CHAPTER 6 - Sirius Present

Well, I always have to say about Remus that he may be a slow starter, but once he gets the hang of something, just stand back and watch him go.

His question astounded me, though. Surely he knew? And anyway, I was definitely not going to do anything more to him. Not tonight anyway. Not without more preparation.

I kiss him again. Thinking about it, I could probably just go on kissing him forever. "Nothing tonight, love," I say, "We need more preparation to go further. Without it, I'll hurt you too much. And I can't do that."

I can see comprehension suddenly dawning on Remus face, and he blushes. Interesting. His blush starts in his groin. I can't help myself and pull him to me again, kissing his lips, pressing kisses to his jaw. He needs to shave, and the roughness of his jaw is arousing me.

I can't believe I'm hard again! It's certainly going to be inconvenient if I get a hard on just by touching him. I am, however, pleased to note he has the same reaction. Good. I can't help myself though, and press my groin to his, making sure our cocks are touching, and start to rub myself against him.

No words, no kissing. Just the rubbing. It feels good to me, and I can feel Remus reaction as he lies in my arms, desperately trying to get me to kiss him, to touch him.

Fat chance. I want to torment him like this. To torment myself. It feels so good, and Remus is moaning and writhing next to me. His body is so wonderfully responsive, and I'm enjoying each and every response.

With a moan, he comes. I feel his come as a warm spurt against my belly. Suddenly, I have the most erotic thought I've ever had, and raise my body up, my hand encouraging my own orgasm to spurt over as much of Remus body as possible.

"Lie back, Remus. Don't say anything. Don't move. Just let me do this to you."

"What are you going to do?"

I grin. "Wait and see."

Let's start with a kiss. The only parts of us that are touching are our lips, and my cock as it lies on his body.

Then I move down his body, licking my own come off him. He realizes what I am doing and moans loudly, begging me not to stop.

To be honest, I don't want to. I've never done anything like this before, but my god it's turning me on! I can feel my own cock hard again as I move down to Remus groin. His cock is also hard.

I start to lick the brown hair around his cock and his balls, laving it and ignoring his cock completely (not something that I'm finding easy to do, by the way). This is so good!

Finally, I lower my mouth over Remus cock (again!) and start sucking. Again, his wonderfully responsive body let's me know of his pleasure.

I move my hand and start to pump my own cock at the same time, my efforts managing to bring us both to climax at the same time.

I don't know about Remus, but I'm finished for the night. My own tiredness, though, seems nothing to his. As I move up his body to kiss him, he sighs happily and closes his eyes.

Sleep claims us both, but not before I whisper to him of my love, not before I make sure he is tucked firmly into my arms.

Where he belongs. Where I never want him to move.

My beloved Werewolf.