enigmalea (enigmalea) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-18 23:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: enigmalea, kink: delayed orgasm, kink: rough sex, remus/charlie |
LMOM #18: Of Dragons and Werewolves (Part 2) [Remus/Charlie, PG-13]
Title: Of Dragons and Werewolves
Rating: PG-13
Word Count: 534
Pairing: Remus/Charlie
Kinks: mentions of rough sex, delayed orgasm
Challenge: Lusty Month of May (#18)
Note: Part 2 of ???... This is taking longer to develop than I thought... and I just couldn't get into writing today. Sorry!
Part 1
Charlie returned to a clean flat, no dirty laundry, and a the smell of fragrant spices and home cooking lingering in the air. He inhaled and sighed softly. He was really not looking forward to when Remus went back to London. Coming home to this was marvelous. He shut the door quietly, before heading into the kitchen.
Remus had set the small kitchen table with two place settings, and placed two taper candles in the middle. They were lit and flickering, and Charlie's heart almost stopped. His flat looked... romantic, and the food on the plates looked delicious... and... Remus had done this for him. Anything he'd been feeling for the older werewolf was magnified in that moment and it took all Charlie had to keep from stripping and throwing himself at Remus. He wanted to take Remus hard and fast until Remus was completely breathless and begging for release.
Remus looked up at him, smiling shyly. "Oh, welcome home. I just finished dinner. Come eat while it's still hot."
Charlie nodded numbly, "yeah, all right." Charlie sat as Remus poured them both a drink and then joined him. They ate in silence, until Charlie cleared his throat and said, "Remus... you aren't... hiding from anything, are you?"
Remus looked up nearly choking on a piece of chicken. "Umm... no. Why?"
"Mum owled me. She said the Order hadn't heard from you in about a month and they were getting worried. I was just going to tell her I'd seen you. If that's all right," Charlie explained.
There was a long pause before Remus nodded. "Oh, yeah. In fact, I'll... I'll send a letter for Dumbledore for her to pass on if that's all right. I just haven't had money to pay for an owl and I already owe you so much."
"You don't owe me anything. You've been taking care of me," Charlie protested. The silence fell between them again. "I... uh... when... do you think... you'll be going back?"
Remus shifted in his seat. "I... I can leave now, really, but-"
"No. That wasn't what I meant. I've... rather liked having you around, actually," Charlie admitted. "It's nice having someone else in the flat."
The smile that lit up Remus' face was infectious. "Good. I've rather liked being around."
They finished dinner in silence, though it wasn't an awkward one. Charlie cleared the plates, and began the dishes. Remus saw this as the perfect time to approach Charlie with his proposition. He moved to where Charlie was, standing just inches behind him. He inhaled Charlie's scent – it was dark and woodsy and reminded Remus of burning wood. His arm slid around Charlie's waist.
"I've... been thinking of a way I could pay you back," Remus whispered. His voice was deep and throaty and sounded far too much like a wolf's growl.
Charlie's knees went weak, and he had to lean against Remus for support. "I... you... please say it has something to do with the two of us... naked," he mumbled.
Remus laughed. "You've read my mind. Come on, the dishes can wait until tomorrow."
Charlie couldn't think of one protest as he took Remus' hand and followed him to the bedroom.