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Remus/Sirius Kink Meme

As promised in this post (which no one read, lol) I am opening this journal up to an anonymous kink meme. This has nothing to do with my birthday, it just happens to be the most convenient weekend for me for awhile. ~~So, this kink meme will run from now until 10pm January 17th, at which I will turn IP logging back on.~~

EDIT: Okay, so, this kink meme will run until it runs out of steam, I suppose. I thought to end it tomorrow but that is not to be. I suppose there is no set date now. When prompts start to slow and folks aren't telling me they are working on fills then I'll let everyone know it is coming to end. Also, I've cleaned up my edits a bit.

Rules

1. Anonymous comments only - all others will be deleted by me with no warning.
2. In the subject line of your request put 'Request'
3. ~~One claim per request.~~ Reply to the request comment with 'I've got this' or something, I'm not fussed and then go write your kinky goodness. When you're all ready, post your kinky goodness in reply to the original request.
4. This is a kink meme. No gen, no G, no PG, and no PG13. R and NC17 only. Anything else will get my delete hammer.
5. Remus/Sirius only, though they are free to bring along extra playmates if they so choose.
6. No flames. If I get enough of them I'll turn IP logging back on and this kink meme will be over.

These rules are subject to change by the management, er, me. I've never done this before and the rules as I've laid them out might be quite silly and unworkable. If that is the case, I'll edit the post and make a notation in red letters or something.

EDIT: Art fills are more than welcome!

EDIT 2: I just noticed people are forgetting to put Request in the subject line. People, don't make me spank you.

EDIT: 3 Multiple fills per request is fine. I DID say this was my first time hosting one of these things. :)

EDIT 4: Anon means anon. The rules are simple. Please follow them. I've been lax on reviewers and will continue to be so but if you fill a request, do it anon.

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"Ow. Ow!. Sirius!" Remus winced as the pain in his shoulders flared up again. He was spread-eagled on the bed, wrists and ankles secured to the four bedposts. Problem was, the bed was either too long, or the bits of rope Sirius had conjured were too short. "The idea is to get off, not stretch me five inches, yeah?"

"Sorry!" Sirius frowned down at the complicated knots at Remus wrists and reached out to tug experimentally at one.

"Ow! Fix it, Sirius!"

"I'm bloody well trying!"

"Well, you should've done it by hand rather than using a spell."

Scowling, Sirius flicked his wand. "How's that?"

Remus rolled his shoulders and heaved a sigh of relief. "Much better."

Sirius brightened noticeably. "Yeah? Brilliant." He waved his hand vaguely over Remus. "I'll guess I'll just...carry on then."

He bit the smooth skin of Remus' inner thigh as payback for snickering. He liked the reaction it got him so well that he bit the other one, relishing Remus' slow hiss. He could tell Remus liked it, too, because his cock began to lift and fill until it pointed up at his navel at twelve o'clock.

He shuffled down on his side so he could rest his head against Remus leg while giving him a thorough finger-fucking. A muttered spell coated his fingers with slippery gel, and he wasted no time in working a couple of fingers inside Remus' tight hole. The breathy little moans it forced out of Remus made Sirius hard in seconds flat, too.

By the time he had three fingers inside pumping deep and smoothly, Remus was pushing his hips up off the bed as much as his bonds would allow. Sirius withdrew his fingers, dancing them teasingly up Remus cock.

Remus snarled, jerking against the ropes tying him to the posts. Sirius could tell he was dying to reach down and pull himself off.

"Come on, Sirius. Fuck me."

"As if you're in any position to make demands."

"Sirius."

"Moony."

Sirius sat up, smirking down at his horny boyfriend. "You want my cock?"

Remus looked mutinous, but he jerked his head in a nod.

"Say it." Sirius' smile stretched wider, his fingertips now tapping against Remus' hole again.

"I want it," Remus bit out. "I want you to stick your big fucking cock up my arse right now, all right?"

"All you had to do was ask." Smirking again, Sirius moved up between Remus' spread legs and slid his hands under his thighs, raising his hips off the bed as much as the situation would allow. His smirk faltered, and his brow furrowed in concentration as he slid his own knees a little wider and tried to sink down toward the mattress and line his cock up with Remus' arse.

It didn't work.

Hey there. Did you realize your post was not anon. I've been lax about getting after reviewers who go non-anon, but I can't let this go. Can you please repost anon ASAP?

"What are you waiting for?" Remus was outright whinging now, and Sirius cast him a testy glance.

"It's--I can't reach."

