azure_rosa (azure_rosa) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-20 23:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2011, author: azure_rosa, kink: dirty talk, kink: fingering, kink: fisting, kink: spanking, remus/severus |
All is Fair in Love and War - day twenty
Title: All is Fair in Love and War
Author/Artist: azure_rosa
Rating: pg-13
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Warnings: talk of sex and spanking, dirty talk (sort of), brief mention of the earlier fisting
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 557
day nineteen
Severus was smirking like the cat that caught the canary as he looked down at his lover, sprawled out before him, half-dressed on their desk passed out in a pool of his own come with legs still spread and his red arse stuck out enticingly as if asking for just one more spank. Severus liked this look on his lover; they might have to do this again.
This was one of the items on Remus’ list he had been unsure about. Consensual violence in a sexual context was still violence in his mind, a point that had bothered him due to his own history. He had sworn to himself he would never become his father, even if he had to live alone the rest of his days to keep that promise. Yet maybe this was different, acceptable, because Remus had directly asked, begged even, to be spanked.
He had braved it despite his own misgivings since Remus seemed so intrigued with trying it only to get caught up in what he half expected would be an unpleasant experience for at least one if not both of them. Was that a bad thing? It seemed to him if they both enjoyed it, if they were careful and no one really got hurt it should be acceptable…
Severus was distracted from his circling thoughts by Remus stirring. A gentle hand between his lover's shoulder blades kept him from rising immediately and breaking the scene.
“Not just yet wolf, I made you two promises I have yet to fulfill.”
“What do you mean?”
“I promised to make you howl and to reward you for following the rules. I believe I can manage both at once, don’t you?” Severus was back to purring at Remus, he had noticed the shivers it had provoked from his lover earlier with interest.
“What did you have in mind?”
“A practical demonstration.” Severus smirked; Remus couldn’t see him as he was directly behind, considering his approach even as he was deliberately obtuse to recapture Remus’ attention.
“Of?” Remus gasped as he felt his lover reverently stroke his tender arse cheeks, his seemingly cold fingers dancing in random patterns against his inflamed rear.
“Precisely why I was so desperate for you to fuck me while I was still sore from being fisted.”
“I think,” Remus’ breath caught again as Severus’ wandering hands began to gently grope his arse, carefully gauging each reaction before changing his approach accordingly, “I’m starting to get a vague idea of why you wanted that.”
“Really?” Severus squeezed harder, pulling a broken growl from Remus, “I think you have only the faintest inkling of how much I needed it. You denied me, if you remember.”
“I did?” Remus’ brain was foggy from the afterglow and the new surge of lust he swore he shouldn’t even be capable of yet, but here he was, hard as nails and trying to frot against the table again without Severus stopping him.
“You did,” Severus answered, his slickened fingers sliding down Remus’ crack to his true target, playing with Remus’ opening, sliding his long, slender finger in and out at a tortuously slow pace, finally adding a second before continuing, “but I am not so cruel as to deny you. I intend to fuck you until you howl, that is your reward wolf, are you ready?”
day twenty one