katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-06 00:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | #art, #lmom 2011, artist: katekintail, author: katekintail, remus/sirius |
LMOM 2011: Day 6
Note: When I started, I just pictured 1, maybe 2 photos a day and a tiny drabble as an aside. This has definitely run away with me! LOL But I only have 22 ideas mapped out right now and 31 days... if you have a suggestion, leave it in the comments :-)
Title: The Morning After Surprise
Author/Artist: KateKintail
Rating: R
Pairing:Remus/Sirius
Kink(s): Snuggling (maybe that's just my thing for h/c? LOL)
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Disclaimer: This work is not endorsed by JKR, the WB, Scholastic, the LEGO Group, or anyone else, for that matter. It's just for fun and no money is being made.
Artist's Note: The Shrieking Shack is not of my design; it was a LEGO building set (with a few small modifications of my own).
The transformation ripped and tore at Remus, starting at his belly and moving outward. He felt his heartbeat speed and his body start to shake. Pain seized his right arm and then right hand, turning it back to a human’s. His left arm followed suit, and then his legs. Overpowering pain blinded him as his head transformed, the snout receding to a nose, the ears vanishing back into his head.
Sweat trickled down his face, stinging the spots he had cut open during the night, though there weren’t as many as usual, he soon realized. He looked over to see the black dog standing faithfully at his side. Padfoot had never witnessed one of the transformations before; Remus had always made his friends promise to go back to the castle before dawn. But this time he was glad for a little company. His mind had been clearer than ever during that transformation and readjusting had scared him.
After making sure that Remus was fully transformed, Padfoot transformed back into his own human form. At once he realized Remus was shivering and grabbed the blanket lying in the corner.
Sirius wrapped Remus up, rubbing the young man’s arms through the blanket. “Better?” he asked, his voice not only unusually soft but edged with worry.
Instead of answering the question, Remus gestured over toward the window to the goblet. Madam Pomfrey had arranged for a warm goblet of tea to be sent to the shack straight from the Hogwarts kitchen every morning. Usually it was all Remus could do to get to it and take a sip without spilling it and scalding himself. This morning, however, Sirius was there to hand it to him, press the goblet to his lips, and help him drink some down.
It helped with the shivering, certainly, but he still felt cold and not quite like himself yet. He needed more. He needed… “Sirius?”
“More?” Sirius tipped the goblet, holding his hand against the back of Remus’ head reassuringly.
“No… could you get under with me? And just wrap your arms around me? Hold me… please?”
Sirius set down the goblet. “I thought you’d never ask.”
Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus, as requested, and almost immediately Remus melted into him. “Siri… last night…”
“Shhhh,” Sirius murmured, holding Remus close. “Just let yourself rest. It’ll come back to you.”
Remus tried hard to remember. They’d left the shack, he recalled, and that scared him all over again. But Sirius wouldn’t be hugging him like this if that had gone badly, would he? Remus didn’t wake up covered in blood; he had just woken up naked like usual. The blanket wasn’t even ripped or covered in blood. So he closed his eyes, relaxing against Sirius’ front.
And Remus could feel Sirius relax as well. In fact, Sirius was so relaxed something was willing to stir. The man’s cock slowly hardened as it rubbed against Remus’ thigh. Even more surprisingly, Remus’ cock was beginning to stir. He didn’t think it possible—not here in the most “haunted” dwelling in Scotland, not here in the building where he was imprisoned once a month—but he was actually getting turned on. “Sirius…” he began, wondering how to proceed.
But then they both heard the creek and thwack of wood hitting wood. Footsteps told them they were not alone in the Shrieking shack any more. Madam Pomfrey was downstairs.
Alarmed, Remus sat up and threw the blanket off.