Lemondrops | By : tomo Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Remus/Sirius Views: 5203 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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LEMONDROPS
Rating: M/NC-17
Summary: Everything stops when you say the safe word. MWPP and beyond.
Warning: Slash, Sex
A/N: Did this while I was waiting for my face mask to settle. So.
CHAPTER FOUR: Of Whips and Leather
“We’re getting married,” James said after taking a sip of firewhiskey as he sat beside Sirius, who sputtered midway through his drink. “You’re getting what?” “Married, you twat,” James said, running a hand through his hair, “What do you think?”
“What do I… wait. It’s Lily, right?”
“Of course it is, what do you…”
“She’s not knocked up or anything, yeah?”
“No, of course not. I’d never…”
“Cheers, then.”
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Sirius cannot believe how lucky he was to be a friend of a wizard who is going to marry a muggle because there he was, seated between James and Remus (Peter busily chugging down some muggle beer at the corner), as they, with Lily’s male cousins and childhood friends, watched a shapely woman pop out of a huge cake in what they called a ‘stag party’. He watched as the said woman gyrated her way to James and proceeded to do a rather nice lap dance as the other men catcalled. Marrying a muggle isn’t bad at all, he thought.
He was too busy ogling the woman’s round behind that he didn’t notice Remus gasp as yet another one came from nowhere, clad in a shiny, black leather bra studded with what looked like spikes, matching thongs, a black beret and thigh high boots. Damn. Sirius’ mouth went dry as he noticed that she was actually holding a bloody whip. It didn’t take long for Sirius’ pants to feel uncomfortably tight as she raised a leg, set it on Sirius thigh, and started a slow circle with her hips. Bless Merlin, he wanted to do something. Right. Now.
Sirius glanced at Remus just in time to see the woman, who was still very much gyrating in front of him, hit Remus on the lap with the whip. Remus gasped, turning bright red. Seeing his reaction, the woman stepped towards him and started dancing in front of him, lightly hitting him with the whip (Damn that whip, Sirius thought. He swore he would be dreaming of whips for nights. He knew it.). And Remus gasped. Every. Single. Time. He liked it. Sirius swallowed, keeping that piece of information in mind.
Remus shifted in his seat as the ladies sashayed around the room, stopping in front of a guy every once in a while. He imagined how his girlfriend would look if she dressed and danced as so. He almost moaned in response as he heard the crack of the whip as the woman hit the floor near him.
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Remus stumbled his way out of the living room towards the kitchen in search of water. The dancers have long been gone and the men were either passed out or getting there. He had drunk quite a number, but these muggle drinks are no match to what James, Sirius or Peter would force down his throat on certain occasions. He ambled through the hallway and was just about to reach the kitchen when a pair of hands grabbed him and pulled him into a closet.
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Remus panicked as he was enveloped in darkness, his hands flailing frantically in search of anything to hold on to. He was about to shout for help when a hand clamped over his mouth, silencing him. “Sshh… quiet, Moony,” came a voice just beside his ear. “Mmpf!” Remus continued to struggle, blindly reaching for the offending hand and roughly pulling it away. “What the fuck are you doing?!” Remus whispered angrily, still trying to pry Sirius’ hand that was still snaked around his waist. “Sssh… come on. I saw you. I know you are as turned on as I am,” Sirius whispered, hands already working its way inside Remus’ shirt, earning a gasp from the smaller man. “And we haven’t done it somewhere pitch dark, yeah?” One of Sirius’ hands started unbuttoning Remus’ pants, the other playing with a nipple.
“No. Stop it,” Remus gritted, trying to disentangle himself from Sirius. Just then, they heard footsteps just outside the closet. A hand again found its way to Remus mouth. “There, there. Be a good boy and be quiet,” Sirius whispered, “You don’t want anyone to find us here, yeah?” That said, Sirius stuck two fingers into Remus’ mouth as his other hand, after successfully removing Remus’ undergarment, started languidly stroking Remus’ erection. “Ngh!”
Remus bit his balled fist as Sirius dragged his fingers, slicked with Remus’ saliva, towards Remus’ opening. “Mmph!” Remus jumped at the sudden intrusion, pain shooting up his spine. “Not there, huh,” he heard Sirius whisper, “It should be somewhere…” There. Remus jerked so violently that Sirius’ fingers almost slipped out of him. He could feel Sirius’ smirk on his nape, “Found it.”
And boy did he not only find it. He explored it. Sirius just kept prodding that thing inside Remus that made him see white despite the darkness of the closet. He whimpered, tasting the coppery hint of blood from where he was still biting his fist. If he doesn’t stop now…
Just then, the digits stopped, withdrew, and were replaced by something significantly more substantial. Remus almost screamed, catching himself just in time before he did so. Sirius drove into him relentlessly but would just not reach there. Remus whimpered in frustration. If he could just be taller… so he raised himself, both hands reaching and holding onto the closet hanging rod, feet rising to a tiptoe and… there. He shuddered and came, unconsciously letting out a moan. Sirius’ hand immediately clamped on Remus’ mouth, as he thrust a few more times before finishing violently inside Remus.
“Oh, there you are!” said a voice as dim light came through the suddenly opened door. Remus heart almost stopped as he stared in horror at Peter, Sirius’ hand still covering his mouth (not to mention, it’s still in there). “I’ve been looking all over for you, mate,” Peter slurred, looking at Sirius. Sirius just stared at him in shock. “Where’s Moony? Haven’t seen him. D’you reckon he went home with one of those girls?” Peter continued, still oblivious (miraculously) to Remus’ presence. Remus held his breath. “H-haven’t, uh, seen him either. W-why don’t you go look for Prongs. Yeah, you go look for Prongs,” Sirius said nervously. Peter stared at him for a while, “Yeah, I think I’ll do that. Yeah,” Peter slurred, wobbling his way to the kitchen.
Sirius hastily reached for the door and pulled it shut. “Mmpf!” He heard Remus as the other man struggled in front of him. Sirius removed his hand and stilled. “That was fuckin’ close,” He whispered, still unmoving. “Yeah. So why not pull out. Right. Now,” Remus whispered hotly. “Oh.” Sirius pulled out, followed by his cum dripping out of Remus’ opening. Remus groaned. “Cum inside me again and you’re dead.”
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The next day found James Potter with a throbbing headache and a woman’s underwear pulled over his head. He groaned as the light did nothing to his current state. He stood up shakily, removed the undergarment and slowly made his way through the throng of unconscious bodies, to the kitchen, where he found Sirius, his right cheek resting on his hand as the other held a cup of what smelled like coffee.
“Morning, mate. Rare of you to be up early on a day like this,” James said, moving to the counter to make a cup of tea. He only got a grunt in reply. Sirius wasn’t a morning person anyway. As he reached for a cup, James caught sight of Peter, passed out on his feet. “What the hell,” James stepped over Peter and walked towards Sirius.
“What’s up, mate? You’re unusually quiet. Where’s Moony?” James asked, taking a sip at his tea. Sirius remained silent. That’s when he heard it. It was just a small sound but it was clear enough if you listen carefully. “Are those smooching sounds I hear?” James asked, leaning towards Sirius. Sirius groaned and removed the hand that was on his cheek. James sputtered.
“Is that Snivellus on you cheek?”
A/N: The face mask settled well. Hope this chapter did, too! Please review!
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