LMOM: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 26
Title: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 26 Author: KateKintail Rating: R to NC-17 Pairing: Remus/Simon/Kaylee Kinks: Pegging, threesome, sex toys, wanking 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: 2,536 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 26
Where: Serenity When: Late May, 2518
Freedom. That’s what the Doctor had. He was constantly on the move, yes, and that was starting to take its toll on Remus, who more and more felt a desire to stay in one place longer. But Remus chalked that up to his instincts. He was supposed to find a mate, make a den, settle down, and have puppies, and one couldn’t do that when one was constantly jumping through worlds and through time itself. It suited the Doctor well, though. He was constantly in need of more adventure and discovery.
It seemed that the Doctor wasn’t the only one in need of freedom. The crew on the ship Remus and the Doctor had touched down in seemed to be making that their way of life. And they seemed strangely at ease with the sudden appearance of the TARDIS in their cargo hold. Remus didn’t feel seasick this time, either, but he quickly realized they weren’t in a ship at sea.
Outside the windows, he saw nothing but stars. And this wasn’t just a space station- it was a starship, free to explore not just a galaxy but an entire universe and beyond. It was hard not to see the desire in that.
“She’s a gorgeous ship,” Remus said. “Never been on one like it.” That was true enough. However, it was a very nice ship. There was a gentle hum in the air and the movement was smooth and steady. There was no issue with gravity, either, which was nice when walking around, though he thought zero gravity sex might be an interesting change of pace.
He sat in the galley with most of the crew, eating an incredibly disgusting meal. They were an interesting bunch, and even though Remus knew nothing at all about the culture or time, he could tell the crew was a sort of hodgepodge.
“Now I ain’t sayin’ you ain’t welcome aboard my ship,” said the captain. “I’ve got your payment and that’s good enough for me. Just don’t make waves while you’re here. Don’t go snooping or interfering with my crew.”
“You have our word on that,” said the Doctor.
The captain accepted that with a nod. “And we’ll respect your business as well, won’t we?” He said this pointedly towards the tough guy who’d been looking suspiciously at them since they showed up.
The guy rose to his feet. “Whatever you say,” he grumbled, and took off with a roll from the table. Remus felt a bit of relief at this.
The captain was probably the most handsome of the bunch, but moved on after the meal, having decided Remus and the Doctor weren’t threats; how he determined this, Remus couldn’t possibly guess, but the captain didn’t seem to want to waste much time on them. He was probably used to having and dealing with strange passengers.
“You’re old.” All eyes fell to the end of the table, where a skinny, young girl sat. She was staring at the Doctor. “Older than you look.” She looked distressed. “Which isn’t possible. Shouldn’t be possible.” She shook her head. “Last time I met you, you looked different. You were older than now. So many years.” She put her hands to the sides of her head and shook her head more.
Her brother, Simon, sitting beside her, tried to soothe her. But River wouldn’t be soothed easily. The absolutely stunningly beautiful woman got up, making apologies, and escorted the young girl out of the kitchen.
The Doctor looked uncomfortable, but accepted apologies and nothing more was said about it. Remus made a mental note to follow up with the Doctor in private about it, though. They couldn’t have the conversation now. And now Remus had other things to concentrate on, like his burning desire to cop off.
There were three other men dining there that Remus couldn’t help noticing. One was referred to as a Shepard, some kind of preacher. After his exploits with Nightcrawler, Remus thought he might be some fun. But the man seemed to have no obvious interest in Remus whatsoever. Another was obviously married to one of the women- the one who looked like she could break Remus in two without breaking a sweat. Best to avoid him, as well.
This left the ship’s doctor, Simon. Remus supposed he shouldn’t be surprised. The Doctor, Dr. Jackson, Dr. Adams, Dr. Bashir- it was beginning to be something of a thing for Remus. With the way Remus was feeling, however, he wasn’t especially choosy. Anyone would do. And Simon seemed like anyone. He was prim and proper, and spoke proper English, compared with the others at the table. So when they all finished their meal and Simon stayed to clean up, Remus lingered there with him on the pretenses of helping out.
“This is quite a ship,” Remus said, trying to make small talk.
The Doctor looked nervous. “Oh, um, yes. I suppose it is.”
Silence followed this, and Remus stood there awkwardly, drying the dishes.
Finally, Simon finished and turned to Remus. “I can’t,” he stated at once.
“Can’t?” asked Remus, confused. He hadn’t asked the man to do anything.
