Title: Interruptions Rating: nc17 Pairing: established Remus/Sirius, various combinations within Remus/Sirius/Bill/Fred/George. Wordcount: 2110 Kink(s): orgy, incest, rimming, blowjob, voyeurism, cross-gen Challenge: LMOM 2009 Summary: Getting caught doesn't always lead to bad things. Notes: me and hpsauce are fic prompting each other every day. today's is "remus/as-many-people-as-you-want - your apparition comment has given me bunnies, gala. remus and ?? are having a tender/kinky/hot-and-sweaty moment and then *pop* ??? apparates/floos/walks/flies in. sick of having to start over every time an unexpected guest turns up, remus and ?? continue on and maybe ??? could join in...along with anyone else with transparent excuses" Notes 2: i nearly had a heart attack when ij stopped working for about a half hour. i'm so glad i was able to get this up.
The first time they get caught, Sirius is pressing Remus to the white tile in the shower. The tile is cool at first against his body heated by the warm water, but it takes on his temperature and really, it's the last thing on his mind anyway. Sirius is massaging his back, slow and sweet, working all the kinks out. Only when Remus is relaxed enough that he can barely stand do the hands migrate to his arse.
Sirius kneels, and the plugged up drain makes the water whirl around his calves. Remus moans as Sirius leans in and separates his arse cheeks. Remus fucking loves it when Sirius does this, it's so rare that they have time to shower together, and that's the only time Sirius will rim him.
Then the door opens and the person 'wheews' at the cloud of steam that comes out the door. "Sorry, whoever, I really have to piss."
It's Bill's voice, and Remus and Sirius freeze, Sirius' tongue still inside him. Remus counts inside his head 1, 2, until the inevitable moment 3, 4, when Bill notices them.
"Oh. Oh! Oh, uh, er I'll just wash my hands in the kitchen, then."
Bill makes a mad dash out the door, barely giving himself time to do up his zipper. Remus winces, not sure if the eldest Weasley child will tell the rest of his family, worried about the consequences if he does. But then Sirius starts up again, and his attention goes back to where it rightly should be; his arse.
The second time they get caught, Remus is fucking Sirius. The man is nude from the waist down, back on the kitchen table. The bowl of oranges is tipped over and only two are even still on the table, the majority on the floor, with one squished and leaking under Sirius' palm.
The legs are creaking, but Remus isn't too worried about the structural integrity of the furniture because they're only a minute away from the moment of orgasm. The table only has to last a bit longer, then who the hell cares if it spontaneously combusts.
Sirius is biting on his arm to stop himself from screaming and waking up the house, but it's apparently too late. Fred- he knows it's Fred because Fred sleeps in grey ratty boxers and no shirt and George dresses for bed like he's going on an excursion to Antarctica, as witnessed in the morning at breakfast- is standing in the doorframe, never mind the fact that it's four am and no one should be awake besides the horny old men.
"Holy shit," are the first words the youth says, and Remus knows then that Bill didn't tell anyone. No one could fake being that shocked.
Remus stops thrusting into Sirius, but pulling out would only make Fred see more details, so he stays inside Sirius.
"I was just getting-" Fred waves in a circular motion that means precisely nothing to Remus.
"Well, go get it!" Sirius says impatiently.
"What?" Fred asks, automatically looking towards the speaker before looking at the floor and blushing.
"Get whatever you wanted. We'd like to finish sometime, and we can't do it with you standing here. Unless you want to join in?"
The joke is enough to get Fred moving. He takes a tall glass from the cupboard and pours himself a cup of milk. Two feet from Remus' bare back and arse he stands at the cooling cupboard and drinks quickly. It's a tall glass, so it takes Fred awhile. Only when he slams the glass down onto the counter and leaves the room does Remus begin to rock into Sirius. Fred probably isn't even all the way back to his bedroom before they're coming together, biting on knuckles so they can't be heard.
The third time they get caught, Remus and Sirius are in the Black family library. Remus is kneeling on the floor, there isn't enough room for them both on the tiny white divan. Sirius is playing with his bollocks as Remus sucks at him, tiny teasing movements with his tongue meant to drive him mad, not to finish him off.
Bill knocks at the closed door, but doesn't wait for an answer before he comes in. Remus doesn't have enough time to pull his mouth off Sirius, never mind putting pants and trousers back on.
"Oh God, not again." Bill says. He stands with his eyes closed and asks "could you maybe not fuck all around Grimmauld Place?"
Sirius gets angry, and Remus half laughs half winces in horror. "I can fuck Remus wherever I damn well please, because this is my house. And Remus can suck me off wherever he wants to because this is my house. Why the hell should I stop doing the only thing that keeps me sane?"
"Because if I see you two having sex one more time, I'm going to pounce on you." Bill blushes, freckled cheeks flushing pink. "You just, there's just something about watching you two."
Remus is hardly surprised when Sirius' response is "Why wait until next time?" he's used to his lover bringing new faces into their love life, ever since the first swingers party.
"That's cruel," Bill whispers. It's the first time Remus has seen the eldest Weasley show any type of emotion.
