Disclaimer: HA! Of course they are not mine, silly.
Warnings: Bedroom action! English is my second
language and it's not beta-read yet.
… Slash..? Heh, well, you know me.
For Dragon Mistress
Kissing was good, Remus thought. Almost as good as he remembered it to be. There was a tongue he was sucking on, there were fingers in his hair, stroking his scalp. There also was a hand squeezing his left butt cheek delightfully.
Yes, he thought, as he let out a content sigh. He certainly could get used to it. Kissing was very good.
Groping was good too. His hand traveled to his lover's arse as he attacked their neck, placing a trail of kisses along the white skin.
Bodies pressed together so closely as if they were one, hands stroking and fondling, they collapsed on the bed.
Buttons sprang from his shirt as it was ripped open and immediately soft hair tickled his exposed flesh. Wet tongue circled around his right nipple while smart fingers were taking care of the other one.
Remus let out a noise that sounded like half a growl, half a yelp and threw his head backwards. He certainly could get used to shagging too, why the hell not?
The tongue traveled down his stomach, did a roundabout around his bellybutton.
He heard his trousers' button pop open. He mentally prepared for some of the pleasure he denied himself for such a long time.
The zipper was undone now and his trousers and underwear landed somewhere, he didn't know where. There was a skilled hand, stroking him, moist lips were closed around his cock and Remus felt it was heaven… Almost.
It wasn't long before he felt he was ready.
He embraced the warm body above him and turned it around. He reached his hand to prepare his lover for his short arrival and he stopped dead.
"Wh… Why did you stop, love?"
"I'm sorry."
Remus hung his head in resignation. It will never be the same as before. Never.
"Could I ask you something..?"
"Anything. You know I'll do anything."
"Could you transform yourself into Sirius?"