Remus/Sirius Kink Meme
As promised in this post (which no one read, lol) I am opening this journal up to an anonymous kink meme. This has nothing to do with my birthday, it just happens to be the most convenient weekend for me for awhile. So, this kink meme will run from now until 10pm January 17th, at which I will turn IP logging back on.
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Sirius shot him a filthy glare. "We're supposed to believe you? Not to mention believing that after years of toeing the line you're keen to have it off with a half-blood werewolf?"
Remus stiffened, and Sirius was slammed with the realization of what his words sounded like. Horrified, he looked up at Remus. "No--Remus, I'm so sorry. I didn't mean it like that. I was just--"
"I know." Fingers wrinkling the clean press of his slacks, Remus shook his head to deny the apology. "I know you didn't. But it's true, isn't it? Why would you want me?" He looked at Regulus.
"I don't know." Almost unwillingly it seemed, Regulus took a step forward, eyes locked on Remus. "I don't know." He sounded angry. Frustrated. "I didn't want this. I fought it. But I can't help myself."
He shot Sirius a look that was a mix of accusation and anger when Sirius scoffed.
"You left me. So don't talk to me about the company I've been keeping, brother."
A flush of guilt shaded Sirius' features, but he clench his jaw furiously. "You could've come with me."
"No, I couldn't. Your way isn't mine, Sirius. It never will be."
"Then what's this all about, then? Just a pack of lies? Do you have any idea what you're really dealing with? I thought you said you'd give up the thought of ingratiating yourself with that lot."
"Do I have any idea. Sirius, you utter fool, I know better than you what's in store. You're so blindly arrogant. You always have been."
"Fuck you."
Regulus laughed. "Do you want to? Are you jealous that I want Lupin?"
Sirius launched to his feet, but Remus was there, pulling him back and getting between them.
"What exactly are you saying, Regulus? If we were to agree to this--"
"Remus!"
"Wait, Sirius." Remus pushed harder on Sirius' chest as he began to protest, speaking over him. "If we were to agree, would you be able to...willing to leave all that?"
"No."
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"I can't leave Mother and Father. They're not well, and I won't, Sirius. Don't look at me that way. And anyway, it's better if I maintain my contacts here and outside of school. I can help you better that way."
"Help us?" Remus' eyes pierced him. "Help us how?"
"I know Dumbledore has talked to you."
Sirius and Remus paled.
"It's no secret to certain people he's running his own game and recruiting to his side. I can tell you things. I can--"
"Spy?" Sirius laughed derisively. "You're a Sixth Year, Reg. I doubt Dumbledore would recruit you, even if there was anything to your crazy idea."
"Don't treat me as if I'm stupid, Sirius. And don't try to bluff me. I know you, and I'll wager Dumbledore would be quite eager to hear what I have to say. But we don't have to involve him about this. Not now. I don't know much of anything of value yet, anyway, but I will. And next year, when you're out there, away from school, you just might be glad of my help."
"It's too dangerous, Regulus." As Remus let his hand drop from Sirius' chest, Sirius went cold. It was a crazy, dangerous idea. He didn't want his brother in danger no matter how angry he made him. And the fact that Remus was taking this whole farce seriously was even more disturbing.
"That's my look out."
"The whole point was to get you away from them."
"I thought the point was to make sure I didn't become a Death Eater." Sirius and Remus flinched at the name. "And I won't. Not really."
"Can't you just--" Remus tried.
"I've told you want I want." Regulus' eyes widened in the same beseeching way that Sirius' did when he really wanted something, when he wasn't willing to take no for answer. "I just...I want this...I need it--something for me. Please." His plea made his eyes, so like Sirius' own, go darker. His veneer of untouchable reserve was gone, and he seemed younger and more vulnerable than his seventeen years. "Just until the end of the year. It's only a few months. Just that...give me that much time."
Remus reached back, fumbling for Sirius' hand and tangling their fingers together tightly. Sirius wasn't sure if it was pity or deep empathy that kept him silent and acquiescent when Remus spoke next.
"We'll think about it."
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It had taken days for Remus and Sirius to settle into the idea, no matter that after the arguments and insecurities and constant reassurances they had finally, with deep reservations and even deeper desperate hope, come to terms. But it wasn't until Remus had curled up against Sirius one evening, whispering in his ear that it would be like having two of him, what with Regulus looking so much like him. Two of you fucking me, Sirius. Just think of it.
