Summersmut Mod (summersmutmod) wrote in hp_summersmut, @ 2008-08-25 16:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2008, remus lupin, remus/sirius, sirius black |
[FIC] Friends With Benefits: Remus/Sirius :: gift for marseverlasting
Title : Friends With Benefits
Author:
Recipient : marseverlasting
Pairing : Remus/Sirius
Rating : NC-17
Word Count: 4, 467
Warning(s): None, really.
Disclaimer: All Harry Potter characters herein are the property of J.K. Rowling and Bloomsbury/Scholastic. No copyright infringement is intended.
Summary : The fine art of negotiating of a non - relationship.
Author’s Notes : I had a really, really hard time settling on even a couple of things to work with for this fic because you included so much in your sign - up. This might be a little too PWP for your tastes, but I don’t think I would say this is a true PWP and it ends on a positive note. I hope you don’t hate it, at least. Included from your list in at least passing mentions - jealousy, foreshadowing about tragic events, being semi - clothed, possessiveness, showering, alcohol, insecurity/vulnerability, reference to popular at the time music, dancing, ignorance of other people’s feelings (sort of), biting, sex with meaning. Thanks to my RL friends Kathy, Anne, and Sherry for the beta read throughs and help.
The Outskirts of London, England - June 1979
The note arrived at the flat while Remus was pouring himself the last bit of Sirius’ fire whiskey into a battered old tumbler. He untied the note from the owl’s leg knowing that there was nothing he could do but say yes to the request which would be inside. He opened it and found it was exactly as he’d expected; the note was from Albus Dumbledore. The Order had managed to achieve contact with a pack of non-aligned werewolves located just outside of Sheffield. Remus was a natural choice for this assignment and had volunteered to go there. Voldemort was on the move and recruiting heavily. If Remus could convince this pack to join with Dumbledore and the Order in standing against him, it would be a great coup.
He took a sip of the fire whiskey and let the warmth of the alcohol spreading through his veins fortify him. Taking a break from the current situation was the right thing to do, and the Order needed him. He was becoming increasingly uncomfortable living at Sirius’ house knowing he wasn’t really able to contribute anything, and the feelings he was developing for his friend since moving in a few months ago weren‘t helping. Well, Sirius wasn’t only a friend - they’d been involved in a non - formal on and off relationship ever since their last year of Hogwarts. Although they had agreed at various times that they shouldn’t have sex anymore and should be strictly friends, their attraction to each other had always won out and the notions of staying away had been half-hearted. Other than that, the no -strings- attached arrangement had suited them both well. Neither of them wanted an exclusive relationship, and Remus had kept himself from getting too emotionally involved as far as the sex was concerned. He knew it was better not to want or expect too much from Sirius. Still, lately, he’d found himself wanting something more than just a casual shag whenever the mood struck, and being around Sirius all of the time when he didn’t return those deeper feelings was getting to be too much.
He took another sip of the fire whiskey and frowned slightly as he thought of Sirius, who was out tonight at his usual hangout. It was a Wizarding club not too far from the flat; a good place to go for a decent pint and a decent shag, Sirius said. Remus shook his head. He was sure it was, if you happened to have money to spend on pints and if you happened to look like Sirius Black. He now wondered if Sirius taking a flat so conveniently close was actually a coincidence or if he’d known about the club beforehand. He tried to not feel a twinge of jealousy at the thought of someone else with their hands all over Sirius. It wasn’t as if there was really any reason to be jealous, anyway. It wasn’t as if he and Sirius had promised each other anything.
Sirius had invited him tonight, but he’d begged off, saying that he didn’t feel like going out. He had to go there now though, because he needed to let Sirius know he’d be leaving tomorrow and there was no guarantee Sirius would be back before then.
Remus drank the last of the fire whiskey and decided to have a quick shower before he left. It wouldn’t take long and might improve his mood. Under the spray of the cool water, he did start to feel better and the sour thoughts of a few minutes ago were pushed to the back of his mind. He changed into a clean t-shirt and jeans, cast a quick - dry spell on his hair, and left a couple of minutes later hoping that Sirius was still there.
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The club was stuffy from all of the bodies out on the floor dancing to a thumping, seductive beat from a band that sounded somewhat like a Wizarding version of that muggle band The Clash that Sirius liked so much.
