Day Twelve Drabbles
Day Twelve already! Keep the love coming in the comments, guys. :)
Title: Distraction
Author: epithalamium
Summary: Moony was wearing the Face again.
Contains: Toe-licking, boys screaming like girls.
Notes: Reading this over, I am convinced that there is nothing hot at all about it. I might have to ask for everyone’s forgiveness.
Prompt Number: 48
Remus was wearing the Face again. It was the one Face that made James shut up and walk on tiptoes around Remus and likewise made Peter uneasy and clumsier than usual. Only Sirius, who grew up with his mother’s frozen countenance, was unimpressed.
Also, he had a secret weapon, something he’s never told anyone else because he liked sharing secrets with Remus, who was the best person to keep secrets with.
It was this: Remus was very ticklish. Scream-like-a-girl, face-turning-a-faint-pink, and breath-coming-in-short-gasps ticklish. Sirius’s favourite spot to tickle Moony was under his feet, the graceful arc of Remus’s instep and the way his toes curled as he tried to keep his Prefect dignity intact. Which was useless, of course, since Sirius was nothing if not persistent.
Sirius looked around the dorm to make sure that they were alone before throwing himself next to Remus on the bed. ‘What’s up, Moony Moony.’
Remus sighed. ‘I’m tired, Sirius.’
‘You’re such an old man, Moony.’ Up close, Sirius could see the dark circles around Remus’s bloodshot eyes. Sirius reached down, fingers whispering against Remus’s ankle.
‘Sirius.’ Remus’s tone was a warning, but then Sirius was brushing the tips of his fingers across Moony’s foot and Moony couldn’t keep back a breathless little shriek, ‘Sirius!’
Sirius grinned. It was the toe-curling that did it, really, the noises that Remus was making, and the tightness at the corner of his lips earlier. Sirius leaned down, tracing the line of Remus’s big toe with his tongue experimentally. Moony’s skin was faintly salty, smelled of soap. Brown-sugar wisps of hair, and toes that seemed perfect for suckling.
‘What are you doing?’
Sirius looked up. ‘Do you mind?’
Remus closed his eyes as Sirius continued sucking on his little toe, shaky rush of breath: ‘No.’
‘Well, good.’
Title: In The Library
Author: Mary Ann Summers
Summary: Libraries aren't just good for studying.
Contains: Some fondling in the library.
Notes: Written for the Moony and Padfoot Porny Drabble Fest
Prompt Number: #9
In their sixth year Sirius and Remus found a new facet to their relationship. With their attention turned away from girls, their new obsession was finding the right time and place for stolen kisses. Soon followed by touches, first fleeting then more sure. And the castle began to look differently, finding a niche to hide in or a quiet shadow.
The library had the distinction of being the best place in the castle for a small snog here and there. The librarian was more concerned with loud talking and sneaking restricted books and seemed oblivious to them. Soon they found an excuse to study in the library at least twice a week.
Tonight was no different, Sirius and Remus sitting at the table farthest back and side by side. Remus really was reading his Potions text book when he felt his mate's hand drift between his legs. He had gotten good at not making noise, just sucking in a breath as the blissful pleasure began to flow through his system.
Fingers slid over black cotton, teasing the hard length that laid beneath. Sirius' touch always did that to him. He narrowed his eyes until they were just slits, pushing against the hand sweetly torturing him. His stomach fluttered and soon he was biting his lip to hold back little cries of delight. And then the moment of pure bliss overtook him, blotting out everything around him for a few seconds of perfection.
Sirius pressed a gruff kiss to his cheek and Remus sighed happily. His pants would be stiff in the front, but no one would notice. And if they did, he would wear it as a mark of pride. The mark of the bond he had with his Padfoot.
Title: He Sparkles
Author: ali_wilde
Summary: When you have glitter and glam rock, all that’s needed is sex.
Contains: sparklies, sex
Notes: This is a work of fiction. No copyright infringement meant.
Prompt Number: 27 - glam rock Sirius
HE SPARKLES
Gold, silver, blue, red, green. Glitter rained down on the audience, appearing in all its effervescent glory as it floated past the brightness of the lights. Sirius looked up so it would land on his face and stick there, adhered by the combination of make-up and sweat.
Remus didn’t think he’d ever seen Sirius look more beautiful. Make-up and glitter suited him. Black as sin eyeliner made Sirius’ eyes smoulder when they favoured him with a look. Lips painted a sparkly purple smiled at him.
Remus shook his hair, watching the little sparkles fly out around him. Sirius caught them and pressed his hands to Remus’ cheeks and neck. And before he could protest, those purple shimmery lips captured his, leaving him breathless.
He was turned around and his denim clad arse pulled against Sirius. He could feel Sirius’ erection as if they were both naked. Hidden by the crowd, Remus watched Sirius’ black tipped fingers unfasten his jeans and slip inside. They teased his cock, scraped softly, wriggling until they finally had enough room to wrap around and stroke.
Remus caught his breath and closed his eyes, leaning back into Sirius’ embrace. Lips were on his neck, then teeth, biting… sucking. Long, sensual fingers circling his cock, pumping it. Sirius moving against his arse. Everything in time with the deep throbbing bass of the music.
Lost in the crowd, primal sex radiating from every one of them, Remus let it surround him, yelling his release to the sparkling atmosphere.
