katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2010-05-10 01:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2010, author: katekintail, kink: sex toys, remus/omc |
LMOM: Collared- Part 10
Title: Collared Part 10
Author: KateKintail
Rating: NC-17
Warnings/Kinks: Vibrators
Pairing: Remus/OMC
Disclaimer: This story is NOT of JKR’s making. I make no money from this at all. I also do not condone the keeping of werewolves as unwilling sex slave love pets.
Summary: Unable to make ends meet after the war, Remus submits himself to the Ministry’s program for werewolves.
Word Count: 1,125
Notes: Written for pervy_werewolf’s Lusty Month of May 2010
After three days of almost nonstop sex, Remus was fairly sure his new owner was not a pureblood. The kitchen had been quite a visible clue, but there was also the matter of the battery-operated vibrators. Not many pureblood wizards understood about batteries… or vibrators, for that matter.
Not that Remus was complaining. There were worse people that he could have had as his owner. This one was sweet. This one was respectful. This one was tickling his nether regions with the tip of a bright blue phallus. Remus loved how gentle a touch Linus had. He actually felt genuinely aroused as the vibrator caressed his balls and cock. He had spent so much time pleasing others during the past few months it was nice to have someone take care of him for a change.
The vibrations made tingles shoot through from his crotch upward. It was warm, jittery excitement, like something wriggling in him, taking him over, wanting out. And when he looked over, he saw Linus biting his lip. “Do you like that, werewolf?”
Remus had just about forgotten what it was like to enjoy sex. And he couldn’t say “so good” to Linus, but he did smile and nod. He hoped that wasn’t the signal for Linus to stop. The last thing he wanted right now from his owner was teasing and games. He wanted his own orgasm… and he wanted Linus to bring it on.
Remus looked up at Linus, with those soft eyes and bright blond hair. He looked so innocent, so sweet.
Suddenly, Linus pulled the dildo back and Remus jerked at the hips, wildly thrusting upward at the sensation that was now gone. He grasped at the sheets beneath him, wanting it back, wanting to come. He closed his eyes, trying to imagine it back.
“How about another, then?” The man pulled out a smaller, finger vibrator and some lube. He slicked up the dildo, turned it on, and eased it up Remus’ arse. And with the smaller vibrator on, he stroked Remus’ cock again. Remus cried out, though no sound escaped him. He whimpered silently. All noise was gone, but his thrusts spoke for themselves. His body screamed for him, screamed out to Linus, screamed for release. Every wiggle, every thrust, every arch of his back, every toe curl—they all said desire.
And Linus seemed to love it. Little Linus. Young Linus. Newly un-virginized Linus. The man was getting off on controlling Remus. And Remus… didn’t mind one bit. Even if he had been in a position to say anything, the only thing he would have said was “more.”
The desire built and built, the fiery urge owning him. Remus closed his eyes and, a second later, he came. His cock throbbed with the release. The whole world spun around him as the vibrations magnified the sensation. It felt like the whole world was his again. It felt like he had a place once more.