"Oh, for--" Remus lifted his head and stared down between his legs. "Just untie my ankles then."

"But we're meant to be trying something new." Sirius knew he sounded petulant, but the way everything had gone so far after all their excitement and build up to the idea was annoyingly disappointing.

"My wrists will still be tied. For Pete's sake, Sirius. Do you want to fuck or not."

Sulking, Sirius nodded.

Remus kicked his heels against the bed. "Untie them!"

"Fine!" Sirius threw himself to the foot of the bed and yanked at the ropes. They didn't budge, though Remus acted as if he were amputating his feet going by the sound of his yelps. A severing charm eventually did the trick, and then Sirius was straddling Remus in a flash, summoning both their Gryffindor ties to his hand and looking down at Remus with an evil grin. "But I'm going to shut you up now. You talk entirely too much."

Though Remus made a show of protesting, Sirius could by the gleam in his eye and the twitching of his cock that he was rather keen on the idea, even if he would likely never admit to it. So Sirius balled one tie up and shoved it in Remus' mouth, tying it across his mouth.

"All right?"

He waited for a nod then turned his attention back to Remus' now accessible and lovely arse. Never one to resist the urge to tease longer, he pushed Remus' knees up to his chest and popped his index finger just inside the exposed ring of muscle, making lazy circles as Remus produced muffled sounds higher up on the bed.

"What's that, Moony?" Sirius' pretended curiosity was flawlessly executed. "I'm sorry I don't understand."

However, Remus' furrowed brow gave Sirius a good idea of the colorful language currently being muffled by his own striped tie. Sirius grinned, pleased with himself, and pumped his finger deeper. When the sounds Remus was making started sounding a bit desperate, Sirius added another finger, then another.

Eyes locked on Remus, he asked with feigned casualness. "Do you think you could take my whole hand someday?"

Remus' eyes went wide, and his arse clenched tight around Sirius' fingers. Sirius was pretty sure the faint whimpering was a good thing. So he worked Remus open roughly, fucking him with three fingers and watching him toss his head back and forth over the pillow.

"I will," he promised in a husky voice. "I'll spread you wide and open you up with my tongue first, fucking you deep as I can." A slow flush began to spread across Remus' chest. "Then I'll oil up that tight little oil, fuck you slow and deep with my fingers until your cock is leaking and you're begging for my fist inside you."

Remus' fingers were curling and uncurling convulsively, twisting around the rope that held him, his eyes burning up at Sirius, and suddenly, Sirius didn't want to tease anymore. He wanted to fuck Remus so badly, he thought he might fucking well come before he could get his cock shoved in all the way.

His thumbs spread Remus wide, and Sirius rammed in, balls bouncing against Remus' arse as he pumped back and forth. It was strange and oddly exhilirating to have his always vocal Moony effectively silenced and bound at his whim. He was beginning to understand why people went for this sort of thing, despite certain drawbacks.

If Remus weren't gagged by now he'd be demanding that Sirius touch his cock, jerk him off right then. Now, though, Sirius could wait until it pleased him. A tiny smirk curved his lips as he met Remus' pleading gaze. Then again, next time would be Remus' turn.

His cock throbbed at the idea of being bound and helpless underneath Remus. Still thrusting, he reached out and fisted Remus in time with his rhythm, rewarded by a keen from Remus and the sight of him arching his long throat. It didn't take him long to finish, his arse squeezing tight around Sirius and pulling him over the edge, as well.

Sirius let Remus' legs slide down the bed and he fell across his chest, sticky and spent. Moony's heart was pounding rapidly against his ear, and Sirius listened to it as his own heart slowly returned to a normal pace. It took him a while to realize that Remus' wasn't slowing, but it wasn't until Remus starting kicking his heels against the bed and making noises through his gag that Sirius lifted up to look at him.

"Moony? What's wrong?"

Remus was wide-eyed and taut, wrists straining against the ropes and he began to heave his whole body, twisting from side to side.

"Moony!"

Sirius ripped the gag off and severed the ropes, helping Remus sit up and cradling against his chest as he pulled the other tie out of his mouth heaved deep, coughing breaths.

"Couldn't...couldn't breathe." Remus finally brought his head up to look at Sirius, his eyes red and streaming. Sirius stared back, perplexed.

"But...you were fine. You said it was all right."

"It was." He swiped the back of his hand across his eyelashes. "But then I got short of breath and the tie was touching the back of my throat. I started thinking about not being able to breath through my nose--I have allergies this time of year!" Remus said defensively. "I...I panicked."

