Title: The Werewolf Bard – Part 15 Author: nimrod_9 Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Remus/Severus Kink(s): hermaphrodite, fleeting mention of mpreg
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009 Word count: 983
Warning: Unbeta'd
Remus sipped his tea. “You know I asked the house elves to bring your favorite. I thought the smell along might bring you around. No luck there, apparently.” He munched his chocolate croissant; it was still warm. “Now these. These were just for me. The chocolate is still just slightly oozy.” Remus chuckled softy. “You’ve told me on more than one occasion I’m just like a woman when it comes to chocolate.” Remus smirked suddenly; his eyes dance mischievously. “I wouldn’t know about being a woman, but I know someone in this room who does.”
“I’d invited you for a game of chess at Grimmauld Place. I believe you accepted because you imagined chess was a euphemism for something else. At time you arrived Harry was meeting up with a couple of the Weasleys and Hermione. You stepped through the kitchen door to be hit with a hex from both sides. Fred and George had thought Ron would be entering through that door and they were out to teach him a lesson. Your frockcoat and shirt buttons had popped at the chest, and the seat of you trousers had split. The room was deafeningly silent as you demanded they reverse the spell.”
“Naturally, they didn’t know the counter-curse since they knew it would wear off eventually. ‘If any of you speak of this you will have detention for the remainder of your academic careers.’ You glared at me and pointed your wand at my head. ‘I will not go back to Hogwarts like this. I will be taking over your room for the duration.’ You stalked out of the room and down the hall. It wasn’t your best stalk; however, you had just a little too much wiggle and a wonderfully rounded arse.”
“I looked around the room and suggested they leave for the Muggle film that Harry had insisted they see. Once they were out of the house I went to find you. Not that it was very difficult. You had gone to my room and were busy wearing a hole in my already thin carpet. You were flushed and flustered and looked quite edible. The wolf agreed. You ranted on about the impossibility of the situation and about how your trousers and shirt were ruined.”
“I reassured you that they could be mended, and in the meantime it allowed for easy access. I think that was the moment when you saw a wolfish grin cross my face. You took a small step backwards. You really were quite something like that. I used words like delicious, sexy, delectable, and you shrugged them all off. Then you nastily asked me if I would even know what to do with your new additions. Severus that taunting mouth will always get you into trouble. You knew too; you took two more steps backwards.”
“The back of your legs hit the bed and I advanced. I was, obviously, stalking you and you shivered. I told you not to worry that I wouldn’t hurt you. When I came within a parchment’s width of you, you asked ‘You like this?’ waving your hand along your torso. ‘Of course, Severus. It’s you just different.’ You snorted, and I kissed you. It was strange to feel your breasts against my chest with you cock stirring against my hip. Until that moment I didn’t realize that you were both male and female.”
“You tipped over on the bed backwards and then scuttled like a crab toward the headboard. I stalked across the bed on my hands and knees. ‘Lupin, really you must be joking. Lupin answer me!’ You sounded quite distressed. I started with your buttons. All of them the frockcoat, the waistcoat and the shirt. I kissed you once for every one of them. I kissed your mouth, chest, throat, collarbones, nipples. They were gorgeous, by the way. I kissed the fine line of hair that runs down your belly.”
“I lapped at your navel and massaged your breasts. You squirmed and gasped. I used my elbow to rub your cock as it strained against your trousers. Your next words were ‘Lupin, get your clothes off.’ I was happy to oblige; I took yours off as well. You asked ‘What happens now?’, and I replied ‘whatever you want’. You worried your lip and didn’t say anything. I rubbed my cock over you clit; it was tucked under your balls. Your cock leapt at that, and I steadied you with my hand on your belly.”
“I teased you again and again, letting my cock slide over your damp entrance as well. You rocked your hips up and I fisted your cock. You writhed and jerked. I wondered if the sensations were too much. Finally, your nails dug into my wrist. Your voice was low and rough when you whispered ‘Do it’. I looked into your eyes as I hesitated for a moment. You didn’t look away. In fact, you didn’t look away as I entered your untried bits. You were incredibly tight, but you urged me on.”
“I started to move. You begged for me to go faster. I could barely hang on as I tried fondling a breast with one hand and working your cock with the other. It was impossibly sexy and the sensations were not to be believed. I changed direction slightly pressing your balls to your clit. I could feel it then; the fluttering. You were almost there. The rhythmic contractions overtook you and you cried out. It wasn’t a moment before you were pouring yourself over your belly as well. I lost control and howled as I came inside you.”
“We were a slippery, sticky mess when we spooned together. You growled ‘If you made me pregnant Lupin, you are a dead man.’ I enjoyed the fantasy for a moment, and I ran my hand over your flat belly. We didn’t clean up until much later.”