nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-31 16:22:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2011, author: nimrod_9, kink: golden showers, remus/severus |
LMOM '11 Day 31 Remus/Severus NC-17
Title: Wait Just Another Minute
Author/Artist: nimrod_9
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): watersports
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 1,778
Warning: Unbeta'd. See the kink!!
A/N: for katekintail. Many thanks to lore for moding this madness for us! Congrats to everyone who made it!!! I can't wait to read them all! And thanks to everyone who read and commented! I wish I knew why this insanity calls to me!
Severus strode purposefully through the Great Hall, his destination the head table. He had to keep focus; his bladder throbbed with every strike his boot heels made against the stones. It was intolerable to think that he had to piss so badly for the last hour and a half, but the end was in sight. He had to make it through dinner, twenty minutes by his calculations. Then he realised he was having more rotten luck.
It all had begun because he had drunk his way through an entire pot of tea and then lost track of time whilst working on a potions problem. Students had appeared in his classroom just as his bladder insisted it be emptied NOW. He knew then that he would wait the entire hour of detention, there was simply no way he was leaving the students on their own or letting them know that he was actually human, bodily functions and all. His hand slid into his pocket to take his prick in hand a dozen times, no on was the wizer.
There should have been time to go after that, but he was delayed on the way to the loo. First, by two Slytherins doing exactly what Slytherins do to give themselves a bad name; detentions were assigned and they were sent on their way. His fingers curled around into a fist as he kept his hand from reaching for his prick, a quick squeezed would work wonders reasserting his control over his body. He looked around surreptitiously as he opened his fingers only to see a Ravenclaw heading towards him on a broom. A quick spell and the said offender was assigned a detention with Madame Hooch cleaning out the Quidditch shed and had moved on. His hand reached down and gave his prick a hard squeeze; unfortunately now he wanted to cross he legs and bend his knees to go with it.
He was within sight of the lavatory, when there was a burst of magic and a great noise behind him. His head spun he had turned on his heel so quickly, the perpetrators had gone down the corridor to his left. He caught them down and around another two corners. There was a trio of Golden Gryffindors who now had two detentions each and fifty fewer house points. He was also now nowhere near a loo and it was supper time. Albus expected the professors on time, and if they weren't an explanation would have to be given. The Headmaster always knew when he lied and he wasn't about to let anyone else overhear that he was late because he had to piss like a first year. He gave his prick another hard pinch and turned towards the Great Hall. Twenty minutes, he just had to make twenty more minutes.
Naturally, it became apparent as he was to be diverted again. It was a celebration for Helga Hufflepuff's birthday. This meant at least one speech, probably two and the singing of one song by the choir and one by the entire student body. He needed to adjust his plan, and for the moment it entailed making it to his chair and crossing his legs. Finally, he was ensconced in his chair with his legs tightly crossed and his foot hooked around his calf for good measure. Lupin had babbled something on his way past, but he hadn't taken any notice.
Suddenly, he became away of the sound of running water; his eyes widened. There were fountain on all the tables, running with hot chocolate and hot caramel; the exact sound of piss hitting the water in the bowl. He shoved his hand under his napkin and between his and squeezed. Water was begin poured into glasses, tea was being poured into cups, liquids were dripping all around him; his breathing grew ragged. He still had confidence in his ability to hold it until someone overturned a glass the pumpkin juice hit the stone floor drop by drop. Perhaps if he shoved the tablecloth and his napkin in his pants he could just let go. As the first song began he uncrossed his legs and let one bounce, more then triple time to the music, but perhaps no one would notice. He stopped abruptly and grabbed his cock; as he vaguely wondered how that bouncing helped anyone.
The songs were interminable and his hand never left his prick. Dumbledore got up to speak; Severus imagined pushing back his chair and pissing straight up into the air and letting everyone see, a lovely unending fountain of yellow. Instead, he attempted to think of other methods to stem the rising tide. Rising. His hand was already down there, is he could think about arousing things perhaps he could get a rise out of his cock that would help keep the piss inside. He fondled and jiggled, but the only thing he could think of was that one time with Evan when they'd pissed all over each others pricks before they came like idiots. His cock hardened at the thought, but not nearly enough.
