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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO my_crimson_rose !!!!!
I wrote a little fic for you dear.
Title: Orgasmic Chocolate
Ship: Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG-13. Don't get fooled by the title. ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Stop rubbing it in.
Warnings: Unbetad.
Notes: This is for my_crimson_rose who asked for PG-PG13 R/S involving chocolate. I hope you enjoy it. *g*
Sirius loves to watch Remus eat chocolate. Remus tends to eat chocolate compulsively. This is good for Sirius’ viewing pleasure, but also brings up a few problems. When Remus is eating chocolate Sirius finds it difficult to concentrate on anything else, and focusing on Remus makes him, well, rather hot and bothered.
You really can’t blame him, Sirius decides. Remus’ consumption of chocolate is a rather erotic experience. Right now, he gently unwraps the chocolate with such delicacy you’d thing it was going to shatter, Sirius can almost see his arm shake in anticipation, his tongue darts out, and he licks one dark brown edge just enough so it begins to melt. Sirius groans inwardly and adjusts in his seat so his rather prominent problem is less noticeable. Remus has hardly begun his deflowering of that lucky candy bar. Next he breaks off a piece with his teeth, he opens his lips just slightly as he lets it melt on the roof of his mouth. Just by looking at his face, Sirius can just imagine what that chocolate tastes like; Sirius stops this quickly, as imagining the taste of the chocolate rapidly progresses to imagining what other things taste like, particularly: Remus.
As if this weren’t enough Remus is smiling that ‘I’ve-just-had-a-brilliant-wank’ smile. If Sirius listens closely, he can hear soft moans. Sirius whimpers, this is verging on pornographic. He wonders if such displays should be allowed in a public forum. Remus has acquired a small smudge of melted chocolate just above his lip. If Remus doesn’t do something fast, that smudge is going to drive Sirius crazy. Of course, Sirius ponders, if he uses his tongue in anyway during the removal that may send him over the edge too.
Before he can think about it, Sirius reaches over to take care of the chocolate for himself. Sirius’ thumb brushes the melted chocolate away, lingers slightly, and falls back down leisurely across Remus’ lips.
“You had something on your face,” Sirius croaks. Then, for some reason he can’t explain, he licks the chocolate off his own finger. He blames it on Remus for making it look like such an orgasmic experience. Sirius looks nervously at Remus. Remus stares blankly. Then, both boys awkwardly stumble off. They each head towards the safety of a cold shower.
fin
I hope you had a great day. This is a late or really late present. I don't really get the time change.
Comments are love.
I wrote a little fic for you dear.
Title: Orgasmic Chocolate
Ship: Remus/Sirius
Rating: PG-13. Don't get fooled by the title. ;)
Disclaimer: I don't own them. Stop rubbing it in.
Warnings: Unbetad.
Notes: This is for my_crimson_rose who asked for PG-PG13 R/S involving chocolate. I hope you enjoy it. *g*
Sirius loves to watch Remus eat chocolate. Remus tends to eat chocolate compulsively. This is good for Sirius’ viewing pleasure, but also brings up a few problems. When Remus is eating chocolate Sirius finds it difficult to concentrate on anything else, and focusing on Remus makes him, well, rather hot and bothered.
You really can’t blame him, Sirius decides. Remus’ consumption of chocolate is a rather erotic experience. Right now, he gently unwraps the chocolate with such delicacy you’d thing it was going to shatter, Sirius can almost see his arm shake in anticipation, his tongue darts out, and he licks one dark brown edge just enough so it begins to melt. Sirius groans inwardly and adjusts in his seat so his rather prominent problem is less noticeable. Remus has hardly begun his deflowering of that lucky candy bar. Next he breaks off a piece with his teeth, he opens his lips just slightly as he lets it melt on the roof of his mouth. Just by looking at his face, Sirius can just imagine what that chocolate tastes like; Sirius stops this quickly, as imagining the taste of the chocolate rapidly progresses to imagining what other things taste like, particularly: Remus.
As if this weren’t enough Remus is smiling that ‘I’ve-just-had-a-brilliant-wank’ smile. If Sirius listens closely, he can hear soft moans. Sirius whimpers, this is verging on pornographic. He wonders if such displays should be allowed in a public forum. Remus has acquired a small smudge of melted chocolate just above his lip. If Remus doesn’t do something fast, that smudge is going to drive Sirius crazy. Of course, Sirius ponders, if he uses his tongue in anyway during the removal that may send him over the edge too.
Before he can think about it, Sirius reaches over to take care of the chocolate for himself. Sirius’ thumb brushes the melted chocolate away, lingers slightly, and falls back down leisurely across Remus’ lips.
“You had something on your face,” Sirius croaks. Then, for some reason he can’t explain, he licks the chocolate off his own finger. He blames it on Remus for making it look like such an orgasmic experience. Sirius looks nervously at Remus. Remus stares blankly. Then, both boys awkwardly stumble off. They each head towards the safety of a cold shower.
fin
I hope you had a great day. This is a late or really late present. I don't really get the time change.
Comments are love.