A/N: So sorry about the delay. I've been down with the flu all Christmas (so that sucked). Should be back on track now.

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Chapter 15 - I Wasn't Done Swimming

They arrived at James' parents' beach house around noon the following Friday. The house sat literally a stone's throw from the water, elevated on stilts some 10 feet off the ground to protect from flooding, which was common due to hurricanes. The beach was still littered with natural debris from last fall's hurricane (Matthew), as Remus explained. "Yeah, that was a bad one…" he nodded to himself. "They haven't finished cleaning up yet, as you see."

Regulus stared at a giant uprooted pine tree reaching all the way across the beach into the water, and at countless slim-trunked palmettos strewn across the beach as if a giant had been playing pick-up-sticks with them. He couldn't decide if it was sad or beautiful or both.

"Well, no hurricane today, thank goodness," smiled Remus, watching the light breeze toy with a wisp of his boyfriend's long hair.

Inside, Regulus pulled the string to the ceiling fan in the ocean-view lounge and sighed contentedly as the air cooled his sweaty face. It was a very hot day.

Remus closed the door behind them and went over to the window to enjoy the view. "I think we're gonna have ourselves a very nice weekend here."

Regulus hummed affirmatively, still standing with his face turned upwards, eyes shut. "We should go for a swim to cool off."

"We should," said Remus and walked over to hug Regulus from behind, nuzzling into his neck. "Mm... Let's do it right away."

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Remus dived under the water and popped up behind Regulus, wrapping his arms around him. "I think I caught myself something nice."

"Oh, yeah? You think I'm that easy?"

"Never said you were easy," smiled Remus and nipped at his ear. "I was just lucky to catch you before you got away from me."

"Sure about that? Maybe you should tie me up again to make sure I don't escape," said Regulus, tilting his head to expose his neck.

"You'd like that, wouldn't you?" purred Remus and mouthed at Regulus' neck.

"Of course I wouldn't like it," said Regulus, pressing his body back against the American. "I would resist with every fiber of my being."

Remus suppressed a groan and let his hands roam Regulus' stomach. "Mm... so I should drag you back to the house and tie you to the bed? Have my way with you?" He leaned in and licked a stripe along the shell of Regulus' ear. "Is that what you're saying?"

"I'm not saying that at all," gasped Regulus, feeling a chill run down his neck. "There wouldn't be much force in it if I were ordering you, would there?"

"I reckon not," smiled Remus and gave his ear another lick. "But tell me the thought of it isn't turning you on."

"Not in the slightest."

Remus moved a hand down to cup the other boy through his trunks. "Your pretty little mouth is lying but your body ain't."

"I was actually rock hard when you came up behind me, but now I'm losing it because of all your talk."

"Right," chuckled Remus. "I think I'll go ahead anyway."

"Well, you're going to have your work cut out for you, then, because I'm not going easily."

"Oh yeah?" said Remus and with a sudden speed he spun Regulus around and swung him up over his shoulders in a fireman's carry; then started walking up towards the house.

Very surprised at Remus' action, Regulus didn't react until they were out of the water and moving across the sand. Remus was certainly stronger than he looked. "Remus! Remus, you have some nerve carrying me off like that! I wasn't done swimming!" shrieked Regulus, slapping the back of Remus' thighs in protest.

"You have the whole weekend to swim. I've been waiting for this for days," said Remus. He opened the door to the house and carried Regulus upstairs to the bathroom. "Need to clean all the salt and sand off that beautiful body," he said and put Regulus down inside the shower stall, stepping in after him. He placed each of Regulus' hands on the walls of either side of the shower stall and ordered him to stay like that while Remus cleaned him up.

Regulus stared into Remus' eyes, extremely turned on. In real life Regulus despised anyone trying to control him, but this was a game, and for some reason it aroused him to no end. Remus was extremely sexy when playing bossy.

After quickly drying them both, Remus guided Regulus to the bedroom. "Hm..." he hummed, holding onto the Brit's hands as he looked around for something to tie them with. Then he spotted a bathrobe and took the belt from the robe. He pushed Regulus down onto his back and tied his hands to the headboard.

