the promised third chapter of the unfortunate story
As promised, this chapter has no plot whatsoever. It's the most graphic thing I've written so far and I really like it. It was quite challenging to write nothing but smut.
Story: A Highly Unfortunate Event With A Fortunate Outcome
Chapter title: the fortunate event
Rating: most definitely Adult
Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter. The Harry Potter universe was created by JK Rowling and consequently belongs to her and her various publishers. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
chapter three: the fortunate event
Remus’ naked body felt so good against his skin. This was technically the second time they were doing what they were doing, in Remus’ bed, but this time, they were both sober and this time they both wanted it.
He felt Remus arch into the contact. Skin, pressure, heat, teeth, tongues, hands, cocks; Sirius got lost in the feel of this. There was nothing better in this world, he was sure of that. He sucked on Remus’ lower lip and moved downward, kissing and licking his neck, his chest, his stomach. Remus moaned very quietly, a noise Sirius found extremely erotic, a noise he could possibly get addicted to. Remus’ right hand was entwined in Sirius’ hair, something he had always liked to do, while his left hand was on Sirius’ shoulder. His grip intensified as Sirius licked, nibbled and sucked his way further down.
Remus made a strangled noise as Sirius bit into the sensitive flesh right over his hipbone. There had been a bite mark the first time they had done this, Sirius remembered. He had recalled this memory whenever he had it off. This, however, was so much better because it was real. Sirius pressed his nose into Remus’ skin and breathed in deeply the smell of the man he had desired for so long.
Sirius slowly kissed his way down, his fingers stroked and kneaded, savouring every second, every hitched breath, every moan. Remus tensed when Sirius licked over the tip of his very hard cock. Sirius looked up and peeked through his fringe at Remus. His face was flushed, his eyes closed and his breath quickened. Drinking in the sight of a Remus undone, Sirius smiled his devious and sensuous smile, the smile he didn’t know made Remus weak in the knees, and turned back to the task at hand.
Remus’ cock was a bit smaller than his own but also slightly thicker. It felt good in his hand, the tender and heated flesh, and he moved his hand lazily, up and down, savouring Remus’ sighs of pleasure, before he engulfed him with his mouth. He took in as much as he could take, enjoying the taste, the little twitches against his tongue. Remus arched into his mouth, thrusting once and shallowly, obviously trying to restrain himself. Fingers dug into Sirius’ shoulder, tore at his hair. He dragged his lips over Remus’ throbbing prick almost languorously, exploring every inch of it.
“Damn, Sirius,” Remus moaned as his tongue flickered over the sensitive head. Sirius would have grinned smugly but rather pressed Remus’ hips down with both hands as he sucked harder, moved faster, took him in deeper. He was painfully erect himself. The knowledge that Remus was close because of him made him even harder and he sought friction, pressing himself deep into the bed. He moved one hand down the now shaking thigh, letting it brush over Remus’ tight balls, meanwhile sucking harder. As Sirius ran his thumb over his opening and pressed his tongue onto the small slit of his prick, Remus bucked and came with a yelp. Sirius sucked every drop out of him, swallowing the salty fluid devotedly.
Remus was still trembling with the aftermath of orgasm when Sirius let go of his softening cock and moved up, lying down at his side and pulling Remus tightly against him.
“Sweet Merlin, that was…incredible,” panted Remus and kissed him. When Remus pulled away, he smiled so adoringly at him that Sirius felt all funny inside. He was completely taken by surprise as Remus curled his fingers around his swollen length. Sirius breathed in audibly and closed his eyes.
Remus’ voice was a mere whisper in his ear as he leaned closer and said, “Pads, remember the last time?” meanwhile pulling him slowly.
“Parts of it,” gasped Sirius.
“I told you I’d make you come,” whispered Remus.
“Yes,” hissed Sirius as Remus pulled him faster.
“This time I want you to come inside me,” his lover went on, his voice a purr, evoking goose bumps all over Sirius’ body. “Deep inside me,” he added, and Sirius almost lost it.
“Merlin, Remus!”
Remus only chuckled and nibbled on Sirius’ earlobe. He let go of Sirius’ cock and grabbed his arse, pressing them close together and pulling Sirius on top of him. He looked content and devious at the same time, his cheeks still flushed, his eyes trusting, lips half-open, and Sirius simply had to kiss him then.
Ending the kiss, scrambling over the bed, reaching for his clothes and fumbling for his wand was awfully tedious, especially since he could still be snogging Remus. When Sirius returned Remus sat there, smirking and holding a tube of lube.
“Bastard,” commented Sirius and let his wand fall on the bed. He got hold of Remus’ calves and pulled him down to him. Sirius snatched the lube. He didn’t give the fluid time to warm up and Remus gasped when he inserted one finger. “Revenge,” grinned Sirius.
But soon they were beyond banter; Remus had thrown back his head, looking wanton and desirable, and Sirius stretched him more and more impatiently, wanting to be closer to him, wanting to be inside. Remus started pushing back against his fingers, moaning deeply, arousing him further, making him so fucking hard.
Sirius reached out for the lube once more but Remus’ hand was on his wrist, holding him back. Sirius withdrew his fingers, making Remus flinch slightly.
