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LMOM: Late Bloomer 31/31
Title: Uniforms (LMOM 31/31)
Author: gryffindorj
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 944
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Kinks: alpha remus,bondage, fetish (uniforms)
Challenge: LMOM '08
A/N: My thought when I jumped into to this was that I would write a story about Remus's loss of the last bit of his innocence and then turn into James being the one who would need help. I did that a little bit I think but I think the story ended up being the many versions of alpha remus and how Sirius blew him. When I repost it I will most likely do away with the "late bloomer" title. Thanks for everyone who read and their support! Enjoy!





The light from the torch outside their door cast shadows across Sirius as he stood back lit in the doorway. He pulled out his wand to light the unlit torches in their room.

"Don't," Remus said from the where spot he sat, shadowed in the darkness of the room.

"Moony, what are you doing?" Sirius asked.

"Close the door," Remus said back.

"Why's it all dark-"

"Close. The. Door." Remus's voice was calm, but firm.

He heard Sirius give his pleased little laugh as the door clicked behind him. He could hear Sirius slowly moving towards him.

"Stop," Remus said before he got too far. He flicked his wand igniting the table lamp closest to Sirius. He straightened his posture in the light. He brushed his fringe from his forehead, giving Remus the 'I know you want to fuck me twenty different ways' look.

"Take off your robes and only your robes," Remus said. Sirius slid the black fabric from his shoulders; let it hang by his biceps for just a moment. Then he let it slide off of him, the robes puddling around his feet. Sirius stood in his trousers, shirt and tie. He looked taller, his legs longer with out the robes on. Remus slid his hand down his stomach to his hard prick, taking it in his hand as he thought about those legs spread wide for him.

"I can see you touching yourself," Sirius said.

"Good. Now take off your tie."

Sirius reached for his right collar button and flicked it open; he then reached over doing the same to his left. He slid his index finger into his Windsor knot. Sirius held the gold and crimson tie between his thumb and forefinger pulling the knot free inch by inch. Remus moaned as he heard the whisper from the silk rubbing as the tie loosened. Sirius gripped the wider part of the undone tie, pulling it free from his collar. The brush of the white cotton shirt and the striped silk tie seduced Remus every second it lasted.

Holding the tie straight in front of him, Sirius opened his hand allowing the silken garment to float to the floor. Remus rubbed himself harder as he thought to pick up the tie later to bind Sirius to the bed with it.

"Your shirt. Slowly," Remus commanded.

Remus could feel his breath catch with each flick of the buttons. The sound of the clothes releasing with the view of Sirius's smooth skin becoming clearer and clearer made Remus's blood rush. Sirius let his shirt hang open, revealing his hard body, as he pulled the buttons free on his cuffs. He then let the shirt slide from his shoulders and off his body. Remus thought about touching the broad chest, caressing his smooth belly. Or perhaps tasting it with his mouth.

"Rub your nipples while you, undo your belt," Remus said next.

Sirius gave his half grin brushing his fingers across each nipple until it became hardened under his touch. He undid his belt, pulling it away from his trousers. The buckle clanked on the ground as it dropped. Remus would have to remember that was also available to bind Sirius.

"You're so hard," Remus said. "I can see the outline of your cock pushing on your trousers. Take them off, I want to see you naked."

Sirius did as he was told, as well as removing his shoes and socks as he dropped his trousers. His tall lean body looked like an angel's in the fire light. Perfect skin but with an orange glow from the flame. Maybe more of a beguiling devil.

He was indeed hard. Remus could see the shine of precome on his prick.

"Stand there," Remus commanded. He watched Sirius, studying every inch of the body he knew every bit of already. Remus stroked himself thinking of the wicked things he had done to it and would do to it.

Remus took his hand away from his prick, he wanted to fuck Sirius, now.

"On the bed," Remus said standing, revealing himself more fully as he stepped from the shadow.

Sirius obeyed, laying on his back, legs open and ready. Remus picked up the belt and tie on his way over to Sirius.

"I'm going to tie you up. You aren’t doing anything for yourself. You won’t come till I touch you. Or maybe you won’t come at all," he said taking Sirius's right hand and binding it with the tie. He moved to bind his left with the belt.

Sirius moaned and thrust his prick against Remus as he lined himself with Sirius's entrance.

Remus fucked Sirius with deliberate intent. Savoring every slide of his cock in his hot wet arse. Sirius was perfect, begging and mewling under him.

He waited till the very final moments to touch Sirius's cock. Remus stroked his prick, urging it's release. Sirius held to his binding with a white knuckled grip cursing and praising Remus as he came, his arse clenching around Remus's cock was the final moment for Remus. He screamed "Sirius" as he came and came in his lover's arse.

Laying in a sweaty tangle together Remus flicked his wand to free Sirius's arms.

"Why the striptease?" Sirius asked rubbing his wrists but not complaining.

"Wanted the last time I saw you in your school uniform to be a memorable one," Remus grinned.

"I'll keep two sets round the flat for us," Sirius said kissing Remus.

"Why two?"

"You aren't the only one with a uniform kink." Sirius punctuated his point by pushing his already hardening prick up against Remus's hip. Remus responded by doing the same with his.