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I'll Do Anything	By : TheLadyFeylene Category: Harry Potter > General > General Views: 5249 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter, nor any of the characters from the books or movies. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
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Disclaimer: Remus and Sirius don't belong to me, no matter what I like to think. Not that I'd want Sirius. I'll take Remmie though...
Warning: It's still slash. It's still coerced. Nothing has changed there.
Archive: Feel free, just let me know!
Dedication: This is for Kitten. And for everyone else who enjoyed this little series. Thank you for reading it, and letting me know what you think.
Author's Note: Here's the last part. It was just going to be three parts, but I decided four would be better. :-) This is rather short, but I like drawing things out. I actually really enjoyed writing this. I like Dominant Remus as well. I think this will be the only story of it's kind. But I hope you enjoyed this story.

Mended

Remus frowned, worrying at his lower lip. He had a plan in mind, but he wasn't entirely sure if it would do more damage then good. //No. Sirius agreed. Anything.// That was the only reason Remus was going through with this. Sirius had sworn he would do *anything*. And he had. Remus was gaining a new respect for his friend, during this encounter. He hadn't thought Sirius actually had it in him.

He’s far braver then I'd thought. There aren't many who'd do this.// Remus swallowed convulsively. He did feel a pang of guilt, but this was mending the anger and near hatred that he had held for Sirius. He was seeing the other boy in a new light. //I do mean something to him. Our friendship is important.//

"Don't worry." Remus said, stretching languidly. "We're nearly done." In all honesty, he was enjoying himself quite a bit. Sirius wasn't that bad at all of this, truth be told. Though Remus doubted his friend wanted to hear that. But the werewolf knew he was going to sleep well that night.

"Nearly?" Sirius asked. He looked terrified. Remus smiled softly, reaching out to stroke Sirius' cheek.

"Nearly. There's just one more thing."

"Um..."

Remus allowed himself a small, self satisfied smile. Sirius wasn't as dumb as a lot of people liked to think. He simply didn't exert his mental powers unless it was for a prank or to seduce some unsuspecting girl. But it was clear he had figured out what Remus had in mind.

"Remmie...I know I said...I mean..." Sirius was licking his lips repeatedly. //He's quite sexy when he does that.// Remus simply kept smiling, one eyebrow raised.

"You did say anything." He said, coyly. //Don't worry Sirius.// He was enjoying this. //But I shouldn't get used to it. It isn't as if I'm going to find myself in this position again. So I'd best enjoy it for as long as I can.//

"I know, I know..." Sirius said, nodding. He swallowed hard, and Remus was a bit taken aback when he found himself kissed by hesitant lips. He took advantage of Sirius' small token, running his tongue out to trace along Sirius' lips, before delving between the partition of flesh. He let his hands wander along Sirius' body, tracing muscle and skin, shivering as he did so. //It's too bad he's strait. I'd kill to have him for a real lover...//

"Don't worry." Remus said aloud, pulling his lips away from Sirius' skin. His hands was still wrapped firmly in the dark haired Gryffindor's hair. He sat back, grinning slightly as Sirius looked away from his naked form. //Oh honesty, after all of this I don't think it should bother him this much.//

"So what now?" Sirius asked, throat closing convulsively.

"Sit down. Lean back. And spread your legs." Remus said, folding his hands for a moment. Sirius did as was told, and Remus simply sat a moment, enjoying the view. //He truly is beautiful. It's really too bad.// And there was something darkly appealing about Sirius' reluctance and innocence. //Must be the wolf in me.// He let his eyes travel Sirius' spread form. Sirius was still looking away. His shame was almost like an aphrodisiac.

//Don't get too excited, Remus. Remember what you're going to do.//

"Here." He leaned over, fishing about in the pockets of his robe. He frowned, fingers frantically scrambling at the cloth. //Ah-ha!// He pulled out the small vial triumphantly, and tossed it to Sirius.

"What...what's this?" Sirius stared at it, eyes wide and frightened.

"What do you think?" //You're being far too cocky. Calm down.//

"Oh." Sirius looked away again, and Remus could hear him swallowing. "Um...what do I...?"

