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A/N: Now that we had very, very, VERY heavy sexin’ with our little Snarry
couple, it’s our Beauty and the Beast couple’s turn to have very, very, VERY
heavy sexin’, so again, be warned, this chapter
might not be as long as expected but it is just as hot and saucy, oh, and did I
mention it has very, very, VERY heavy sexin’?!
LOL! Read at your own risk of death due to nosebleed!
Disclaimer: We do not own Harry Potter and its characters,
but we do own this story!
I’M A SLAVE FOR YOU
Christmas was quite joyous for Draco
during Severus’ absence to Harry’s place. As
expected, while Sirius held a big Christmas bash at his estate (heavy drinking
and merry-making included), he had celebrated it with his beloved Remus, the Old Married Couple, Tonks
and the hired help in the privacy of the servants’ lounge. Lucky for him, his
father was not able to attend the Christmas bash due to ‘unforeseen
circumstances’, so his cover was not blown. Gifts were exchanged, but mostly
the gifts for him and Remus were meant for the
babies, though Draco didn’t really mind, and at this very rare occasion, Sirius
actually gave a gift to Draco for the babies, which was a pair of
expensive-looking velvet toy snakes that can come alive at command. Draco had
wondered why would he even bothered when he played the least bit role other
than housing him, but one look at the secret glances exchanged between Sirius
and Paprika told him everything he needed to know.
It had been almost 3 weeks after
Christmas since then and during those few weeks, Remus somehow changed his demeanour
a little, starting off by getting lesser and lesser in their intimacy, then soon avoiding anything that might lead to sex. He
took more cold showers than usual, plant chaste kisses on the cheek and
spending too much time with other hired help instead of being by his side to
meet his every whim and fancy, making Draco feel rather abandoned lately.
It wasn’t like Draco hadn’t try, but
he felt like his pleas were falling on deaf ears. He had been giving rather
subtle hints like leaning close to him, sitting on his lap or sleeping in bed
naked, but Remus would always mutter an excuse and
went off to god knows where. Then he would try to give him the cold shoulder
approach by not sleeping in his arms or do his lessons or reading either
outside or in the study, away from Remus, but the
wolf didn’t seem to bat an eyelid or feel anything about it. He was starting to
wonder whether his pregnant belly was turning him off.
The hired help, including Paprika,
noticed the tension between them two and wondered what was going on. Even
Sirius, who usually couldn’t care less about the two, noticed the change in
atmosphere between them and was mildly curious as well. After much urging from
her fellow colleagues, Paprika decided to find out about it. She saw Draco
sitting outside under the family heirloom tree reading his school books as
usual but saw from her distance that Draco was doing more crying than reading.
She knew if her Young Master was crying, it must be
something serious. Slowly, she approached him.
“You alright
there, Young Master?”
“Fine!”
Draco snapped as he wiped his eyes hastily and hid his head in his knees. “Just…fine.”
“Remus
being neglectful, I presume?” Paprika asked as she sat beside him.
“I just…don’t understand. He’s
suddenly so cold to me and not being with me anymore. He only kisses me on the
cheek and that is when I ask of him, not voluntarily. He doesn’t even care if I
don’t sleep in his arms anymore! What have I done wrong? If he has fallen out
of love with me, then why doesn’t he just come out and say it?”
“Have you tried asking him?”
“Not really, since he always keeps
running out on me whenever I try to ask,” Draco started sobbing again. “He must
be bored of me. My pregnancy must be turning him off. I know I’m already in my
6th month and I’m getting fatter as we speak. He hasn’t even kissed
me on the lips on his own for TWO FUCKING WEEKS!! He must be going around with
one of the maids and…and…WAA~!!!”
Here
comes the mood swings again, Paprika thought as she came closer to hold him
close, calming him down. After Draco stopped crying a little, she consoled,
“Now, now, Young Master Malfoy. You know Remus would never do that. Maybe you should confront him
with it. Make him tell you, rather than sitting here bawling about it. It’s not
good for the future Young Mistresses in you, you know.”
“I want
him, Paprika. Damn it, I need him! Do
you have any idea how much I’ve tried to get him to fuck me senseless? Do you
have any idea how much I want his cock in my ass right now??” Draco almost
screamed his desire out in his tears if it weren’t for the fact that they were
out in the open, then sighed and looked at his feet, “I don’t think he
wants me anymore. I think he’s just hanging around for the sake of Abigail and Amarinth and then he’ll leave me and take them away from
me.”
