Rosy (real_life_rosy) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2010-05-10 14:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2010, author: real_life_rosy, kink: delayed orgasm, kink: object insertion, kink: sex toys, remus/severus |
LMoM: Tried and True, 10
Title: Tried and True
Author: Rosy
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus and Sevy, sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Kink(s): sex toy, object insertion, orgasm denial, topping from the bottom
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2010
Summary: In every genre, there are cliches. That includes pornography.
Notes: Really, I just wanted to do something fun and silly. :D Plus I thought, "Hey... wouldn't it be funny if someone wrote a smut fic like in Stranger Than Fiction where one of the characters hears the narrator?"
Word Count: 1,414
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Severus Snape was not a foolish man.
"I'm certainly glad someone thinks so."
He may have been rude, ill-tempered, caustic, cynical, and bearing certain drama queen tendencies...
"...I retract my previous statement."
...but he was no fool. He realized he had two options. He could either sulk and rant his way through the next nineteen clichés...
"Nineteen?!"
...or he could enjoy himself. Comforted by the fact that this entire misadventure was fictitious, and well aware that his long dormant libido had wakened with a vengeance, Severus decided that it couldn't hurt to indulge himself in playing with the object of his long secret fantasies. After all, he had earned it, hadn't he? Helping to defeat the greatest Dark Wizard of the age. Nearly getting killed by an irritable python in a magical hamster ball.
"...she was a cobra, thank you."
Severus had clearly deserved some rest and relaxation, and any sexual pleasures he happened to find along the way. So when he found himself dressed in a white lab coat and reading a medical chart, he smirked in evil glee. He walked into Exam Room #3 and found Remus Lupin perched on the exam table and dressed in a rather fetching hospital gown. "Good morning, Mr. Lupin. I am Dr Snape." He glanced up from his chart as he sat down. "What seems to be the problem today?"
Remus flushed a little. "Well... it's a bit embarrassing..."
Severus raised an eyebrow. "I am your doctor, Mr. Lupin. I rather doubt anything you say will shock me."
Remus nodded, glancing down. "It's... er... my penis."
"Erectile dysfunction is fairly common," Severus began calmly.
"NO!" Remus shook his head vigorously. "No, no it's not... not that." He was now beet red and staring rather intently at his kneecaps. "It's... er... the opposite."
"...oh." Severus blinked, considering. "I see. And how long does this condition last?"
Remus might break a blood vessel if this blushing of his continued much longer. "Well... a bit. I mean, I'll... er..." He made the universal "wank" motion, curling his hand and moving it up and down suggestively.
"Masturbate," Severus supplied drolly.
"Yeah... and I'll... I'll..."
"Ejaculate." Really, Remus was too adorable when he was all flustered. Severus thought he might be coming down with something to use the term "adorable", but it applied.
"Yes... but I'll still be... um... erect."
Severus made a notation in the chart. "I see. And how many times have you ejaculated while still remaining erect?"
Remus coughed. "...seven."
Severus blinked, then looked up at him incredulously. "...seven?"
Remus blushed again. "...good stamina?"
"...hm." Severus made another notation. "Mr. Lupin, how active has your sex life been in recent months."
"Not active at all, really." Remus glanced down at his toes. "I was... well, I let someone talk me into a relationship I didn't really want. And I just... didn't want to disappoint but we weren't... compatible."
Severus hummed again. "In what way?"
Remus gave him a crooked grin. "Well, she was a woman, for starters."
Severus filed that away. "I see. Well, let's begin the examination. If you'll lie back on the table... yes. And let your knees fall open... yes that will do." Severus began with a simple visual examination. Even limp, Remus' cock was rather impressive. It hung heavy against the lightly furred ball sac, like a lovely fat sausage. "Hm. No rashes... no lesions." He said reassuringly. "It doesn't look like an STI, if that's what you were fearing."
"That's..." Remus' voice caught in a gasp as Severus gently ran one fingertip along his lengths. "That's... ah... good..."
