|Jax (countess_hp) wrote in bbtp_challenge,|
@ 2009-09-01 19:38:00
|Entry tags:||2009 fic, 2009 harry potter|
Harry Potter (James/Remus) Going Camping
Title: Going Camping
Rating: Mature (NC-17)
Pairing(s): James/Remus, hints of Sirius/James
Summary: The Marauders go on a camping trip. James and Remus have decided that they have waited long enough to be together.
Disclaimer: This is a work of fanfiction set in the Harry Potter universe – all recognizable characters and settings are the property of J. K. Rowling and her associates. No copyright infringement is intended. No profit is made from this work. Please observe your local laws with regards to the age-limit and content of this work
Warning(s): Public sex, water sex, under 18 (17)
Word Count: 1407
“Come on, Wormtail. Sirius is going to be sleeping under the stars tonight,” James said as he rolled out his sleeping bag.
“I don’t care; it looks like rain.” Peter stuck his head out of the tent. “I am not going to catch cold. We only have a week left until Hogwarts and I don’t want to be inside during that time.” He pulled his head back in.
“Fine, suit yourself.” Sirius unrolled out his bed roll, also. “What about you, Moony?” he asked, looking over at Remus.
“Yeah, I guess I will, too, unless it starts to rain,” Remus said.
“So what should we do first?” Sirius asked. “Hike, go for a swim?”
“I vote for swim,” James said.
“But we don’t have any trunks,” Peter said, sticking his head out of the tent again.
“That is what skin is for, mate,” James said, laughing.
The water was cool against their bodies and made a good contrast against the warm day. Peter was off splashing in the shallow end; he didn’t know how to swim very well. Sirius was floating a bit away, and Remus bobbed in the water, enjoying the swim.
Remus was about to move to another spot, when he felt a pair of hands grab him from under the water. The person broke through the water, with a sly grin on his face.
“James,” Remus breathed. The water was starting to feel warmer.
“Come over here.” James pulled Remus to a shallow area with low hanging tree limbs. He pulled Remus against him, kissing him hard. Remus moaned into the kiss and wound his arms around James’ neck. James pulled back from the kiss, but only a little. “It seems you got all flustered from just one little kiss.” James chuckled.
“I can’t help it, James. It’s been so long.” Remus leaned back in, but James moved his mouth.
“Only two months, Moony. You’re so needy.” He reached down to stroke Remus’ growing erection. Remus shuddered. “Moony, will you go underwater and suck me?” James asked. Remus looked down at the water.
“What if I run out of air?”
“Then come back up. I don’t plan on coming in your mouth.” James grinned and Remus shivered. He took a breath and went under. On the first attempt, he got too much water in his mouth, but he figured it out on the second try. James’ thick erection bobbed in and out of his mouth as he sucked. It was an odd sensation to do this in the water, but enjoyable nonetheless. When Remus came up for a breath, James pulled him in for a kiss. “I can’t wait,” James said to him as thunder crackled above them. Remus could hear Peter splashing as he got out of the lake.
“James! Remus!” Sirius called.
“Yeah, we’re coming!” James shouted back. “I guess we will have to take a rain check.” Remus nodded. Getting out, they went for their clothes. When they got back to the camp Peter and Sirius were bringing the bedrolls in.
“And I was looking forward to sleeping under the stars,” Sirius lamented.
“There is always tomorrow,” James said as he jumped in the tent.
“But now we can’t do anything,” Sirius said.
“Stop pouting, Padfoot. Peter, break out the cards. Place your bets, boys, ‘cause I am going to clean you out,” James said, grinning.
Remus didn't know what had woken him up. It could have been a snap of a twig in the woods or even an owl hooting. He was not afraid of the woods, unlike Peter, who was afraid of his own shadow. Remus looked over at his sleeping friends. Peter was curled up in a ball between him and Sirius. Sirius was spread out and it looked like he was not sleeping in any clothes.
Remus rolled his eyes. He had been sleeping with the bag half opened, and James was sleeping on his side, facing away from Remus.
Remus turned over to snuggle next to him when James turned over, his sleepy eyes open.
"Hey." He grinned at Remus.
"Hey," Remus whispered back.
"No, something woke me up." Remus shrugged.
"Not good." James chuckled softly. That sound made the little hairs on the back of Remus' neck stand up. James smiled. “Now that we are up, want to make the most of it?” Remus gulped, knowing just want James was talking about. But in here? With his friends?
“But Peter and Sir…”
“If you are quiet they will never know a thing.” James unzipped his sleeping bag and threw it off him. He pushed his pants down and pulled out his cock. “Besides, I don’t think they would mind the free show.” James smirked. Remus’ mouth had gone dry. Maybe it would not be that bad, maybe they wouldn’t be caught. Remus slithered out of his bag and went to James. James was already wet so Remus couldn’t resist a taste. Leaning down, he flicked his tongue over the sensitive head.
“Fuck!”James moaned. James put his hand over his mouth. Remus chuckled.
“And you said, I would have to keep it quiet,” Remus whispered.
“Shut up.” James pulled him up from his position. “There’s oil in my bag over there. Get it.” Remus rolled his eyes and crawled over to the bag. Inside one of the little pockets was a small bottle of oil. He went back over to James and handed to him. “Now lean over me.” Remus did as he was told and soon he felt a slick finger sliding into him.
“I don’t think I can take wait much longer,” Remus whimpered.
“You have to. I am not going to hurt you.” James soon added a second finger, then a third. By then Remus was begging for it. James took pity on him and guided him to his cock. Slowly, Remus slid down on James. It seemed like an eternity before James was fully inside him.
“God.” Remus bit his lip, trying not to cry out.
Remus nodded and pulled up, then pushed back down. James put his hands on Remus’ hips to guide him. He smiled up at Remus as they moved. He reached a hand up and pulled Remus’ head down to kiss him.
Remus moaned into the kiss. It had been so long since they had been together in an intimate way. He broke the kiss with a gasp and moan.
Grinning, James rolled them over so that he was on top this time. Using his weight, he started thrusting hard. Remus had to bite his hand to keep from moaning and screaming, but he still emitted not little noises. Thank god Peter’s snoring was loud enough to drown out Remus whimpers and James’ hard breathing.
“I’m going to come soon,” James panted out between thrusts.
“Yes,” Remus said, a little too high. They both stopped and fell silent, not an easy task. Sirius groaned, but didn’t wake up, and Peter turned over. Remus blew out a low breath. James pressed his finger to his lips. Picking up the pace, he rocked in and out of Remus.
Remus was so close. He twisted his head and grabbed James’ sleeping bag. James bit his lip so hard as to not shout out. Remus bit the sleeping bag and stifled a moan.
As they came down from their climax, James cast a cleaning charm so they would not be sticky in the morning. They shifted to get back into their bags, when Remus looked to see Sirius looking straight at them. James gulped, and Remus froze.
“You guys don’t have to hide anymore.” Sirius yawned and turned over. “I have known for quite some time.”
“But how?” Remus asked.
“’Cause your best friend doesn’t say it is over unless there is someone else.” Remus looked at James.
“We were together, sort of. It was more like friends with benefits,” James explained.
“Ah, I see.” Remus nodded.
“Don’t worry, I don’t want him back.” Sirius yawned again. “But just make sure you’re quiet next time. I was having a wonderful dream.” James nodded and got into this sleeping bag.
“Hey, Moony, why don’t you sleep in my bag?” He had a mischievous smile on his face. Remus chuckled and slipped into the bag with James.
“But not another round tonight. I am tired.” Remus snuggled against James.
“Sure, love.” But somehow Remus didn’t believe him.