“I’d like to. Very much, in fact. You’ve really no idea how much I’d like to.” Remus risked a glance down and saw a bulge at the man’s crotch. “However, I’m technically involved with Kaylee now and I can’t possibly be with you as well. I’m sorry, but I’m just not that kind of man.”
Remus nodded with understanding. He supposed he’d been lucky to this point. So many trips to so many places… eventually he was bound to wind up somewhere where no one would have him. Remus wouldn’t mind jerking off alone in the head, though he’d prefer doing it with Simon. The words were out of them before he’d even had time to think them up. “You can bring her along, if you like.”
“Both of us?” Simon asked tentatively.
Remus nodded again. “We’re all adults here. If she’s willing to give it a go, I wouldn’t say no.”
Simon swallowed hard and took a deep breath. Remus could hear his heartbeat racing. “I’ll ask her,” he said, finally. There were three plates left, but he put them down in the sudsy sink water and left them there. “I’ll ask her right now.”
*
Remus sat against the pillows and headboard of Simon’s room. With River assuredly not in her room, they could close the hatch and block off the whole area for privacy. The room was small, but not the smallest Remus had ever been in, by far.
Simon sat on the edge of his bed, back to Remus, hands folded in his lap. He seemed nervous, and kept looking from Kaylee to Remus then back down to his lap. Where Simon was proper and composed, Kaylee was loose and laid back. Remus reached up and petted Simon’s shoulder. “Relax,” he advised.
“Relax,” Simon repeated, nodding. He forced himself to try.
Kaylee laughed. She mounted the bed from the bottom and kissed Simon. “Relax,” she said, as well, and her kiss made Simon’s shoulders sag. The tension and nervousness began draining out of him. Then Kaylee smiled at Remus. She began taking off her clothes, starting with the olive-grey mechanics outfit. “Don’t mind him. He’ll come around once we get started.”
Remus nodded. At that reassurance, Remus started feeling nervous. “I’ve got to be honest,” he said. “I’m gay. Always have been. I’ve never… never even kissed a woman.” Kaylee looked crestfallen, and Remus doubled back. “Not that you’re not attractive. In fact, I think you’re wonderful. But I am new to this. Thought you should knew before we started. In case you weren’t all right with it.”
Kaylee let it sink in a moment, then sighed and smiled. “Aw, shoot, Remus. Why didn’t ya just say so? Give me one second and I’ll be right back.” She popped out.
Simon seemed to relax a little when Kaylee was gone, perhaps because it was a good bet nothing would happen between him and Remus until Kaylee returned. However, Remus did not want to waste any more time. He reached around from behind and kissed Simon’s cheek. Simon stiffened, then relaxed as the pressure of Remus’ lips persisted. In fact, before the kiss was over, he let one of Remus’ hand play at his vest and button-down shirt and the other hand rest heavily on his lap.
Kaylee returned, smiling, with a small bag. “That’s better,” she said, nodding approvingly at the men. “Keep it up while I get ready, kay?”
Remus kissed again and this time, Simon kissed back. He placed his hand on top of Remus’, insisting Remus start rubbing his crotch. Remus was more than happy to comply. He also worked on undressing Simon. The rich vest, the pressed shirt, the wrinkle-free slacks- he dropped them all onto the floor, then pushed Simon down onto his back on the bed. “Touch yourself,” Remus commanded. Simon hesitated.
Kaylee helped. “Get that hand of yours in those shorts now,” she told him. “And don’t even think ‘bout stopping ‘til we tell you.” Then she blushed. “I’m an old fashioned girl, really I am,” she insisted. “Just got a couple… newfangled interests so to speak.” She pulled something out of her bag and Remus’ face glowed with a fierce grin.
“I see what you mean.”
Simon again looked from one to the other, down at the tent in his shorts, then back at Kaylee and Remus. He stroked slowly but steadily, eyes wide as he watched.
Remus and Kaylee undressed each other. Remus’ hand shook slightly from nerves, but his hard-on was relentless and insistent. Soon Simon was the only one with any clothes on, and the man stroked just a little faster.
Remus slid down to the end of the bed, carefully maneuvering around Simon, so that the two men’s heads were by each other, perpendicular. Remus bent his legs and spread them. Kaylee fastened on her toy like a belt, though it had several straps that went around the thighs as well, to keep it in place.
