enigmalea (enigmalea) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-20 23:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: enigmalea, kink: delayed orgasm, kink: licking, kink: rimming, kink: rough sex, remus/charlie |
LMOM #20: Of Dragons and Werwolves [Remus/Charlie, NC-17]
Title: Of Dragons and Werewolves (Part 4)
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 976
Pairing: Remus/Charlie
Kinks: licking, rimming, rough sex, delayed orgasm
Challenge: Lusty Month of May (#20)
Note: Part 4 of 4 – Whoo... finished! For now. This pairing is bound to come back... there is more to the story... I know it. I can sense it.
Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3
Remus didn't start licking Charlie right away. Of course not. He wanted to draw this out; Charlie was fairly certain Remus' goal was to drive him completely fucking mad. Remus started by working the kinks out of Charlie's muscles, which had tightened in anticipation of release, kneading the muscles with his long fingers. Charlie moaned and squirmed under him, his arse pushing against Remus' cock. For a very brief moment, Remus considered taking Charlie right then and there, driving into him over and over until the redhead was screaming, begging for release. He didn't think Charlie would mind, really.
But Remus was able to hold back. Remus kissed the back of Charlie's neck and was rewarded with a deep moan. Remus added that to his list of spots that drove Charlie wild – his wrist, elbow, collarbone, where his neck met his shoulder, and now the back of his neck. Remus worked his way down Charlie's back slowly, suckling on his shoulder blades. He worked his way all the way down one side, nibbling on Charlie's arse cheek, licking his thigh and knee and calf, and just when Charlie didn't think he could handle any more, Remus started at Charlie's ankle and worked his way back up the other side.
Charlie rutted against the sheets, driving his hard prick into the sheets over and over. For once, Charlie was glad he'd listened to his Mum and bought the sheets with the higher thread count. They lasted longer, and more importantly, felt smoother against his prick. Each thrust tortured him – with his cock and balls wrapped so tight, he couldn't come, but at least there was friction and he was getting some release. There was a large wet spot caused by his pre-come and it was slowly getting larger, his dick leaking steadily
"Remus, for the love of fucking Merlin and Morgana, please... I can't take much more of this," Charlie whined.
Remus nipped at the top of his spine and chuckled. "If I'm going to let you fuck my ass until I'm raw; let you rip me apart and drive into me over and over and over until I can't breathe or speak, I think I deserve to do to you what I wish... don't you?"
Charlie whimpered, thrusting against the mattress yet again. "PLEASE!"
The desperate edge to Charlie's voice spurred Remus on. He wasn't about to give up so easily – he was going to do what he wanted one way or the other, and if Charlie didn't like it he'd simply use the strength of the wolf to overpower the wiry, muscular young man underneath him. He drug his tongue down Charlie's spine, feeling each and every vertebrae tremble beneath his tongue. Charlie hissed and swore and moaned, and inside Remus the wolf howled. Charlie's desperation was being drowned out by Remus' own need.
Remus spread Charlie's legs, forcing his arse cheeks open, and he slid his tongue through the crack. Charlie's movement stopped and he melted into the mattress, every forced breath punctuated by a whine. Remus could taste Charlie's desire, in every pore of his skin; he could smell it leaking from his cock; he could taste it in the crack of Charlie's ass. Remus circled the tight ring of muscles surrounding Charlie's pucker, licking and lapping like a dog drinking water.
Charlie bucked and moaned. "Oh... Remus... I've... never.... FUCK.. so good..."
That encouraged Remus even more, and he slowly worked his tongue into the tight crevice. Charlie thrust over and over, pushing back into Remus' tongue while still trying to get the friction his dick craved. "Can't.... can't wait... Remus... need to come," he clutched the sheets, twisting them in his fists.
Remus moved from behind Charlie. "How do you want me?" he growled. "How do you want to take my ass?"
"I want to watch you," Charlie groaned, pushing himself up so that he was sitting on his knees.
Remus stretched out on his back, pulling Charlie to him. Charlie grabbed a tube of lubricant, well aware that there were spells to prepare Remus, but wanting to do it himself. He needed to calm down so that he didn't explode as soon as he shoved his dick inside of Remus.
He covered his fingers in lube and slowly worked one into Remus' tight ass. Remus squirmed and pushed against him. "More... come on... I won't break," Remus moaned.
Charlie quickly added a second and third, pushing them in and out of Remus, scissoring them to make Remus ready. Remus gripped his arm tightly, pushing back against Charlie's hand, moaning softly. "Inside of me... NOW," he whimpered.
It only took a moment for Charlie to slick his cock and sink inside of Remus' pliant and waiting pucker. Remus' legs wrapped around his waist, pulling him in deeper. Charlie groaned deeply. "Fuck... so tight... and warm... and..."
"MOVE!" Remus ordered, growling deeply.
Charlie started to move, each stroke harder and deeper than the last, pummeling against Remus' prostate. Remus gripped Charlie's back, nails scrabbling for purchase on the sweat-slicked surface. His face was twisted into a look of pure unadulterated pleasure, punctuated every so often with pain. He whimpered, moaned, pushed up against Charlie with abandon.
Remus felt Charlie's fingers, fumbling with the leather strap around his cock and bollocks; he heard the snap, felt the pressure release in his balls, and suddenly he was coming without being touched, his release splashing between them on their stomachs and chests. Charlie released his own cock ring, thrust deep inside of Remus and came with a grunt.
They collapsed together a sweaty, sticky mess, neither one of them wanting to move. After a long moment, Charlie rolled off of Remus, and pulled him close, snuggling against the werewolf's sweaty body. "Tomorrow," he said with a yawn, "you're topping."