gala_apples (gala_apples) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-31 18:19:00 |
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lmom day thirtyone
Title: Stories
Rating: nc17
Pairing: Remus/Sirius, Remus/James, Remus/Peter, Remus/Sirius/James/Peter
Wordcount: 2319
Kink(s): DIRTY TALK, wanking, voyeurism, exhitionism, oral sex, facials, alcohol use, public sex, first time
Challenge: LMOM 2009
Summary: The other Marauders notice Remus doesn't date, they go out of their way to find out why, and it all snowballs from there.
Notes: I FINISHED!!! also, me and hpsauce are fic prompting each other every day. today's is "remus/marauders - dirtytalk - in which the marauders play a game of 'if i could, i would...' to help remus get over his confidence issues...and the rivalry between them gets a little too much...leading the claims to quickly rise from romantic to really damn kinky..."
Remus doesn't know what's going on, but he knows his friends roles in it. James is the planner. Sirius is the moneyman. Peter is the motivator.
Remus can see James plotting, he's not subtle in the least. As always with a prank, he writes out notes on a scrap of parchment. James will have everything settled in his head before burning the paper to ashes. If Remus really wanted to, he could accio the paper and find out exactly what James is doing, but he never does. James talks to Sirius first, because he always gets an opinion that's as enthusiastic as his own before bringing it up to Remus or Peter. He claims their lethargy is pressing him to grow up, a diatribe of Lily's. He believes it's not that you have to stop fooling around, you just have to not get caught.
Their pranks tend to involve some sort of purchased item, a potion or a catalyst. Sirius is the one with the full moneybag, thanks to Uncle Alphard, so he takes care of whatever they need. Remus doesn't know what he's getting, but when he hears the noises of Sirius opening James' trunk for the invisibility cloak he knows that he has to go to Hogsmeade for it. Remus stays awake as long as he can, to hear the door slam of Sirius coming back, but he drifts off before Sirius returns.
Often by the time James' plan is set in motion, he's lost interest in it. Peter's the one to remind James of how awesome the idea is. This time, the evening of the morning that Sirius comes back, Peter's the first to take a sip from Sirius' flask.
And Remus? His job is to be petrified that his friends will drop him and go along with any prank willingly. Even though he's nervous he drinks up because to not do it would be tantamount to saying he doesn't trust the Marauders. The liquid tastes sour, not nearly masked by the pumpkin juice Sirius has added.
Remus waits for something to happen, but nothing. No one turns into anything, no one has any physical reaction. The only thing that leads Remus away from thinking it didn't work is James isn't throwing a fit and Sirius still looks confident. Bored, Remus goes back to his bed to start his Transfigurations essay.
After about five minutes, James calls out from his bed "Hey Sirius, did you really have sex with Tiffany and Marlene?"
"Sort of, they let me watch them going at it."
Remus has a bad feeling. For Sirius to admit he didn't actually participate in the threesome he's been bragging about for the entire term, it has to be veritaserum. The question is, what does James so badly want to know?
"Hey Remus? Why haven't you had sex yet?"
"Because I'm ugly and no one would be attracted to me." the words just spill out, and Remus almost feels relief for letting them out. At least now they'll stop bothering him to go on dates. He hates asking, he can feel the girls' pity radiating from her before she agrees. "That was the big question? You went to all this trouble to ask me about my sex life?"
"Essentially." The trouble with veritaserum is while you can't lie, you can evade. It's blatantly obvious James is avoiding and Remus isn't about to put up with it. If he has to answer awkward questions, so does James.
"What's the other reason?"
"I'm trying to figure out what you want in a relationship so I can seduce you. Oh bugger."
Remus is shocked, and he has a feeling things are going to get worse before they get better.
"Hands off Potter. I saw him first!"
"Don't be a git Padfoot. We've all been roommates for seven years, no one 'saw him first'. And I bet he'd have the most fun with me anyway." Peter grins.
"Oh yeah?" Sirius snorts.
"Yeah!" Peter affirms.
For the first time ever, Remus has just witnessed Peter not backing down to Sirius. Over the topic of the three of them all wanting him, for Merlin's sake!
"Sod this. Let's just play I would if I could, and Remus can decide which one of us he wants."
Remus would love to inform them they're all arrogant bastards and he doesn't want to bed any of them. Unfortunately, the veritaserum doesn't allow for lies. The idea that he's wanted sexually is a revelation to him and right now he'd have sex with any of them.
"Good idea. I'll start." Sirius demands. James and Remus roll to their sides to look at the speaker, and Peter sits up.
"So, I'm on my bed, bored. I slowly slip my hand down my trousers, right? And I'm not even hard yet, but I start touching myself because there's nothing else to do, and it'll at least take ten minutes off my hands-" Sirius undoes his buttons and starts to slowly wank.
"Hey, we didn't say we're going to demonstrate! There's no need to be queer about this!" James protests. Remus thinks it's funny that James is flipping out over Sirius touching himself in front of the rest of them, when they're currently having an argument about who would be the best lover.
"And you didn't do it in proper format." Peter pitches in.
"Both of you are plonkers. We didn't say we couldn't demonstrate. And you're a picky bastard, Wormtail. I would start to wank. Wrap my fingers around my prick, and start jerking. I always respond quickly, I get hard and then the head starts to leak and the wanking gets easier."
Remus can't look away from Sirius' hand, he wonders if the ring the teen always wears is rough against his cock, or if it's cold.
"As I'm about to come, Remus comes into the dorm. I should be swearing and covering up and Remus should be looking away, but I don't stop and he walks over to the bed. He touches my thigh, he's got cold hands, and I come hard, it sprays all over my stomach and chest and I even get a bit on my face. Remus doesn't say anything but he bends over and starts to lick up all my come. Some of it smears on his face, he's got my come on his chin and cheekbones. He looks like such a sexy little whore that's I almost start getting hard again."
