fullmoon_dreams: The Last Day (NC-17 - Remus/Sirius)
Title: The Last Day
Author: fullmoon_dreams
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: Remus/Sirius 100.3
Prompt: 028 Final
Word Count: 1618
Genre: Romance
Summary: Remus and Sirius spend time together on their final morning at Hogwarts
Warnings: Slash, bad language, smut and the total lack of even the pretence of a plot. Oh and also unbeta’d.
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognise. J K Rowling retains all copyright.
The dormitory was neat and tidy. There was nothing there that gave the impression that the room had been home to four messy teenage boys for the last year.
Sirius Black was looking out the window. As Remus approached he could see that there was an unusually sombre expression on his face.
“Padfoot?” he whispered, unsure of his friend’s mood. “You all packed?”
Sirius nodded. “Yeah. Didn’t have that much stuff I wanted to take with me. You?”
“All done last night,” Remus replied with a grin. “So, want to take a last chance to fool around while the others aren’t here?”
Sirius laughed and turned round. “Where are they anyway?”
“Peter’s in the middle of a chess match with Derek. He’s determined to beat him once this year, even if they have to carry on the match on the train. And Prongs is in the Owlery with Lily. Apparently her bird doesn’t want to leave either and is hiding out in the rafters. He’s helping her get it down.”
“So we have the place to ourselves, huh?” Sirius commented with a chuckle as he eyed the recently made beds.
“That’s right,” Remus replied, and he tugged the other teenager towards him by his belt. “If you’re serious about telling the others about us on the train then this really is our last chance to sneak around.”
Sirius smiled and steered Remus towards the nearest bed, tumbling him back onto the mattress and climbing on top of him.
“Better make the most of it then, hadn’t we?” he said as he made short work of the buttons on Remus’s shirt, pushing it aside to reveal the smooth, slightly tanned chest.
“Gorgeous,” he whispered, leaning down to take one of the brown nipples into his mouth, tugging it lightly between his teeth, then sucking it to numb the sharp pain.
Remus could feel his heart rate quickening as Sirius paid homage to first one nipple, then the other, before trailing kisses down his chest. Not for the first time, he found himself grateful that the wolf couldn’t do much damage to his chest, not like he did his arms and legs. Only the places the wolf’s teeth could reach were scarred, and thankfully they could not reach his chest.
He could hear footsteps running back and forth outside of the door. Students were running around, ensuring they had everything they needed for the journey home. He knew that any one of them could burst into the room and catch them. They were taking one last risk on their final day at Hogwarts, and the danger excited Remus almost as much as the delicious torture Sirius was inflicting on him.
Sirius’s tongue swept into his belly button while his hands tugged his belt undone and nimble fingers pulled down the zipper of his fly.
Sirius laughed and looked up. “You had this planned, didn’t you?” he accused as he sat up in order to look Remus in the eyes.
Remus put on his most innocent expression, the one that had got him out of numerous detentions with his friends. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said.
Sirius arched an eyebrow and reached down run his hand over the naked flesh that had been revealed. “Don’t you?” he asked as he pushed the trousers out of the way and teased him with feather-light touches.
Remus tried to arch into the touch, but Sirius was pinning him down far too effectively for him to move more than a fraction.
“You think Prongs has caught Lily’s owl yet?” Sirius asked conversationally.
“Fuck Lily’s owl,” Remus hissed as he reached out for Sirius’s hand and guided it back where he wanted it.
“Impatient?” Sirius teased as he took him in a firm grip and squeezed.
Remus was torn between laughing at the ridiculous question and gasping with pleasure. What came out was a cross between the two that Sirius swallowed with a hard kiss.
Remus opened his mouth to allow Sirius’s tongue to access it, savouring the taste of the other young man as they each fought to control the kiss. He reached out to pull Sirius’s shirt from his trousers and heard the tearing of fabric as it came free. Sirius either didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Sirius’s hand was still tugging at his cock, the pace uneven, but steadily pushing him closer to the edge.
With what few faculties he had left, Remus undid Sirius’s own trousers and pushed them down as far as he could reach, which was, admittedly, not that far. Still, it was far enough for Remus to now grasp Sirius’s bare arse and pull him closer. It seemed that Sirius had other ideas though.
