psyfic (psyfic) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-09 23:47:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: odogoddess, kink: dream sex, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus alone |
LMoM #9 by odogoddess - 1 Nov 1975
Title: 1 Nov 1975
Author: psyfic
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus
Kink(s): wet dream, wanking
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 1770
1 Nov 1975
RJL here.
Mme P says I've gained 4kg. 'Keep this up and you'll get out of here soon.'
She told Snape he could go tomorrow, which means one more night I might sneak a look at him and Regulus.
Lily came by with a note from J, S and P. I tore it up. She seemed really sad. She said 'You should at least hear what they have to say.'
'Some things are unforgivable,' I told her.
'It sounded like they were just trying to help.'
I could feel my face growing hot. They had TOLD her?
'If you know, then you know what they did was wrong!'
'All I know is what I've heard them whispering about at meals or in the Common Room. I really don't know anything, but I can guess.'
She hesitated, then asked me, 'Remus, are you a vampire?'
Her voice had dropped low to ask, but it wouldn't have mattered, because I laughed so hard Mme P came in to see what was going on.
'Well, if you're feeling that good, maybe I should let you go earlier.'
Lily looked pleased, but I got serious right away. I wasn't ready to go back to the dorm. I didn't want to face the guys. I didn't want to think about what had happened, and Lily had reminded me.
'I'm sorry,' I told Mme P, 'Lily told me something funny that happened.'
'Yes, well, keep it down. You're not the only patient in here.' Mme P went over to Snape's bed. He sat glaring at us, with a very sour expression.
'No,' I whispered to Lily, 'no, I'm not a vampire.'
'It's just' she said, 'you're so pale and thin, and food's been making you sick, and I thought, maybe you're not getting enough, you know, blood.'
I could suddenly smell it as she spoke -- the room in the shack, the dying goat, the dust and blood and spunk -- and I began to sick up again.
RJL again.
Well, my worry that P, J and S would try to come see me turned out to be for nothing. Mme P banned all visitors after this morning's incident.
Poor Lily went away crying. Snape hasn't stopped glaring at me. I don't think I've ever felt more miserable. I'm not the only one having a bad day. A little First Year Slytherin I don't recognize came by to tell Snape that Regulus got detention.
That might have upset me before, because watching them together is very exciting, but right now wanking is the furthest thing from my mind.
RJL again.
J, S and P are IDIOTS! Well, it's their own stupid fault!
It was past curfew and I was sound asleep, when I felt something touch my leg. Then something poked my belly. By that time, I had opened my eyes, and something poked my nose. I knew it was them, of course. James goes about with that cloak of his - I think it's made of demiguise hair, but no one can see anything through it, so it's very well constructed.
'What are you doing here?'
'SHH!' James put his hand over my mouth, and I could have bitten him, I was so mad.
'Get off me!' I slapped his hand away.
'Be quiet, guys!' Peter pleaded.
'I won't! I said I didn't want to see you. Now go away!'
The light turned on in Mme P's office, and before the three could get back under the cloak, Snape's voice boomed, 'PETRIFICUS TOTALIS!'
Mme P came rushing in, just as the three fell on the floor like statues.
'What on earth? What's going on here? Why aren't you boys asleep?'
Snape stood barefoot in his ratty-looking nightshirt, wand pointing and eyes triumphant. My heart sped up a little faster.
'I knew it,' he said 'I thought I heard voices, and it was these three sneaking in to get this one so they could all go skulking about the castle.'
Mme P stared at the three. She lifted her wand, but Snape said, 'No, don't. I insist the Headmaster be called. If you release them, they'll be gone before he can come.'
Mme P seemed outraged at his tone, but must have thought what he said made sense, because she went bustling back to her office. Snape glared at me.
'Now you'll finally get what's coming to you.'
'I was asleep! I didn't do anything!' But he kept his wand on me all the same, until Professor Dumbledore arrived.
It was not Snape's lucky day. The Headmaster released them, put his hands up to silence everyone, because everyone started talking at once, and studied each of us in turn. To my surprise, he looked at me and said, 'Mr. Lupin, would you be so kind as to explain what's happened here tonight?'
'That's not fair, he's their friend!'
Mme P looked outraged at Snape speaking this way to the Headmaster, but Dumbledore merely said, 'I will listen to everyone, Mr. Snape, rest assured. Now, Mr. Lupin?'
