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Someone Like You, Someone Like Me...	By : Kimmimaru Category: Harry Potter AU/AR > Slash - Male/Male Views: 4901 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 2
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Chapter Eight

The flat door banged against the wall as Sirius and Remus fell through it and onto the floor, they were tightly wrapped around each other, their lips moving with desperation as their hands tried to grab at every inch of each other’s bodies. Sirius’ erection strained painfully at his jeans, he lay on top of Remus struggling to breathe, his body shuddered violently as rough fingers yanked on his hair. He nipped at Remus’ lower lip and drew blood, they groaned into each other’s mouths. Finally the need to breathe became too much and they pulled apart, Sirius’ hair brushed Remus’ skin as he bent his head and began biting at his throat. He closed his eyes, his hands making fists in Sirius’ hair as he ground his hips against his lover. “Oh fuck…S-Sirius…C-Close…close the door…” He managed to gasp as he lost control of his senses.

Sirius groaned in irritation before aiming a vicious kick at the door, it closed with a slam the boys didn’t hear, Remus rolled Sirius onto his back and pinned his arms above his head. They returned to their frantic kissing, their mouths meeting in a violent clash of tongues, teeth and lips. Sirius wrenched his arms free and moved them down Remus’ body, he arched his back as he struggled to undo his lovers belt. Finger nails were dragged down his sides, beneath his t-shirt and he growled as teeth found his throat. Finally, after much fumbling he managed to open the belt, he ripped open the fly and pushed his hands into Remus’ pants. Both of them groaned heavily, devouring the noises as they kissed sloppily. Remus was hot and hard in his hand as Sirius tugged quickly on it, he felt his hips jerking in time with the movement and shivered. They could think of nothing but their bodies, pheromones flooded the room filling it with the scent of their desperation; Sirius used his free hand to yank down his own Jeans and moaned in relief when cool air hit his cock. “Oh Merlin, Yes!” He gasped as Remus took hold of him.

Their wolf counterparts growled and yelped in unison in their hearts; Remus’ eyes glowed with lust and had long ago turned the deep amber of the wolf. Sirius bit down on his lower lip as he gazed blindly into those eyes, he swore loudly and arched his back. His hand tightened on Remus’ erection as pleasure swamped him. They bucked against each other, seeking release with a ferocity neither had known they possessed, Remus’ usual stoic demeanour was shattered by his instincts. He thought of nothing, merely allowing his body to move and it was the most freeing feeling he had ever experienced. He felt Sirius shudder beneath him, the tone of his moans changed perceptibly and the scent of arousal peaked, Remus watched intently as he came undone. It was the most fascinating spectacle, his pupils devoured the irises until they turned as black as night, his lips parted slightly and he took a few sharp breaths that turned into tiny whimpers, his body went rigid and he finally closed his eyes, arching so he exposed his throat. Remus’ hips pushed forward into the tight ring formed by Sirius’ hand, he could feel his own orgasm crashing towards him with the force of a tidal wave but he wanted to see Sirius cum first. When he did he cried out Remus’ name, a sound of such longing that it pushed Remus over the edge and he bit down hard on the mark he had given Sirius all those months before.

Slowly they recovered, lying on the floor of Sirius’ nearly empty flat covered in semen and little wounds. Sirius lifted his soiled hand and ran his tongue over the mess Remus had made, Remus watched in fascination as that clever tongue cleaned the soft white skin. Sirius’ moan began to rekindle Remus’ sleepy libido, it seemed the wolf wouldn’t be satisfied with just that. He smiled and Sirius returned it. Remus pushed himself up and he moved so he was hovering above his mate and looking into his eyes, they stared at each other for a long time before they began kissing again. This lacked the urgency of the previous session but was no less intense, Sirius ran his hands through Remus’ hair and down his back so he pulled him closer. When they pulled apart their foreheads retained the contact and they shared a few breaths.

The passion began to increase as their kiss devolved, it became sloppier as they felt their erections return yet again. The strength with which they rekindled their passion was unexpected, Sirius hadn’t been so horny in his life, he ground his hips into Remus’ and felt him press back as the urgency of before returned with interest. This time Remus wasted no time in rolling Sirius onto his front, he forced his head down and pulled down his jeans all the way to his thighs, he yanked down his own and took a moment to catch his breath.

