"You want this too."
"ooooh, mooonyy "
"Padfoot, get lost, im trying to-"
Remus Lupin's sentence cartwheeled off, leaving him lying on his dormitory bed, mouth open, throat dry, eyes agog, pulse racing, heart beating faster than the time had come that his three best friends found out about where he went every month, coming back exhausted, new scars littering his pale, thin body. Sometimes he still couldn't believe just how well that had ended. He definitely couldn't believe what he saw before him, stood in the dormitory on a totally mundane Saturday afternoon.
Sirius black, sixteen years old and heartthrob of Hogwarts School of witchcraft and wizardry, slouched in the door frame. Tall, toned body well-muscled arms encased in a oh-so tight white t-shirt. Long, lean legs and a fantastic arse displayed almost sinfully in tight black pants. Regally handsome face, strong jaw, eyes deep grey, like the celling of the evening feasts. Shiny, sleek black hair, always so effortlessly messy the way James or he could never manage. Trademark signature smirk, a little bit arrogant, a hell of a lot sexy, tiny bit dangerous. Just enough to always make Remus' heart skip a beat and his temperature to rise.
It was Sirius smile for every teacher who gave them detention, every girl who threw herself at him, every prank played, every time he looked at Remus, the reassurance that his friends were there for good. Sirius knew that even know Remus worried deeply about acceptance, he always sought to reassure without being condescending or too "touchy feely". That was the Sirius black he knew, that the marauders knew. Loyal, caring, brave. So much more, Remus always secretly felt, than the devil-may-care, privileged playboy trouble maker persona the rest of the school knew and loved, envied and lusted for. That wasn't the real Sirius, the boy who still tried to bond with his brother Regulus, despite that being impossible. The boy who stayed with Remus every month through the pain and the lack of control of his own body turning inside out and becoming a monster. This was the Sirius black that Remus had been hopelessly , desperately in love with for years now.
Forcing his voice to be normal, ignoring the sudden tightness in his school pants and trying not to act like he was caught so obviously checking out his impossibly hot, very straight, best friend.
"Hey, how come your not in Hogsmede on your date?" Remus hoped like hell he'd come across as casual and friendly, not a hint of bitterness or, merlin help him, envy in his voice.
Sirius strode over the room, long strides making his legs look-no. for gods sake, control yourself moony.
"Urgh, it was awful. I would have rather had snivellus all over me for an hour thanks. " his sigh attempted at long suffering as he crashed down onto Remus's bed, still managing athletic and graceful, and Remus had to force himself not to stare and drool where that very tight top rode up over hips and flat abdomen. Forced himself to tune back into the rant.
"- I mean, come on, like they'll ever win anything at quiddictch " however, as Sirius went on about his awful date with Rose Maher, the pretty but nasty ravenclaw, Remus found himself in a Sirius induced fantasy, sweaty bodies writhing naked on tangled sheets, bites and moans and oh god yes and –
"-so I obviously said he was a prat, how was I to know it was her dad, he's almost a squib apparently, doesn't stop him having a ministry of magic job-"
Sirius pinning him to his bed, hands and lips everywhere, his body all available for him to use at his will."
"Sugar quills were juvenile, I mean what? AND then she started in on how apparently hurtful our prank on that Daniel Mc'clombe, you know, the one with the boils last week…."
Sirius pounding into him again and again, those eyes glazed over with lust
"so anyway, I decided to come and see what your fine-but-oh-so-nerdy arse was doing today instead of chasing awful girls in the three broomsticks" the comment about his arse was sing-songed in a way that made it hard for Lupin to determine if his rampant sexual frustration was just imagining things or if it was said.
"I told you, I have work to do. Reading, studying. "It wasn't true, his essay wasn't even due until next Thursday but he couldn't take another weekend of watching Sirius with some vile, simpering giggling girl.
"You work too much moony. You need some fun" padfoot fixed him with a stare that gave Remus the impression that he was the prey and padfoot the predator who was very, very hungry. Desire ran through him, dark and powerful.
"Fun, oh yeah. Three days to the full moon and two rolls of parchment due, fun seems like the responsible thing to do. What did you have in mind, another set of boils on the Ravenclaw chaser? " And if he was bitchy, so be it. Because Sirius was giving him that stare that made him want to straddle his friend, run his fingers through that hair and smash his lips against Sirius's.
Seemingly undeterred by his friends snappiness, Sirius grinned that devastating smirk, and faster than Remus could even seem to register it, had straddled his friend, grabbed both his wrists in one hand and had them over his head. Sirius's legs were outside of Remus's, his body lying flat on top of his, his head to the side of Lupin's, his hot breath on Remus's neck sending tingles down the werewolves spine.
"noo, silly moony. I thought perhaps I could shag your brains out, eh?" not teasing, not pranking. Sirius voice was low and breathy, panting practically as he reached out actually lightly bit Remus's neck and he groaned and bucked underneath the black family heir.