Sirius was so tall compared to almost everyone else that it took Remus only two seconds to spot him out there. He was also highly noticeable because of his attire - a muggle style motorcycle jacket and boots made of black dragon hide, tight fitting blue jeans, and no shirt. He had an arm around the waist of a pretty blonde girl, whispering something in her ear that made her giggle, grinding his hips dangerously close against her arse as they moved with the beat. Remus tried and failed yet again to keep thoughts of Sirius and sex from his mind. The song ended and the girl went off to dance with someone else, leaving Sirius alone. Remus started towards him, and felt his stomach flip when Sirius smiled a little as their eyes met across the room.
Sirius motioned towards a hallway at the back of the room where it would be quiet enough to talk. “Got bored, did you?“ he asked when Remus joined him there.
“Actually, I got an owl from Dumbledore - a new mission for the Order. I’m leaving tomorrow, and I wanted to let you know now in case you, uh, ended up not coming back to the flat tonight.”
“ Oh,“ Sirius said slowly with some surprise. “Yeah, I would have been worried out of my mind if you were just gone with only a note to explain why. Especially after what happened with Benjy Fenwick.
Poor sod. May he rest in peace. We didn’t even start looking for him until it was far too late because of that fake note they left.” Sirius shuddered almost imperceptibly. Remus knew he was taking the loss of Benjy fairly hard, but he wasn’t really talking about it so far. “ Is it other werewolves, then?”
“Yes, because I managed to do so well last time, but you know I can’t say anything more than that.”
“ How long until you‘re back, then? Any rough idea how long this might take?”
Remus drew a deep breath. He wasn’t sure how to even begin this conversation. “ Not a clue right now. It could be a few weeks ; it might even be months. There’s no telling, I’m afraid. And - er, about that. I don’t think I’ll coming back to the flat. I’ve imposed on you long enough -”
Sirius cut him off with a slight sigh. “I’ve told you before you’re not imposing living with me. Besides, where else could you go? James and Lily would be happy to have you stay with them, but you’re adamant about not doing that.”
“ Oh, yes, I’m sure the honeymooning couple would so appreciate a werewolf about in their house.” Remus shook his head. ”I don’t want to bother them. Dumbledore is going to pay a few months rent for a room at the Leaky Cauldron. He says he’s very close to getting the votes he needs in the Wizengamot to overturn the laws against hiring werewolves so that those who want to work can. Then I could get a job when I get back, if anyone would have me.”
“I thought being in the Order was our job, “ Sirius stated.
“Yes, it’s first priority, but I’d really like a normal job, too. You’ve always had money, Sirius. You couldn’t possibly understand what it’s like to spend your whole life as a charity case.”
“Those stupid laws aren’t your fault! It‘s not as if you‘re one of the dangerous ones - ” Sirius appeared about to go into a full - fledged rant, but Remus stopped him with a look. They’d been through this before and he didn’t feel like going into it again.
“Let’s talk about something else, please?” he asked
“Well, here’s something you might find amusing. then, ” Sirius told him. He reached into the pocket of his jacket, and pulled out a strip of dragon hide studded with little bits of metal.
Oh, god. He hadn’t, Remus thought as he realized what Sirius was holding. Sirius with a collar. His pulse pounded, the primal wolf part of him stirring and sending his mind dirty thoughts of possession, of claiming, of knowing for absolute certain Sirius was his. He sucked in a deep breath and dug his nails into his palm to calm those thoughts.
Sirius grinned as he fastened the dog collar around his neck. “ I think it’s high time Wizards appropriated some muggle fashion trends. Think it’ll catch on with our lot?”
“That was a trend with the muggle punk rockers a few years ago,” Remus pointed out after taking a couple of seconds to completely calm himself down.
“Better late than never, I say. Bought it right before I came here. It’s kind of going for the obvious, considering, but I think it works. Like it?” Sirius was giving Remus a come - hither look he knew well and didn’t particularly like right now. Remus might have thought he was deliberately toying with him but Sirius didn’t seem to have a clue just how much all of this truly affected him.
“Kinky,” Remus finally said with amusement, and desperately tried to ignore the still rapid pounding of his heart.
Sirius just kept looking at him like that, a little half-smile playing across his features. “Come on, Moony. At least have a little fun since you’re here,” he said and started back to the dance floor.
Remus couldn’t see a reason not to, so he followed him. The band started playing what was probably their only slow song right as they got there. “Dance with me?” Sirius asked. Remus knew this probably wasn’t a good idea because where it might lead was exactly what he was trying to avoid , but the tone in the question was so vulnerable it made Remus put aside any reservations he had. He nodded and moved closer to Sirius and put his hands around his waist. They barely touched as they danced close together but Remus could feel the electricity building between them as they looked at each other. Sirius had that little half-smile on his face again, and he stroked a thumb across the side of Remus’ hand.
