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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: odogoddess, kink: dubious consent, kink: exhibitionism, kink: ice play, kink: object insertion, kink: sounding, kink: voyeurism, remus alone |
LMoM#21 by odogoddess - Everyday is a faded sign
Title: 16 Jan 1976 - Everyday is a faded sign
Author: psyfic
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus, Severus/Regulus
Kink(s): exhibitionism, sounding, voyeurism, restraint, dub-con, ice play, object insertion, wanking and, again, an egregious use of Rowling-like Latin.
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 1,685
Author's note: If you are reading this for the first time, please go to the first entry and start reading there. Otherwise, this saga may not make any sense at all. Thanks!
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
Lupin is barking.
He lets me fuck him to a ne'er thee well for my birthday, then he tells me we can't meet for a week. He's got plans with those worthless louts in his house.
So fine. I make my own. Then he's flashing his hard cock at me during Ancient Runes AND STICKS HIS WAND IN HIS PISS HOLE!
It wasn't exciting so much as sick-making, but he seemed to love it. The damn thing slid in to the hilt and then he kept wanking, then twirling it, pulled it halfway out and then let it slide back in. Over and over like it was some kind of novelty, which I guess it is.
Splinters up my widge isn't something I care to experience or explain to Madam Pomfrey. Maybe I should get him together with Reg and Mulciber. He'd fit right in.
I avoided watching as he yanked his wand out, but then a paper frog hopped over and landed on my book. I looked over just in time to see Lupin spunking into the ink-pot from his desk. Then he put the pot back in the desk recess where it normally goes, takes out his quill and licks the end. Then he put that into his piss hole!
I'm surrounded by hooligans, perverts and sex fiends.
16 Jan 1976
RJL the sex mad here.
I'm going spare with it. This month is BAD. I've wanked four times today so far. I still need more. Is it because I'm no longer a virgin? I can't ask Mme P, although she probably would know, but I had to have Severus this afternoon. I felt I couldn't make it without feeling his cock inside me and there's been no other time this week. There won't be any tonight, either.
This morning the guys were all chatting about my FLP at breakfast, going on about how we would all run wild tonight. I had to shush them and I know I hurt some feelings, but it's supposed to be a secret! It's not a game, either, not to me.
Ancient Runes and just after was the only time I'd be able to be with him, so I got his attention during class, and waited afterwards in the boy's loo down the hall.
I was waiting in a stall, intending to surprise him, when I heard the door open, but I could smell it wasn't him. But it was a Slytherin. The smell of rising damp, quality wool, fine leather shoes and a full money bag. A monied Slytherin.
Then the door opened again and I heard and smelled him.
'Reg?'
Ah.
'I thought you might be here after maths. I don't know why you bother with that boring class.'
'Strangely enough I came to Hogwarts with the aim of gaining an education.'
'Funny, but I thought it's because you can sit with your new little Gryffindick. How is Gryffin dick, by the by?'
'Ask your brother. Better yet, fuck him. I understand it's a grand Black tradition.'
'Oh, don't take the piss, Sev. I do miss you, you know. I've seen you with that mousy little hanger-on. Is he good? He's got a wide jaw. Can he suck the last drop of potion from the old distillation tubes?'
'What if he does?'
'You've been sneaking off for weeks and leaving me to fend for myself.'
'Judging from the groans behind your curtains, I'd say you found plenty to keep you company. So how do you like MacNair's cock-sucking? I found his teeth a bit off-putting, but then it takes all kinds. Oh, and let's not forget Mulciber and his peculiarities.'
'You haven't lived until Graham's feasted on your arse.'
'No, thank you. I know where that mouth's been.'
'Oh, don't be a ninny.'
'What do you want, Reg?'
'Don't be that way, old man. I missed you, is all. I've been randy since Potions this morning. Care for a go?'
'Here?'
I could smell his concern, as well as his curiosity. He was probably wondering if I was here or if I'd been delayed.
'Revelo hominis.' There was a silence, then Reg added, 'See? No other humans but you and I.'
I heard SS snort. 'Do that with Flitwick in a stall and see what happens. He's part-Goblin or I'll eat the Sorting Hat.'
Reg chuckled, then said, 'Obstructo.'
I could hear the door to the hall latch. I was now trapped, more by fear than any spell. I could not let them see or hear me if I could help it.
'Colloportus. There now. Scream if you want to, and you will want to, my fine upstanding young sir.'
'Promises.'
'Fuck you. And I intend to.'
