katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-20 01:03:00 |
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Entry tags: | #art, #lmom 2011, artist: katekintail, author: katekintail, kink: anonymous sex, remus/? |
LMOM 2011: Day 20
Title: Orange Reloaded
Author/Artist: KateKintail
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/?
Kink: anonymous sex, bdsm, glory holes (every time I finish another day's entry, I surprise myself with another level of "OMG I can't believe I actually did that with LEGO bricks")
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.
Notes: This is a tribute to my LMOM 2005 project, a series of hanky code related kink fics
Tonight he hit the muggle dance clubs with an orange hanky in his back pocket, because Remus felt up for just about anything. He’d taken care with what he wore tonight as well, starting with a lack of underwear and tight black leather pants on top of that. He went through eight different shirts before he finally decided on a white tank top with a rainbow star print across the front and the back. He ran a comb through his hair and applied just a bit of cologne.
The club was busy as all manner of men had come out to play. As Remus danced amidst the crowd, he surveyed his possibilities. Short of becoming the seventh member of the Village People—they didn’t have a werewolf member of their disco group, after all—nothing really stood out to Remus.
Several different men danced with him, their bodies hot and hard against his, the excitement within him building. Hands fondled his arse, hands groped at his top, hands cupped his crotch. Remus kept dancing to the loud thumps of the music, feeling indecisive and horny… and rather in need of the back room.
At the next break between song sets, Remus headed down a dark corridor. All manner of play took place back there; he was simple looking for something to appeal to him more than anything else. It didn’t take him long to find it, either.
Out of one of the glory holes in the wall stuck a long cock with a purpling, dripping head. It needed him and, so, he desperately wanted it. It only took Remus a second to drop to his knees in front of the wall and take the stranger’s cock into his mouth.
The slightly bitter, slightly salty taste struck his tongue as the head hit the inside of his cheek and then the back of his throat. The cock leaked as Remus moved back and forth, bending at the waist, developing a steady rhythm and then, suddenly, changing it up by circling the cock with his tongue or sucking especially hard.
He glanced over to see a top stripping his submissive down. As the top pulled out a whip, Remus’ own cock surged with excitement. He put on hand on the disgustingly dirty wall to steady himself as he plunged his other hand into his leather pants, eager to fill them with come.
Again, he looked over to see the sub willingly sticking his erection through another hole in the wall. The sub moaned happily as the top hit him with the whip. It left a soft red blush on the skin and Remus closed his eyes, listening to the sound of leather against bare skin, forcing the sub’s body flat against the wall, forcing his cock further through the hole.
The cock throbbed in his mouth and Remus was glad; he was ready as well. It hardly ever went this quickly for him when he was with strangers. But there was something about those sub’s moans of pleasure next to him and the taste of come in his mouth and the scent of lust heavy in the air. He rubbed his hand furiously against his cock in his pants, his whole body shaking as the orgasm come upon him