Remus knew how entirely weak he was, but for right this moment, it didn’t matter at all. He leaned into the crook of Sirius’ neck and closed his eyes, breathing in the slight warm and musky scent of his cologne.
“I’m really going to miss you, you know,” Sirius said .
“Is that so?” Remus opened his eyes and looked up. The music had ended, and the lead singer of the band was saying their goodbyes to the crowd.
“Yes. Who’s going to clean the house now?” he grinned.
Remus gave a little laugh. “You’ll just have to, and do a really poor job of it, no doubt.“ Sirius was highly talented with his magic otherwise, but his household spells tended to be only passable.
“ Oh, ye of little faith…”
“ Knowing you , you’ll probably just hire someone to keep up the house and spare yourself the trouble,” Remus predicted with a snort. He looked at Sirius questioningly when an annoying, too- disco for either of them song started blaring over the club’s system. He was pretty certain Sirius didn’t want to be dancing to it, and he was definitely certain he didn’t. In silent agreement, they left the floor and after a little bit of searching found an empty booth to sit in.
Once they were there, Sirius glanced over at the bar and noticing the line of customers there, said “I’m going to get something to drink before it gets too busy. Would you like anything?”
“Sure. Babbage’s, I think,” Remus replied. Babbage’s was a Wizarding soft drink very similar to root beer. He got out his wallet from his back pocket and took out most of the Wizarding knuts that he had left in order to pay. Ministry dole money, but it wasn’t enough for anyone to actually live off of.
As he handed him the coins Sirius gave a him a look like he was going to say something , but didn’t. “I’ll be right back.” It didn’t take that long for him to return with the drinks considering how busy the bar had seemed. “You know I wasn’t really joking before. I’m going to miss you.,” he said, taking a sip from his own mug of Babbage’s.
“Yeah, I’ll miss you , too,” Remus smiled. “But it’s not like we haven’t done this before. I’ll let you know once I get there and then I’ll be able to send an owl occasionally. It’s not like we haven’t done this before. We won’t be completely out of touch What?” he asked, noticing Sirius’ somber expression.
“Promise me you’ll write us as much as you can. James, Lily, Peter, Dumbledore, if not me. I don’t like what’s been going on the last few months, It’s getting really dangerous out there. It just feels wrong, you know. These disappearances and deaths -”
“We’re in a war against one of the darkest wizards ever known. Of course it feels wrong.” replied Remus, taking a drink from his mug.
“I’ve been thinking about something you said a little while back. I know it was just a gallows humour
comment, but I can’t get it out of my head, “ Sirius said quietly, looking down at his mug. “ I think you could be right; there might very well be a traitor in the Order.”
“You’ve got to be joking. These are good people and our friends, and you’re actually thinking that one of them is selling us out? Fabian and Gideon? Frank and Alice?” However, even as he said it, a chill swept over Remus. Sirius was absolutely correct - something wasn’t right.
“You’re the one who suggested it, and now you want to dismiss the idea? It makes a sick sort of sense if you look at it logically. “
Remus rolled his eyes. “Moody’s got everyone extra paranoid. That was just an offhand observation. You know my warped sense of humour. I was just trying to lighten things up at the time.”
“ I think you might be on to something,” Sirius persisted. “First Caradoc Dearborn disappears without a trace, then Marlene McKinnon is attacked, and now Benjy is dead all in the space of two months.”
“I don’t mean to sound callous. You know I cared - and care, in Marlene’s case -about them as much you , but things happen during a war. Voldemort’s out to do whatever he can. They probably just are -”
“Coincidences? So Caradoc just decided to completely disappear on his fiancée, Marlene was just in the wrong place at the wrong time during a mission, and Benjy just stumbled across Death Eaters by total accident while on holiday? I don’t think so. How many of’ us even knew what Marlene was doing or where Benjy would be staying? Less than a handful, including Dumbledore? And all this in such a relatively short amount of time? One’s an accident, two’s a coincidence, three’s a pattern. And how do you explain that they always seem to be one step ahead of us these past few weeks. It’s if they know what we’re doing. “ Sirius said, taking another swig of his drink. “It’s too much like they’re trying to pick us off one by one. It’s what I would do if I were Voldemort. Did Dumbledore tell you that there wasn’t even a body with Benjy? All we found were pieces. Pieces. What the fuck kind of spell does that?” he asked, his voice dripping with grief for his friend. Remus felt tears sting his eyes. How many times had the three of them had drinks here? How many times had Benjy managed to distract Sirius from his periodic dark moods about the state of the war by talking about everything but that after meetings?
