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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Three o’clock Sirius couldn’t take it anymore. He started to walk over to his boss’ office, very carefully, with small, measured steps. As he glanced himself in the mirror he saw that his face was flushed and a bit sweaty. His legs trembled and he was standing a bit crouched. Slowly, slowly, he went and knocked on the door.
‘Enter.’
Sirius opened the door and shuffled inside, staying just by the door. His boss looked up.
‘Black. What is it?’
‘Sir, I was wondering if I m-might go home a bit… a bit earlier today. I’m not feeling very w-well’, Sirius mumbled, pressing his legs even closer together. His boss looked at him more closely, frowning.
‘You do look like shit… oh, very well, it is Friday anyway. I hope to see you fully functional by Monday’, he said, his eyes trailing over the trembling form of Sirius.
‘Thank you, sir’, Sirius sighed with visible relief and started to make his slow way out of the office.
‘Black?’
Sirius turned with some difficulty.
‘I’m very pleased with your work’, his boss said. Sirius managed some kind of smile and a whispered thank you before he fled the office.
Just a few minutes later he stood at the entrance hall of the ministry. He was nervously shifting his weight from foot to foot and thinking about his options. He couldn’t concentrate on anything but his need to piss.
‘I can’t apparate, I can’t’, he whispered to himself, almost in tears. It wouldn’t have mattered, now, if he had wet himself. He could make it home before anyone would notice, but his pride was stopping him. He wouldn’t, couldn’t just let it go. If he just made it home, he might be able to persuade Remus to stop this stupid game here.
He stumbled over to the nearest fireplace, threw the powder and stepped into the flames. As he said the address of his place, he crammed his hand inside his trousers and squeezed his cock so hard it hurt.
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‘You’re home early’, he said, waving his wand. Sirius’ trousers vanished. Remus stepped closer and tested the diaper.
‘And still holding it. Good boy. Now, do stop groping yourself, it’s not polite in company.’
Carefully, Sirius eased his grip and took a few calming breaths.
‘It hurts a bit. Please take it off now, so I can go’, Sirius asked.
‘No.’
‘Please.’
‘We had a deal, remember?’ Remus asked, frowning. Sirius whimpered. He tried to remember the safe word they had set once, long ago, but couldn’t remember it, couldn’t think.
‘Please, please, Moony,’ he whined instead, dancing in place.
‘No’, Remus said, his tone ice cold.
‘You’re such a bastard’, Sirius whispered, almost hating Remus then. Remus just chuckled and went to kitchen. He returned few minutes later, with two cups of tea. Sirius hadn’t moved. When he saw the tea cups he shook his head.
‘No. No no no no,’ he said.
‘If you don’t drink it, the situation will just drag on and on’, Remus said and gave the cup to Sirius. Sirius whimpered.
Remus sat on the sofa, watching at Sirius, who still didn’t dare to move. He just stood there, legs firmly crossed, bending over, squirming, trembling and sweaty.
‘Well, how was your day?’ Remus asked, smiling. Sirius shot him a dirty look.
‘Horrible. Embarrassing, painful and fucking long’, Sirius spat out. He gulped down some of the tea. Remus smiled approvingly.
‘And did you come?’ he asked. Sirius’ head shot up.
‘What?’
‘Did you get off?’
‘In a fucking diaper? As if!’ Sirius said. He had never been very good at lying at Remus, though, and even now his eyes shifted away and he blushed a bit more.
‘So you did. Lovely’, Remus whispered and let the bathrobe he was wearing fall open. He was already rock hard and weeping. Sirius was sure he had never seen Remus this turned on. Quickly he drowned the last of his tea. He was now in too much pain to feel aroused, the pressure in his bladder driving him insane. Carefully he hobbled over to the table and put his cup down. Then he straightened and felt his control slipping.
‘Oh’, he whispered and gripped his cock again, managing to stop the warm flow. Remus was standing beside him in seconds.
