THE SLASH BUG HAS BITTEN.
MWPP. Seventh year. I don't own Harry Potter.
"Go away Sirius, I'm reading," Remus muttered, turning the page of his large, leather-bound book. He though Sirius would be with James and Peter, at the annual shooting star watching sleepover, some lame excuse to sleep outside and get covered in grass and bugs.
Sirius snorted and poked him once again in the arm. "C'mon Moony! You're always studying. Study this, study that! Why can't it be Padfoot time? Eh?" Sirius grinned, ignoring the mildly wounded look on Remus' face.
Now that he had his feelings hurt, Remus set his jaw and concentrated the book with determination. I do not always study! That's so like Sirius, to assume I'm studying just because I'm reading a book, Remus thought.
He was actually reading a murder mystery novel. He had actually been enjoying himself, sitting in the completely empty and silent dorm room on Saturday night, studiously reading a scene where a young girl was abducted and put in somebody's basement. Sirius then took it upon himself to become the most irritating person on earth.
Remus went back to reading the scene then went rigid, feeling a finger sliding up his spine. "P-Sirius, what are you doing?" he choked out.
Sirius grinned at him. "Just kidding with you is all. You done studying yet? he asked, slipping on an innocent mask. Remus flushed and shut his book, relaxing and turning away from Sirius to reach into his backpack.
"Yeah, I just have to put away an essay I wrote earlier. Give me one minu... Padfoot?" he asked, feeling Sirius crawl up behind him on his chair.
Sirius pressed a soft kiss to the back of his neck. Tension returned to Remus' body, and he snapped his bookbag open, searching for the essay and trying to pretend that his best friend hadn't just kissed him. "I just gotta find it, then we can go outside or something," Remus continued, pretending like nothing happened.
Sirius licked his ear and he flinched away. "Nah. I'm horny. Let's stay in," Sirius whispered, bringing himself flush against him.
Remus stopped moving. Something was pressing insistently against the small of his back, and if Sirius' words were any indication, he could guess what it was.
"Ehahaha... very funny, Sirius," Remus said nervously, sliding off the chair and sitting on Sirius' bed.
Sirius sat next to him and slid his arm around his waist. He grinned at him and leaned in closely. Remus couldn't find it in himself to pull away from him. "To answer your unasked question, no, I'm not joking. To answer your other unasked question... no. I'm not a pouf. I just happen to be very horny. And you happen to be very attractive," he added, eyes raking over Remus' body.
Remus flushed a cherry red and averted his eyes. He let out a short laugh.
"Yeah, sure," he muttered, trying to twist out of Sirius' grasp. Sirius just held him closer, watching him steadily with gray eyes.
"You are Moony. That girl was a moron for breaking it off for you last week," said Sirius, no joking in his voice by then. Remus rolled his eyes. "Whatever Padfoot. We're not sh-shagging. I'm straight," he said, just to clarify.
Sirius shrugged. "So? We're both turned on," he said, glancing down. Remus didn't need to look to know how hard they had both gotten.
Sirius then withdrew his arm like he had been burned. Remus watched his face curiously, wondering what he had done. "Unless you don't find me... suitable," Sirius said flatly. Remus bit back a chuckle. Sirius was afraid of rejection?
"No, that's not it. I just don't think two guys shagging is the best idea, especially when they're both straight and good friends," Remus assured him. Sirius visibly relaxed and snaked his arm back around him.
"Sorry Padfoot, I ju-"
And suddenly his mouth was a little preoccupied.
Sirius pressed his lips against Remus', willing as reaction. His tongue darted out, almost unsure, and he slid his hand back around Remus to pull him closer. Hesitantly, after several moments of no movement on the werewolf's end, Sirius pulled away.
Remus scooted a bit farther away and stared at the sheets, face pale. Sirius, on the other hand, edged closer and looked terribly flushed.
Remus chanced a look at Sirius' face and instantly felt bad. His friend looked mortified; he was pink in the cheeks and his eyes were shooting around anywhere but Remus.
"So, er... you don't find me attr- Never mind. Sorry," Sirius stuttered, uncharacteristically nervous.