"Oh." Sirius bit his lip, trying not to chuckle. It wasn't funny, not much anyway. "Suppose we should've worked out a way for you to tell me if something was wrong. Other than flailing about like a flobberworm in heat." He did chuckle then.

"Wanker." He screwed his mouth up and did a perfect impression of Sirius. "You think too much, Moony. We don't need to do research. It's just sex."

Sirius cringed.

"Next time we do things my way."

Remus crawled off the bed and began to throw on his clothes. Sirius felt even guiltier as he noticed the raw, red flesh circling his thin wrists.

"But where are you going? Moony!"

Remus tossed a dark smirk over his shoulder. "To the library. I quite liked your idea about fisting."

OP here. As hot as this was, and it was very, very hot, there is just something so precious about these two fumbling about with first time bondage. Poor Remus, all sore and teased and abused, half loving it and half wanting to strangle Sirius. This was delightful. Thank you anon.

And guh! Remus going to research about fisting.

Something timed during OoTP, someone walks in on them- you can choose who / how they react.

*submissive Remus
*romantic Sirius

OP here. I can't believe this doesn't have more comments. I love the premise that Sirius doesn't penetrate women because he doesn't to pass on the family line.

The absolute trust and sensuality that Remus and Sirius are sharing here is stunning. Remus is doing all the things Sirius wants to but won't. There is a give and take between them that is at once just fucking beautiful and also hot as hell.

This bit here:
He tongued one nipple lightly, afraid to bite, even gently. Just as Sirius feared children, Remus feared another form of offspring. They understood each other in this. But Dora didn't. Her hands flew to Remus's hair. "Harder," she hissed.

"I can't," Remus answered. There was a note of disappointment in his voice, and she opened her eyes once again to meet his.

"Right. Sorry. I forgot." Thrilling, really, to Remus, that anyone would ever forget.

This admission of hers and his reaction is at once heart warming and heart breaking. Poor Remus.

And this too:

Both, though, understood now that they would not be alone together forever. Someone else had stepped irrevocably into their relationship.

I love Tonks, and this is such a nice way to show how it might have happened. I'm so glad you chose her.

Wonderful anon. I really, really loved it!

This is a Remus/Tonks prompt not a Remus/Sirius prompt. I'll give you time to reply before I delete this, but the request HAS to be about Remus/Sirius not Remus/Tonks-who-morphs-to-looks-like-Sirius.

Bloody good way to start the day. Unf.

Look at me when you come brb, need to change my knickers. ;D

There should be more Remus/Tonks/Sirius fics in the world, really. And I love how you handled the complexity of their relationships here, Sirius's reluctance to touch his cousin, his refusal to have children (I always believe this is why he won't ever ever marry, no matter his sexual orientation), Remus's gentleness, and Tonks! I always like her strong and confident. So unlike the insecure, clingy girl she appeared to be in Deathly Hallows.

This is beautiful!

Hee, awkward boys doing things to each other is always a good thing in my book. And Remus really does have a take charge attitude, even when he's asking to get fucked, doesn't he? *gushes*

fuuuuuuuuuck this is crazy hot. i just. i don't even have words. *brain fizzles*

Perfect title for a delightfully kinky tale!

Unffffff that was entirely too hot, anon! So good.

Oh god I love this threesome and I love the way you wrote it.

Remus had a strong rhythm going as he bucked into the wet heat of Dora. He leaned down to lick her breast as a dog might, right across her nipple. To Sirius he said, "Look at me Sirius. I'm buried in your cousin. I'm going to come in her."

"Fuck her, fuck her, fuck her," Sirius repeated to the rhythm of Remus's hips.

Christ. Just, yes.

I've never written HP fanfic before, and to be honest I haven't read any of the books since OotP came out, so characterization may be dubious. It's also less suave-and-confident!Sirius and more socially-inept-and-slightly-squishy!Sirius, and Remus is more long-suffering and snarky than shy thus far...but it didn't look like anyone else planned to fill this one, so better this than nothing?

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Sirius and James had spent Christmas break cavorting around Muggle London—James in some misbegotten attempt to connect with Lily Evans by learning more about her ‘culture of origin,’ and Sirius because, as he so charmingly put it, “Muggle girls are easy to pull.” As if to emphasize this point, he whipped out his wand and executed a flurry of rapid back-and-forth flicks aimed at his bed, resulting in a series of 7 short lines marching down his bedpost to join the 15 already there. Remus was fairly certain the phrase “a notch in the bedpost” was intended to be metaphorical, but Sirius had always been rather literal.

