katekintail (katekintail) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-04 17:37:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: katekintail, kink: bondage, kink: oral sex, kink: public sex, remus/crossover character |
LMOM: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 4
Title: Where, When, Why, Who & Howl Part 4
Author: KateKintail
Rating: R to NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Daniel
Kink: bondage, oral sex… and maybe a little something for the sneeze fetishists, too *blush*
Disclaimer: Not my characters or world. Just my creative juices. Please don’t sue. I don’t make a dime from this.
Summary: New Companions all around! Remus is in heat and in need of more things than sex…
Word Count for this part: 1,766
Notes: I’m in way over my head this year for pervy_werewolf’s Lusty Month of May. Any feedback you’ve got for me would be useful. Also, this is completely unbetaed, because of time constraints. Sorry!
Part 4
Where: PQX-577
When: May, 1997
“For the last time,” said the Doctor, hands in the air, raised up over his head. “I definitely do not have a snake in my belly. That’d be something a bloke would remember. You, Remus?”
“Snake-free,” Remus said, patting his stomach.
“I think they’re telling the truth, Sir,” said the woman. “I don’t sense anything.”
The one who was clearly the leader didn’t seem to incredibly persuaded. “Daniel, Teal’c, you stay here with that one. Sam and I will question this one first.”
So Remus watched as the leader and the woman led the Doctor over a hill and into a dense forest. He had no choice but to kneel in the dirt, hands bound behind his back. “Why do we need to be questioned?” he asked his two remaining captors. One was a very large black man with a strange, gold embalm on his forehead. The other was a skinny, bookish type with glasses and a notebook. Remus was instantly attracted to him.
“Jack and Sam are curious about how the two of you came to arrive here with your…” The bookish one looked over at the TARDIS. “English phone booth. Do you have access to another Stargate?”
“Stargate?” Remus repeated.
The black one silently raised a finger and pointed at the enormous stone hoop towering over them.
Remus wasn’t sure what that thing was, exactly and hadn’t known what it was called, but he should have guessed it was the Stargate. He and the Doctor had just arrived on the planet and looked around when a loud “Fwhooom!” sound had startled them and drawn them over to where they’d been captured.
“We don’t have one of those,” Remus said, tilting his head towards the Stargate, unable to point. “And we’re not a threat. My name’s Remus.”
“Named after one of the founders of Rome,” said the bookish one. He stopped abruptly to sneeze. He rubbed his nose on the cuff of his sleeve. “I’m Daniel and this is Teal’c.” He cleared his throat. “Um, Teal’c, it looks like they’re going to be a while and I really don’t want to be here longer than we need to.” He sniffed a bit wetly in demonstration. “Remember those writing samples I said I needed? Do you think you could get those for me?”
Teal’c cocked his head. “Would it not make more sense for you to go, Daniel Jackson?”
Daniel nodded. “You’re right. I’ll go. I’ll probably be fine. And if I don’t come back within an hour or two, Sam and Jack will probably be back by then to start searching for me-”
Teal’c cut him off. “I will retrieve the samples you need.”
“Thanks. You remember from the briefing?”
Teal’c smiled and nodded once.
Daniel watched him go, then immediately turned to the side and sneezed again. He started searching the many pockets of his fatigues for something to use on his nose.
“Allergies?” Remus asked. Wolfsbane was just about the only thing he was allergic to, but when he came in contact with it, that was never a pretty picture.
“No. I mean, yes, but not…” He shook his head and trailed off. Then he looked at Remus. “I, ah, I guess I kind of sneeze when I get nervous.”
Remus nodded with understanding. “I have a hanky in my left pocket. If you want it, it’s yours.”
Daniel sniffed and rubbed two fingers under his nose. Then, timidly, he approached. Remus was unable to get it for him, of course, so Daniel would have to get it himself. Of course, Remus knew a charm that would untie his bonds and free him in a second, without even needed to speak out loud, but they were already in a precarious situation and he thought it best not to insert magic into the current equation. So Remus merely leaned to the side and let the man insert a hand into his pocket. Daniel had bent over at first, but realized he had to sit down next to Remus in order to get into the pocket the right way.
The man reached around, searching, and Remus felt the warm fingers brush the shaft of his cock. He was thankful now he usually went left in his trousers, because the gentle touch of another man sent tingles right through him. “What are you nervous about?” Remus whispered.
Daniel looked him in the eyes for a moment, then quickly turned his head and sneezed sharply. He pulled the hanky out and buried his nose in it with a clearing blow. But he stayed there, so close to Remus they were nearly touching. Remus wanted to reach out to him and pull him close, but couldn’t. He wanted to make the man turn his head so they could kiss, but he couldn’t. All he could do was sit there, admiring and desiring at a distance. The phantom touch of warm fingers against his hot cock lingered and he was as horny as ever he was.
