Fetching Remus (2/2)
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immaLucius had hardly dared breathe as Remus had moved against him, kissed him so sweetly and then moved onto him, nestling on him. His words had sung clear through Lucius, expanding the warmth that had been in his belly for some time now.
He brought up his hand and ran his fingers gently through the ruffled soft hair, silently delighting over the fact that Severus, after all, had not had this privilege. Lucius then opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was getting dark outside.
The moon was almost, but not quite, full. He looked down at the head nestled on his chest, watching it for a few minutes and wondering if Remus was going to change. But it didn’t seem like it.
“You’re not an animal, Remus, even if do you act like a bitch,” Lucius whispered. He let his other hand glide over the soft skin on Remus’ back, drawing lazy circles between the shoulder blades, before moving down to rest on the small of his back. Lucius lifted his head slightly and kissed the coppery hair, inhaling the slightly musky scent. He envied Remus for the ability to gauge other’s feeling just by smell.
He would dearly like to know what the man really felt for him. But there was other evidence to sample from, as Lucius realized when he felt Remus’ erection grow against his thigh at his caresses. And the way he seemed to melt into Lucius, a trusting, seemingly fragile and yet strong move. The feelings that stirred in him suddenly leapt beyond lust. Beyond anything he had felt for anyone before. Even the way he had felt in the beginning of his marriage with the mother of his son.
His hand in Remus’ hair slipped down over the ear, over the jawline and stopped to let the thumb rest on the soft and faintly open lips. The hot breath moving over his bared chest and his finger sent shivers through Lucius. This was hard, god dammit, so hard not just to ravage Remus right there and now.
To take what was obviously his, and to use it. His upbringing screamed for dominance and force, while his unfamiliar feelings softly whispered for patience and love. Lucius swallowed as he let himself go a little bit further. The hand on Remus’ back moved further down and cupped one, ohh so fine, cheek.
He whispered into the hair. “And if you ARE an animal, Lupin, you’re MY animal now.” He squeezed the ass cheek slightly and waited for a reaction, not wanting to indulge his dominant side too much just yet.
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Remus let the hands and voice sooth him, sinking deeply into contentment. **Only Malfoy could call someone a bitch and make it sound like a compliment.**
Before he could completely pass out from the vast amounts of alcohol he had consumed, Remus roused himself and lifted his head just enough to nudge Lucius’ shirt aside and shower attention on Lucius’ small rosy nipple.
He teased the flesh with his nose a bit before licking tentatively.
Lucius moaned and let his head fall back as Remus’ tongue moved over his sensitive nipple. His hand had slid down to Remus’ cheek at the move and Lucius let it glide into the short hair at his neck, entwining his fingers in it, gently pressing Remus’ head closer to his chest.
Lucius slowly disentangled his left leg from between Remus’ and moved it outwards to catch him fully. With Remus settled between his legs, he pulled him up, one hand cupping his neck and one his ass cheek, until they lay face to face.
Their cocks now only separated by the soft fabric of Lucius’ trousers, their lips only inches apart. Lucius looked into Remus’ feral eyes, mapping the yellow specks in the hazel green depths.
Remus’ breath caught as he was pushed and pulled forward to lie evenly with Lucius. He shivered at the friction the movement caused in his groin, making him wish that there was no cloth between himself and the man beneath him.
As his body settled, he looked down and met Lucius’ strange silvery-grey eyes. He saw lust, and need, and other things that he didn’t want to contemplate in his current state of inebriation.
Experimentally, he circled his hips, and felt a definite stirring in Lucius’ pants. His smile at this was guileless, an expression rarely seen on the jaded werewolf’s face.
Deciding to be himself rather than the subdued man he chose to show the world, Remus laughed joyfully and brought his elbows up to rest on either side of Lucius’ face, his hands burying themselves into the luxurious mass of bright hair.
Eyes sparkling, Remus leaned down and slowly licked Lucius’ face from jawline to brow, delighted at the slight roughness of stubble he found there.
Lucius inhaled sharply as Remus moved his hips. His erection strained against cloth, demanding release from its current prison. But soon Lucius attention was caught by the delightful laughter coming from Remus and the light in the hazel eyes.
He leaned up slightly to capture the delicious lips, but Remus beat him to it and the wet lick sent spikes of fire down into his groin.
“Remus..” Lucius pulled the man’s head down again to face him and kissed him passionately, forcing his tongue into the sweet and still brandy-laced mouth. He crossed his legs behind Remus, pressing him closer, grinding their cocks together. He moaned into Remus’ mouth.
Remus’ tongue snaked between Lucius’ lips, stroking the roof of his mouth slowly, smiling at the moans Lucius made and the sharp spike of ecstasy he scented in the air.
He shifted forward just a bit, still exploring. He felt the legs holding him loosen as Lucius was passionately kissed. Taking advantage of this, he sat up swiftly, straddling Lucius, squeezing his legs together against the firm thighs.
He rocked forward a bit, sliding up and back on the impressive erection between them. His expression turned mischievous as he brought his hands down to fondle Lucius through his trousers. The body beneath him jerked at the contact, and he laughed out loud again.
Running his fingers up and down the covered length, Remus continued rocking his hips languidly, enjoying the sensations coursing through him.
“So, Lucius,” his husky voice split the silence of the room, “Tell me what you want. I’m in a generous mood tonight, but I want you to SAY it.” He increased the pressure in his hands and stroked Lucius more firmly. “Shall I do something about THIS?” Remus moved one hand to glide along the skin just above Lucius’ waistband, and with the other grasped as much of his lover’s erection as he could without freeing it from his pants.
“Remus…yes…” Lucius’ voice was hoarse with desire as Remus grasped him. He was panting unevenly now, his white-knuckled fists clutching the bed covers. He involuntarily jerked upwards as Remus tightened his grip slightly.
“Oh Merlin…” he released the bed covering with one hand and tried to free his cock from its prison himself, but his lover’s hand just batted him away.
Frantic in his lust and craving he bucked against Remus, but to no avail. Somewhere in Lucius’ brain a small coherent thought formed.
**Answer him, god dammit, answer him…answer him…**
Lucius hated to beg but this was too much. Crying out he finally formed the wanted reply “Yes, you bitch, I want you to do something about THIS. S…”
His breath hitched in his throat as his lover moved his hand slightly over Lucius’ abdomen “…Damn you…please…yes….please…” Lucius closed his eyes and hissed “damn you…”
Remus’ mouth quirked evilly as Lucius pleaded. “Oh, Lucius...I’ll do what you want, but only because you beg so prettily.” He swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped his lover’s pants, freeing the throbbing cock. He gasped slightly and widened his eyes. **Who knew that Malfoy’s had this nice package hidden all this time?**
Remus ran his hand over the velvety skin. When he reached the tip, he spread the liquid he found there around a bit, easing the friction. As his partner writhed on the bed, Remus gracefully slid around on his knees until he was straddling Lucius’ chest, his ankles sliding under the broad shoulders, feet resting on either side of Malfoy’s head.
Before Lucius could protest this seemingly weird position, Remus went down on his elbows and engulfed the needy cock into his mouth, sucking strongly on the up-stroke, swirling his tongue over and around on the way back down. The pace was leisurely, teasing.
Remus made quick work of shoving the bothersome trousers down to Lucius’ feet, then returned his hands to rest on the fit, muscular thighs. His strong fingers dug into Lucius’ legs, grasping and releasing in time to his agonizingly slow movements.
Finally finding something to hold on to, Lucius grabbed Remus’ thighs and dug his fingers into the flesh, almost certainly leaving bruises, as currents of ecstasy ravaged through his body, leaving his mind almost blank.
He opened his eyes and was met with a wonderful sight: Remus’ well defined ass, and yes, also Remus’ straining cock, bobbing with every movement he made. Only inches away, Remus was very well situated over his upper chest. Wicked thoughts entered his mind, finally filling the void.
