mutterings of a music history major (thescarletwoman) wrote in scarletdreams, @ 2008-01-16 01:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2005, james potter, rated: nc-17, remus lupin, remus/sirius, sirius black |
[FIC] Remus/Sirius, James -- What Goes Around (Part 2/4) (NC-17)
Title: What Goes Around
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Sirius, James
Kink(s): voyeurism and rimming
Challenge: Lusty Month of May Marathon, day eleven
Words: 1558
Notes:I wasn't planning on continuing the earlier part, but I had enough requests not to "leave it there" so here's part two of three (or maybe four... don't know. Depends on how my mind works!). Enjoy.
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Originally Posted: May 2005
Repost of the LMoMM fic - day eleven.
"Mooooony! Come on!"
"No!"
"MOOOOONY!" James whinged, hopping up and down in the Gryffindor common room; about to have a temper tantrum if he didn't get his way in approximately 2.5 seconds. James Potter got his way in everything (Lily said yes in the end, didn't she?) and he wasn't about to back down on this.
Remus looked up from his work, brandishing his quill like a sword of some sort in James's direction.
"No, and that's my final answer on the matter. Now will you bugger off and leave me in peace?"
A wicked smile slid across James's face as he stopped his pacing and hopping, coming to rest in front of Remus. Remus raised a single eyebrow in question. "What?" he asked, curiosity finally getting the better.
"I don't bugger, you do. And that's what I want to see if you'd get off your high horse about not being an exhibitionist and just consent. I bet Sirius would agree." James turned on his heel to head up to the dormitory. "Oi! Padfoot!"
Remus leapt from the couch, tackling James to the floor, clamping a hand down over his mouth. "Would you desist?" he hissed through clenched teeth. "What Sirius would or would not agree to is none of your bloody business. Nor is my sex life for that matter."
James turned his head in Remus's direction and just smirked. "You know I could just sneak in and watch anytime I wanted to, right?" he asked, propping his head up on his elbow. Remus scrambled away from James, his eyes wide. Seeing that he had the upper hand, James continued to lie on the floor, looking up at Remus like the cat that caught the canary. "That's right. I'm the one with the cloak, not you. I could just... stay in my bed and watch you two any night and you'd never know."
This was a new development Remus hadn't thought of. Completely pale, he sunk into one of the chairs of the common room, burying his face in his hands. There was no word or expletive that could accurately describe just how much he hated James right about now.
"Now," James continued, "you could either tell me what it's like to fuck another man like I asked you yesterday..." Remus shook his head 'no', not removing his face from his hands. "Or I could just watch because I'm a curious little boy and you yourself always said to learn as much as we could before we left Hogwarts."
Remus dropped his hands, his jaw hanging open. "B-but!" Remus stuttered. "When I said that I meant in terms of learning magic and the like. Not learning about the sex lives of your dorm mates!"
James shrugged, shifting into a sitting position. "Learning is learning and you can't argue there, Moony."
Even before James spoke, Remus knew he had lost. "Why do you insist on twisting my words around?"
James grinned, rising to his feet and clapping Remus on the shoulder. "Because you're more fun than Padfoot and rarely can we do it to you. You hardly ever let your guard down enough to slip up like this. So," James said, a strange light entering his eyes that Remus didn't want to give a name to, "do we have a deal?"
All Remus could do was nod.
***
Getting the dormitory ready for their afternoon activities on a Hogsmeade weekend was usually a very joyous affair for Remus Lupin. However, knowing that James sat huddled under the Invisibility cloak not but twenty feet away from the bed he was about to share with Sirius, it made him drag his feet slightly. He had gotten off while watching Lily and James have sex, would it be the same for James? Would James wrap his hand around his cock, stroking himself as Remus fucked Sirius...
Remus shook his head, trying to control his breathing. This was the absolute last thing he needed to think about before Sirius arrived.
He felt a warm body press against him from behind, half-hard cock pressing against his arse while a hand roved across his chest. Remus closed his eyes and leaned against the body, all thoughts of James forgotten momentarily.
