Abyss
Title: Abyss
Author: missgryff
length: 200 words
rating: R for wank :)
It’s 3 a.m. and Remus can’t sleep. The full moon is in two days.
Oh, what he wouldn’t give for a porn mag right now.
He’s staring at the curtains round his four-poster, thinking about why the hell the full makes him a horny bastard.
But that doesn’t last long because he closes his eyes and reaches his hand down to grab his cock.
Ahhh. That feels better.
His feet tangle in the sheets. He bites his lip and turns his head to the side. All of his muscles are coiled tightly.
His hand starts pumping a little faster and his brows furrow, his mouth betrays him and lets a groan escape his lips.
Remus’ free hand is scrabbling on the bed, grasping for leverage. Hips are moving to make it just that little bit better. Ahhhh.
The sheet has pooled somewhere around Remus’ ankles, shackling his feet. He’s sweating even more now, the heat of the night and of the call of the moon reaching his bones.
He can’t hear much besides the pounding of his heartbeat, but he swears he hears a groan coming from Sirius’ bed right before he soars over the edge of that spectacular abyss.
Author: missgryff
length: 200 words
rating: R for wank :)
It’s 3 a.m. and Remus can’t sleep. The full moon is in two days.
Oh, what he wouldn’t give for a porn mag right now.
He’s staring at the curtains round his four-poster, thinking about why the hell the full makes him a horny bastard.
But that doesn’t last long because he closes his eyes and reaches his hand down to grab his cock.
Ahhh. That feels better.
His feet tangle in the sheets. He bites his lip and turns his head to the side. All of his muscles are coiled tightly.
His hand starts pumping a little faster and his brows furrow, his mouth betrays him and lets a groan escape his lips.
Remus’ free hand is scrabbling on the bed, grasping for leverage. Hips are moving to make it just that little bit better. Ahhhh.
The sheet has pooled somewhere around Remus’ ankles, shackling his feet. He’s sweating even more now, the heat of the night and of the call of the moon reaching his bones.
He can’t hear much besides the pounding of his heartbeat, but he swears he hears a groan coming from Sirius’ bed right before he soars over the edge of that spectacular abyss.