"Prepare yourself." Remus kept his arms folded, ignoring the stirring between his legs at just the thought of it. He kept his expression blank, only biting gently at the inside of his lip as Sirius dipped his fingers into the vial, making a face at the slick solution inside. His eyes were closed, and Remus allowed it. It was sexier that way. Sirius reached down, head turned away and lips and eyes closed tightly. He winced as the solution met his skin, and Remus had to stifle a groan at the sight. Sirius Black, spread open before him, readying himself...

"I'd suggest using a liberal amount." Remus found himself saying, voice tightly choked. //You should do it yourself.// You know I can't. That would be disastrous.

Sirius nodded, and Remus gasped and clutched at the fabric of his robe as Sirius slipped a finger inside of himself, wincing. //Oh my lord...// Remus clenched his teeth together, blood immediately redirecting itself. //Don't lose control. Whatever you do, don't lose control.// But when he noticed that Sirius wasn't completely unaffected by the situation...

//No. Oh god please no...// Remus cleared his throat, his control slipping already.. "That's enough." He said, tersely. He almost couldn't take it. "Now...lie down on your stomach."

"Remmie..." Sirius looked up with pleading eyes. Remus simply arched an eyebrow, and waved his hand to indicate that Sirius comply with his instructions. The black haired Gryffindor nodded, slowly twisting and lowering himself down onto the clothing spread on the floor. Remus sighed, running a hand over Sirius' stiff spine.

"It will go worse if you're tense." Remus whispered, stroking Sirius' sweat slicked back. He let his fingers dance over the dips and arches of bone and muscle. //Be nice.// He told himself, and he bent forward, his tongue trailing over the small of Sirius' back. He shivered at the taste of Sirius' skin. It was intoxicating, and he used his lips and teeth to play over Sirius' back. It was more for his own benefit then his rather reluctant partner's. He took as much pleasure from things like this as from attention to himself. "Relax." He whispered in Sirius' ear. He let his fingers trail downwards, sliding over slick flesh, to pause at the small of Sirius' back, straining to travel just a bit further downwards.

//Why not?// he asked himself, allowing his questing fingers to inch down, sliding between the cleft of Sirius' buttocks. He moaned aloud as he massaged slick, tight flesh. He felt Sirius' moving under him. //This was a mistake.// he withdrew his finger, laying himself out over Sirius. He held himself up with his arms, dipping down to press his chest and stomach against Sirius' back. He felt his arousal nestled between Sirius' thighs, and had to truly struggle to remain in control.

"Be still." He whispered, cheek brushing against Sirius' hair. He inhaled the soft scent of it, feeling his erection pulsing and twitching against Sirius' thigh. He shifted his weight to one hand, reaching down to grasp himself.

"Remus..." One final pleading word, before Sirius buried his head in his folded arms. Remus could feel him straining away, his flesh repulsed by the thought of Remus' naked form pressed so firmly against it. Remus took himself in hand, pressing just barely against Sirius' slick opening.

"How does this feel?" Remus asked, voice a husky purr. //Stop being so seductive.//

"What?"

"How does this feel?" Remus asked again, nuzzling Sirius' cheek. "Knowing what's about to happen. Knowing you don't want this. But I'm going to do it anyway..." He hated himself for the words, but they were needed.

"Remmie..." Sirius moaned, and his voice was hitched. Remus pressed forward slightly, just enough to press more firmly against Sirius' tight entrance.

"It's awful, isn't it? Being used. Degraded. Humiliated. Being taken advantage of by a friend..." The werewolf let his voice keep the seductive whisper it had achieved. He felt Sirius shuddering under him. Was he...crying? Good. Remus had shed more tears then he could count over Severus. Let Sirius shed some tears of his own. And it helped. It helped to ground Remus, keep him connected with reality.

"You hate this. You feel like nothing, inside, don't you?" There was no answer, and Remus inched forward again, just enough to slightly penetrate Sirius. //Steady!// "Don't you?"