“I doubt Remus
is that cruel. C’mon, Young Master. Just confront him.
Don’t let him rest until he tells you about it. Show him that you’re serious as
a concerned mate should.”
“But…But what if he gets upset and
lashes out at me?”
“He won’t do that to you, not when
he knows you carry his children. Trust me. Give it a shot. Better to do
something rather than regret not doing it, don’t you think?”
“I…I guess so…” Draco replied,
though his tone still hesitant.
“There you go,” Paprika smiled and
rubbed his back before going off, leaving him to his thoughts.
One
down, one to go, she thought as she made her way to the backyard.
--:--
Remus drew
in a loud gasp of air as he pulled up his wet sopping head from the bucket of
cold water, but one whiff of the air and he knew this cold water was not enough
to keep him at bay. The air was still cold and it was stilling snowing for the
later part of the month but he could tell from the atmosphere that the snow
will make way soon for the spring rain, and that is when it would soon blow
over. But how could he hold out when every time he saw Draco’s pregnant body he
wanted to ravish him?
“You know you’re going to catch
pneumonia that way.”
Remus
turned around to see Paprika approaching him, dressed far more warmly than Remus was, who was only in his
shirt and long pants with socks.
“Please go away, Paprika,” Remus sighed as he looked away. “You’re not really helping
me right now.”
“I’ve been wondering why you have
been abstinent towards Young Master Malfoy,” Paprika
said as she wrapped a trench-coat around the wolf. “The constant cold showers,
the weird twitches on your nose whenever you are close to Young Master, the
tint of red on your cheeks that just won’t go away…I’ve been reading about
werewolves since you showed up. You’re in heat, aren’t you?”
Remus
turned to her in shock, surprised at how she figured him out so easily when no
others could, but seeing her knowing look, he knew not to underestimate her. He
sighed and nodded in defeat.
“Worse. So is Drake. I can smell him
from all the way here, and he is driving me crazy. And him
being pregnant amplifies the smell more, definitely not helping my self-control
right now.”
“Then why don’t you just let
yourself go?”
“I will not hurt him or the cubs,” Remus growled as he shivered in the cold. “You have no idea
how feral I can be once I give in to my heat. He doesn’t have to know. I’ll
just hold off until the heat goes away.”
“And when will that be? Spring? That’s too long a time,” Paprika flailed her hands
in annoyance. “This abstinence thing is not going to help you when you know how
much Young Master needs you. You’ll freeze to death at this rate. Besides, this
is the time where pregnant mothers are at the highest peak of their sexual
height. He needs you more than ever.”
“I know, but…” Remus’
voice drifted off before shaking his head vehemently. “No, I refuse to give in
to my urges. I am not an animal.”
“Well, you still have to do
something about Young Master. If you say that he is in heat as well, his
pheromones are bound to attract attention, especially from those in the forest
beyond Master Black’s estate.”
“Ex…Excuse me?”
“You say you’re in heat, right, and
that Young Master is in human heat, and that you can smell him from all the way
here? Well, if you’re in heat, that means those wolves over there in the forest
are in heat as well, and they are bound to smell Young Master, especially that Greyback fellow Master Black said you’ve met. You let that
monster have a whiff of Young Master and he couldn’t care less about the pact
he and Master Black’s ancestors have made. You wouldn’t want Greyback to ‘attack’ Young Master now, would you?”
She knew she was pushing it and
making up theories, but it seemed to get Remus all
fired up.
“I will rip him to shreds if that
happens!”
“Then claim Young Master. Take
what’s rightfully yours.”
“But…But what about…?”
“Master Black?” Paprika asked as she
led Remus back into the servants’ lounge and seated
him by the fire. “Oh, don’t worry about him. He’s going off the Muggle world on a post-New Year celebration outing the day
after tomorrow, and he’s bringing along everyone with him. You and Young Master
will be in charge of the house.”
“E…Everyone?”
Remus asked in a surprised tone as he tried to warm
himself. “Including you?”
“Yes. We may not look it, but the
hired help are all Muggle-borns, which means we
usually get the chance to go back home once in a while to visit our Muggle parents during this kind of outings. It’s a sort of
derogatory way of the Black family to hire Muggle-borns
as the hired help so that they can bully and insult them for being ‘Mudbloods’, but ever since the Ministry adopted the Muggles’ act on human labour
rights, anyone who owns hired help must sign a contract that they are allowed
to visit their next of kin at least once a year. We’re both slaves, so we don’t
have the privilege, but Master Black decided to…well,” Paprika blushed a little
before continuing, “sort of ‘rekindle’ our relationship, so I’m going with him
as well.”
