By the Light of the Moon | By : Lestette Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male Views: 5705 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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It was a chilly evening to be outside, and the thin walls of the Shrieking Shack offered little by way of warmth. Remus sat in his usual chair, waiting for the full moon to rise and his transformation to begin. His clothes, having long been discarded, lay in a neatly folded pile beside him with a book resting in top. While he had hoped to get some reading done this evening before his change, he found himself too agitated to focus on his book.
Dumbledor offering him a job had seemed like a dream come true to him. The opportunity to teach in the same school where he had spent some of the best years of his life was an offer he simply could not refuse.
There were however, some draw backs that he had not foreseen when accepting this position. His condition made him hesitant and wary of starting a relationship with anyone. It was hard to be with someone and never being truly honest, and he feared that most people wouldn't accept him knowing he was a werewolf. And at the school, it seemed temptation presented itself all around him, like forbidden fruit. Suppressing his urges and desires was becoming a daily exercise and finding ways to satisfy himself was getting to be a chore. His agitation seemed to grow as the night wore on and the full moon drew closer. That sensation began to grow in his stomach, that feeling of longing, lust, the pleasure of that sweet release. The feeling intensified and was nearly overwhelming and he could feel his organ growing hard at the thought. His every nerve began to beg him, the desperate plead to let his hand wander down and succumb to temptation, releasing his frustration.
He eased back into his chair, resting his head back and closing his eyes. Letting his legs fall apart and his body relax, he allowed his right hand to drift over his stomach. He loved to tease himself slightly, right before giving in. The anticipation of the moment was amplified by the gentle touch of his hand gliding downwards and a tiny grin sprouted on his lips. His attention distracted, he didn't notice the figure entering the room, gliding silently from the door way. The man studied him for a moment before laughing to himself darkly. Remus jumped, startled by the sudden and unexpected noise. He stood from his chair to face the intruder, staring into his eyes for a moment before speaking.
"Fenrir..." Remus said slowly, his heart thundering loudly in his chest as he became self conscious of the fact that he was naked and still half hard.
"So this is what you've sunken down to?" Fenrir's deep voice chided him. It was the same voice that had been haunting his nightmares since he was 6 years old.
Unwillingly, Remus trembled slightly as Fenrir's voice surfaced a multitude of old memories that he fought so hard to suppress. He watched as Fenrir's eyes wandered over him, completely unabashed by his actions.
"Why are you here?" Remus finally managed to say, his gaze locked onto Fenrir, not wanting to take his eyes off of him, even for a moment for fear of what he may do.
Fenrir smiled at the sight of it sent chills up Remus's spine. The memory of that terrible grin was forever etched into his brain.
"Unlike you, I am free to wander about at my leisure... Total freedom" Fenrir's voice came out in a near purr as he mocked him. Remus glared at him, he was the one reason why he felt he wasn't truly free, why his life was in such a disarray. Fenrir chose to ignore the glares and he casually sauntered over to him.
"Is this the way you truly want to live your life, Remus? As a caged animal, a trained pet?" Fenrir's voice was low as he came to stand a few inches from him, his expression unreadable. He lowered his gaze from Fenrir, unwilling to sink to his level and answer his petty questions. Fenrir clasped Remus's chin delicately in his hand, tilting his head upwards to meet his gaze. Remus had never felt a soft touch from this man and it took him by surprise as his clawed fingers were remarkably gentle. He resisted the touch, pulling his head back slightly, but his resistance seemed to only make Fenrir more persistent. Finally giving in, Remus lifted his chin to meet Fenrir's eyes, the cold blue wells were staring at him, seeing nothing else.
"What is it you want, Remus?" Fenrir whispered, removing his hand from his chin he slipped it up the side of Remus's face and stroked his cheek with his thumb. Remus' breath caught in his throat and he flinched at the other mans touch. No words left his lips, his resolve to not answer still remaining. Fenrir lowered himself to bring his face closer to Remus's, letting their noses touch. Remus shuddered as Fenrir's breath trailed over his face, causing goose bumps to spread over his skin.
