Fic: Fairytale Endings
Title: Fairytale Endings
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Spoilers: Post Deathly Hollows.
Summary: After being forced apart for nearly two decades, Sirius and Remus find each other again.
Warnings: Per request, biting, rough sex, hair pulling, dirty talk, rimming, frotting, messy sexy, gotta-have-it-right-now sex. All with toppy!Remus.
A/N: Written for
cathybites for
merry_smutmas.
"What would you like to do?"
"You, specifically. I want to rip all of those clothes off your body, tearing them in the process so that you can never re-dress yourself. I want to dig my nails into your skin while I use my tongue to explore every single, supple inch of your body. Then I'd like to fuck you, Sirius. I want to pound and thrust into you until you're screaming out my name and you collapse in a quivering mass of ecstasy. This is all just to begin with, of course."
Sirius Black found himself staring in surprised arousal at his partner, "You were never this forward when we were alive, Moony."
"I couldn't do this when we were alive either," Remus grinned as his teeth grazed the smooth skin of Sirius's neck. The act wasn't rough enough to draw blood, but it certainly piqued Sirius's interest.
"No, no pesky lycanthropy in the afterlife." As Remus's mouth continued to explore his lover's neck, his bites becoming less tender and more passionate, Sirius's fingers gripped firmly onto his shoulders. "Careful there, you're going to leave a mark."
"Isn't that the idea?" Remus had decided that it had been far too long since he and his once upon a time lover had given themselves over to passion with each other. First Azkaban, then dealing with return of Voldemort, and of course the pesky matter of Sirius's death had all been roadblocks preventing them from giving in to their carnal urges. But now that they were together again in a place that seemed to consist of nothing but whatever their hearts desired (namely, each other), Remus wasn't going to let something like conversation get in the way of good old-fashioned fucking. As his mouth reached the end of bare flesh and met the collar of a shirt, Remus stayed true to his word and ripped the fabric apart to reveal Sirius's well-muscled chest.
"And Tonks has no objection to this arrangement?"
"We've decided that, considering the circumstances, it's best for us to have an open relationship. She's actually with an old boyfriend herself at the moment." Lifting his head up to eye level, Remus grabbed a handful of Sirius's hair and pulled the other man centimeters away from his face. "Now shut that pretty mouth of yours before I shove my cock in it."
Sirius's face broke into a wide grin, "God, I love it when we play rough." Inching his hips forward, Sirius rubbed his aching erection against Remus's thigh. Even through the thin fabric, he could feel the heat coming from Remus's own arousal.
"Sorry, Padfoot, but I don't really have patience for foreplay at the moment." His hands on Sirius's hips, Remus jerked his trousers down to his ankles. "Still not wearing underwear, I see. Good to know that even in death, some things never change." Sinking to his knees, Remus gripped one hand around the base of Sirius's erect cock as he hungrily took the head into his mouth. His tongue ran circles around the head, flicking against the opening, before trailing down Sirius's shaft. "You know, Sirius, in all the years we've spent apart, I have really missed your dick."
"I've missed that thing you do with your tongue, Moony." There was a sense of urgency in Sirius's voice, "You know what I like."
Remus looked up to lock eyes with Sirius, a devilish smile on his face, "I do know, but I want to hear you say it."
"Tease," Sirius growled as Remus's tongue ran along his balls. "I want you to lick my ass."
"Dirty," Remus chuckled. He knew full well what Sirius's answer was going to be before he asked the question, but part of the fun came from making his lover vocalize every hidden, forbidden desire.
"I thought you liked the dirty talk."
"Oh, I do," Remus's hands firmly pushed Sirius's legs apart, as his tongue traveled along the waiting flesh and flicked against the opening between his legs. "I really, really do."
"I never thought Heaven would be like this," Sirius managed to pant out between hurried breaths and ecstatic moans, "but I always secretly really hoped."
Remus's hand stroked up Sirius's inner thigh as he brought his fingers to join his tongue in exploring the other man. Brushing his tongue against his entrance, and causing Sirius to whimper with delight at every flick, Remus's finger pushed deeper inside of his lover, massaging his prostate with adept skill. As his inner depths were plunged and probed by eager appendages, Sirius gripped onto the back of Remus's head, tendrils of hair getting locked in his grasp. "That's… Oh god. I'm… Fuck me, I forgot how good you are at that."
With serious concentration, Remus forced himself to move his mouth away from its current task, "Did you just say something about fucking you?"