“Well, at least that’s good news for
you. You’ll be able to feel Master Black’s love again like you used to.”
“Just so long as I
promise Master Black to be careful and take birth-control potions.”
“Fair enough,” Remus
replied as he heaved a sigh of relief at the warmth returning to his hands and
the rest of his body. “Don’t want to have history happening to you again.”
“Right,” Paprika smiled a little
forlornly at the memory of her two lost unborn children before turning to
leave, “I gotta go pack up now, and inform Young
Master Malfoy about Master Black’s departure. Oh,
before I forget…”
“Yes?”
“Everything is to your disposal,”
Paprika lowered her voice to whisper in Remus’ ear,
“including Master Black’s secret stash of booze money in his study. Fifth shelf, eleventh book to the right. You can’t miss it,
and neither would he.”
With that, Paprika left almost
mysteriously, humming to herself as she left Remus
with his own thoughts.
--:--
“I have a surprise for you, Drake.”
Draco looked up at him in surprise.
It felt almost like forever since he heard Remus even
talk to him properly, and now, as soon as Prof. Sinistra
left after a long day’s lesson to prepare him for the upcoming mock exam (which
will be conducted here under supervision, of course), Remus
was talking to him as if his silent treatment had never happened.
“Wh…What is it…?” Draco asked
tentatively.
“Stand up, love,” Remus smiled as he revealed a black scarf, “and I will
blindfold you so that you don’t spoil the surprise.”
Blindfold? Now this was getting even
more mysterious. Draco looked at the scarf a bit warily before looking back up
at the half-wolf.
“You…won’t do anything
crazy…right…?”
“I promise you, nothing will happen
until the blindfold comes off.”
“OK…” Draco replied as he came close
to him. “You’re the father of our children. I trust you.”
“As I am your mate,” Remus leaned down to kiss him before putting the blindfold
on, “And you are my angel.”
With that, he led him out of the
room, down the hall and down the stairs towards the living room. Draco, being
unable to see, had to trust fully the guidance of Remus.
He clung onto his sleeve with one hand and held Remus’
hand with the other, dependent on his voice and touches as he guided him every
step of the way. As soon as they were in the living room, he took the blindfold
off Draco.
“OK, you can open your eyes.”
As soon as Draco’s eyes adjusted to
the light, he gasped. The living room seemed to be transformed. There were red
and white rose petals everywhere on a soft rug in front of the fireplace, and
there were bowls upon bowls of strawberries both dipped in plain chocolate
sauce and whipped cream, with another bowl of chocolate chunks and a bottle of
sparkling grape juice with two empty glasses right by the sideline, its vibrant
colours illuminated by the steady glow of the fire
while the rest of the room were lit with the occasional candles.
“R-Remy…When did
you…How did you…” the young blonde was rendered speechless at all the
splendor around him.
“All for you, my mate,” Remus kissed Draco on the cheek. “Get undressed, love. The
rug feels exceptionally smooth on skin.”
“It…It must’ve cost a fortune…”
Draco replied as he undressed, unable to get over the place. “Wh…Where did you even get the money to buy all this?”
“Not much really,” Remus grinned as he went over to the rug and sat down,
waiting for Draco to join him. “Paprika hinted that Master Black had some money
stashed in his study that he won’t miss, and I only took out as much as I dared
to. I used it to buy the roses and the strawberries. The rest I went hunting
around the house to get it…D…Drake, what’s wrong?”
Instead of the happy or impressed
reaction he was hoping to get, Remus was shocked to
see Draco bursting into tears. He quickly rushed up to his little blonde,
kneeling at his eye level and caressed his hair gently, kissing his tears away.
“I…I thought…I thought you didn’t
want me anymore…That I’m turning you off now that I’ve gotten so fat and ugly…I…I thought…”
“Oh, my little Master, no, no, no,” Remus replied as he kissed him over and over again. “I
would never be turned off by you. Never. Quite the
contrary, you’re turning me on more than ever. You see, it’s your pheromones.
It’s driving me crazy.”
“My…My what?”