Title: Distraction
Author: epithalamium
Summary: Moony was wearing the Face again.
Contains: Toe-licking, boys screaming like girls.
Notes: Reading this over, I am convinced that there is nothing hot at all about it. I might have to ask for everyone’s forgiveness.
Prompt Number: 48
Remus was wearing the Face again. It was the one Face that made James shut up and walk on tiptoes around Remus and likewise made Peter uneasy and clumsier than usual. Only Sirius, who grew up with his mother’s frozen countenance, was unimpressed.
Also, he had a secret weapon, something he’s never told anyone else because he liked sharing secrets with Remus, who was the best person to keep secrets with.
It was this: Remus was very ticklish. Scream-like-a-girl, face-turning-a-faint-pink, and breath-coming-in-short-gasps ticklish. Sirius’s favourite spot to tickle Moony was under his feet, the graceful arc of Remus’s instep and the way his toes curled as he tried to keep his Prefect dignity intact. Which was useless, of course, since Sirius was nothing if not persistent.
Sirius looked around the dorm to make sure that they were alone before throwing himself next to Remus on the bed. ‘What’s up, Moony Moony.’
Remus sighed. ‘I’m tired, Sirius.’
‘You’re such an old man, Moony.’ Up close, Sirius could see the dark circles around Remus’s bloodshot eyes. Sirius reached down, fingers whispering against Remus’s ankle.
‘Sirius.’ Remus’s tone was a warning, but then Sirius was brushing the tips of his fingers across Moony’s foot and Moony couldn’t keep back a breathless little shriek, ‘Sirius!’
Sirius grinned. It was the toe-curling that did it, really, the noises that Remus was making, and the tightness at the corner of his lips earlier. Sirius leaned down, tracing the line of Remus’s big toe with his tongue experimentally. Moony’s skin was faintly salty, smelled of soap. Brown-sugar wisps of hair, and toes that seemed perfect for suckling.
‘What are you doing?’
Sirius looked up. ‘Do you mind?’
Remus closed his eyes as Sirius continued sucking on his little toe, shaky rush of breath: ‘No.’
‘Well, good.’
Title: In The Library
Author: Mary Ann Summers
Summary: Libraries aren't just good for studying.
Contains: Some fondling in the library.
Notes: Written for the Moony and Padfoot Porny Drabble Fest
Prompt Number: #9
In their sixth year Sirius and Remus found a new facet to their relationship. With their attention turned away from girls, their new obsession was finding the right time and place for stolen kisses. Soon followed by touches, first fleeting then more sure. And the castle began to look differently, finding a niche to hide in or a quiet shadow.
The library had the distinction of being the best place in the castle for a small snog here and there. The librarian was more concerned with loud talking and sneaking restricted books and seemed oblivious to them. Soon they found an excuse to study in the library at least twice a week.
Tonight was no different, Sirius and Remus sitting at the table farthest back and side by side. Remus really was reading his Potions text book when he felt his mate's hand drift between his legs. He had gotten good at not making noise, just sucking in a breath as the blissful pleasure began to flow through his system.
Fingers slid over black cotton, teasing the hard length that laid beneath. Sirius' touch always did that to him. He narrowed his eyes until they were just slits, pushing against the hand sweetly torturing him. His stomach fluttered and soon he was biting his lip to hold back little cries of delight. And then the moment of pure bliss overtook him, blotting out everything around him for a few seconds of perfection.
Sirius pressed a gruff kiss to his cheek and Remus sighed happily. His pants would be stiff in the front, but no one would notice. And if they did, he would wear it as a mark of pride. The mark of the bond he had with his Padfoot.
Title: He Sparkles
Author: ali_wilde
Summary: When you have glitter and glam rock, all that’s needed is sex.
Contains: sparklies, sex
Notes: This is a work of fiction. No copyright infringement meant.
Prompt Number: 27 - glam rock Sirius
HE SPARKLES
Gold, silver, blue, red, green. Glitter rained down on the audience, appearing in all its effervescent glory as it floated past the brightness of the lights. Sirius looked up so it would land on his face and stick there, adhered by the combination of make-up and sweat.
Remus didn’t think he’d ever seen Sirius look more beautiful. Make-up and glitter suited him. Black as sin eyeliner made Sirius’ eyes smoulder when they favoured him with a look. Lips painted a sparkly purple smiled at him.
Remus shook his hair, watching the little sparkles fly out around him. Sirius caught them and pressed his hands to Remus’ cheeks and neck. And before he could protest, those purple shimmery lips captured his, leaving him breathless.
He was turned around and his denim clad arse pulled against Sirius. He could feel Sirius’ erection as if they were both naked. Hidden by the crowd, Remus watched Sirius’ black tipped fingers unfasten his jeans and slip inside. They teased his cock, scraped softly, wriggling until they finally had enough room to wrap around and stroke.
Remus caught his breath and closed his eyes, leaning back into Sirius’ embrace. Lips were on his neck, then teeth, biting… sucking. Long, sensual fingers circling his cock, pumping it. Sirius moving against his arse. Everything in time with the deep throbbing bass of the music.
Lost in the crowd, primal sex radiating from every one of them, Remus let it surround him, yelling his release to the sparkling atmosphere.