Sirius had, and though the idea was titillating, it couldn't completely choke off the burning possessiveness and jealousy he felt at the thought of his brother touching Remus in intimate ways. He's not me, though, he had said petulantly.
Of course not, he's not nearly as good looking as you, Remus had assured him. Though, he has much better manners. Sirius had playfully wrestled Remus down and proceeded to show him all the ways he was superior to his younger brother.
But now that they were here, Sirius was leaning against the wall, arms crossed as Regulus paced around the room, taking in the newly transfigured contents which consisted mainly of a ridiculously large bed covered in scarlet sheets and pillows and not much else.
After he'd made a circuit of the room, Regulus lifted one delicate eyebrow. "I see that my brother was in charge of decor."
Remus laughed, settling awkwardly on the edge of the bed. "Up Gryffindor bordello style doesn't suit you?"
"I suppose it is rather appropriate under the circumstances." Regulus gave a small smile, though he crossed his arms, hands disappearing into the sleeves of his robes, a habit Sirius knew indicated his brother was trying not to show his nervousness.
"Don't like it, you can leave," Sirius offered with a narrow-eyed look. He came to stand in front of Remus, extending a hand and pulling him to his feet, though his eyes stayed locked on Regulus.
"I'm not leaving."
"Suit yourself." With a dismissive shrug, Sirius turned to Remus and pulled him into a possessive kiss, relishing the sound of Regulus' sudden intake of breath.
Remus moaned as Sirius sucked his tongue hard, causing Remus to stumble forward against his chest. Sirius slid his hand behind Remus, sliding them down over the curve of his arse and pressing their hips together so that Remus could feel his hardening cock. "I'm going to fuck you, Remus," Sirius promised, moving his lips to Remus' ear. "Better than my brother or anyone else ever could."
"Don't be so sure."
Always light on his feet, Regulus had moved before Sirus had known it, insinuating himself behind Remus and touching him with a confidence that rather shocked Remus and Sirius both. His hands slid over Remus' chest, and Regulus pulled him back, away from Sirius, fingers slipping beneath the fabric between the buttons of Remus' white shirt to caress the skin there.
When he licked behind Remus' ear, catching his teeth on his earlobe and scraping across the soft flesh, Remus shivered. His eyes flew up to meet Sirius'. They both looked as they felt--caught off guard with an almost unwilling mix of arousal, apprehension, and in Sirius' case, seething jealousy.
A slow, challenging smile curved Regulus' mouth as he caught Sirius' gaze, his teeth still fastened on Remus' ear. Sirius narrowed his eyes again, sliding his wand out in a subtle motion and casting a wordless spell. Every article of clothing Remus was wearing vanished, and he flushed in heated embarrassment, crying out Sirius' name with a scandalized gasp that made Sirius smile wickedly.
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Take that, Regulus," Sirius thought with vindictive pleasure. His victory was short-lived, for Regulus had cast his robes aside and knelt on the floor behind Remus, and the next thing Sirius knew Remus gave a sharp cry, his hips bucking forward, almost making Sirius choke.
"Oh, God." The words came out breathy and higher pitched than Remus' normal tone, and his hips jerked again as Regulus repeated whatever it was to make Remus react like that. Sirius had a sneaking suspicion he knew just what Regulus was doing back there.
With greater determination, Sirius redoubled his own efforts, sucking Remus down to the root and grazing lightly back up with his teeth in a way he knew drove Remus wild. He had to grab his hips and hold him hard to keep from thrashing about as he and Regulus both worked Remus with their tongues, Regulus fucking his hole and Sirius licking his leaking slit. Remus tossed back his head and moaned like he was dying, tugging painfully at Sirius' hair as Sirius sucked him deep again and swallowed around his thick shaft.
Regulus, the little tosser, must have stuck his finger up inside Remus, too, because his hips shot forward again in a helpless thrust, and Remus gave a wild cry shooting his load down Sirius' throat, his fingers untangling from Sirius' hair once the tremors from his orgasm had faded enough that he could support himself unaided on his trembling legs.
He stumbled to the edge of the bed and collapsed against it, staring at the two brothers with rather dumbfounded amazement.
"Ready for my cock, Moony?" Sirius asked him with a cheeky grin. He stood and began stripping off in front of him.
"Not so fast." Regulus rose, too. "Seeing as how it was my tongue and fingers inside him, getting him all wet and opened up, I believe I should have first claim."
That shook Remus out of his daze, and he blushed darkly.