“Your scent, the one that females in
heat give off, which is what you’re giving off right now due to your pregnancy.
And the fact that I am in heat as well. Back when I
was still under Master Malfoy, my heat served him
well and when we were together, part of the rough sex I’ve been doing to you
was because of my heat, but now that you’re pregnant, I was afraid I might hurt
the cubs if I let my instincts drive me.”
“Is…Is that why you’re avoiding me
before…?” Draco asked as soon as everything clicked in his mind. “Is it really
not because I’m fat…?”
“You’re not fat. You’re pregnant
with our cubs. If I were the only one in heat, I would try to hold myself back
until spring comes where everything will ease off by its own, but now that you
are in heat as well, and the fact that you might possibly attract unwanted
attention from those beasts in the forest, I could no longer stand it anymore.”
“I’m…I’m OK if you lose yourself on
me. Abigail and Amarinth are strong; they can handle
you. I…I really want you…I need you…”
“Then come to me, Drake,” Remus said as he lay back again with open arms, “and let me
lose myself on you.”
After wiping the tears off his eyes
and calmed down some, Draco sheepishly got on his knees and crawls towards him,
afraid that he would ruin the petals set so nicely around. As soon as he was
near, the half-wolf smiled and put his arms around him, cuddling him close.
“I think you are the most beautiful
creature in the whole world…and taste the best too,” Remus
whispered and leaned in to lick his nipple. “But I can even make you taste even
better.”
So saying, he dipped a chocolate
chunk in the chocolate sauce and rubbed it on his nipple, before placing the
chocolate chunk on it and ate it, licking off the sauce. Draco couldn’t hold
back a whine of pleasure as he felt Remus’ tongue on
his nipple, his body shivering with delight as Remus
came back on his knees and pulled Draco to straddle his leg. He drizzled some more chocolate sauce on him, most of them on
his neck, and slowly sucked and licked it off like it was caviar on his lips.
While he enjoyed the feeling of
being licked, Draco reached down to grab a strawberry, ran it along the
chocolate on his body n then ate it seductively in front of Remus.
Remus smirked at him and laid him down on the floor,
not caring if he ruined the flower petals, and took a strawberry and put it in
the whipped cream. Then he took it and drew little circles about Draco’s
nipples and down to the navel, making the young blonde trembles. Draco then
imitated him by taking a strawberry and dipped it in the whipped cream as well
before tracing it around Remus’ already half-erected
cock before popping into his mouth, causing the half-wolf to shiver and let out
a trembling exhale and grinned.
“Getting bold, aren’t we, my naughty
little Master?”
Using the still whole strawberry, Remus bypassed Draco’s cock and ran it down the crack of
the head, teasing the hole lightly. Draco hissed at the sensation and fell back
before he could control it, accidentally knocking onto the chocolate sauce and
drenched himself with it.
“S-Sorry…” Draco said awkwardly,
blushing.
“Don’t be. It’ll make my eating you
so much better.”
Without warning, Remus
picked up the bowl of strawberries and poured it onto Draco where the chocolate
sauce covered him, making the young blonde giggle at the soft thumps of the
fruit hitting his body. He then leaned down to eat the strawberries and lick
every delicious part of the chocolate-covered body in front of him. Draco
moaned in ecstasy, feeling Remus’ roaming tongue all
over him. His cock hardened even further at the fact that the older man’s wet
heat was exploring his body everywhere. As soon as he was done eating every
inch of his little beloved’s body, Remus leaned back,
grabbing the bowl of whipped cream this time, and poured it onto his cock.
“Up, Drake.
I want you to suck me.”
Draco eyed the cock hungrily and
crawled towards the cock. His tongue first licked over the whipped cream,
spreading it around before taking him whole as much as possible, bobbing in and
out expertly.
“Yes, Love, just like that,” Remus moaned as he stroked Draco’s hair. “Suck me, Drake,
suck me.”
Draco did as he was told, sucking
and licking him at the same time, bobbing his head while his hands reach over
to knead his balls.
“Ah, so good, my Master, so good…”
Remus
started thrusting his hips up, fucking his mouth slightly. Draco relaxed his
throat as much as possible, holding onto his hips to allow him to fuck his
mouth, lost in the pure pleasure of it all. His hand snaked down to his own and
stroked lightly, but was stopped by Remus pulling up
against him.
