Fic: [Harry Potter] Not Your Usual Brand of Rule Breaking (Sirius/Remus)
Title: Not Your Usual Brand of Rule Breaking
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, Marauders arc
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mutual masterbastion between two barely legal boys, pwp, dirty talk, Sirius' idiocy
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and related companies, I just like to play with her characters.
Summary: Remus' new found sanctuary may not be as inviolable as he thinks.
Word count: 2,302
Author's notes: Written as a gift fic for banyangirl1832 for the It's a Gift challenge at pulped_fictions
The Prefects’ bathroom was, in Remus’ eyes, a Godsend. He was the only one of his friends to have gained the badge and he was not about to tell them about this room; it was one of the only places he could relax after a hard day following around after them trying to get them to obey the rules.
Really, he didn’t feel guilty at all as he filled the giant bathtub with all kinds of bubbles. It was their own fault for getting him so wound up sometimes that he needed this. And after a chilly April’s day chasing them around the grounds, he certainly needed it.
Remus undressed quickly, eager to get into the deliciously warm water. Piling his clothes far enough from the side that they wouldn’t get wet and pulling a towel close, he finally slid into the swimming pool sized tub with a contented sigh. He swam around a little before finally settling back to just float blissfully.
Which he promptly forgot how to do when Sirius suddenly materialised at the side of the bath.
Remus sank under the water, coughing and spluttering as he choked on purple bubbles. It took him a minute or so to get control enough to surface again, glaring at his friend once he had. Sirius, for his part, was too busy staring around the room to notice.
He let out a slow whistle of appreciation, finally glancing back to Remus. “Well this is bloody brilliant, isn’t it?”
Remus blushed a little at the slight accusation in his tone but continued to glare. “Were- Were you here the whole time?” he demanded.
“You bet I was. James’ invisibility cloak,” he shook the silvery material in his hand. “Meant I could slip in behind you.”
It was, Remus had to admit, quite a clever plan. But he wasn’t about to tell Sirius that. In fact, there was something much more pressing currently running through Remus’ mind.
“… You had better have closed your eyes while I undressed, Sirius.” he said slowly, almost definitely not wanting that answer.
Sirius just grinned at him.
Remus blushed harder and let out a soft groan, sinking under the water again. Sirius laughed, beginning to get undressed himself. “We’ve shared a dormitory for years, mate, you think I haven’t seen you naked?”
“That is not the point!” Remus came up to exclaim, almost choking again when he saw him. “What- What are you doing?!”
“I’m getting undressed, idiot.” Sirius chuckled. Remus rolled his eyes at the answer and turned his back on his grinning friend, ignoring the soft splash as Sirius slipped into the water. He devoutly ignored the soft, pleased groan Sirius made at the temperature, glad for the obscuring clouds of bubbles.
Sirius shook his head at Remus’ attempt to ignore him and lazily swam across the pool - no way was something this big a bath tub- to him. Remus obviously heard him coming but made no move either to stop him or move away; he wasn’t about to initiate a game of tag while they were both naked.
Remus sighed softly when Sirius swam into his line of sight with that ridiculous grin on his face - the one that made silly girls fall all over themselves to get at him. Well, if he thought that would work on Remus, he had another thing coming.
“Geeze, Moony, lighten up.” Sirius said after a few moments of silence. “Sorry I ruined your little hidey-hole.”
“That is not it and you know it.” he sighed again. “You shouldn’t spy on people, especially not me.”
Sirius laughed, giving Remus a playful look. “It’s the only way I’ll ever get to look properly at you now. Honestly, who starts getting changed behind his bed curtains every night?”
Remus blushed again and looked down at the water, not answering. It was becoming embarrassing, what happened to him every time he caught glances of Sirius’ bare chest, muscles honed by practice with James, and when his eyes would drift lower, stolen glances where he knew he couldn’t look…
He jumped when he realised Sirius was suddenly inches from him, slowly looking up to meet suddenly serious eyes. There was concern there and Remus suddenly felt bad for how distant he’d become; he knew he couldn’t help it, but he couldn’t exactly explain it, either.
