Magnetism

RLRB Fan Fiction

Harry Potter

ObsessiveDevil23

Chapter 11 -

Remus burst into the Gryffindor sixth year dormitory without any form of grace, his long school cloak drawn around him and his heavy book on how to be the best Healer clutched in front of him to obscure his hard-on. Lily jumped about a mile from Sirius, and the werewolf, who had been planning on bypassing anyone in the dorm and heading straight to the bathroom attached so that he might deal with his problem, stopped and sniffed the air.

It smelt like sexual arousal in the room, which was doing nothing to alleviate his issue. He passed his glance over Lily, who looked collected enough, stood about a foot from Sirius' four-poster, except her buttons weren't done up properly. Then he looked to Sirius, who was still sat on the bed, lips reddened from the lipstick Lily was wearing, and an oddly guilty look in his eyes.

He still couldn't get those thoughts from the library out of his head, and decided to stick with his original plan of bypassing them in favour of the privacy of the bathroom. Once he was inside he closed the door behind him and pulled out his wand to magically lock it with a heavy-duty spell – he really didn't want to be interrupted. He rested his forehead against the coolness of the door and heard Lily making her excuses to go.

Good he thought, and then frowned at himself because he'd sounded bitter even in his own head.

He pushed his cloak aside and undid the buttons and zip on his uniform trousers, allowing them to fall and pool around his knees as he grabbed his dick. A grateful sigh left his lips at the pressure, and he began stroking himself.

Then there was a knock at the door.

"Hey Moony, you seemed weird, everything okay?"

Sirius was just on the other side of the door, and Remus couldn't help but be excited by that idea. He placed his hand on the door and continued to stroke.

"I'm fine, just…" He moaned quietly, wondering what he had been planning to finish his sentence with – just jacking-off? Desperate? In need of a good shag? "Busy." He eventually responded, watching his own hand working his dick. He closed his eyes to imagine Regulus there with him, but was frustrated to see images of Sirius instead.

Truthfully he still hadn't really forgiven Sirius for sending Snape after him the year before, and it was probably one of the reasons he'd been so horrid to the boy that morning; bringing up memories they were supposed to have forgotten – or at least never spoken of again. It felt oddly pleasurable to have something on the eldest Black sibling that made the boy squirm. Which was all well and good if Remus was inclined to torture Sirius with it, but it certainly shouldn't be torturing him. He was with Regulus, and he had thought he was very happy with that, but now he was being plagued with memories of how good Sirius' ass felt around his cock, and how amazing his skin had tasted under his tongue and it was all he could think about as he continued to fuck into his own hand.

He heard a hitch in breath on the other side of the door and realised that Sirius had yet to move away. He could smell the animagus through the wood the separated them, and he gulped audibly as he realised that the scent he was smelling on Sirius was arousal. He gripped more firmly on his dick, trying to stop himself from coming just at the scent of his friends sexual need.

"Are you wanking?"

Remus hadn't expected the question, especially not so forwardly, from Sirius. He bit his lip, hand stilling momentarily, but then went back to what he was doing when he realised the reason he could smell arousal so strongly on Sirius, and hear the boy's breath hitch and fall, was probably due to he fact that Sirius was doing the same thing on the other side of the door.

"Yeah." He confessed, then decided to come forward about how much he could tell about his friend through the wall. "I can tell you are too. Did I cock-block you?"

He heard a short hum, and with his hand on he door he could almost feel the vibration it caused. Was Sirius leaning against the door, jerking-off? He imagined it as he continued to play with himself, bringing his fingers all the way over his head and back down to the base.

"No. We weren't getting anywhere." Sirius confessed, although Remus could hear the nervousness in his voice, like perhaps he wasn't tell the whole truth. The werewolf heard another gasp from the boy, and a waft of Sirius' scent came to his nostrils. He felt himself go light-headed at the scent. He'd smelt arousal on Sirius plenty of times; he had done with all the marauders, it was a by-product of sharing a dorm. However, what he was smelling now was different; Sirius wasn't just aroused, he was shedding off submissive pheromones.

"What are you thinking about?" He asked before his mind could catch up with his mouth. He cursed himself inwardly as soon as he realised what he had done – that was way too personal a question! It was one thing for the two boys to know what the other was doing, they lived in close quarters and given what had happened last year boundaries were pretty much non-existent, but to ask to be let in to Sirius' thought-process was different.

There was a silence for a second in which if Remus strained he could hear the obscene sound of Sirius' hand moving over what was clearly a pretty slicked up dick, and then another wave of submissive pheromones hit him.

Shit, Sirius was definitely thinking about getting fucked, and Remus needed to stop this now before he opened the door and did something stupid. He almost managed to rip himself away from the door, to but a little extra distance between him and the boy, but then he heard Sirius sigh and answer him in an impossibly quiet, mostly embarrassed voice:

"This morning."

