gala_apples (gala_apples) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-25 17:09:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: gala_apples, kink: dirty talk, remus/percy |
lmom day twenty five
Title: Letters
Rating: nc17
Pairing: Remus/Percy
Wordcount: 850
Kink(s): dirty letters
Challenge: LMOM 2009
Summary: In the aftermath of the Battle of Hogwarts, Remus gets some intriging letters.
Notes: me and hpsauce are fic prompting each other every day. today's is "remus/?? - remus keeps recieving pornographic notes from a stranger (slipped into his books, under his pillow, etc) - maybe he tries to investigate or maybe he just enjoys them"
The first letter Remus got was in a blue envelope. All members at the breakfast table were getting mail; it was fairly chaotic with ten different owls flying around in a small kitchen. The first three days had been worse, hundreds of owls swarming Harry, Ron, and Hermione. Finally, at Harry's insistence directions to a closet at the Ministry was given in the Prophet that all mail was supposed to go to.
Sighs and grumbles and scrambling for quills abounded as the letters were read. The occupants of the Burrow only wanted to let the wound of Fred heal over a little bit, but after only a week Arthur, Percy, and Charlie were being called back to their jobs. Ginny's letter was from Luna asking her over, without so much as a goodbye she apperated away. Harry and Ron were both incendioing theirs, a few letters evidently had escaped the reroute. Molly was trying to coordinate with some of the North American members of the Weasley clan to have a reunion and memorial night for those that had died since the last reunion. Hermione was painstakingly trying to remind her parents of whom she was, not yet ready to leave to Burrow and talk to them.
And Remus' letter? Well, it was porn.
There is nothing I want more then to suck you off. Your hard cock would rest heavy in my mouth as I swirled my tongue around it. With each drop of come rushing down my throat my cock would get harder until I came without you ever touching me.
Remus knew he was blushing beet red, but no one seemed to notice. He quickly folded the letter into halves, then quarters, then eighths, before slipping the tiny square into his pocket.
The second letter came much the same way, Remus silently grabbing for it whilst Arthur and Percy were very vocal about not going to work yet, and Charlie was composing a Howler saying he needed at least a week or they could stuff it altogether. Remus wasn't sure if he felt very secure about his job, or if he truly didn't care.
I want you to fuck me, my hands and knees getting chafed on the carpet, my cock hard against my belly. I want the feel of your cock filling me up, stretching me so much I think I can't take it any more, but I secretly love it. I want you to thrust so hard I start scooting across the carpet and my glasses fall off.
Remus pocketed that one too.
The third letter came the third day whilst Arthur was getting ready, having been talked into going back to work. The house was emptying, George going back to his shop for the first time, with Ron and Harry and Hermione to accompany him. Ginny still wasn't back from Luna's, and everyone seemed content to leave her alone.
I want to fuck you until you moan. I'll pull out when I'm done and suck your finish out of you. I'll pull off just as your stomach muscles tense and you'll come all over my hair, your white mixing with my red.
The fourth day Remus didn't bother to read the letter, just walked up to Percy who was in the middle of an argument with Molly. It seemed Kingsley sent his deepest regrets about Fred's passing, but needed all prior employees willing to follow the new Ministry's direction in by the end of the week, or their position would be filled or merged with another. Percy was arguing against going, but Molly was insistent that she'd be fine and the Ministry needed every good wizard and witch it could get. Percy was about to protest when Remus tapped him on the shoulder.
"We need to talk."
"Okay. My bedroom should be private enough," he said with no hint of lasciviousness. The climb up four flights of stairs went entirely too quickly for Remus' liking, who had no idea how to compose what he was thinking.
"Those were your letters," he accused the moment the door was closed.
"After only three? I thought I'd have a longer time before I was found out." Percy didn't even attempt to deny it, which gave Remus a push of courage.
"Well, man, glasses, red hair? There was really only one person it could be."
"So, would you like to do any of the things I've described?" Percy looked odd with a leer on his face, but Remus kind of liked it.
"I'll do all three in a row, after you go to work." Percy looked about to argue, so Remus pressed on. "Your mother is right, the Ministry needs everyone they can get. You need to go back, like your father."
"After I get back?"
"We'll lock ourselves in a room for the entire weekend, and live on a high protein diet." Percy smiled, nodded once, then began to change into the professional robe he'd need for work. Remus smiled back and closed the door behind him. It was about time things started to get back to normal.