“Moony, seriously, what’s-” Sirius had raised a hand to Remus’ cheek, tilting the other’s face properly towards him, and Remus, realising just how damn close they were and just what that touch was doing him, had jumped back with a startled yelp.
“Remus?” he asked, looking confused. “Are you alright?”
Remus nodded furiously, cheeks red as he tried hard to slow his pounding heart, tried to stay under the scant protection of the bubbles. “I-I’m fine.” he said quickly, voice a little high. Sirius raised an eyebrow at him, looking at his flushed cheeks before, slowly, looking down and seeing exactly what Remus had wanted to hide.
It took a moment for Remus to follow his gaze before he let out a startled yelp and spun around, face bright red now. “Si-Sirius, I- I’ll leave!” he decided quickly, making for the edge of the pool. He hadn’t gotten far at all before Sirius’ strong arms wrapped around him from behind and held him still.
“Sirius! What-” Remus broke off suddenly as their position wonderfully told him that Sirius was just as hard as he was. “Sirius…?” he asked slowly, that particular revelation setting his mind spinning.
“Well it took you long enough.” he chuckled, voice whispering in Remus’ ear. “Never thought you’d be dim enough to miss this, Moony.”
“But you… You have so many girls after you. You flirt all the time, I’ve seen you.” Remus whispered back, shivering at the contact.
“Have I ever actually done more than flirt, Remus?” Sirius asked softly, tongue wickedly close to Remus’ skin, the younger’s heart fluttering wildly as he just waited for it to touch him.
Sirius seemed to be waiting for an answer, so Remus shook his head; he hadn’t, now that he thought about it like that. But Sirius had always been so sure with the girls, so confident. Something Remus had never been.
“You know, Remus.” Sirius murmured suddenly, arms still tightly around the other boy, as though he were a rabbit about to bolt. “This isn’t the first time I’ve been down here with you.”
He waited for that to sink into Remus’ befuddled brain, starting again in that same, soft voice just before he started to protest; “That time I indulged myself; just sat and watched you. I knew I shouldn’t, Remus. I was only here to find out what the bathroom looked like and then I was going to pull the cloak off, tease you a bit and go back to the common room. But then you got undressed and, God, Remus did you look good.”
Remus couldn’t help flushing more at Sirius’ words; the earnestness with which he said them making them all the worse. “I-”
“Shh.” Sirius whispered, pressing a finger to his lips. “No, you’re going to listen to me just now.” Remus stopped still, distracted by this new touch. Sirius’ finger was soft and gentle against his lips, but he was soon drawn back to his words. “I knew I shouldn’t be watching you, Moony, but somehow I couldn’t look away. Not with how gracefully you slipped into the pool.
“And I was luckier than I had any right to be, Remus.” Sirius continued, his voice getting lower. “I sat there watching you swim around, trying to persuade myself to at least leave if I wasn’t going to reveal myself. But,” Sirius exhaled slowly, running his tongue over his lips, and Remus closed his eyes, legs feeling suddenly weak at Sirius doing that so close to his ear.
“But then you stopped. I was terrified, Remus, thought you’d somehow caught sight of me. You were so close to me, right at the edge of the pool, and I didn’t even dare breathe.” Remus’ eyes flew open as the horrible feeling settled in his stomach that he knew where this was going. But Sirius’ finger was still there, still holding him transfixed.
“You lay back against the edge of the pool and I thanked every God I knew, right there and then, that the bubbles had practically vanished when your hand slid down over your stomach and down to your cock.” Remus gave a soft, protesting sound, even as he felt a flood of taboo desire at hearing such a thing whispered in his ear. Sirius chuckled softly and only held him tighter.
“You like to tease yourself, don’t you?” he continued to whisper, ignoring Remus’ soft whimper of protest. “Stroking so slowly, with your head thrown back, till you couldn’t take it any more.” Sirius’ whisper seemed to almost hypnotise Remus; he could feel himself blushing more, getting more and more aroused as Sirius wickedly continued.
