Hungry for the Wolf | By : NativeMoon Category: Harry Potter > Het - Male/Female > Remus/Tonks Views: 9949 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Summary: AU! Tonks
finds herself increasingly curious about werewolves,
and a certain werewolf in general. When she sets her sights on Remus Lupin, she more than she ever bargained for – and so
does he.
Author’s Note: For the Divine Diva Pennswoods at Snapecast who presented an opportunity I could not refuse –
the chance to write some delish pr0n for her.
OK people – I’m going to need your help directing this ship
LOL!
The hardcore version will be posted to HPFandom
and AdultFanFiction – same username.
Hungry for the Wolf by
NativeMoon
Chapter 002: Masquerade
Though
Tonks wasn’t particularly happy with the attitudes of the girls, it was at
least a relief to know that she wouldn’t have to put up with any foolishness on
their part. It had been a few weeks since her fortuitous encounter; and the
materials she’d taken from the Hogwarts students had provided a fascinating
look into the nature of werewolves.
‘If even half of this is true…’ she mumbled as she eyeballed the
book that Luna had reviewed upside-down.
For the
first time in a long time, Tonks was beginning to wonder if perhaps she was out
of her depth.
xxxOOOxxx
Still not
entirely used to the idea of Tonks being around, Remus
didn’t think as he barged into the bathroom that they had to share. He was fit
to burst, but stopped short of the sight and sounds that greeted him. The
bathroom was lit with candles and there was slow, sensuous music coming from
the Muggle stereo Tonks had rigged up on one of the shelves. There was a musky
scent in the air and he sniffed. He sniffed, and sniffed and sniffed – inhaling
deeply. It was the scent he’d come to associate uniquely with the young Auror.
Cinnamon, vanilla, sandalwood and a few other notes he couldn’t place. Something
about the hint of sandalwood bothered him, but his senses were on overload and
he couldn’t place why.
‘So that’s why she always smells
so…’
He let
the thought go unfinished as his eyes took in the sight of Tonks in the shower,
bathing in her signature scent.
Eyes
closed, hot streaming beads of water and a rich foamy froth dripped down her
body. Her mouth was slightly open and her legs spread wide. The werewolf felt
himself lengthening and thickening as his werewolf senses kicked into high
gear. Tonks was pleasuring herself – and in turn he was pleasured just by
watching her; watching her and thinking about what it might be like to have
that pleasure for himself. He watched as her fingers continued
to spread herself and then went in and out, in and out. A soapy hand reached
for her breasts and began to knead them randomly as the other hand teased a
certain spot the caused her to moan.
‘Please…’
she moaned as thick foam dripped down her legs and the fingers picked up speed.
Lupin’s breathing and rhythm began to match hers as one of his
hands went to the bulge that was ripping his pants. It was the ripping of his
clothes that made him come to his senses and get the hell out of there. It may
be unseasonably cold outside, but he would have to do his business there – and
truth be told he needed release. He needed the privacy of the depths of Sirius’
back yard to calm the werewolf that threatened to take control of him.
xxxOOOxxx
Tonks
emerged from the bathroom clad in a short red silk kimono that left little to
the imagination to find Lupin in her room fixing the fireplace.
‘Oh, Remus; I wasn’t expecting you to still be up…?’
‘I erm, couldn’t sleep and its so
cold out I thought I’d finally better sort this out for you,’ he said slowly as
he looked up and caught a glimpse of her curls. ‘I thought you were out…working.’
He licked
his lips and swallowed as he returned his attention to the repairing the
hearth.
Tonks
held back a smirk as she walked over to the imposing four-poster bed that
dominated the room and climbed in.
‘It is
rather cold in this part of the house. Thank you – you saved me having to sort
it out for myself…’
‘Well, I
did say that I would. I like to be a man of my word. Sorry it took this long –
too much to do for Dumbledore.’
‘So
chivalry isn’t quite dead yet, eh?’ Tonks laughed.
Remus chuckled as he aimed his wand at and started a roaring blaze.
‘There,
that should do just fine,’ he said. ‘Just let me know if…’
He turned
around just in time to see a flash of Tonk’s full
breasts as she tossed the kimono on a chaise lounge near the bed.
‘…you
have any problems…’ he finished weakly.
‘Thank
you, Remus,’ she said huskily. ‘That is very good of
you.’
‘No
problem at all,’ he murmured as he drank in the sight of her as she settled in
bed. The covers moulded her body and there was no denying that there was a real
flesh and blood woman sharing his space.