Remus coughed and wrung his wrists, swinging his feet. He noted with horror that while his lips hadn't reacted back, other parts of him had. He was terribly hard and aching; his trousers far too tight for comfort.
"Why'd ya do that Sirius?" Remus asked.
Sirius cleared his throat. "Well, I don't know. I was all horny, and wondering what it's be like to be with a guy, so I came here to... you know, toss off. But you were here, so I starting thinking that you really needed a good shag, because you don't realize just how good you look..." he trailed off.
Remus bit his lip. "I'm not angry at you or anything. I just don't think it'd be right," he told him.
Sirius looked up at him and his worried eyes went bright. His jaw set and a smile crept it's way up his face. "You want to," he stated confidently. Remus blinked. "Say what?" he asked.
"You. Want. To. Shag. Me. You have been with a girl right?" he queried. Remus nodded, still bewildered by his mood swing.
Sirius nodded firmly and grinned. Leaning over, he captured Remus' lips again. He crawled over, forcing Remus to lay down on the bed underneath him. "Wha ah oo do en?" Remus asked around kissing, finally giving in to Sirius' persistent tongue, panicking slightly.
"Helping you realize just how sexy you are," Sirius replied, eyes glassy and voice hoarse.
Remus rolled his eyes and tried not to groan when Sirius lapped at his neck. Sirius sat back up and quickly pulled off his shirt and sweater. Remus' heart sank. He was just beginning to like the idea, but he couldn't imagine taking off his shirt after seeing a body like Sirius'. He was almost adolescent in comparison.
Sirius positioned himself over Remus, not noticing the look of deep despair etched onto his friend's face.
The smaller boy looked over Sirius sloping chest, broad shoulders, and unmarred skin (apart from a few scars, but they only added to the appeal). He shrunk back into the mattress, but Sirius pulled him up, kissing him deeply. Sirius groaned when Remus' tongue slid against his own, and he began work on his friend's tie.
Remus pretended he didn't feel Sirius' fingers tracing the hem of his oxford and preoccupied himself by kissing Sirius back roughly. He gripped the back of his head, hands curling into dark hair and tugging it lightly.
Sirius pulled away and pulled off Remus' shirt in one swift motion.
The stillness and awkwardness that followed was in deep contrast to the heavy kissing just moments prior. Remus was still with embarrassment. When he had been with the one girl the previous year, it was a quick shag against a wall with all their clothes on.
Sirius on the other hand, felt his cock harden considerably as he ran his fingers swiftly down Remus' chest.
Remus jolted when Sirius ran his thumb over his nipple and went back to kissing his neck. Going with the flow, he decided to pretend like he wasn't horrified that somebody had seen underneath his clothes. His pants tented; he ignored that for the time being as well.
He held back a moan when Sirius scraped his teeth over his collarbone and was shocked to realize he had to restrain himself from bucking up. What had he gotten himself into?
Sirius slowed his pace, taking into consideration every tiny scratch or scar. He delicately licked each one, stroking them with his tongue or tracing them lightly with his lips. Remus was soon panting beneath him, hands once again twisted in his hair.
Finally allowing himself a long moan, he shifted against Sirius, pressing his pelvis slightly against the other boys.
Sirius grunted and dropped his head onto Remus' chest, fighting for self-control. "Merlin Remus, no girl has ever gotten me this... wound up," Sirius murmured into the other boy's hair. Remus bit his shoulder and twisted his nipple gently in his fingers.
He threw caution and tact to the wind, gripping Remus' hips and abruptly shoving his erection between his legs. Remus gasped and swore loudly, lifting his hips off the bed.
They ground against each other, grabbing and groping at the other's flesh. Their teeth hit together when they feverishly kissed, mouths pressed together as they moaned.
Sirius thrust shortly against Remus and he grasped his legs, forcing them apart to get a better angle. The darker boy's head snapped back, eyes squeezed shut, and Remus panted against his neck.
Their thrusts grew fervent and they unbuttoned their strained trousers and tentatively rubbed their cocks against each other.
Sirius pulled off Remus' boxer promptly, wrapping his long fingers around the base and jerking up roughly. Remus reached around and slipped his hands into Sirius' boxers, grabbing Sirius' bare arse, pulling him closer.