"Remus," whined Regulus, feigning trying to get away. "What have I done to deserve this?"

"You teased me," said Remus, letting a hand run appreciatively down the other boy's body.

"Is that a crime?" asked Regulus, pouting his lips and looking up at Remus with large innocent eyes.

"It shows disrespect, and we can't have that, so I think you need to be taught a lesson," said Remus with a smirk and moved down Regulus' body, letting his tongue trail along the skin until he reached his hip bone.

Regulus let out a gasp and raised his pelvis toward Remus. He could feel himself growing hard rapidly. "And what lesson might that be?"

"You'll see," said Remus and put two fingers into his own mouth to cover them with saliva. He then reached down between Regulus' legs and let one finger enter him while he licked along the side of his erection.

Regulus cursed at the unexpected intrusion, although it wasn't unwelcome.

"What have I told you about such language?" chided Remus, lifting his head to send Regulus a stern look.

"Th-that it's bad and not to use it."

"That's right. I'll let it slip this one time, but you better watch your mouth from now on."

Remus' tongue kept teasing him, not really moving on with business. Regulus wanted to feel his whole mouth. He raised his hips and made a keening sound in order to get Remus to take the hint, although he was pretty sure he already knew exactly what he wanted him to do. "Remus..." he said and pulled at his restraints, having the urge to reach down and shove Remus' head properly onto his cock. "Remus!" he whined and quickly added, "Please!"

Remus looked up at him with a smirk on his face. "You sound a little needy, darlin'" he teased. "But alright, I won't torment you any longer." He took a proper hold on the erection and let it slide into his mouth, tongue caressing the side of the shaft as he took it in.

"R-Remus," stammered Regulus a little later. "If you have other things planned, you might want to get on with it. Unless you want to give me time to recover."

Remus considered it for a moment as he slowed down, then decided to go through with this. They had plenty of time. He picked up the pace again and sucked hard, using his tongue the best he could and working his fingers inside him. From the sound of Regulus' breathing, he could tell he was very close.

Regulus let himself go, raising his hips one last time and came with a shout, not worrying about anybody hearing him, since there were no neighbors close by.

Remus let go of him and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand. He studied the panting boy below him. "Mm... I should probably let you loose but I'm nowhere near done yet, so I think I'll let you stay this way for a while longer."

Regulus bit his lip and looked up at Remus. He was about to ask him to at least untie one hand so he could jerk Remus off, but then Remus started doing it himself. Regulus groaned. It was incredibly hot watching him touching himself like that.

Remus moaned in pleasure, feeling the blood run faster around his body. He watched Regulus with lidded eyes, satisfied with how intensely he was staring at what he was doing.

"Come on my stomach," said Regulus as he watched Remus getting close. "Please," he added, remembering that he was not in a position to make any demands.

Remus inched closer on his knees, placing a hand on the headboard to steady himself, and worked his other hand at a furious pace until he came splashing onto Regulus' stomach. He leaned down to kiss Regulus, letting his tongue run across his bottom lip before entering his mouth.

"That was bloody hot," said Regulus when Remus pulled back. He looked up at him, licking his lips. "So - what are you going to do with me now?"

Remus smiled lewdly, feeling the blood starting to rush again just by looking at Regulus. "Oh, I don't know. Turn you over and have my way with you, maybe?" He leaned in close to his ear. "Fuck you till you can't see straight."

"Oh, God," whispered Regulus, feeling goosebumps rise on his neck. "I fail to see how that's supposed to be a punishment..."

"The punishment is that you won't be able to do a thing. Not touch me nor yourself. All you can do is hope I'll take mercy on you in the end and give you what you want."

Regulus closed his eyes for a moment, feeling how much Remus' words excited him and aching to have his hyper-sensitive body touched. He stretched and made a sexy sound, hoping to make Remus find him too irresistible.

Remus smiled and kissed Regulus' neck, letting a hand travel down his body. "So beautiful. My private little boy toy," he said, nipping at his neck. His hands reached Regulus' hips and he took a firm hold on them. He pulled away from his neck and then flipped Regulus' over so that he was on his stomach.

Regulus let out a yelp in surprise and looked over his shoulder at Remus. "In a hurry, I see?"