“Remus, fucking hurry!” Sirius gasped and got a slap on his arse for his effort. He groaned heavily and pushed back against Remus’ hand as it caressed his skin, he felt fingers glide over his thighs until they brushed his balls lightly. Remus wetted two of his fingers on one of his hands with his tongue before sliding them down Sirius’ crack slowly, he watched those muscles tense and listened to his lovers heavy breathing before pushing them into his body.

Pleasure sent tingles across Sirius’ skin, he pushed back eagerly against those penetrating fingers as they prepared him. He closed his eyes and let his head drop so it rested on his arm. He clutched at the carpet with his free hand as he resisted the urge to grab hold of his own hardening cock. “R-Remus…Oh Merlin…H-Hurry…” He hissed through gritted teeth.

Remus took that as a sign and pulled his fingers free, Sirius gave a soft whine of disappointment before Remus was lining himself up and pressing against him. He pushed himself past the barrier and froze as he waited for his lover to adjust, when Sirius was ready he pushed back insistently until Remus sighed in relief and grabbed Sirius’ wrist in one hand. He was encased in intense, tight heat and he hissed air through his teeth as he pulled on Sirius’ arm, pushing himself forward at the same time. Sirius’ body responded by moving against him, they moaned heavily and Remus leaned forward, over Sirius’ back and he began nipping, biting and licking at the skin on the back of his neck. “Sirius…” He breathed as he began moving his hips faster. Sirius moaned and he responded.

Their movements gradually became frantic, their passion heightened until their cries began to grow louder. Sirius writhed beneath Remus and muttered incoherent obscenities into the air. They moved together, Remus using fast, brutal thrusts and Sirius pushing back as hard as he could. They were no longer boys; they became some kind of hybrid of animal and human. Their grunts and groans became harsh, the air filled with their mingled scents and when Sirius closed his eyes he began to get flashes of random images; long, soft grey fur, amber eyes, white teeth…he moaned and arched his back. It was as if someone had overlaid sensations, one over the other; in reality he could feel Remus’ skin against his own, in his half-confused brain he could have sworn he was feeling fur against him. When Remus bit at his neck and shoulder he was half certain that they were not human teeth piercing his skin. When Remus growled it was not a human voice box making the deep, rumbling noise. The confused images, scents and sounds sent his head spinning and it wasn’t long before he was clawing desperately at the carpet and convinced he was actually with a wolf, he cried out loudly as sharp nails cut into his sides, his body jerking at the pain.

Remus could only think of one thing; he needed to cum. The thought consumed him until he was blind to all else, his hands gripped Sirius so tightly he left long red scratches across his pale skin. He felt it building in his gut, a deep well of pressured lava and he gasped when a spike of brutal, beautiful pleasure drove itself right into his very core.

“Oh…oh shit…!” Sirius gasped as he felt Remus cum, he arched his back, his fingers digging into the carpet as he lowered his head and let his own orgasm wipe away all thoughts.

They collapsed to the carpet, both of their hearts beat rapidly in their chests and their bodies shook with exhaustion. Remus lay on his side with his chest pressed firmly against Sirius’ back, he smiled and began nipping lightly at the back of his mates neck, slowly he ran fingers over the taught muscles of Sirius’ abdomen. “That was…bloody fantastic.” Sirius breathed and almost purred as Remus kissed his shoulder.

“Mm.” Remus agreed, he wasn’t in any fit state to form any coherent sentences and he never wanted to move again even if the carpet was scratchy against his exposed skin.

“We should shower…” Sirius muttered, his face half pressed into the carpet.

“Probably.” Remus replied.

Sirius shifted, the movement making Remus groan softly as he was still buried in his lovers body. “Come on then…” He struggled out of their sweaty embrace and stood on shaky legs. Remus looked up at him and sent him a half-hearted glare before giving in and letting himself be helped to his feet.