Sirius’s hand slipped from his cock as he moved down to replace it with his mouth.
Remus kept his eyes open as Sirius lapped at the head of his cock, his tongue swirling first one way and then the other, teasing the sensitive slit, before pulling away to lavish attention on his balls.
The pounding of blood in his ears dimmed the sound of footsteps outside. The door was closed, but not locked. James and Peter could walk in on them right now. Remus didn’t care if they were caught. He never had. He only cared that Sirius worried about their friends’ reactions. Sirius, arrogant and selfish, but with a deep fear of losing his friends, had always been scared that James would turn from him when he found out about his sexual preferences.
Remus had harboured no such fears, but he had respected Sirius’s wishes to keep their relationship secret until they left Hogwarts.
Now that time had come. In just an hour they would be on the Hogwarts Express, leaving behind them Hogwarts School and childish things. They would finally be telling their closest friends about their relationship, giving up the last of their secrets and trusting that James and Peter would treat them exactly the same as they always had.
Until that moment came though, they were still resorting to sneaking around, stealing moments of pleasure that were that much more intense because of the danger of being caught.
They had been careless many times, but never quite so careless - carefree - as they were being right now.
Remus moaned as Sirius sucked at his balls, first one, then the other, then back to the first, before finally returning to the leaking cock. A quick suck, taking no more than half the length into his mouth, and he was gone again.
“You’re a cock tease,” Remus accused between breathless pants.
Sirius chuckled as he pushed off his trousers and tossed them aside. “Want you in me,” he said as he straddled Remus once more.
Remus frowned. “I already packed the lube,” he admitted. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten something so important when he had decided to grasp one last moment with Sirius before they left Hogwarts.
Sirius shook his head. “No matter,” he replied. “I’m still stretched from last night.”
Remus smiled, recalling their final foray into the prefects’ bathroom. “If you’re sure?”
Sirius grinned as he hovered over Remus’s engorged cock. “Oh yeah,” he replied as he impaled himself on the hard length.
Remus took hold of Sirius’s hips as he held himself steady, accustoming himself to the welcome invasion of his body.
“Okay?” he asked after a few moments. Sirius nodded as he began to move, slowly at first, then faster, his rhythm steady and practised.
“Gonna do this… every day… when you move… into my flat,” Sirius declared between gasps. “You and me, Remus… You and me.”
Remus nodded as he smiled up at his lover. He let Sirius set the pace, let him ride him to completion. Remus watched in wonder as Sirius threw back his head and screamed out his orgasm, the sight sending him over the edge as well.
Then he held him as he collapsed across his chest, his now limp cock sliding free of Sirius’s hot embrace.
“We should get dressed,” Remus suggested a few minutes later. “The carriages will be leaving soon.”
His only reply was a soft snore.
Remus chuckled and poked Sirius in the shoulder. “Come on, get up.”
Sirius slept on and Remus sighed. He didn’t have the heart to wake him. Perhaps just a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt. He closed his eyes and before he knew it sleep had overtaken him as well.
“For the love of Merlin, get out of bloody bed!” James shouted. “The carriages are leaving in two minutes and you’re shagging?”
Remus opened his eyes and looked into the frantic face of James Potter. “Prongs?” he murmured, trying to figure out why he couldn’t seem to move. Then he realised it was because Sirius was stretched out on top of him. “Oh fuck.”
“Quite,” Peter said from the doorway. “Now how about you save your embarrassment until later, else we’ll all miss the train.”
Sirius sat up and Remus could see the flush of embarrassment and fear on his face. “Prongs?” he whispered, his voice suddenly sounding far younger than his eighteen years.
James rolled his eyes and picked up the long discarded shirt and threw it at him. “Did you really think me and Peter didn’t know?” he asked. “Now hurry up and get dressed.”
Remus watched as James’s authoritative tone galvanised Sirius into action. He grinned as he pulled his own clothes, still half on, back into place.
Things were going to be okay. They might be leaving Hogwarts for the last time, but somehow it didn’t seem as final as it had that morning. It didn’t seem like the end any more. It was really just the start.
