Fic: Scattered Echoes (Harry Potter -- Sirius/Remus) R
Title: Scattered Echoes (26/31)
Author: kingzgurl
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: 750
Timeline: Marauders-Era, 6th Year
Prompt: dogdaysofsummer 26 August 2009
Summary: As he watches fiendfyre destroy the last of his friends, Remus realizes he is truly alone.
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Remus woke slowly from a pleasant dream and cuddled close to the warm body next to him. It was comforting and enjoyable, until his morning wood rubbed against the body and he jerked away in response, terrified he’d scare the boy away.
“S’okay, Moony,” Sirius mumbled, reaching for his friend to catch him before he fell of the narrow bed.
“Mmphf,” Remus muttered in response, hiding his mortified and blushing face in his arms, once Sirius had hauled him back onto the mattress.
Sirius’ deep rumble of laughter made Remus groan in frustration and he tried not to thrust against the mattress or turn so he could desperately hump Sirius’ leg. It was not normal for blokes to have intensely sexual dreams about their best mates, even if said friend was looking particularly rumpled and fuck-able in the morning, Remus told himself until it was repeated like a mantra in his head. I will not jump Sirius, I will not jump Sirius.
Sirius continued to laugh, oblivious to Remus’ internal struggle, and slid his fingers into the soft brown hair, ruffling it into an even bigger mess and rubbing Remus’ neck gently.
“What’re you doing?” Remus’ voice was high-pitched and strained as he fought desperately to stay perfectly still under Sirius’ ministrations.
“Come look at this,” Sirius replied without answering the question, tugging on Remus’ hair until the sandy-haired boy finally lifted his head from his arms.
Sirius was lying on his stomach, drawn up the bed as far as he possibly could to look out the window. As a rare treat, the curtains over the window had been left open to take advantage of the new moon, and Sirius was now staring intently at the grounds below Gryffindor Tower.
Remus shifted uncomfortably up the bed to lay next to his friend, shoulders touching, to get a clear view out the window. He still wasn’t able to see what had captured Sirius’ attention, so he shifted closer, until one leg was thrown dangerously over Sirius’ and his erection was shoved into the mattress mere centimeters from the other boy’s hip.
“What…” he started to ask, but then cut himself off when he finally saw what had Sirius’ attention.
Many stories below them, James was on his broom, circling above Lily’s head with her scarf trailing from his hand. Her attempts to grab the scarf were futile, as he rose just a couple more inches until it was entirely out of reach.
“He’s never going to get her that way,” Remus commented, watching the scene play out. He could just imagine James’ taunting voice.
“I’ll give it back if you agree to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow,” he was probably saying with that annoyingly-confident smile of his.
“I’d never go to Hogsmeade with you!” Lily would reply in anger. “You’re a pompous, arrogant, git, Potter, that’s what you are.”
James’ unrequited love was legendary around the school, especially after nearly six full years, and Remus didn’t doubt Lily knew all about it. He had been steadily wearing her down over the last year, and Remus knew it would just be a matter of time before she finally agreed to go out with him.
Unfortunately not all school-boy crushes would lead to a happy ending; Remus bit his lip to suppress a sigh at the thought.
Sirius snorted in agreement and shifted imperceptibly closer, though Remus noticed anyway because Sirius’ hip was now putting just the slightest of pressure against the bulge in the smaller boy’s pajama pants. He casually tried to slide the tips of his fingers into his mouth to bite down, unable to fully cover the whimper that escaped, though Sirius’ gaze never shifted from the scene below.
Remus let himself study the boy next to him for a few long moments, gazing unabashedly at the flawless skin on his face and the way his hair fell into perfect waves, even after just waking up. His ears were shaped in a beautiful curve, and Remus contemplated what it would be like to draw the perfect earlobe between his teeth and tease it until Sirius begged for more. He wondered how the newly-developed stubble would feel against his skin, rubbing against the soft flesh of his stomach as Sirius placed a trail of hot kisses down his stomach, in search of the ultimate prize.
He squeaked when an image of Sirius’ thin, pink lips stretched over his cock entered his mind and he drew away hastily, nearly running for the bathroom. This was definitely not good.