The werewolf groaned, handing speeding up on his cock even as he tried to stave off his orgasm. He heard Sirius moan quietly in response and bit down hard on the hand that had been resting on the wall just to bring himself back down to Earth a bit. He huffed out a couple of breaths, trying to keep himself on track.

"What – What about Lily?" He questioned. His body was pissed at him for bringing up the boy's girlfriend when all it wanted to do was rip open the door, press Sirius to the nearest bed and fuck him open, but his mind was trying desperately to hold on to sense – they were both with other people, and should not be doing this at all. Hopefully if he reminded Sirius that he was not only straight, but had a girlfriend, then the animagus could remove himself from the situation.

Instead he heard Sirius moan again, a bit louder this time, and almost annoyed.

"What are you thinking about?" He mimicked Remus' earlier question, ignoring what he himself had been asked. Remus didn't think he'd be able to hold out much longer if he didn't find some way to end this. He breathed heavily through his mouth, trying to stop the waves of submissiveness he was getting from Sirius from assaulting his nose, and focused for a moment on the sound of Sirius enjoying himself on the other side of the door, whilst he feverishly pumped his own dick. He completely ignored the question, mostly because he didn't think 'having you on your knees and begging for my cock' would go down that well with his friend.

He gulped, and in the moment after he took another breath through his nose, and lost all sense of control at the scent Sirius was giving off.

"Fuck, Sirius – are you fingering yourself?"

There was an almost indignant cough on the other side of the door, but Remus honestly couldn't think of any other reason that Sirius' scent would be that submissive.

"No!" Sirius huffed, but the image was already in Remus' mind now, and he grinned at the door.

"You should." He said, and he could hear the cheeky smirk in his own voice and could only imagine how that was effecting Sirius in the other room. He muttered the lubrication spell under his breath and delighted in the squeak in bought forward from the boy. He waited a moment, and then when he couldn't stand it any more, and was feeling dizzy from how good Sirius smelt, he said: "Are you doing it? Does it feel good to have fingers inside you?"

The silence he heard in return was more than enough to know that Sirius had done as suggested and the werewolf stilled his hand on his dick and concentrated on listening to the other room. There was some definite slick sounds and gasps of breath that Remus recognised all so well from when he had taken Sirius the year before.

He probably would have been content to listen to Sirius get himself off on his own fingers, but then the eldest Black boy's breath hitched again and he spoke in a desperate, needy voice;

"R-Remus."

He undid his locking spell, and had his trousers back up for ease of movement, in less than a second.

"I'm coming out." He warned the boy, and had just enough time to hear Sirius' put up a half-hearted protest before he practically ripped the door off it's hinges in his eagerness.

He was greeted with the sight of a flushed, needy Sirius – standing with his legs spread far apart, one hand holding him upright against the wall next to the bathroom door, and two fingers of his other hand still in his ass. He looked at Remus with his lips parted, eyelids heavy and naked body on show, as he removed his fingers gingerly, flushing as if ashamed. Remus picked him up in one swift motion and threw him down on to the nearest bed, which luckily was actually Sirius'.

He descended on the boy, kissing, swirling his tongue and grazing his teeth all over the boy's body, which arched and tensed under his touch. He quickly discarded his own clothes and the two boys had a moment of just being in each other's warmth: naked, hard and needy. Then werewolf pulled the curtains around the bed to a close and grabbed his wand from his cloak pocket, locking the dormitory door, before he pushed Sirius' legs up, spreading them wide. When they were in the position he wanted them in, and he had convinced Sirius to hold them there, he circled the boy's entrance with his thumb, and pushed inside.

"Ffffuck!" Sirius moaned loudly, throwing his head back against his pillows and making

Remus grin. Waves of need and arousal were radiating from the boy beneath him, and Remus just wanted to torture the Black sibling for a little longer before he buried himself inside him. He pressed down with his thumb on the sensitive skin of the boy's hole and delighted in the lustful keen it dragged from Sirius. He swirled his thumb, rubbing against the boy's entrance and pushed in and out lightly.

Sirius had been fucking himself with two fingers, buried as far as they could go in, so Remus had no doubt his thumb was doing a lacklustre job of filling him in comparison. He was doing it deliberately though – he could smell the need and submissiveness coming off of the boy and wanted to hear him beg to get fucked.

He continued to tease him with this thought in mind, and had to bite his lip hard to stop from abandoning his own plan when Sirius moaned softly and pressed the side of his face into the pillows, baring his neck.

Remus was on it in an instant, biting, licking and sucking at the spot he had the year before. It had remained purple and swollen for days and he wanted a similar affect now. Sirius all but screamed at the feeling, body arching upwards to create more contact, and words spilling from his lips that Remus had no doubt, should the boy have been in a sane state of mind, he would never have allowed to happen.

"Fuck, yes! Remus yes! Oh fuck, please! More, give me more, please... Please, Remus. Yes!"

