Merry Christmas, jlarinda!
Title: What's Mine
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: All recognisable characters belong to JK Rowling and Warner Bros.
Author's Notes: This is my first serious attempt at this type of pwp. I hope you enjoy. It was fun.
Warnings: Bestiality, Voyeurism, slight Remus/James.
Prompt #25: Remus/Padfoot? PWP if possible.
To: jlarinda
from your Secret Santa
"…and you did say you'd reciprocate with anything I wanted. Tit for tat and all that rubbish. So you'll do it?" Sirius finished, with a wild flash in his eyes.
Remus opened his mouth but no words came forth. Sirius frowned for a moment before grinning again.
"The terms, my lovely Prefect, were that we each fulfill each others fantasies. I graciously participated in yours. Even though it took ages to wash all the chocolate off and I expect you to follow through."
Remus scowled. "I didn't realise you meant to include anyone else. I don't particularly find James that attractive to be perfectly honest and I highly doubt he thinks any more of me."
Sirius smiled in a way that made Remus shiver, and not in a good way. "Don't worry about that. He's mentioned that he was a bit curious about the whole thing. I told him that you might be interested in showing him the ropes."
"You told him?" Remus yelped. "I can't believe you did that."
Sirius wrapped his arm around Remus in a patronising manner. "No, dear Moony, I told him that you were. He knows nothing of us. As a matter of fact, he won't even know that I'll be watching."
"You don't think he'll notice you sprawled on your bed?" Remus asked.
Sirius glanced down on the floor. "I won't be on my bed. Enough stalling. You're gonna go along with this. You promised. I know you'll like it. And I am gonna watch."
Remus nodded in acquiescence. "Fine, Padfoot. I still don't know why you want to see me with another bloke. I certainly don't ever fancy seeing that."
Sirius' expression changed for a moment. It was so quick that Remus thought he might of imagined it. Remus kissed Sirius on the side of the mouth and decided that the rest of the plans could wait until later.
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Remus was apprehensive as he climbed the steps to the dorm. James was rather excited when he confirmed for him that he'd be willing to experiment with him. He walked in and saw Sirius standing there, almost bouncing with anticipation.
"Slight change of plans, Moony" Sirius began.
Remus didn't like the sound of that in the slightest. "Um, what?"
"Strip," Sirius said simply. He began to shift from foot to foot, never letting his eyes off of Remus.
"But James'll be here any min-" Remus started before Sirius interrupted him again.
Sirius' eyes were almost feral. "Strip."
Remus didn't hesitate to comply. He placed his clothes, folded, on his trunk beside his bed and awaited Sirius' next order.
Sirius smiled mischievously, "Get on the bed on all fours. Yes, like that. Grab the headboard. Good." Sirius waved his wand and thin ropes wrapped themselves around his wrists, holding him to the headboard and they went around his ankles as well, but there was enough leave for him to remain on his knees. Remus turned his head to glare at Sirius, but stopped when he saw Sirius' flushed face. He felt Sirius' hand trail down his body for a moment before he scooted underneath the bed across from his.
He opened his mouth to ask why when he heard the footsteps outside of the door. He closed his mouth and his eyes and prayed that it was James.
He heard a gasp from behind him and sighed in relief.
"Didn't realise you were this eager, Moony." James said. Remus could almost hear him smirking.
"A bit," Remus said, politely. He didn't want to betray how nervous he was in this position. He could hear James removing his clothes and he hoped, bitterly, that Sirius was enjoying the show.
"What do I do now?" James asked in an uncharacteristically uncertain voice.
Remus tried to relax. "Um, it depends on what you want to do. Do you want to, um, explore or do you just want to shag?"
Remus could feel James' eyes burning into his skin. "Um, just shag I guess."
For some reason, Remus was immensely relieved. It wasn't that he didn't enjoy the rest, but there were some things he didn't want to share with anyone but Sirius.
"Okay. First you should get the jar over there on the bed table. Open and put a bunch on your fingers." Remus hoped his voice was steadier than his nerves.