Remus wants to protest against being a whore, but to tell the truth he kind of likes being called one. It's not much of a moral battle before he sticks his hand in his own robes. If Sirius can do it, why not him?
"When he gets off the bed, his face is wet and sticky, and he's walking towards the loo to wipe himself up. He's such a good Samaritan he's helped me out without expecting anything. It doesn't seem fair, so I quickly get up and grab him by the hips, then fall to my knees. I hike up his robe and start sucking on his cock. It's the first time I've had one in my mouth, but he seems to like it, his hips start canting back and forth."
It occurs to Remus that Sirius has drunk the veritaserum, and so he's telling the truth about never sucking cock before. It's surprises him, he would have thought of Sirius as having sex with anyone he wanted, of either gender. He has the urge to actually put his cock down Sirius' throat, but it wouldn't be fair to James or Peter to not listen to their 'woulds'.
"I can't fit it all into my mouth, I try once and gag because he's so big. For a second, on my knees, I almost consider turning to Padfoot, just so I can have a better tongue to please him with, but then I decide that's too creepy so I just keep on sucking at him. He doesn't say anything, but his dick twitches so I know he's going to come. I pull my mouth away, I don't think I can swallow it without choking, and he comes all over my face. I stand and before he leaves to clean himself up we snog a bit, wetness dripping down our faces. That's what I would do if I could."
Sirius and Remus continue to wank as Peter starts his story. "I would be hanging out with everyone at the graduation party. Everyone's drinking, Dumbledore is passing out pints like they're his lemon drops and all the other professors look approving too. Flitwick is already passed out; some of the Hufflepuffs are painting a badger on his chest. We're so drunk that James is being nice to Snape-"
"Hah!" James shouts. Peter seems unaffected by his shout, though he's affected by his fantasy. His erection is showing through the fabric of his denims.
"Pete, you might as well. We are," Sirius advises. Peter listens, he always listens to the advice of the Marauders. He undoes his zipper and then his fingers go straight to his bollocks.
"And a few buckets are being conjured for the lightweights. You three decide to go streaking, but fail miserably, once you strip down you're just standing there like you've forgotten how to run. Once James loses interest, Sirius and Remus both do too, and Lily asks James if he wants to lick vodka off her belly so he goes off. Sirius goes somewhere, probably to have another threesome with Tiffany and Marlene, though as it turns out he hasn't had a first, so he can't really have another, can'e?"
"Hey! Watching counts!" Sirius interrupts.
"Anyway, Remus is just standing there naked, and after Dumbledore gives all the graduates another round, he comes up to me. He starts kissing me. I'm stunned, I never knew Remus liked blokes, but his tongue in my mouth proves he at least likes me. He tastes like rum, he takes another shot then shares it between our mouths. His hand squirms down my pants like he's done this a hundred times before. He strokes me a few times, we're in the middle of a party of thirty or forty people, but he doesn't care at all. In fact, he likes it. He whispers in my ear 'I want you to fuck me' and I shiver."
Remus watches in awe as Peter's enactment of Remus causes Sirius to shake. His limbs curl into his body, his knees bend and his heels are touching his arse. Sirius moans as he comes, and it's the sexiest thing Remus has ever seen.
"We go to the nearest wall, there's no way Remus can stand through the entire encounter. For a second I worry about if it's right to fuck someone drunk enough they might not remember in the morning, but I decide with drunken logic that it's okay because I'm just as drunk, and maybe it'll be me that doesn't remember. I conjure lube and as I'm slicking myself up, Remus presses back. I know enough to know I should be fingering him, but he doesn't want any of that, he just wants me to start fucking him. He thrusts himself onto my cock, and we both moan. He sets the pace, rocking back and forth between the wall and my body, each time he throws himself towards me he cries out. We'd be attracting the attention of the whole room, if they aren't all hammered."
Thinking of himself as so wanton is a change, but he really likes the image Peter is painting.
"I'm too drunk to have any sort of stamina, so I clamp my hands on his hips and tell him I'm going to come in his arse, and he fucking says 'thank you'. It's enough to drive anyone mad, and as drunk as I am it finishes me, I come hard. With my spunk inside him, Remus moans one last time, then covers the wall in front of him with his come. I pull out and we both try to remember cleaning spells but we've completely lost any coherency, so we just leave the stain on the wall and go back to get another drink. If I could."
As James starts to tell his fantasy, Peter's hand moves him his bollocks to his shaft. Moments into James' story, Peter bellows and his come splatters onto his blankets.
"I would go to a bathhouse for my first time, not sure if I was ready to dump Lily for blokes but curious. And Remus would already be there, towel discarded on the floor as he sucked one bloke off, as another fucked him. And... and... fuck!" The shout makes everyone look over at James, just in time to see the crotch of his trousers growing dark.
"I don't normally come so quickly. It's your fault, your stories!" James stammers for an excuse.
It doesn't surprise him that all three have an exhibitionism kink. Gryffindors are show-offs by nature. It does surprise him that all of them think of him as the instigator, the whore. He's the only virgin of the group, how can he be the whore?
They all lie on their beds, James and Peter still panting whilst Sirius begins to attempt cleaning up his blanket. The brunet looks over at Remus. "You didn't come, why not?"
And this is when knowing how veritaserum works helps. He can't lie, but he can evade. "Well, you touching me would help." Because yes, he could easily come wanking himself, but it would be so much better if they did.
As Sirius, Peter and James all scramble onto his bed, Remus considers that it's not the most acceptable way of loosing one's virginity, but on the other hand he'd never figured himself for loosing it at all, so any method is acceptable with him.