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Author: kingzgurl
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Rating: R-ish
Word Count: 750
Timeline: Marauders-Era, 6th Year
Prompt: dogdaysofsummer 26 August 2009
Summary: As he watches fiendfyre destroy the last of his friends, Remus realizes he is truly alone.
***
Remus woke slowly from a pleasant dream and cuddled close to the warm body next to him. It was comforting and enjoyable, until his morning wood rubbed against the body and he jerked away in response, terrified he’d scare the boy away.
“S’okay, Moony,” Sirius mumbled, reaching for his friend to catch him before he fell of the narrow bed.
“Mmphf,” Remus muttered in response, hiding his mortified and blushing face in his arms, once Sirius had hauled him back onto the mattress.
Sirius’ deep rumble of laughter made Remus groan in frustration and he tried not to thrust against the mattress or turn so he could desperately hump Sirius’ leg. It was not normal for blokes to have intensely sexual dreams about their best mates, even if said friend was looking particularly rumpled and fuck-able in the morning, Remus told himself until it was repeated like a mantra in his head. I will not jump Sirius, I will not jump Sirius.
Sirius continued to laugh, oblivious to Remus’ internal struggle, and slid his fingers into the soft brown hair, ruffling it into an even bigger mess and rubbing Remus’ neck gently.
“What’re you doing?” Remus’ voice was high-pitched and strained as he fought desperately to stay perfectly still under Sirius’ ministrations.
“Come look at this,” Sirius replied without answering the question, tugging on Remus’ hair until the sandy-haired boy finally lifted his head from his arms.
Sirius was lying on his stomach, drawn up the bed as far as he possibly could to look out the window. As a rare treat, the curtains over the window had been left open to take advantage of the new moon, and Sirius was now staring intently at the grounds below Gryffindor Tower.
Remus shifted uncomfortably up the bed to lay next to his friend, shoulders touching, to get a clear view out the window. He still wasn’t able to see what had captured Sirius’ attention, so he shifted closer, until one leg was thrown dangerously over Sirius’ and his erection was shoved into the mattress mere centimeters from the other boy’s hip.
“What…” he started to ask, but then cut himself off when he finally saw what had Sirius’ attention.
Many stories below them, James was on his broom, circling above Lily’s head with her scarf trailing from his hand. Her attempts to grab the scarf were futile, as he rose just a couple more inches until it was entirely out of reach.
“He’s never going to get her that way,” Remus commented, watching the scene play out. He could just imagine James’ taunting voice.
“I’ll give it back if you agree to go to Hogsmeade with me tomorrow,” he was probably saying with that annoyingly-confident smile of his.
“I’d never go to Hogsmeade with you!” Lily would reply in anger. “You’re a pompous, arrogant, git, Potter, that’s what you are.”
James’ unrequited love was legendary around the school, especially after nearly six full years, and Remus didn’t doubt Lily knew all about it. He had been steadily wearing her down over the last year, and Remus knew it would just be a matter of time before she finally agreed to go out with him.
Unfortunately not all school-boy crushes would lead to a happy ending; Remus bit his lip to suppress a sigh at the thought.
Sirius snorted in agreement and shifted imperceptibly closer, though Remus noticed anyway because Sirius’ hip was now putting just the slightest of pressure against the bulge in the smaller boy’s pajama pants. He casually tried to slide the tips of his fingers into his mouth to bite down, unable to fully cover the whimper that escaped, though Sirius’ gaze never shifted from the scene below.
Remus let himself study the boy next to him for a few long moments, gazing unabashedly at the flawless skin on his face and the way his hair fell into perfect waves, even after just waking up. His ears were shaped in a beautiful curve, and Remus contemplated what it would be like to draw the perfect earlobe between his teeth and tease it until Sirius begged for more. He wondered how the newly-developed stubble would feel against his skin, rubbing against the soft flesh of his stomach as Sirius placed a trail of hot kisses down his stomach, in search of the ultimate prize.
He squeaked when an image of Sirius’ thin, pink lips stretched over his cock entered his mind and he drew away hastily, nearly running for the bathroom. This was definitely not good.
***
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