fic, Cold Nights, Lupin/Black, NC-17
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koori_nekoTitle: Cold Nights
Chapters: One Shot
Author: me
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter, Lupin/Sirius
Disclaimer: Potter-verse belongs to Rowlings. Movies belong to Warner Brothers.
Warnings: Light bondage
A/N: Created for KinkBingo 2009, prompt being Bondage (wrist restraints). Not beta-ed Marauder-era.
Summary: I'm pants at summarizing PWPs. Just read it, kay?
Prongs was being a total prat again, and Remus had long since given up trying to study while all around him was a thick, neon green cloud of some strange substance, which had blossomed out of said boy's wand only to mate with a charm Wormtail had been practizing.
The strange fog was now happily humming "God rest ye, merry gentlemen" and cart-wheeling around the common room.
In order to escape any kind of responsibility for the thing, Remus closed the book, dropped it on the armchair and snuck up the stairs to the dormitory. Padfoot was serving detention again, and therefore the room was empty. After only a few moments that fact became boring reality, and the sandy haired boy rumaged through Potter's trunk in hunt for two objects - their finally finished Marauder's Map and Prong's Invisibility Cloak. Pocketing the map, Lupin swept the cloak around him and set out in hunt for the fourth Marauder.
"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." he whispered to the empty parchment, watching lines spider their way over the yellow roll.
Now he could clearly see Padfoot making his way across the floor just above him, and Remus moved as quickly as he could while still being silent and invisible. Reaching that particular corridor, he came up with the best plan he'd had in weeks and just as quickly walked past the wall he'd just reached three times. On the third a tiny door opened in the wall, just as Sirius Black himself came around the corner.
Surprised, the black haired boy stopped to stare at the door, and Remus snuck in behind him. Slowly he freed his arms from the cloak and grabbed hold of Sirius' wrists. Sirius shouted and tried to twist out of the grip.
"Quiet, Pads. It's just me." Remus had to exert some self control not to laugh at the struggling boy.
"Moony!! You bastard. Don't startle me like that." He tried to turn again, but Remus pushed him towards the door. "What do you think you're doing?"
"You'll see, and I think you'll like it."
"Well, I saw the benefits of a resurseful boyfriend long ago, but maybe a little enlightenment would be in order?"
"Nah, that would spoil the surprise."
Shrugging off the cloak just inside the small door, he let go of Sirius' arms and stuffed the map further into his pockets. Then he looked up, only to see the other boy slowly massage the inside of his wrists, lower lip between his teeth. Grinning, Remus stepped over and took Sirius chin in his hand. Their lips meeting, he groaned into Sirius' mouth as his other hand traveled over slightly sloping shoulders, down to the chest, where he clumsily started popping the buttons of Padfoot's shirt and robes.
Growling Sirius backed away, only to laugh as he turned and saw a bed, complete with four posters and white sheets. He quickly got rid of his clothes and crawled up onto the bed and flopped onto his back.
"Coming, or are you going to admire the view all night?"
"Oh, admiring the view isn't all bad, but I have other plans."
Remus grinned at Sirius' eyebrows travelling up that smooth forehead, and got rid of his clothes, leaving only his unbuttoned pants. Walking over to the bed, he whispered to himself "I need some soft leather wrist restraints attached to the headboard of the bed." He looked to see if he'd done it right, and felt a surge as a set of leather cuffs were dangling fron the bed posts just behind Padfoot's head.
Moving onto the bed he pushed the other boy into the matress, kissing him hard to distract him. Licking over a distinguished jaw bone, the beginnings of stubble rasping on his tongue, Remus made sure to suck lightly under Sirius' ear before whispering.
"I see you sometimes, you know, looking at me, in class. At dinner or lunch. In the library or in the common room." Remus tugged lightly on the ear, breath ghosting the shell, making the boy under him squirm a little and moan softly. "You look at me with such longing, running you hands over the insides of your own wrists..." A soft bite on the neck, moving on down to the shoulder, sucking on the spot where shoulder meets neck.
Rising to kneel over Sirius' hips, Remus rocked his hips, drawing another low moan from Padfoot's lips.
