snapealina (snapealina) wrote in hp_may_madness, @ 2012-05-31 23:39:00 |
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Entry tags: | #madness2012, author: snapealina, kink: face shot |
Fic: Commuting
Title: Commuting
Author: snapealina
Characters/Pairing: Remus/OMC
Prompt: Love is in the air/vice
Kink: face shot
Word Count: 629
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Prompts from day 11. Desperately trying to get at least one more entry in before the month ends ;)
Remus' trousers began to feel uncomfortably tight as the lady announced Angel Road station. Only one more stop to go. As the train pulled out of the station, Remus lowered the newspaper to hide his erection. He could almost set the time after his cock now.
As the train started getting closer to Ponders End he started to get annoyed with the man standing right in front of him. He could hear the annoying phrase "Love is in the air" coming from his earplugs, but more importantly, he was blocking his view. Remus stretched his neck to get a clear view of the window as the train pulled into the platform.
There he was.
The dark blonde stranger stood exactly where he always stood. As the train stopped, he lowered his paper too and his eyes searched the train.
Their eyes met, like they did every morning at exactly 7.36 (as long as the train wasn't delayed, Remus really hated those days). Neither of them smiled, nodded or did anything. They just stared at each other.
As the stranger's train pulled into the platform, their eye contact was broken and Remus moaned slightly.
He didn't know what it was about this man, but something had happened to him the third day he had seen him. On the first day, Remus had simply looked out the window to look at the group of people standing there waiting for their train. He had laid his eyes on a handsome bloke with dark blonde hair, falling on his shoulder just standing there reading his paper. As the man had looked up, Remus had looked away quickly, embarrassed that he was caught staring.
The second day, Remus jumped a bit when he recognized the man from the day before. He stood in the exact same spot. This time, Remus was careful to not get caught and let his eyes flicker, but constantly come back to the stranger.
The third day, Remus found himself looking for the man. And this time, he didn't care that he was staring. The man stared back and refused to look away until his train blocked their view.
They'd had this morning ritual ever since, and Remus found himself having regular dirty dreams at night about this man he knew nothing about. In some dreams, the man turned out to be a successful business man called Peter, in others a carpenter called Jack. Or maybe he was Mark, the actor/model or Simon the fire man. The only thing consistent in his dreams was how they always ended up behind the station building with Remus' face covered with the other man's come.
Remus couldn't quite explain his obsession with this man, but he was glad that his commute to work was as long as it was, because it took him quite a few stops before he had calmed down enough to remove his newspaper.
After yet another wet dream the following night, Remus decided to do something about it. That morning he got up early and went on an earlier train. He got off at Ponders End and stood on the platform waiting for him.
At 7.31, the man came walking, and Remus' heart skipped a beat. He couldn't believe what he was about to do, but he walked up to the man, stood right beside him and whispered "hi". The man turned abruptly and looked absolutely taken aback when he saw who it was.
The man might have turned out to be a quite boring shop keeper called John, he liked cats better than dogs, and he had the most annoying voice Remus had ever heard, but as Remus wiped the sticky white mass off his face he found that at least some parts of dreams could come through.