‘What is it?’ he asked, voice rough, and slapped Sirius’ hand away. Sirius squeezed his pelvic floor muscles with all his might, fought for control, and won.
‘Nothing’, he said, quietly, his cheeks turning redder.
‘You’re leaking, aren’t you?’
‘Am not’, Sirius whispered, afraid to talk too loudly, afraid to make any sudden movements, afraid even to breath.
‘Oh, you are…’ Remus whispered, his eyes wide and dark with desire.
‘Please let me take it off’, Sirius pleaded again. Remus just shook his head. A few tears rolled down Sirius’ cheeks.
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‘Please, Remus, please. I can’t go in a diaper! Please take it off me. It hurts. I can’t even make it to the bathroom…’ Sirius mumbled frantically, and then, finally, wailed loud enough for the neighbors to hear: ‘I can’t hold it anymore!’ Then he said, again, in whisper: ‘I can’t hold it anymore.’
He stood still, legs pressed together again.
‘No, oh no…’ he whispered and squeezed and squeezed, but it was too late. The warm flood was coming out, they could both to hear the hissing sound. Sirius just stood there, trembling, unable to stop to the flood and stared at Remus, who was staring at the diaper, which was getting steadily saggier and changing its color from white to yellow. It seemed to take ages and ages, and the relief it brought was amazing. The diaper couldn’t even hold it all and some piss dribbled out and down Sirius’ thighs.
Finally, it was over. Remus was breathing heavily. Sirius stared down at the floor. The mixed feelings of relief and humiliation were overwhelming. The wet diaper clung to him, warm and heavy, and to his further humiliation, Sirius was getting hard and was unable to stop that either.
‘That was… a lot of piss. You must have been really desperate. Come on, give me a show, walk around a bit’, Remus said. Sirius took a step. The diaper squelched.
‘Oh, this is so fucking disgusting and sick’, Sirius said. He turned around, let Remus admire his wet backside.
‘And now what?’ Sirius said. He tried to hide his embarrassment behind anger, but the redness of his face made it difficult.
‘Why, now I must change you, because you were naughty and wet yourself’, Remus said, took Sirius by the hand and dragged him to the bedroom. Sirius squelched his way over to the bed and sat down on the towel that Remus had placed there.
‘Lie back now’, Remus said in a soothing tone and started to work on the diaper, removing it carefully. Sirius kept his eyes closed as Remus pulled the thing off him, too embarrassed about his rock hard cock that popped out when Remus pulled the diaper away.
‘Oh, apparently this isn’t too disgusting and sick, after all’, Remus chuckled. Sirius said nothing. Remus dropped the diaper on the floor, and it fell with a wet slap. He cast a quick scourcify on Sirius.
Soon, Sirius felt something nudging at his cock. He finally opened his eyes and saw Remus watching him and rubbing his wet, hard cock against his. Remus wrapped his fist around them both. They were both leaking so much lube wasn’t needed.
‘God, Sirius, you were gorgeous. So desperate… oh, and you fought so hard. I’m proud of you’, he whispered and set up a steady rhythm. It wouldn’t take long.
‘It was horrible... and then it wasn’t. Letting go… I don’t know. It was amazing. Humiliating… but amazing’, Sirius muttered, still in awe over that himself.
‘You’re amazing’, Remus whispered. Their slick cocks slid against each other with ease and they rutted faster and faster until they fell, Remus first and Sirius a few seconds behind. His orgasm was earth-shattering, after his muscles had worked so hard for so long, and it took ages for him to come to.
When Sirius opened his eyes again, Remus had a new diaper on his hands. Sirius let him put it on, pliant under his lover’s touch. The feeling of the new, soft, clean diaper was almost pleasant and Sirius smiled drowsily.
‘Thank Merlin it’s Friday’, Sirius mumbled.
‘Indeed. I was thinking that we could go out tomorrow, grab a few beers or something’, Remus said.
‘Sounds perfect’, Sirius answered and fell asleep, completely unaware of the wicked smile on Remus’ face.
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