They spent the rest of the holidays fucking whenever they could, Remus was helpless against the urges of his inner wolf. He was struck at inopportune moments with an insatiable need for Sirius and it was driving them both insane. The orgasms were intense, the pleasure phenomenal but there was something odd about it all, something that Sirius’ human mind couldn’t accept. He was sore more often than not but he continued to get erections that wouldn’t be satisfied with a simple bout of masturbation. Apparently Moony was on a mission to do the impossible, instinct ignored practicality and it appeared that the wolf would go to any lengths to attempt to get Sirius pregnant. Sirius thought that it would have been hilarious had it been anyone else, but his body could only take so much and one night he decided enough was enough.

They lay in Sirius’ bed as the half moon peaked through the curtains at them, highlighting the world in eerily beautiful silver tones. Remus began kissing at Sirius’ throat, nipping harshly at the already bruised skin. Sirius grabbed his face and forced their eyes to meet, a pained expression crossing his face. “Not tonight, Remus…I’m too sore…”

Remus opened his mouth to say that it was ok, he really didn’t mind and had no wish to hurt him but what came out was a voice that sounded nothing like him. It was deep, it rasped through his throat like someone who had not used his voice in very long time. “No. Mine.”

Sirius’ eyes widened and he pulled himself away from Remus. “You what?!”

“You…mate. You mine.” Remus tried to prevent his body from reacting, he tried to wrest back control but it was as if he had been locked away in some kind of prison within his own mind; he could only watch as he pinned his best friend against the headboard and force their lips to meet. Sirius struggled, it was an automated response and he couldn’t help it. He grabbed Remus’ shoulders and pushed him away. They froze for a moment, gazing into each other’s eyes and Sirius saw that his friends had turned golden amber in the dim light. He felt a shiver of fear up his spine and began wiggling free of his lovers grip.

“No…Remus…get off of me.” He twisted and rolled to the opposite side of the bed, Remus watched him go with a blank face. As he looked into those cold, pitiless eyes Sirius heard that little voice in the back of his mind, a voice that was not his own; Submit. He is Alpha… He shook his head in denial of that voice, he was in too much pain. His human body couldn’t take that amount of rough sex. “We can fuck in a few days…I just need time…”

Remus cocked his head to one side, he exuded calm confidence and each movement was smooth and agile. Remus was not the one in control. Sirius backed up as the wolf in the boys skin moved closer, he almost fell off the bed but managed to put one foot on the floor. “Look…just…just let me have some time I-” Submit. Mate. Give him what he wants. “Moony…come on, be reasonable!” He raised his voice, as if to drown out the desire that didn’t belong to him. He fought desperately with those wolfish instincts battling with his human ones. He wouldn’t do it. He couldn’t! He was tired, he was battered and bruised and he really did not understand how he could have an erection. Fear made his hackles stand on end as he retreated across the room, he lifted his hands in a placating gesture. “Calm down, it’s one night! Just…just one night!” Sirius realised he wasn’t getting through, the wolf would not be persuaded. Slowly he dropped his hands and stood facing Moony across the room, he narrowed his eyes. “Remus, if you’re in there, take control. I know you’re stronger than this! You are not an animal!”

Remus paused, his head cocked to one side as he surveyed Sirius curiously. Slowly he grinned, the smile revealing sharp canine teeth. “You’re not Alpha, you mate. You submit…or…I force you to.”

Sirius felt slightly put off by the way the wolf was speaking, with each word it seemed to gain more defined, as if it was searching through Remus’ human memories and slowly learning to talk. He shivered, no books he had ever read on werewolves had mentioned a phenomenon like this. Werewolves were merely beasts, beasts who could not recognise friend from foe…so why was Moony suddenly taking control of Remus’ body and actually learning to speak? Without conscious thought Sirius’ eyes drifted towards the door, Remus seemed to spot this and he moved faster than Sirius had ever seen Human Remus move. Sirius found himself slammed painfully into the wall, he cracked his head and gasped as he slid down it with a groan. Moony crouched over him, head cocked to one side in that same questioning expression. “Remus…” Sirius muttered, pushing himself up again, fighting his instincts with every ounce of his being. “Fight it.” He pleaded as impossibly strong fingers grabbed him by the neck and forced him to the floor, he struggled violently but the wolf was stronger than him. Submit and you won’t get hurt. Mate. Submit. Do your duty. “NO! Damnit! I’m not a wolf!” He writhed against the abnormally heavy body holding him down, but it was like trying to push a great big lead dummy off of him. Remus growled, a low, forbidding sound that made Sirius want to lie still but he only flinched before resuming his battle against the inevitable.