‘Oh Merlin…’ he thought to himself as a
long dormant sensation started to sweep over him.
‘Well – I
better be getting back to bed myself…’ he said out loud.
‘If you say so. We could just have a chat... or some other time. We need to
make our little part of the world more secure I think.’
‘Mmm I agree. The twins are a bit too curious for their own
good.’
‘And they
aren’t the only ones,’ she thought as she smiled and turned on her side and
aimed a remote control at the bookcase by her bed.
Music
similar to that Remus had heard began to play and he
watched as Tonks made adjustments.
‘I find
it hard to fall asleep without music,’ she explained. ‘It’s a group called
Enigma; they were quite the big deal for a while – well, for Muggles anyway. I
set the snooze alarm on this thing so that it will automatically shut itself
off after a while. I’ll be dead to the world by then. I hope this isn’t too
loud? I don’t want to be any trouble…’
‘No
trouble at all,’ Lupin said quickly. ‘I uh; I’m quite liking it myself; feel
free to turn up a bit if you like.’
He stood
for a moment and closed his eyes, letting the sensuous pulse of the music wash
over him. The image of Tonks in the shower began to play in his mind’s eye.
What he needed now was the privacy of his own room.
‘You
won’t fall asleep with me hanging around,’ he said as he walked to her bedroom
door. ‘Have a good night ‘Dora…’
‘Good
night Remus. And no, I don’t mind if you call me that
– just keep it between us…’
Tonks
leaned back as Lupin turned out the lights and then walked across the hall to
his room. She had an undeniable grin on her face as she lay in the darkness,
looking at her bedroom door which the werewolf had left half open.
xxxOOOxxx
The
stereo had shut off the music a half hour ago. And Tonks lay in the darkness
pleasuring herself as she listened to the unmistakable
sounds of Lupin having an orgasm. She almost felt sorry for him, believing what
she’d said about being fast asleep. But a woman had to do what a woman had to
do to get what she wanted. And though she was intimidated by the idea of it
some ways – Nymphadora Tonks wanted Remus Lupin. She wanted him liked she’d never wanted anyone
else in her life, including him. She
just needed some semblance of reassurance that what she wanted was right for
her and that the man himself would want her and for more than what was between
her legs.
xxxOOOxxx
Several
days later Dumbledore called a meeting of the full inner circle of the Order of
the Phoenix. Some of their operatives had detailed reports to give – and
important decisions were going to have to be made on the basis of them. Tonks
didn’t like the sound of it; it sounded too damn ominous. As an Auror she knew
all too well what the Headmaster had meant. Sacrifices were going to have to be
made, but how many were prepared to make them?
She
arrived home and had a quick shower. Standing in front of her mirror she
thought about the inner circle and the conflicts between them all. If it wasn’t
for the work they were all doing for Dumbledore, most of them wouldn’t bother
with each other. There was certainly one of them who would happily given the
others his arse to kiss – well, more than usual. She
thought about him and looked ruefully in the mirror. Some things were best left
unsaid never to be talked about and he was still one of them.
Tonks made
her way downstairs to the expansive dining room where the meeting was to take
place. Most of the Order was there, save for the under-aged Hogwarts students
who were not allowed to listen in, much to their displeasure. She had on
figure-hugging black cords and a black camisole with a ripped black jumper over
it. They too clung in all the right places. She looked good, damn good, and she
knew it. She didn’t say a word as she sat down in the center of the table with
him at towards one end and Lupin towards the other.
Bit there
was no denying that the eyes of both men had flickered lightly in her direction
as she made herself comfortable.
xxxOOOxxx
She had
work to do and had to take her leave just before dinner was served. She hadn’t
made it two blocks when she felt him fall in step behind her. She said nothing
as she traversed the backstreets of North London, talking a detour through a favoured park. Only when she reached a relatively secluded
canal did she stop and take a seat on a bench.
‘You
might as well sit down since you’ve bothered to come this far,’ she said as she
stared into the murky inlet that ran from the Thames.
There was
a faint irritable sigh as he took a seat next to her, but left a great deal
space between them.
‘You must
take care,’ he said in a soft whisper. ‘You are in even more danger now.’
‘The day
that I took my oath, I left myself open to the possibility I might not have a
long life; I’m not telling you anything you don’t already know.’
Her
companion turned towards her.