Daniel stared at him now. Their gazes locked and neither man would look away. They spoke seriously and softly and barely blinked, as though trying to see deeper, into each other’s souls.
Remus swallowed. “Why did you send you teammate away?”
“Samples,” Daniel replied. He stared back up into Remus’ eyes now. “Have to… do some research.”
“I see.” Remus nodded. That made sense. “Research. What do you study?”
The man moved forward. “People.”
“People?” Remus repeated. “People on other planets? People like me?”
“Exactly like you.” And with that, Daniel leaned forward and caught Remus up in a kiss. Daniel’s hands were even hotter than they’d been a moment ago, in Remus’ pocket. They slipped under Remus’ shirt. One stayed on Remus’ side, the other ran up, brushing over a nipple, stroking his chest. Remus breathed heavily around the heavy kiss, tilting his head one way and then the other, letting his tongue dive in and then out again. Merlin, the man could kiss! Remus didn’t even notice the glasses sliding down and hitting his face or the way the brim of the floppy green hat frequently hit him in the eyes.
Daniel’s fingers were undoing Remus’ trousers before Remus even had a chance to signal the next step. The man moved with some urgency, and Remus wondered how far away the others were. Could they come back at any time? Did they know what Daniel was doing? Had Daniel even ever done this before? Another passionate kiss silenced Remus’ thoughts. His mind went blank apart from the repetitive want… need… give… fuck… good… want…
The man shoved Remus’ trousers down to his knees and ran a finger along the shaft of Remus’ cock. “You really are from England, aren’t you?” he murmured, looking amused and quite pleased. Remus blushed rather badly.
“I am,” said Remus, slightly out of breath from all the kissing… and from what Daniel’s fingers were doing to his cock and balls. The strokes were maddeningly teasing but so very delightful. “And I mean you no harm.”
“I sort of figured,” Daniel said, grinning up at Remus. Then his breath caught and another sneeze snuck up on him. “heh-EHTchhhoo!”
“Bless you,” Remus murmured. “There’s no need to be nervous now.”
Smiling, Daniel wiped his nose dry and nodded before tucking the handkerchief away. Then he lowered himself down, glanced around to make sure no one was watching, and ran his tongue against Remus’ cock.
“Wait,” Remus said, a second later. He tried to pull away, but couldn’t really move, not with his hands bound as they were. The ropes were tight but his hands were far enough apart to maneuver. With a bit of struggling and squirming, Remus managed to slip one foot, followed by a leg, then the other foot and leg, through the loop his arms and hands formed. He brought his hands up in front of him, still bound but now not straining him by being behind his back.
He rather liked the look of it, actually. The cords rubbed against his wrists and… Remus lowered his hands to his lap and, curious, ran the robes against his erection It felt fantastic- strong and raw and slightly dangerous. He hadn’t felt so excited with anticipation in the longest time. And the gentle strokes of the braded rope against his sensitive skin couldn’t have made for better preparation.
Daniel grinned and then opened his mouth wide again. He took Remus in almost completely, and Remus felt his cock hit the back of the man’s throat. Teeth raked ever so gently against his cock as Daniel bobbed his head back and forth, but the sucking was what finally did Remus in.
Remus but his bound hands over Daniel, resting them at the back of Daniel’s neck, fingering the brown hair with grateful motions. He threw his head back, breathing hard, feeling conflicted. He wanted to come so badly, but he also wanted this loveliness to last. He’d had luck these last two trips, but who knew how long this would last? Sooner or later, the Doctor would take him back to his rotten life in England. And he wanted to finish this before the others came back, but he also sort of fancied the idea of someone walking in on them like this, seeing his cock in Daniel’s eager mouth and the man trapped between Remus’ body and the restraints. So tight in-between, with no choice but to suck and lick until…
Remus came ferociously, unrestrainedly, spilling into the man’s mouth and only a little on the uniform.
By the time the others returned, everything had been put right again, as though nothing at all had happened. Remus still knelt in the dirt, hands behind his back and trousers buttoned up properly. There was a mild flush in Daniel’s cheeks which hadn’t been there before, but otherwise things appeared to be perfectly normal.
“Right!” said the Doctor, coming over and helping Remus up. “We’re free and off to explore.” Remus’ bonds were released and the two of them headed away from the others together.
“What’d you say to them? How are we free?”
The doctor held up a black wallet. Inside was a seemingly blank piece of paper. “Psychic paper,” he explained. “Picked it up somewhere.”
“That’s magic,” Remus said. He’d know the charms anywhere. He and the Marauders had used it dozens of times, and the best, personalized ones had been reserved for their map.
“Is it then?” The Doctor narrowed his eyes, staring closely at the paper. “Well I’ll be.”