His hands quickly let go of the bruised thighs and skated up his lover’s hips, taking a firm hold on them. He slowly pulled Remus backwards, slightly pausing to moan every time his own cock was sucked into Remus’ hot mouth.
Finally he was able to reach his goal, and just to state that to Remus, he lifted his head slightly and flicked his tongue over the soft scrotum. Then Lucius quickly squeezed one ass cheek with one hand as the other snaked around his lover’s leg and took hold of the throbbing cock, stroking it once.
Remus allowed his lower body to be straightened out a bit, assuming Lucius had something pleasurable in mind. Even so, he was unprepared for the wet swipe over his balls.
“Oh! Yes...” He exclaimed as Lucius’ penis slid out of his mouth. He regained his frazzled composure with a moan as Lucius grasped his cock and stroked it. “Oh, Fuck, Lucius...” he ground out, then he took a deep breath and slid his mouth back down over his partner’s rock-hard erection.
Remus’ toes curled into Lucius’ hair and his skin shivered as all his nerve endings seemed to lead straight to his groin. He shifted his weight slightly to bring one hand up, and carefully cradled Lucius’ balls in his fingers, rolling them gently. In contrast, he scraped his teeth lightly along the heated length in his mouth, pleased when his action was rewarded with a sharp gasp.
He stilled his movement, mouthing the straining head of Lucius’ cock, flicking his tongue rapidly along the slit he found there. He moved his hand up to stroke the shaft as his tongue did it’s best to drive Lucius crazy with need.
He himself found he was moaning almost constantly around the flesh in his mouth, the sensations shooting up from his cock demanding a vocal outlet. **Well, THIS can’t go on too long, or neither of us will last for the main event,** he thought. But oh, what sweet torture it was!
Lucius tried to remember his lover’s name, but he wasn’t even able to remember his own right now. But that didn’t stop him, though, for what was a name? Nothing; but a label to put on a box. Lucius closed his eyes in pure abandon as warmth flowed through him, filling him like molten lave.
Captured by bliss and moaning, he continued to lick and suck the soft skin, at the same time and in the same pace as he stroked the cock in his hand, slowly letting his thumb circle the head every time before descending again.
Unconsciously he had followed his lover’s pace, not being able to set one himself, as he was sucked deeper and deeper into a maelstrom of pleasure. Lucius let his tongue play around the balls before he sucked them into his mouth and gently fondled them with his tongue.
Remus slowly pulled his mouth off of Lucius and sat still just a moment more to savor the feel of his lover’s mouth and hand. He knew something else had to happen or it would all be over. Groaning with momentary disappointment, he levered himself away from Lucius and quickly turned around once more.
Now facing Lucius, he took in the rumpled, fuckable look of his partner. “Lucius, you look fantastic like this,” he whispered, leaning down to ravage that mouth one more time. The kiss was aggressive, teeth clashing, tongues battling for dominance.
Finally he sat upright again, his lips red and wet, already swelling slightly from the harshness of their last encounter.
Remus, still drunk and now incredibly aroused, smiled radiantly and closed his eyes, raising his arms above his head to stretch languidly. He brought his hands down to Lucius’ chest, trailing his nails down over the planes he found there. His fingers left red lines and he chuckled.
“If I’m to be your bitch after all, Malfoy, you must tell me how you want me.” He shifted quickly, rubbing his hardness against Lucius’. “Or would you rather show me?” Remus brought his arms back up, lacing his fingers behind his head, one eyebrow raised in challenge.
Lucius mourned the loss of Remus’ mouth on his cock, but the fierce kiss had been equally rewarding, leaving him feeling debauched but somehow more collected, his upper brain functions returning. He looked at Remus, straddling him, stretching and ohhhh… shifting against him.
“Fuck, Remus…I just want to fuck the last remnants of wit out of you, finally shutting you up and …” Lucius gasped as his lover shifted again, the challenging look still in the green eyes. “…and then I will make you beg for more.”
Moving swiftly, Lucius rose to a sitting position. A slight dizziness rolled over him, but nevertheless he forcefully took hold of Remus’ arms and reversed the situation. Finally being in a position to do what he wanted, Lucius went for a little revenge.
He pinned Remus’ arms against the bed and smirked. Grinding his erection against his lover’s, he clamped his lips and teeth over one rosy nipple and bit down hard. Hearing the loud cry of pain and lust, he quickly released it again and smiled against it before he slowly licked around it, soothing the taut nub. He released one arm and put his hand to Remus’ slightly parted lips, sliding one finger inside as he continued to lavish attention on the abused nipple.
Remus let out a harsh breath as his back slammed into the mattress. Before he could clear his foggy brain, he found his arms pinned to the bed and felt a sharp pain in one of his nipples. Sharp, yet damn good. He cried out in agony and shock, but soon felt soft wetness easing the hurt. He groaned deep in his throat and didn’t even try to struggle.
As he panted, a finger made its way into his mouth as suction began on his aching nipple. Without realizing it, Remus sucked the digit in time to the pressure on his skin.
All of his senses seemed to mingle together: The feel of Lucius’ cock against his; the wet pressure on his chest; the finger thrusting in and out of his mouth; the strong hand holding one arm pinned to the bed...And that was merely touch! His other senses seemed sharpened as well, the scents of himself and his lover mingling in to one musky, sweaty, arousing jumble; The taste of the flesh in his mouth swirled together with the remnants of brandy and the tang of precum; and the sounds...Oh, God, the sounds...
Remus felt himself drifting on a cushion of passion and liquor...For a moment he knew he was very close to passing out. “Lucius...Lucius...Stop!” His composure was slipping badly, this feeling was new to him. Some unknown force seemed to be pulling him, willing him to let go and slip into insensibility.
As Lucius became aware of his words and began to still, Remus got hold of his emotions and chuckled ruefully.
“Sorry, sorry, don’t stop, I’m fine.” Without hesitation Lucius resumed his attentions.
As the sensual assault renewed on his body, Remus gasped at a sharp and sudden need to be fucked, hard and well. He’d never felt this way before, never wanted that before. He’d be damned if he let Lucius know that he was untouched in that way. **Wouldn’t that just go to his fucking head?** Remus chuckled throatily at himself, but it was short lived and shortly turned into wordless moans of incredible pleasure.
“Lucius!” He groaned, becoming desperate. “Lucius! Now! Fuck me, now, I can’t wait anymore!” He threw his head back and began panting in time to the thrusts against him, which had become increasingly hard, shifting his body up with each push. “Ah...ah...ah...God! PLEASE, Lucius!” Remus hoped Malfoy would make his move, for as the seconds ticked by, he felt more sure that he couldn’t do much more than lie there and take whatever it was his lover chose to give him.
Deeply satisfied with Remus’ outcries, and intent upon heeding them shortly, Lucius withdrew his slick finger from his lover’s mouth and circled it around the other nipple, before he moved his mouth to join it and bit down again. The renewed outcry was immensely arousing and he let his teeth remain a little longer this time, to distract his lover.
He swiftly moved a little to the left, without releasing the bite, and quickly pushed Remus’ leg further away and up with his right hand. The improved access was soon exploited as Lucius reached between them and let the slick finger glide down to the puckered entrance. Just as he slid it inside Remus, he released his teeth from the taut nub began suckling it, drawing it into his mouth and letting his tongue play with it.
Lucius slowly turned the finger and thrust it a little further inside. He moaned against the nipple at the tight pressure as Remus clenched around his finger. It was indeed a long time since Remus had been with anyone, or had he ever…? Lucius would have to be careful…or not.
As his lover relaxed around the finger, he drew it out again and coated three fingers with his own saliva, relishing the taste of Remus. He reached down again and carefully inserted two long slender fingers
Before Remus could react with clenching, Lucius smirked and peeked up at his lover’s face as he purposefully let his fingers brush against Remus’ prostate repeatedly as he moved them back and forth.