“Moony,” he groaned when the other man spread the lube on his glaringly erect cock. And then Remus was lying on his stomach, Sirius stroking his thighs and buttocks, opening him and then, fuck yes, he was pushing inside and it was hot and tight and so good, the best, because it was Remus. He worked his way in with tiny thrusts until he was in deep, gasping at the overwhelming feeling. Remus breathed heavily, his profile half covered by his tousled hair. Sirius leaned forward, sliding in even deeper in the process, covered Remus’ body and steadied himself on his forearms, entwining their fingers.
It wasn’t the most comfortable position but he wanted them to be as close as possible. He pulled out almost completely, took a deep breath and thrust. Remus moaned in the back of his throat and tightened his grip on Sirius’ fingers. Remus’ tight hole surrounded him, sucked him in, and all he could do was thrust inside over and over again. Sweat accumulated between their bodies, blurring the edges, connecting them.
“So good, Moony,” gasped Sirius close to Remus’ ear. Remus only raised his pelvis, pushing back at every thrust, whimpering whenever Sirius hit his prostate. Sirius raised his upper body as he drove in faster, harder. He was close, so very close but wanted to go on fucking Remus forever.
“Come…ah…come on, Pads,” panted Remus and pushed back hard, driving him in deeper. “I want…you…to come,” he managed in time with Sirius’ thrusts. He turned his head slightly, the look in his eyes almost feral. “Now!” he rasped and pushed back hard again. Sirius buried himself to the hilt, tossed his head back and came with a load moan. He collapsed onto his lover a moment later. Breathing soft and lazy kisses on Remus’ back and the nape of his neck Sirius calmed down enough to shift a little, worming a hand in under Remus and giving his still erect prick a hard stroke. Remus choked out a sob and spilt himself over Sirius’ hand.
They almost melted together in a moment of pure bliss until Sirius’ hand started to tingle and go dead. After some shifting and turning, Sirius found his wand and used a Cleaning Charm. Remus was positively glowing and Sirius had the sneaking suspicion that he looked about the same. He was probably grinning foolishly, too, but that was OK because it was Remus.
“Moony,” he mumbled into Remus’ hair as they came to lie together. Remus turned his head and smiled dreamily at him, something Sirius didn’t believe he had seen before. He definitely wanted to see his Moony smile like that more often.
“Maybe that one-night stand wasn’t so unfortunate after all,” Remus grinned.
“Maybe, my arse,” answered Sirius. “I was right from the beginning.”
“Stubborn brat,” murmured Remus fondly and kissed Sirius’ neck.
“Well, at least I’m your stubborn brat.”
Fin
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Story: A Highly Unfortunate Event With A Fortunate Outcome
Chapter title: the fortunate event
Rating: most definitely Adult
Disclaimer:I do not own Harry Potter. The Harry Potter universe was created by JK Rowling and consequently belongs to her and her various publishers. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
chapter three: the fortunate event
Remus’ naked body felt so good against his skin. This was technically the second time they were doing what they were doing, in Remus’ bed, but this time, they were both sober and this time they both wanted it.
He felt Remus arch into the contact. Skin, pressure, heat, teeth, tongues, hands, cocks; Sirius got lost in the feel of this. There was nothing better in this world, he was sure of that. He sucked on Remus’ lower lip and moved downward, kissing and licking his neck, his chest, his stomach. Remus moaned very quietly, a noise Sirius found extremely erotic, a noise he could possibly get addicted to. Remus’ right hand was entwined in Sirius’ hair, something he had always liked to do, while his left hand was on Sirius’ shoulder. His grip intensified as Sirius licked, nibbled and sucked his way further down.
Remus made a strangled noise as Sirius bit into the sensitive flesh right over his hipbone. There had been a bite mark the first time they had done this, Sirius remembered. He had recalled this memory whenever he had it off. This, however, was so much better because it was real. Sirius pressed his nose into Remus’ skin and breathed in deeply the smell of the man he had desired for so long.
Sirius slowly kissed his way down, his fingers stroked and kneaded, savouring every second, every hitched breath, every moan. Remus tensed when Sirius licked over the tip of his very hard cock. Sirius looked up and peeked through his fringe at Remus. His face was flushed, his eyes closed and his breath quickened. Drinking in the sight of a Remus undone, Sirius smiled his devious and sensuous smile, the smile he didn’t know made Remus weak in the knees, and turned back to the task at hand.
Remus’ cock was a bit smaller than his own but also slightly thicker. It felt good in his hand, the tender and heated flesh, and he moved his hand lazily, up and down, savouring Remus’ sighs of pleasure, before he engulfed him with his mouth. He took in as much as he could take, enjoying the taste, the little twitches against his tongue. Remus arched into his mouth, thrusting once and shallowly, obviously trying to restrain himself. Fingers dug into Sirius’ shoulder, tore at his hair. He dragged his lips over Remus’ throbbing prick almost languorously, exploring every inch of it.