Author: fullmoon_dreams
Rating: NC-17
Prompt Set: Remus/Sirius 100.3
Prompt: 028 Final
Word Count: 1618
Genre: Romance
Summary: Remus and Sirius spend time together on their final morning at Hogwarts
Warnings: Slash, bad language, smut and the total lack of even the pretence of a plot. Oh and also unbeta’d.
Disclaimer: I own nothing that you recognise. J K Rowling retains all copyright.
The dormitory was neat and tidy. There was nothing there that gave the impression that the room had been home to four messy teenage boys for the last year.
Sirius Black was looking out the window. As Remus approached he could see that there was an unusually sombre expression on his face.
“Padfoot?” he whispered, unsure of his friend’s mood. “You all packed?”
Sirius nodded. “Yeah. Didn’t have that much stuff I wanted to take with me. You?”
“All done last night,” Remus replied with a grin. “So, want to take a last chance to fool around while the others aren’t here?”
Sirius laughed and turned round. “Where are they anyway?”
“Peter’s in the middle of a chess match with Derek. He’s determined to beat him once this year, even if they have to carry on the match on the train. And Prongs is in the Owlery with Lily. Apparently her bird doesn’t want to leave either and is hiding out in the rafters. He’s helping her get it down.”
“So we have the place to ourselves, huh?” Sirius commented with a chuckle as he eyed the recently made beds.
“That’s right,” Remus replied, and he tugged the other teenager towards him by his belt. “If you’re serious about telling the others about us on the train then this really is our last chance to sneak around.”
Sirius smiled and steered Remus towards the nearest bed, tumbling him back onto the mattress and climbing on top of him.
“Better make the most of it then, hadn’t we?” he said as he made short work of the buttons on Remus’s shirt, pushing it aside to reveal the smooth, slightly tanned chest.
“Gorgeous,” he whispered, leaning down to take one of the brown nipples into his mouth, tugging it lightly between his teeth, then sucking it to numb the sharp pain.
Remus could feel his heart rate quickening as Sirius paid homage to first one nipple, then the other, before trailing kisses down his chest. Not for the first time, he found himself grateful that the wolf couldn’t do much damage to his chest, not like he did his arms and legs. Only the places the wolf’s teeth could reach were scarred, and thankfully they could not reach his chest.
He could hear footsteps running back and forth outside of the door. Students were running around, ensuring they had everything they needed for the journey home. He knew that any one of them could burst into the room and catch them. They were taking one last risk on their final day at Hogwarts, and the danger excited Remus almost as much as the delicious torture Sirius was inflicting on him.
Sirius’s tongue swept into his belly button while his hands tugged his belt undone and nimble fingers pulled down the zipper of his fly.
Sirius laughed and looked up. “You had this planned, didn’t you?” he accused as he sat up in order to look Remus in the eyes.
Remus put on his most innocent expression, the one that had got him out of numerous detentions with his friends. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” he said.
Sirius arched an eyebrow and reached down run his hand over the naked flesh that had been revealed. “Don’t you?” he asked as he pushed the trousers out of the way and teased him with feather-light touches.
Remus tried to arch into the touch, but Sirius was pinning him down far too effectively for him to move more than a fraction.
“You think Prongs has caught Lily’s owl yet?” Sirius asked conversationally.
“Fuck Lily’s owl,” Remus hissed as he reached out for Sirius’s hand and guided it back where he wanted it.
“Impatient?” Sirius teased as he took him in a firm grip and squeezed.
Remus was torn between laughing at the ridiculous question and gasping with pleasure. What came out was a cross between the two that Sirius swallowed with a hard kiss.
Remus opened his mouth to allow Sirius’s tongue to access it, savouring the taste of the other young man as they each fought to control the kiss. He reached out to pull Sirius’s shirt from his trousers and heard the tearing of fabric as it came free. Sirius either didn’t notice or didn’t care.
Sirius’s hand was still tugging at his cock, the pace uneven, but steadily pushing him closer to the edge.
With what few faculties he had left, Remus undid Sirius’s own trousers and pushed them down as far as he could reach, which was, admittedly, not that far. Still, it was far enough for Remus to now grasp Sirius’s bare arse and pull him closer. It seemed that Sirius had other ideas though.
