LMOM#29: Grapple Title: Grapple Author:unbroken_halo Rating: R Pairing: Remus/Bill Kink(s): Alpha!Remus, pack dynamics, frottage, licking, kissing Challenge: LMOM10 Word count: 727 Summary/Description: Taking refuge in Muggle London, Remus thinks he's alone until he sees a familiar face in the crowd. Author's Notes: Written for the Lusty Month of May 2010 challenge. Un-beta-ed, please let me know if you see anything horrible. Earlier parts can be found here
Grapple
“Please… just tell me what it will feel like.” Bill asked again for what Remus was certain was the hundredth time that evening. His patience was wearing thin with Bill and as he’d not seen nor heard from Severus the entire day. His mood wasn’t likely to improve. He eyed Bill. Bill’s blue eyes were streaked with amber and each time he blinked they became more so.
Remus ran a hand through his hair and sighed. “Your description of the beetles crawling under your skin was somewhat accurate.”
Bill moaned and Remus reached out to slap him.
Bill’s eyes snapped open and he snarled at Remus.
“Being frightened of the beast is normal; however, wallowing in self pity is worthless. This is your life now. Nothing you can do will ever change that no. Accept it and live your life. If you are forever afraid, then you should have never come here asking for help.”
Bill stared at Remus for a long moment, meeting his eyes before looking away. “You speak callously now, but I know you weren’t so ruthless until recently. I would have expected such harsh words from Sev--“
“Severus has his own demons to face, and is of none of your concern,” Remus growled.
Bill’s lip curled. “I wondered why he’d not been in to give me my dose of meds.”
Remus narrowed his eyes at Bill. “You requested the potion if I recall, William.”
Bill rolled his eyes. “Don’t try to take his place if he isn’t here, Remus.” He leaned forward. “Just because the potion is supposed to put you out for the night doesn’t mean you are completely out. One hears things, and I can scent there is dissension in the ranks.”
Remus opened his mouth to answer and Bill launched himself at Remus, pushing him off the sofa and onto the floor. They landed on the floor, hard, with Bill lying on top of Remus. He nipped at Remus’s throat, thrusting his hips against Remus’s.
Remus bucked wrapping his arms and legs around Bill and rolling them along the floor. They crashed into the low tables next to the arm chairs and in front of the sofa. The wood cracked and splintered as they fought and Remus finally ended up on top of Bill, panting. His fists were tangled in Bill’s hair holding his head down to the floor as his body pinned Bill’s under his own.
Bill looked up at him, breathing just as hard as Remus and he turned his head to the side. “Do it! I need it, Remus! I need to know that control-- that you have control-- is there.” Remus grinned madly and bent his head to Bill’s throat. He ran his nose up and down the length of Bill’s neck, breathing in and out on the previous indentions of his Mark and licking it slowly.
Bill arched underneath Remus, straining against him, and groaning as he rubbed along Remus’s body. Remus thrust back toward Bill, moaning at the contact before he sank his teeth into Bill’s flesh.
Bill’s back bowed and he clenched his fists in Remus’s shirt, howling loudly as Remus pressed him back down to the floor with his thrusts. Warm wetness soaked through his denims as Remus went slack on top of Bill, both of them lying slack and satiated on the floor amidst the debris.
“Must you always find something to destroy while you fuck?”
Remus looked up to find Severus holding two smoking pewter goblets. He sat up, not even bothering to hid the satisfied smirk on his lips as he scooted off Bill then gathered him into his lap and leaning against the sofa. He licked Bill’s neck once more and laid his hand over Bill’s groin, rubbing him through the damp cloth.
“Maybe. Why do you care?”
Severus narrowed his eyes at Remus and placed his booted foot on Remus’s hand on one upstroke across Bill’s crotch. He applied just a little bit of pressure and Bill groaned, his eyes rolling up in his head as he spread his legs and pulled his knees up. He toed Remus’s hand off Bill then rubbed Bill before removing his foot.
“I’ve decided to stay and you both have a potion to drink. Not to mention a fucking mess to clean up. I am not a bloody house elf.”