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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: odogoddess, kink: fingering, kink: food smut, kink: nipple play, kink: rimming, remus/severus |
LMoM#18 by odogoddess - Sometimes clear is cloudy
Title: 14 Dec 1975 - Sometimes clear is cloudy
Author: psyfic
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): biting, nipple play, rimming, fingering, prostate play
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Word count: 1,200
Author's note: I only just noticed the Potter Prophet has been listing these, but on some days, it lists my LMoM entries as wips (and rightly so) and some days as "one-shots," which they are not. If you are reading this for the first time , please go to the first entry and start reading there. Otherwise, this saga may not make any sense at all. Thanks!
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
The Meek is up to something.
Ever since he wanted to be pissed on, he's backtracked and the last two times we've met he's all on about wanking and sucking and saying that's enough for him. Like he thinks I'll be scared because he wants a piss party now and again.
It's just a bit of fun, a bit of rough. I'm not bent, but I'm not stupid, either. You do or get done by.
Like Lucius said, it teaches you about your own responses and later, when you marry, you'll know how to please yourself if your wife doesn't please you. Wizards live a long time and we age more slowly than Muggles so we can have sex a lot longer than they can. I know the Headmaster's over a hundred and word is he still lifts his staff on the occasional week end.
My mates have a bet going he sticks it to the four-eyed cat, but I think he's doing Flitwick. All the Head's lavender robes and F's 'swish and flick' shite. If those two don't have a pash I'll suck Hooch's dick.
RJL here.
I just managed last night not to bite S. I wanted to. Not hard, but I wanted to taste him.
It's starting. I'm already getting more hair down there and I feel stronger. I don't want to scare him, but more than that, i don't want to hurt him.
When this time comes though, sometimes I don't care. It's foolish meeting tonight, as I'm itching and randy, but I can't NOT do it, either. I feel like I could spunk all night. I hope he's okay with more than two go's.
We're meeting in the Greenhouses. He's got a special OWL's project and asked Prof Sprout's permission to babysit it as needed.
I learnt a spell from Frank. He's studying to become an Auror and he learnt how to Disillusion himself. He showed me and I was able to do it on my fifth try. So if the Prof or Pringle or anyone comes in I can make myself scarce and S can say he's checking his project.
I am the Half-Blood Prince.
Something is up and it's in Meek's kegs.
My dick is raw and I'm covered in ruddy bite marks from the sick little fuck.
He was on me as soon as he showed up, like a beater to the bludger. Wanking and thigh-fucking, he bit and licked my neck and nips until I wanted to scream and damn near rogered me as he came. I could feel his cock head against my bumhole as he jismed.
That's closer than I want to get to the Meek or any Gryffindor. I can't stop Lucius or any of his Pureblood friends, but I'm not letting a Gryff fuck me.
He said he'd clean me as I couldn't aim my wand well enough to get his spunk off the back of my bollocks and out of my crack. Then he LICKED ME CLEAN! Sick fuck! I only do that in the tub, after I've made sure a fellow's clean back there.
That and I've not seen him so randy before. Must be the full moon. Brings out the animal in some people. Leastwise that was what my mother always said. I trust my mother.
After he'd finished round the back, he started sucking on me like he was poisoned and my dick had the antidote. Even after I'd shot he kept sucking and I had to practically hex him off me.
'What is it with you tonight?' I asked him.
'I'm sorry! I just... I've been horny all day,' he said, like I couldn't figure that out.
'Well, if you want another go later, you can't suck off my dick,' I told him.
He bloody kissed it and my bollocks! Like they were the lips of his love.
I almost told him to get the fuck out, but he behaved himself afterwards. I worked on my project, dripping the special potion I'd made onto the Moondrop Marigolds I was cultivating, and he left me alone.
I could hear him behind me, though. He was wanking, the randy little fuck.
I wasn't sure I could have another go, but I'd already said he could, so I turned around to say so and he was fucking one of the winter gourds!
Whilst Reg had showed me an appreciation for pumpkins, I'd never done one by myself.
When he saw me looking, he shot and so much ran out I pushed him back to sit and drew my wand. I checked him for hexes, but there didn't seem to be any. I was about to check for curses when he got up on his hands and knees.
'Fuck me.'
Bugger it, but I wasn't ready. First time I could have a go without wondering what price I'd pay for it and I'd bagged the snitch already so my game was over.
'You done it before?'
He shook his head and wriggled his arse.
I knelt down and summoned the hand salve Sprout keeps in each greenhouse.
'I'm not on for it now,' I told him. 'But I'll do something else and maybe next time, we can have a go.'
'Please,' he whined. 'Do anything!'
I got some hand salve on my fingers and told him, 'You're lucky I'm not like some I know -- I won't fuck you dry. You should have a care for your arse.'
He pushed it higher up and I shoved two fingers in to show him. The greedy little fuck moaned and I could see him getting hard again. Damn, but I think he's cursed. I just hope it's not catching.
I pulled my fingers out and rubbed along his bumhole. Lucius used to do this and I know how nice it feels.
Meek ate it up like candy. 'More!'
I pushed those two fingers back in and slid them around until I found his man gland. Then I took his cock in hand and rubbed back and forth over his gland until he screamed and spunked all over the moaning begonias.
'I think you've been cursed.' I took my wand and began cleaning my hands.
He turned around and stared at me, scared now.
'What do you mean?'
'It's not normal for any boy to jizz so much. Even when they're just starting to wake up spunking the bed.' I pointed out, 'You shot more than you did a bit ago and this is your third go.'
He looked worried for a moment, then he seemed to relax.
'I bet it's something Sirius put in my pumpkin juice. He told me 'bottoms up' as I drank it this morning, which made me wonder, but I was so thirsty I drank it anyway.'
I finished cleaning my hands and set my wand down.
'More fool you to trust that lot, especially him.'
'He's not so bad.'
'He'd as soon kick my arse as look at me," I told him. 'If I was on fire he'd take tickets.'
I could tell he disagreed, but I knew I was right. Sirius Black will either be the death of me, or I of him, some day. And I have no plans to die on account of that arse.
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