Remus screamed desperately inside his prison, he watched through his own eyes, helpless to prevent his body’s actions. He screamed and tried to fight his way back but it was impossible. The wolf’s consciousness was strange yet familiar, like a vast pool or lake full of a dark, unknown force of impossible magnitude. The wolf was aware, he wasn’t just some beast who ripped himself free of the boy he shared a body with every month, after years of transformations he had become much more. He could feel Sirius’ resistance, both mental and physical as he fought against the immense power of the wolf but it was futile. Remus shook his mental cell with everything he had but it was no use, he was going to do irrevocable damage to one of his best friends, to a man he had come to love in such a short amount of time and the thought was killing him.

Sirius found himself looking into golden eyes, eyes that he was intimately familiar with but hated all the same. He bared his teeth in an automatic snarl as the beast wearing his best friends skin grabbed him by the throat and squeezed, his breath was cut off and he jerked his body, trying to throw the thing off of him. He was tiring, he could feel it deep in muscles, it was like trying to move Hogwarts with his bare hands. His lungs began to burn for air, he stared into those eyes and saw a single tear track Remus’ cheek. He automatically reached up with one shaking hand and wiped it away before his hand fell back to his side, he closed his eyes briefly as those strong hands released him and he gasped in a breath. Moony took the chance to roll him onto his front and tear down his pyjama bottoms, he felt the fight leave him as he buried his face in his arms and felt his body relax. “Bastard…” He hissed hot fingers were wrapped around the base of his neck, the gesture possessive and frightening but also strangely erotic. He shuddered. “I hate you.”

It was over in a surprisingly short amount of time, Remus made sure to leave bite marks across Sirius’ skin, the wounds were bloody and raw looking but they would scar which is what the wolf wanted. His mate needed to remember who he belonged to, he didn’t want to have to fight every time they mated. The wolf was fully aware that his mate would be incapable of producing cubs but he hadn’t chosen him for that reason. His mate was a perfect match for him, he had considered the other options by going through his Human’s memories; there was the small rat-boy who was rank with weakness and cowardice, he was an extremely unsuitable mate. There was the one with the metal around his eyes, he was a better option as he was brave and intelligent but he was far too prideful and wolf didn’t like the stench of ‘prey’ that clung to him every full moon. No, he had chosen his mate well, this one was perfect and he also sensed a certain vague, curious desire in his Human long before he had decided to make his claim. His human was pleased with this too and that made things easier, not that he put much store in what his Human thought, he was incapable of understanding the need for a pack, he was incapable of understanding Wolf’s need for a mate and even food. It had taken years to gather pack, and he liked Human’s choices (except for rat, rat wasn’t to be trusted, but he was not allowed to eat rat and solve that issue) Stag was good, he was strong and although a bit nervy he had potential to become invaluable to pack but his favourite choice, and the one he understood most was Dog. Dog was good. Dog was, in fact, perfect. He had waited patiently for a blue moon and when it had come he had been strong enough to overwhelm Dog, then Dog had become his. Wolf smiled using Human’s face as he gazed down at his mate, he curled up at his side and began licking the wounds he had created, he wanted to teach his mate a lesson but he wasn’t overly cruel.

Sirius felt the familiar warmth of Remus’ tongue and shivered as it glided over his wounds; slowly it cleared away the blood and left the wounds stinging in the cold air. He groaned and shifted slightly, unwilling to open his eyes and see the wolf behind his best friend’s eyes. “Why?” He whispered softly.

