Chapter 16 – They Must Be Making a Special Appearance for Us

They rested for a bit before taking a shower and then lying down on the sun deck outside. "Mind rubbing some sunscreen on me?" asked Regulus.

Remus took out the bottle and squeezed a generous amount into his hand, then proceeded to rub it onto Regulus' shoulders and back. "Want me to do the front too or can you handle that yourself?" he asked and kissed his neck.

"Of course, I want you to do the front too." Regulus turned to look Remus in the eye. "And make sure to rub it in properly."

"Alright, come 'ere, then," said Remus, clapping his lap. Regulus got up there, sitting with his back turned. Remus put some more lotion on his hands and rubbed them together before he pulled Regulus' back to his chest and started applying the lotion onto his front.

"Mm..." hummed Regulus, tilting his head back to rest on Remus' shoulder. "Feels so good..." he said in a highly sexualized tone, "... cold lotion on my hot skin..."

Remus hummed and let his hands travel further down to Regulus' stomach. "You do feel incredibly hot. A good thing we're smearing this lotion on you so you don't get burns... but I think you need some more," he said and took some more lotion on his hands and started rubbing in onto Regulus' stomach, fingers dipping under the waistband of his trunks.

"Mm," hummed Regulus, eyes closed. "I don't need any down there. Trunks protect from the sun, see?"

"I know," smiled Remus and let a hand slide across the fabric of the trunks. "But I figured maybe you could use some attention to that area anyway."

"Why? I just had plenty of that on your bed." Regulus wriggled a bit in Remus' arms, making sure to rub against his crotch, which he could feel going hard against his backside.

Remus gulped and closed his eyes, getting aroused already again. No matter how hard he fought it he could never resist Regulus. All it took were a few words in a sexy tone and a subtle touch. "Mm... I reckon I should keep my hands up here, then," he said and brushed his hand slowly over Regulus' crotch and back onto his stomach.

"Yeah... better do that," said Regulus, ignoring the touch he knew was not a coincidence. But he was going to win this one. He had given in earlier, begging shamelessly. Now it was Remus' turn.

"Mm..." Remus bit his lip and felt his cheeks heat up. He tried to adjust himself a little in his seat but the more he moved, the more Regulus pressed against him and it made him almost lose it.

Regulus swung a leg over and turned in Remus' lap so they were face to face. "It's really hot today," he said and fished an ice cube up from his glass. Holding it in one hand, he slowly sucked Coke off the fingers of the other hand, which he had stuck into the glass. "Mm," he hummed. "Sugary. Gets sticky if I don't get it off."

"Looks tasty," gulped Remus, watching him intensely. He ran his hands up and down Regulus' body, unable to control himself much longer. Even though it had been less than two hours since they had last had sex, Remus found himself itching to drag the Brit back to the bedroom.

"It is." Regulus held his hand up so a few drops trickled down his arm. Then he planted his tongue on his elbow and very slowly licked up his arm to get all the Coke. He smiled to himself at the way Remus' eyes were nearly poking out of their sockets. Regulus put the cube to his lips and sucked on it noisily. Slowly melting, some of the drops trickled down from his lips to his chin. "Mm," he moaned, closing his eyes as if tasting something heavenly.

Remus leaned forward and licked Regulus' chin, trailing up to his mouth. "You're teasing me…"

"What?" asked Regulus innocently. "I'm just sucking on an ice cube." He looked Remus straight in the eyes as he made another slurpy sound. Then he closed his eyes and tilted his head back while moaning. "Mm... Feels so good in my mouth."

Remus cursed under his breath. He knew Regulus was playing a game and he wanted to resist as long as possible although he knew Regulus would likely win.

Damn it, thought Regulus. How long would it take Remus to crack? Well, Regulus was up for the challenge. Either Remus gave in and stopped pretending that he wasn't dying to fuck him, or there was going to be no sex. He slurped again on his ice cube and 'accidentally' spilled some onto Remus' hand. "Ups. Sorry 'bout that," he said as he picked up Remus' hand and raised it to his mouth where he slowly and sensually started sucking on two fingers. Twirling his tongue around them, he fixed Remus with a smoldering gaze.

"Oh... God..." Remus moaned, feeling the blood pounding in his crotch. "I can't take any more of this! I need you. I… I wanna fuck you again."

"Really?" smirked Regulus like the cat that got the cream. "Well... I'm feeling generous today, so why not?"

Remus ran his hands down Regulus' back and dipped under the waistband, grabbing a hold of his buttocks, and pulling him close in his lap. "And here I got you all lotioned up for nothing."

Regulus kissed him, rolling the ice cube forward with his tongue, pushing it into Remus' mouth. Remus sucked on it for a moment until Regulus fished it out of his mouth and slowly ran it down Remus' chest, rising goosebumps in its trail, then down to a nipple, rubbing the cold piece of ice around until it perked. "What was it you said you wanted to do?" hummed Regulus.

Remus looked at him with half-lidded eyes. "Fuck you," he said in a husky voice.

Regulus took in a quick breath and shivered in anticipation. "Well, we better get inside, then," he smirked.

They had only just closed the front door when Remus pounced on the other boy. They kissed fervently, hands all over each other as Remus pushed Regulus towards the dining table.

Regulus grabbed Remus' bottom and pulled him in, grinding his erecting into him, finding him just as hard as himself. "Fuck…" he panted into his mouth. "I want you!" A grunt escaped him when his lower back collided painfully with the table, but he didn't break the kiss.

Neither did Remus when he reached a hand forward to swipe the few things that were lying on the table onto the floor. Then he spun Regulus around, grabbed a hold of his hair and pushed him down to lie on his front on the table. He leaned down, pressing Regulus harder into the table, and moaned in his ear, "And you'll get me."