He stood slowly and held napkin over his crotch and his other hand still pinched his prick. Once he was upright he would release them both. The hallway to the left was virtually unused that was his target, if he lost control once he was there chances were slim he would be caught. He opened his hand and freed his prick; it throbbed along with his bladder. With his bottom lip between his teeth then took his first step. His breathing was ragged as he walked slowly towards the door, he couldn't move any faster. He could feel everything swaying, his cock, his balls, his aching bladder. One hand was against the door; he had almost made it.
The door swung open and he slipped through it, but he didn’t hear it close. A beat later it did.
"Severus?"
"Lupin, I'm busy." Severus growled.
"You aren't doing anything and we need to talk now."
Severus moved forward slowly. He couldn't talk and hold it and walk. "No!" Severus hissed.
In a flash Lupin had his back pressed into an alcove, his hands over his head and his wand out of his sleeve. Severus hadn't even had a thought of his wand except for the one between his legs. He pressed his legs together and bent his knees. Remus cast a notice-me-not and a silencing charm.
"Need help, Severus."
"Let me go, Lupin."
"Oh, I will let you go, do you need help waiting?" Remus asked mischief in his voice.
"I'm warning you." Severus winched and pressed his thighs together harder.
Remus stepped closer and put his knee tightly to Severus' crotch. "That help?"
He wanted to shout yes and no, because it did and it didn't.
"Since, I now have your attention we'll talk. You need to stop this, Severus. I will not be ignored. I don't expect to be friends, but when I speak to you I expect acknowledgement."
Severus whimpered and pushed himself hard to Remus' knee, he lost another drop too many more and the other man would be able to feel the dampness. His eyes fluttered as he groped for control.
"That's all I want, Severus. We are working together Wizards and professors both. Simple acknowledgement." Remus looked into the ebony eyes that reflected sheer panic. His prick hardened.
"Lupin…" Severus whinged. "You're hard." He said in the next strangled breath.
"I like piss play, Severus a lot. Did you do this to yourself on purpose to see how long you could wait? Or do you piss in your clothes when you get this full and make yourself wait? Perhaps there is some lover waiting in your chambers right at this moment waiting for you to let all that lovely golden water flow all over them?"
"No, no..no.. Are you daft?' Severus was about to lose it another drip was free of his bladder, snaking down his urethra toward the wide open damp slit.
"I'd let you piss on me. Right on my prick." Remus said seductively. "I'd come all over you in appreciation."
Severus shook, he couldn't say anything. Remus slowly lowered his knee and shoved his trousers and pants down to release his hard cock. He murmured a charm that released Severus' bottoms as well and let go of his hands.
The cool air hit Severus prick and he let loose; he didn't even have time to get a hand on his prick before he began to piss. They both groaned. Remus' hand was on his cock first pulling fast and hard as the warm stream ran over him. Severus took a second, but not only did the pissing feel almost orgasmic, but Lupin waking in his piss was fucking hot. He took control of his cock, even though his bladder was still in complete control of the flow. Lupin's head was thrown back and he moaned and begged for more.
"So hot Severus….Gods you're hot…..more….more….so wet….cover me…..please…."
Severus' prick was suddenly taking interest in something beyond pissing; he'd never had anyone beg before. It had been such a long time and he almost forgotten what this was like.
Remus' eyes were focused on his suddenly. "Coming…." He choked out.
Severus watched as the white cream split the stream of piss still shooting from his prick and land in his dark curls. He was hardening fast and the torrent was finally slowing; he kept going as long as he was able.
"Fuck, Severus." Remus whispered.
"Not right now, Lupin. I believe you need to return the favour tit for tat."
Remus looked at Severus' face and then his gaze slid slowly down to the hard prick.
"I demand satisfaction." Severus wouldn't beg this would have to be given freely. The first warm drops spattered his fingers; he wanked furiously in the wet heat. He ended up being more than satisfied.