"Figure of speech, Lupin."
"Is that so?" Before Sirius had a chance to respond, Remus wrapped his hands around his calves and pulled him to the ground. "I think I'm going to have to take you up on the offer anyway."
Sirius let out a pained groan, but found himself enjoying Remus's forceful take-charge attitude. "So how did you want to do this?"
Sliding his hands around the taut muscles of Sirius's stomach, Remus flipped him around and pressed his chest against Sirius's back as he whispered into Sirius's ear, "I was thinking doggy style."
"How appropriate," Sirius laughed, pushing his hips backward to rub up against Remus's rock-hard cock. "However you want it, Remus. I just need you inside me."
"I aim to please," Remus bit down on Sirius's neck, leaving a bruise that matched the one he had left earlier. With one hand keeping Sirius's hips in a firm hold, he used his other to guide his cock into the other man. It had been over a decade since they'd shared this level of intimacy, but he found that he knew exactly how to please his lover, as if they hadn't been separated for more than a few hours. As he thrust deeper into him, Remus's hands and mouth explored the rest of his body. He remembered every sensitive spot, every maneuver that would drive Sirius into throes of ecstasy. Sweat glistened and dripped down their bodies as their hips rocked in time with each other, allowing Remus to plunge himself deeper and deeper into Sirius.
Remus found that he was losing himself in pleasure as well. His mind could no longer process what was happening in coherent thought. It was only basic, primal signals. Want. Need. Now. In between panting breaths he managed to strings his thoughts into a legible idea, "Sirius, I'm going to come."
Sirius's only response came in the form of a low grunt. He too was lost in elation, no longer able to converse. His hand was wrapped around his own cock, pumping away as Remus pushed into him. Soon he felt the other man's hand wrap around his own, and their entwined hands jerked him off in sync with Remus's thrusting. They moved as one, and as Remus let passion overtake himself and released into Sirius, their hands quickened in pace so that Sirius's own release was not far behind.
The two collapsed on top of each other, covered in sweat and unable to move. Remus brushed Sirius's hair aside and placed a tender kiss on the reddening bite mark. With a smile, he nuzzled his face against Sirius's neck, and for the first time in almost twenty years felt a sense of contentment wash over himself.
"I really love a happy ending."
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sirius/Remus
Spoilers: Post Deathly Hollows.
Summary: After being forced apart for nearly two decades, Sirius and Remus find each other again.
Warnings: Per request, biting, rough sex, hair pulling, dirty talk, rimming, frotting, messy sexy, gotta-have-it-right-now sex. All with toppy!Remus.
A/N: Written for
cathybites for
merry_smutmas.
"What would you like to do?"
"You, specifically. I want to rip all of those clothes off your body, tearing them in the process so that you can never re-dress yourself. I want to dig my nails into your skin while I use my tongue to explore every single, supple inch of your body. Then I'd like to fuck you, Sirius. I want to pound and thrust into you until you're screaming out my name and you collapse in a quivering mass of ecstasy. This is all just to begin with, of course."
Sirius Black found himself staring in surprised arousal at his partner, "You were never this forward when we were alive, Moony."
"I couldn't do this when we were alive either," Remus grinned as his teeth grazed the smooth skin of Sirius's neck. The act wasn't rough enough to draw blood, but it certainly piqued Sirius's interest.
"No, no pesky lycanthropy in the afterlife." As Remus's mouth continued to explore his lover's neck, his bites becoming less tender and more passionate, Sirius's fingers gripped firmly onto his shoulders. "Careful there, you're going to leave a mark."
"Isn't that the idea?" Remus had decided that it had been far too long since he and his once upon a time lover had given themselves over to passion with each other. First Azkaban, then dealing with return of Voldemort, and of course the pesky matter of Sirius's death had all been roadblocks preventing them from giving in to their carnal urges. But now that they were together again in a place that seemed to consist of nothing but whatever their hearts desired (namely, each other), Remus wasn't going to let something like conversation get in the way of good old-fashioned fucking. As his mouth reached the end of bare flesh and met the collar of a shirt, Remus stayed true to his word and ripped the fabric apart to reveal Sirius's well-muscled chest.
"And Tonks has no objection to this arrangement?"
"We've decided that, considering the circumstances, it's best for us to have an open relationship. She's actually with an old boyfriend herself at the moment." Lifting his head up to eye level, Remus grabbed a handful of Sirius's hair and pulled the other man centimeters away from his face. "Now shut that pretty mouth of yours before I shove my cock in it."
