Rosy (real_life_rosy) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2010-05-18 20:59:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2010, author: real_life_rosy, kink: voyeurism, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/severus |
LMoM: Tried and True, 18
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): wanking, voyeurism
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: 1,110
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Severus Snape... needed distance.
"What I need is for whoever you are to go away and leave me be."
Severus was not at all comfortable with what he had learned about himself. He had allowed himself to believe this was all harmless, just mindless pornography he could brush off. But he couldn't let himself believe that any more. Not after...
"Why do you persist in torturing me? Did I do something to you in a former life?"
He staunchly refused to participate. He would not touch, kiss, caress, and most certainly not fuck or be fucked by Remus Lupin. He was going to sit at this very Muggle desk and stare at the very Muggle machine and refuse to open the door and admit the Plumber or whatever ill-conceived notion the Narrator had in mind to foist Remus upon him.
"Too bloody right."
That was when the screen on the computer flared to life. On his screen, Severus could see Remus settling behind his own desk, manipulating the mouse and tapping a few keys. It was very obvious that he had no idea that when he asked Severus, his technologically savvy and sadly socially inept neighbor, to fix his computer that Severus had managed to hack it.
So he could watch Remus whenever he wanted.
"...buggering fuck."
The web cam on Remus' computer streamed the video feed live, and so he was seeing what Remus was doing now. He watched as Remus shifted through files, surfing the Internet. Then... he paused. Severus watched as Remus shifted forward in his chair, looking at something on his computer.
Severus shifted. Remus' eyes were darkening, a very faint pink stain spreading across his cheeks. He licked his lips, eyes roaming whatever was displayed on his screen with greedy attention. Severus' eyes nearly bugged out of his head when he saw Remus slide one hand up under his shirt, teasing his own nipple.
Severus tried to breath regularly, and found it very difficult. The fabric of Remus' shirt was thin, and it was easy to see the tight, pebbled nipple beneath as Remus toyed with it. He could almost hear Remus panting softly, his mouth dropping open in a low moan. Severus watched that hand and those adept fingers, his own hand straying up to cover his chest, plucking at the fabric idly. He let his finger rub back and forth across the sensitive little nub, feeling tingles of pleasure cascade down his body as he did.
Remus pushed the chair back, stripping off his shirt to reveal the bare chest underneath. Severus ate up the details. The liberal dusting of soft, curly hair along his pectorals that tapered to a tight vee at his navel. The scarring along his left shoulder that rippled and flexed whenever he moved. The way his skin looked warm and soft over the hard planes of his body. When Remus rolled his nipple between his fingers, Severus groaned, clumsily tugging out of his own shirt to mimic the motion. Heat coiled down his spine, and Severus watched as Remus shifted...
...the outline of his erection very visible in his jeans.
Severus moaned, licking his lips. He watched as Remus teased himself, the flush spreading from his face to his neck and chest. He saw the damp patch on Remus' jeans, and felt a reciprocal wetness on his own. Merlin, but those amber eyes were dark with lust, hungry for whatever Remus was watching that turned him on so much.
When Remus unzipped his jeans, Severus inhaled so quickly his head spun. Remus freed his erection with an obvious shudder of relief. Severus could see it all, could see the arch of his length and the way the blunt head nudged against Remus' abdomen, making it shiny with precome. He could see the way it twitched as Remus trailed his fingers slowly.... so slowly along the sensitive underside. He could see the silent moan of pleasure as Remus finally took himself in hand, stroking slowly.
Severus panted, sliding his hand to his own trousers and fumbling with the fastenings. He gasped when his own cock bobbed forward, smacking into his hand eagerly. He watched, eyes glued to the slow up and down motions of Remus' hand, his own hand unconsciously mimicking them. When Remus' thumb flicked over the glans, so to did Severus'. When his hips flexed upward, thrusting into the closed fist, Severus did the same.
He watched and wished... he wished...
Remus had his head thrown back now, eyes closed as he gave himself up to the pleasure. Severus stopped, focusing on Remus' body. On the way each muscle tightened, the way his cock seemed to swell just a little more. He watched the way his mouth moved, lips forming a word he couldn't see because of the angle. He watched as Remus jacked himself fast and hard, desperate for release...
...Severus watched, feeling something ache longingly, as Remus spilled milky ejaculate over his belly. His muscles twitched and shuddered in the recoil, before he went completely limp in the sated after glow.
Severus groaned and fisted himself roughly, watching as Remus lazily licked his own semen from his fingers, eyes closed. Did he imagine it was someone else’s? Some lover that he saw but couldn't touch? The irony, Severus thought, was sharp as a blade. He watched Remus' mouth curl around his fingers, eyes half closing as he sucked... and Severus came and came and came...
Panting, Severus slowly swam back to mental clarity, watching as Remus idly toyed with his flaccid cock. He was still watching something, heat shimmering in those amber depths. Out of an almost morbid curiosity, Severus tapped a command into the computer with his clean hand. The screen split in half, one side showing Remus as he relaxed in the easy warmth following his orgasm. The other...
Severus sat in a chair, body stretched wide around a violent purple dildo. His legs were spread wide, knees held to his chest. His body was flushed and covered in a sheen of sweat. His head was tipped to the side, Remus' cock filling his mouth as he pumped between those swollen lips, fucking Severus' mouth roughly.
Severus' eyes widened, and he closed the screen quickly. He looked at his Remus, noting the sated, pleased smile on his lips. He watched as Remus lifted a hand, tracing something on the screen, his mouth forming a word.
Severus...
Severus closed his eyes. He had no right, not after what he had done. Not after everything he had done to want this...
...but he did. God help him, he wanted Remus bloody Lupin... and that terrified him.