[FIC] Remus/Sirius -- The Breakfast (Part 2/2) (NC-17) Title: The Breakfast Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Remus/Sirius Kink(s): Food!sex and Dirty Talk Challenge: Lusty Month of May Marathon, day three Words: 1622 Notes: A continuation of the fic from day two... 1 | 2 Repost of the LMoMM fic - Day Three Originally Posted: May 2005
Morning dawned and there was a part of Remus that wanted to sleep until Doomsday; whatever and whenever that might be. All he knew was that he didn't want to wake up and face Sirius today, that much he was certain of. There was a part of him, albeit very small, that wanted to know just what would happen when they saw each other for the first time after... whatever it was that passed between them last night.
Curling up into a tighter ball, Remus pulled his knees up to his chest. Perhaps if he just curled up completely, he could disappear and pretend that nothing existed outside of this bed. Maybe. There was always a distinct possibility that by hiding his problems could go away forever.
Then again, hiding from his problems had never worked in the past so why should it work this one time?
There was a light knock at the door and Remus opened his mouth to answer the knock before he could think to remain silent and feign sleep. As soon as the words "come in," left his lips, Remus mentally kicked himself. It was Sirius coming in to either apologise for the mistake he made last night or... or Remus wasn't sure what the other possibility could be.
A dark head peeked into the room and Remus knew he didn't have long to wonder what the purpose of Sirius's visit was.
"Perfect. You're still in bed."
Remus was glad he was in a prone position, for if he was standing he knew he would have fallen over hearing Sirius's words. As it was, his mouth dropped open slightly, and forming words was completely beyond him by this point .In the end, Remus only managed to look like a fish out of water with the way his mouth opened and closed.
"Rendered you speechless?" Sirius asked with a laugh. "I don't think I've ever seen you completely and totally speechless ever before. This is a new experience for me."
Again Remus attempted to speak but for the second time found himself incapable of making any noise. This only made Sirius laugh for a second time and the timbre of Sirius's voice settled deep in the pit of Remus's stomach. He was glad he was on his side as there was no tenting of the duvet to give away the beginnings of an erection.
Thank Merlin for small favours.
Humming to himself, Sirius pushed the door open further with his shoulder and entered the room, carefully balancing a tray of breakfast foods in his hands. Remus's eyes flicked from Sirius's face to the tray of food, then back up to Sirius's face.
"What... is that?" Remus asked, rolling over and pulling himself into a sitting position. He knew he was opening himself up to the discovery of a half-hard cock, but that was just the way it would have to be.
Sirius motioned towards the tray with his head. "This is known as breakfast." He made a move to hold up a hand as if to silence any protestations from Remus but realised letting go of the tray with one hand would most likely result in dropping the tray and that wouldn't fit in with his plans at all. "And you're not allowed to protest either. I cooked up all of this with one hell of a hangover and you're going to eat every single bloody bite if I have to feed it to you."
Well that answered the previous night's question about Sirius's sobriety. Remus shook his head, dimly wondering just how much alcohol Sirius consumed in a week's time. There was a small voice that spoke in the back of his mind that told Remus that perhaps... he didn't want to know.
The notion of what Sirius was offering finally sunk in. Remus sat up straighter in bed, rubbing the last bit of sleep from his eyes. Feed him? Breakfast? Remus shook his head trying to figure out what Sirius had just implied.
If Sirius had a hangover; that meant that he was no longer drunk. That also meant that everything he was offering was being offered with a clear head and conscious.
"Sirius...?" Remus asked softly.
"Yes?" Sirius asked, placing the tray of food on the bedside table and slipping into bed beside Remus.
Remus just looked at Sirius, all thoughts completely gone from his head. With a grin, Sirius turned to the tray of food.
"So, what should we start with?" Sirius asked. "There are pancakes with strawberries for a topping... and eggs..." Sirius turned to Remus with a wicked glint in his eye. "I personally am in favour of the strawberries."
Remus's eyes widened slightly. "S-strawberries?" he asked, his voice sliding up two octaves higher than it usually was.