Sirius rises from his seat, cock wet with Remus' saliva. He walks the few steps to Bill, snogs him hard as he unbuttons his jeans. By the time Sirius is done rubbing his tongue against Bill's, the Weasley is hard, precome pooling on the slit of his cock.
"Remus, come here," Sirius murmurs, and Remus rises from the floor. He stands behind Bill, lightly nipping on his shoulders and neck while his hands rub in circles on the man's arse. He can tell when Sirius takes Bill in hand because the man thrusts forward.
"Holy fuck." The words are nearly a repeat, the voice is similar. When Remus turns his head towards the door he sees not just Fred, but George too. Fred in his underwear, George in pyjamas. Fred whispers something to George and although he's not the best reader of lips, it looks something like I told you.
"What?" Bill turns too. "Guys, no. Get out. I'm busy, I can talk to you about your business later."
"We didn't come here to discuss business." Fred has the more confidence of the two, pulling George into the room and shutting the large double doors.
"Get out!" Bill shouts.
"Sirius offered to let me join in. He should know, everyone should know that George and I don't work separately."
"Sirius clearly busy, bros."
"Why, because you're here? Have you even had sex with another bloke before?" George's first words are taunting, meant to distract Bill.
"You're only seventeen!"
"We're of age, and we've had a lot of experience with making other blokes happy."
Remus can tell Sirius is weighing out his options. Before he can choose, Bill acquiesces. "You're not to touch me."
"That's fine. We've got each other." George jokes, throwing an arm around Fred. At least, Remus thinks he's joking, until Fred presses an open mouthed kiss to George's jaw. He, Sirius, and Bill watch as the two teens tangle in a passionate embrace, each trying their best to suck the other's tongue right out of their mouth.
"Holy shit." The expression must run in the Weasley family, but it serves as a reminder to Remus that there are others in the room. He kneels down and nips Bill's left arse cheek, causing the man to push forward into Sirius' hand.
As Sirius keeps Bill busy with a series of wet snogs, George comes up behind his brother and begins to prepare him for Remus. It's like he can see with his fingers, he manages perfectly while continuing to make out with Fred. Bill thrusts backwards into George's fingers, not knowing it's his sibling getting him ready.
When George has three fingers twisting and scissoring inside his brother, he stops. He pulls away from Fred for a moment, kissing Remus on the cheek. It's a simple snog, nothing like what he'd been doing with his twin.
"Have fun," he whispers against Remus' skin, and backs away. Sirius holds Bill to him as Remus replaces George's fingers, finally getting his cock into the long haired man. He tosses Bill's ponytail over his shoulder to his chest, so Remus can resume kissing his neck. Bill hisses, squirming against Sirius.
Then Sirius leaves them, and joins Fred and George. The twins are lying on the floor, Fred sucking George's cock with a fervour Remus admires. Sirius approaches them from the side, briefly licking at George's lips before pushing him onto his side. Remus can't see Sirius pushing his way into George, but he can see the youth screwing his eyes shut, in pain even with the distraction of Fred sucking on him.
Still, it doesn't take long for George to get into it. He starts rocking back into Sirius' cock, rocking forward to gag Fred with his cock. George starts whimpering, and Remus can feel Bill shuddering at the noise. George bellows and his eyes are still closed, and Sirius keeps thrusting, interested in getting his own orgasm.
Fred crawls nude across the mahogany floor of the library until he's in front of Bill and Remus. He smiles up at Remus, white lines of come dripping down both corners of his mouth. Remus has time for two thoughts; George must have come a lot for Fred to not be able to swallow it, and Fred looks ridiculously sexy, before Fred opens his mouth and takes Bill in.
Bill automatically rocks into the wet warmth a few times before opening his eyes. "No. Fuck off Fred."
Fred's answer is to start bobbing back and forth, eyes rolled in the back of his head, looking at the two older men.
"Fred, you're my brother!" Bill pleads.
"He's my brother too," George calls from his new position on the floor, Sirius having convinced him to go on hands and knees.
Fred continues to suck Bill, and while Bill has a tension in his stance he hadn't had before, he doesn't try to make Fred stop. It isn't long before Bill groans and clenches down on Remus he comes. Between the fluttering around his cock and Fred's mouth overflowing, Remus has enough stimulation. He squeezes Bill's hips as he shoots his load into the Weasley.
Fred stands, hand wrapped tightly around his shaft. He kisses Remus' shoulder, leaving a shiny lip print, and gestures for the man to move. Remus pulls out of Bill, and still has it in him to be shocked when Fred takes his place.
Fred is shorter then Bill or Remus, but he's no less passionate. He drives into Bill with a force that makes Remus envious, an enthusiasm that Remus only remembers having when he first started sleeping with Sirius. His only shortcoming is his youth, his inability to control himself. Within a minute of entering Bill Fred holds on to his brother in the same place that Remus had, and his fingers pull against Bill's skin.
The most awkward part of an orgy is afterwards, getting redressed. It's something Remus learned a long time again, and it's still true. Bill grabs his clothes and avoids looking at either of his brothers. Fred and George sling arms around each other's waists, clearly comfortable with each other. It's Sirius they can't look at, they leave the library without saying another word.
As for Sirius and Remus, they take their clothes in hand, and walk nude together to the bathroom. After a session of group sex, taking a shower together always recentres them on each other.