“You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve replayed that scene, Remus. How many times I’ve seen it in my head, heard you moaning hoarsely as you move your fingers to tease yourself, shamelessly bucking into your hand. It makes me so hard every damn time I think about it.” Remus jerked slightly at the admission, dragging a rough moan from the both of them as he rubbed back against Sirius.
“Yeah, like that.” he whispered hoarsely, holding Remus in place again. “But you didn’t just stop there, oh no.” Sirius murmured and Remus froze, knowing exactly what was coming. “No… When it all became too much for you and you started thrusting harder, stroking faster… When you bucked into your hand and came moaning my name. You were so fucking beautiful, Remus.”
Remus whimpered again, shame flooding him. Sirius knew. Sirius had known for weeks. He tried to pull away but the brunette held him there, slowly turning the other boy to face him. Sirius gave him a reassuring smile before tugging him into a searing kiss that pushed back the embarrassment and brought desire screaming back into his veins.
Regretfully, Remus turned his head away when Sirius tried to deepen it. “Sirius… How-”
“Shh, it’s okay.” Sirius interrupted. “Look, I’m still here, aren’t I?” he asked, guessing the blonde’s thoughts. “I’ve already let you know pretty clearly that I’m interested, so what the hell’s the matter?” he asked, some of his frustration showing in his words.
Remus flushed harder and looked away. “It- It’s wrong.” he mumbled finally. “We shouldn’t-”
“Oh fucking shut up about that.” Sirius growled, taking his mouth in a fierce kiss. Remus let out a muffled sound of surprise but couldn’t pull back, as Sirius had wound his fingers into blonde hair and was holding him into the kiss. He relaxed slowly, enough for Sirius to walk him backwards until they hit the side of the bath, the water only waist deep here.
“Si-Sirius, seriously-” he tried again when he was finally allowed to breathe. Sirius only growled again - a sound that made desire spike higher - and took the wrists that were trying to push him back a little, pinning them to the side of the bath and kissing him again. Remus couldn’t help losing himself in the kiss, pinned as he was, and he moaned desperately, pressing unconsciously against Sirius. Sirius grinned and happily explored the mouth opened to him.
Both were panting when Sirius finally pulled away. Remus was still uncertain, casting quick, darting glances up at Sirius that were returned with a brash grin. Sirius chuckled after a moment and kissed him again, gently this time.
“You are the epitome of ‘deer caught in headlights’ right now, mate.”
Remus rolled his eyes, happily, easily falling back into the banter. “Where did you learn that word?”
“So I listen to Lily sometimes.” Sirius shrugged, then suddenly pressed hard against Remus. “Now how about we help each other out here and then I’ll wash your hair for you.” he whispered, half playful, half serious. Remus gasped at the contact and wanted to bolt for a half second until Sirius’ words caught up to him.
“You are too much.” he whispered before leaning up for another long kiss. Sirius grinned softly and rocked sharply against him, relishing in the moan he dragged from Remus. He nipped and teased Remus’ lips before reaching down to stroke them both slowly.
Remus moaned loudly, giving himself over to the sensations as the threatened to overwhelm him. This felt so good, better than he had ever dared to imagine, and he was already too close.
“Si- nng- I- I’m-” he tried to protest, stuttering over his words, but Sirius just grinned at him again.
“Me too.” he whispered breathlessly, pressing closer and moaning against Remus’ ear; “Fucking- hell, Moony.”
That did it, throwing Remus harder over the edge than he’d ever gone before. He rocked up hard against Sirius, crying his name as he came. Sirius dropped his head to rest on Remus’ shoulder, biting his shoulder to muffle his own cry as he too came, unaware that the shudders wracking Remus’ lithe frame were more from the sharp pain furthering his orgasm than the after effects of such.
They pulled apart slowly, both breathing hard, almost light-headed. Sirius slowly shook himself, ducking under the water briefly to get himself back under control. He was grinning when he re-emerged and Remus turned away, blushing.
“Nah, Moony, not now.” Sirius chuckled. “C’mere and let me wash your hair.”
Remus chuckled helplessly and moved to do as he was told, unable, really, to do much beyond enjoy Sirius slowly raking his fingers through his hair. And return the favour, of course.
Evidently, he wasn’t allowed to be awkward about this.
