katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-30 00:17:00 |
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Entry tags: | #art, #lmom 2011, artist: katekintail, author: katekintail, kink: voyeurism, remus/kingsley |
LMOM 2011: Day 30
Title: We're Dumbledore's Men Through and Through
Author/Artist: KateKintail
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Kingsley, Lee/George
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Notes: The title comes from Basilisk in Your Pasta's Potterwatch song and is meant to work on *cough* several levels
“So everyone needs to remember the importance of checking people’s identities. It might seem silly to keep thinking up questions, but it’s far worse to find yourself in bed with a polyjuiced Death Eater. Romulus, do you have anything to add?”
Remus got up, leaning over the radio to take the microphone from Lee. He sat back down. “Thanks, River. Yes, I wanted to report that dark creatures have been spotted in the northern and eastern woods of Scotland. Owls flying in those areas have been taken and killed and travelers venturing there have gone missing. I’m sure you don’t need reminding, but as a friend used to tell us, no matter where you are, practice constant vigilance.”
He passed the microphone over to Fred and felt his body tremble a little. Potterwatch broadcasts always made him feel jittery and jumpy. He knew it was important to get the word out to the listeners. And Tonks herself had told him how calming and reassuring he was on air. She said that all she needed to hear was him telling her to keep faith and all her worries faded away for a moment at least.
And maybe his jitters didn’t have anything to do with the broadcast. Remus glanced over at Kingsley, who immediately smiled at him. Quickly, Remus looked away.
Fred was speaking now anyway. “As always, we end our broadcast with a list of people who have been killed in the fight or as casualties in the war against You Know Who: Abraxus Pollick, Napoleon Doggle, Cynthia Simmons, Rachael Simmons, Peter Simmons, Rusty Villant, and Lem Tenebrus. That’s it for Potterwatch this time. Keep each other safe and keep the faith.”
They ended the transmission and the door to the Weasley’s Wizard Wheezes back storage room opened. George came in, smiling. “Good broadcast. I listened to the whole thing. Not a single customer.” He looked around at all of them, but his gaze kept lingering on Lee. It was no secret that the two had recently begun a relationship together. Fred didn’t have a problem with it, even though he clearly fancied girls. “Also, I bring chocolate.”
“I’ll man the store for a few hours. Maybe we’ll have a customer. I’ll try to stay optimistic.” With that, Fred got up and closed the door behind him.
Kingsley got up as well. “I suppose I’ll see you at the next Order meeting, whenever that is.” With their ranks slowly diminishing, they hadn’t had regular meetings in a while.
Remus missed seeing them all… but Kingsley especially. He supposed finally agreeing to marry Tonks had been his way of keeping that connection. And Potterwatch was his way of reaching out. But what he really wanted was to see the rest of his pack. Because knowing that they were safe and actually seeing that they were safe were two vastly different things. “Stay,” Remus blurted out. “Stay and… have some chocolate?”
“Oh,” George said, grinning. “I’ll have some chocolate all right.” He went straight over to Lee, who was getting up as well. George’s hands found Lee’s hips and he drew the man close.
“That’s not racially insulting at all,” Lee laughed, moving close for a deep kiss.
Remus found himself standing and taking hold of Kingsley’s hand. “Don’t leave yet?” he asked. It was definitely a question, and one he wasn’t sure about the answer to.
But Kingsley, looking at him, nodded so obligingly that Remus’ heart might have leapt straight out of his chest. As it was, Remus’ heart was racing in anticipation as Kingsley found his hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed it. Merlin, but the man could kiss. It had been far too long and Remus suspected Kingsley felt exactly the same way because when they drew close, he could feel Kingsley’s hard cock pressing against him.
After Potterwatch broadcasts, they usually got a room at an inn somewhere or went back to Kingsley’s place for a night of shagging. But somehow tonight felt different. Maybe it was the longer than usual name of wizards and witches who had been killed. Maybe it was just the idea of knowing exactly who it was you were making love to. But Remus somehow knew that Kingsley felt the same. There were going to have sex right here, right now, and there was no alternative.
Luckily, everyone in that room seemed to be of the same mindset. As George and Lee tumbled to the floor, George pinning Lee down for some serious snogging, Remus dropped to his knees to investigate the hard-on in the man’s trousers. Remus took the cock in his mouth, pausing in his sucking only to lick the head or nuzzle his balls. Kingsley was huge, and Remus loved it. Tonks was a fine companion, and he did care about her. But she didn’t have a cock like this, unless he asked nicely. And she didn’t have this man’s suave demeanor or his royal-like attitude. Kingsley was mysterious and strong and compassionate and commanding and sensitive all in one. Remus couldn’t help lusting after him or being jumpy around him.
Kingsley came with a gasp. The man was silent as he shot into Remus’ mouth. And Remus swallowed it, thinking briefly of the chocolate frog lying over by the radio. But when Kingsley was done, the man took Remus in his arms and eased him down on the Weasley’s Wizard Wheeze’s back room floor. He caressed Remus’ chest through his suit jacket and got that mischievous look in his eyes that Remus craved like a drug. “I want you,” Remus murmured. “Want you right here. Can’t wait.”
Kingsley’s hand stroked Remus through his green trousers. “All right.” He didn’t sound hesitant. If anything, he sounded intrigued. They both looked over at George and Lee. George was stretched out, face-down on the floor with his trousers tugged down a little at the waist for easy access to his arsehole.
There was something about seeing that which made Remus almost come on the spot. Kinsley rolled onto his front and Remus pulled down his trousers a bit as well. Remus held him down, though he needn’t have been held, and uttered a lubrication spell. He slid in and moaned loudly at the pleasure.
George cast him a disapproving look. “Mate, there might be customers out—nngh—out there.”
Remus nodded. He knew that. He just couldn’t help it. Kingsley was so hot and tight He bit his lip and tried to remember to be quiet as he thrust in and out, out and in. He looked down at Kingsley, jolts of pleasure rushing through him. He wished he could have this all the time, but perhaps it was more wonderful knowing that it wasn’t a certainty. Out and in, in and out, Remus’ thrusts were deep and urgent. He tried to slow, to make it last.
And he looked over at the other two men. Lee was thrusting with a gentle, steady rhythm. Remus felt his body instinctively want to match, though he knew Lee and George were turned on from watching them. He knew he looked good with his cock up Kingsley’s arse. There was something so hot in knowing that Kingsley was his tonight. He had Kingsley bloody Shacklebolt and they didn’t.
Remus looked down, knowing it wouldn’t be long now. He was nearly bursting, his whole body tingling with the urge. His balls drew up. His eyes rolled. His toes curled. And Remus came with a strangled cry he tried to restrain but couldn’t. It was, perhaps, Remus’ shout of pleasure that made Lee come and, following right along, George.
Afterward, they lay on the floor, side-by-side. Remus couldn’t stop touching Kingsley, fondling his cock gently through the fabric, stroking the man’s hand. But he also summoned over the chocolate frog. He snapped off a piece to eat and offered the rest around.