“Don’t touch yourself just yet,
love,” Remus said as he lightly touched Draco’s
opening. “Are you ready to be fuck? Are you ready to scream my name?”
“Yes, yes, please,” Draco whined as
he could not control his body from going on all fours and holding his cheeks
apart since he was being aroused so badly. “Fuck me until I lose my mind.”
Remus took
whatever was left of the chocolate sauce and lathered it onto his cock before
pushing into Draco so slowly that they both almost lost their minds. Draco let
out a strangled moan as he was being filled slowly. It felt phenomenal, and the
different smells surrounded him—the sweet smell of strawberries, the strong
smell of chocolate, the creamy smell of whipped cream, the burnt smell of the
fire, the musky scent of the rug, the paraffin smell of the candles, the
slightly moldy smell of the living room itself—was driving him wild. Once Remus had it all the way inside him he started to pound
away.
“So good, Draco…So tight…How can you
be so tight…?”
“I’m always tight for you, Remus…” Draco panted erratically as he gripped at the rug
beneath him. “So good…! So good…!!”
“Yes, just perfect…” Remus pulled Draco back against him again and again, losing
himself in this primal coupling. “I am going to cover your whole body with my
seed…then I am going to mark you as my mate…”
“Yes! Yes! Mark me! Make me yours!”
Draco screamed louder and louder as
he felt his spot ravished, totally given into this love-making, his body racked
with pleasure that sent jolts down his spine. The back of his mind remembered
something about marking as said by Fenrir when Remus mentioned it, but his brain was a little too fazed to
think straight right now. He couldn’t care less what Remus
did, as long as the pleasure did not stop.
Remus
fucked him harder and harder as he dared until he could feel the familiar
tightening. Quickly he pulled out and fucked Draco between the butt-cheeks and
as he came, he leaned down and bit Draco’s neck, hard and enough to break the
skin. The sting of Remus’ teeth on his neck made
Draco come after him, spilling his seed all over the rug. Once Remus calmed down, he lapped at the wound off the blood
before pushing Draco down on the rug to lick up his seed that was leaking out
of his cock. The young blonde’s tremors had yet subsided when he felt Remus’ tongue licking his seed, causing him to come a
little bit more.
“So beautiful,” Remus
whispered as he finished licking him. He rolled him over before he pushed back
in him, this time just slowly rocking into him and stroking his hair.
“Mmh…!”
Draco whined as he felt himself being reentered, his senses getting even more
aroused. “Oh, gods…You’re driving me crazy…!”
“Yes, love, and now that I’ve marked
you, you are even more beautiful.”
“Is that…how a marking does, like
what Fenrir said?”
“Yes. When a wolf claims a mate,
they must bite down on their mate’s neck somewhere near the jugular to break a
little skin. This bite has almost a scarring and/or tattooing effect, and will
be recognized by every wolf who sees it, and learn to
steer clear away of what belongs to me.”
“So basically,” Draco said as he
fingered the slightly throbbing mark, “you’re giving me a permanent hickie.”
“That’s the layman’s term for it,
yes,” Remus chuckled. “I will be softening soon.”
“Do…Do you want me to…?” Draco
wanted to offer to help him get it hard again, but he was loss at words because
his mind was doing the loop-da-loop due to the
pleasure.
“I want you to feel pleasure. It’s
alright if you want to take a breather.”
So saying, Draco’s body totally went
limp as he basked in the afterglow, his brain felt as if it had just
evaporated. Remus smiled and picked him up and took
him to the bathroom where a warm bath was already waiting, thank to some
heat-preserving solution he had found in Sirius’ bathroom beforehand. Draco
allowed Remus to manhandle him as the ordeal made him
quite drained, but he did gasped a little as he felt the warmth of the water
taking him by surprise.
“How do you feel, love?” Remus asked as he gently bathed him.
“Like I just went up to Heaven and
back,” Draco whispered weakly as he nuzzled against Remus.
“That was amazing. I almost wish it would never end.”
“I am glad. Sleep. I will finish
cleaning you then put you to bed.”
Draco nodded and enjoyed the rest of
the bath in Remus’ arms, almost falling asleep in the
warmth of the water. Once he was done, Remus picked
him up, dried him and laid him on the bed before cleaning himself and joined
him.
I
promise you, this won’t be the last time you’ll feel this pleasure once you
awake, Remus thought as he drifted off to sleep.
--:--
Draco winced as the morning light
streamed into the room. He stirred a little to see himself sleeping in bedroom.