"Yes..." Sirius groaned, and Remus was certain he was crying.

"Good." Remus pulled away and rolled off, a part of him screaming in frustration at not being allowed to take full advantage of Sirius' condition. "Now you know how you made me feel." He sat up, forcing himself to be calm. "I'd say we're even now."

"But...I thought..."

"Sirius, that is tantamount to rape." Remus said, steadily. "I'm not going to do that. What we did before, you could have stopped, had you truly wished to. This...you wouldn't have been able to stop me had you wanted to put an end to this."

"Oh god, Remmie..." Sirius sat up, half laughing half crying. "I'm so sorry..."

"I know." Remus said, nodding. He meant it this time, he really did. Sirius sat up, brushing tears away from his face. He laughed, and pulled Remus into a tight hug.

"You are one evil bastard." He said, gripping Remus tightly. "I mean, really..."

"Well, we all have our moments." Remus returned the hug, feeling much better about the situation then he had in days. This had helped, in more ways then one. He had a respect for Sirius that he hadn't before, and it had certainly brought them closer together.

"And...thanks." Sirius mumbled, pulling away and flushing. "For not...you know..."

"There's no need." Remus shook his head. "Now it's over. And this never happened. Any of it."

"Nope." Sirius shook his head, good nature returning. Remus raked his hair back, willing himself to calm down. He was still very aroused, and it wasn't going away.

"If you'll excuse me..." He said, gathering up his robes. A quick stop at the prefects bathroom and he'd be fine.

"You okay?" Sirius asked, laying a hand on Remus' arm.

"Hmm?" Remus cocked his head, then realized he had spoken rather brusquely. "Oh! Yes, I just need to take care of myself, that's all." He gave a small smile. "I *am* very attracted to you. In the physical sense."

"Oh." Sirius nodded. "Uh...sit down."

"Sirius..." Remus groaned. //Please don't tell me he's being petty...//

"Just, shut up, okay? And...this never happened either." Sirius gritted his teeth, and Remus gasped as Sirius gripped his erection firmly, pumping quickly and rigorously. //Well. For something that isn't happening, I'm quite happy for it.// He threw his head back, allowing himself to fully enjoy the pleasure he was getting. This wasn't coerced, or forced, or in any way not consensual. Sirius was doing it completely of his own free will. And doing it rather well, actually. Remus reached his third climax that evening, crying out Sirius' name when he did so.

"Thank you." He muttered, exhausted.

"Yeah, well..." Sirius shrugged. "I'm not...don't get the wrong idea..."

"I know." Remus cleaned himself up, and pulled his robe about him. It made Sirius more comfortable, he reasoned. "You don't need to explain yourself to me."

"Well, you know...I mean, I was...I started to..." Sirius waved his hand, brushing furiously. Remus wasn't sure what he was getting at, and the remembered. Earlier, when Sirius had begun to get aroused.

"Oh! Yes, that's understandable. Any stimulation of erogenous zones is going to evoke a reaction. That was physical stimulus reaction, pure and simple." Remus explained. "The prostate gland is highly sensitive, that's all it was."

"Oh. Okay." Sirius breathed a sigh of relief. "And that there was just me feeling bad for you."

"I know. And I thank you. I will be honest...it's a pity you're not into other boys." Remus gave a small smile. "I did enjoy tonight."

"You mean everything that didn't happen?" Sirius asked, cheekily. "I can't say I enjoyed it, but...I'm glad it happened. You proved your point, I feel like shit, and you don't hate me anymore."

"All in all, a successful night." Remus grinned, and both he and Sirius laughed, long and hard. It seemed like a long time since they had laughed together. They got dressed, and returned to the dorm, talking and laughing quietly. By the next day, everything was more or less back to normal. Neither one of them said a thing about what had happened, and neither James nor Peter ever asked. They were both just happy that the dorm had settled down, and that the heavy tension that had surrounded Remus and Sirius was gone. Sirius never thought about his experience again, deciding to really pretend it had never happened. And Remus never spoke of it either, though he did think about it. But only late at night, when he was alone in bed with his fantasies.
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