carawen (carawen) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-08 23:53:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: carawen, kink: oral sex, kink: sex in water, remus/harry |
LMOM '08: The Card Series: Queen of Clubs (8/31)
Title: The Card Series: Queen of Clubs (8/31)
Author: carawen
Rating: R
Pairing: Harry/Remus
Kink(s): oral sex, shower sex
Challenge: LMOM '08
Word Count: 672
Notes: see
here for an explanation of the cards.
Queen of Clubs:
Amor[sic] is a sign that someone is looking at you with great love and longing.
Harry's hand is sliding across the sheets before he's fully awake, but he encounters nothing but fabric. He groans as he sits up, blinking slowly without his glasses. Remus must have taken them off earlier, because he is sure he'd fallen asleep with them still on.
"You were supposed to still be asleep," Remus scolds mildly, opening the door and letting a tray float in.
"Sorry," Harry whispers, happy the older man has returned.
"I thought you might want to eat something before heading downstairs. You know Teddy will be quite energetic to see you once he gets back."
"Of course." Harry finds his glasses on the side table and puts them on. "Thanks."
"Anything for our convalescing Auror," Remus teases, setting the tray across Harry's lap. He toes his shoes off and slips back into the bed beside Harry.
"You'll spoil me if you keep up with this whole breakfast in bed thing. I'll get fat," Harry replies, leaning over to kiss Remus' cheek.
"I suppose I'll just have to make sure you exercise properly," Remus replies with a leer.
"The very best kind of exercise," Harry agrees. He turns his attention to the tray. After four days of hospital food he's very happy to see the simple but hardy meal Remus had prepared: thick slices of bread, a pat of butter, and a steaming bowl of stew that smells amazing. "Ah, this is perfect," Harry says, falling on it with gusto.
Remus laughs and nicks a slice of bread.
Harry pauses, spoon halfway to his mouth, and looks at Remus. "Are you not eating?"
"I already did, before I brought yours up. You've been asleep all day, you know."
"Sorry," Harry says, looking down.
"It's fine. You've got an excuse, after all." Remus runs a hand through Harry's messy hair and leans over to give him a quick kiss. "Now finish up so I can toss you in the shower."
Harry gives his a sly smile. "Only if you join me."
Remus laughs again. "We'll see," he says. Once Harry is done Remus lefts the tray away, setting it beside the bed. "Come on, then," Remus says, offering Harry a hand. "I do believe I promised you a shower."
"Yes," Harry answers, letting Remus pull him to his feet. "There's nothing quite like a long hot shower, after all."
Remus leads Harry into the shower. It's but a moment's work to unbutton Harry's top and push the drawstring pants from his hips. Harry tugs Remus' jumper from his pants, but Remus pushes him back. "Get the water started, hmm?"
Harry starts the water, which immediately adjusts to the perfect temperature, hot but not scalding, and watches Remus strip off quickly.
"Are you sure you're up to this?" Remus asks, stepping under the spray.
"Always," Harry replied, pulling Remus flush against him.
"You are supposed to be taking it easy," Remus comments, feeling Harry's cock growing hard against his hip.
"I've finally got you where I want you. There's no way I can hold back now," Harry groans, his fingers exploring the contours of Remus' arse.
"You just... let me do the work this time, hmm?"
"I suppose, if you insist," Harry replies, hands skimming up Remus' back as he kneels in front of Harry. "Ah, yes," he moans as Remus breathes over his cock. Remus' mouth feels warmer than the water spraying them as he takes Harry's cock in. Remus curls one hand around the bas of Harry's cock and drops the other to Harry's balls, massaging them lightly. "I think you are trying to kill me," Harry whispers, slicking Remus' wet hair back from his face.
Remus looks up at the touch, his eyes soft. He trails a hand up Harry's side until he can twine his fingers with Harry's.
"Beautiful," Harry breaths, letting go into Remus' mouth. "What about you?" he asks as Remus slowly stands back up.
"I'm afraid there's no need," Remus says, looking down at his own softening cock.
Harry laughs as kisses him happily.
tbc tomorrow