Remus screamed out as a totally foreign sensation coursed through him. It was so intensely GOOD, it almost hurt. His back arched hard off the bed as Lucius continued his painful explorations that always ended with a burst of ecstasy.
Remus knew Lucius had his fingers inside him, but how many? And if those hurt, how would his considerable cock feel when he finally pushed it into him? He didn’t care. He had to have Lucius inside him, and not his damn fingers.
Remus reached both arms above his head to grasp the iron bars of the headboard. His hold was so tight that his knuckles paled immediately, the muscles in his arms visibly straining. He flexed his arms with each thrust, attempting to get Lucius’ fingers as deeply in him as he could. It wasn’t deep enough.
Seriously doubting his sanity could hold out much longer, Remus resorted to begging, knowing he would regret it later.
“Oh, God, please, Lucius, NOW! NOW!” He raised his head to stare at Lucius, and the sight made him even more desperate. Malfoy stared back at him, fingers working. And the bastard grinned.
Eyes blazing, Remus’ glare bored into his lover. All dignity thrown to the wayside, he cried out: “Now, Lucius! I’m ready, don’t care if it hurts, WANT it to hurt, NEED you NOW Lucius! Fuck me, ram it into me, Lucius RIGHT NOW! I’m BEGGING YOU!”
Remus arched his neck back, unable to lift it any longer. He bent his knees and growled fiercely, panting and muttering incoherently.
Lucius chuckled against Remus’ heaving chest, and lifted his head again to look at Remus “Only because you beg so prettily, my love”. He held his wand hand still for a second, aimed inside Remus and whispered “Lubricatis minora”. Satisfied with the result, he withdrew his fingers and rose to a kneeling position between his lover’s legs, shortly taking in the breathtaking sight in front of him.
He lifted Remus’ hips from the bed. “Put your legs around me, love,” he whispered, more demanding than requesting. Remus obliged and folded his legs loosely around Lucius’ back. Lucius positioned himself against the tight opening and glanced up at his lover’s face.
Slowly, ohhh… so painfully slowly he pushed the head of his slick cock inside with a deep moan. Sweat ran down his face and his chest as he tried to restrain himself from simply pounding into that hot, delicious tightness.
He paused, reached around Remus’ leg and took the neglected cock into his hand. He stroked it gently, and when his lover began relaxing, he began pushing deeper, “oh… God… so tight… so good… “ Panting, Lucius threw his head back and closed his eyes, focusing solely on moving slowly inside and on Remus. Finally he was buried to the hilt and let out a low groan.
Again he paused, not trusting himself fully to be able to go through with another move without climaxing. Lucius took a deep calming breath, drew out and then began thrusting into Remus, stroking the straining cock. First slowly, but then steadily faster and harder, gasping and moaning his lover’s name with every move.
Remus snickered breathily as Lucius threw his own mocking words back in his face. Deciding for the time being to follow his partner’s orders, he locked his ankles together behind Lucius’ broad back, allowing his lover ample access to him. He glowered down through slitted eyes, waiting for penetration of a sort he’d never felt before. As he realized the tip of that wonderful cock was nudging at him, his gaze locked with Lucius’.
Remus couldn’t help but squeeze his eyes shut as that sizeable length pushed into him agonizingly slowly. He grimaced at the intense wash of pain that engulfed him, not knowing whether it would ease if his partner went slower or faster.
“Lucius! Move, Lucius! Hurts, fuck! Hurts...” He wondered briefly if he had just unintentionally let Malfoy know this was his first time taking anyone into himself. Given the circumstances, that a considerably large penis was currently shoving its way into a very small opening on his body, Remus decided he’d worry about that later.
Suddenly a large hand grasped his erection and started pumping away. Taking his mind off the discomfort, this allowed Remus to relax his muscles and let Lucius the rest of the way in. He heard that cultured voice moaning about how good it felt, and shivers went up his spine. He hoped that he could soon honestly say the same, but for this moment in time, his ass was on fire.
A few moments more, and he felt Lucius’ balls settle against his ass. **Finally, God, that seemed like forever...** He squirmed on the bed, opening his eyes to see his lover poised above him, head thrown back, eyes shut; he looked like a god himself, with that amazing hair streaming around his face, his high cheekbones flushed with passion. He was utterly still, from the hand around Remus’ cock to the fingers digging into his thigh.
“Lucius!” Remus gasped. “Please, move, please fuck me, Lucius...” As his partner did just that, the pain eased off slowly, replaced by a feeling of pressure and fullness. Then the man above him shifted his hips a bit and drove in at a different angle.
Remus’ eyes flew open and he arched off the bed violently as a current of ecstasy exploded inside of him. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but every time Lucius thrust into him, the feeling returned, more intense with every stroke.
Remus’ eyes glazed over as he was thoroughly fucked. His hands still grasped the headboard, knuckles dead white from his grip. He heard a guttural growling howl echo in the room every time Lucius pounded into him. He laughed maniacally as it registered that this cry was coming from himself.
“Lu-Lu-Lucius! You...made...me...h-h-howl...after...a-a-all!” He gasped out, his words expelling with each thrust into his now eager body.
Remus’ words intoxicated Lucius, urged him with frantic demands. But when the howls filled the room he almost stilled, startled by the unusual sound. He looked down at Remus in disbelief, which quickly turned into the famed smirk as he was reminded of his lover’s earlier taunt.
“Yes, Lupin..” deep hard thrust in
“it certainly…” slowly out again
“seems…” shallow thrust and fast out again
“that way…” deep quick thrust
“and…” slowly out
“you will…” very very slow in again
“howl again...”
Lucius’ smooth voice broke at the last word as he almost withdrew completely when his own teasing brought him frighteningly close to climaxing
**notyetnotyetnotyet** his mind chanted. Suddenly Lucius just needed to be much closer to Remus. He wanted to feel his lover’s skin against his own, no, he craved it. Almost as if acting upon instinct, Lucius buried himself as deeply as he could in his lover and then slowly began leaning forward to cover Remus’ writhing body with his own.
He released Remus’ cock and thigh and let his spread fingers glide up over the taut abdomen, the heaving chest, the muscled arms until his fingers reached Remus’ wrists and they lay chest against chest, nose against nose. Lucius wrapped his slender fingers over his lover’s hands on the iron bars, tilted his head slightly to the side and kissed Remus passionately, still not moving inside him.
As the kiss deepened, Lucius almost withdrew his cock again, only to thrust hard back in, once. He groaned into Remus’ mouth. The climax was still very near, he could feel his muscles tense as his nerve endings started to tingle everywhere, from his scalp to his toes. He had never experienced anything like that before. With a gasp Lucius drew out of the kiss.
A loud unearthly howl again filled the room. With an expression of pure satisfaction he smiled down at Remus who lay with open mouth and closed eyes, gasping for air as Lucius was.
**By Merlin, he is beautiful** that thought almost sent Lucius over the edge, but before his body could make up its mind, he claimed Remus’ mouth again and started fucking him in wild abandon, brushing hard against the prostate with every move.
Soon his mind exploded in ecstasy, filling it with stars of unimaginable brightness. His body tensed, he threw back his head and let out a hoarse wordless cry as he thrust once more, releasing himself deeply into Remus in hot pulses.
Remus went boneless as his whole body began to tingle. It was almost as if a low level electrical shock was coursing through him, centered around the pounding in his ass.
As Lucius lowered his body onto his, their sweat-slicked skin gliding together, Remus closed his eyes and saw flashes of light beneath his eyelids. His cock throbbed, demanding release, the movement of their bodies creating a warm channel between them.
Hands covered his on the headboard as a hot mouth crashed down onto his parted lips, tongue searching and finding. The cock inside him withdrew slowly and then pounded with incredible force back into him, and Remus lost it.
