loony4lupin (loony4lupin) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-04 23:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: loony4lupin, kink: fetish (any), remus alone, remus/sirius |
LMOM #2: Heather [Remus/Sirius, PG-13ish]
Title: Heather (Admiration)
Rating: PG-13ish
Word Count: 591
Pairing: Remus/Himself, Remus/Sirius
Kink(s): Fetish KNEES
Challenge: Lusty Month of May
Notes: In honor of it being May, all the stories will be based off a flower.
Eventually, Remus made it back to the common room but he was too tired to drag himself up the stairs and deal with all the questions of him running off. The clock above the fire place told him that he had spent a good three hours roaming around the halls after the incident in the prefect’s bathroom and it was nearing one in the morning. He settled himself on the sofa but found it too hot, with a small whimper of impatience he dimmed the fire to just coals and transfigured his trousers into shorts before settling into the chaise, closer to the windows and the soft breeze flowing through the common room.
Remus drifted off to sleep, trying not to think about the moon or the scene in the prefect’s bathroom.
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The water was lapping against his knees, warm water… but the breeze was cool and it made him shiver when the water retreated and then came back again. Again on and then away… again and then away. He sighed in pleasure, the water felt wonderful against him and it sent cool and warm shivers down his spine and through his cock. It was a comforting feeling, a beautiful warmth.
Remus woke from his dream, confused because he was not on the beach and there was not water lapping at knees.
Sirius.
Sirius was licking his knees.
Remus blinked. He blinked again. Sirius was still there… still licking his knees.
“Nghhaa!” He never claimed to be intelligent when someone was licking his knee caps. Sirius looked up, but continued to lick and nip at his knees. Remus shivered and his mouth kept opening his mouth, wanting to speak but nothing happened. He thought maybe he looked like a goldfish, gaping mouth and shocked face.
“Moony, you have the most lick-able knees!” His mouth grazed again, nibbling again on his left knee before lapping at it again. He nuzzled his nose against Remus’ knee, his eyes closed. Remus seemed to find his voice.
“What in Merlin’s name is wrong with you!?!” Although he found his voice, he still couldn’t find the power of his body because it betrayed him in two ways; he couldn’t move away from Sirius it felt like there was lead in all of his bones and he had a very large and insistent erection pressing against his trousers and thigh.
“How have you kept these from me?” Sirius continued to lick and kiss Remus’ knees, ignoring Remus’ question. “They’re all knobbly and pale… did you know you have no hair here?”
“Knobbly isn’t a word,” Remus responded automatically. Sirius just ignored him and continued to lick. Remus continued to just stare in amazement as Sirius’ tongue dipped and swirled into every crevasse of his (knobbly) knees. Remus began to squirm, his erection straining for friction, he got a decent amount against his shorts. Sirius just glared at him before taking his hands and holding down Remus’ knees. Remus felt the place where Sirius’ fingers were burn like hot coals. But his body, again, seemed to have a mind of its’ own, thrashing and thrusting as much as it could under Sirius’ mouth. Remus just stared at the Sirius’ pink tongue and sharp teeth. His mind had turned into flabberworms.
What felt like eons later, Sirius stopped and looked at Remus, his eyes wide and innocent, his mouth swollen and red from the attention he was paying Remus’ knees.
“Well, do you mind if I have a wank while I’m at it?”
Remus came in his pants.