Sirius's face broke into a wide grin, "God, I love it when we play rough." Inching his hips forward, Sirius rubbed his aching erection against Remus's thigh. Even through the thin fabric, he could feel the heat coming from Remus's own arousal.
"Sorry, Padfoot, but I don't really have patience for foreplay at the moment." His hands on Sirius's hips, Remus jerked his trousers down to his ankles. "Still not wearing underwear, I see. Good to know that even in death, some things never change." Sinking to his knees, Remus gripped one hand around the base of Sirius's erect cock as he hungrily took the head into his mouth. His tongue ran circles around the head, flicking against the opening, before trailing down Sirius's shaft. "You know, Sirius, in all the years we've spent apart, I have really missed your dick."
"I've missed that thing you do with your tongue, Moony." There was a sense of urgency in Sirius's voice, "You know what I like."
Remus looked up to lock eyes with Sirius, a devilish smile on his face, "I do know, but I want to hear you say it."
"Tease," Sirius growled as Remus's tongue ran along his balls. "I want you to lick my ass."
"Dirty," Remus chuckled. He knew full well what Sirius's answer was going to be before he asked the question, but part of the fun came from making his lover vocalize every hidden, forbidden desire.
"I thought you liked the dirty talk."
"Oh, I do," Remus's hands firmly pushed Sirius's legs apart, as his tongue traveled along the waiting flesh and flicked against the opening between his legs. "I really, really do."
"I never thought Heaven would be like this," Sirius managed to pant out between hurried breaths and ecstatic moans, "but I always secretly really hoped."
Remus's hand stroked up Sirius's inner thigh as he brought his fingers to join his tongue in exploring the other man. Brushing his tongue against his entrance, and causing Sirius to whimper with delight at every flick, Remus's finger pushed deeper inside of his lover, massaging his prostate with adept skill. As his inner depths were plunged and probed by eager appendages, Sirius gripped onto the back of Remus's head, tendrils of hair getting locked in his grasp. "That's… Oh god. I'm… Fuck me, I forgot how good you are at that."
With serious concentration, Remus forced himself to move his mouth away from its current task, "Did you just say something about fucking you?"
"Figure of speech, Lupin."
"Is that so?" Before Sirius had a chance to respond, Remus wrapped his hands around his calves and pulled him to the ground. "I think I'm going to have to take you up on the offer anyway."
Sirius let out a pained groan, but found himself enjoying Remus's forceful take-charge attitude. "So how did you want to do this?"
Sliding his hands around the taut muscles of Sirius's stomach, Remus flipped him around and pressed his chest against Sirius's back as he whispered into Sirius's ear, "I was thinking doggy style."
"How appropriate," Sirius laughed, pushing his hips backward to rub up against Remus's rock-hard cock. "However you want it, Remus. I just need you inside me."
"I aim to please," Remus bit down on Sirius's neck, leaving a bruise that matched the one he had left earlier. With one hand keeping Sirius's hips in a firm hold, he used his other to guide his cock into the other man. It had been over a decade since they'd shared this level of intimacy, but he found that he knew exactly how to please his lover, as if they hadn't been separated for more than a few hours. As he thrust deeper into him, Remus's hands and mouth explored the rest of his body. He remembered every sensitive spot, every maneuver that would drive Sirius into throes of ecstasy. Sweat glistened and dripped down their bodies as their hips rocked in time with each other, allowing Remus to plunge himself deeper and deeper into Sirius.
Remus found that he was losing himself in pleasure as well. His mind could no longer process what was happening in coherent thought. It was only basic, primal signals. Want. Need. Now. In between panting breaths he managed to strings his thoughts into a legible idea, "Sirius, I'm going to come."
Sirius's only response came in the form of a low grunt. He too was lost in elation, no longer able to converse. His hand was wrapped around his own cock, pumping away as Remus pushed into him. Soon he felt the other man's hand wrap around his own, and their entwined hands jerked him off in sync with Remus's thrusting. They moved as one, and as Remus let passion overtake himself and released into Sirius, their hands quickened in pace so that Sirius's own release was not far behind.
The two collapsed on top of each other, covered in sweat and unable to move. Remus brushed Sirius's hair aside and placed a tender kiss on the reddening bite mark. With a smile, he nuzzled his face against Sirius's neck, and for the first time in almost twenty years felt a sense of contentment wash over himself.
"I really love a happy ending."