‘Sacrifices
will have to be made. They will be highly suspicious if casualties are not
suffered from this side. You are too important to the Order.’
‘So
you’ve said…’ Tonks replied bitterly.
‘To them
you are a blood traitor and many other things I don’t care to repeat. You would
be quite the trophy in the eyes of some…’
‘Like I
was for you?’
The
response was a low hiss.
‘I can
see that nothing I say or do will ever convince you otherwise,’ he said turning
away from her.
There was
an uncharacteristic look of defeat as he thought about it.
‘You were
the one who took it and ran!’
‘How many times do I have to tell
you…’
They
began to argue, and for both it was as though the schism between them had never
happened. That was how it had been when they were unofficially together. One
would say something that set the other off until it escalated. Nothing turned
into something until it blew up in their faces. This was always followed by
recriminations and unspoken regrets and apologies in the form of frenzied
fucking that always took both their breaths away. But it was not to be that way
this time.
‘If it
was really as you want to believe I wouldn’t be here now and neither would you!
Your life would have been forfeit long ago were it not for me you stupid woman!’
Tonks
leapt from her seat, her nostrils flaring and her now
black eyes blazing with anger.
‘Thank
you for reminding of exactly what you think of me! I am stupid – stupid for
ever falling for you! Stupid for getting involved with you! Stupid for
continuing to share you bed when you made it clear I was nothing to you! Thank
god I didn’t have…’
Before
she could finish he jumped up and grabbed her; the firmness of his grasp making
her cry out.
‘Let me
go!’ she hissed.
His black
eyes were filled with pain.
‘Do you
really hate me that much – so much that you would use that against me?’
‘Do you
really not respect me so much that the best excuse you can come up for as to
why I should live is the fucking Order?!’
He let go
and pushed her from him.
‘You
can’t say it, can you? After all this time, after everything that we have been
through – you just can’t say it!’ she screamed.
‘My life
is not my own...’ he replied simply.
‘That
didn’t stop you from fucking me though, did it?’
He looked
at her with anger, his crooked and stained teeth bared. As quickly as the intensity
took over, it suddenly left him.
‘Weakness
equals death. I was foolish and we both paid a price for it. We can consider
ourselves fortunate indeed that the price to be paid was not very high, all
things considered.’
‘Right –
so I was a big mistake… Thank you. Thank you very much for clearing that up,’
Tonks said venomously as she turned on her heels and began to walk away.
He
grabbed her and turned her to face him.
‘Do not
twist my words. We both know what is at stake here!’
‘I don’t
know anything! I’m just a stupid woman – remember?’
‘I wanted
him…’ he whispered. ‘I wanted our child as much as you did! And I would have
done anything – anything to have ensured his survival just as I did everything
to guarantee yours!’
A
renegade tear streamed down a cheek and he wiped it away angrily, trying to
choke back the sadness that threatened to overwhelm him. He felt the hot
wetness streaming down his cheeks and turned away from her as he pulled himself
together.
Tonks was
quite taken aback. What she would have given to see even this simplest display
of feeling from him in all the time they had been together. Once she would have
given anything to hear him say he loved her, but now she felt hollow and
drained just having to talk to him.
There was
no turning back and no possibility of moving forward together. It had nothing
to do with her faint hopes about Lupin. The truth simply was that Severus Snape
didn’t have her heart anymore and both of them needed to move on. They had
slept together more times than she could count since the split two years ago,
but where she used to ache with wanting him – there simply was nothing.
Snape
looked at her, his eyes puffy and swollen. He didn’t want to go back to his old
run-down empty house all alone. He didn’t want face another Death Eater revel or
another deadly assignment for the Dark Lord without someone to come back to
that would help him forget his sins. He needed to disconnect from what he was
and there was only one way to do that…
‘Please…’
he whispered. ‘Please… Please come with me…!’
‘The only
difference between me and some backstreet whore is that I’m the one who always
ends up paying, No more, Severus – I won’t put myself through that anymore!’
She took
a few steps and then turned back. The sun was starting to set and the
unseasonable wind blew Snape’s cloak and long black hair behind him.
