Hello. This is my newest experiment. It was intended to be a One-Shot but I've decided to make it a collection of One-Shots, all starting with the same line. 'Tell me you want me'. This is the first story I've written beginning with that line, and I warn you, it IS slash. They will more than likely all be Marauders Era Fics, but they won't all be slash.
Tell Me You Want Me - Story One
"Tell me you want me."
"I - What?"
"You heard me."
A thoroughly confused Remus Lupin stared bewildered at his quickly advancing best mate. "How much firewhiskey have you had today, Pads?"
"Unfortunately, none," Sirius replied briskly, stepping ever-closer to Remus with every word, a look of progressing madness in his stormy eyes.
At this confession, Remus' amber eyes widened considerably, as his retreating legs bumped the side of what was unmistakably a bed. Sirius' bed.
Sirius, smirking mischievously, took this opportunity to push Remus lightly, causing his knees to buckle against the side of the mattress he'd backed into. Moving swiftly, as to allow the werewolf no time to move away, Sirius situated his long, leather-covered legs on either side of his shocked mate's hips.
Lowering his face towards the boy beneath him, Sirius whispered huskily, "Say it."
Swallowing noticeably, Remus' voice appeared to have returned to his temporarily petrified vocal chords. "S-Say what?" he stuttered.
"You know exactly what," Sirius stated in the most casually seductive voice he could muster.
His face was now mere inches away from the apprehensive werewolf's. Remus could feel his mate's hot breath upon his nose and cheeks as he spoke.
Squirming slightly, trying to subtly hide just how much he really wanted Sirius, the lycanthrope replied nervously, "I-I want you?"
Chuckling mirthlessly, but not coldly, Sirius stared hard into the liquid golden eyes of the boy he so desperately desired. "Now, that wasn't very convincing. You've left me no choice but to help you along with that."
With nothing but his previous comment for warning, Sirius closed the small gap between his lips and the pale pink of his new lover's. As he did so, he removed the support of his arms, laying directly on top of Remus.
Having been caught quite off guard, Remus nearly shrieked as Sirius' full body weight was deposited on his thin frame, but the presence of Sirius' lips made shrieking anything virtually impossible.
His head was spinning as the boy above him deepened the kiss. This couldn't be happening. Things like this didn't happen to Remus. He'd become quite accustomed to never getting the things he desired, especially this.
It didn't take much to bring Remus' hands to the locks as dark as the boy's name, his fingers clenching around fistfuls of that soft hair.
Sirius couldn't help but inwardly smile at the reaction he was receiving from Remus. He'd hoped it would go something like this. As he pressed more passion and desire into the kiss, he heard the softest of moans escape the lycanthrope's lips. At this, Sirius couldn't keep a smile off his lips; that one soft noise had been enough to wank off to for months.
Sadly, there is a certain bodily function necessary for life: Breathing.
Pulling his protesting lips from those which they covered, Remus gasped sharply as his lungs begged for air. Never in all his years had he experienced anything that thrilling. Opening his eyes quickly, he watched as Sirius sat back against his pillows, gently, almost casually, stroking a finger over his swollen bottom lip.
"Remus?" he said quietly, cautiously, for he knew not what his mate's reaction would be, now that the kiss had ended.
Remus pierced Sirius with a sharp gaze. "Shut up, Sirius." he snapped.
Sirius' face fell faster than the London Bridge. "Remus, I'm sorry," he said quietly. He'd hoped this wouldn't happen. He didn't want Remus hating him now. He couldn't deal with that.
"I said shut up, Sirius," Remus repeated, crawling closer to the other boy.
"Remus, I-"
"Shut up."
Sirius stood down, knowing he wasn't going to win this one, no matter what he did. He'd just ruined everything.
Remus was now mere inches away from Sirius, as the ebony haired boy cowered beneath his glare. In a matter of seconds, Remus' whole composure changed. He was no longer glaring, nor was he angry in any way, not that he'd been to begin with. He had pulled himself upon Sirius' lap, straddling his thighs as had been done to him not too long ago.
"I want you, Sirius," Remus breathed, before replacing his lips to their rightful place: Upon Sirius'.
So, there's Story Number One. I wrote it at a friend's house, really really early in the morning, so forgive me if it's not good. I'll keep adding more to the collection as I write them, so you may want to put this on alert if you want to read more.
Please review and tell me if it was any good! I'll love you forever.
Prongsie :)