nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2010-05-11 15:40:00 |
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Title: A Time for Play – Part 11
Author: nimrod_9
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): paddling, and role playing (everyone here is 40)
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2010
Word count: 986
A cheque fell through his fingers as he opened Severus’ latest missive; it was a nice sum. The letter itself was brusque and indicated that they had done well enough to be paid for more. The next meeting time had been set up as well. Remus smiled; he had more time with Severus.
He arrived on the prescribed day both confident and curious. Severus answered dressed in his frock coat, the single row of buttons done up to his neck.
“So you’ve reverted to those, have you?”
Severus waved his hand from his shoulder to his hip. “This is part of our session for today. Yours are here.” He pressed a stack of clothing towards Remus. It included a white button-down shirt, blazer and a Gryffindor tie.
Remus raised an eyebrow.
“Put it on. It will only be for a few minutes until we have the scene set up.”
“Kinky.” Remus smiled. “I imagine this explains all the detentions.”
“No doubt.” was Severus’ dry retort. “Come on, we do not have all day.”
“Hot date?”
Severus’ cheeks coloured to a lovely shade of pink. “No. Not that it would be any of your business.”
Remus shrugged out of his jumper and into the shirt. He tied a quick four-in-hand knot and donned the blazer. Severus adjusted the camera.
“Ready?”
“I suppose. What are we going to do?”
“I am going to be the enraged professor and you are going to be the errant student.”
Remus rubbed his chin. “Type casting, Severus?”
Severus snorted. Remus smiled; it was a close to a snicker or laugh as he was going to get.
“You stand there.” Severus pointed to a spot in front of a six-inch high box. “I’m starting the camera.” He flipped the switch and strode over, picked up a paddle from the side table and stepped up on the box.
“Do you have anything to say for yourself, Mr. Lucas?”
“No, sir.” Remus replied.
“Nothing?!” Severus’ tone turned menacing.
“Sorry, sir. It won’t happen again, sir.” Remus let his voice quaver.
“Sorry is not enough.” Severus tapped the paddle against the palm of his hand.
“You know the position, Mr. Lucas. Assume it.”
Remus worried his bottom lip before bending at the waist to grasp his ankles. Severus stepped off the box and turned of the camera, before changing its’ angle. Remus straightened up as Severus deftly removed the coffee table and brought a straight-backed dining chair into the room.
“Now, I’m going to paddle you a few times in that position and then require you to remove your clothing. At some point, I will be removing my clothing and you will join me over my lap on that chair.”
‘All right.” Remus bent over again.
“Count for me, Lucas.” Severus said as he swung the paddle.
“One.”
“Louder please.”
“Two.” Remus responded louder.
“Very good.” Severus swung again.
“Three.” Merlin, Severus was good at this. Not too hard, not too soft.
“I think ten should do.” Severus raised the paddle again.
“Four.” Fuck this was hot. Remus could feel himself hardening.
“Are you going to be doing that again, Mr. Lucas?”
Remus shook his head and the paddle hit. “Fu- five.”
“What was that?” Severus demanded.
“Five, sir.”
“I believe this is a bit too easy for you. Perhaps, we should do this properly. Clothes off.”
“Sir?”
“Did you not understand me? I said take your clothes off. Now!”
“Yes, sir.” Remus dropped the jacket off his shoulders, ripped the tie from his neck and frantically undid the shirt buttons. He hesitated a moment at his trousers.
“Off they come Lucas. You appear to have enough natural padding.”
Fuck! Severus was going to make him come now if he didn’t stop it. Remus shimmied out of his trousers.
“No pants? Really, Lucas. And what is that?” Severus pointed to Remus’ erect cock. “I think someone is enjoying this far too much. Get back into position.”
Remus bent over and braced himself. He could hear the paddle pushing the air before it slapped his skin. “Six.” His hands clenched on his ankles as he tried to keep them from reaching up for his cock. Maybe, if he moved one slowly.
Severus was unbuttoning his coat and his sleeves. The paddle was coming again. “Seven.” Remus breathed. His hand made contact with is hot, hard cock.
“Lucas, get your hand out of there.” Severus demanded.
“It is not in anywhere, sir.”
The paddle was placed on the chair as Severus slithered out of his clothing. He sat down; his own cock showed interest the proceedings as well. “Get over here you impertinent brat.”
“It’ll hurt.” Remus whinged.
“It is supposed to hurt.” Severus replied.
“Not my bum sir.”
Severus inclined his head. “Ah, there is plenty of room between my thighs for that.”
Remus wanted to whoop for joy at that; his prick bobbed in agreement. He was acquainted with Severus’ hard thighs and he couldn’t wait to lie across them.
Severus made huffing noises and he situated their bodies. Remus couldn’t wait for the next paddle. It arrived a moment later.
“Eight.” Remus sighed.
“I believe we should start over.”
Remus stiffened.
Severus ran a hand over the pink arse in front of him. “No need to worry Mr. Lucas. You will be just fine. Now count.”
The paddle fell. “One.” his foreskin pulled on Severus’ thigh.
Again. “Two.” Merliin, the vibrations were good and now Severus’ cock was pushed into his hip.
More paddle. “Three.” Remus rocked his hips for friction.
Severus didn’t seem to mind. Another swat.
“Four.” Remus rocked his hips harder.
The paddle fell, again.
“Five.” Remus humped Severus’ lap vigorously.
“Lucas, do not make a mess on my rug.”
“No, sir.” The paddle swung. “S…..’ Remus’ orgasm overtook him as shoved his cock frantically between Severus’ thighs.
“Lucas, I told you not to do that.” Severus voice was dangerously low and silky.