"Thinking about me?" the voice asked, tugging on Remus's earlobe with his teeth while his hand sought to cup him through his trousers. "Hrm... already hard. You must have been... or if you weren't, what bloke do I have to beat within an inch of his life?"
'Your best mate,' Remus replied mentally.
"'course I was," Remus replied, turning around in Sirius's arms. He threaded his hands through Sirius's hair, placing a soft kiss on his lips, trying to ignore the nagging feeling in the back of his mind that he was being watched. At least Sirius was blissfully unaware of the whole situation.
With a grin, Sirius moved Remus backwards until his knees hit the back of the bed, his hands moving to the buttons of his shirt. Within moments, the two boys were completely nude, standing before Remus's bed. Sirius lovingly ran a hand along Remus's chest, eliciting a soft gasp from across the room.
Sirius raised a brow. "You alright?" he asked.
Remus nodded, laying down on the bed face first, spreading his legs slightly. "Just fine, lover."
A smirk slid across Sirius's face as he jumped onto the bed between Remus's legs. He ran his tongue down Remus's back and continued lower, flicking inside his arse when he was low enough. Remus's hands twisted in the bedsheets, lifting his hips up to Sirius's mouth. Sirius held Remus's hips stationary, flicking his tongue inside farther, almost teasing him. Remus's soft cries turned to whimpers, echoing soft whimpers from across the room as James stroked himself watching what had to be the most erotic sight he had ever seen.
Alright, so the thought of having a guy's tongue in his arse seemed vaguely disgusting but watching Remus... James stroked himself faster just thinking about the absolute pleasure the simple movement must have. It looked odd, but if Remus liked it, it couldn't be all that bad, right.
Sirius pulled back, grinning like a cheshire cat just as James came on his hand, a soft cry escaping from the boy hidden under the invisibility cloak.
After casting the lubrication charms, Sirius kissed his way up Remus's spine to whisper in Remus's ear.
"We aren't being watched, are we?" he asked, flicking his tongue along the shell of Remus's ear.
Remus's heart sunk and all he could do was nod.
"Thought so. James is over there isn't he?"
Remus just nodded again and Sirius sighed. "Bloody boy has been after me for the past week to watch us. Why'd you agree?"
Remus swallowed hard. "Because he said he would have gone to get you and I didn't know if you would have said yes or not. So... I thought..."
Sirius nuzzzled the back of Remus's neck, slowly slipping inside him inch by glorious inch. "I never would have said yes if you didn't want to."
"I'm sorry."
"Don't be."
Sirius pushed forward, hitting just there and Remus whimpered softly. The two lovers moved against each other, Sirius finally wrapping his hand around Remus's cock and stroking him. James, in a rare performance, matched Remus's stamina and was hard for a second time in the afternoon (he was a teenager after all) and matched Sirius stroke for stroke; coming with Remus, tossing his head back against the headboard.
The two lovers fell against each other after Sirius slipped out of Remus, nestling together under the duvet. Sirius whispered something in Remus's ear, something that James couldn't quite make out.
"Prongs old boy, I know you're there."
"Moooony! You weren't supposed to tell!" James complained, tossing the cloak off himself (after cleaning himself up and doing up his trousers of course).
Remus shrugged. "He's a bright boy. He figured it out for himself. Besides. You made it fairly easy for him." Remus mimicked the soft gasps the two had heard throughout their lovemaking and James blushed all the way to the tips of his ears.
Sirius let out a bark of a laugh, drawing Remus closer to himself.
"Is this where I let you know what I think?" James asked.
Remus shrugged. "If you want. You're not joining us though."
James's face fell. "Damn. I was just about to ask..."
Remus's eyes widened. "You're not serious."
"No, but I--" Sirius began.
Remus elbowed Sirius hard in the ribs before he could say another word. "Don't even think about it. You know my threat and it still stands."
James held up his hand. "I'm serious, no pun intended. Once. Just once. The three of us."
Remus looked back and forth between his lover who had a strange smile on his face and James who looked like a kid the night before Christmas. Closing his eyes, Remus just sighed.
"I can't win."