The flickers behind his eyes burned orange flame as he truly and loudly howled out his pleasure, the sound causing his skin to shiver and go clammy. He had never produced that particular noise in human form – So incredible was this occurrence that his brain took special notice of it even though he was far beyond coherent thought.
Lucius stilled as well, pulling his head up momentarily before attacking his mouth again and fucking him hard with wild, fervent thrusts.
Remus panted for breath, knowing he was riding a fine line between consciousness and hyperventilation. Needing as much air as he could gulp, he let his mouth fall open and tried to convince his lungs to function.
His hands clenched spasmodically under Lucius’ as he felt a hot burst of wetness fill him. His lover cried out above him and went rigid, thrusting into him one last time. The brilliance behind his eyelids continued to swirl, growing brighter by the moment, and the electricity running through him surged, knocking the wind out of him.
Remus’ breath hitched as he tried to suck in air when his own pleasure shot out of him, sliding between their bellies in warm, slick stream.
The lights that had sparked in his vision became one blinding flash of red and he went stiff as a powerful shock tore through his body when his climax hit him. Remus felt one extended moment of pure, never before known pleasure, flinching inwardly at the intensity of the light flooding his brain, then he sagged against the bed. **Well THAT’S never happened before,** he thought groggily.
Lying very still but for his heaving chest, the joy of satisfaction still glowing within him, Remus felt a slow tendril of foreboding creep upon him.
**Something very bizarre just happened here,** he registered as his brain came back online. His eyes rejected his trying to open them; his body clearly refused to move at all.
He briefly heard a concerned voice say his name, but before he could answer, the lights before his eyes receded, taking him down into darkness with them.
Lucius felt his lover contract painfully around him, milking the last remnants of passion out of him, as Remus came in hot spurts between them. Then the body beneath him went still, only raggedly gasping for air. Coming slowly out of his own orgasm, dizzy and lightheaded, Lucius looked down, expecting to find Remus’ green eyes looking back at him.
He was met by an empty expression, eyes closed, mouth open, the head lolled to the side. **By God, has he passed out?** a little pride snug into Lucius’ mind. **That was unexpected!** He smiled as he released Remus’ hands, rested his weight on one elbow as he used the free hand to brush away a stray lock from his lover’s forehead. No reaction.
Lucius frowned; “Remus?” cupping Remus’ cheek with his hand he turned the head to face him. “Remus!” he spoke a little more insistent now, demanding a response. Concern replaced pride as there still was no reaction. Remus was breathing all right and his pulse was evident on his throat, so what could this be?
Lucius withdrew carefully from Remus and then pried the still tightly clenched hands away from the iron bars. He folded his arms behind his lover’s back and pulled him up, embracing him and cupping the back of his head, to prevent it from falling back. Sitting up, he closely studied Remus’ face, searching for signs of returning consciousness. Speaking louder this time, Lucius renewed his demand “LUPIN! Are you with me here?”
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Remus lay in a field of yellow flowers, a slight breeze stirring the myriad scents of flora and fauna around him. He breathed in deeply, smiling at how good it felt to be outdoors, to be free, to be one of nature’s creatures.
The thought briefly touched his mind that he should not be able to warm his fur in the sunlight, as he was strictly a night-creature...**Worry later. Feel now,** his mind told him.
He rolled around lazily, his gray-flecked auburn fur luxurious against the bright green grass. Snuffling with delight, he suddenly smelled a new scent...a scent that could only belong to /another/.
Confused, he stilled. His kind stalked alone, and most beasts and mankind knew to stay away from him. Who could this be, this other who intruded on his peace so carelessly?
Remus rolled up on all fours, growling. Taking an aggressive stance, he glared at the intruder.
The newcomer was a wolf of roughly his size and age, with startlingly white-blonde fur that hung longer than his own. The feral eyes were silver-grey, intelligent, challenging.
Slowly, this new beast stalked toward him, neither overtly dominant nor submissive. He stopped nose to nose with Remus, then licked his cheek.
Recognizing this stranger as somehow his superior, Remus did the only thing he knew to do. He lay gently down on his side, baring his throat in submission.
The silver wolf joined him, accepting his show of good faith. Sounds of contentment came from both of them. They lay together, warming themselves in the bright summer sun.
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Sighing, Remus opened his eyes...And found himself being held tightly by a very agitated sounding Lucius cupping his head and staring straight at him.
Feeling drained of energy in a way he had never even felt after returning to human form after the full moon, Remus mustered enough will to bring one hand up to Lucius’ cheek in reassurance. He blinked slowly, focusing.
“Lucius...Sleep...” His eyes fluttered closed as his body tried to shut down. “Have to...sleep....” He raised his arms and pulled Malfoy by the shoulders as he lowered himself back down onto the bed. “Stay...”
Before he could find out whether he would be waking up alone or not, Remus fell into a deep, tranquil sleep, knowing he would see those silver eyes again before he woke.
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As Remus finally opened his eyes, Lucius felt overwhelming relief that overshot his concern by several lengths. That feeling stunned him.
*Why…?*
But it was quickly forgotten when the soft caress over his cheek reassured him, that yes, Remus was indeed here with him, and his low husky voice bidding Lucius to sleep…to stay…
*Stay?*
Lucius let himself be drawn down. He was fairly certain that Remus actually slept before his head hit the pillow.
When Lucius once again lay upon his partner, he wondered *Why should I stay?* Resting on his elbows he looked down at the beautiful and calm face below him. His stomach clenched a little at the sight. Lucius frowned *this cannot be…* he rolled away from Remus and lay on his back next to the sleeping man.
He looked at the ceiling above him, trying to pry some wisdom from it. Nothing. Lucius had only felt like this once before, and had been devastated by the rejection. And the source of the feeling had been the same; Remus.
Could he risk this again, or should he just shake it off as a very pleasurable experience and resume his life?
*My life…* Lucius sneered inwardly at himself *what life? Cooped up at Hogwarts, surrounded by annoying children, nosy professors and one very vexing Headmaster.* He smirked slightly *Maybe I have convinced Remus to return. He DID pass out, didn’t he…?* Lucius chuckled *Must have been rather good then.*
The implications of Remus’ possible return to Hogwarts partly exhilarated him
*What?*
And partly dismayed him
*What then?*
He turned his face back to look at his sleeping lover
*yes, lover!*
Lucius decided it would have to wait until tomorrow to contemplate all this. Right now, all he wanted was to enjoy the moment and snuggle up to Remus, hold him tight, and
Just. Possibly. Never. Let. Him. Go. Again.
Lucius rolled over onto his side, and pulled the sleeping man closer, turning him around on the side and folding him into his embrace, molding his body along Remus’ back.
He shivered slightly *Cold!*
Slowly, so as not to wake Remus, he rose slightly. The shirt he was still wearing, open down the front and soaked with sweat, chilled him. He pulled it off and discarded it on the floor behind him. Then he disentangled the rumpled bedcover that had slid down to the end of the bed during their…
*lovemaking?*
from their legs and pulled it over them.
As he snaked his arms around Remus again, one hand on his chest and one on his abdomen, he sighed. Lucius nuzzled against the soft skin on his lover’s neck, inhaled the sweet and somehow familiar scent there as he kissed it, before he closed his eyes and drifted off into sleep.
Finis
He brought up his hand and ran his fingers gently through the ruffled soft hair, silently delighting over the fact that Severus, after all, had not had this privilege. Lucius then opened his eyes and looked out the window. It was getting dark outside.
The moon was almost, but not quite, full. He looked down at the head nestled on his chest, watching it for a few minutes and wondering if Remus was going to change. But it didn’t seem like it.
“You’re not an animal, Remus, even if do you act like a bitch,” Lucius whispered. He let his other hand glide over the soft skin on Remus’ back, drawing lazy circles between the shoulder blades, before moving down to rest on the small of his back. Lucius lifted his head slightly and kissed the coppery hair, inhaling the slightly musky scent. He envied Remus for the ability to gauge other’s feeling just by smell.