'I was asleep,' I was about to say when I felt something invisible touch me, and realized it was my stupid friends under their stupid cloak, but suddenly found I didn't want to get them in trouble. I just didn't want to SEE them. So instead, I said, 'I heard a strange noise and it woke me up and it was James, Sirius and Peter.' Before I could go on, Sirius stepped up.
'That's right, sir. Remus has been sick a long time, and we just wanted to see how he was doing. Mme Pomfrey hasn't let him have any visitors.'
Peter said, 'That's right, sir! One of our classmates came to see him this morning, or tried to, but Remus was sick.'
And James finished by saying, 'When we heard that, we just wanted to come by and cheer him up.'
'We did want to come earlier, sir,' Sirius added suddenly in his butter-wouldn't-melt voice, 'but we all had a lot of homework to finish and lost track of time doing it and so we felt bad you see, about not making it in time to see Remus here, during regular visiting hours.'
Professor Dumbledore's expression did not change. 'I see,' he said. He turned to Snape. 'Very well, Mr. Snape, if you would be so kind as to tell us your side of the events?'
Snape looked sour. 'It doesn't matter what I saw or didn't see, Headmaster; it's after curfew, and they're not in Gryffindor Tower, where they belong, but waking people up in the Infirmary.'
James and Sirius sneered at him, unseen by either Mme P or Dumbledore. The Headmaster nodded. 'Quite right, quite right.' He turned back to the rest of us. 'While your desire to visit your sick friend is laudable, Mr. Snape is quite right in that you should not be out of bed past curfew. Ten points from Gryffindor, and back to bed with you. I'm sure Mme Pomfrey will tell you when your friend can receive visitors, and if he cannot, I am sure there is a very good reason. You wouldn't want Mr. Lupin to overtire himself, would you, and perhaps extend his stay in the Infirmary?'
They all shook their heads and agreed.
'Then back to Gryffindor Tower with you, and don't dawdle.'
The three hurried off, and I felt relieved. The Headmaster turned back to Snape. 'Mr. Snape, I'm sure you are aware that even a Prefect is not allowed to stupefy or petrify a miscreant at this school. Taking down their names and reporting their misdeeds is sufficient. Twenty points from Slytherin, for using unjustified force against a fellow student. Now, both of you boys get back to bed.'
He hurried off as Snape stood, fuming. Mme P watched until we both got into bed. Snape nearly tore his bedside curtains to shut himself off from the rest of the room. I sighed. I had a feeling it was going to be a long night.
Snape stood barefoot in his ratty-looking nightshirt, wand pointing and eyes triumphant. My heart sped up.
'It's your turn, Gryffindor,' he said in his low, dirty voice, the one he used with Regulus when they were together.
I got hard as a stone and I noticed Snape was tenting out his nightshirt. I lay back in bed, watching him approach. He kept his wand on me the whole way, as if he was stalking me.
My nostrils flared and I could smell him, sweat and musk, the ripe, heavy smell of the hair that surrounded his rigid cock. I began to sweat as I nodded. Yes, I wanted to say. Yes, please.
'I want you,' I said. 'I want you, Severus.'
His eyes narrowed and he stood by my bed now, studying my body. He stared at my crotch which felt hugely swollen.
'I can see that,' he said softly, before bending over to kiss me, his black eyes gleaming.
His lips were cool and soft and the hand he wasn't holding the wand with cupped me, my hard aching prick and I nearly screamed at how good it felt.
I woke up spunking hard, sweating and gasping.
It wasn't morning yet. The sky outside the window was full of stars.
'What are you on about?'
I blinked and looked over to Snape who was peering around the curtain and frowning at me. 'You called my name. Then you... cried out.'
'I was asleep,' I said, feeling my face burning now. 'I'm sorry I woke you.'
Snape scowled. 'Bloody Gryffindors.'
He let the curtain fall and disappeared behind it. I heard his bedsprings squeak as he got back into bed. The sound reminded me of the night Regulus tried rub off against him.
I groaned as my cock stiffened again, wet and eager. I was glad he could not see it.
I got my wand and tucked it under my pillow, turning on my side away from Snape.
Then I reached down and began to wank as quietly as I could.
I thought of the dream as I did and when I got to the part where dream Snape began to kiss and touch me, I came so hard I had to bite my pillow to keep from crying out.
I barely had enough energy to use my wand to clean up before I fell asleep, remembering those gleaming black eyes.
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