Severus watched with interest as Remus hardened. The head lifted into the air, bobbing slightly on its upward arch until it touched Remus' belly. Severus hummed again, though this time with less than clinical interest. Severus continued to lightly touch Remus, fingers brushing against the ridges below the head, the balls, back up along the heavy vein on the underside. Remus panted softly, his hips twitching in response. "It's very sensitive," Severus murmured. "How quickly do you ejaculate while masturbating?"
"Um... it... it doesn't take long..." Remus stammered, fidgeting a bit.
"That," Severus purred, "may be the problem." With a flick of his wand, he wound a tight band of magic around the base of Remus' cock. Remus groaned, falling back on the examination table and arching his hips up. "I think immediate treatment is called for," Severus said darkly. "Spread your legs wider."
Remus whimpered, and did so. The tempting cleft of his ass obviously was the culprit. The poor thing had been starved, no doubt. Severus reached into a drawer and pulled out an object that rather resembled a cylindrical spade. Black, with a wide flange, it was made of silicon and perfectly shaped for his purposes. Severus slathered it with conjured lubricant, then smiled. "Let us see if this will help matters, hm?" He put the tip to Remus' body and slowly began pressing it in.
Remus gasped, then moaned as the plug slowly filled him. Severus was slow, letting Remus' body adjust to the intrusion. Oh he knew that Remus felt the burning stretch... but it wasn't painful. With a soft pop, the plug sunk to the flange, and Remus was completely full. Severus smirked, seeing the flush spread from Remus' face to his chest. He leaned forward and flicked his tongue at Remus' nipple, watching as Remus arched up, writhing against the crinkling paper of the examination table.
Severus smiled evilly, and slathered his hand with lubricant. Then, slowly, he began stroking Remus' cock, watching as it strained into the touch. Remus jerked his hips, and then moaned wildly as the plug inside of him pressed against his prostate. He curled his arms back to grab the edge of the table above his head, and braced his ankles off the opposite edge, using the leverage to pump his hips upwards into Severus' hand. Each movement caused the plug to shift, keeping the stimulation to his prostate entirely random. He was panting and wild-eyed, his cock red and twitching. Severus felt a slight shudder run through his patient's length, and hissed two soft words.
The band of magic around Remus' cock tightened, staving off his orgasm roughly. Remus gasped at the pinch, then groaned when he realized what it meant. "Please..." he panted, looking at Severus with wild, glassy eyes.
"All in good time," Severus drawled. "This is your treatment, after all." He continued teasing Remus, stroking him, tweaking his hardened nipples, rolling his sac between his fingers. Each time Remus drew close to climax, Severus backed off, the magic of the band making sure Remus stayed on edge. He pushed Remus higher, and higher, and higher, his own body burning with lust. Remus was begging, pleading, babbling incoherently.
"Please... please Severus..." Remus looked at him with a desperation that bordered on pain. "Let me... "
With a low growl, Severus banished his pants and swung himself up on the table. He straddled Remus hips, grinning evilly as he slowly sank down onto Remus' engorged, slicked cock. Remus moaned, the sound coming from the marrow of his bones, and Severus purred as that glorious length filled him. Slowly, he began rocking his hips, shifting until he found just that perfect angle to send sparks of pleasure rolling over his nerves. He moved faster, harder, fucking himself roughly even as he fucked Remus. The werewolf whined, arching, driving his hips up into Severus to meet each downward lunge, and soon, Severus found himself spiraling up into his own orgasm.
"Come for me," Severus growled, releasing the magic keeping Remus chained and grinding down hard at the same time. Remus' body arched like a bridge, hips thrusting high and his mouth opened in a silent scream of ecstasy. He held the position for half a breath, and then the strangled cry erupted from his throat just as the searing hot ejaculate erupted from his cock.
He came and came and came... his body wrung dry from pleasure. And Severus only had to look at that delirious face and stroke himself once to come, spattering Remus' chest with his own semen.
He leaned down, licking along Remus' jaw to his ear. "You're cured," he purred. Remus moaned softly, wrapping his arms around Severus' shoulders and drawing him in for a proper kiss.
Something in that kiss... something in that kiss made Severus hungry. But he couldn't put words to what he was hungry for.