Title: The Werewolf Bard – Part 16 Author: nimrod_9 Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus Kink(s): finger sucking, some licking, outdoor sex
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009 Word count: 698
Warning: Unbeta'd
Remus licked his fingers; the salt from his chip had clung to his fingers. He wasn't about to miss a morsel. "Severus, you really should try waking up, if only for the food. Tonight was fish and chips; perhaps I'll ask the house elves to try their hands at some Thai food. The tea didn't wake you, but maybe something spicy will." Remus patted his mouth with the serviette, and then munched on a few more chips. With a flourish of his tongue he said "I know exactly what this reminds me of."
"I was sitting under a tree, you know which one. It was one of your favourite spots when we were students. The tree was on the opposite side of the castle from the path to Hogsmeade. You'd sit up in the crotch and read. I never knew exactly what you were reading; strangely the covers were always obscured." Remus chuckled. "Twenty years later, I sat under that tree."
"You walked up behind me as I was finishing my lunch. It had been a roast beef sandwich with horseradish. The juices and the sauce had run over my fingers and I was busy licking it off. You startled me with your 'Really, Lupin isn't that a bit juvenile?' I turned around grinning. 'Absolutely not, Severus. It's spring and a young man's fancy has turned to..' You cut me off with a wave of you hand 'Spare me the Tennyson.' I was slightly surprised that you knew the reference, but then you are a surprising man."
"I asked you to sit. You looked pained, but sat leaning your back against the tree. I offered you a sandwich, which you took. You were going to be the death of me there. I was getting turned on as I watched you eat. Small precise bites, chewing the prescribed number of time and then a wonderful Adam's apple bob as you swallowed. I wondered at the odds of having sex on that blanket, in the open, under that tree. Then, the first saucy, juice slid down your fingers."
"I groaned and leaned over to lick your finger. You almost dropped the sandwich. "Lupin, what?' 'Severus do you have any idea what this looks like?' Your eyes widened and you switched the sandwich to your other hand. I did quite a thorough job of liking and sucking your fingers; I licked your palm for good measure. It was your turn to groan. I placed my hand on your trousers, and I found your cock nicely hard. Which was perfect, because I was hard as well."
"I attacked your other hand with gusto, as I kneaded your randy cock under my fingers. You dropped the sandwich as you watched me suck each of your fingers, as if they were each a small cock. I sucked and bobbed and licked. You were arching into my hand as I pressed down; your eyes never left your fingers. I switched back to the first hand, giving it the same caring attention I'd given the second. Finally, you tore your hand away and rocked you hips into my hand. "Suck me there.' It was a plea and a demand. Merlin it was hot!'
"I cast a quick notice-me-not charm and unbuttoned your trousers. You hadn't worn pants, at the time I didn't wonder at my exceptional luck. I sucked you down hard, letting your cock hit the back of my throat. You moaned. I treated your cock just as I had your fingers. You twisted your fingers in my hair; you needn't have done that. I hadn't wanted to be anywhere else. Your cock strained and I teased, licking your slit and around your distended cock head. There was more teasing as I played with your foreskin. You roared and I clamped my mouth over your cock; you came in a river that I happily swallowed."
"After a minute or two, you straightened your clothing. You stood up gracefully and nodded letting my name roll off your tongue. 'Lupin.' I responded with your name, my mind already racing to the next time we met, the next time we fucked, but first I need a good wank."