katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-11 00:48:00 |
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Entry tags: | #art, #lmom 2011, artist: katekintail, author: katekintail, kink: public sex, remus/sirius |
LMOM 2011: Day 11
Title: Making New Memories (sort of a part 3)
Author/Artist: KateKintail
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Sirius
Kink(s): Public/outdoor sex
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.
“We’ve been walking for ages. Maybe this is it. This could be it. Don’t you recognize that big pine tree over there?”
Remus looked around the area. It was lovely, yes, but he was sure this wasn’t the spot where he and Sirius had celebrated together so long ago. “I don’t think so, Pads. The place where we picnicked had some of those red poppies, remem-ah!” He jumped as he felt Sirius’ hand grope his arse, squeezing one cheek firmly than spanking alluringly.
Sirius didn’t have to say anything; Remus knew that was Sirius’ way of saying he wanted Remus to take off his trousers. And as Remus had absolutely no intention of walking around the Forbidden Forest without pants on, he decided this was as good a place as any.
With the waving of wands, off came their trousers. Remus was about to take off his suit coat, tie, and button down shirt as well. But Sirius decided not to wait.
Sirius’ cock was as large and insistent as it ever had been. They’d had one hell of a year, but they had forgiven each other and what better way to renew their relationship than to revisit their spot in the forest. Remus could hardly believe this was really happening again. He was about to pinch himself when Sirius muttered a lubrication spell and immediately followed that by sliding right into Remus.
Remus cried out, more out of surprise than pain. And then he moaned in delight. Even after so long, Sirius knew just the moves to get to him. “Damn, Pads. Feels so… so good.”
“I know,” replied Sirius, breathless already. “I know it does. Just like old times. Only you have more scars.”
“And you have more stubble.” Remus ran his tongue across Sirius’ chin and cheek. Then his lips found Sirius’ and kissed.
It didn’t matter that this wasn’t their spot. It didn’t matter that they’d been separated for years. It didn’t matter that they both had been through so much. It didn’t matter that there weren’t red poppies.
“N-yeuh!” Remus exclaimed, feeling something push against his back. Then he felt another something and another and another. They were like firm pricks jabbing at him, and Remus’ cock leaked against Sirius’ front at the sensation. “What…” He opened his eyes and looked around to see spots of red surrounding him.
His wand and Sirius’ were touching, pressed together. Their wandering minds had together produced some kind of nonverbal spell.
“There are your poppies,” Sirius whispered into Remus’ eager mouth. His thrust inward made Remus moan. There were so many flowers springing up, they soon lay atop the petals, the soft and unstable surface making them sway as Sirius rocked in and out.
“Ah... slow down… I can’t… so good…” Remus’ jumble of words cut off and he howled in earnest, as he had once upon a time, becoming part of the forest once again.
Sirius held Remus close as he came and Remus knew neither of them would forget this.