Remus had to make this stop. He couldn't be just another meaningless shag to the boy who he loved so much it hurt, however much he wanted it, but was it so bad just to feel for no- and oh-my-merlin because Lupin could feel a large bulge against his leg that was Sirius's erection and at that moment the boy on top reached down and stroked Lupin through his school pants.
"ahhh, don't pretend you don't like this Remy, I see the way you look at me, in the shower, getting changed, with a girl, even in class, writing." There was that underlying arrogance in Blacks tone that he pulled off so well. "You want this as badly as I do, don't you?"
Remus's resolve broke and his moans and trying to buck into Sirius's hand were nothing short of desperate.
"Yes oh fucking hell padfoot please please I need you so bad" this gasped plea earned Remus a low, slightly sadistic laugh as Sirius pulled out his wand and suddenly, Remus Lupin was naked as the day he was born, trapped under the weight of the still clothed Sirius Black. Mercy.
"you're going to have to be a bit more precise in your request gorgeous " Padfoot grinned at the ridiculously turned on werewolf underneath him, and rolled his hips a little and Lupin bit his lip and threw his head back and holy fuck he looked good out of control.
"please padfoot" the desperate moaned pleas of Lupin were making it hard for Sirius not to come in his pants, and when Remus reached his suddenly freed arms up and gripped the pure-bloods encased arse, all bets were off.
It was like a switch had been flipped as both boys become overwhelmed with desire, rolling around on the bed, tongues fighting for dominance, teeth clashing, and hands gripping everywhere. Then Sirius non to gently threw his friend onto his book and took his straining cock into his mouth.
The world ceased to exist for Lupin at that moment, all he was aware of was Sirius warm and wet mouth swallowing down his entire length, licking, sucking at the head, it was all too good. He was aware his mouth was working, groans and whimpers and yes's and pleases and more's and then please fuck me sirius's.
The black haired boy stopped, and Remus cried out in disappointment; however a sharp and stinging slap to his side made the werewolf nearly climax there and then. Sirius's demeanour changed, more dominant, more powerful, all still with that cocky smirk on his face.
"Shut up moaning like a little bitch, or ill gag you." The tone was commanding and Lupin chocked down a whimper at the arousal the statement created. Sirius wand was in his hand again, and without warning black, velvet like ties came out of nowhere, restraining Lupin's hands to the bedposts. He couldn't even struggle.
Sirius stopped and took a moment under the pretence of undressing without magic. However his eyes never left lupins, checking for signs of reluctance or non-agreement. However the submission of the act didn't frighten or disgust Remus. What it did was turn him on immensely. He wanted Sirius, badly. NOW.
When satisfied that all that was troubling the young werewolf was massive sexual frustration, Sirius returned to straddling him, skin hit skin and both boys moaned at the feeling. Sirius began tormenting his submissive, kissing his chest and hips and thighs, biting deep and making Lupin cry out, sucking deep bruises everywhere, even where they could be seen. It was marking, possessive. Lupin loved it.
He kissed Lupin on the lips, slow, gentle. It completely threw him off balance, as the second later a painful twist of his nipples had him whimpering for mercy.
"Do you like this, huh? You like being my little bitch don't you" Black growled, taking three of his fingers and pushing them against Lupins kiss-bitten lips. "Suck them." Instantly Lupin obeyed "get them nice and wet, yeah just like that, good girl…" the insults, the commands turned Lupin on in the most primal way possible.
"Roll over. Do it now. "The magic ties were somehow flexible enough to allow Lupin to obey the command.
Smack! Smack! Smack!
The succession of blows delivered by Sirius hand to Lupins behind had him breathing for air and more desperate for release than he had ever been in his life.
Sirius hand groped down to his best friends most private area, and the fingers Lupin had lubricated aligned themselves at his entrance.
"You sure you want to do this?" for the first time since he'd known him, Sirius Black sounded unsure of himself. In other circumstances, Remus would have found this amusing.
"if you don't, ill hurt you" no sooner had he uttered the words that Lupin felt a delicious pain and invasion, however the pain soon went, replaced with seeing stars every time Sirius's fingers stroked that particular cluster of nerve endings that felt like he'd exploded with pleasure every time.
Then, they were removed. The feeling of emptiness was almost overwhelming for a single second, then a much larger invasion again, from Sirius cock trusting into his body. The boys hand reached around and grasped lupins cock and started stroking and Lupin nearly screamed with pleasure.
Sirius thrusts were hard and fast and almost brutal as the pleasure climbed them both like a wave, until it became too incredible good for words, the wave broke and they both climaxed like a pair of freight trains, thick ropes of semen covering them both, as they came back down to earth panting.
In the afterglow, Sirius untied Lupin and they collapsed in each other's arms, not caring about the messy dormitory (things seemed to get thrown everywhere), occasionally sharing a lazy kiss and blissed out grins.
Lupin thought this was the perfect moment; everything in the world was amazing.
At least until prongs came back and found his two best friends naked in bed and a thrown pair of boxer shorts on his pillow.