azure_rosa (azure_rosa) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-08 22:14:00 |
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Current mood: | bouncy |
Entry tags: | #lmom 2011, author: azure_rosa, kink: fingering, kink: rimming, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/severus |
All is Fair in Love and War - Day eight
Title: All is Fair in Love and War
Author/Artist: azure_rosa
Rating: nc-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Warnings: rimming, finger fucking, wanking
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 806
day seven
Remus loved nights like this, when he could take his time and slowly break down his lover’s reserve, gently stripping away his control until Severus was nothing but a quivering mound of needy flesh. Severus was already more open than his norm from his prolonged excitement and his tenderness from earlier, but that was no excuse to be sloppy.
He settled himself comfortably on the bed and very deliberately proceeded to give Severus’ arse attention everywhere but where he was wanted most. Bites and playful nips to either cheek, licks both light and teasing or strong and demanding up and down his crack, he even rubbed his lightly stubbled cheeks against the flesh he had teased awake and hungry.
Severus soon figured out he was in for one of those nights, the groan he gave was supposed to sound put-upon no doubt, but Remus heard the undercurrent of lust already rising in his lover’s blood. With a smirk Remus bent down again, this time going straight for the pucker he had neglected for several minutes to give it a gentle nip. He savored the sudden catch and barely caught whimper he earned as much as his mate’s clean but unique scent.
Remus could never seem to quite pinpoint exactly what it reminded him of, but in his more idealistic, Severus would say soppy, moments he told himself Severus smelt of home. He was broken out of his romantic musings by an impatient squirm and an annoyed get on with it wolf! from his lover.
Just to keep Severus on his toes Remus dove straight in, wringing a startled yelp that turned immediately into a bone melting moan from his lover. He wiggled his tongue in an inflaming fashion, touching everything he could reach, making Severus’ hips thrust back against him before ramming himself back against his pillow almost as hard.
Remus was merciless, stroking Severus’ walls with his tongue, pulling back to circle his entrance anew before plunging in once again with no warning, no way to anticipate his lovers next move and thus brace himself for the next wave of welcome assault on his senses, desperate for just a bit more…
Suddenly, Remus stopped and pulled away.
Severus nearly sobbed over the abrupt loss of Remus’ tongue. His nerves had been singing with sensation, he had been so close…
“Shhh… It’s ok, love. Soon I promise. Just not quite yet.”
“Bastard,” Severus panted, trying to catch his breath, “don’t know why I let you torture me like this.”
“Because it drives you insane and you love it.”
“Refresh my memory?”
“Of course love, just let me get you all nice and lubed up....”
“You might as well just use the salve, it should do the trick, besides trying to apply it after coating my insides with lubricant would severely limit its effectiveness.”
“Yes dear.” Remus handily dodged the playful kick aimed in his general direction. “I’ll just get back to it, shall I?” Without waiting for an answer, Remus slicked his fingers and began to apply the healing salve.
Remus was very thorough, starting with his index finger he swirled it around Severus’ anus, coating it liberally before penetrating him again. Slowly he pushed it in, crooking it just so to coat Severus’ greatly abused prostate, massaging it in soothing circles, drawing a broken moan from Severus.
Leaving the prostate for the moment Remus busied himself with coating the walls of Severus’ passage as well, gentle, soothing strokes like he was petting a nervous animal. He pulled out to apply more salve and add another finger before repeating his earlier treatment. Each pass began with a prostate massage and ended with a teasing sweep across the sensitive gland. In… and out, in… and out.
Severus was writhing back onto Remus’ hand and forward against his pillow, torn between the competing sensations shooting up and down his spine. Merlin he wanted Remus’ to fuck him! He needed something bigger and longer than his lover’s fingers even though Remus was up to four again. He needed him hard and deep inside him, driving mercilessly into his throbbing arse.
“Faster damn you!” Severus snapped impatiently at his lover, thrusting back against his hand insistently.
Remus gave up the pretense of treating his lover’s arse and finally picked up the pace. He used his own unoccupied hand to stroke his neglected prick as his other took to plunging in and out of Severus, pausing randomly to massage his prostate before pounding into him yet again.
“Touch yourself love,” Remus growled. Severus had no qualms about obeying that order, taking himself in hand and setting a brutal pace to match Remus’. They didn’t last much longer and soon they were tangled together in a sweaty heap for the second time that day.
Severus had never enjoyed taking his medicine more.
day nine