Remus pushed his mug aside and took Sirius’ hands in his, looking into his eyes. Sirius looked on the verge of tears himself. “I’m so sorry.“
“ I swear I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you,. You’re my best friend besides James, and you’re so fucking sweet. “
“ I don’t know what I’d do if anything happened to you either, But you worry too much, We’re going to be smart and careful. Nothing’s going to happen to any of us. We’re all going to be fine, and we’re going win this war.“ Remus said, moving his hands to the side of Sirius’ face , then kissing him lightly, then a little more passionately.
“We’d better take this elsewhere unless you want to stop.”
“Let’s go back home,” was all Remus could say.
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They apparated back to the house, barely being the in the living room for a minute before Sirius kissed Remus and had him backed up between the wall and the door that led into the kitchen.
“So sweet,“ Sirius murmured huskily, pressing himself against Remus and nuzzling at a spot below his ear while his hands slid under Remus’ t-shirt. He kissed Remus softly and slowly in a way that made Remus ache with need . Remus couldn’t help but moan into his mouth and kissed him back as best he could, managing to get Sirius’ jacket off and blindly throwing it in the direction of the chair closest to them. He ran his hands over any part of Sirius that he could get at, feeling delighted and a little dumbstruck at how Sirius always seemed to melt into his touch.
Remus stopped and pulled off his t-shirt, tossing it next to Sirius’ jacket. Sirius nuzzled him again, this time on the other side of his neck, his hands all over Remus’ chest. He ran fingers through the very light patch of hair there and lightly teased and dragged his nails across Remus’ nipples. Sirius flattened himself against Remus, pushing him farther back against the door with a tiny thud, their groins and cocks rubbing together. Remus could feel Sirius’ own erection becoming harder as he reached down and cupped Remus, running a thumb up and down his hardened length.
The rush of blood pounding in Remus’ ears was deafening and all he could think about was more. “Please, “ he panted, so lost in desire he didn’t know if he actually spoke aloud or if he only thought it. He arched his back and put a hand at the back of Sirius’ head to pull him closer as he ran his tongue along Remus’ collarbone. The wolf was practically howling now to fuck and get fucked, and he didn’t know how much longer he could keep control if Sirius didn‘t do something. “Please.”
In one fluid motion, Sirius knelt down and unbuttoned the top of Remus’ jeans. He teasingly stroked him through the denim again before unzipping the fly. Remus’ jeans and pants were quickly lowered, and he quivered when Sirius planted a kiss on his stomach while starting to stroke his cock in earnest. Then, after about a minute of that, Sirius swiped his tongue along the head and started to fondle his balls. Remus let out a soft whimper of total pleasure when Sirius actually took him in his mouth, expertly licking and sucking him off. He moved his hips with the motions, a hand reaching out
and involuntarily finding and then curling around Sirius’ collar. “ Sirius -” he whimpered louder now, the other hand which was at the back of Sirius’ head flexing and burying itself in Sirius’ long dark hair .
Just when the building tension in his body was becoming nearly unbearable, Sirius suddenly stopped with a muttered “fuck,” then kissed Remus’ stomach again, then his chest . The groan of protest in Remus’ throat died as he saw the look of utter want on Sirius’ face. “Need you - now,” Sirius said, bringing himself back up to his full height and unbuckling his belt. He dropped the belt on the floor, unzipped and pulled down his jeans past his hips, then turned backwards and leaned into Remus. Remus bit back a groan at the delicious feel of Sirius’ arse rubbing against his cock and managed get a couple of kisses at the side of Sirius’ mouth as he leaned back. He ghosted his hands all along Sirius’ torso, lightly touching a path from his shoulders downward to his nipples and through the trail of short dark hair just under his stomach, then lower. Sirius inhaled sharply, his chest heaving heavily, as Remus finally fisted his rock-hard cock.
God. Remus didn’t think it would ever be possible to get tired of this.
Sirius closed his eyes and threw his head back, his hair soft against Remus’ jaw as he moved a hand to grope at Remus’ back and arse.
Remus pressed lightly against Sirius knowing that they’d both come too soon if he did anything else. He stroked Sirius’ cock slowly in order to give themselves a little time to get themselves under control.