‘It’s
funny – in all the time we were together not once could you say my name or
anything resembling it,’ Tonks said ruefully. “Fucking a whore would
be a lot more honest for you…
She threw
two galleons at his feet and strode through the nearest exit, not bothering to
look back.
xxxOOOxxx
He had
always gotten under her skin. He poked and provoked and manipulated like it was
nobody’s business. She couldn’t put it all on him; none of it would have
happened if she hadn’t allowed it to. Tonks threw herself into her work,
needing to get past the latest blow-up with Severus.
xxxOOOxxx
Tonks returned
home to Grimmauld place just past midnight several
weeks after the confrontation with Snape. Fortunately school was in session
again, so not only were the kids not around as much, she also wouldn’t have to
see very much of him. Plenty of the inner circle still
passed through and the beds in the main part of the house proved to be needed
when the weary needed to rest their head.
She and
Lupin stuck to their space and over time had taken to dropping in on each
other, talking about this and that. They quite enjoyed each other’s company and
she found that despite what the Hogwarts students believed,
Remus Lupin was far from boring. He’d actually
traveled quite a bit and lived long stretches outside of the British Isles. He
left with the faint promise of finding steady employment, but always ended up
having to return with his hopes dashed. The werewolf had had quite an
interesting life in spite of his overwhelming poverty, but he reckoned that
he’d taken far more chances to experience other cultures and to learn precisely
because of heavy-handedness of the Ministry of Magic in denying his kind the
opportunities so many in their world took for granted.
Sometimes
he would meet up with her for a quick coffee or lunch when she wasn’t out in
the field. Tonks was never embarrassed to pay for it or to be seen with him.
The time would fly as they laughed over some silly thing or other. Being with
him made her realise exactly how much pain she had
willingly inflicted on herself with Snape. And she had done because she’d loved
him. But what kind of love was it when it hurt and so much?
But this
night she headed straight for the shower. There was no music or candles as
Tonks found herself crying under the hot stream of water. She made her way back
to her room, tears streaming down her face.
‘’Dora –
what’s wrong?’ Lupin asked gently as he emerged from his room.
Feeling
incredibly embarrassed, Tonks mumbled a quick ‘nothing’ and went into her own
bedroom. She lay front down on the bed, the short white kimono she was wearing
flapping around her.
She felt
a slight pressure as Lupin sat on the back and placed a hand on her back.
‘I’ll
understand it if you don’t want to talk to me about whatever it is; but I know
that something is wrong. It has been for a while now…’
Tonks
turned her tear-stained face to him and burst into tears again as he drew her
into his arms and held her.
‘It’s
OK,’ he whispered as he held her. ‘Whatever it is, you don’t have to face it
alone…’
He ran a
hand through her wet hair and tried not to think about the fact that her kimono
was undone as they both looked at each other. The sight of her beautiful brown
eyes filled with so much hurt and pain did something to him. Without thinking
about it, Lupin leaned down and kissed her.
Tonks put
her arms around him and gave into his kissing and caresses. They devoured each
other hungrily as she lay back and he lay down beside her. He leaned down and
began to suck and nibble at her engorged nipples, causing her to moan
uncontrollably. Lupin was starting to get hard and she reached down and stroked
him through his pants. Her mind didn’t want to accept what her senses were
telling her as she ran a hand up and down his length. Lupin wanted her to touch
him, but he was scared of what would happen when she really felt it bareback.
And both
knew it.
He began
to stroke her wetness and then slid two fingers inside her. She thrust against
him and began to undo his pants and take them down. His engorged manhood was
set free and Tonks froze as she took in the sight of it. For a moment Lupin
looked as though he was ready to run until she leaned down and took him in her
mouth.
‘Dora,’
he whispered hoarsely as she began to pump him in firm strokes. ‘Oh Merlin!’
Tonks had
discovered that one thing she’d read was true: Metamorphmagi could easily
accommodate the unnatural size of werewolves. She began to bob up and down,
deep-throating him as much as she could manage – quite impressive, all things
considered.
Lupin
growled as the head of his cock hit the back of her throat repeatedly. Suddenly
he pulled back, his face flushed and his deep blue eyes filled with wanting
her.
‘Damn it!
It’s Sirius…’ he murmured as he leapt from her arms shakily and high-tailed it
into his room, closing her door firmly behind him and his once he was in.
Sure
enough – two minutes later Sirius was calling out for him as he pounded on Lupin’s bedroom door.
‘Great…’
Tonks whispered in the darkness. ‘Just great…’
Of all
the times for her wayward cousin to appear; and from the sounds of things he’d
had one to many drinks wherever it was that he’d been scrounging about.
But the
resentment towards Sirius’ timing began to disappear. Rather than being
comforted by the huge leap forward with Lupin, she was now very worried about
the reality of what she’d just been doing with him.
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