A/N: Many thanks for blpaintchart for the beta and brit pick....the remaining mess is all my fault!!
Remus' felt his trousers being zipped up and then Hermione's head popped back into. He wanted to groan and bang himself in the head.
"Hermione.."
She laid a hand on his. "Don't. I wanted to. I haven't found my niche yet, Remus. I came here with Harry because this would be a safe place to experiment. Relatively speaking, anyway."
So Harry had been mistaken or just thick. It wasn't necessarily older men she was interested in. His train of thought was interrupted by the tinkling of bells. Dinner was served. The entire group followed the host and hostess into the dining room.
It could have been a ballroom really, it was so large. The walls were done in an ivory watered silk, with gleaming marble floors threaded with gold, chandeliers that would have put the floating candles at Hogwarts to shame, and the ceiling was a nebula of changing colours. There were place cards, naturally and the traditional boy/girl seating pattern. Remus sat across from Severus who was flanked by Pansy Parkinson and Millicent Bagnold, while he himself was between Andromeda Tonks and Daisy Hookum.
There were finger bowls at each place with a slice of floating lemon. The water glasses were full, but the wine glasses and pilsners were empty and there was no flatware. He watched Lucius as he touched his wand to the rim of his wine glass, it filled with a dark red wine. Obviously, others had been watching as well or had been here before; everyone was touching the glass of their preferred beverage. Remus waited to see what was actually going to be served. Suddenly an army of house elves was upon them. Platters were set in the middle of the table piled high with Reshmi, Hara Bhara and Galouti Kababs, Prawns Rava Fry, individual skewers of chicken tikka, steamed momos, and crispy samosas. In addition there were stacks of naan bread, half a dozen chutneys, and several yoghurt sauces. Remus touched his wand to the pilsner, and watched it fill with a lovely amber coloured lager.
The conversation flowed freely, the din permeated the room. Severus took a few of the offerings while Remus filled his plate. Remus dipped a prawn in a green chutney and ate hungrily. As he licked the chutney off his index finger he glanced up at Severus. The dark chocolate eyes were trained directly on his mouth. I'll be happy to put on a show. Remus enjoyed his food with abandon licking and sucking every possible morsel and his fingers, too. His finger bowl remained untouched.
Remus heard a loud groan, and turned his head toward the sound. It was Arthur who was seated two spaces down from Severus. The man murmured a rough 'excuse me' and got up from the table awkwardly doubled up and hurried from the room. Remus was concerned, Indian food didn't always agree with everyone. He excused himself and went to make certain that Arthur had found the loo. The door was ajar on the room he imagined to be the bath, and then he heard a distinct voice say "fuck!" Remus pushed the door and slipped in closing it behind him.
He stepped further into the room "Arthur, are you all right?" Then Remus saw him, cock out, one arm against the wall, the other pumping frantically. Arthur froze and then looked over at Remus. Arthur's face blushed red.
"I'm sorry, I was worried….. and the door wasn’t' closed."
Arthur turned his face back to the wall as he spoke "I should have been more careful, but I blame you and all your licking and sucking for Severus."
"I w.."
"I know a show when I see one, and I know it wasn't intended for me, but I couldn't help watching. If you're half as enthusiastic as when you…" Arthur broke off.
Arthur's plump, freckled cock looked so inviting and Remus had aroused himself with his antics. Since it was his fault anyway he'd decided to give the man a hand or mouth as it were. Remus warded the door and dropped to his knees in front of Arthur.
"Remus, I don't think…."
"You're quite right!Don't think, Arthur." Remus peeled Arthur's hand off his cock and turned him so he could lean against the wall. Remus lapped at the cock head, playing with the foreskin. Arthur must have been working his cock under the table, it was copiously leaking pre-come. Remus sucked him down licking his way up the ridge back to the head. Reaching his hand up, he fondled Arthur's low hanging balls. Arthur gasped and his balls drew up. Remus worked Arthur's shaft with short even strokes and he sucked like a leech on the tip. Arthur lost control of his hips and started rocking them trying to push more of his cock into the warm, sucking mouth. Remus released his hold, and let him thrust.
Arthur was taking short gasping breaths, his cock hitting the back of Remus' tight throat. Reaching up Remus played with the ever tightening balls, cupping them and then squeezing gently until they drew up fully in his hand.
"I'm ..I can't…"
Remus sucked him down to the root. Arthur's hips moved frantically, he let out a strangled cry and poured himself into Remus' waiting mouth. Arthur slid down the wall in a heap. Stunned for a moment Remus could just look then springing into action he summoned a glass of water, and did up Arthur's trousers. Within a few minutes the blue eyes opened and blinked at him in confusion.
"You passed out. Have this. It will help." Remus pushed the water glass into his hand.
"Passed out?" He sipped the water.
"Apparently."
Arthur dropped his eyes and took a deep breath. "I've never…Molly wouldn't…..I didn't…"
"It's all right. I don't need to know, really."
Arthur sighed and leaned his head back against the wall with his eyes closed. "I know I don't need to, but I'll tell you it was everything I imagined."
It was Remus turn to blush and he didn't even try to respond directly. "If we hurry we can probably still make it in time for the dessert."
Arthur opened his eyes and grinned ruefully. "I just hope it's not an ice cream cone or ice lollies."
Remus chuckled and held his hand out to help Arthur up from the floor.