hphalloween_mod (hphalloween_mod) wrote in hp_halloween, @ 2004-10-30 19:29:00 |
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Original poster: rillathegrape
Title: Perils of the Job
Rating: NC-17
A/N: This is for morgan_silver, who requested a strange slash pairing with smut. Hope this is strange enough. It's not quite Halloween here, but I'm not sure how much I'll be home tomorrow.
"The camera stays in the hall," the husky voice whispers as Colin slips through, closing the door behind him.
"Of course," he murmurs, mouth finding warm, bare skin, licking over buckled scars and smooth planes.
Hands pinned to the wall above his head, Colin grinds against the thigh pressing between his legs, the scent of arousal strong.
"How long... have you been working... for her?" The words are stilted. Colin's trousers hit the floor, fingers close around his aching cock.
"Skeeter? Or Lovegood?" Colin asks, his voice cracking as he's swept to the ground.
"So that's the game." The smile is feral. Colin shivers. "Pictures of the werewolf to the highest bidder."
A quick charm and his legs are free, Remus parting them.
"Full moon... on Halloween," Colin's mouth is dry as cool lubricant is slathered between his arse cheeks, "... would make a great... front page picture."
"It's dangerous," the pressure of hard, wanting cock against his hole, "following a werewolf an hour before sunset. You could be bit," one thrust and Remus is inside, "or mauled," another stroke and Colin's eyes roll back, "or ravaged."
"I'll take my chances," breathes Colin, his fear the strongest aphrodisiac of all.