GryffindorJ (gryffindorj) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-05 20:51:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: gryffindorj, kink: threesome, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/sirius/james |
LMOM: Late Bloomer 5/31
Title:Beater Glove (Late Bloomer 5/31)
Author:gryffindorj
Rating: R
Word Count: 900
Pairing: Remus/Sirius/James
Kink(s): Slight dub-con, group wanking
Challenge: LMoM '08
A/N: All mistakes are my own. Thanks to torino10154 for the perfect plot point.
(1/31,2/31, 3/31, 4/31 )
For a couple of hot headed idiotic Gryffindors, James and Sirius could be down right cunning and manipulative. Remus knew it, Remus used to love it, but like all things you love they can easily be changed to a fear.
Remus had been afraid for two weeks.
After keeping as still as death as they called to him the last time they got off together and Sirius catching Remus on his bed it had all gone weirdly normal. Neither had said anything directly about it, and after the wank on Sirius's bed, Sirius had just left the room.
They did everything as usual again; classes, detentions, and a few pranks here and there. Remus knew them too well to relax, knew that the moment he let his guard down they would get him. It's how they worked, simple as that. The damn bastards could have been in Slytherin had they not been so completely hot-blooded.
Remus would think later that perhaps this had been part of their plan too, but Remus had been so uptight he couldn't even have a good wank any more. He had needed a few days break after the marathon of activity on that one day, but it was far past time to tug one out.
James and Sirius hadn't even teased Remus by getting in bed with one another. They both stayed and went to sleep in their own beds every night. Merlin! He hadn't even heard them wank in ages.
Remus could have gone longer had it not been for the warm weather and the start of Spring Quidditch practice. They gratefully showered afterward in the changing rooms. Had Remus seen them sweaty-skinned and flush-cheeked it would have been a dead give away he needed a release. Right away.
Sirius brought back his sweaty practice uniform for the house elves to wash. While walking up the stairs to the dormitory Sirius had dropped a beater glove from his pile, Remus picked it up to return it to him. But not before the smell of the leather, damp with Sirius's sweat, reached his nose. It was hot and seductive. Remus felt his prick stir.
"Here," Remus said quickly, putting the glove back on top of the bundle of clothes, "you dropped this."
"Thanks," Sirius said.
Later that night Remus lay in bed trying to relax and fall asleep. His nose itched and he reached to scratch it. The smell of sweat and leather caught him again. The aroma from Sirius's glove had stayed on his hand. As he inhaled the scent again his cock began to harden. The leather mixed with Sirius's sweat was too much.
When he was sure that everyone was in bed asleep, a quick silencing spell and he could let the scent waft around in his mind as he stroked himself.
Sirius's rich brown leather gloves were tinged with his salty sweat, both sweet and pungent. Remus thought about Sirius wearing them has he worked his cock. He bit his lip, to keep from moaning. He was so close. . . .
The curtains of Remus's bed were suddenly pulled back as Sirius slipped through them. "You really are bullocks at being quiet when you mutter a charm."
"Get out!" Remus said trying to draw up his covers to hide his hard prick and the rest of himself.
"Look who's shy now. Wasn't that way a few weeks ago." Sirius flopped down next to him. This was it; they had been waiting for this. For a moment of weakness. But where was James? As if Sirius read his mind he pulled out his mirror.
"Prongs, get over here. He's ready."
"What? No! What are you on about?" Remus demanded. James's head popped through the hangings.
"Padfoot says you're brilliant when you wank," he said sitting down on the bed watching Remus. Remus didn't have time to consider the compliment hidden in that statement. "Go on, give us a look."
"No! I am not some little show for you," Remus said trying to kick out at James to push him off the bed.
"Remus," Sirius said huskily, putting his lips close to Remus's ear. "Show us that big beautiful cock of yours. Jamie wants to see it. I haven't been able to get it out of my mind, rubbing myself off to it since I saw you – in my bed." James ran his tongue across his lips nodding at Sirius's words.
"I want to see it. Want to watch you come, Moony. I've heard you're gorgeous when you come," James said moving closer to him. "That's right, so good," James added as Remus began to slowly pull the covers away.
Remus felt his heart beating fast, but with Sirius and James so close, encouraging him, he couldn't say no. It was like a fantasy. Sirius groaned openly fondling himself as Remus's hard cock came into view.
"Watch me fuck my hand," Remus heard himself saying but not sure how the words had formed. Both of them watched him avidly, while they stroked themselves, as Remus stroked himself.