nimrod_9 (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} nimrod_9) wrote in ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} pervy_werewolf,@ 2009-05-22 16:18:00 |
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| Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: nimrod_9, kink: wand play, remus/severus |
Title: The Werewolf Bard – Part 22
Author: nimrod_9
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): wand play
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): wand play
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 817
Word count: 817
Warning: Unbeta'd
Poppy deftly cast spells and administered potions. “He looks better.” She pronounced.
“But he’s not awake.”
“According to the healers at St. Mungo’s, a normal recovery time for patients of a medically induced coma is from a few hours, up to five days. We are on day three here. It wouldn’t surprise me if the stubborn cuss waited for day six just so he could be different.”
Remus laughed. Severus did hate to be average. “Thanks, Poppy.”
“Go shower. I’ll stay with him until you get back.”
Remus almost sprinted from the room. He would be quick, and with luck not run into anyone that wanted to chat. Showered, shaved and teeth brushed fifteen minutes later, he was a new man. Perhaps he wasn’t new, but better able to take on the day. Poppy had kept her promise, and Remus took over the patient again.
“Ok, here we go again, Severus. Today’s pornographic recitation begins with a story of two blokes, one wizard and the other a wizard with a furry little problem. I’m the furry one, in case you have forgotten. This was a morning after the full moon; I was at Grimmauld Place. I’d dragged myself up from the cellar, naked. Happily, there was no one else home. You have no idea how difficult it is to dress after transformation; pants are completely impossible, too many holes I suspect.”
“I hadn’t left a pain potion on my night table; I threw myself into bed without one. The sheets hadn’t even settled before I could hear someone in the hallway; my door opened smoothly, silently. I could smell you. You stood at the foot of the bed for a long minute. I hoped you were looking, and liking. I was exhausted and yet once I caught your scent, my mind went straight to sex. You slipped along the side of the bed, and the moment the vial in your hand hit the bedside table; I grabbed you.”
“It hurt like hell, but I pulled you down and rolled over on top of you. You sputtered and spat. I accio’d the pain potion and drank it, and then retrieved my wand while you worked on your righteous indignation. Before you could get so much as ‘Lupin’ out of you mouth I’d removed your clothes. It wasn’t my brightest move since I did get a bit of wool burn on my inner thighs. I pinned your hands above your head, while you made valiant effort to free yourself.”
“Finally, you stopped moving and said ‘Lupin, I do not have all day.’ I thought we best get started then. I ran my wand behind your ear as it vibrated. Interestingly enough, I had learned a few charms for didlos and they worked quite well on one’s wand. I ran it across your inner elbow and up towards your armpit. You shook and tried to throw me off again. I increased the speed as I ran the wand over you nipples. You groaned; I kept working them until I could feel that your cock hard and ready against my arse.”
“I brought you hands down to your chest, while I continued to hold them. I reached my wand around my back and let the vibrations run over your cock. You bucked up and whimpered. I asked if I could release your hands. You nodded. When I did you, you reached up and pulled me down for a kiss. It was a lovely, deep, decadent surprise. I slipped further down so I was straddling your knees, and began my wand work in earnest.”
“I varied the speed as I ran it over your cock and balls, teasing your inner thighs as well. You shivered and bucked. It was quite a sight. My own cock was ready to join the fun, but I wanted to keep the wand in play. A flash of brilliance and a quick lubrication charmed was just the ticket. I moved off your legs and pushed your knees up. I’m certain you were about to object, but you were curious as well. I took my vibrating wand and put it to your opening. You groaned, loudly. I worked the wand slowly up into you until I found your prostate. You cried out, almost as if you were in pain.”
“When I went to back it out, you voiced a harsh ‘no leave it’. I took your word for it, and grasped our cocks together and began to stroke them. You panted and writhed. I could feel the vibrations transmitted through your balls to mine. It was incredible. I adjusted my knees, which apparently moved my wand, and you roared. Your cock expanded and then I could feel your orgasm racing up your shaft as I pulled it. When you finished pulsing; I eased the wand out and wanked myself furiously over your belly and creamy essence puddled there.”