A cold hand came to rest on his arse. "Now," Remus continued. "place one finger inside of me. Go slowly." He gasped at the suddenness of the pressure. It felt better when Sirius was the one to do this.
Remus bit back a moan as James accidentally brushed his prostate. "Good. Now, add another finger. And more lube, if you need it." He closed his eyes as the intrusion burned slightly. He glanced to his side to see eyes peering back at him. He licked his lips a bit. He mouthed the word, happy and was surprised to see Sirius shake his head no.
James was now pressing three fingers inside of him and he was close to telling him to hurry the fuck up. "I'm ready. Put some on yourself and I think you can figure this part out." The fingers had just barely left his body when he heard a growl from the other side of the room.
Padfoot was baring his teeth, growling in anger at James. He snapped his jaws a few times as he advanced. Remus noticed out of the corner of his eye this strange look on James' face.
"Okay, Padfoot. I'm leaving." James grabbed a robe and rustled it on and the door shut behind them. Remus was not surprised to feel the weight on the mattress shift.
"Jealous?" Remus asked. There was no verbal response, but he felt something cold and wet pressed against his crevice. It was a doggy nose. Remus yelped and tried to pull away, but found himself still bound to the bed. The fur tickled his back as Padfoot moved up the bed. Remus tried not groan, but a part of him liked to imagine what Padfoot would feel inside of him.
"Sirius?" A bark answered him. "Padfoot?" A large rough tongue on his neck was the response. "Change back and fuck me." Remus was far too horny to be self-conscious about begging. Another bark. That meant no. He felt something hard pressed against his arse and his eyes widened in surprise. Padfoot was whimpering at this point, gently thrusting against him. Remus shifted at the same time Padfoot thrust and he was in. It felt so different than Sirius, thinner, longer. He pressed back against it until he could feel the furry underside of Padfoot's body against his arse. Another lick on his neck and Padfoot began fucking him in earnest. He braced his hands against the headboard and used the leverage to meet Padfoot's thrusts. The rough, coarse fur on his back excited him. He wanted nothing more than to grasp his hard cock and stroke himself to completion. Padfoot was snuffling behind him, making the most gorgeous keening noises.
Remus was lost. "Please, Padfoot. Harder. I want you. I need you. I fucking love you." The words fell from his lips without him even realising what he was saying. A voice in the back of his head told him that he should be ashamed of his behaviour, but he didn't care. He lowered his head, shoulders closer to the mattress causing Padfoot's angle to change. Every maddening thrust brushed his prostate. He was begging, pleading, praying to whatever god that would listen to let him please come.
And then he did.
Padfoot whimpered as his muscles clenched around him. Padfoot shifted as if he were coming too. Some brief thought about the difference in dog's cocks crossed his mind, but he was too tired to care. Remus panted as he tried not to fall asleep right there. He tried hard to remember the release phrase they used for the ropes. Sirius hadn't used them for a while.
"Shit," Remus cursed only to find the ropes receding. Padfoot was still slumped on his back, cock still throbbing. Remus lowered himself to the mattress and promptly passed out, Padfoot on top of him. He didn't even give a passing thought to closing his curtains.
Hours later James snuck back in the room and was shocked by what he saw. Padfoot lay on top of Remus. Remus who was still completely naked. Naked and asleep. He edged closer and stared at the proof that Padfoot was likely still inside Remus.
Padfoot lifted his head and blinked at James who was standing there with his mouth agape. Sirius transformed back, but didn't move from where he was. Even though he shifted his weight slightly, his cock still was lodged inside Remus' body.
James was at a loss. He hadn't realised that Sirius felt any claim over Remus, but it was clear that he did now. He did the only thing he could do. He grinned.
Sirius grinned back and rested his head on Remus' shoulder. James tugged the curtains closed because he really didn't think that Peter would handle this well at all. As he left the room, he heard Sirius' voice, oddly quiet, serious.
"I couldn't help it, Moony. I had to claim what's mine."