Harry gasped and moaned and arched as he rode his lover, keening and crying and moaning in joy and pleasure. he just couldn't get over how amazing it always felt. how wonderful it always felt. he really wished he'd met Nathaniel sooner. how had he gone so long without this!? "god.. god. Nathaniel! God!" he moaned, shuddering and trembling and gasping as he came hard, tossing his head back as he yelled Nathaniel's name one last time before he fell still, gasping and panting as he closed his eyes. "god... i don't know how you do it, but every time i cum, i'm certain i could never have cum any harder... and then i do." he groaned as he watched the other with a smirk. "Neville's back." he stated after a second. "he's just apparated in... he always did have good timing." he admitted with a chuckle as he slid off the other and then leaned down, licking up every single drop of cum off of Nathaniel. "There, all clean." he chirped with a smirk. "lets go find out what Neville did to my Muggle Family shall we?" he asked with a grin. "it's probobly about time for Lunch anyway." he admitted, sighing as he carefully cleaned himself up and then got dressed. he'd prefer to go naked, but oh well.
he yanked on a pair of pants and pondered if that as enough before he sighed adn pulled on a T-shirt as well before he glanced at Nathaniel for approval. "is this enough, do you think?" he asked curiously. "i hate shoes..." he grumbled, wiggling his bare feet. "i can't feel magic properly if i'm not grounded." he admitted with a shake of his head. "come on Nathaniel, you can punish me tonight alright?" he asked with a grin as he skipped down the stairs to chatter at Neville. when Nathaniel came down Neville was entirely red faced as Harry shared too many intimate details with him. "oh, Harry, Nathaniel looks hungry..." Neville commented, Harry pausing to examine Nathaniel intently before nodding. "yes he does. i'll make lunch." he agreed, Neville sighing in relief. "no offense Mate, but i did not need to know any of that about you." Neville groaned. "i forgot how bad he was. through the school years, i mostly managed to, er, train it out of him." Neville admitted. "thankfully no one else noticed. he's entirely too reclusive to people he doesn't know, doesn't like, or doesn't trust. which is... pretty much everyone." Neville admitted with a smile. "in the entire world, you and i are the only people Harry trusts..." he admitted before falling silent as Harry wandered back over.
"so what did you do to my uncle?" Harry asked curiously and a manic gleam entered Neville's eyes. "i tied them to posts and made them think i set their house on fire with them in it." Harry looked gleeful. "Really!?... there wasn't pain was there?" despite being more than a little dark, Harry didn't exactly approve of torture. "no. the flames where just an illusion, but they had to watch everything go up in flames, their couch, their family photo's, their clothes. i figured it was the best way to make them feel what you felt when they burned your things. they're still sitting in the living room, sobbing. they think their sitting in the burnt out husk of their house. the illusion will wear off in about... now." Neville admitted after a glance at the wall clock. Harry was laughing in delight as he went back to cooking and Neville smirked at Nathaniel. "and now you know why even the Weasley twins don't mess with me."