Just a little something to make up for not updating in a while. I have MAJOR Writers Block… if you are reading or have read either 'Mummy Moony' or 'Good Boys Like It Rough' feel free to shoot me an idea or two. I NEED them. Oh, and if I owe you a fic yes, I know that I'm terribly late. Bear with me… I WILL have them done. Eventually. *Shifty Eyes*
I own only the plot and the delicious Frozen Grapes next to me.
Remus shifted slightly, rubbing his legs together to get rid of a slight itch. He was laying outside in his Parent's back yard on a towel, wearing nothing but thin cotton shorts and with a large bowl of frozen green grapes on one side and a copy of Parzival on the other. Remus wrinkled his nose as he attempted to dislodge a rather outgoing fly.
The hot summer sun beat down on the Lupin's back yard, making everything warm to the touch. Remus suspected that he might be obtaining a sunburn before the day was over but he just could not bring himself to care. He was so damn comfortable on this soft towel, laying in the warm sun with his eyes closed... The only thing that could make this moment even MORE perfect was if Sirius was here with him.
Remus smiled softly to himself and slipped a grape past his pursed lips. If Sirius were here, he'd be almost naked and wet... Definitely wet. He'd have poured water all over himself and Remus would be watching the clear droplets trickle down Sirius' Quidditch defined chest and abs, and licking the water up. Remus smirked slightly as he felt his prick harden and he trailed a grape over his bare chest before popping it into his mouth, the sweet fruit clashing with the sweat of heat and arousal. Remus plucked another grape from the bowl and sucked it slowly into his mouth. He rolled the round fruit around in his mouth as he imagined sucking Sirius off right this moment. Remus shuddered, despite the heat, as he pictured Sirius sprawled on the grass with a lazy aroused smirk on his face. He would stroke Remus' hair and cheek before gently pushing his head down on the shaft... Remus let out a breathless little gasp as he let his hand snake down his shorts. Rubbing softly, Remus let his other hand reach into the bowl of grapes and pull out a cluster. Just like Caesar, Remus held the cluster of grapes above his head and plucked the fruit from it with his lips. With his other hand, Remus slowly drew his nails over his member, moaning softly as his nails caught on the skin, tugging it gently just the way Sirius would do when they were together. He squirmed and dropped the now bare grape vine in the grass. Softly massaging his prick with one hand, Remus used the other to reach behind him and press a finger into his sweat slickened hole. Not caring whether his parents looked outside or not, Remus raised his hips and brought them back down again, impaling himself on two fingers while at the same time wrapping his sweaty and callused hand around his prick. He gasped loudly as his fingers hit something inside of him that made him see sparks behind his closed eyelids. He imagined Sirius fingering him... with that self confident grin of his and his devilish good looks and a second later, Remus' seed was covering his hand and ruining his shorts.
Sighing in contentment, Remus wiped his hands off on the towel and bunched it up in front of his shorts so neither his mother nor his father could see the mess that he had made. Retrieving the empty grape bowl and his book from the grassy ground, Remus made his way past the back door and into the kitchen where he found his mother smoking a cigarette, with her back to the glass sliding door.
"Thanks for the snack Mum." Remus placed the bowl on the counter next to the sink and shifted the towel so that he was still covered.
"Not a problem, Dearie." Sylvia Lupin muttered as she shifted through the papers on the kitchen table. "Have you seen a lime green envelope anywhere?"
Remus shook his head. "Nope. I'm going up to my room alright?"
"That's fine. Have you finished all of the grapes?"
"Mm-hm. I'm still a bit peckish though... When's dinner?"
"Not till late." Sylvia Lupin stubbed her cigarette out on an ashtray that Remus had made her when he was six. "Would you like another snack? You could sit outside with a frozen banana if you like."
Remus smirked as he thought of the long and hard frozen treat. "That would be great, Mum. Thanks. But first I need to write to Sirius."
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