It was more then the werewolf could have hoped for, and he wasted no time in burying two fingers into the boy, stretching him out and quickly adding a third to work him up to take Remus' cock. After all, that was definitely what he wanted, from the way he was continuing to beg and try and fuck himself on his partners fingers.

He paused for a moment, removing his fingers, when he thought Sirius was ready, just to survey the boy under him. Sirius was flushed, panting, legs spread wide with his hands holding them under his knees, and despite the fact that he hadn't been touched there for awhile, his dick was still so hard it looked almost painful. There was already the beginnings of a bruise on his neck, much to Remus' delight, and he was sweating, twitching and looking at the werewolf carefully as Remus drank him in to his minds eye.

Then he lined himself up, crawled over the boy so there chests were squished together and his dick was pressing against the other Gryffindor's entrance, and pushed into him. He watched Sirius' face as he did this, and was happy to see the boy was obviously not in any pain, but just overwhelmed by the feeling of his friend entering him. He pushed in a little further, rocked out a little to ease some pressure off, and then buried himself in the rest of the way.

Sirius gasped under him at the feeling of Remus' balls connecting with his skin, and took his hands off from where they had been holding his legs in place to circle around the werewolf's neck. Remus caught eye contact with him, and began rocking back and forth, fucking into him. Sirius pressed an open-mouthed kiss to Remus' lips and moaned when he felt a tongue sliding along his own. Remus kissed like he fucked; teasingly, followed by strong, assertive movements with his tongue that made Sirius go light-headed.

It didn't take long before Remus was fucking into him much faster, with more force, so that all Sirius was able to do was gasp in short breaths of air and expel them again with high-pitched 'hah's.

Remus was ashamed of himself for loosing control so quickly, usually he was a much more thorough lover, but this had been a long time coming, and Sirius felt so good, clenching around him. He rested his head on the boy's shoulder, and reached down between them to tug at the boy's erection. Sirius moaned loudly at the contact, and a few thrusts later Remus was coming, shooting his load into his partner with held breath. He pumped furiously at Sirius' dick to bring him up to completion and huffed a sigh of relief when he spilled over about ten seconds later.

He gingerly pulled out of the boy and flopped down next to him on the bed. Sirius was staring up at the canopy of his four-poster, breathing heavily through his mouth – chest rising up and down comically fast. Remus watched him cautiously. There had been nothing calm, gentle or romantic about their fucking – it was obviously just a need they both had, which culminated at the same time. There was nothing wrong with two guys helping each other out, right?

Fuck, they were the worst. Sirius had cheated on Lily, and he had cheated on Regulus – and there was really no other way of looking at it.

He gulped down his anger at himself as he caught sight of the tempting purple bruise on his partner's neck. How in Merlin's name was Sirius going to explain that one? He bit his lip. Why had Sirius been so desperate to get fucked anyway? The boy was quite clearly… He almost laughed at himself, he was about to say Sirius was straight, but that was evidently not the case. Having sex with a male friend once was curiosity, doing it again – no less asking for it so desperately – that was bisexuality.

Their entire dorm was queer.

He sighed, and Sirius glanced at him with stormy grey eyes that reminded Remus so much of his younger brother. He felt guilt swelling up inside him – no matter how frustrated he was that he wasn't taking it to the next step with Regulus, that never gave him an excuse to fuck anyone else – especially not his older brother. He grunted, angry at himself, and disentangled himself from the bed, and Sirius' limbs, to find his clothes.

"Where are you going?" Sirius asked in a small voice. Remus felt a spark of arousal at just how docile he sounded, but squished it down. He had only come a few minutes ago and there was no way he could have climbed back on for another round straight away, even if he was inclined to.

He turned to the eldest Black sibling, who had sat up in bed with a wince, and was pulling the covers around himself to save some dignity. He stooped low and picked up an elastic hair-band from the floor, it was light blue in colour and Remus had no doubt it belonged to Lily. It had probably been left there from the activities Lily and Sirius had been up to before Remus burst into the room. He handed it to Sirius with a frown.

He was supposed to be Lily's friend; she had been accepting of his sexuality and candid with him that she did worry that Sirius might like him as more than a friend – and he had massively betrayed her trust by bedding her boyfriend.

The guilt that was swelling in him seemed to settling in his stomach and make him feel sick.

He wanted to tell Sirius that they should fess up, tell their respective partners what they had done and face the consequences, but he could also imagine the look on Regulus' face. Regulus had once been worried that he was only a replacement for Sirius, and Remus didn't want to encourage that idea.

"I'm going to study." He eventually lied, quickly leaving the room, and Sirius, behind.

A/N - So it appears it's come to the point where if I don't know how to start writing I just write smut? I'm sure you're not complaining... Anyway - I know - please don't hate me! There is a legit reason why I have these two going at it again, but it will probably be quite awhile before that comes to fruition. Like, the beginning of the third instalment of the Dependence Series... For now we need to find out how Remus is going to deal with his guilt, and whether he will fess up to Reggie. Stay tuned, and remember that reviews feed my soul xx