Sirius’s hand slipped from his cock as he moved down to replace it with his mouth.
Remus kept his eyes open as Sirius lapped at the head of his cock, his tongue swirling first one way and then the other, teasing the sensitive slit, before pulling away to lavish attention on his balls.
The pounding of blood in his ears dimmed the sound of footsteps outside. The door was closed, but not locked. James and Peter could walk in on them right now. Remus didn’t care if they were caught. He never had. He only cared that Sirius worried about their friends’ reactions. Sirius, arrogant and selfish, but with a deep fear of losing his friends, had always been scared that James would turn from him when he found out about his sexual preferences.
Remus had harboured no such fears, but he had respected Sirius’s wishes to keep their relationship secret until they left Hogwarts.
Now that time had come. In just an hour they would be on the Hogwarts Express, leaving behind them Hogwarts School and childish things. They would finally be telling their closest friends about their relationship, giving up the last of their secrets and trusting that James and Peter would treat them exactly the same as they always had.
Until that moment came though, they were still resorting to sneaking around, stealing moments of pleasure that were that much more intense because of the danger of being caught.
They had been careless many times, but never quite so careless - carefree - as they were being right now.
Remus moaned as Sirius sucked at his balls, first one, then the other, then back to the first, before finally returning to the leaking cock. A quick suck, taking no more than half the length into his mouth, and he was gone again.
“You’re a cock tease,” Remus accused between breathless pants.
Sirius chuckled as he pushed off his trousers and tossed them aside. “Want you in me,” he said as he straddled Remus once more.
Remus frowned. “I already packed the lube,” he admitted. He couldn’t believe he had forgotten something so important when he had decided to grasp one last moment with Sirius before they left Hogwarts.
Sirius shook his head. “No matter,” he replied. “I’m still stretched from last night.”
Remus smiled, recalling their final foray into the prefects’ bathroom. “If you’re sure?”
Sirius grinned as he hovered over Remus’s engorged cock. “Oh yeah,” he replied as he impaled himself on the hard length.
Remus took hold of Sirius’s hips as he held himself steady, accustoming himself to the welcome invasion of his body.
“Okay?” he asked after a few moments. Sirius nodded as he began to move, slowly at first, then faster, his rhythm steady and practised.
“Gonna do this… every day… when you move… into my flat,” Sirius declared between gasps. “You and me, Remus… You and me.”
Remus nodded as he smiled up at his lover. He let Sirius set the pace, let him ride him to completion. Remus watched in wonder as Sirius threw back his head and screamed out his orgasm, the sight sending him over the edge as well.
Then he held him as he collapsed across his chest, his now limp cock sliding free of Sirius’s hot embrace.
“We should get dressed,” Remus suggested a few minutes later. “The carriages will be leaving soon.”
His only reply was a soft snore.
Remus chuckled and poked Sirius in the shoulder. “Come on, get up.”
Sirius slept on and Remus sighed. He didn’t have the heart to wake him. Perhaps just a few more minutes wouldn’t hurt. He closed his eyes and before he knew it sleep had overtaken him as well.
“For the love of Merlin, get out of bloody bed!” James shouted. “The carriages are leaving in two minutes and you’re shagging?”
Remus opened his eyes and looked into the frantic face of James Potter. “Prongs?” he murmured, trying to figure out why he couldn’t seem to move. Then he realised it was because Sirius was stretched out on top of him. “Oh fuck.”
“Quite,” Peter said from the doorway. “Now how about you save your embarrassment until later, else we’ll all miss the train.”
Sirius sat up and Remus could see the flush of embarrassment and fear on his face. “Prongs?” he whispered, his voice suddenly sounding far younger than his eighteen years.
James rolled his eyes and picked up the long discarded shirt and threw it at him. “Did you really think me and Peter didn’t know?” he asked. “Now hurry up and get dressed.”
Remus watched as James’s authoritative tone galvanised Sirius into action. He grinned as he pulled his own clothes, still half on, back into place.
Things were going to be okay. They might be leaving Hogwarts for the last time, but somehow it didn’t seem as final as it had that morning. It didn’t seem like the end any more. It was really just the start.