"Like hell," Sirius snarled. Nobody should make Remus blush like that but him, and Remus was his to claim, no one else's.
"Sirius--'"
"Shut it, Remus!" This was all his fault anyway.
"I knew you'd back out," Regulus sneered. "So much for Gryffindors and their honor. You never did like to share."
Sirius scowled, snatching his wand from the pocket of his discarded robe, while Regulus drew his own wand. "You always wanted what was mine. Find your own fucking toys."
"Oi!" Remus sat up straighter, looking highly indignant. "I'm not a--"
"Stay out of it, Remus! This is between my brother and I." Sirius lifted his wand. "He obviously needs a reminder about touching my things."
Regulus took up a dueling stance and smiled grimly. "I'm not the same little boy you remember, brother. Don't underestimate me."
"Oh, for--" Remus huffed, standing to move between them. "Stop this, Sirius. You agreed. Can't we--"
Remus was scolding him? A hot haze made Sirius' mind fog, and without thinking he cast a Silencio at Remus, and when Remus' shock gave way to an angry look as he made a snatch for Sirius' own, Sirius cast another spell that sent Remus flying onto the bed and then another to bind his wrists together above his head.
The sight of Remus writhing furiously against the sheets brought Sirius back to more immediate concern. The first being that Remus was going to kill him later. The second, and more important one, was that his own cock was diamond hard and still trapped in his pants. He turned to see Regulus looking remarkably discomposed, his mouth even slightly open as he stared at Remus bound and naked on the bed. Sirius felt something like pride at the effect his Remus was having on his brother. It loosened something in shoulders, and made most of his anger recede in a wave of something he wasn't quite sure he wanted to define.
Making a sudden decision he finished shedding his remaining clothes, letting his cock spring free. He shot Regulus an unreadable glance as he did the same. Wetting his lips, Regulus took a step closer to the bed, and then he looked at his brother.
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Fuck. Sirius had to swallow to stifle a groan, his cock was standing out from his body, flushed and aching already. He could tell Regulus to get out. It would be done and he could climb on the bed, push Remus' legs up and fuck him raw. Almost unwillingly, his eyes flickered down to his brother's body to see that he was in the same state. Their eyes met again, and Sirius nodded sharply. "Get on the bed."
Regulus slid next to Remus with a grace that belied his obvious eagerness, and Sirius crawled up between Remus' legs, unable to resist the urge to smirk as Remus' expression flickered between open lust and anger. He jerked his wrists, fighting the rope until Sirius pushed his legs up to his knees and slid two fingers inside him without preamble.
Though Remus was still voiceless, Sirius didn't miss the gasp as he scissored his fingers inside him. Regulus had done an excellent job of loosening him up, and Sirius didn't bother much longer with preparing him.
"Let him suck you." Sirius pressed the head of his cock against Remus' hole. "He's fucking amazing at that."
Regulus' eyes went dark and he wasted no time straddling Remus, shifting up his body until he could brush his cock against Remus' lips. Sirius could tell that Remus had opened his mouth to allow him entrance when Regulus shuddered in front of him. At that moment, Sirius shoved inside Remus, gripping his thighs tightly as he hilted himself in one hard push.
Regulus cried out, and Sirius allowed himself a thin smile. "That's good, Remus," he purred. "Take it, show him how much you love having a thick, hard cock in your mouth...down your throat."
His reward came quickly as Remus' hole clenched tightly around his own cock. Sirius set a slow, but intense pace, each thrust slamming deep without respite. He waited until Remus was fully hard again, watching his cock slapping lightly against his belly as Sirius pumped into him, before he withdrew from Remus with an obscene sound as his cock pulled out of him. Remus' hole flexed like a greedy mouth.
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"Do it, Reg. Fuck him now. I want to watch." Regulus gave a small moan, taking Sirius' place as he shifted aside. Remus was biting his lower lip hard enough to make it go white around the edge of his teeth.
"Start off slow, but make him feel it. He likes it like that. Likes it rough."
Two pairs of grey eyes met, holding, as Regulus slid in, Remus' saliva still slick on his cock. Remus gasped silently, his mouth falling open, and then Regulus was moving fast. Sirius fisted his own cock, taking in every second as Regulus' shaft spread Remus wide, pounding into him to the muttered encouragement of Sirius' own words. "Yeah," he breathed. "Look at him. He fucking loves it. Harder. Fuck him, harder Reg."