It took him a while to remember why he was here and not in the living room on
the rug where they consummate their relationship as mate and surrendered to
each other’s heat. Remus, on the other hand, was
snoring, his arm across Draco’s waist and belly. Draco lay back down, staring
at Remus’ features, his fingers ghosting around Remus’ face. He smiled as he realized how truly handsome he
is up close. A little bit of scars here and there, but still, that’s what made
him so manly. That and also a little of his chest hair that slightly glimmered
under the sunlight.
Remus
groaned at the ticklish feeling on his face and turned over on his back, but he
was still sleeping. Draco giggled quietly at that reaction, then out of
mischief, lean forward to nibble Remus’ ear. Remus moaned in his sleep a little and Draco tickled his
ear some more by licking a little at the ear he just nibbled. Remus moaned again, reaching over for something and Draco
quickly pulled away, giggling to himself. As he sat up and continued to eye his
mate, studying his features again, Remus left out a
“Humph” in his sleep as if whatever he was trying to get had run away. Draco
tried to repeat what he did again, leaned over and nibbled and licked at the
same time, but this time Remus caught him.
“Someone’s being naughty,” Remus growled in a pretend angry tone as he opened his
tired eyes slowly.
“It’s your fault for being so cute
sleeping like that,” Draco replied as he stuck out his tongue naughtily.
“Really?” Remus pushed him over and got on top of him, catching
Draco’s arms over his head. “What about you? You are very cute when you sleep
as well.”
“No, I don’t,” Draco blushed and
pouted.
“You are like an angel,” Remus took his other hand and traced lightly around Draco’s
nipple, making the boy shiver at the touch. “So beautiful, much like when you
come.”
“Not funny, Remus.”
Remus
chuckled as he leaned down to kiss Draco like there was no tomorrow. Some of
the drool leaked out from the corner of his lips as they kissed passionately
and Remus used that to lubricate his fingers before
slipping one into Draco, making the blonde wince and moan in slight pleasure.
“Do you want me to be inside you
again, Drake?” Remus asked, hoping that he would
agree; just having one finger inside his mate was driving him crazy, especially
when the smell of his pheromones still lingered, igniting his own heat.
“If you think you can still handle
me,” Draco replied, although in all honesty, Remus’
finger was driving him crazy in more ways than one. “How
many times did we do it last night? I remember waking up in the middle of the
night wanting you again, then I think I sorta lost count and passed out…”
“Four
times, if I’m not mistaken. But, gods, I want you again. I love you so much,
Drake.”
“I love
you too.”
Remus kissed him again, gently this time, and Draco kissed
him back a little deeper, parting his lips to allow him access. Remus pulled him closer, licking his lips before pushing his
tongue in. He pushed another finger in, fucking Draco fast and hard, making the
blonde moan in the kiss as he felt his ass being finger-fucked vigorously. The
need for air forced Remus to pull back from the kiss.
“Feels good, huh?” Remus grinned. “Tell me how you feel.”
“It’s…mmh…It’s
so…aah…” Draco replied, his breathing erratic as he
barely could make the words through his moans. “So good…!! Ooh…!!”
“Do you like when I fuck you?” Remus whispered in his ear. “Do you like when I come all
over your skin, driving all sanity from you?”
“Yes!” Draco screamed as he gripped Remus’ shoulders. “Yes! Drive me crazy again! Make me lose
my mind, my Master!”
“Your wish is my command.”
With that, Remus
rolled Draco over gently and slid into him slowly before starting at a fast
pace, his hands holding onto Draco’s pregnant belly so as not let it jiggle too
much and hurt the babies. Draco clawed and gripped at the bed sheets, feeling Remus’ massive rod pummeling into him as he almost screamed
at the assault.
“Mmh… So
tight, even though I fucked you all night,” Remus
breathed in Draco’s ear. “I wish I could fuck you all the time. Tell me your
pleasure, my mate.”
“S-So good…Oh, Remy, you’re almost
there…!” Draco moaned as he felt the rod pressing just slightly against his
spot. “Deeper…”
“And let this end so soon?” Remy
pulled back, teasing him with short thrusts. “I don’t think so.”
“Please, please don’t tease me…”
Draco whined in protest, looking like he was going to burst to tears in any
given moment.
