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[homolupinus]

Remus turned the water on as hot as he could stand it. Quickly, methodically he stripped, washed his hair and face, and scrubbed himself slightly harder than was necessary as he washed, studiously avoiding his groin. "I'm not speaking to you," he said firmly to his cock, when it persisted in being half-hard and annoying, "Go away."

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[faustian_prince]

"I'm going to fuck you so hard, you can't remember having anyone else," Severus whispered and turned him around, pulling his arse to his groin.

[homolupinus]

"Good," he groaned. "Oh, god, Severus--"

[faustian_prince]

"Grab the sink," Severus hissed into his ear, one palm smoothing up his spine, urging Remus to bend forward.

[homolupinus]

Remus obeyed, allowing himself to be shaped easily under Severus' hands. The position put his face almost directly up against the mirror, and he closed his eyes, resting his cheek on it.

[faustian_prince]

Even as mad as he was, as much as he hated what Remus had done, Severus still needed, still wanted him and he licked his palm, smearing spit over it before rubbing it between Remus' cheeks. It's all he would give before he began working his cock into him.

[homolupinus]

Remus didn't make a sound as Severus pushed into him, but he stopped breathing entirely, evidenced by the absence of fog on the mirror. As much as he tried to hold still, though, he couldn't help the way his hips rocked back against Severus, regardless of the pain.

[faustian_prince]

Severus was still kind enough to let Remus get used to his size, the lack of lubrication, before he moved faster, harder, his balls slapping against Remus' skin.

[homolupinus]

As Severus set the pace, it was all Remus could do to accommodate him, rolling his hips and bracing himself with each thrust. Still, he kept his eyes closed and did not breathe, concentrating entirely on the rough feel of it, and the obscene noises of skin against skin.

[faustian_prince]

Both hands gripped Remus' hips, holding him still for a few minutes before pulling him back into every thrust, using it as a way to get deeper into him.

[homolupinus]

At some point it became apparent that, although he was not breathing through any power of his own, each of Severus' slow, hard thrusts drove air from Remus' lungs, which was then replaced with a breathy little gasp. Somehow, the involuntary exhalations turned to words-- "please, please, please..."

[faustian_prince]

As soon as he heard those whispered little words, Severus thrust harder, angling to get his cock as deep as possible into him. "Beg me."

[homolupinus]

"Please," he repeated, though this time of his own volition. "Please, please, harder, more, come inside me, let me come, oh--"

[faustian_prince]

Severus smirked at him in the mirror, angling his cock over Remus' prostate but not offering him a hand. If Remus didn't want to come, Severus was not going to help him do so. "Fuck yourself on my cock and maybe you will." Maybe you won't.

[homolupinus]

"Want to come when you do, want to feel you, oh, god, Severus, please, please..." The sink provided excellent leverage for Remus to shove back, arrhythmic and shameless, his forehead nearly banging against the mirror with each thrust.

[faustian_prince]

"But you won't," Severus whispered to him. "You'll just feel it building in your balls with no place else to go while I fill you with my come."

[homolupinus]

"Please," he practically sobbed, "Please, come inside me, make me yours again, please..."