Regulus obliged, his hips snapping faster and harder, sweat beginning to bead at his temples and his dark hair falling across his face. Remus looked like a debauched angel, wavy hair spread around his head, expression contorted with lust and pleasure. Sirius couldn't keep his eyes still, he wanted to see everything, the arch of Remus' throat as he tossed back his head, the muscles fluttering in Remus' stomach, the fascinating slide of flesh into flesh as Regulus fucked him into the bed.
Sirius' hand move faster, blindingly fast. "Touch him. Touch him, Regulus." His voice was hoarse and breathless. "Bring him off now."
And Regulus reached for Remus' cock which was flushed with blood, veins standing out starkly. He wrapped his hand around it and had barely started to fist it before Remus was spurting over his stomach, wrists jerking ineffectually, wildly, at their magical bonds. Sirius took in everything, the way Remus came undone, Regulus' agonized expression as he, too, went over the edge, coming inside Remus with a hoarse cry.
Only then did Sirius let himself follow, his come shooting over his fist to mark Remus' chest and cock and belly. Mine, he thought hazily, collapsing on the bed next to Remus and burying his teeth the curve of his throat. Generously, he kept silent as Regulus took up the same position on the other side of Remus, not saying anything when his brother's hand curved over Remus' hip as he curled against him.
The Silencio hadn't worn off yet, but Sirius could see Remus' chest heaving, and he could hear the sound of his brother's and his own heavy breathing. Quietly, he lifted his head. Remus' eyes were closed, and he looked utterly shattered in the best way possible. His gaze moved to Regulus. His brother was staring at him with half-closed eyes, somehow exuding an air of both slyness and vulnerability.
A small, begrudging smile twisted Sirius' mouth and he gave a long-suffering sigh. Regulus always had been a pain in the arse. Manipulative little bugger.
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Very well done. I can totally see Regulus acting like this as well. Winning his brother over by saying "show me how he likes it"... very sneaky and clever Reg...
Moony tied up like a toy for the Black brothers? That was just lovely. Wonderful job!
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And of course now I imagine a happy AU wherein regulus turns spy for the order, learns occlumency, tells somebody about the fucking horcrux and the body count doesn't become fucking huge like in canon!
BY THE POWER OF THREESOMES
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By the power of threesomes, indeed!
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And the logic behind this ties everything up very neatly. Remus has a hot ass. Sirius wants Remus's ass. Regulus has similar tastes to his brother, therefore Regulus wants Remus's ass. Sirius wants his brother to turn to the good side, so he shares Remus's ass.
Perhaps the first wizarding war would've ended quicker and with less deaths if Sirius shared Remus more often... XD
(Oh! I also forgot in my original comment on the fic--I am also quite impressed with Regulus's characterization here. He's not totally evil--which given the fact that he turned on Voldemort is in character--but he also isn't totally good either. I love the fact that you put in that he's worried about his parents, which is again totally in character and really impressed me since I've never read a fic that emphasized that canon fact. My mind actually flashed to HP7 when Hermione guessed that Regulus never told his family he turned on Voldemort because they were safer that way. So again--very good job!)
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Haha, exactly. If only Dumbledore had properly utilized the assets at hand instead of frittering them away on stupid things like ineffectual werewolf meetings.
Thanks so much! I'm glad you liked the characterizations. (And I'm glad to know I'm not the only one who obsesses about stuff extraneous to the task at hand.) :)
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So I used to play on the Phoenix Wright kink meme a lot, and every so often, a fill got out of hand.
The porn would just start to grow a plot, and nobody could reign it in!
And then, suddenly, you had a fic with 50, 80, 150 comments!
This was the exception, not the norm, but now... when you say "too long for an anon kink meme comment fic," it doesn't compute, because in my mind, there's no such thing as too long!
That said, this was utterly perfect as is, and if you continued it I would be OVERJOYED but I do not mean to make this comment as some sort of pressure for you to continue, I was just amused by your wording. :)
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XD That is exactly what I was thinking while reading this fic when my mind was not blown away by the porn. "He'll be able to be a spy for the Order, and then they'll know about the horcruxes! Or at least the one! And then maybe get help getting it and he won't have to die!"
And that's how a threesome helped take down the Dark Lord.
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This is fantastic storytelling. I could "see" the relationships here which is very difficult for me with threesomes. So instead of ridiculous but sexy, you've written a scorching, vivid, my mind melted and dripped out my ear story.
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