carawen (carawen) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-03 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: carawen, kink: frottage, kink: partially clothed sex, remus/harry |
LMOM '08:The Card Series: Two of Clubs (3/31)
Title: The Card Series: Two of Clubs (3/31)
Author: carawen
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Remus
Kink(s): partially clothed sex, frottage
Challenge: LMOM '08
Word Count: 754
Notes: see
here for an explanation of the cards.
Two of Clubs:
The railroad forecasts a long journey; if near the broken mirror, a serious accident; if near the mouse, a robbery.
It's strange to Remus, that he would act so differently from the first time he was drunk to the second. He'd been quite comfortable that night in the dominant role with the Muggle who'd picked him up in the bar, but he'd been equally comfortable letting Harry be the aggressor the night before.
There had only been two other men he'd let top him, both special in their own way, so what is it about Harry?
He sighs and lets his head drop to the desk he sat before, not ready to think on the implications of that.
"Remus? Remus, are you in there?"
Remus jumps as Harry continues to bang on the door.
"You've been in there all day. Will you please come out to eat and talk to me?"
Remus looks at the clock surprised. Had he really been sitting there for over six hours?
"Fine then. If you won't come out, I'll come in. Alohomora." Harry stands in the now-open doorway, looking him over. "Can we please talk without you running away?"
Remus gulps and looks down. "I suppose we should get this over with."
Harry sighs and sits in the chair on the opposite side of the desk. "Perhaps I didn't put as much thought into last night as I could have, but I don't regret it," he says frankly.
"What?" Remus stares incredulously at him.
"What what?" Harry counters. "I've been imagining last night for a long time now, and the reality was far better than I expected."
Remus stands. "You can't possibly be serious. You may have all the time in the world for what ever flings you'd like, but I don't have that luxury."
"It's not a fling or a one-off or an experiment or anything else you might say to try to lessen it!" Harry shouts, standing as well. "I've been waiting a long time to notice how much you mean to me."
"Did you have a falling out with Ginny again? I won't be used to make her jealous."
"God dammit, Remus!" Before Remus notices him moving Harry has him pinned against a bookcase. Remus is surprised to realize for the first time that he and Harry are the same height. When had the younger man grown up? "Did you fight Tonks this hard as well?" he whispers against Remus' lips.
Remus is embarrassed at the moan that escapes him as Harry presses his body flush against Remus'. Harry's tongue slides in between his open lips, prompting another moan. It's not until Harry's hand slithers between his legs that Remus realizes just how hard he is. Harry fondles his through his clothes for a moment before his hand creeps around to Remus' back, bringing Remus' hips tight against his.
"I won't let you deny this," Harry pants into Remus' ear. "If it were nothing, I would find someone that means nothing to me. You're too important to me to mess around on."
"Harry," Remus whines, giving into the rhythm as Harry rocks against him. "Why do I let you push me so much?"
"Because you want it too," Harry replies, grinding harder against Remus. "You can fight me as much as you want verbally, but your body agrees to it all." Harry's hand drops from Remus' lower back to his thigh and pulls it up and around Harry's hip. "Fuck, Remus, what you do to me," he growls, then latches on to Remus' throat, sucking hard.
"What I do to you?" Remus laughs, though it comes out far breathier than he intended. He tightens his leg around Harry, making the younger man groan into his neck.
"God, gonna come," Harry thrusts against Remus even harder and faster.
"Yes," Remus whispers as softly as he can, running a hand through Harry's perpetually messy hair.
"Fuck!" Harry jerks against Remus, the sticky fluid making a mess of the inside of his pants. Remus lets Harry's shudders carry him along as he comes as well.
Harry sinks slowly to his knees, Remus coming along to sit in his lap. Harry smiles weakly and brushes a hand over the mark he's left on Remus' throat. "Are you ready to concede yet?" he asks softly.
Remus sits up abruptly, eyes wide. "Oh god, what did I just do?" He scrambles up, refusing to look at Harry. "I can't- I have to go." He hurried, out, leaving a confused Harry behind him.
'This will be a longer road than I expected' Harry thinks to himself, slowly standing and leaving as well.
tbc tomorrow in Queen of Diamonds