|nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in pervy_werewolf,|
@ 2011-05-19 16:21:00
|Entry tags:||#lmom 2011, author: nimrod_9, kink: cross-dressing, remus/severus|
LMOM '11 Day 19 Remus/Severus Rated R
Title: Remus Lupin Slytherin Wolf
Kink(s): cross-dressing, mentions of bj
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 780
Severus tapped his foot impatiently; Remus had been the one who wanted to go after all. He smoothed down the front of his costume and smirked, no on would guess who he was supposed to be. His Cardinal Fang costume and the Spanish Inquisition brought him back to some of the few moments he and his father actually enjoyed together, as the troupe from Monty Python's Flying Circus screeched from the telly.
"Lupin, we will miss the judging." He called. Remus and his super-secret costume, perhaps he had become entangled or trapped…. His mouth was agape as Remus stood in the doorway. "Lupin, you cannot possibly go out like that."
"I'm simply dressed in drag, Severus."
"But you don't have make-up on, nor stockings and that dress…it's all wrong."
"Wrong? It's a lovely, glittery midnight blue full length sheath."
"Your shoulders are too broad, your thighs too thick, from the look of the front your arse is too muscular, and you are not wearing the correct undergarments. Besides, what you need is more girl-next-door, a-line skirt, perhaps a peasant blouse." Severus crossed his arms in front of him.
"And how would you know?"
"I know." Severus replied.
"You have never even looked a woman." Remus needled.
"Take it off." Severus demanded. "Take if off now and I will show you."
Severus slipped into the bedroom and returned with a small cosmetic case, hand mirror and a fist full of underthings. Remus was still struggling to get out of the dress. Severus unzipped him. "Take the shoes off first and then you should be able to manage to get out of that dress." Severus removed his red mitre and shrugged off the red robes as well.
"First, you need the proper undergarments. I'm using a g-string so that I avoid panty lines. A corset might be recommended as well, but I am relatively narrow throughout so I shouldn't have a problem."
Remus held out the dress.
"Not yet. I need to put on stockings first." Severus shimmied into a garter belt and sat down on the edge of the sofa.
"Where did you get those things?" Remus asked.
"They are mine."
"And you've worn them before?"
"Of course." Severus pointed the toes of one foot and eased the stocking on.
"And you never told me?" Remus was incredulous.
"You never asked or mentioned any interest." Severus stood and hooked the stocking to the garter, before taking a seat on the sofa again.
Remus swallowed hard and his Adam's apple bobbed.
"You may want to put on my costume." Severus pointed out as he pulled up the other stocking.
"Monty Python?" Remus asked.
"Yes." Severus attached the other garter.
"Which Cardinal?" Remus slipped the robe on and adjusted the length.
"Fang." Severus looked at the shoes and hurried into the bedroom. He had exchanged the plain black pumps for a sexy, strappy high-heeled sandal that would show off his ankles.
"Those were in the wardrobe?"
"Apparently, there are a few things you don't know about that wardrobe." He slid into the sandals and shimmied into the dress; he turned his back to Remus. "Zip, please."
Remus grinned. "You don't have a charm for this?"
"Of course, but it's much more sensual this way." Severus shivered as Remus' knuckles brushed his back. He didn't turn around but picked up his makeup case and brushed his hair. It was straight and shiny and he clipped two glittery pins in one side. The added long, dangling earrings that made his neck look a mile long and slipped on a silver mesh Elf-made bracelet that shined as if it were encrusted with diamonds. Then he moved onto primping his face and put on some eyeliner, mascara, a hint of blush, and a dark red gloss finished his look. He turned to look at Remus.
Severus felt has cock twitch as Remus ogled him. The werewolf was practically drooling. It was quite satisfactory. He flashed a little leg out of the long slit on the side. As the lustful eyes raked over him, he became harder and harder.
Remus smirked. "I see what you mean. The line of the dress is much better on you. There does seem to be a bit of a problem in you upper thigh area, though."
Severus raised one eyebrow and said haughtily. "I blame you."
Remus was on his knees in a moment and grasped the hem of the dress. "The slit is in the wrong spot."
"I know an excellent ironing charm."
Severus' last thought before Remus' mouth engulfed his prick was that it they hurried he would win the costume contest in a walk.