Sirius picked up the small bowl of strawberry topping that was on the tray and held it up for Remus to see. "Yes, strawberries. What do you say, Remus? Care to have this drizzled on your chest and slowly licked off?" Remus let out a small squeak, his eyes widening further. Sirius continued; ignoring Remus's initial reaction and was soon unable to keep a smirk forming on his face. "Or would you rather I drizzled it lower? Rather that I poured a little bit on your cock and slowly licked it off?"
Without meaning to, Remus licked his lips and just nodded slightly; his eyes never leaving Sirius's. He knew that, logically, Sirius was completely sober but it was still impossible to think that Sirius would offer to do this without any influence of alcohol.
"I'll finally suck you off you know," Sirius said matter-of-factly, pulling the duvet back to expose Remus completely. "Last night was just a tease, but now I'll finally know what you taste like. I'll take you into my mouth, let you fuck my mouth until you come, and then do you know what I'll do?" Sirius asked, his eyes shining.
"W...what?" Remus asked, his voice barely audible.
"I'll swallow all of you... and I'll keep sucking until there's nothing left. I'll run my teeth over your balls until you're whimpering for me to fuck you... to slam into you until you can't walk, but that'll have to wait until tonight. You get everything in stages, Moony."
Remus swallowed hard, looking at Sirius, breath coming out in short pants. He had never known Sirius to speak like this, but then again, he had never known Sirius to willingly go down on another man either. It seemed like the morning was just chalk full of surprises.
Sirius moved on top of Remus, straddling the other man's narrow hips. He held the small dish of strawberry topping in one hand which left his right hand free to play with and caress Remus's chest. Thumb and forefinger teased and tweaked Remus's nipples, drawing them to bud. Sirius smiled down at Remus then began to dribble the strawberry topping down his chest.
What he didn't expect the topping to be was warm. Remus winced at the slight heat from the sauce as it came in contact with his skin, but Sirius's fingertips spreading it across his chest took away any momentary pain.
"Not too hot, is it?" Sirius asked when he saw Remus wince.
Remus shook his head. "No, I just wasn't expecting it to be warm."
Sirius smirked. "The jar will be cool by the time I get to your cock, Moony."
Lowering his mouth to Remus's chest, Sirius's tongue flicked out and he began to lick the strawberry topping off his chest in long strokes. He spent more time cleaning off his nipples and after a few minutes of Sirius's tongue rubbing across the bud, Remus knew there was no strawberry sauce to be found. Then Sirius began to use his teeth to tug on the nipple, his tongue still teasing. Remus groaned, tossing his head back. Sirius chuckled deep in his throat, beginning to kiss his way down Remus's chest.
His eyes flicked up to Remus's face as he reached for the strawberry topping one last time. After putting a finger in the sauce to test the warmth and as promised, it had cooled off.
"Are you ready to have the topping on your cock, Moony?" Sirius drawled, drizzling the sauce on Remus's cock without waiting for an answer. "Are you ready for me to slowly lick it off to get the first taste of you? And then to keep sucking and teasing until you finally come for me?" Sirius paused, a wicked light coming to his eye. "Or maybe I'll grip the base of your cock and keep you from coming. I could tease the head of your cock with my tongue and you'd be powerless to come until I let you. Do you want to be completely at my mercy?"
"Please," Remus whimpered, thrusting his hips upwards. "I want you, Sirius. Do what you will," he murmured blindly. "I don't care. Just do it now."
Long strokes of Sirius's tongue removed the strawberry sauce from his cock. Truth be told, breakfast in bed had just been an excuse to get into the room and they both knew it. Remus watched Sirius through half-silted eyes as the other man lay in between his legs, leisurely lapping at his cock, swirling his tongue around the head. Sirius didn't follow through with his threat of not allowing Remus to come. It wasn't long before Remus finally came, his hands tight in Sirius's hair. Remus finally collapsed on the bed, his body soaked with sweat while Sirius still remained between Sirius's legs, looking much like the cat that swallowed the canary.
"I always did like breakfast in bed," Sirius said with a smirk.