A Soulmate's Kiss

Chapter 7

Harry woke up feeling a bit weird. He frowned, shaking his head as he got up to start the day. He just felt ....off. Maybe he slept weird.

Sirius woke up a bit later, dragging himself out of bed to make his way to the kitchen for coffee.

"Siri." Harry murmured, standing near the counter, Sirius' mug in his hands as he held it out.. He was trembling a bit.

"Thanks sweetheart." Sirius hummed, taking the cup before he noticed the shaking "Are you okay?"

"mmm, feel weird." he murmured. "Kinda restless."

Sirius frowned, sitting the coffee down and pressing his hand to Harry's head. "You're warm"

"Mmmmm" he leaned into the touch, his glassy eyes slipping closed.

"You should go lay back down sweetheart"

"Not tired." he breathed. "Need to move.."

Sirius frowned even more. "What do you mean?"

"Restless. Itchy."

Sirius groaned "You're close to going into Heat." He sighed.

Harry moaned softly, leaning forward. "You feel good, Siri. "

Sirius' arms went automatically around him, holding Harry close "I've got you" He promised.

Harry groaned, settling close to him as he clung. "Feel weird, Siri."

"I know sweetheart, let's get you back up to bed." Sirius said, picking Harry up bridal style like he was nothing.

Harry shivered, tucking his face in Sirius' neck. "Doesn't feel the same> "he murmured.

"This one will be a lot stronger." Sirius warned as he carried Harry up the stairs and into his bedroom.

"Last one was strong." he groaned, plucking at his shirt. "Itchy."

"This one will last a few days." Sirius said, taking Harry's shirt off of him. "C'mon lets get the rest off." He said, tugging at Harry's jeans.

"It keeps getting stronger and then smaller" he groaned, stripping.

"It'll be okay, you're not quite in heat yet, sweetheart"

"You mean this isn't even the worst?" He huffed.

"I'm sorry, love. It'll get better."

Harry flopped on the bed, panting from the heat coursing through him.

"How about a massage sweetheart?" Sirius offered softly

"Mmm, would that help?" He murmured. "Either way, yes."

Sirius chuckled, stripping down to his boxers before crawling onto the bed and letting his fingers start rubbing over Harry's body.

Harry groaned, relaxing into the bed. Sirius smiled, moving his fingers to knead Harry's muscles up and down his back. Harry moaned softly, relaxing into the bed.

"Feel good sweetheart?"

"So good"

"Need anything?" Sirius asked softly.

"More" he begged softly..

"More what?" Sirius hummed, continuing to massage Harry.

"More your touch"

"Anything you want" Sirius promised, pressing harder as he made his way down Harry's back.

Harry moaned, heat spreading through his body. Sirius let his hands trail over Harry's ass, squeezing lightly before moving down both of his legs. Harry groaned, leaning into his touch.