Thank You Fic for velvetmouse
Title: Conflicting Agendas
Author: Kris, sambethe
Written for: velvetmouse
Rating: R
Prompt: The Marauders in school, McGonagall's animagus form and a pitcher of milk.
Summary: Perhaps if you stopped wearing those jeans and started wearing robes like a normal wizard, I wouldn't be so easily distracted.
Any other notes, warnings, etc.: Thank you for stepping up and pinch hitting this year! Sorry I wasn't able to work in the milk.
'You were supposed to be keeping watch! James is going to murder you in your sleep.'
Sirius grabbed Remus' elbow and tugged until both of them were well hidden behind Sebastian the Smarmy. 'What do you think I was doing?'
'I don't think working out a way to goad me into sucking your cock qualifies as 'keeping watch'.
Those words coming from Remus' mouth forced Sirius to take a steadying breath as he let the fantasy play out again in his head. He twitched as he tried to keep himself from pressing further up against him.
'S'not my fault I'm a man with needs. Perhaps if you stopped wearing those jeans and started wearing robes like a normal wizard, I wouldn't be so easily distracted. At least I heard the footsteps before McGonagall found you in a compromising position.'
Remus snorted and peered around the statue. 'Shit. She's gone cat. We'd better find a way out of here. Remind me again why we gave Pete the map?' He then grabbed Sirius and they dashed down the corridor away from the pacing cat. They didn't stop until they reached the top of the staircase leading to the North Tower.
Tip-toeing up the staircase, Sirius fiddled in his pocket and pulled out his mirror. 'Psst, James. We had to abort our part. McGonagall went cat and wouldn't leave the 3rd floor corridor.'
James appeared in the mirror, shaking some sort of powder from his hair. 'What? Already?' He looked down a moment. 'Well, never mind, you've got 20 minutes until we're supposed to meet Pete in the Tower. I've got to go.' And before Sirius could respond, the mirror went dark.
Sirius grinned and slipped the mirror back in his pocket. Then turning to Remus, he pushed him up against the wall and ran his tongue along his throat.
'Think that gives you enough time?' he whispered.
Remus leant in and bit his ear. 'To get you off?' He ran a hand along Sirius erection. 'Given that you've been begging for it since sometime during dinner, I'd say it shouldn't take more than two minutes.'
Sirius would have bit out a retort, but Remus had taken that moment to work his hand under Sirius' robes and around his cock, causing all capacity for words to escape him.
Author: Kris, sambethe
Written for: velvetmouse
Rating: R
Prompt: The Marauders in school, McGonagall's animagus form and a pitcher of milk.
Summary: Perhaps if you stopped wearing those jeans and started wearing robes like a normal wizard, I wouldn't be so easily distracted.
Any other notes, warnings, etc.: Thank you for stepping up and pinch hitting this year! Sorry I wasn't able to work in the milk.
'You were supposed to be keeping watch! James is going to murder you in your sleep.'
Sirius grabbed Remus' elbow and tugged until both of them were well hidden behind Sebastian the Smarmy. 'What do you think I was doing?'
'I don't think working out a way to goad me into sucking your cock qualifies as 'keeping watch'.
Those words coming from Remus' mouth forced Sirius to take a steadying breath as he let the fantasy play out again in his head. He twitched as he tried to keep himself from pressing further up against him.
'S'not my fault I'm a man with needs. Perhaps if you stopped wearing those jeans and started wearing robes like a normal wizard, I wouldn't be so easily distracted. At least I heard the footsteps before McGonagall found you in a compromising position.'
Remus snorted and peered around the statue. 'Shit. She's gone cat. We'd better find a way out of here. Remind me again why we gave Pete the map?' He then grabbed Sirius and they dashed down the corridor away from the pacing cat. They didn't stop until they reached the top of the staircase leading to the North Tower.
Tip-toeing up the staircase, Sirius fiddled in his pocket and pulled out his mirror. 'Psst, James. We had to abort our part. McGonagall went cat and wouldn't leave the 3rd floor corridor.'
James appeared in the mirror, shaking some sort of powder from his hair. 'What? Already?' He looked down a moment. 'Well, never mind, you've got 20 minutes until we're supposed to meet Pete in the Tower. I've got to go.' And before Sirius could respond, the mirror went dark.
Sirius grinned and slipped the mirror back in his pocket. Then turning to Remus, he pushed him up against the wall and ran his tongue along his throat.
'Think that gives you enough time?' he whispered.
Remus leant in and bit his ear. 'To get you off?' He ran a hand along Sirius erection. 'Given that you've been begging for it since sometime during dinner, I'd say it shouldn't take more than two minutes.'
Sirius would have bit out a retort, but Remus had taken that moment to work his hand under Sirius' robes and around his cock, causing all capacity for words to escape him.