He would dearly like to know what the man really felt for him. But there was other evidence to sample from, as Lucius realized when he felt Remus’ erection grow against his thigh at his caresses. And the way he seemed to melt into Lucius, a trusting, seemingly fragile and yet strong move. The feelings that stirred in him suddenly leapt beyond lust. Beyond anything he had felt for anyone before. Even the way he had felt in the beginning of his marriage with the mother of his son.
His hand in Remus’ hair slipped down over the ear, over the jawline and stopped to let the thumb rest on the soft and faintly open lips. The hot breath moving over his bared chest and his finger sent shivers through Lucius. This was hard, god dammit, so hard not just to ravage Remus right there and now.
To take what was obviously his, and to use it. His upbringing screamed for dominance and force, while his unfamiliar feelings softly whispered for patience and love. Lucius swallowed as he let himself go a little bit further. The hand on Remus’ back moved further down and cupped one, ohh so fine, cheek.
He whispered into the hair. “And if you ARE an animal, Lupin, you’re MY animal now.” He squeezed the ass cheek slightly and waited for a reaction, not wanting to indulge his dominant side too much just yet.
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Remus let the hands and voice sooth him, sinking deeply into contentment. **Only Malfoy could call someone a bitch and make it sound like a compliment.**
Before he could completely pass out from the vast amounts of alcohol he had consumed, Remus roused himself and lifted his head just enough to nudge Lucius’ shirt aside and shower attention on Lucius’ small rosy nipple.
He teased the flesh with his nose a bit before licking tentatively.
Lucius moaned and let his head fall back as Remus’ tongue moved over his sensitive nipple. His hand had slid down to Remus’ cheek at the move and Lucius let it glide into the short hair at his neck, entwining his fingers in it, gently pressing Remus’ head closer to his chest.
Lucius slowly disentangled his left leg from between Remus’ and moved it outwards to catch him fully. With Remus settled between his legs, he pulled him up, one hand cupping his neck and one his ass cheek, until they lay face to face.
Their cocks now only separated by the soft fabric of Lucius’ trousers, their lips only inches apart. Lucius looked into Remus’ feral eyes, mapping the yellow specks in the hazel green depths.
Remus’ breath caught as he was pushed and pulled forward to lie evenly with Lucius. He shivered at the friction the movement caused in his groin, making him wish that there was no cloth between himself and the man beneath him.
As his body settled, he looked down and met Lucius’ strange silvery-grey eyes. He saw lust, and need, and other things that he didn’t want to contemplate in his current state of inebriation.
Experimentally, he circled his hips, and felt a definite stirring in Lucius’ pants. His smile at this was guileless, an expression rarely seen on the jaded werewolf’s face.
Deciding to be himself rather than the subdued man he chose to show the world, Remus laughed joyfully and brought his elbows up to rest on either side of Lucius’ face, his hands burying themselves into the luxurious mass of bright hair.
Eyes sparkling, Remus leaned down and slowly licked Lucius’ face from jawline to brow, delighted at the slight roughness of stubble he found there.
Lucius inhaled sharply as Remus moved his hips. His erection strained against cloth, demanding release from its current prison. But soon Lucius attention was caught by the delightful laughter coming from Remus and the light in the hazel eyes.
He leaned up slightly to capture the delicious lips, but Remus beat him to it and the wet lick sent spikes of fire down into his groin.
“Remus..” Lucius pulled the man’s head down again to face him and kissed him passionately, forcing his tongue into the sweet and still brandy-laced mouth. He crossed his legs behind Remus, pressing him closer, grinding their cocks together. He moaned into Remus’ mouth.
Remus’ tongue snaked between Lucius’ lips, stroking the roof of his mouth slowly, smiling at the moans Lucius made and the sharp spike of ecstasy he scented in the air.
He shifted forward just a bit, still exploring. He felt the legs holding him loosen as Lucius was passionately kissed. Taking advantage of this, he sat up swiftly, straddling Lucius, squeezing his legs together against the firm thighs.
He rocked forward a bit, sliding up and back on the impressive erection between them. His expression turned mischievous as he brought his hands down to fondle Lucius through his trousers. The body beneath him jerked at the contact, and he laughed out loud again.
Running his fingers up and down the covered length, Remus continued rocking his hips languidly, enjoying the sensations coursing through him.
“So, Lucius,” his husky voice split the silence of the room, “Tell me what you want. I’m in a generous mood tonight, but I want you to SAY it.” He increased the pressure in his hands and stroked Lucius more firmly. “Shall I do something about THIS?” Remus moved one hand to glide along the skin just above Lucius’ waistband, and with the other grasped as much of his lover’s erection as he could without freeing it from his pants.
“Remus…yes…” Lucius’ voice was hoarse with desire as Remus grasped him. He was panting unevenly now, his white-knuckled fists clutching the bed covers. He involuntarily jerked upwards as Remus tightened his grip slightly.
“Oh Merlin…” he released the bed covering with one hand and tried to free his cock from its prison himself, but his lover’s hand just batted him away.
Frantic in his lust and craving he bucked against Remus, but to no avail. Somewhere in Lucius’ brain a small coherent thought formed.
**Answer him, god dammit, answer him…answer him…**
Lucius hated to beg but this was too much. Crying out he finally formed the wanted reply “Yes, you bitch, I want you to do something about THIS. S…”
His breath hitched in his throat as his lover moved his hand slightly over Lucius’ abdomen “…Damn you…please…yes….please…” Lucius closed his eyes and hissed “damn you…”
Remus’ mouth quirked evilly as Lucius pleaded. “Oh, Lucius...I’ll do what you want, but only because you beg so prettily.” He swiftly unbuttoned and unzipped his lover’s pants, freeing the throbbing cock. He gasped slightly and widened his eyes. **Who knew that Malfoy’s had this nice package hidden all this time?**
Remus ran his hand over the velvety skin. When he reached the tip, he spread the liquid he found there around a bit, easing the friction. As his partner writhed on the bed, Remus gracefully slid around on his knees until he was straddling Lucius’ chest, his ankles sliding under the broad shoulders, feet resting on either side of Malfoy’s head.
Before Lucius could protest this seemingly weird position, Remus went down on his elbows and engulfed the needy cock into his mouth, sucking strongly on the up-stroke, swirling his tongue over and around on the way back down. The pace was leisurely, teasing.
Remus made quick work of shoving the bothersome trousers down to Lucius’ feet, then returned his hands to rest on the fit, muscular thighs. His strong fingers dug into Lucius’ legs, grasping and releasing in time to his agonizingly slow movements.
Finally finding something to hold on to, Lucius grabbed Remus’ thighs and dug his fingers into the flesh, almost certainly leaving bruises, as currents of ecstasy ravaged through his body, leaving his mind almost blank.
He opened his eyes and was met with a wonderful sight: Remus’ well defined ass, and yes, also Remus’ straining cock, bobbing with every movement he made. Only inches away, Remus was very well situated over his upper chest. Wicked thoughts entered his mind, finally filling the void.
His hands quickly let go of the bruised thighs and skated up his lover’s hips, taking a firm hold on them. He slowly pulled Remus backwards, slightly pausing to moan every time his own cock was sucked into Remus’ hot mouth.
Finally he was able to reach his goal, and just to state that to Remus, he lifted his head slightly and flicked his tongue over the soft scrotum. Then Lucius quickly squeezed one ass cheek with one hand as the other snaked around his lover’s leg and took hold of the throbbing cock, stroking it once.
Remus allowed his lower body to be straightened out a bit, assuming Lucius had something pleasurable in mind. Even so, he was unprepared for the wet swipe over his balls.
