Day Twenty-Two Drabbles!
The pups are all grown up today--but still just as sexy!
Title: take me on the floor.
Author: katie_padfoot
Summary: ”It’s a little unnerving how everything has changed, and yet when it’s just the two of them if feels as though nothing has.”
Contains: pretty mild sex and swearing.
Notes: so I read the word prompt wrong (I thought it said gasp) and almost sent it in like that. A little tweak and voila - the correct prompt was used! 300 words exactly.
Prompt Number: 45
It’s been years since they last did this, too many to count probably- long before Azkaban and the Dementors and the heartbreak and the loneliness , but it doesn’t matter, not now they’re finally back in each others arms and Sirius is gasping beneath Remus.
The werewolf sighs before lovingly trailing a hand up his lover’s thigh (which is quivering against his own), over the arch of his perfect arse, up a curved and protruding spine and finally down a tensed bicep until their hands are grasped together. Remus uses it as leverage to push himself harder, deeper… just more until they’re both shaking from the feeling. It’s been so long since either felt anything and this is almost too much - this friction, this passion, this fucking raging fire between them which clearly never burnt out despite all those intervening years and horrible memories. It’s a little unnerving how everything has changed, and yet when it’s just the two of them if feels as though nothing has.
And then Sirius’ hand is braced against the wall, pushing him back onto Remus so there’s not an inch of space left between their joined bodies. The floor is cold beneath them (the flimsy rug which they some how ended up on does little to cushion the hard stone) and the candles which Remus lit hours ago have almost burnt out but it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters but them and the fucking perfect moment which they’re sharing.
“Moony” is gasped into the air as Sirius finally lets go, his body rigid as he rides on waves of never ending ecstasy. Remus isn’t far behind and something which sounds suspiciously like a confession of love is whimpered before he collapses onto the raven haired man - limp and thoroughly sated.
“I love you too Moony.”
Title: Necessary Lube Experimentation
Author: amuly
Summary:Sirius wants to try out some new lube; Remus is not amused.
Contains: messiness, improbable amounts of lube in a single tube.
Notes: I wasn't sure if the prompter was thinking of “wrestling over lube” or “wrestling in lube”, so I did both. Huzzah!
Prompt Number: 19
Sirius laughed, holding the lube out of Remus' grasp as the other man reached across him for it. "No! Sirius! We are not using cherry-flavored ultra-sensation lube! The normal KY is fine."
Sirius shook his head, laughing harder as he continued to hold the tube away from Remus. He did his best to ignore the all-too-pleasurable sensation of Remus' naked body sliding across his own; although, judging by the erection Remus was sporting, he was as distracted as Sirius. "But Moony, there's so many different sorts, now! It's like, all the seminal work on lube was done while I was prison, and I missed out on trying them all!"
With a growl Remus lunged. He only succeeded in making Sirius squeeze the tube harder, causing lube to erupt out of the tube and over the two naked men.
Sirius burst out laughing, delighting in the ridiculous, sticky mess. Squeezing the rest of the tube out over them, he tackled Remus, smearing the lube all over them until their lubed-covered skin slid over each other and they fell to the bed. Sirius started licking his way down Remus' body, humming as the taste of cherries hit his tongue. Remus laughed, squirming beneath him. The lube made their skin so slick that Remus couldn't get enough traction to push Sirius off of him.
When Sirius finally entered Remus, laughing the whole time, their hands and legs slipped over each other as they tried to find leverage. Sirius ended up laughing through his orgasm, and had to slide his hand more tightly than normal over Remus' erection to create enough friction for him to come.
Never one to bask in the afterglow, Remus smacked Sirius as he slid out of him. "Shower, now. And I've got sheets to wash."
Title: I Remember This
Author: rhye
Summary: PWP, Remus and Sirius have it off in the Shack before they both leave Hogwarts.
Contains: Rough sex with minimal lubrication and not a lot of tenderness.
Notes:
Prompt Number: 45
I Remember This
Remus hadn’t been inside a man in twelve years. Sure, he’d fucked cheap Knockturn Alley hookers and hags. He’d even had a steady Muggle girlfriend for a good six months. There was plenty of pleasure to be found in the delicate, sweeping folds of a pussy, in the heady, alkaline scent of minge.
But nothing Remus had sought and found in the past twelve years compared to this: Sirius Black bent double as Remus sheathed himself in the beautiful man’s tight arsehole, only spit and a bit of natural slick to aid the path. Sirius groaned in pain but Remus didn’t slow, reaching around Sirius to grasp Sirius’s dick. Remus wasn’t surprised to feel that Sirius’s erection had flagged at the pain, but a few steady strokes brought Sirius back to attention.
They didn’t speak, other than grunts of pleasure and pain. They’d never re-negotiated this relationship, never decided that it would begin again. They simply had fallen hard to the worm floor of the Shack, trousers and pants and shirts hastily discarded as Remus positioned Sirius in front of himself.
And now there was nothing left but blind sensation, need and the results of having been apart for twelve years, twelve years in which Sirius hadn’t even been able to jerk off and Remus had restrained himself to pussy.
With a final groan, Remus came, spilling himself into Sirius. Sirius released a strangled cry and Remus felt Sirius’s muscles tense, then felt the come spilling over onto his hand.
They disentangled themselves, not a word spoken. Remus dressed slowly. “I’m leaving Hogwarts,” he told Sirius.
“I’m leaving Britain,” Sirius answered. Sirius always had to one-up him.
