Teabags
Title: Teabags
Rating: NC-17
Plot: Sirius is thirsty....
Disclaimer: Don't own, not for profit.
There was no doubt, Sirius was a top. Sure, he would give into Remus’s pleas and bottom on occasion, but he never really got anything out of it. He only did it because it made Remus happy. And when he did top, he was never quite right for a few days after words. This made sleeping arrangements very uncomplicated: Sirius would top, and Remus would bottom. It was an agreement that worked out quite nicely.
There was one thing that Sirius did like more than topping, and that was giving head. He especially loved giving it after he had just came and Remus hadn’t come from getting thoroughly fucked. He loved the way Remus went crazy when Sirius had his dick all the way down his throat, quiet and polite Remus would become loud and foul mouthed. He also had a strange obsession with Remus’s balls. He often remarked how they looked like two eggs dropped in a sack.
And sucking dick was all that Sirius had thought about the whole day. He fantasized about it during his classes, this proved to be a very unhelpful in potions when he started to drool in his potions. Who knew saliva could ruin an antidote for Billywig stings? Unfortunately, Remus had not been in the mood for sex for the past few weeks. So Sirius had to deal with rebuff after rebuff.
Finally, a chance for Sirius came when Peter and James were at advanced astrology, Remus was doing Runes homework, and Sirius should have been writing his potions essay. But instead of doing his homework, Sirius was reading some smutty pulp fiction novel and singing an annoying song.
“Sirius, could you please be a little quieter? I’m trying to get this done.” Remus asked calmly enough.
“No.” Sirius replied bluntly.
“I was afraid of that.” Remus sighed. “What do you want?”
Sirius grinned. “I’m thirsty.”
“Then have a cup of tea.” Remus replied, and patted the pot sitting next to his inkstand.
“No. I’m thirsty.” Sirius said, letting it sink in.
“Oh.” Remus had got it.
Sirius walked over to Remus and placed his hand on his shoulder.
“Please Moony?” He whispered, leaning towards Remus’s ear. “I know you’ll like it.”
“If I let you, will you….oh god” Sirius had slithered his tongue into Remus’s ear. “Will you leave me alone and let me work?”
“And I’ll give you a bar of chocolate.” Sirius had worked his hands down to Remus’s pants. One hand was unbuttoning his pants; the other was playing with Remus’s stiffening dick.
“As if I had a choice.” Remus said, standing up to give Sirius better access. Sirius quickly pulled down Remus’s trousers and knickers. Remus’s dick sprang to attention.
Sirius wasted no time getting to work. He got on his knees and, being the impatient bugger he is, swallowed the thing whole. This caused him to gag and take the cock out of his mouth. Remus chuckled; his laughter soon became a moan as Sirius began to lick his cockhead.
“Oh fuck.”
“Like that?” Sirius had come up for air.
Remus shoved Sirius’s head to the base. “Does that answer your question?”
Sirius was in heaven, he slowly massaged Remus’s shaft with his tongue, enjoying the slightly gamy taste. Remus was moaning, thrusting and cursing. Sirius curled his lips carefully grazed his teeth on Remus’s dick, not enough to hurt, but enough for Remus to scratch his nails down Sirius’s scalp.
Suddenly Sirius stopped.
“Don’t stop Pads.” Remus growled in protest.
“Don’t worry, I’m not done.”
Sirius moved his head down under Remus’s dick and began to lick his left testicle.
“Shit!” Remus yelled as Sirius engulfed it in his mouth, he was sucking it like there was no tomorrow.
It was too much for Remus to handle; his balls began to retract, as if trying to escape from Sirius’s mouth. Remus gave a groan and fall back onto the desk, causing the desk to rattle and the teapot to fall to the floor with a crash. Sirius felt warm, wet puddles on the back of his shirt and the sliver of skin exposed between his shirt and trousers.
Sirius stood up while Remus put on his pants.
“Thanks Moony, I needed that.”
“Anytime.” Remus leaned over and gave Sirius a quick smooch.
“It’s too bad about the tea though.”
Remus looked at the puddle of tea on the floor and the mess of broken porcelain and shrugged his shoulders. With a quick flick of his wand the puddle disappeared and the pot was whole again.
“You always were the best at nonverbal spells.” Sirius remarked, picking up the pot.
“It’s because I do my homework.” Remus retorted, putting his paper back in order. Soon he was back to work, and Sirius just stood there watching. This soon irritated Remus.
“What?”
“Now I really am thirsty.”
Remus groaned in exasperation. “Fine, I’ll make some tea. Hope you don’t mind teabags.”
“Don’t worry Moony,” Sirius replied with a smirk, “I think that for this occasion, teabags will be perfect.”