"I can give you whatever you want..." Fenrir's voice was husky as he closed his eyes lightly and moaned under his breath, pressing his body up against Remus's naked form. "You just need to join us..." he breathed. Remus couldn't help the feelings that were coursing through him... Where anger should be, he felt only a strong desire and lust. This man, this thing that he hated was arousing him in all the ways that he wanted to be. The sheer closeness of him was something that he had so very badly longed for.
The smirk on Fenrir's lips was mischievous as he roughly shoved him backwards into the chair. He leaned forward to rest his hands on the arm rests in a dominating display over Remus. Unable to control himself, Remus began to grow firm again, his pulse racing with excitement and anticipation. He cursed himself for wanting this and not having better control over his body. Fenrir's gaze turned downwards to the naked figure before him and he huffed out a brief laugh, his tongue coming out to moisten his lips.
Fenrir breathed in deeply, closing his eyes to savor the scent, "I can smell the adrenaline coursing through your veins... I can feel your excitement in the air..." his body shivering in delight, "... it's like a fucking static charge..."
Remus's body began to tingle and his excitement was in fact growing. Fenrir sank to his knees and brought his face close to Remus's again. He slid his hands off of the arm rests of the chair and onto Remus' thighs. Remus watched with rapt attention as the hands slid up and and down his thighs slowly, his pleasure very blatantly growing. Fenrir took notice of this as well and his devilish grin only widened. His rough hands slipped up his thighs and onto his stomach, his claws dragging gently across his skin. Remus inhaled sharply as the sensation of the other mans claws sent waves of pleasure crashing over him into his groin area. Fenrir laughed darkly again in his throat and he leaned in closer, bringing his face to Remus's neck. He let his tongue trail up his collar bone, to the side of his neck and behind ear. Leaning back he moaned and licked his lips, the sound caused made Remus groan in response. Fenrir's hand glided over Remus's chest and up behind his neck where he grabbed a fist full of his hair. He forced his neck to the side, exposing the sensitive skin and kissing it violently, nipping at him from time to time.
Remus groaned loudly and let his eyes fall shut, savoring the feeling of the close contact and making no move to stop it. Fenrir's rough and hardened hand dominantly and possessively roamed over the younger man while his other hand continued to hold his neck in place. His hand wandered down further and found the aching spot that Remus so desperately wanted to be touched, his fingers trailing along its length. As Fenrir wrapped his hand around him, he smashed their lips together to silence Remus' gasps. A throaty moan escaped out of Remus's mouth as the aching in his loins intensified. The warm caress of the other mans expert hand made him buck his hips, wanting more than a teasing touch. Remus finally let his hands find their way to Fenrir, both of them sliding over his abs, feeling their contours and the heat radiating off of him. Just the simplest, slightest touch was almost enough to send Remus over the edge, his frustrations having built up for so long. Fenrir's grasp around him hardened and his hand began to stroke up and down in a smooth even rhythm. Remus dug his fingernails into Fenrir's stomach as he fought to keep control of himself. His muscles twitched as the pleasure built up inside of him and he bit the insides of his lip to keep from releasing too soon.
"Don't fight it..." Fenrir teased into his ear as if he could sense Remus's inner struggles. His pace quickened, trying to make Remus succumb into pleasure, wanting to be able to dominate him completely. Fenrir tried to hide his disappointment as the other man was still able to resist that moment of bliss. But unwilling to feel weaker against the younger man, Fenrir decided to kick it up a notch. Remus's eyes were still closed, so he didn't notice the other man slowly lowering himself down until he felt the warm heat of Fenrir's mouth around the head of his shaft. His eyes shot open to look down at the other man, the sensation of his tongue twirling around the tip on his length was too much and he found himself unable to hold on any longer. A great violent surge shot through him as his seed ruptured out of him, his body convulsing at the overwhelming gratification. Fenrir managed to down everything that Remus had to offer in a single swallow, and he looked up at him with a satisfied grin. Remus's body shuddered one last time before the satisfied calm finally washed over him.
Remus let his body relax back into the chair, his chest heaving up and down as he tried to regain his breath, all of his energy having been spent. A growl rippled in the base of Fenrir's throat, he wasn't finished with Remus... not by a long shot.
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