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairings: Sirius/Remus, Marauders arc
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: mutual masterbastion between two barely legal boys, pwp, dirty talk, Sirius' idiocy
Disclaimer: Harry Potter belongs to J.K. Rowling and related companies, I just like to play with her characters.
Summary: Remus' new found sanctuary may not be as inviolable as he thinks.
Word count: 2,302
Author's notes: Written as a gift fic for banyangirl1832 for the It's a Gift challenge at pulped_fictions
The Prefects’ bathroom was, in Remus’ eyes, a Godsend. He was the only one of his friends to have gained the badge and he was not about to tell them about this room; it was one of the only places he could relax after a hard day following around after them trying to get them to obey the rules.
Really, he didn’t feel guilty at all as he filled the giant bathtub with all kinds of bubbles. It was their own fault for getting him so wound up sometimes that he needed this. And after a chilly April’s day chasing them around the grounds, he certainly needed it.
Remus undressed quickly, eager to get into the deliciously warm water. Piling his clothes far enough from the side that they wouldn’t get wet and pulling a towel close, he finally slid into the swimming pool sized tub with a contented sigh. He swam around a little before finally settling back to just float blissfully.
Which he promptly forgot how to do when Sirius suddenly materialised at the side of the bath.
Remus sank under the water, coughing and spluttering as he choked on purple bubbles. It took him a minute or so to get control enough to surface again, glaring at his friend once he had. Sirius, for his part, was too busy staring around the room to notice.
He let out a slow whistle of appreciation, finally glancing back to Remus. “Well this is bloody brilliant, isn’t it?”
Remus blushed a little at the slight accusation in his tone but continued to glare. “Were- Were you here the whole time?” he demanded.
“You bet I was. James’ invisibility cloak,” he shook the silvery material in his hand. “Meant I could slip in behind you.”
It was, Remus had to admit, quite a clever plan. But he wasn’t about to tell Sirius that. In fact, there was something much more pressing currently running through Remus’ mind.
“… You had better have closed your eyes while I undressed, Sirius.” he said slowly, almost definitely not wanting that answer.
Sirius just grinned at him.
Remus blushed harder and let out a soft groan, sinking under the water again. Sirius laughed, beginning to get undressed himself. “We’ve shared a dormitory for years, mate, you think I haven’t seen you naked?”
“That is not the point!” Remus came up to exclaim, almost choking again when he saw him. “What- What are you doing?!”
“I’m getting undressed, idiot.” Sirius chuckled. Remus rolled his eyes at the answer and turned his back on his grinning friend, ignoring the soft splash as Sirius slipped into the water. He devoutly ignored the soft, pleased groan Sirius made at the temperature, glad for the obscuring clouds of bubbles.
Sirius shook his head at Remus’ attempt to ignore him and lazily swam across the pool - no way was something this big a bath tub- to him. Remus obviously heard him coming but made no move either to stop him or move away; he wasn’t about to initiate a game of tag while they were both naked.
Remus sighed softly when Sirius swam into his line of sight with that ridiculous grin on his face - the one that made silly girls fall all over themselves to get at him. Well, if he thought that would work on Remus, he had another thing coming.
“Geeze, Moony, lighten up.” Sirius said after a few moments of silence. “Sorry I ruined your little hidey-hole.”
“That is not it and you know it.” he sighed again. “You shouldn’t spy on people, especially not me.”
Sirius laughed, giving Remus a playful look. “It’s the only way I’ll ever get to look properly at you now. Honestly, who starts getting changed behind his bed curtains every night?”
Remus blushed again and looked down at the water, not answering. It was becoming embarrassing, what happened to him every time he caught glances of Sirius’ bare chest, muscles honed by practice with James, and when his eyes would drift lower, stolen glances where he knew he couldn’t look…
He jumped when he realised Sirius was suddenly inches from him, slowly looking up to meet suddenly serious eyes. There was concern there and Remus suddenly felt bad for how distant he’d become; he knew he couldn’t help it, but he couldn’t exactly explain it, either.