“You fought, I simply enforced my dominance. You know how it works, or at least the creature inside you does…you are mine. You belong to me. I wish you would understand that and accept your place, I want you by my side forever.” Wolf nuzzled gently at his mates throat, lapping at the skin behind his ear and leaving an affectionate nip behind.

Sirius said nothing to that, he sighed and opened his eyes to gaze across the room. It hurt too much to move as he lay still and tried to pretend it had never happened. He took a deep, shuddery breath and forced himself into a sitting position, the room swayed dangerously but he closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth until it had passed. He felt oddly numb and he wanted that feeling to stay for as long as possible, because otherwise he would be forced to think and thinking would be dangerous. Slowly he rose to his feet and fell back into the wall as he legs tried to give way on him, he caught himself and waited for another wave of dizziness to pass before forcing his aching limbs to move. “I’m going to have a bath…” He rasped and felt those haunting amber eyes follow him to the bathroom.

Once in the bath Sirius sat in the scolding water for a long time, he did nothing but stare at the opposite wall blankly. His mind had stopped. Simply stopped and even if he wanted to think it would have been impossible. Finally he lifted his hands and poured water from his palms over his head, his eyes continued to stare ahead of himself blindly as random flashes of images crossed his minds eye. Distantly, as if from another dimension, he heard familiar, distorted voices;

…Filthy whore! You defile your good name with your unnatural ways!

You deserve this, boy! Normal methods of discipline obviously have no effect.

Shh, this is your fault. You know that you’re worthless; your only asset is this fine body.

Be quiet and it won’t hurt as much…

Relax damn you!

Pathetic! Look at you, lying there and crying like a little girl! Get yourself up and washed, you disgust me you foul, unnatural creature! You seduce me then have the gall to accuse me of befouling you?!

How could you?! You took my youth, my looks and now you take my husband?! You disgust me! Get out! GET OUT!

Sirius’ stomach cramped painfully and he doubled over, his eyes squeezed shut tightly as his body began to shake violently. “Fuck.” He groaned. He took another shuddering breath and held it for a second before releasing it again, his hands shook violently as he picked up the soap and began scrubbing himself. He washed his body, over and over again until his skin was raw. His wounds bled sluggishly and stained the water pink, all the while he continued to stare blindly at the white tiled wall of the bathroom and tried to ignore the screams from a past he tried to forget.

Remus sat outside the bathroom, his knees drawn into his chest and his face buried in them. Sirius had been in the bathroom an inordinate amount of time, surely his water must have gone cold by now? He shuddered and wrapped his arms firmly about his knees as he thought back on what he’d done. “I’m sorry. I’m so…so sorry…” He whispered into the empty hall way. He felt guilt rise like bile in his throat, it choked him until he let out an odd noise like a sob. He hadn’t meant for things to get so carried away, he had tried to stop it. He had tried to regain control but the wolf had always been so much stronger than him. He was powerless against the intense force of the wolf, he was little more than a helpless child and he had always known it. He was no better than the nasty werewolves who went around killing and destroying lives indiscriminately, he was nothing but an animal that needed to be put down for good. He pushed hands into his hair and gripped it tightly as he remembered the pain in Sirius’ eyes as he had taken him by force, he shuddered and groaned as a self hatred so powerful it overwhelmed even the soothing emotions of the wolf. Sirius would hate him now, he would never again look at him and Remus knew he would deserve every ounce of hatred Sirius heaped upon him. He didn’t deserve friends. He should never have allowed them to get close to him, he should never have allowed them close enough to work out his secret…he should never have attended school because his kind didn’t deserve happiness. His kind should be locked away. He slowly took his hands away from his face and stared at the patterned wall paper a moment, he could hear Sirius finishing his bath but the sound paled in significance compared to the voice in his head;

You cannot leave him, I will not let you. If you try I will force you back to his side. We’re mated and bonded, he is mine now and if you stop resisting he could be yours as well…Remus, old friend, I know you’ve wanted it. You’ve wanted it since he first smiled at you at the table in the great hall. I know you as well as I know myself, just as you know me. We could be so much more if we simply worked together, if you stopped denying me! It is pointless to deny a part of yourself…you cannot get rid of me…you cannot ignore me.
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