I pulled my wand and as the rustle of clothes sounded, I hoped they would not hear my whispered 'Perspicuum' which made my stall door clear as glass... to me. They would not be able to see me behind it.
Reg had pulled down Severus's pants and trousers and my mouth watered at the sight. He is so beautiful. Long, sleek, ivory lines. Like a racing broom. I quietly unbuttoned my trousers and took my aching prick in hand.
Reg bent him over between two sinks and added a sticking charm to Severus's hands on the edges of the sinks. Then he pulled himself out of his own trousers, wanking himself to stiffness.
'You have a lovely arse, Sev.'
'You say that to everyone.'
'It doesn't make it any less true.'
Reg opened a tap and then waved his wand at the pouring water. 'Genero glacies phallus.'
'Merlin's scrote! No, Reg!'
'Oh, you love it.'
He waved his wand and a crystal-like penis made of frozen water drifted from the sink and hovered by his side.
'It's a thing of beauty, Sev. It should grace a lovely arse.'
'Please, Reg.'
'Since you beg so nicely.' Reg waved the wand and the ice penis drifted to SS's bum and began to rub along his hole. SS jumped.
'Please don't.'
'It'll be all right, Sev,' Reg muttered, wanking faster as he watched the ice dick slowly shifting into SS's arse.
I closed my eyes, ashamed and aroused. I knew SS hated this and loved it both. I could smell his own extreme arousal and it hit me like a drug. I fisted my prick hard and pulled on it slowly. I felt randier than a rutting goat at the sight of him being buggered.
'Fuck!'
'Oh, yes, my friend. Exactly.'
'Shite! Pull it out!'
I opened my eyes to find the ice dick sliding in and out, over and over, water dripping down Severus's thighs and wetting his faded pants and trousers. Reg was wanking furiously, his dick was almost purple.
Just as I began to wonder if I shouldn't try to stop him, wondering if someone couldn't get frostbite back there, Reg suddenly waved his wand and the ice dick pulled out of SS and went flying to shatter into pieces near a grate in the floor.
In the same instant, Reg shoved his own swollen dick into Severus's hole. I winced and tugged myself harder, imagining what the cold would feel like on my hot flesh.
'Fuck! Fuck!' Severus's hands clenched hard around the edge of the sink as he thrust his hips and began to spunk, hard. His spunk flew high enough to spatter the wall above his head.
'Fuck, yeah!' Reg crushed his hips to Severus as he jerked and spunked.
He used one hand to fondle Severus's twitching tackle and Severus shuddered and moaned. I bit my lip and spunked all over the door, smearing my view.
Then I stood trying to breathe quietly, even as they stood as they were, catching their breaths.
'Fabulous, Sev. Fabulous.'
Severus closed his eyes and hung his head. His hair covered his face and I couldn't see his expression.
'I'm SO glad.' His voice was thick with sarcasm. 'Now let me go.'
Reg pulled out and waved his wand. Severus's hands twitched, then he pushed up and stood. He looked down to his trousers and grimaced.
'You could have taken off my pants and trousers, you pillock. They're soaked.'
'Are you a Squib then? Use a drying charm.' Reg finished buttoning his trousers and put his wand away, before stepping up to Severus who looked up at him. He didn't look as upset as I thought he might. Reg stroked the hair back from his face. 'Thank you, Sev. I know you don't care for that much, but I also know it makes you come like a speeding snitch.'
Severus blushed! Then he sighed. 'Warn me next time.'
'If I do, then you don't want it.'
Severus scowled, then bent to step out of his trousers. He pulled his wand from his pocket. Reg watched him for a moment, then headed toward the door.
'I'll see you later. Maybe tonight?'
Severus nodded and Reg lifted the spells on the door, then gestured to it. 'I'll add a sticking charm as I leave so you can tidy up in privacy.'
'I'm touched.'
'Oh, you will be. Tonight you'll be howling at the moon.'
I cringed.
I waited until Severus finished drying his clothes and dressed and left. I waited a long time.
I didn't feel like dinner, not that I thought I could eat anyway. I had to go to the Infirmary.
Severus wasn't the only one who was going to be howling at the moon.
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
The Meek didn't show up. Or did he?
I remember smells the way some people remember every last bit of trivia on a Wizarding card deck.
Meek was supposed to be in the bathroom. His note said he would be, but he wasn't.
So why did I smell him after Reg left?
I definitely smelled him. He had been there. Had he been called away?
He wasn't at dinner. The rest were there and they didn't seem bothered that he wasn't.
So where was he?
on to entry #22