“Moony, seriously, what’s-” Sirius had raised a hand to Remus’ cheek, tilting the other’s face properly towards him, and Remus, realising just how damn close they were and just what that touch was doing him, had jumped back with a startled yelp.
“Remus?” he asked, looking confused. “Are you alright?”
Remus nodded furiously, cheeks red as he tried hard to slow his pounding heart, tried to stay under the scant protection of the bubbles. “I-I’m fine.” he said quickly, voice a little high. Sirius raised an eyebrow at him, looking at his flushed cheeks before, slowly, looking down and seeing exactly what Remus had wanted to hide.
It took a moment for Remus to follow his gaze before he let out a startled yelp and spun around, face bright red now. “Si-Sirius, I- I’ll leave!” he decided quickly, making for the edge of the pool. He hadn’t gotten far at all before Sirius’ strong arms wrapped around him from behind and held him still.
“Sirius! What-” Remus broke off suddenly as their position wonderfully told him that Sirius was just as hard as he was. “Sirius…?” he asked slowly, that particular revelation setting his mind spinning.
“Well it took you long enough.” he chuckled, voice whispering in Remus’ ear. “Never thought you’d be dim enough to miss this, Moony.”
“But you… You have so many girls after you. You flirt all the time, I’ve seen you.” Remus whispered back, shivering at the contact.
“Have I ever actually done more than flirt, Remus?” Sirius asked softly, tongue wickedly close to Remus’ skin, the younger’s heart fluttering wildly as he just waited for it to touch him.
Sirius seemed to be waiting for an answer, so Remus shook his head; he hadn’t, now that he thought about it like that. But Sirius had always been so sure with the girls, so confident. Something Remus had never been.
“You know, Remus.” Sirius murmured suddenly, arms still tightly around the other boy, as though he were a rabbit about to bolt. “This isn’t the first time I’ve been down here with you.”
He waited for that to sink into Remus’ befuddled brain, starting again in that same, soft voice just before he started to protest; “That time I indulged myself; just sat and watched you. I knew I shouldn’t, Remus. I was only here to find out what the bathroom looked like and then I was going to pull the cloak off, tease you a bit and go back to the common room. But then you got undressed and, God, Remus did you look good.”
Remus couldn’t help flushing more at Sirius’ words; the earnestness with which he said them making them all the worse. “I-”
“Shh.” Sirius whispered, pressing a finger to his lips. “No, you’re going to listen to me just now.” Remus stopped still, distracted by this new touch. Sirius’ finger was soft and gentle against his lips, but he was soon drawn back to his words. “I knew I shouldn’t be watching you, Moony, but somehow I couldn’t look away. Not with how gracefully you slipped into the pool.
“And I was luckier than I had any right to be, Remus.” Sirius continued, his voice getting lower. “I sat there watching you swim around, trying to persuade myself to at least leave if I wasn’t going to reveal myself. But,” Sirius exhaled slowly, running his tongue over his lips, and Remus closed his eyes, legs feeling suddenly weak at Sirius doing that so close to his ear.
“But then you stopped. I was terrified, Remus, thought you’d somehow caught sight of me. You were so close to me, right at the edge of the pool, and I didn’t even dare breathe.” Remus’ eyes flew open as the horrible feeling settled in his stomach that he knew where this was going. But Sirius’ finger was still there, still holding him transfixed.
“You lay back against the edge of the pool and I thanked every God I knew, right there and then, that the bubbles had practically vanished when your hand slid down over your stomach and down to your cock.” Remus gave a soft, protesting sound, even as he felt a flood of taboo desire at hearing such a thing whispered in his ear. Sirius chuckled softly and only held him tighter.
“You like to tease yourself, don’t you?” he continued to whisper, ignoring Remus’ soft whimper of protest. “Stroking so slowly, with your head thrown back, till you couldn’t take it any more.” Sirius’ whisper seemed to almost hypnotise Remus; he could feel himself blushing more, getting more and more aroused as Sirius wickedly continued.
“You wouldn’t believe how many times I’ve replayed that scene, Remus. How many times I’ve seen it in my head, heard you moaning hoarsely as you move your fingers to tease yourself, shamelessly bucking into your hand. It makes me so hard every damn time I think about it.” Remus jerked slightly at the admission, dragging a rough moan from the both of them as he rubbed back against Sirius.