Sirius jerked Remus off and he squirmed, hands slipping off Sirius' sweaty back. He gasped and groaned, arching into the boy's touch and let out a low scream as he came into Sirius' hand, cum soaking the fronts of their trousers and their stomachs.
Sirius continued rubbing his crotch, willing it to get hard again. Remus was ready again after a few short moments and Sirius ground his own erection slowly against his leg, finally discarding his boxers completely.
Their gazes met. "You sure?" Sirius muttered, already turning Remus over. He nodded and got on all fours, pushing his arse back against his friend.
Sirius slid a single finger into him and Remus tightened around it, unused to the intrusion. Sirius ducked down and massaged Remus' arse gently with his other hand, licking around the rim carefully. "No!" Remus gasped out. Sirius withdrew his tongue from where it was joining his finger. "I-I can't do that," Remus whispered.
Sirius kissed the small of his back and nodded, adding another finger to the other, then withdrew and reached into his pants to pull out his wand. Conjuring some lube, he got on his knees and positioned himself over Remus, kissing behind his ear and drawing little circles on his hip.
Remus couldn't help but wonder when the atmosphere went from lusty to intimate, but found he didn't mind all that much.
Sirius rubbed the slick gel on his erection and put the bottle to the side. Remus tensed when he began to work his way inside. Sirius distracted him by cupping his balls.
He pushed in, inch by inch, in small thrusts, until he was completely in the werewolf. Remus bit his lip viciously, trying to keep from crying out,
and Sirius had the sense to grab his wand quickly and lock the door and place a few silencing spells on the room.
Sirius experimented apprehensively, rocking against Remus softly; he was encouraged when he pushed back against him and his hand shot back to grab his hair.
He continued to hold his balls and gently push in and out of Remus, not wanting to hurt him.
"Harder. Faster," Remus gasped. Sirius bit into his neck, feeling his balls tighten.
He began to steadily increase his pace until he was bucking into his tightness, groaning and trembling. Remus shook beneath him, his own hand stroking his cock until Sirius pushed it away and replaced it with his own. Sirius dropped his head to the back of Remus' neck, nipping the skin there gently and barely registering how hard he was shagging his best friend.
The bed shifted beneath them, banging against the wall; they were too lost in pleasure to notice. "Moony, please," Sirius groaned, grasping his friend's hair and pulling his head back roughly to suck his neck. Remus just grunted and grabbed Sirius' hand, securing it tighter around him and pumping faster.
"P-Padfoot, I'm going to-" Remus cried out, spilling out into Sirius hand and tightening his heat around his cock.
Sirius thrust jerkily, moaning into Remus' ear. The bed was hitting the wall dangerously hard and he pushed into Remus erratically for a few more moments before burying his head into his neck and coming almost violently.
They lay there for a few moments before Sirius pulled out and flopped down onto the bed next to Remus. Remus laughed shakily and gathered his clothes.
"Well then... erm, I guess I'll go shower," Remus muttered. Sirius' eyes darkened, and Remus knew he was imagining what would happen if he joined him. "O-Or maybe I'll just go to bed," he recovered, sliding on his boxers nervously. He went to walk to his bed, but flinched. His back, thighs, and ass felt incredibly sore... and he had spunk all over his stomach.
He hurried to bed and ignored the longing sigh Sirius let out when Remus pulled his curtains shut.
Anxious and still horny, Remus reached under his bed and pulled out a Potion's textbook to keep his mind off things.
Remus awoke in middle of the night to hear a fevered groan and whimpering.
He crawled out of bed silently and walked towards the noise. Peeking through Sirius' curtains, he felt a majority of blood in his system rush between his legs.
Padfoot had his hands in his pajama pants and no shirt on. Remus could see his hand stroking and wished more than anything that the pants were low enough so he could fully see him touch himself. Sirius' eyes were closed and mouth was slightly parted, legs spread and shaking as he bucked up into his hand.
Remus trailed his hand down his own body and brushed against his solid erection. Running a hesitant hand through his sandy hair, he parted the curtains and walked right up next to a oblivious Sirius. His eyes were still closed and he had begun to quiver with need.
"Ugh, Remus! Yes..." he hissed. Remus cock twitched and he shot out a hand to grab Sirius' wrist. His eyes snapped open and he looked at Remus through the dark, shocked.