"Mm... can't wait to feel you," Remus said, moving in behind Regulus.

"You can't possibly be ready again! It's just been a few minutes. How can you be so fast?"

"What can I say… You drive me crazy," said Remus. Actually he wasn't quite ready yet, but Regulus didn't need to know that. "But we might should get something better than spit. Don't wanna wear you down, doll," he said, leaving Regulus for a minute to fetch a bottle of lube from his backpack by the wall.

Regulus moaned as he felt two slippery fingers slide into him. "I turn you on that much, do I? Can't control yourself around me, is that it? Get a stiffy every time you see me?"

"You're one to talk," said Remus and started pumping his fingers slowly. "Strolling around showing off your figure, tossing your hair and licking your lips whenever I'm in the room. Sending me filthy looks and touching yourself subtly. Don't tell me you don't want me then?"

"I didn't say that," said Regulus, arching his back, hoping that Remus would touch more of his body. "Of course I want you. Because I know you're up for the job of keeping me satisfied. Or am I wrong?"

"You're not wrong at all," Remus said and slid a hand down the curve of Regulus' spine before slapping a buttock.

"Then get on with it! I'm dying here. I thought you said you were ready. Or was that just bragging?"

"I was just making sure you were good and ready for me," Remus said and pulled out his fingers. He then took a hold of his now hard erection and pushed in in one fluid motion, grabbing a hold on Regulus' hips and starting a steady rhythm, first slow but then faster.

Regulus took a hold of the slats of the headboard, helping him balance on his elbows, enjoying Remus' hands running over his back and bottom. Soon his need for attention on his cock was starting to slowly drive him mad. Desperate for friction but not yet desperate enough to beg Remus to jerk him off he lowered himself to his stomach, trying to get himself off by rutting against the mattress.

"Oh, no you don't," said Remus and pulled Regulus back up by the hips. "I decide what happens with your cock. It belongs to me."

Regulus whined in protest.

"Want me to jerk you off? Is that it?"

Regulus was not about to beg, but his need was driving him crazy and Remus was holding onto his hips for leverage, raising them off the mattress, making it difficult for Regulus to rub against it. "No, I'm fine, he lied, hoping that Remus didn't see through him as just being too stubborn to beg.

"Well, alright," said Remus, digging his fingers into Regulus' hips to. He wanted him to beg and he was going to make that happen.

Regulus keened in frustration, realizing exactly what Remus was doing. "Remus!" he said in a demanding tone. "Let me… Wank me off!"

"That tone gets you nowhere," scolded Remus. "Say 'thank you', Regulus."

"Thank you, Regulus."

"None of that cheek. Say 'thank you'. Remus initiated a series of short deep pounds, angling himself so that he hit Regulus' sweet spot every time. 'Thank you for taking so good care of me, Remus'. 'Thank you for fucking me into oblivion', 'Thank you for –"

"Thank you, Remus! Thankyouthankyouthankyou!" babbled Regulus, now nearly sobbing with need. "Please! Just…"

"That's better," smiled Remus and reached around to grab a hold of Regulus' erection and started jerking him off while thrusting into him.

"Yes," moaned Regulus in relief and snapped his hips in time with Remus' thrusts. "Remus! Remus! More! Harder! Please!"

Remus picked up the pace a notch, feeling the sweat starting to soak his bangs. "Re... Regulus!" He draped himself over the younger boy's back. "God, you feel so good, darlin'. Gonna make you come real good." He could feel Regulus trembling and hear his moans rising in pitch. "Come for me, Regulus, be a good boy and come for me."

And Regulus complied, moaning Remus' name on repeat while Remus fucked him right through his orgasm.

Remus followed seconds later, holding onto the bed frame so he didn't collapse onto Regulus. Panting and out of breath, he pulled out and laid down beside the other boy, feeling completely drained of energy but very satisfied. Realizing Regulus was still tied up, he reached over and removed the restraints so he could get comfortable.

Regulus rubbed his wrists. "You're evil," he pouted. "Treating me like I'm some sort of sex toy."

"You love it," smiled Remus and took Regulus' hand and kissed his wrist where the bounds had been. "I've never heard you use that safe-word."