“Oh! Yes...” He exclaimed as Lucius’ penis slid out of his mouth. He regained his frazzled composure with a moan as Lucius grasped his cock and stroked it. “Oh, Fuck, Lucius...” he ground out, then he took a deep breath and slid his mouth back down over his partner’s rock-hard erection.
Remus’ toes curled into Lucius’ hair and his skin shivered as all his nerve endings seemed to lead straight to his groin. He shifted his weight slightly to bring one hand up, and carefully cradled Lucius’ balls in his fingers, rolling them gently. In contrast, he scraped his teeth lightly along the heated length in his mouth, pleased when his action was rewarded with a sharp gasp.
He stilled his movement, mouthing the straining head of Lucius’ cock, flicking his tongue rapidly along the slit he found there. He moved his hand up to stroke the shaft as his tongue did it’s best to drive Lucius crazy with need.
He himself found he was moaning almost constantly around the flesh in his mouth, the sensations shooting up from his cock demanding a vocal outlet. **Well, THIS can’t go on too long, or neither of us will last for the main event,** he thought. But oh, what sweet torture it was!
Lucius tried to remember his lover’s name, but he wasn’t even able to remember his own right now. But that didn’t stop him, though, for what was a name? Nothing; but a label to put on a box. Lucius closed his eyes in pure abandon as warmth flowed through him, filling him like molten lave.
Captured by bliss and moaning, he continued to lick and suck the soft skin, at the same time and in the same pace as he stroked the cock in his hand, slowly letting his thumb circle the head every time before descending again.
Unconsciously he had followed his lover’s pace, not being able to set one himself, as he was sucked deeper and deeper into a maelstrom of pleasure. Lucius let his tongue play around the balls before he sucked them into his mouth and gently fondled them with his tongue.
Remus slowly pulled his mouth off of Lucius and sat still just a moment more to savor the feel of his lover’s mouth and hand. He knew something else had to happen or it would all be over. Groaning with momentary disappointment, he levered himself away from Lucius and quickly turned around once more.
Now facing Lucius, he took in the rumpled, fuckable look of his partner. “Lucius, you look fantastic like this,” he whispered, leaning down to ravage that mouth one more time. The kiss was aggressive, teeth clashing, tongues battling for dominance.
Finally he sat upright again, his lips red and wet, already swelling slightly from the harshness of their last encounter.
Remus, still drunk and now incredibly aroused, smiled radiantly and closed his eyes, raising his arms above his head to stretch languidly. He brought his hands down to Lucius’ chest, trailing his nails down over the planes he found there. His fingers left red lines and he chuckled.
“If I’m to be your bitch after all, Malfoy, you must tell me how you want me.” He shifted quickly, rubbing his hardness against Lucius’. “Or would you rather show me?” Remus brought his arms back up, lacing his fingers behind his head, one eyebrow raised in challenge.
Lucius mourned the loss of Remus’ mouth on his cock, but the fierce kiss had been equally rewarding, leaving him feeling debauched but somehow more collected, his upper brain functions returning. He looked at Remus, straddling him, stretching and ohhhh… shifting against him.
“Fuck, Remus…I just want to fuck the last remnants of wit out of you, finally shutting you up and …” Lucius gasped as his lover shifted again, the challenging look still in the green eyes. “…and then I will make you beg for more.”
Moving swiftly, Lucius rose to a sitting position. A slight dizziness rolled over him, but nevertheless he forcefully took hold of Remus’ arms and reversed the situation. Finally being in a position to do what he wanted, Lucius went for a little revenge.
He pinned Remus’ arms against the bed and smirked. Grinding his erection against his lover’s, he clamped his lips and teeth over one rosy nipple and bit down hard. Hearing the loud cry of pain and lust, he quickly released it again and smiled against it before he slowly licked around it, soothing the taut nub. He released one arm and put his hand to Remus’ slightly parted lips, sliding one finger inside as he continued to lavish attention on the abused nipple.
Remus let out a harsh breath as his back slammed into the mattress. Before he could clear his foggy brain, he found his arms pinned to the bed and felt a sharp pain in one of his nipples. Sharp, yet damn good. He cried out in agony and shock, but soon felt soft wetness easing the hurt. He groaned deep in his throat and didn’t even try to struggle.
As he panted, a finger made its way into his mouth as suction began on his aching nipple. Without realizing it, Remus sucked the digit in time to the pressure on his skin.
All of his senses seemed to mingle together: The feel of Lucius’ cock against his; the wet pressure on his chest; the finger thrusting in and out of his mouth; the strong hand holding one arm pinned to the bed...And that was merely touch! His other senses seemed sharpened as well, the scents of himself and his lover mingling in to one musky, sweaty, arousing jumble; The taste of the flesh in his mouth swirled together with the remnants of brandy and the tang of precum; and the sounds...Oh, God, the sounds...
Remus felt himself drifting on a cushion of passion and liquor...For a moment he knew he was very close to passing out. “Lucius...Lucius...Stop!” His composure was slipping badly, this feeling was new to him. Some unknown force seemed to be pulling him, willing him to let go and slip into insensibility.
As Lucius became aware of his words and began to still, Remus got hold of his emotions and chuckled ruefully.
“Sorry, sorry, don’t stop, I’m fine.” Without hesitation Lucius resumed his attentions.
As the sensual assault renewed on his body, Remus gasped at a sharp and sudden need to be fucked, hard and well. He’d never felt this way before, never wanted that before. He’d be damned if he let Lucius know that he was untouched in that way. **Wouldn’t that just go to his fucking head?** Remus chuckled throatily at himself, but it was short lived and shortly turned into wordless moans of incredible pleasure.
“Lucius!” He groaned, becoming desperate. “Lucius! Now! Fuck me, now, I can’t wait anymore!” He threw his head back and began panting in time to the thrusts against him, which had become increasingly hard, shifting his body up with each push. “Ah...ah...ah...God! PLEASE, Lucius!” Remus hoped Malfoy would make his move, for as the seconds ticked by, he felt more sure that he couldn’t do much more than lie there and take whatever it was his lover chose to give him.
Deeply satisfied with Remus’ outcries, and intent upon heeding them shortly, Lucius withdrew his slick finger from his lover’s mouth and circled it around the other nipple, before he moved his mouth to join it and bit down again. The renewed outcry was immensely arousing and he let his teeth remain a little longer this time, to distract his lover.
He swiftly moved a little to the left, without releasing the bite, and quickly pushed Remus’ leg further away and up with his right hand. The improved access was soon exploited as Lucius reached between them and let the slick finger glide down to the puckered entrance. Just as he slid it inside Remus, he released his teeth from the taut nub began suckling it, drawing it into his mouth and letting his tongue play with it.
Lucius slowly turned the finger and thrust it a little further inside. He moaned against the nipple at the tight pressure as Remus clenched around his finger. It was indeed a long time since Remus had been with anyone, or had he ever…? Lucius would have to be careful…or not.
As his lover relaxed around the finger, he drew it out again and coated three fingers with his own saliva, relishing the taste of Remus. He reached down again and carefully inserted two long slender fingers
Before Remus could react with clenching, Lucius smirked and peeked up at his lover’s face as he purposefully let his fingers brush against Remus’ prostate repeatedly as he moved them back and forth.
Remus screamed out as a totally foreign sensation coursed through him. It was so intensely GOOD, it almost hurt. His back arched hard off the bed as Lucius continued his painful explorations that always ended with a burst of ecstasy.
Remus knew Lucius had his fingers inside him, but how many? And if those hurt, how would his considerable cock feel when he finally pushed it into him? He didn’t care. He had to have Lucius inside him, and not his damn fingers.
Remus reached both arms above his head to grasp the iron bars of the headboard. His hold was so tight that his knuckles paled immediately, the muscles in his arms visibly straining. He flexed his arms with each thrust, attempting to get Lucius’ fingers as deeply in him as he could. It wasn’t deep enough.