"Close your eyes, Pads."
"Moony, what..?"
"You'll like this. Close your eyes."
Recieving a suspicious glare, Remus smiled when Sirius did close his eyes and leaned back. Gently, the sandy haired boy caressed a strong arm, letting his fingers trail down to the wrist, before squeazing lightly. He could have shouted in triumph when Black's lips parted to let out a soft breath and the cock resting against dark curls twitched. Instead he quickly secured first that, then the other hand to the cuffs, before Sirius could start protesting.
Looking into that very-much loved face he met grey eyes so filled with lust they were almost black and Remus couldn't help a smug grin.
"Told you."
Sirius tested the cuffs, but Remus knew they'd hold. Without looking back, he slipped off the bed and walked to the low dresser next to it. He took up the small bottle standing next to a box of tissues, and turned back to admire his plan unfolding. On a second thought, he picked up the tissue box as well.
"M-moony...are you coming back soon?" Another surge travelled through the werewolf's battered body when he heard the hitch in the Animagus' voice.
Stripping off his pants, he hurried back to the bed and put the bottle and the box down next to Sirius hips. Stroking milky white things, he spread them and settled himself between, groin to groin, their cocks lined up. A short trust, rewarded with a jangle of the cuff chains. A small kiss, then Remus opened the lube and coated three fingers. Gently pushing one inside Sirius, he swallowed the gasp, still trying to kiss away the discomfort. When he finally met no resistance, he gave one more gentle thrust before adding a second finger. This time the muscles relaxed faster and he could add a third after only half dozen strokes.
Control teetering on the edge, he pulled away his hand and wiped it on some tissues. Then he saw what he'd forgotten.
Looking around him, he though I need a condom. and was once again happy to be in just that particular room when a small foile package materialized on the floor next to him.
Snatching it, he tore it open and rolled it on in record time, stormy grey eyes watching his every move. Remus gave a few slow strokes to his erection and was reward with another jangle of chain and a frustrated grunt.
"You will let me out of these eventually, will you not?"
"We'll see, Padfoot." Another hitch in the breathing from the darker boy, another thing for Remus to file away for later.
"Remus..." The word was barely more than a whisper, and turned into a loud groan when the chains pulled back with a flick of the werewolf's hand.
Remus slicked up quickly and in a few short thrusts he bottomed out, biting his tongue hard to not give in to the hot-tight of Sirius' body. He leaned forward to kiss slightly parted lips, giving some short thrusts. supporting his weight on his arms he looked down into Sirius' face again as he began to move faster.
Sirius was straining to reach him, but the cuffs prevented his movement, a reddish bruise forming around the edges of the leather.
"You love to be restrained, don't you?" every second, or so, word punctuated by a long thrust. "Love the feeling of leather on your wrists. You realize you can do nothing to shield me off now, don't you, Sirius?"
The body under Remus was meeting every thrust, head framed by shoulder long curls tossing, a high pitched whine breaking from those lips. Loosing what little control he had, Remus started to kiss the white column of neck presented, speed taking on a frantic pitch. Then Sirius clamped down on his cock and the darkness of the Animagus' hair turned into a kaleidoscope of colors.
Shaking out of it, Remus pulled out, Sirius whining in protest. Cock still hard enough to pound nails, standing proud against Sirius abs, the black haired boy tried to thrust his hips forward to get some relief.
"A-as I said, I could..just leave you there, Sirius, with only the restricting feeling of leather and chain around those wrists to keep you company. The slide of those cuffs over your skin bring you closer, but not really there." Black curls tossing again, eyes glazed with blank desire.
"P-pl-please, Remus. Please, let..help me...Please...I can't..." Broken words shooting up Remus' spine, he took pity on his boyfriend and circled the hard cock with his fingers.
It only took three strokes and Sirius' whole body seized up, a soundless scream marking his face, as semen coated his chest and abdomen. Remus fetched the tissue box, which had tried to flee under the bed, and gently whiped them both down, before curling up against the taught body of the Animagus.
"Will you let me out now, Moony?" The whisper was almost not audible.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you? You just have to think it, I believe."