"Get on with it, then," demanded Regulus, although Remus was already yanking down his trunks to the floor so Regulus could step out of them. Regulus turned his face to the side and stretched his arms forward to steady himself, then started grinding backwards against the hips that were pressed into his backside. "Remus," he whimpered.

"Fuck… look at you, bent over the table for me, moaning for my cock," groaned Remus and gave Regulus a slap on the buttock. Then he put two fingers to Regulus' lips and instructed, "Suck."

The Brit shook his head as much as he could with his cheek pressed to the tabletop. "Skip the prep. I'm ready. Want you now!"

"So needy," said Remus and spit a few times into his hand, slicking himself up and slowly pushing into the willing body beneath him.

Regulus let out a ragged moan. It had only been a few hours since their activities in the bedroom, so it barely hurt. "More," he gasped. "Harder, Remus. I need it!"

Remus was more than happy to oblige and set a brisk pace of hard thrusts, grabbing onto the narrow hips to anchor himself. Loud moans and grunts were filling the room as the two worked up a sweat.

Regulus panted, rolling his hips back to meet Remus' every thrust, ordering him to fuck him harder, faster, to make him take it. He let out a yelp as Remus pulled at his hair, raising his head off the table and leaning forward to latch onto his throat. He whimpered in pleasure at the hot suction and scrape of teeth scrape against his sensitive skin, and at the way his cock was dragged back and forth against the underside of the table. It was driving him ever closer to the edge, but he needed a bit more than that if he was going to make it before Remus finished, which was going to be soon judging from the violent, more and more erratic pace. "Rem…us… touch… me… wan…na… come," he begged between hard pounds that knocked the air from his lungs and pushed the table a few millimeters forward every time.

Remus leaned forward and reached under the table to fist the younger boy's leaking cock, rough and fast. "Come on, then," he panted. "Now, Regulus!"

Regulus cried out, coming violently, painting the underside of the table white, as Remus pounded into him a few more times, filling him up as he stretched onto his toes and finally went limp, his weight pressing Regulus flat against the tabletop.

o0o0o

Saturday evening, they ate at a small restaurant at a marina close by.

"We should definitely do this again. Get away from home and just relax," smiled Remus and took a sip of his wine. "I'm sure Jamie's parents won't mind lending us the house another time." He raised his glass to Regulus and smiled at him fondly.

"Yes," said Regulus. "I have to admit it's wonderful to get a bit of luxury. Although it's nothing compared to what I'm used to. But still, the first I've had since moving away."

"So it wasn't so bad coming here?" smiled Remus. "Even though you and Sirius have fight once in a while, you seem to have gotten pretty happy here."

"Well... You're here," said Regulus. He looked into his glass, suddenly afraid he had given too much away. He had to be careful not to let Remus know how strongly he felt for him. It would make him vulnerable.

"Yeah?" beamed Remus. "I'm glad you decided on dating me, Regulus. Really glad. I'm very fond of you, you know... Very."

"Hmm," hummed Regulus, not meeting Remus' eyes. He wanted Remus to like him. More than like. But he couldn't ask how much. And if Remus told him he loved him then Regulus would have to reply.

Remus bit his lip, feeling the conversation taking a turn to an awkward silence so he reached out his hand and gently touched Regulus'. "How about we go see a movie? After dinner, I mean. Or is there something else you would like to do?"

"I don't really feel like going anywhere else. Perhaps buy a bottle of wine and drink it on the veranda?"

o0o0o

"This was a good idea," smiled Remus and took Regulus' hand as they sat on the porch swing, gently swinging back and forth, the warm breeze caressing their cheeks.

"Except for the mosquitos," said Regulus. "This repellent smells horrid."

"Well, no rose without a thorn," said Remus and turned his head to give his boyfriend a soft kiss. "It'll wash off. In fact…" he continued, getting an idea. "Why don't we do that right away?"

"You want to go inside already? But It's so lovely out here."

"No, I was thinking go out there," said Remus, nodding in the direction of the sea.

"What, you want to go swimming? Now?"

"Why not?" smiled Remus. "It's warm enough. Come, let's go," he said, pulling Regulus up from the swing.

Regulus followed, fingers intertwined with Remus'. "You're mental! We don't have our trunks!"

"Your boxers will do the job, don't you think?" said Remus, kicking off his shoes and pulling off his shirt.

Regulus grinned and followed suit, stripping down to his underpants.

The water was warm, almost equal to the air. "Feels good," smiled Remus when they were out chest-deep. "Almost better than in the daytime."

"It does," agreed Regulus. "And it's so quiet and beautiful. Just the moonlight and… is that fireflies?" he asks, pointing towards the beach.

"Lightning bugs, yeah. Don't see them much around the beach, though. They must be making a special appearance for us."

"They must…" said Regulus, stepping closer to Remus, wrapping his arms around his waist, and looking up at him. When Remus looked back into his eyes, Regulus felt his heart swell in his chest and his stomach do a flip. It had started happening more and more, recently, when Remus looked at him, and it felt wonderful and a little scary at the same time.

Remus stared back silently, pulling the smaller boy even closer. "Regulus, I…" He swallowed thickly, Adam's apple bopping in his throat. "I… I l–"

Regulus silenced him, swallowing the rest of the sentence in an intense kiss, refusing to let him pull away, demanding for Remus to kiss him deeper.

The night ended, of course, with yet another round in the bedroom.

"You're bottoming tomorrow, announced Regulus when his breathing was back to normal. "Otherwise I'll walk funny for days."

A/N: Zayhad has made a beautiful piece of art for this one. See it on her deviantart :)