Seriously doubting his sanity could hold out much longer, Remus resorted to begging, knowing he would regret it later.
“Oh, God, please, Lucius, NOW! NOW!” He raised his head to stare at Lucius, and the sight made him even more desperate. Malfoy stared back at him, fingers working. And the bastard grinned.
Eyes blazing, Remus’ glare bored into his lover. All dignity thrown to the wayside, he cried out: “Now, Lucius! I’m ready, don’t care if it hurts, WANT it to hurt, NEED you NOW Lucius! Fuck me, ram it into me, Lucius RIGHT NOW! I’m BEGGING YOU!”
Remus arched his neck back, unable to lift it any longer. He bent his knees and growled fiercely, panting and muttering incoherently.
Lucius chuckled against Remus’ heaving chest, and lifted his head again to look at Remus “Only because you beg so prettily, my love”. He held his wand hand still for a second, aimed inside Remus and whispered “Lubricatis minora”. Satisfied with the result, he withdrew his fingers and rose to a kneeling position between his lover’s legs, shortly taking in the breathtaking sight in front of him.
He lifted Remus’ hips from the bed. “Put your legs around me, love,” he whispered, more demanding than requesting. Remus obliged and folded his legs loosely around Lucius’ back. Lucius positioned himself against the tight opening and glanced up at his lover’s face.
Slowly, ohhh… so painfully slowly he pushed the head of his slick cock inside with a deep moan. Sweat ran down his face and his chest as he tried to restrain himself from simply pounding into that hot, delicious tightness.
He paused, reached around Remus’ leg and took the neglected cock into his hand. He stroked it gently, and when his lover began relaxing, he began pushing deeper, “oh… God… so tight… so good… “ Panting, Lucius threw his head back and closed his eyes, focusing solely on moving slowly inside and on Remus. Finally he was buried to the hilt and let out a low groan.
Again he paused, not trusting himself fully to be able to go through with another move without climaxing. Lucius took a deep calming breath, drew out and then began thrusting into Remus, stroking the straining cock. First slowly, but then steadily faster and harder, gasping and moaning his lover’s name with every move.
Remus snickered breathily as Lucius threw his own mocking words back in his face. Deciding for the time being to follow his partner’s orders, he locked his ankles together behind Lucius’ broad back, allowing his lover ample access to him. He glowered down through slitted eyes, waiting for penetration of a sort he’d never felt before. As he realized the tip of that wonderful cock was nudging at him, his gaze locked with Lucius’.
Remus couldn’t help but squeeze his eyes shut as that sizeable length pushed into him agonizingly slowly. He grimaced at the intense wash of pain that engulfed him, not knowing whether it would ease if his partner went slower or faster.
“Lucius! Move, Lucius! Hurts, fuck! Hurts...” He wondered briefly if he had just unintentionally let Malfoy know this was his first time taking anyone into himself. Given the circumstances, that a considerably large penis was currently shoving its way into a very small opening on his body, Remus decided he’d worry about that later.
Suddenly a large hand grasped his erection and started pumping away. Taking his mind off the discomfort, this allowed Remus to relax his muscles and let Lucius the rest of the way in. He heard that cultured voice moaning about how good it felt, and shivers went up his spine. He hoped that he could soon honestly say the same, but for this moment in time, his ass was on fire.
A few moments more, and he felt Lucius’ balls settle against his ass. **Finally, God, that seemed like forever...** He squirmed on the bed, opening his eyes to see his lover poised above him, head thrown back, eyes shut; he looked like a god himself, with that amazing hair streaming around his face, his high cheekbones flushed with passion. He was utterly still, from the hand around Remus’ cock to the fingers digging into his thigh.
“Lucius!” Remus gasped. “Please, move, please fuck me, Lucius...” As his partner did just that, the pain eased off slowly, replaced by a feeling of pressure and fullness. Then the man above him shifted his hips a bit and drove in at a different angle.
Remus’ eyes flew open and he arched off the bed violently as a current of ecstasy exploded inside of him. He didn’t know exactly what it was, but every time Lucius thrust into him, the feeling returned, more intense with every stroke.
Remus’ eyes glazed over as he was thoroughly fucked. His hands still grasped the headboard, knuckles dead white from his grip. He heard a guttural growling howl echo in the room every time Lucius pounded into him. He laughed maniacally as it registered that this cry was coming from himself.
“Lu-Lu-Lucius! You...made...me...h-h-howl...after...a-a-all!” He gasped out, his words expelling with each thrust into his now eager body.
Remus’ words intoxicated Lucius, urged him with frantic demands. But when the howls filled the room he almost stilled, startled by the unusual sound. He looked down at Remus in disbelief, which quickly turned into the famed smirk as he was reminded of his lover’s earlier taunt.
“Yes, Lupin..” deep hard thrust in
“it certainly…” slowly out again
“seems…” shallow thrust and fast out again
“that way…” deep quick thrust
“and…” slowly out
“you will…” very very slow in again
“howl again...”
Lucius’ smooth voice broke at the last word as he almost withdrew completely when his own teasing brought him frighteningly close to climaxing
**notyetnotyetnotyet** his mind chanted. Suddenly Lucius just needed to be much closer to Remus. He wanted to feel his lover’s skin against his own, no, he craved it. Almost as if acting upon instinct, Lucius buried himself as deeply as he could in his lover and then slowly began leaning forward to cover Remus’ writhing body with his own.
He released Remus’ cock and thigh and let his spread fingers glide up over the taut abdomen, the heaving chest, the muscled arms until his fingers reached Remus’ wrists and they lay chest against chest, nose against nose. Lucius wrapped his slender fingers over his lover’s hands on the iron bars, tilted his head slightly to the side and kissed Remus passionately, still not moving inside him.
As the kiss deepened, Lucius almost withdrew his cock again, only to thrust hard back in, once. He groaned into Remus’ mouth. The climax was still very near, he could feel his muscles tense as his nerve endings started to tingle everywhere, from his scalp to his toes. He had never experienced anything like that before. With a gasp Lucius drew out of the kiss.
A loud unearthly howl again filled the room. With an expression of pure satisfaction he smiled down at Remus who lay with open mouth and closed eyes, gasping for air as Lucius was.
**By Merlin, he is beautiful** that thought almost sent Lucius over the edge, but before his body could make up its mind, he claimed Remus’ mouth again and started fucking him in wild abandon, brushing hard against the prostate with every move.
Soon his mind exploded in ecstasy, filling it with stars of unimaginable brightness. His body tensed, he threw back his head and let out a hoarse wordless cry as he thrust once more, releasing himself deeply into Remus in hot pulses.
Remus went boneless as his whole body began to tingle. It was almost as if a low level electrical shock was coursing through him, centered around the pounding in his ass.
As Lucius lowered his body onto his, their sweat-slicked skin gliding together, Remus closed his eyes and saw flashes of light beneath his eyelids. His cock throbbed, demanding release, the movement of their bodies creating a warm channel between them.
Hands covered his on the headboard as a hot mouth crashed down onto his parted lips, tongue searching and finding. The cock inside him withdrew slowly and then pounded with incredible force back into him, and Remus lost it.
The flickers behind his eyes burned orange flame as he truly and loudly howled out his pleasure, the sound causing his skin to shiver and go clammy. He had never produced that particular noise in human form – So incredible was this occurrence that his brain took special notice of it even though he was far beyond coherent thought.
Lucius stilled as well, pulling his head up momentarily before attacking his mouth again and fucking him hard with wild, fervent thrusts.
Remus panted for breath, knowing he was riding a fine line between consciousness and hyperventilation. Needing as much air as he could gulp, he let his mouth fall open and tried to convince his lungs to function.
His hands clenched spasmodically under Lucius’ as he felt a hot burst of wetness fill him. His lover cried out above him and went rigid, thrusting into him one last time. The brilliance behind his eyelids continued to swirl, growing brighter by the moment, and the electricity running through him surged, knocking the wind out of him.