Chapters: One Shot
Author: me
Rating: NC-17
Fandom/Pairing: Harry Potter, Lupin/Sirius
Disclaimer: Potter-verse belongs to Rowlings. Movies belong to Warner Brothers.
Warnings: Light bondage
A/N: Created for KinkBingo 2009, prompt being Bondage (wrist restraints). Not beta-ed Marauder-era.
Summary: I'm pants at summarizing PWPs. Just read it, kay?
Prongs was being a total prat again, and Remus had long since given up trying to study while all around him was a thick, neon green cloud of some strange substance, which had blossomed out of said boy's wand only to mate with a charm Wormtail had been practizing.
The strange fog was now happily humming "God rest ye, merry gentlemen" and cart-wheeling around the common room.
In order to escape any kind of responsibility for the thing, Remus closed the book, dropped it on the armchair and snuck up the stairs to the dormitory. Padfoot was serving detention again, and therefore the room was empty. After only a few moments that fact became boring reality, and the sandy haired boy rumaged through Potter's trunk in hunt for two objects - their finally finished Marauder's Map and Prong's Invisibility Cloak. Pocketing the map, Lupin swept the cloak around him and set out in hunt for the fourth Marauder.
"I solemnly swear that I'm up to no good." he whispered to the empty parchment, watching lines spider their way over the yellow roll.
Now he could clearly see Padfoot making his way across the floor just above him, and Remus moved as quickly as he could while still being silent and invisible. Reaching that particular corridor, he came up with the best plan he'd had in weeks and just as quickly walked past the wall he'd just reached three times. On the third a tiny door opened in the wall, just as Sirius Black himself came around the corner.
Surprised, the black haired boy stopped to stare at the door, and Remus snuck in behind him. Slowly he freed his arms from the cloak and grabbed hold of Sirius' wrists. Sirius shouted and tried to twist out of the grip.
"Quiet, Pads. It's just me." Remus had to exert some self control not to laugh at the struggling boy.
"Moony!! You bastard. Don't startle me like that." He tried to turn again, but Remus pushed him towards the door. "What do you think you're doing?"
"You'll see, and I think you'll like it."
"Well, I saw the benefits of a resurseful boyfriend long ago, but maybe a little enlightenment would be in order?"
"Nah, that would spoil the surprise."
Shrugging off the cloak just inside the small door, he let go of Sirius' arms and stuffed the map further into his pockets. Then he looked up, only to see the other boy slowly massage the inside of his wrists, lower lip between his teeth. Grinning, Remus stepped over and took Sirius chin in his hand. Their lips meeting, he groaned into Sirius' mouth as his other hand traveled over slightly sloping shoulders, down to the chest, where he clumsily started popping the buttons of Padfoot's shirt and robes.
Growling Sirius backed away, only to laugh as he turned and saw a bed, complete with four posters and white sheets. He quickly got rid of his clothes and crawled up onto the bed and flopped onto his back.
"Coming, or are you going to admire the view all night?"
"Oh, admiring the view isn't all bad, but I have other plans."
Remus grinned at Sirius' eyebrows travelling up that smooth forehead, and got rid of his clothes, leaving only his unbuttoned pants. Walking over to the bed, he whispered to himself "I need some soft leather wrist restraints attached to the headboard of the bed." He looked to see if he'd done it right, and felt a surge as a set of leather cuffs were dangling fron the bed posts just behind Padfoot's head.
Moving onto the bed he pushed the other boy into the matress, kissing him hard to distract him. Licking over a distinguished jaw bone, the beginnings of stubble rasping on his tongue, Remus made sure to suck lightly under Sirius' ear before whispering.
"I see you sometimes, you know, looking at me, in class. At dinner or lunch. In the library or in the common room." Remus tugged lightly on the ear, breath ghosting the shell, making the boy under him squirm a little and moan softly. "You look at me with such longing, running you hands over the insides of your own wrists..." A soft bite on the neck, moving on down to the shoulder, sucking on the spot where shoulder meets neck.
Rising to kneel over Sirius' hips, Remus rocked his hips, drawing another low moan from Padfoot's lips.
"Close your eyes, Pads."
"Moony, what..?"