“How about you, Moony? Get any action over break?” Sirius asked, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

“I suppose you could call it that,” Remus replied, trying to keep his tone light and flippant. I already knew Sirius would shag anything that moves, it’s no use continuing to get bothered over it, he reminded himself. Not that it helped much.

Sirius jerked his head away from his idle admiration of his freshly vandalized bedpost, fixing Remus with a wide-eyed stare. “You’re talking about some book, right? Or your little problem?” His voice seemed to waver slightly, and Remus blinked in confusion.

“What do you think, Sirius? We’ve had this discussion before.”

“And I’ve told you, what you are shouldn’t stop you from having a relationship!”

“I don’t want to tell people, Sirius!” he gritted out from between clenched teeth.

“Then don’t! Date someone who already knows!” Sirius retorted, as though it were the most natural solution in the world.

Remus tried not to roll his eyes. “Assuming we’re not considering anyone born before 1950, that limits me to James, Peter, you, and—“ Sirius winced. “—Snape.”

“I—“

“And in case you hadn’t noticed,” he continued, cutting what was no doubt another apology off at the pass, “Peter has been dating Diana Bixby for almost a year now, James has been pining after Lily for far longer than that, and if you think I’d want to date Snape we’re dropping this conversation and taking you straight to Madam Pomfrey.”

Sirius frowned. “What about me?” Remus stared at him incredulously.

“You don’t do relationships.”

“I could!” he retorted, looking oddly hurt.

“Excuse me if I have trouble believing that. Now if you don’t mind, I’m going to dinner.”

Sirius was oddly quiet during dinner, a state with James and Peter unsuccessfully attempted to coax him out of. Peter slipped off after dinner to catch up with his Ravenclaw girlfriend, and James gave up on Sirius shortly after in favor of attempting to impress Lily with his newly-gained knowledge on the mysterious habits of her former people. Back in the common room, Sirius spent several hours staring moodily into the fire. Just when Remus was beginning to relax (a sulking Sirius always put him on edge for reasons he suspected weren’t entirely to do with the aforementioned’s tendency to lash out in such a state), he stood up abruptly and strode up the stairs, presumably to their dormitory. He was still on his bed, cursing softly at a sheet of parchment, when Remus retired for the evening, but jerked up at the creak of Remus’s trunk opening.

“Remus? Blast it,” he muttered, crumpling the parchment and shoving it under his pillow. He got up, only to plant himself on Remus’s bed instead.

The owner of said bed looked at him expectantly. “Did you need something?”

“Don’t mind me.” Sirius sat back against the headboard, clearly waiting for him to finish preparing for bed.

Remus gathered his nightclothes and headed off to the bathroom, but his bed was still occupied when he returned.

“You know, I need that for sleeping.” His words seemed to jerk Sirius out of a reverie, and the other boy flushed, looking awfully anxious for someone presumably so used to occupying others’ beds.

“I—hear me out, first,” he said earnestly. “I—you’re—I tried to write you a poem but—Moony will you go out me?”

As if being a werewolf weren’t bad enough, now he was having aural hallucinations. “I—what?”

Sirius made a vague pointing gesture between the two of them. “You. Me. Date.”

No, apparently this was for real. His fantasies were never quite this ludicrous. “I have no desire to be another notch in your bedpost, Sirius Black, and that is quite literally what would result from this.”

“No, I mean like…date date. With, you know, a relationship and everything. And not shagging other people.”

“…Is this a prank, or some debased plot to get me into bed?”

“I’m serious! And that’s not what I—err, well, I do want it, but it’s not why I’m asking! I want you! To talk to and sit with and cuddle and I don’t particularly think you’d want to go to Madam Puddifoot’s together but if you did I’d do that with you even!”

Remus had never been more certain that he was going to regret a decision, but the words had left his lips before he could properly consider them—“All right. Let’s try it.”

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SEXY PART TO COME

Stellar characterizations and hott sex! Great fill!

Oh YES! Now there's a threesome that really works! This was excellent and scorching!

I especially love that this was awkward! And their personalities are perfect. Sirius getting petulant when it doesn't go right, Remus wanting to research and their willingness to try again!

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It was working better than he’d expected. He and Sirius had been “dating” for nigh-on three months now, far longer than the other boy usually went without sneaking off to Hogsmeade or some secret room for a clandestine meeting, and Sirius had stayed true to his promises of monogamy. He knew this because of a gift he’d received shortly after they started all this—a sheet of parchment designed to wipe magically and transfer any notes he took on it to a preorganized folder up in his room, with a permanent fixture in the corner that resembled a classic Wizarding family clock.

