GryffindorJ (gryffindorj) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-04 12:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: gryffindorj, kink: exhibitionism, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus/sirius |
LMOM: Late Bloomer 4/31
Title:Scent (Late Bloomer 4/31)
Author: gryffindorj
Rating: soft R
Word count: 631
Characters: Remus, Sirius
Kink(s): Masturbation, exhibitionism
Challenge: LMoM '08
A/N: No beta so my own mistakes. Also I am not sure where I am going with this yet so hold on for the ride.
( Late Bloomer, Late Bloomer 2/31, Late Bloomer 3/31
Remus stood at the foot of his bed looking over at Sirius's. He thought about the scenes he heard, the actions he imagined from last night. They were enhanced now with the thought of the taste of come fresh in his mind.
He closed his eyes, inhaling deeply. He wanted to smell the come, hoping it had stained the sheets of Sirius's bed. Maybe then if he smelt it he could better know the taste.
They would be eating. Damn tossers ate like every meal was their last. If Remus didn't stop masturbating about them it just might be.
Remus undressed quickly, throwing his clothes off his body, toeing off his shoes, pulling his socks off last as he slipped into Sirius's bed. Under the cool sheets, he breathed deeply, searching for any scent of come, of sweaty bodies pressed against one another. Rolling to his stomach, his buried his head under the pillows searching for the scent.
He could imagine it, imagine the tang of it. He pressed his hard, aching prick into the mattress. He sighed with relief from the friction.
He pressed himself again and again into the mattress, the cool cotton sheets rubbing his sensitive prick. The sheets soon hot and moist with his pre-come, Remus moaned thrusting harder into the spot.
Remus could smell their bodies, boy rubbing boy. Their thighs rubbing one another's, slicked by the others sweat. Remus wanted to trace the rivulets of it, that travelled down their chests and stomachs. Lick it from the hair leading from their navels. Their bodies' bathing in sweat, tongues baptised in come.
Remus reached down his hand gripping his cock. He rolled over ready to stroke himself to them again. He hated himself for doing exactly what they wanted. That didn't matter right now, he could hate himself later, right now it was time to bring himself off.
Remus stroked his length pulling at his foreskin, and rubbing his balls with his other hand. He moaned arching his hips into his own fist. He opened his eyes to look down at his own strokes. As his gaze travelled down his body it didn't stop at his prick, there was someone standing at the door.
Damn! How had he not heard the door open? It was Sirius, standing in the entrance watching Remus wank all over his bed. "My bed Moony?" Sirius arched a brow at him.
Remus too full of heat and want didn't care, Sirius could watch. The more he thought about it he wanted Sirius to watch him.
"Watch me," Remus gasped out as he continued to rub his length. Squeezing and rubbing he continued, he heard his own sighs and mewls.
He fought to keep his eyes open watching Sirius watch him. Sirius stood stiffly swallowing hard again and again. His eyes unable to leave the sight of Remus's big hard cock. Remus loved it, it turned him on more. He heard himself laugh with his groans, he enjoyed it so much.
Remus fisted himself faster ready to come, snapping his hips. His cock began to push in his hand, pumping just as Sirius said it did. He came , his seed spreading over his hand, on to his stomach, splashing across Sirius's sheets. It was spectacular. His orgasm the best he had all day. A few last pleasure strokes then he stopped, he challenged Sirius with his eyes.
He removed his hand from his now soft prick, he traced his fingers up past his waist through the warm pools of his own come. Me moaned swirling his fingers in it. Then raised his hand to his mouth and slowly sucked each digit clean. Mewling as the creaminess skated across his tongue.
Sirius watched each deliberate movement, just as Remus wanted.