Once both of their breathing had evened out a little bit, Remus started stroking a little faster, and moved his hips shallowly against Sirius’ arse until they were both panting again and sweating slightly from their exertions.
“Dammit, Remus!” Sirius ground out, his voice raspy with need and frustration. “Fuck me if you’re going to fuck me.”
Now utterly inflamed, the wolf in Remus wanted nothing more than to bury himself in Sirius and just come and come until he collapsed, but as much as the wolf wanted it, the man stopped him from actually doing that. Instead he rocked violently against the cleft of Sirius’ arse, every bit of contact making him impossibly harder. Merlin, he couldn’t remember ever being this hard. He fisted Sirius’s cock with as much rhythm as he could manage while kissing and nipping at the side of Sirius’ neck. Sirius leaned back against him, moving with him more and more each stroke, and Remus didn’t know how much longer either of them were going to last.
“Jesus! Oh, god , Moony…” Sirius panted after only few more seconds, and his entire body tensed and shuddered as his release spurted against the door and just a little over Remus’ hand.
This sent Remus even closer to his own orgasm, and he rocked harder against Sirius. He scraped his teeth across, then bit lightly along, the side of Sirius’ neck with a growl that he couldn’t help as he reached the edge. Still riding out his own orgasm and sagging slightly against the door, Sirius sucked in a little pained gasp and stood stock still as Remus bit down on his neck and came hard for what seemed to take forever, spilling his release all over Sirius’ arse and down the back of his legs. Finally, Remus gently pulled away from Sirius, brushing his lips and tongue over the teeth marks of the bite . His blood still pounding from his climax, Remus kept kissing lower and when he got right below the small of Sirius’ back, licked off the small trail of mingled come and sweat that was there. Letting the wolf savor the taste of the two of them together, Remus quickly used a few wordless spells to clean up, then pulled his pants and jeans back up.
Sirius had already done the same thing, and flopped down on the chair where his jacket was. “ Wow, “ he breathed in disbelief. “That was -”
“Intense?” Remus supplied with a sideways look at Sirius before pulling on his t-shirt.
“Well, more like fucking brilliant, but yes, intense, also.”
“We really shouldn’t keep doing this, though,. I mean, don’t get me wrong - it’s nice, as you said, brilliant - but we should really at least try to stick to our promises It like this endless cycle since school. We keep saying this isn‘t going to happen again, and it does. It always does. ”
“Yeah, I know,” Sirius said thoughtfully. He ran a hand through his hair to straighten it out. “I understand. So… you‘re saying you want out of whatever this is and we’ll actually be just friends.”
“ Well, I don’t know. That’s precisely it. What exactly is this with us? We’ve never really discussed it, and to be honest, I’ve been feeling kind of confused lately. Does it actually mean anything to you., or is it just the same as being with someone from that club?”
Sirius looked positively stung by this, and when he spoke, it was as gently as Remus had ever him. “Of course it means something. I really can’t believe you even have to ask me that! Did you really think it didn’t ? Remus, when we’re together - “ he trailed off, apparently at a loss for words. “ The others, that’s just a good time. With you ..it’s different.“
“ I guess what I’m saying is I want more if we’re going to continue like this. I don’t need or expect to be the only one, but I’m yours and I want you to be mine.”
“Like an open relationship?”
“ Yes, I suppose so. Look, I’m not going to put any pressure on you. You don’t have to have an answer right now. Nothing’s could actually happen until I’m back, anyway. Just think about it.”
Sirius said nothing, appearing to consider what Remus had said.
“I’d better go pack, then,” Remus said and opened the door to leave. “Dumbledore will want to see me as soon as possible.”
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Sheffield, England - June 19th , 1979
The note arrived at his new flat as Remus was putting away a few groceries. All correspondence between order members was now coded and spelled to disguise handwriting but he knew there were only two possibilities as to who had sent it - Sirius or James. He opened the thicker than the usual envelope - there was something else in there besides a note - and felt his heart lurch with panic for a milli-second when he saw it was Sirius’ collar. But no, Dumbledore had just fire him an hour ago, and he’d just been over at Sirius’. Everything was fine. and took out the note. Once he cast the counter- spell, he recognized Sirius’ elegant script immediately.
Romulus,
Relieved to know you made it there safe and sound. Please be careful and come back as soon as possible.
Yours,
Padfoot
Remus felt his heart lurch again, this time in a good way this time as he saw the “yours” was underlined.
FIN