“Damn, Sirius,” Remus moaned as his tongue flickered over the sensitive head. Sirius would have grinned smugly but rather pressed Remus’ hips down with both hands as he sucked harder, moved faster, took him in deeper. He was painfully erect himself. The knowledge that Remus was close because of him made him even harder and he sought friction, pressing himself deep into the bed. He moved one hand down the now shaking thigh, letting it brush over Remus’ tight balls, meanwhile sucking harder. As Sirius ran his thumb over his opening and pressed his tongue onto the small slit of his prick, Remus bucked and came with a yelp. Sirius sucked every drop out of him, swallowing the salty fluid devotedly.
Remus was still trembling with the aftermath of orgasm when Sirius let go of his softening cock and moved up, lying down at his side and pulling Remus tightly against him.
“Sweet Merlin, that was…incredible,” panted Remus and kissed him. When Remus pulled away, he smiled so adoringly at him that Sirius felt all funny inside. He was completely taken by surprise as Remus curled his fingers around his swollen length. Sirius breathed in audibly and closed his eyes.
Remus’ voice was a mere whisper in his ear as he leaned closer and said, “Pads, remember the last time?” meanwhile pulling him slowly.
“Parts of it,” gasped Sirius.
“I told you I’d make you come,” whispered Remus.
“Yes,” hissed Sirius as Remus pulled him faster.
“This time I want you to come inside me,” his lover went on, his voice a purr, evoking goose bumps all over Sirius’ body. “Deep inside me,” he added, and Sirius almost lost it.
“Merlin, Remus!”
Remus only chuckled and nibbled on Sirius’ earlobe. He let go of Sirius’ cock and grabbed his arse, pressing them close together and pulling Sirius on top of him. He looked content and devious at the same time, his cheeks still flushed, his eyes trusting, lips half-open, and Sirius simply had to kiss him then.
Ending the kiss, scrambling over the bed, reaching for his clothes and fumbling for his wand was awfully tedious, especially since he could still be snogging Remus. When Sirius returned Remus sat there, smirking and holding a tube of lube.
“Bastard,” commented Sirius and let his wand fall on the bed. He got hold of Remus’ calves and pulled him down to him. Sirius snatched the lube. He didn’t give the fluid time to warm up and Remus gasped when he inserted one finger. “Revenge,” grinned Sirius.
But soon they were beyond banter; Remus had thrown back his head, looking wanton and desirable, and Sirius stretched him more and more impatiently, wanting to be closer to him, wanting to be inside. Remus started pushing back against his fingers, moaning deeply, arousing him further, making him so fucking hard.
Sirius reached out for the lube once more but Remus’ hand was on his wrist, holding him back. Sirius withdrew his fingers, making Remus flinch slightly.
“Moony,” he groaned when the other man spread the lube on his glaringly erect cock. And then Remus was lying on his stomach, Sirius stroking his thighs and buttocks, opening him and then, fuck yes, he was pushing inside and it was hot and tight and so good, the best, because it was Remus. He worked his way in with tiny thrusts until he was in deep, gasping at the overwhelming feeling. Remus breathed heavily, his profile half covered by his tousled hair. Sirius leaned forward, sliding in even deeper in the process, covered Remus’ body and steadied himself on his forearms, entwining their fingers.
It wasn’t the most comfortable position but he wanted them to be as close as possible. He pulled out almost completely, took a deep breath and thrust. Remus moaned in the back of his throat and tightened his grip on Sirius’ fingers. Remus’ tight hole surrounded him, sucked him in, and all he could do was thrust inside over and over again. Sweat accumulated between their bodies, blurring the edges, connecting them.
“So good, Moony,” gasped Sirius close to Remus’ ear. Remus only raised his pelvis, pushing back at every thrust, whimpering whenever Sirius hit his prostate. Sirius raised his upper body as he drove in faster, harder. He was close, so very close but wanted to go on fucking Remus forever.
“Come…ah…come on, Pads,” panted Remus and pushed back hard, driving him in deeper. “I want…you…to come,” he managed in time with Sirius’ thrusts. He turned his head slightly, the look in his eyes almost feral. “Now!” he rasped and pushed back hard again. Sirius buried himself to the hilt, tossed his head back and came with a load moan. He collapsed onto his lover a moment later. Breathing soft and lazy kisses on Remus’ back and the nape of his neck Sirius calmed down enough to shift a little, worming a hand in under Remus and giving his still erect prick a hard stroke. Remus choked out a sob and spilt himself over Sirius’ hand.
They almost melted together in a moment of pure bliss until Sirius’ hand started to tingle and go dead. After some shifting and turning, Sirius found his wand and used a Cleaning Charm. Remus was positively glowing and Sirius had the sneaking suspicion that he looked about the same. He was probably grinning foolishly, too, but that was OK because it was Remus.
“Moony,” he mumbled into Remus’ hair as they came to lie together. Remus turned his head and smiled dreamily at him, something Sirius didn’t believe he had seen before. He definitely wanted to see his Moony smile like that more often.
“Maybe that one-night stand wasn’t so unfortunate after all,” Remus grinned.
“Maybe, my arse,” answered Sirius. “I was right from the beginning.”
“Stubborn brat,” murmured Remus fondly and kissed Sirius’ neck.
“Well, at least I’m your stubborn brat.”
Fin
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