Birthday Fic #18: "Champagne Surprise" (Remus/Percy, NC17)
Title: Champagne Surprise
Pairing: Remus/Percy
Rating: NC17
Words: 1000
A/N: This is the eighteenth of the one-a-day birthday ficlets. Prompt from nqdonne, Champagne Supernova-verse, if possible, Remus/Percy. That verse would be the one from my merry_smutmas fic, Champagne Supernova; this might make more sense of you've read that, but either way: porn.
Champagne Surprise
Remus hadn't been expecting anyone, so when the rap at the door came, he was startled awake from dozing over his book by the fire.
He blinked several times and wondered what had awakened him until a second rap came. He stood and went to the door hurriedly, aware all at once of the sounds of hard rain against the windows and splashing conveyances in the streets.
There was a third rap just as he turned the handle, and when he tugged the door open, Percy Weasley was still standing there, hand raised, hair dripping unevenly in his collar.
"Percy! Is everything quite all right? Why are you--"
Percy leaned forward, held up one imperious finger and pushed a smallish box toward Remus. "Bill sends his compliments."
Remus frowned even as he blushed hot at the memory of his most recent interaction with Bill, but Percy's tone brooked no argument, so he took the box and pulled open he top.
Inside were a flask and a note: I think you'll like this. Drink. --Bill
Remus opened the flask and looked at Percy. "Why are you delivering me a drink? Also, why didn't you use an umbrella charm?"
Percy lifted a brow. "Drink your drink."
Remus peered at him more closely, then pulled out his wand and checked for benign intent (which he found), so he took a sip. It only took a moment for him to realize why this had been a bad idea, but as he raised the flask to his lip for a second drink, Percy pulled out a second flask and took a good long drink himself. "I didn't use an umbrella charm," he said, slurring slightly, "because I'm a little bit drunk."
Remus considered, briefly, that Percy being drunk was probably a bad thing given that his flask had turned out to contain primarily champagne.
"And," Percy added, apparently no less given to thoroughness when drunk than when sober, "Bill said if you drank that without realizing what it was before you started, you were probably willing."
Remus groaned. After four acrobatic and overwhelming days with Bill and Harry (he was nearly sure his inner thigh as never going to fully heal from the strain), he'd thought his Weasley fantasy probably well enough fulfilled. However, as he felt the bubbled suffusing his body now, he changed his mind. He stepped back, allowing Percy in, and closed the door. "What else did he say?"
Percy flushed as pink as Remus had ever seen him, but looked him square in the eye. "He said I should ask you what you want, and remind you to finish that before you answer." He bit his lip as soon as he finished speaking, then took another long swig from his own flask. "This is just courage," he added.
Remus took a deep breath, then finished the contents of his drink and threw the flask over his shoulder. "I want," he began. "I want you to let me suck you. I want you to let me suck you while I remember how I sucked your brother and you tell me he told you about it. He did tell you, didn't he?"
Percy baked toward the wall, face flaming hotter, and nodded, swallowing once as his chin bobbed up and down. "He told me you tried to suck Dad, and then you took care of him instead."
Remus's nostrils flared at the scent of Percy growing aroused--no, he corrected, further aroused. "I pushed your father against the wall and rubbed my dick against him, but he sent me away," he said, following Percy to the wall and hooking his fingers into his waistband. "Bill came to help me. Now I want you to help me."
Percy nodded again, pointlessly as Remus was already undoing Percy's trousers and shoving his hand inside, cupping his balls and inhaling again, the scent of musk and sweat and cock.
"I'm going to suck you," he said, dropping to his knees as Percy groaned and looked down at his cock. "I'm gong to suck this thick dick until you're slick and wet and ready to explode, until you can't stand it another minute, until--" he broke off and wrapped his lips around Percy's cockhead, sliding his lips forward hard and fast.
Percy whined and shoved his hips forward to meet him, his cock hardening further in Remus's mouth. "He said you. God. He said you wanted to do each of us. Do you still want that?"
Remus sucked harder, bobbed his head and moving his tongue from side to side.
"Do you? Do you want to fuck me? And Charlie? And--"
Remus wrapped his fingers around Percy's wet cock and slid his hand back and forth as he pulled his head away to look up. "I came for your father, you know. Came in my pants, right there on the landing in your mother's house."
Percy groaned again and fucked Remus's hand, staring down, eyes wide and dilated.
"And for Bill. A hundred times, I think, for, in the twins' room, smelling them--"
"Yes," Percy said, hips moving faster. "You do want to do every one of us, then."
Remus nodded. "I want Charlie to hold me up with those shoulder muscles, fuck me against the wall until I shout. I want the twins, one in front of me, one behind. I want Ron and his young hard dick. I want…" he gave Percy's cock another loud, lewd slurp. "I want you to watch while they fuck me."
Percy jerked in his hand and came, spurting on Remus's lips and nose and chin, and Remus smiled and licked his lips. "Was your 'courage,' I hope, also something to help you get it up again?"
Percy panted, head thrown back against the wall, then looked down again. "He said I'd need it. To keep up."