"Remus, I-"
He stopped speaking when Remus stripped down and slid into bed next to him. He edged out of his own pajama pants and rolled over on top of him.
He grabbed the bottle of lube from before and quickly rubbed some on, then placed himself at Remus' entrance. Looking into his amber eyes, he sunk in quickly.
Remus moaned and closed his eyes, pushing up towards Sirius.
They kissed deeply and Sirius started off with a fast pace, holding Remus' hips down with his hands. Remus squirmed, finding something new with the angle. Sirius abruptly brushed against something inside him and he quaked, smashing his lips against the other boy's and bucking wildly.
Sirius gasped as he tightened and adjusted his thrusting to where Remus was directing him.
Remus let out o low scream and grabbed the sheets on either side of him. Sirius lapped the sweat of his chest and twirled his thumb around his prick, letting his fingers barely brush the underside. Remus' head thrashed and Sirius increased his tempo, driving into him harder.
Remus dragged his hands down Sirius' back and over his ass, cupping it and pushing him in harder. He pressed a finger into him and touched him curiously.
Sirius felt the familiar coil in his lower stomach and clenched his eyes shut, and gripped Remus' hips tighter. He mouthed his partner's naem and his body jolted as he finished.
Remus watched with fascination as Sirius' face twisted in pleasure and his lips curved around his name. Sirius kept thrusting and fisting Remus' cock, so he came soon after.
They kissed deeply and Sirius pulled out. "Wow," Sirius breathed. "Tell me about it," Remus muttered, feeling his member grow hard, again. Sirius felt his friend's erection grow against his leg and inched down, wrapping his lips around the top.
Remus grabbed Sirius' shoulder. "Maybe we should sto- Ah- ah... AH! Oh!"
Sirius took Remus in until he hit the back of his throat and wrapped his hand around his base. Sucking hard, he pumped him and cupped his balls. Remus let his head fall back against the pillow and ground into him.
Sirius withdrew him from his mouth and Remus growled in protest until Sirius' tongue began to lick lower.
The animagus steadily jerked him off and forced his tongue as deep as he could up his arse.
With a shudder and low moan, Remus came forcefully. Sirius brought his head back up to lick up the cum and kissed his way up Remus' body slowly.
They kissed again and Remus realized that Sirius was nudging his legs apart yet again.
It was going to be a long night.
James Potter skipped into his dorm joyfully, having just slept outside and not gotten one bug bite.
"Moony, Padfoot! Guess what! We saw hundreds of falling stars, and-" he stopped speaking, staring at Sirius' bed in surprise. Remus was lying there, face down with both hand hanging of either edge. Sirius was on top of him, head resting on his back and arms around his slim waist.
They were both in the nude.
James coughed and tapped Sirius on the back. He stirred and look up at Prongs. "Morning James," he murmured, unashamed.
"Morning. Have a good night?" he asked casually, eying his werewolf friend. Sirius nodded. "Great. Didn't get much sleep though," he grinned, looking proud.
James rolled his eyes. "Whatever. Tell Moony if you two are going out, I'm fine with it," he said.
Sirius laughed. "Going out? Nah, we just shagged," Sirius assured him. James shifted uncomfortably and looked at Remus with extreme doubt in his eyes.
"Um, Sirius? Since when does Moony, 'just shag'?" James asked, looking worried.
Sirius' grin dropped a fraction. He hesitated. "Well-"
"I mean, he trusts me and you. If you just shag him and skip off merrily, after getting him totally vulnerable, exposed," James looked pointedly at his scars, "then how do you think he'll feel? He may not show it, but..."
Sirius' grin was gone by then. He traced a long scar on Remus' shoulder blade affectionately.
"Er, he and I will talk about it. No joke. I swear we will," Sirius pledged. James nodded and left anxiously.
Sirius pressed a soft kiss to Remus' cheek and nuzzled his head into his hair, falling back to sleep. They'd talk later.
A/N: There will be one more chapter. I don't know if it'll be as smutty either. Sorry! XD Oh, and I've never written full-out slash smut. So sorry if I did anything stupid or wrong. I'm a newbie when it comes to slashy sex.