Remus’ breath hitched as he tried to suck in air when his own pleasure shot out of him, sliding between their bellies in warm, slick stream.
The lights that had sparked in his vision became one blinding flash of red and he went stiff as a powerful shock tore through his body when his climax hit him. Remus felt one extended moment of pure, never before known pleasure, flinching inwardly at the intensity of the light flooding his brain, then he sagged against the bed. **Well THAT’S never happened before,** he thought groggily.
Lying very still but for his heaving chest, the joy of satisfaction still glowing within him, Remus felt a slow tendril of foreboding creep upon him.
**Something very bizarre just happened here,** he registered as his brain came back online. His eyes rejected his trying to open them; his body clearly refused to move at all.
He briefly heard a concerned voice say his name, but before he could answer, the lights before his eyes receded, taking him down into darkness with them.
Lucius felt his lover contract painfully around him, milking the last remnants of passion out of him, as Remus came in hot spurts between them. Then the body beneath him went still, only raggedly gasping for air. Coming slowly out of his own orgasm, dizzy and lightheaded, Lucius looked down, expecting to find Remus’ green eyes looking back at him.
He was met by an empty expression, eyes closed, mouth open, the head lolled to the side. **By God, has he passed out?** a little pride snug into Lucius’ mind. **That was unexpected!** He smiled as he released Remus’ hands, rested his weight on one elbow as he used the free hand to brush away a stray lock from his lover’s forehead. No reaction.
Lucius frowned; “Remus?” cupping Remus’ cheek with his hand he turned the head to face him. “Remus!” he spoke a little more insistent now, demanding a response. Concern replaced pride as there still was no reaction. Remus was breathing all right and his pulse was evident on his throat, so what could this be?
Lucius withdrew carefully from Remus and then pried the still tightly clenched hands away from the iron bars. He folded his arms behind his lover’s back and pulled him up, embracing him and cupping the back of his head, to prevent it from falling back. Sitting up, he closely studied Remus’ face, searching for signs of returning consciousness. Speaking louder this time, Lucius renewed his demand “LUPIN! Are you with me here?”
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Remus lay in a field of yellow flowers, a slight breeze stirring the myriad scents of flora and fauna around him. He breathed in deeply, smiling at how good it felt to be outdoors, to be free, to be one of nature’s creatures.
The thought briefly touched his mind that he should not be able to warm his fur in the sunlight, as he was strictly a night-creature...**Worry later. Feel now,** his mind told him.
He rolled around lazily, his gray-flecked auburn fur luxurious against the bright green grass. Snuffling with delight, he suddenly smelled a new scent...a scent that could only belong to /another/.
Confused, he stilled. His kind stalked alone, and most beasts and mankind knew to stay away from him. Who could this be, this other who intruded on his peace so carelessly?
Remus rolled up on all fours, growling. Taking an aggressive stance, he glared at the intruder.
The newcomer was a wolf of roughly his size and age, with startlingly white-blonde fur that hung longer than his own. The feral eyes were silver-grey, intelligent, challenging.
Slowly, this new beast stalked toward him, neither overtly dominant nor submissive. He stopped nose to nose with Remus, then licked his cheek.
Recognizing this stranger as somehow his superior, Remus did the only thing he knew to do. He lay gently down on his side, baring his throat in submission.
The silver wolf joined him, accepting his show of good faith. Sounds of contentment came from both of them. They lay together, warming themselves in the bright summer sun.
~~~
Sighing, Remus opened his eyes...And found himself being held tightly by a very agitated sounding Lucius cupping his head and staring straight at him.
Feeling drained of energy in a way he had never even felt after returning to human form after the full moon, Remus mustered enough will to bring one hand up to Lucius’ cheek in reassurance. He blinked slowly, focusing.
“Lucius...Sleep...” His eyes fluttered closed as his body tried to shut down. “Have to...sleep....” He raised his arms and pulled Malfoy by the shoulders as he lowered himself back down onto the bed. “Stay...”
Before he could find out whether he would be waking up alone or not, Remus fell into a deep, tranquil sleep, knowing he would see those silver eyes again before he woke.
~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~.~
As Remus finally opened his eyes, Lucius felt overwhelming relief that overshot his concern by several lengths. That feeling stunned him.
*Why…?*
But it was quickly forgotten when the soft caress over his cheek reassured him, that yes, Remus was indeed here with him, and his low husky voice bidding Lucius to sleep…to stay…
*Stay?*
Lucius let himself be drawn down. He was fairly certain that Remus actually slept before his head hit the pillow.
When Lucius once again lay upon his partner, he wondered *Why should I stay?* Resting on his elbows he looked down at the beautiful and calm face below him. His stomach clenched a little at the sight. Lucius frowned *this cannot be…* he rolled away from Remus and lay on his back next to the sleeping man.
He looked at the ceiling above him, trying to pry some wisdom from it. Nothing. Lucius had only felt like this once before, and had been devastated by the rejection. And the source of the feeling had been the same; Remus.
Could he risk this again, or should he just shake it off as a very pleasurable experience and resume his life?
*My life…* Lucius sneered inwardly at himself *what life? Cooped up at Hogwarts, surrounded by annoying children, nosy professors and one very vexing Headmaster.* He smirked slightly *Maybe I have convinced Remus to return. He DID pass out, didn’t he…?* Lucius chuckled *Must have been rather good then.*
The implications of Remus’ possible return to Hogwarts partly exhilarated him
*What?*
And partly dismayed him
*What then?*
He turned his face back to look at his sleeping lover
*yes, lover!*
Lucius decided it would have to wait until tomorrow to contemplate all this. Right now, all he wanted was to enjoy the moment and snuggle up to Remus, hold him tight, and
Just. Possibly. Never. Let. Him. Go. Again.
Lucius rolled over onto his side, and pulled the sleeping man closer, turning him around on the side and folding him into his embrace, molding his body along Remus’ back.
He shivered slightly *Cold!*
Slowly, so as not to wake Remus, he rose slightly. The shirt he was still wearing, open down the front and soaked with sweat, chilled him. He pulled it off and discarded it on the floor behind him. Then he disentangled the rumpled bedcover that had slid down to the end of the bed during their…
*lovemaking?*
from their legs and pulled it over them.
As he snaked his arms around Remus again, one hand on his chest and one on his abdomen, he sighed. Lucius nuzzled against the soft skin on his lover’s neck, inhaled the sweet and somehow familiar scent there as he kissed it, before he closed his eyes and drifted off into sleep.
Finis
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2007-09-07 12:04 (UTC)I lurve the banter between them *GGG* and the sex was yummmm delicious and then you make me all aawwwww with the part with the two wolves, that was so sweet :)
Last night Elf linked me to her rec back from 2005. And today I followed the link she posted in her ij and read it.
I can just imagine these two returning to Hogwarts together *GGG*
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2007-09-07 12:47 (UTC)And the sex was actually the first full out gay sex that I've ever written LOL.
But gods, did she even rec it once? wow o.o
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2007-09-07 13:10 (UTC)And the banter is soooo fuuuun *giggles*
Really? Wow O.o well I say you got it/them down quite nicely ;D
I don't think Elf would mind if I tell you. I hope not *glances at Elf and uses puppy eyes* I can't link you as it's locked, but the rec she showed me is posted Sept. 29, 2005 in
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2007-09-07 13:24 (UTC)And how cool, to have been rec'ed without knowing it LOL. I just wonder where she found it. It was in some archive though. I can't remember which *g* Hmm...
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2007-09-08 00:49 (UTC)It was at Noire Senusous (or however it's spelled) I think.
And as for the second bit, I think it works quite well with the first, especially if it was one of your first. :D
Yes, I definitely still love it.
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2007-09-08 00:50 (UTC)