Remus grinned more broadly and shoved his hands down his own pants to work his cock while he waited for Percy to recover. "You will."
Pairing: Remus/Percy
Rating: NC17
Words: 1000
A/N: This is the eighteenth of the one-a-day birthday ficlets. Prompt from nqdonne, Champagne Supernova-verse, if possible, Remus/Percy. That verse would be the one from my merry_smutmas fic, Champagne Supernova; this might make more sense of you've read that, but either way: porn.
Champagne Surprise
Remus hadn't been expecting anyone, so when the rap at the door came, he was startled awake from dozing over his book by the fire.
He blinked several times and wondered what had awakened him until a second rap came. He stood and went to the door hurriedly, aware all at once of the sounds of hard rain against the windows and splashing conveyances in the streets.
There was a third rap just as he turned the handle, and when he tugged the door open, Percy Weasley was still standing there, hand raised, hair dripping unevenly in his collar.
"Percy! Is everything quite all right? Why are you--"
Percy leaned forward, held up one imperious finger and pushed a smallish box toward Remus. "Bill sends his compliments."
Remus frowned even as he blushed hot at the memory of his most recent interaction with Bill, but Percy's tone brooked no argument, so he took the box and pulled open he top.
Inside were a flask and a note: I think you'll like this. Drink. --Bill
Remus opened the flask and looked at Percy. "Why are you delivering me a drink? Also, why didn't you use an umbrella charm?"
Percy lifted a brow. "Drink your drink."
Remus peered at him more closely, then pulled out his wand and checked for benign intent (which he found), so he took a sip. It only took a moment for him to realize why this had been a bad idea, but as he raised the flask to his lip for a second drink, Percy pulled out a second flask and took a good long drink himself. "I didn't use an umbrella charm," he said, slurring slightly, "because I'm a little bit drunk."
Remus considered, briefly, that Percy being drunk was probably a bad thing given that his flask had turned out to contain primarily champagne.
"And," Percy added, apparently no less given to thoroughness when drunk than when sober, "Bill said if you drank that without realizing what it was before you started, you were probably willing."
Remus groaned. After four acrobatic and overwhelming days with Bill and Harry (he was nearly sure his inner thigh as never going to fully heal from the strain), he'd thought his Weasley fantasy probably well enough fulfilled. However, as he felt the bubbled suffusing his body now, he changed his mind. He stepped back, allowing Percy in, and closed the door. "What else did he say?"
Percy flushed as pink as Remus had ever seen him, but looked him square in the eye. "He said I should ask you what you want, and remind you to finish that before you answer." He bit his lip as soon as he finished speaking, then took another long swig from his own flask. "This is just courage," he added.
Remus took a deep breath, then finished the contents of his drink and threw the flask over his shoulder. "I want," he began. "I want you to let me suck you. I want you to let me suck you while I remember how I sucked your brother and you tell me he told you about it. He did tell you, didn't he?"
Percy baked toward the wall, face flaming hotter, and nodded, swallowing once as his chin bobbed up and down. "He told me you tried to suck Dad, and then you took care of him instead."
Remus's nostrils flared at the scent of Percy growing aroused--no, he corrected, further aroused. "I pushed your father against the wall and rubbed my dick against him, but he sent me away," he said, following Percy to the wall and hooking his fingers into his waistband. "Bill came to help me. Now I want you to help me."
Percy nodded again, pointlessly as Remus was already undoing Percy's trousers and shoving his hand inside, cupping his balls and inhaling again, the scent of musk and sweat and cock.
"I'm going to suck you," he said, dropping to his knees as Percy groaned and looked down at his cock. "I'm gong to suck this thick dick until you're slick and wet and ready to explode, until you can't stand it another minute, until--" he broke off and wrapped his lips around Percy's cockhead, sliding his lips forward hard and fast.
Percy whined and shoved his hips forward to meet him, his cock hardening further in Remus's mouth. "He said you. God. He said you wanted to do each of us. Do you still want that?"
Remus sucked harder, bobbed his head and moving his tongue from side to side.
"Do you? Do you want to fuck me? And Charlie? And--"
Remus wrapped his fingers around Percy's wet cock and slid his hand back and forth as he pulled his head away to look up. "I came for your father, you know. Came in my pants, right there on the landing in your mother's house."
Percy groaned again and fucked Remus's hand, staring down, eyes wide and dilated.
"And for Bill. A hundred times, I think, for, in the twins' room, smelling them--"
"Yes," Percy said, hips moving faster. "You do want to do every one of us, then."
Remus nodded. "I want Charlie to hold me up with those shoulder muscles, fuck me against the wall until I shout. I want the twins, one in front of me, one behind. I want Ron and his young hard dick. I want…" he gave Percy's cock another loud, lewd slurp. "I want you to watch while they fuck me."
Percy jerked in his hand and came, spurting on Remus's lips and nose and chin, and Remus smiled and licked his lips. "Was your 'courage,' I hope, also something to help you get it up again?"
Percy panted, head thrown back against the wall, then looked down again. "He said I'd need it. To keep up."
Remus grinned more broadly and shoved his hands down his own pants to work his cock while he waited for Percy to recover. "You will."