Remus nodded, leaving the Shack without another word.
Title: take me on the floor.
Author: katie_padfoot
Summary: ”It’s a little unnerving how everything has changed, and yet when it’s just the two of them if feels as though nothing has.”
Contains: pretty mild sex and swearing.
Notes: so I read the word prompt wrong (I thought it said gasp) and almost sent it in like that. A little tweak and voila - the correct prompt was used! 300 words exactly.
Prompt Number: 45
It’s been years since they last did this, too many to count probably- long before Azkaban and the Dementors and the heartbreak and the loneliness , but it doesn’t matter, not now they’re finally back in each others arms and Sirius is gasping beneath Remus.
The werewolf sighs before lovingly trailing a hand up his lover’s thigh (which is quivering against his own), over the arch of his perfect arse, up a curved and protruding spine and finally down a tensed bicep until their hands are grasped together. Remus uses it as leverage to push himself harder, deeper… just more until they’re both shaking from the feeling. It’s been so long since either felt anything and this is almost too much - this friction, this passion, this fucking raging fire between them which clearly never burnt out despite all those intervening years and horrible memories. It’s a little unnerving how everything has changed, and yet when it’s just the two of them if feels as though nothing has.
And then Sirius’ hand is braced against the wall, pushing him back onto Remus so there’s not an inch of space left between their joined bodies. The floor is cold beneath them (the flimsy rug which they some how ended up on does little to cushion the hard stone) and the candles which Remus lit hours ago have almost burnt out but it doesn’t matter. Nothing matters but them and the fucking perfect moment which they’re sharing.
“Moony” is gasped into the air as Sirius finally lets go, his body rigid as he rides on waves of never ending ecstasy. Remus isn’t far behind and something which sounds suspiciously like a confession of love is whimpered before he collapses onto the raven haired man - limp and thoroughly sated.
“I love you too Moony.”
Title: Necessary Lube Experimentation
Author: amuly
Summary:Sirius wants to try out some new lube; Remus is not amused.
Contains: messiness, improbable amounts of lube in a single tube.
Notes: I wasn't sure if the prompter was thinking of “wrestling over lube” or “wrestling in lube”, so I did both. Huzzah!
Prompt Number: 19
Sirius laughed, holding the lube out of Remus' grasp as the other man reached across him for it. "No! Sirius! We are not using cherry-flavored ultra-sensation lube! The normal KY is fine."
Sirius shook his head, laughing harder as he continued to hold the tube away from Remus. He did his best to ignore the all-too-pleasurable sensation of Remus' naked body sliding across his own; although, judging by the erection Remus was sporting, he was as distracted as Sirius. "But Moony, there's so many different sorts, now! It's like, all the seminal work on lube was done while I was prison, and I missed out on trying them all!"
With a growl Remus lunged. He only succeeded in making Sirius squeeze the tube harder, causing lube to erupt out of the tube and over the two naked men.
Sirius burst out laughing, delighting in the ridiculous, sticky mess. Squeezing the rest of the tube out over them, he tackled Remus, smearing the lube all over them until their lubed-covered skin slid over each other and they fell to the bed. Sirius started licking his way down Remus' body, humming as the taste of cherries hit his tongue. Remus laughed, squirming beneath him. The lube made their skin so slick that Remus couldn't get enough traction to push Sirius off of him.
When Sirius finally entered Remus, laughing the whole time, their hands and legs slipped over each other as they tried to find leverage. Sirius ended up laughing through his orgasm, and had to slide his hand more tightly than normal over Remus' erection to create enough friction for him to come.
Never one to bask in the afterglow, Remus smacked Sirius as he slid out of him. "Shower, now. And I've got sheets to wash."
Title: I Remember This
Author: rhye
Summary: PWP, Remus and Sirius have it off in the Shack before they both leave Hogwarts.
Contains: Rough sex with minimal lubrication and not a lot of tenderness.
Notes:
Prompt Number: 45
I Remember This
Remus hadn’t been inside a man in twelve years. Sure, he’d fucked cheap Knockturn Alley hookers and hags. He’d even had a steady Muggle girlfriend for a good six months. There was plenty of pleasure to be found in the delicate, sweeping folds of a pussy, in the heady, alkaline scent of minge.
But nothing Remus had sought and found in the past twelve years compared to this: Sirius Black bent double as Remus sheathed himself in the beautiful man’s tight arsehole, only spit and a bit of natural slick to aid the path. Sirius groaned in pain but Remus didn’t slow, reaching around Sirius to grasp Sirius’s dick. Remus wasn’t surprised to feel that Sirius’s erection had flagged at the pain, but a few steady strokes brought Sirius back to attention.
They didn’t speak, other than grunts of pleasure and pain. They’d never re-negotiated this relationship, never decided that it would begin again. They simply had fallen hard to the worm floor of the Shack, trousers and pants and shirts hastily discarded as Remus positioned Sirius in front of himself.
And now there was nothing left but blind sensation, need and the results of having been apart for twelve years, twelve years in which Sirius hadn’t even been able to jerk off and Remus had restrained himself to pussy.
With a final groan, Remus came, spilling himself into Sirius. Sirius released a strangled cry and Remus felt Sirius’s muscles tense, then felt the come spilling over onto his hand.
They disentangled themselves, not a word spoken. Remus dressed slowly. “I’m leaving Hogwarts,” he told Sirius.
“I’m leaving Britain,” Sirius answered. Sirius always had to one-up him.
Remus nodded, leaving the Shack without another word.