McKay (scribbulus_ink) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-02 07:49:00 |
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Current mood: | cheerful |
Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: scribbulus_ink, kink: exhibitionism, remus/severus |
LMOM #2: Bradycubia (RL/SS)
Title: Bradycubia
By: McKay
Rated: NC17
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Kink: mild exhibitionism, bradycubia - slow movement during penetration
Word count: ~630
Notes: This is based on karasu_hime's art from LMOM 2006: Bradycubia. The post is f-locked to the pervy_werewolf community on LJ.
Severus could have put on his dressing gown before he returned to the bedroom after his bath. He could have, but he didn't. It was far more enjoyable to see the look on Remus' face - surprise swiftly shifting to lust - when he walked into the room naked, his hair still damp and clinging to his neck.
"I forgot to take my clothes," he said nonchalantly as he sauntered to the wardrobe. He could feel Remus' gaze on him as he flung open the doors of the wardrobe and stood with his hip cocked and his head tilted as if he were trying to decide what to wear. As if his side of the wardrobe wasn't full of black trousers, starched white shirts, and long black frock-coats with an endless row of jet buttons down the front.
He had pulled out a shirt and jacket when he heard the growl, but he didn't have time to grab a pair of trousers before Remus was there, naked and pressed against his back, and he let the clothes slip from his hand and puddle, forgotten, on the floor.
"Tease." Remus growled and nipped his earlobe hard.
"I said I forgot my clothes," Severus replied in the most aggrieved tone he could muster, although he was internally gleeful that his plan had worked so well. "I'm trying to get dressed. I do have work to do, you know."
"Your students won't care if you're a few minutes late." Remus pushed him down, and Severus put up a token resistance before dropping to his hands and knees, resting his head on his folded arms and pushing his arse in the air in a blatant invitation, his easy capitulation making Remus laugh softly.
He heard Remus summon the jar of lubricant and prepare himself, and his breath hitched when he felt the blunt nudge of Remus' cock against his tight pucker; he pushed out to ease the slick slide of Remus' first thrust, a low groan escaping him. He didn't care how many times Remus fucked him; the exquisite pleasure of Remus' thick cock filling him never palled.
Apparently, Remus wanted to exact revenge, because he didn't grab Severus' hips and give Severus the kind of rough fucking he loved. No, Remus pushed deep and held there, grinding his hips against Severus' arse until Severus whimpered, his face growing flushed with arousal.
Slowly, slowly, Remus pulled back until he was almost all the way out, and then he eased forward again, the agonizing pace making Severus squirm. His toes curled as Remus thrust slow and deep, setting a rhythm that washed over Severus and swept him away. His body grew taut, and his control slipped away with the gentle rocking until he was moving with Remus, pushing back, greedy and desperate for more. His rational mind dissolved in a haze of heat and need, leaving him a creature of pure sensation, rutting mindlessly, a litany of moans and pleas tumbling from his lips.
Just when Severus grew certain he couldn't bear the slow pace any longer, Remus clenched his fingers on Severus' hips and quickened the tempo, and Severus cried out with relief. He curled his fingers around his own cock, stroking roughly as Remus fucked him harder and deeper, giving him the more he'd craved, and then he was coming, stars exploding behind his eyelids as his body arched and his hips pumped in the throes of release.
Panting, he slumped to the floor, and Remus followed him down, lying beside him, one arm flung across his sweat-drenched back.
"Tease," he said, his voice low and raspy, and Remus chuckled.
"I trust you've learned your lesson about walking around naked," Remus said, nuzzling his shoulder gently.
"I certainly have," Severus replied tartly.
I'll do it again tomorrow.