"You'll like this. Close your eyes."
Recieving a suspicious glare, Remus smiled when Sirius did close his eyes and leaned back. Gently, the sandy haired boy caressed a strong arm, letting his fingers trail down to the wrist, before squeazing lightly. He could have shouted in triumph when Black's lips parted to let out a soft breath and the cock resting against dark curls twitched. Instead he quickly secured first that, then the other hand to the cuffs, before Sirius could start protesting.
Looking into that very-much loved face he met grey eyes so filled with lust they were almost black and Remus couldn't help a smug grin.
"Told you."
Sirius tested the cuffs, but Remus knew they'd hold. Without looking back, he slipped off the bed and walked to the low dresser next to it. He took up the small bottle standing next to a box of tissues, and turned back to admire his plan unfolding. On a second thought, he picked up the tissue box as well.
"M-moony...are you coming back soon?" Another surge travelled through the werewolf's battered body when he heard the hitch in the Animagus' voice.
Stripping off his pants, he hurried back to the bed and put the bottle and the box down next to Sirius hips. Stroking milky white things, he spread them and settled himself between, groin to groin, their cocks lined up. A short trust, rewarded with a jangle of the cuff chains. A small kiss, then Remus opened the lube and coated three fingers. Gently pushing one inside Sirius, he swallowed the gasp, still trying to kiss away the discomfort. When he finally met no resistance, he gave one more gentle thrust before adding a second finger. This time the muscles relaxed faster and he could add a third after only half dozen strokes.
Control teetering on the edge, he pulled away his hand and wiped it on some tissues. Then he saw what he'd forgotten.
Looking around him, he though I need a condom. and was once again happy to be in just that particular room when a small foile package materialized on the floor next to him.
Snatching it, he tore it open and rolled it on in record time, stormy grey eyes watching his every move. Remus gave a few slow strokes to his erection and was reward with another jangle of chain and a frustrated grunt.
"You will let me out of these eventually, will you not?"
"We'll see, Padfoot." Another hitch in the breathing from the darker boy, another thing for Remus to file away for later.
"Remus..." The word was barely more than a whisper, and turned into a loud groan when the chains pulled back with a flick of the werewolf's hand.
Remus slicked up quickly and in a few short thrusts he bottomed out, biting his tongue hard to not give in to the hot-tight of Sirius' body. He leaned forward to kiss slightly parted lips, giving some short thrusts. supporting his weight on his arms he looked down into Sirius' face again as he began to move faster.
Sirius was straining to reach him, but the cuffs prevented his movement, a reddish bruise forming around the edges of the leather.
"You love to be restrained, don't you?" every second, or so, word punctuated by a long thrust. "Love the feeling of leather on your wrists. You realize you can do nothing to shield me off now, don't you, Sirius?"
The body under Remus was meeting every thrust, head framed by shoulder long curls tossing, a high pitched whine breaking from those lips. Loosing what little control he had, Remus started to kiss the white column of neck presented, speed taking on a frantic pitch. Then Sirius clamped down on his cock and the darkness of the Animagus' hair turned into a kaleidoscope of colors.
Shaking out of it, Remus pulled out, Sirius whining in protest. Cock still hard enough to pound nails, standing proud against Sirius abs, the black haired boy tried to thrust his hips forward to get some relief.
"A-as I said, I could..just leave you there, Sirius, with only the restricting feeling of leather and chain around those wrists to keep you company. The slide of those cuffs over your skin bring you closer, but not really there." Black curls tossing again, eyes glazed with blank desire.
"P-pl-please, Remus. Please, let..help me...Please...I can't..." Broken words shooting up Remus' spine, he took pity on his boyfriend and circled the hard cock with his fingers.
It only took three strokes and Sirius' whole body seized up, a soundless scream marking his face, as semen coated his chest and abdomen. Remus fetched the tissue box, which had tried to flee under the bed, and gently whiped them both down, before curling up against the taught body of the Animagus.
"Will you let me out now, Moony?" The whisper was almost not audible.
"Oh, did I forget to tell you? You just have to think it, I believe."
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Date: 2009-08-22 09:37 pm (UTC)Thanks.