“Sirius Black is…” it said, with a checkmark that moved from box to box between such options as “Being a good student,” “Sleeping,” “Eating,” “Pranking,” and more explicit activities like “Wanking Over Moony,” “Fantasizing About Moony,” “Wanking Over Someone Else,” “Fantasizing about Someone Else,” and “Shagging.” The checkmark had been notably absent from the last three boxes—not that he spent a lot of time watching it or anything, but that part of the parchment was charmed so only he could see it, and the rest of it was really far too useful not to use in class—and spent more time in the first than he would ever have suspected.

He finished copying a rather convoluted goblin genealogy into his History of Magic notes, and glanced up at the “24-Hour Padfoot Chastity Watch,” as James, whose help Sirius had apparently enlisted in perfecting the spellwork, had dubbed it. The checkmark was currently in the “Fantasizing About Moony” box, and he flushed, glancing over at Sirius who gave him a flirtatious wink. Lately, that box and its corresponding “Wanking” box (which was occupied like clockwork between 10:30 and 10:45 PM every night—not that Remus had been checking) had been making him feel less self-conscious and more—well—interested. His own fantasies, though they had always involved Sirius, were embarrassingly vague and not nearly as involved as he imagined Sirius’s were. Not that he spent a lot of time wondering about Sirius’s fantasies—okay, fine, he did.

TT^TT I love you so much right now!
THis is so effing perfect ♥ its just GUH! &hearts'

Sirius's lines were just mind-blowingly sexiful @_@
and moony should no better really *nods*.

You''ve made my day anon (although i'm 99.9999% sure that i know who you are) ;D

LOL! capcha knows all: mottled plug

iz ecstatic!
this is so verry HAWT ♥

OP here! Oooh, so dirty, I love it! I hope there will be more? I definitely want to see Remus get off from this! XD

Peter and James, although they had not yet made up their minds as to whether they were worried, pleased, or amused at this turn of events, made sure to give Remus and Sirius at least two hours of “private time” in the dormitory every evening. Remus was fairly certain they spent this time plotting some epic prank that would land all four of them in detention for a month, but Sirius didn’t give him much time to worry about such things. They hadn’t gone any further than kissing—the still-visible series of notches on Sirius’s bedpost was a constant reminder of why that would be a bad idea—but Sirius hadn’t pressured him towards more, which he was frankly surprised at. They didn’t even kiss every night—currently he was simply resting his head in Sirius’s lap while the other boy stroked his hair. Maybe…maybe this could be okay.

“Sirius?” he murmured, causing the hand in his hair to pause momentarily.

“Yes?” In times like these, Sirius’s voice never held the smug, jaded air that subtly pervaded it at other times—it was rich, warm, and right there in every sense.

“You—“ Remus flushed, not quite believing he was about to ask this. “In History of Magic. What were you, err, thinking about?”

Sirius groaned. “If you’re going to ask me questions like that, Moony, you might want to get your head out of my lap.” He paused. “You really want to know?”

“Well…yes.” Remus could feel his cheeks burning, and prayed Sirius wouldn’t comment on it. Any teasing right now would make him lose what nerve he’d worked up to ask this question.

“Well,” Sirius began, and his voice was almost a purr. “We were lying here, kissing, not unlike last night.”

Is that all? Remus had always thought that Sirius’s fantasies would be slightly more interesting than this own.

“You moaned a little—I can’t even tell you how sexy your moans are, by the way—and spread your legs. I slipped between them, and realized you were hard…not unlike you’re getting now.” He ran his hand down Remus’s side, only to stop at his hipbone. “I slipped my hand up your robes and began to pull them up a little—you didn’t object.” Sirius said this last bit as though it were something noteworthy, but Remus was fairly certain his own reaction would be identical were the same thing to happen right then. “I slid your robes up to your chest—you lifted your arms to let me pull them off.” He paused. “I did, of course. I kissed your lips, and moved down slowly—I kissed your neck, your nipples, your belly…you arched your hips up to meet me. I slipped my fingers under the waistband of your pants and made to pull them off—you let me.” Sirius smiled down at him. “You were so hard—hard as I was. I wrapped my fingers around you and you moaned like nothing else…”

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Remus/Sirius Kink Meme

FIC: A Difficult Position 1/3 (Re: Request - First time playing with bondage)

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