongue as Harry climbs onto the bed, one knee after the other. His knees trap Sirius' thighs together, and "No" is lost with Sirius' thick swallow.
Harry stares down at him; his gaze burns. And all Sirius can do is say, "Yes."
-Fin-
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Author:
sdkFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing/Characters: Sirius/Harry
Rating: PG-13
Length/Word Count: Drabble, 100 words
Warnings/Content: Cross-gen. Harry's age is unspecified.
Summary: Written for
harry100's prompt, ache. Notes: Dedicated to the awesome
train_tracks in honor of her birthday! Unbeta'd so please forgive and/or point out any errors/typos. Thanks! <3Disclaimer: The following is based on fictional characters I don't own doing fictional things in a fictional world I did not create. No copyright infringement intended.
Threshold
Harry stands at the threshold of Sirius' bedroom. His gaze burns and a familiar ache flares inside Sirius. It's the knot in his stomach, the yearning that tightens his chest; it's the way Sirius' skin sings for contact.
"No" is on the tip of his lips when Harry steps inside. "No" rolls around his mouth and over his tongue as Harry climbs onto the bed, one knee after the other. His knees trap Sirius' thighs together, and "No" is lost with Sirius' thick swallow.
Harry stares down at him; his gaze burns. And all Sirius can do is say, "Yes."
-Fin-
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