“Yeah, like that.” he whispered hoarsely, holding Remus in place again. “But you didn’t just stop there, oh no.” Sirius murmured and Remus froze, knowing exactly what was coming. “No… When it all became too much for you and you started thrusting harder, stroking faster… When you bucked into your hand and came moaning my name. You were so fucking beautiful, Remus.”
Remus whimpered again, shame flooding him. Sirius knew. Sirius had known for weeks. He tried to pull away but the brunette held him there, slowly turning the other boy to face him. Sirius gave him a reassuring smile before tugging him into a searing kiss that pushed back the embarrassment and brought desire screaming back into his veins.
Regretfully, Remus turned his head away when Sirius tried to deepen it. “Sirius… How-”
“Shh, it’s okay.” Sirius interrupted. “Look, I’m still here, aren’t I?” he asked, guessing the blonde’s thoughts. “I’ve already let you know pretty clearly that I’m interested, so what the hell’s the matter?” he asked, some of his frustration showing in his words.
Remus flushed harder and looked away. “It- It’s wrong.” he mumbled finally. “We shouldn’t-”
“Oh fucking shut up about that.” Sirius growled, taking his mouth in a fierce kiss. Remus let out a muffled sound of surprise but couldn’t pull back, as Sirius had wound his fingers into blonde hair and was holding him into the kiss. He relaxed slowly, enough for Sirius to walk him backwards until they hit the side of the bath, the water only waist deep here.
“Si-Sirius, seriously-” he tried again when he was finally allowed to breathe. Sirius only growled again - a sound that made desire spike higher - and took the wrists that were trying to push him back a little, pinning them to the side of the bath and kissing him again. Remus couldn’t help losing himself in the kiss, pinned as he was, and he moaned desperately, pressing unconsciously against Sirius. Sirius grinned and happily explored the mouth opened to him.
Both were panting when Sirius finally pulled away. Remus was still uncertain, casting quick, darting glances up at Sirius that were returned with a brash grin. Sirius chuckled after a moment and kissed him again, gently this time.
“You are the epitome of ‘deer caught in headlights’ right now, mate.”
Remus rolled his eyes, happily, easily falling back into the banter. “Where did you learn that word?”
“So I listen to Lily sometimes.” Sirius shrugged, then suddenly pressed hard against Remus. “Now how about we help each other out here and then I’ll wash your hair for you.” he whispered, half playful, half serious. Remus gasped at the contact and wanted to bolt for a half second until Sirius’ words caught up to him.
“You are too much.” he whispered before leaning up for another long kiss. Sirius grinned softly and rocked sharply against him, relishing in the moan he dragged from Remus. He nipped and teased Remus’ lips before reaching down to stroke them both slowly.
Remus moaned loudly, giving himself over to the sensations as the threatened to overwhelm him. This felt so good, better than he had ever dared to imagine, and he was already too close.
“Si- nng- I- I’m-” he tried to protest, stuttering over his words, but Sirius just grinned at him again.
“Me too.” he whispered breathlessly, pressing closer and moaning against Remus’ ear; “Fucking- hell, Moony.”
That did it, throwing Remus harder over the edge than he’d ever gone before. He rocked up hard against Sirius, crying his name as he came. Sirius dropped his head to rest on Remus’ shoulder, biting his shoulder to muffle his own cry as he too came, unaware that the shudders wracking Remus’ lithe frame were more from the sharp pain furthering his orgasm than the after effects of such.
They pulled apart slowly, both breathing hard, almost light-headed. Sirius slowly shook himself, ducking under the water briefly to get himself back under control. He was grinning when he re-emerged and Remus turned away, blushing.
“Nah, Moony, not now.” Sirius chuckled. “C’mere and let me wash your hair.”
Remus chuckled helplessly and moved to do as he was told, unable, really, to do much beyond enjoy Sirius slowly raking his fingers through his hair. And return the favour, of course.
Evidently, he wasn’t allowed to be awkward about this.