Rating: NC-17
Plot: Sirius is thirsty....
Disclaimer: Don't own, not for profit.
There was no doubt, Sirius was a top. Sure, he would give into Remus’s pleas and bottom on occasion, but he never really got anything out of it. He only did it because it made Remus happy. And when he did top, he was never quite right for a few days after words. This made sleeping arrangements very uncomplicated: Sirius would top, and Remus would bottom. It was an agreement that worked out quite nicely.
There was one thing that Sirius did like more than topping, and that was giving head. He especially loved giving it after he had just came and Remus hadn’t come from getting thoroughly fucked. He loved the way Remus went crazy when Sirius had his dick all the way down his throat, quiet and polite Remus would become loud and foul mouthed. He also had a strange obsession with Remus’s balls. He often remarked how they looked like two eggs dropped in a sack.
And sucking dick was all that Sirius had thought about the whole day. He fantasized about it during his classes, this proved to be a very unhelpful in potions when he started to drool in his potions. Who knew saliva could ruin an antidote for Billywig stings? Unfortunately, Remus had not been in the mood for sex for the past few weeks. So Sirius had to deal with rebuff after rebuff.
Finally, a chance for Sirius came when Peter and James were at advanced astrology, Remus was doing Runes homework, and Sirius should have been writing his potions essay. But instead of doing his homework, Sirius was reading some smutty pulp fiction novel and singing an annoying song.
“Sirius, could you please be a little quieter? I’m trying to get this done.” Remus asked calmly enough.
“No.” Sirius replied bluntly.
“I was afraid of that.” Remus sighed. “What do you want?”
Sirius grinned. “I’m thirsty.”
“Then have a cup of tea.” Remus replied, and patted the pot sitting next to his inkstand.
“No. I’m thirsty.” Sirius said, letting it sink in.
“Oh.” Remus had got it.
Sirius walked over to Remus and placed his hand on his shoulder.
“Please Moony?” He whispered, leaning towards Remus’s ear. “I know you’ll like it.”
“If I let you, will you….oh god” Sirius had slithered his tongue into Remus’s ear. “Will you leave me alone and let me work?”
“And I’ll give you a bar of chocolate.” Sirius had worked his hands down to Remus’s pants. One hand was unbuttoning his pants; the other was playing with Remus’s stiffening dick.
“As if I had a choice.” Remus said, standing up to give Sirius better access. Sirius quickly pulled down Remus’s trousers and knickers. Remus’s dick sprang to attention.
Sirius wasted no time getting to work. He got on his knees and, being the impatient bugger he is, swallowed the thing whole. This caused him to gag and take the cock out of his mouth. Remus chuckled; his laughter soon became a moan as Sirius began to lick his cockhead.
“Oh fuck.”
“Like that?” Sirius had come up for air.
Remus shoved Sirius’s head to the base. “Does that answer your question?”
Sirius was in heaven, he slowly massaged Remus’s shaft with his tongue, enjoying the slightly gamy taste. Remus was moaning, thrusting and cursing. Sirius curled his lips carefully grazed his teeth on Remus’s dick, not enough to hurt, but enough for Remus to scratch his nails down Sirius’s scalp.
Suddenly Sirius stopped.
“Don’t stop Pads.” Remus growled in protest.
“Don’t worry, I’m not done.”
Sirius moved his head down under Remus’s dick and began to lick his left testicle.
“Shit!” Remus yelled as Sirius engulfed it in his mouth, he was sucking it like there was no tomorrow.
It was too much for Remus to handle; his balls began to retract, as if trying to escape from Sirius’s mouth. Remus gave a groan and fall back onto the desk, causing the desk to rattle and the teapot to fall to the floor with a crash. Sirius felt warm, wet puddles on the back of his shirt and the sliver of skin exposed between his shirt and trousers.
Sirius stood up while Remus put on his pants.
“Thanks Moony, I needed that.”
“Anytime.” Remus leaned over and gave Sirius a quick smooch.
“It’s too bad about the tea though.”
Remus looked at the puddle of tea on the floor and the mess of broken porcelain and shrugged his shoulders. With a quick flick of his wand the puddle disappeared and the pot was whole again.
“You always were the best at nonverbal spells.” Sirius remarked, picking up the pot.
“It’s because I do my homework.” Remus retorted, putting his paper back in order. Soon he was back to work, and Sirius just stood there watching. This soon irritated Remus.
“What?”
“Now I really am thirsty.”
Remus groaned in exasperation. “Fine, I’ll make some tea. Hope you don’t mind teabags.”
“Don’t worry Moony,” Sirius replied with a smirk, “I think that for this occasion, teabags will be perfect.”