Her strap-on was black and purple, with ridges and a special little remote control, which she handed to Simon. Simon whimpered excitedly and took it. He tested it out, holding down the button halfway, and the dildo began to vibrate. He pushed it down all the way and it buzzed even more. Remus grinned even more.
A little lube went a long way, and soon Kaylee slid easily in and out of Remus. “Kaylee,” he whispered. “You’re fantastic.”
“Thanks!” she beamed. She cast a look over at Simon. “Not stopping, are you?”
He shook his head, still rubbing himself. After a few of Kaylee’s thrusts, Simon depressed the button slightly. Remus moaned excitedly. “That’s it,” said Simon.
Kaylee smiled. “If I’da known this turned you on so, darlin’, I woulda asked Jayne to join us ages back,” Kaylee joked to Simon.
Simon gave her a look that said he would kill her if she tried that. Having met Jayne, Remus couldn’t blame him. Remus turned his head and kissed Simon’s temple. When Simon sighed happily, Remus kissed him again- everywhere he could reach without moving and risking Kaylee sliding out of him.
Slowly, they each quickened their paces. Kaylee rocked back and forth. Simon stroked himself faster. Remus kissed more. And the vibrations increased. Remus moaned again. Kaylee laughed beautifully. Simon gasped. “Faster,” he begged. “More?”
“More,” Kaylee agreed. She went faster. Simon’s breath caught. He was close. So was Remus. Simon’s hand worked his cock so fast under his shorts. His toes curled and his arse rose off the bed as he fisted himself. He whinged and thrust and he pressed down on the button as far as it would go, unable to hold onto anything else as his body was caught in the ecstasy of the build-up.
Kaylee moved like she was dancing, her ponytails shaking back and forth. Her rhythm was constant, true, smooth. She had held onto the dildo by the base at first to help direct it, but it was strapped tightly enough to her that she didn’t need to do so, even as it vibrated. She had one hand on his balls, and one on his cock.
Remus kept kissing Simon, the soft skin against his sensitive lips. The vibrations filled him, stimulating every bit of him from the inside out. It was so intense, Remus couldn’t possibly last long.
“Yes… come on…” Simon whispered, his voice strained. “So close. Sooooo close.” He was nearly crying with the need to release. “Remus… Kaylee… please…”
Remus gasped and came, quietly but not silently. He covered his chest, his cock, and some of Kaylee’s hand with hot, white ribbons. He closed his eyes, feeling Kaylee’s hands retracting and waiting for the vibrations to end.
But they didn’t. Hypersensitive after cumming, Remus cried out and tried to pull away, but there was nowhere for him to go. “Stop,” he begged. “I’m…” but his cock was starting to harden again. He glanced at Simon, who was still rubbing himself. “Simon?” he asked.
Simon shook his head. “Need…” he said. “So close.”
“All right then,” said Remus. He pushed Simon over to make room, then slid off of Kaylee’s dildo. He missed the vibrating sensation already, though his arse still felt warm, as though it were still shaking.
Remus slid Simon’s shorts down and Simon helped him, kicking them off. Then Remus wrapped his arms around Simon, holding him close, reassuringly. “So close?” he asked.
Simon nodded, still fisting himself. “You two were so fast. I just need a little more.”
“S’all right,” said Kaylee. She circled around the bed and flopped down on her side in front of Simon. “We’ll take care of you.”
“As long as it takes,” Remus agreed. “You’re in good hands.”
With his own cum as lubricant, Remus slid into Simon from behind. He was pressed up close against the man. Kaylee kissed Simon and eased forward, the dildo rubbing up against Simon’s hard cock.
Simon was overcome. It only took him a second. Among Remus’ thrusts, Kaylee’s tender kisses, and the vibrator going at high speed, he didn’t stand a chance.
“That was terribly dirty,” Simon said, lying on his back between them.
“Aw, you loved it,” Kaylee said. She sighed, her chest rising and falling, her arm lying across her chest, hand over one breast.
“I did,” Simon agreed. “Are you certain you cannot stick around longer, Remus?”
Remus thought it over. His urge to find a mate suited for him, his urge to settle down. But here? He liked freedom, certainly, but this was too much. He was meant to wind up somewhere else. Deep down he felt that, and he knew the Doctor would say the same if Remus asked to stay here. Besides, there was no telling what this crew would say if they knew what Remus really was. And, if his count was correct, soon Remus would be transforming and there would be no getting around what he was. Wherever he settled, it had to be somewhere magical.