Remus chuckled
as he felt Draco’s hips move a little, wanting him to hit against the sweet
spot, and the way Draco begged was too much for him to hold back. He kissed his
neck where the mark was and started slow but deep thrust, hitting his prostate
but careful not to harm the babies.
“Yes! Yes! YES!!” Draco gasped at
the feeling of seeing white hot flashes in his mind’s eye. Gods,
how he loved this part.
Remus kept
up the pace before pulling out and moving Draco to straddle him as he sat and
leaned against the bed post. He sat him down, pushing in again, this time a bit
faster, reducing Draco into a moaning, drooling mess as he let Remus ravish him. He reached over to play with Remus’ nipples, trying to increase his pleasure a little. Remus groaned, fucking him faster, giving in to his own
urge to fuck and claim his Mate again and again. Draco leaned forward to bite
his shoulder, but not too hard to draw blood, as he let out muffled scream
after another, feeling his incoming orgasm building within the pit of his
stomach. Remus could tell from the voice that he was
getting close and reached down to stroke Draco, growling his pleasure.
“Come, my mate, come for me.”
“Oh gods, I’m coming, I’m coming, I’m co—”
Draco was lost in his words as the
explosion within him occurred, staining both of them. Remus
bit down on the mark, not hard enough to break the skin but it would further
make the mark more obvious. Draco felt the bite, but his ecstasy from his
orgasm numbed the pain as he felt Remus pulling out
of him and coming all over his stomach and thighs. Remus
panted from the orgasm and took his mouth away from Draco’s neck, licking the
spot as if to say “Sorry”, in which Draco, after calming down some, turned his
head to kiss wherever his lips can touch him, assuring the half-wolf there was
nothing to be sorry about.
“I didn’t hurt you, did I?” Remus asked as he kissed him back gently. “I don’t know
what happens to me when you are around.”
“No. You never hurt me,” Draco
replied as he kissed his forehead. “You give me so much pleasure I don’t even
know if it hurts or not.”
“Well, I’m glad, coz I like
fucking.”
“Horny toad.”
--:--
Remus
checked the calendar. As he calculated the days, he realized that Sirius would
return with the hired help and Paprika in less than 2 days. Which means it was
time to clean up the mess they’ve made all over the house as they made no place
sacred with their primal heat indulgence.
As Remus
went to clean up the living room, the study, the bathroom, the stairs, the
hallway and the kitchen (among other places), he remembered all of their sexual
activity that happened there. It was like this heat of his was allowing his
libido to run away from him in the past few days as he ravished Draco like he
had never ravished any other that intensely. Of course he had been careful not
to hit it so hard on the blonde so as not to cause a miscarriage, but other
than that, Draco seemed to be enjoying it thoroughly.
“What are you doing, Remy?”
Remus
turned to see Draco up and about, dressed in only his bathing robes. As
enticing as he looked now, he knew the heat had to end soon. He could smell
from Draco’s scent that his human heat was slowly subsiding, and he himself
could feel the powerful burning sexual urge to gobble up his little blonde
Master was starting to recede, and he knew by spring, he won’t be able to have
those feral instincts again.
“I’m just cleaning up. Master Black
and his party will come back in 2 days’ time. Wouldn’t want him to see how we
desecrated his house with our essence.”
“Yup,” Draco chuckled. “He’d throw a
fit if he finds out what we’ve been doing in here while he’s away.”
“Are you fully awake now?”
“Sort of, although
the bed feels kinda cold without you.”
“I’ll be there as soon as possible,
my mate, just as soon as I get this done,” Remus
hesitated for a moment before continuing, “You know this heat of mine won’t
last. By spring, I won’t be able to fuck you as much as we are right now. Your
heat has started to diminish as well.”
“I know,” Draco replied. “I can tell
from our last coupling last night. You were a little…reserved, so to speak.”
“Not that I don’t
want to fuck you and all, but with the heat gone, it’ll probably give you time
to rest up. I don’t want to hurt you and our cubs.”
“It’s OK, really,” Draco said as he
laid his hands on his shoulders, “All I need to know is that you love me.
That’s all I want, and you don’t really need to fuck me to prove that, although
to be honest, I’m still craving it a little. Must the human heat you’re talking
about on me.”
“Are you too sore from yesterday?” Remus put away whatever he was cleaning—to hell with it now
that his mate desired him—and caressed Draco’s hips, grinning as he saw the
blush across his little mate’s fair cheeks.
