Title: Sweet Dreams, Harry
Author: Lena
Pairing: Ron/Harry/Sirius
Rating: NC-17
Genre: PWP, AU
Warnings: Rimming
Disclaimer: I don't own Harry or Ron or anything in the HP world. JKR does (and Warner Bros). I got the idea for this story from a book. For the sake of the author, I’d rather not name the book or the author because if someone should Google it, I don't want to embarrass the author. But I do credit the book with the original idea and disclaim any and all ownership. Yeah, I know, I don't seem to mind what JKR thinks! :D
Summary: Harry can’t fall asleep. Ron and Sirius just want to help.
Author’s note: I’m not in denial, but for this story, that thing that happened to Sirius in book five, never happened. As always, thank you to Lorien_Eve for everything, being my beta and my friend. J
Harry and Ron crawled into bed after a long day of fighting Death Eaters.
Harry was exhausted, but just couldn't sleep. Ron dropped off as soon as his head hit the pillow.
Harry sighed, disappointed that he couldn't just fall asleep as easily as Ron. He lay awake for some time before he decided to get up and read his old worn copy of Quidditch Through the Ages. He put his glasses on and sat on the edge of the bed, reading until his eyes felt droopy.
He put down the book, placed his glasses on the nightstand, and crawled back into bed. He curled up against Ron and closed his eyes.
But he laid there worrying about what they had to deal with tomorrow. Worrying about what they’d had to deal with today. He just lay there and worried. And he couldn't fall asleep.
He got back out of bed, and tidied his clothes that were lying on the chair. He picked up Ron's clothes from the floor, and placed them on top of his own. He walked over to the window and looked out at the half moon. He felt his eyelids sag once again, so he crawled back under the covers with Ron.
Harry shut his eyes, and again tried to fall asleep. He moved onto his stomach, then onto his back, and then lay on his left side. He stared at Ron, who was sleeping peacefully. Harry tossed and turned, finally pulling the covers from Ron.
"Harry..." said Ron sleepily.
"Yeah?"
Ron moved to curl up against Harry, trying to get the covers back. "Wha'sa matter?"
"Can't sleep," sighed Harry.
"Oh, Harry...it'll be okay." Ron slipped out from the covers, staggering towards the door, still half asleep. He left the room, leaving Harry to wonder where he went and if he was coming back.
He didn't have to wait long. Ron came back in a few minutes with Sirius. Ron got back into bed, and pushed the covers down to the bottom of the bed. Sirius went around to Harry's side of the bed.
"Can't sleep, Harry?" Sirius kneeled onto the floor and leaned towards Harry.
"No." Harry felt Ron cuddle up against his other side.
"Ron, move over," said Sirius, as he pushed Harry closer to Ron and lay down in the bed. Harry felt very safe squished in between Ron and Sirius.
Harry turned on his side to face Ron. Sirius pulled Harry's pajama bottoms off and began rubbing his hands over Harry's back and arse.
Ron scooted down Harry's body. He reached Harry's cock and since it was already starting to harden, he dispensed with his usual hand job and went right to sucking Harry’s cock.
The second he felt Ron's lips on his cock, Harry bent forward towards Ron. This gave Sirius more room. Sirius turned around to give himself complete access to Harry’s arse.
Sirius pulled Harry's arse cheeks apart and placed his tongue on the top at the dip, where the curve of his bottom met his lower back. Harry felt Sirius' tongue lick up and down his crack, not quite reaching his hole.
Ron continued sucking on Harry's cock, running his tongue underneath and moving it over every ridge, until he reached the top and pressed his tongue against Harry's slit. Harry jerked back, and then forward when he felt Sirius on the other side, touch his entrance with his tongue.
Sirius swirled his wet tongue around and around, teasing Harry, not quite pressing inside.
"Siriusssss...." Harry wanted to beg Sirius to dart that nimble tongue inside him.
Ron took Harry's cock completely inside his mouth and swallowed.
"Ron!" Harry's mind was reeling at the sensations on either side of him.
Then finally, Sirius darted his tongue inside Harry, pressing deeper each time he pushed. Sirius kept hold of Harry's arse by gripping each cheek in his hands. Ron had one hand on Harry's balls and his other hand curved around, holding onto Sirius' hand lying on Harry's arse.
Harry began bucking back and forth as he felt Ron's warm mouth on his cock and Sirius's tongue licking him raw. He knew he was going to come when Sirius pulled his tongue out and bit him on the inside of his arse cheek. Sirius continued to stick his tongue inside, then pull out quickly and nip.
Harry could feel the vibrations of Ron on one side, and the pinching and wetness of Sirius on the other side.
Harry grabbed Ron's hair, and guided him up and down the length of his cock. He leaned his head back and felt Sirius' legs behind him. He moaned and groaned and bucked his hips again, as he finally came.
Harry saw stars and wanted to sing.
He felt his seed spurt inside Ron's mouth. He could feel Ron swallow over and over again. He finally stopped moving when Sirius pulled his tongue and teeth away, and began rubbing his hands over Harry's back and arse again.
Harry sighed happily, and was totally relaxed.
"Sleepy now, Harry?" asked Ron, as he scooted up Harry's body, bringing the covers with him to share with the other two. He reached Harry's lips and kissed him.
"Mmmm...yes...thank you."
Sirius turned around so he could lay his head against the back of Harry's neck.
"Thank you, Sirius." Harry turned his head so Sirius could reach his cheek. Sirius kissed him. He wrapped his arms around both Harry and Ron. Ron cuddled up against Harry, laying his head in the crook of his neck.
"You‘re welcome, Harry," whispered Sirius.
"Sweet dreams, Harry," breathed Ron.
Harry closed his eyes. He could hear Ron starting to snore and Sirius' soft, quiet breathing, as he slowly fell asleep.