Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011 Word count [if applicable]: 1,961
Warming: Unbeta'd.
Remus crept down the stair at Grimmauld place wearing only his dressing gown. The fact that someone had come through the front door minutes before was not so unusual, except for that fact that it was almost midnight. He glanced at his bare feet; he probably should have dressed. His grip tightened on his wand; he could still hex someone to Scotland and back with or without full dress robes. He continued on through the house. With his wand drawn, he arrived at the kitchen door to see Bill Weasley opening and closing the cupboard doors.
"Lose something, Bill" Remus asked as he watched the other man carefully.
Bill worried his lip. "I didn't lose anything. I was looking for something, well, two things: you and Firewhisky."
Remus sniffed the air cautiously. "Not in that order apparently."
"I thought I could use the Firewhisky first."
"Perhaps we could just sit down and talk and skip the Firewhisky so we can keep our wits about us." Remus indicated the table and chairs.
Bill sighed and dropped himself into a chair. "The Firewhisky was supposed to help with the talking."
Remus raised an eyebrow and made certain nothing was exposed when he sat down. "So you expected to talk..."
Bill fidgeted in his seat. "Yeah. I just wanted a little St. George's courage, before… you know."
Remus relaxed a little. "So what kind of talk brings you here at midnight and requires courage you don't think you possess?"
"I don't know where to start."
"It's trite I know, but the beginning usually works best." Remus said gently.
Bill rubbed his hands together and let his thumb work back and forth of his lower lip as he started at the scarred wooden table. His shoulders dropped and his head came up before he spoke. "It started with Greyback. When he, well, attacked me. That first full moon everyone was so worried I'd been turned. Ah, sorry Remus.."
"That's alright. I don't wish my curse on anyone." He said quietly.
"Anyway we were all worried so I really didn't notice anything, but before the next full moon…things, ah…were different." Bill paused and looked down to stare at the table again.
"What was different, Bill?"
"I was er…more randy than usual." He paused and bit his lip. "And I thought I would just wank a bit more and maybe Fleur would be accommodating and it would all be fine." He swallowed visibly.
"And it wasn't?" Remus prodded.
"Not really. I mean after the full things appeared to go back to normal. I'm a man with a healthy sex drive." Bill declared in a slightly defensive tone. "But when the waxing gibbous phase came around, itwas back. The urge..it couldn't be slaked by normal means." Bill drew his hand through his hair.
"What do you mean..normal?"
"I wanted….what I really wanted…" He drew a deep breath. "What I wanted was something most straight men don’t. I wanted a prick up my arse."
"That's what I thought at first so I went to a sex shop and bought a dildo and some lube. It seemed easy enough, lube me and the dildo up and problem solved." With sigh Bill tipped his head back.
"Still a problem then?" Remus prodded, again.
"Oh, I had an orgasm like none other." Bill chuckled wryly. "Blacked right out, woke up with the dildo still stuck up there and me covered in….well you get the picture. My prick wasn't ready to go again, but I still wanted. I tried it a couple more times, thinking maybe I just hadn't done it correctly.."
Remus chuckled. "If you passed out, you probably did it as well as anyone could."
"Anyway, there was still something I had to have. I still wanted…well that, but there was something still missing. So, finally, the full came and I could think straight again. I figured maybe I needed a person not just an object." Bill stretched his shoulders and raked his hand through his hair.
The paused lasted a few minutes. "That was good thinking, so what next?" Remus asked.
"So back to the sex shop I go and buy a strap on dildo, I didn't want to chance transfiguring the other one just in case. I bring the thing home and talk to Fleur about it. We weren't in the middle of anything if you take my meaning, but she went complete mad. She screeched that she wasn't a man, would be a substitute for a man. After she was done screaming, she did say she sympathized and would try to help, just not that way. Needless to say I went to bed that night alone, not exactly alone, but with my trusty black-out toy up my bum." Bill shivered and squirmed in his seat.
"Since you're here I imagine that the ideas are running thin?"
"Well, that was last month. I had a brilliant idea in the mean time. When I felt the urge overtaking me this month, I strapped the strap-on dildo to my mother's dress form after I'd hijacked to my room. I lubed us both up, got down on all fours…" He took a deep shuddering breath. "And fucked my arse with it. It felt incredible." Bill shifted in his seat again. "Not certain if it was going to help, but I kept going. When I looked at my prick, there was so much pre-cum it looked as if I was pissing it was dripping so fast." He scrubbed his hand over his face.
Remus took the opportunity to tuck his cock into the folds of his dressing gown; it had popped up and out as Bill told his story.