“Not really,” Draco shook his head,
then kissed Remus’ forehead when the half-wolf gave
him a skeptical look, “I’m OK, really. You gave me a really amazing night.”
“I feel that every five minutes I am
inside you in some form or another.”
“Well…you are a man of…a million
faces,” Draco sniggered at the last remark.
Remus growled
flirtatiously before picking Draco bridal style and carried him out to the
backyard. Putting him down, he sat on the backyard bench and undid the
fasteners of Draco’s bathing robes and stripped him naked.
“Turn around, my mate. I have one
more face to show you.”
“N…Not here…People might see…” Draco
tried to hide himself, blushing like mad when Remus
stripped him without warning.
“Then they will see,” Remus replied, then grinned when Draco made an indignant
pout. “Would you like me to get your wand for you? You can cast a charm to let
people not see you.”
Draco nodded and quickly covered
himself again. Remus quickly went upstairs to where
Draco kept his wand—he was allowed to have it as long as he did not use it
beyond the estate as per requested by Prof. Sinistra—and
brought it over to his little beloved. Draco quickly cast a Silencing Charm and
an Invisibility Shield throughout the backyard, and added a Reversal Charm on
their surroundings to counter the outside cold, while Remus
pulled down his own pants and watched, pulling out his cock and giving it a few
strokes. He collected as much saliva as he could in his mouth before drooling
them onto his palm to lubricate himself before sitting down, gesturing Draco to
come over and stripped him again, guiding him to his cock.
“All done now?
Turn around and sit back on me very gently.”
Draco nodded and sat down on him as
gently as he could, unable to control a moan that escaped his lips as he was
being filled.
“So perfect,” Remus
moaned as he reached around to stroke him gently with one hand while supporting
Draco’s belly with the other. “Move your hips up and down. Show me you want me.”
Draco moved his hips just as he
asked. He bit his lip as he felt Remus’ hand stroking
his length, and moved for a while before trying to aim it onto his prostate. Remus could hear the hesitation in his voice and pulled
Draco against him.
“Don’t muffle your moans. I want to
hear them,” Remus said as his hips started to pivot
in and out of Draco. “I want the whole forest over there to hear your cries. I
want them to know how you feel as I fuck you deep and good.”
Draco felt his sweet spot being
ravaged and started letting go, his voice getting louder and louder until he
was literally screaming.
“Yes! Yes! YES! OH GODS, YES!!”
“Call me your husband, your mate,” Remus licked Draco’s ear as he thrust harder. “Tell your mate
what you want him to do.”
“My mate…! My sweet, sweet husband…!”
Draco screamed as his breathing became erratic. “Fuck me! Harder…! Deeper…!
Fuck me with all you got!”
Remus
picked him up and changed positions, this time Draco was half in the bench and
half out, his belly resting just nicely on the wood. Remus
was on his feet, which was a better angle to fuck him with, and picked up the
pace, going just shy of his superhuman strength but managed to control himself
from pummeling through his little beloved. Draco screamed and clawed at the bench,
trying to anchor himself but couldn’t focus because of the immense pleasure put
upon him, what with the spot being literally pummeled, sending jolts of
pleasure towards the pit of his stomach. Remus leaned
over him, kissing his mark again and peppered more love-bites onto Draco’s
shoulders, trailing his tongue along his neck like he was a delicious melting
ice-cream.
“I am going to pull out and come all
over you,” Remus grinned, reaching around to lightly
touch Draco’s straining cock, making the boy gasp. “Or maybe I should come in
your mouth? How do you want it?”
“Please,” Draco begged as he tossed
his head from side to side, “cover me with your cum. Come all over me! I want
it, I need it!”
Remus
pulled out, pumping his cock until he came all over Draco’s back. He grunted
and groaned out his release while Draco reached down to pump himself as well,
releasing everything within him. Some of Remus’ cum
got onto his cheek due to its projectile, so he wiped it with his finger and
tasted it, making an erotic display. That sight made Remus,
who was at the near-end of his heat, but still in heat nonetheless, hard again.
“Big mistake, my mate,” Remus growled sexually as he reentered Draco’s ass, making
him yelp both in surprise and pleasure. “Big, big mistake.”
They went at it again and again
until they were so weak with ecstasy that they ended up sleeping on the bench,
with Draco sitting on his lap and snoring against his chest.
A/N: Agh…Must…have…cold…shower…and…fresh…new…panties…!!
Reviews plz!
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