katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-22 00:27:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: katekintail, kink: bondage, kink: humiliation, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/crossover character |
LMOM: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 22
Today, my computer died. Thankfully, I have a laptop from work, but still... BAD timing computer. That's where my master list of fandoms I planned to use for the rest of the month was! *cries*
Anyway, before the comp crashed, I wrote this to coincide with a certain movie's release today! Still can't believe I actually wrote this! O_O
Title: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 22
Author: KateKintail
Rating: R to NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Ned (real historical figure, fictional representation- no harm intended!)
Kinks: BDSM
Disclaimer: Not my characters or world. Just my creative juices. Please don’t sue. I don’t make a dime from this.
Summary: New Companions all around! Remus is in heat and in need of more things than sex…
Word Count for this part: 2,829
Notes: I’m in way over my head this year for pervy_werewolf’s Lusty Month of May. Any feedback you’ve got for me would be useful. Also, this is completely unbetaed, because of time constraints. Sorry!
Part 22
Where: Somewhere in the Middle East
When: 1920
“Of course it would have to be snakes.” Remus said, reluctantly lowering himself down the rope after the Doctor. He looked up at the young man at the top of the crevasse and saw only the characteristic brim of the hat disappearing over the side. Indy hadn’t exactly been thrilled to take on this part of the adventure either. Apparently between an army of rebels and a fifty-foot deep pit with snakes at the bottom, Indiana Jones chose the former.
“Not a snake fan?” the Doctor asked, dropping down onto a ledge and holding tight to the rope to help Remus down beside him.
“No,” Remus said curtly. Though Remus wasn’t fond of them because they were the symbols of Slytherin house, it was Snape who was ultimately responsible for Remus’ clear hatred of snakes. Remus had to admit the prank the Marauders had played on him more than justified Snape’s move to jinx the showers in the Quidditch locker room into spitting out snakes instead of water. But that didn’t make the scaly, hissing, surprise any better for Remus that day when Remus and Sirius had attempted to celebrate a Gryffindor team win with a little shower sex. Trouser snakes Remus could deal with, but real ones? “Not much of a fan, no.”
The ruins were old and unsteady, and Remus hadn’t wanted to risk Apparating down in case the ledge wouldn’t hold them. If he’d been knocked out, they would have no way to escape. And Remus shuddered to think of himself as snake food. But, then, he refused to let the Doctor go down alone. “Got your notebook?” Remus asked. He held his wand up. “Lumos!”
The Doctor had it out already and began scribbling while Remus jotted down notes in his own book. Before them was a portion of a detail-rich carving. There were symbols and representative pictures, and Remus suddenly wished he’d done better in Ancient Runes back at school. “This will take forever,” Remus said, looking down at his notepad with half a dozen squiggles drawn on it and then gazing at the wall with what was probably a few thousand.
“Do you have a better solution?”
Remus thought for a moment, then nodded. He remembered the mapping charm the Marauders had used a few times to copy portions of books over or to get a proper, realistic likeness down on paper; they’d used it on the Marauders’ Map in order to get the dimensions of the school right and all. And now... if he was careful... “Take hold of my arm,” Remus suggested.
“But, Remus--”
“Just do it,” Remus insisted. “Please. I’ve got this.”
The Doctor tucked his notebook back in his pouch, then gripped Remus’ arm quite tightly. Remus took a deep breath and leaned forward, wand in one hand pointed out towards the carving, notebook tightly clutched in the other. If he dropped his wand it would be lost to him, for he wasn’t going to go down there in a sea of snakes for it.
“Steady... steady...” the Doctor repeated. “Keep your balance.”
Remus leaned forward even more, just the side of one foot on the ledge still. “Cartigary!” Light shot out from the wand, blinding the two, but bathing the carving. Squinting, almost unable to see, Remus touched the tip of the wand- still attached to the glowing brightness- to the paper. It linked the two, and symbols began appearing on the page automatically. Unfortunately, the spell created a bit of a jolt, a sort of kick-back, and Remus lost his footing.
For a brief second, he felt nothing beneath him, then arms wrapped around him, pulling him, holding him, practically choking him and cutting off his circulation the way they were gripping parts of him. But he found solid footing again and sighed with great relief, burying his face in the Doctor’s shoulder, their arms wrapped around each other, all three hearts beating like mad.
“Did you... get it?” the Doctor asked, still a little out of breath from the shock of what had almost occurred.
Remus looked down, being careful as he took a step back from the Doctor. He checked the notebook. The first page was filled with tiny markings. He thumbed through the next few pages. “Looks like it’s all here.”
The Doctor smiled. “Well, that was relatively painless.” He reached out for the rope, still dangling down, and suddenly it went slack in his hand. The heavy rope started tumbling down, and the Doctor immediately let go. They watched it fall, like a snake, down into the pit. “Uh-oh.”
They heard fighting up above, and suddenly a body fell straight down. Remus and the Doctor flattened themselves against the wall of the chasm as it passed them. Then they looked down to see it hit the soft cushion of snakes, probably crushing quite a few. But others immediately slithered over the body, moving in so quickly that suddenly only snatches of clothes could be seen amidst the snakes. Remus shuddered and looked up. There was no telling what was happening above or how their friend was faring.
Remus swallowed. He knew they weren’t completely trapped... but without knowing the situation, he wasn’t sure he wanted to risk exposing magic and them by Apparating up there. He turned to the Doctor. “In case we don’t make it out of this... I just wanted to say thank you. You’ve saved me in so many ways and you’ve taken me to see such incredible things over the last few weeks. And... I’m sorry.”
“I’ve enjoyed having you along for the ride, Remus,” the Doctor replied. “You have nothing to be sorry for.”
Shaking his head, “I’ve made things... difficult between us. That night in my dormitory... I should never have asked. You’re not... you shouldn’t have had to see me like that- either of me.”
The Doctor smiled. “I’ve been doing this for a long time, Remus. You’ve showed me a lot that I’ve never seen before. But that night there wasn’t anything new to me. I know what you get up to on our stops and all I care about is seeing you enjoy yourself.”
“But that was different. You were right there when I was...” Remus’ cock twitched in his pants, despite his best efforts. It was hard to be in heat and discussing sex without getting hard. “I’m so sorry for putting you in that position and for making it awkward between us.”
The Doctor shook his head. “I was happy to be able to be there for you and share in your healing. That has nothing to do with...”
Remus hung on his words. “Nothing to do with what?”
Shaking his head, the Doctor clapped his hands to Remus’ cheeks and kissed the man reassuringly. He pulled away, looking serious. “We’ll talk about it some time when we’re not in mortal peril.”
Remus nodded. “But, my dear Doctor, when will that be?”
The Doctor smiled. “Take us up.” He wrapped his arms around Remus.
“Are you sure we should risk that?”
“Absolutely,” he answered, nodding. “Indy’s going to need our help.”