"So I'm grinding back onto this dildo and I guess I got a little over-zealous, and the next thing I know it falls over backwards and crashes through the window. The bedroom door flies open and there are my mum and Fleur, and I'm down on all fours with a dripping cock in my hand and my mother's dress form with an erect cock strapped to it." Bill slipped one hand under the table. "Fortunately, Fleur shooed my mother out and closed the door behind her. She fixed the window and then told me to come and see you."
"So here you are."
Bill rolled his eyes. "Post-wank and dressed for your convenience."
"I've heard stories like this about werewolves or those almost turned before. There's a theory that this happens to werewolves turned after puberty and they are betas. I've heard of a few that were attacked, but not turned it appears that they were betas nonetheless. Did you know in wolf packs the alpha male will at times mount the beta males?"
"And you think that's what has happened to me?"
"It's possible. There is so little documentation about weres since the Wizarding world would like to pretend we don’t exist; it is difficult to say anything for certain except for what we experience for ourselves. From what you said this and wanting raw meat on occasion is what you received as the curse."
Bill sat and looked thoughtful. "You know I came here don't you? Fleur didn't just tell me to talk to you; she told me to ask you to…to… I don't even know if you're in a relationship." Bill's eyes pleaded. "I have her permission…"
"You want me to…"
"Yeah." Bill sighed. "I mean you like blokes, right?"
Remus' laugh sounded rusty. "Blokes, birds I like them all." He confirmed.
"I don't know if I'm your type, but could you even if I'm not, even if you have to pretend….I need…." His voice was just on the verge of begging.
"Come here." Remus demanded softly.
Bill stood and draped his arm across his body to cover his groin.
"You're not the only one hard here, Bill." Remus said gently as he stood up; his cock stuck straight out between the halves of the robe.
Bill's eyes grew wide and he licked his lips. "Merlin, Remus you're twice the size…."
Bill was within arms reach and Remus pulled him tightly against his body. He bent his head to Bill's neck. "You are exactly my bad-boy type." He whispered. "I like long hair and….." Remus' teeth sank into Bill's neck. Bill's legs faltered and his hips humped Remus' thigh.
"Good. Now drop your trousers and pants and put your hands on the table." Remus instructed as he opened the front of his robe and accio'd the olive oil.
"Gods Remus!" Bill gaped as he stared at Remus hard cock. He took a shaky breath. "Want that…want it so bad…."
Remus poured the oil into his hand and stoked his prick. "Turn around, put your hands on the table and you shall have it."
Bill whipped around and grasped the edge of the table. Remus dripped the cool olive oil down the crack of the pale arse in front of him. "I cannot stretch you. That's not how it would be done."
"Don't care, don't care..." Bill pushed his hips backwards.
Remus grasped his prick to tease the tight pucker. He pressed his cockhead to it and felt it flutter in response. "I'm going to fill you now. Push out, it will help." Remus put his cock against the hole and pushed. The head popped in and Remus stopped.
"Oh, fuck, fuck…" Bill tried to impale his arse on Remus' cock.
Remus' gripped Bill's hip hard. "None of that. I'm in charge here." He growled. Bill whimpered and reached his hand down to his visibly throbbing cock. Remus batted his hand away. "No! That is mine. You will leave your hands on the table." The redhead's prick got even harder as brushed against his belly.
Remus ran a soothing hand down Bill's back and slow fed every inch of his long cock into the warm, welcoming arse. He started to move in and out slowly and Bill shuddered.
"There, that’s the spot. Fuck me there!" His head thrashed back and forth and his hips bucked.
Remus wrapped his free hand around Bill's other hip and plunged his cock in, hard and fast while he aimed for Bill's prostate every time. He was good at this and he had Bill begging and whimpering in moments.
"I'm gonna come, Remus! Please, please touch my prick!"
"All in good time." Remus said with all the calm he didn’t feel as he own cock begged him to let go.
"Need to…need to so bad…"
Remus upped the pace, we bit his lip as his balls tightened. Faster, harder. He needed Bill to come now. Ignoring his own rules he took his right hand from Bill's hip and reached for the distended prick. Bill shouted and Remus could feel his prick being milked before his hand reached its target. Come shot over Remus' hand as pour himself into Bill's tight arse. Bill's head hit the table as he body slumped.
Carefully, as soon as he was able he withdrew his cock and sat them both on a chair with Bill on his lap. Bill came back a few seconds later.
"Gods Remus! That was it! That's what I want!" Bill looked deliciously rumpled and most definitely sated.
"You haven't finished."
Bill furrowed his brow.
Remus raised his come covered hand. "It's time for you to clean up this mess."
"I've never…."
"Well, it's time you learned." Remus said matter-of-factly.
Bill gasped.
Remus hoped he'd played the alpha role up enough to bring the young man back. He couldn't wait for his next chance at that tight arse, perhaps the next time he could cream that inexperienced mouth first. It was good to be the alpha.