His cock slapped against his belly, smearing fluid onto his straining stomach as Padfoot kept up the brutal pace. Aching, he reached a hand to touch himself, but Padfoot growled against his back, the scrape of teeth sending Remus' hand back to its position on the floor. Half a minute more of the steady thrusting and Padfoot came with a last violent shove.
His arms shaking, Remus held himself steady as he could as Padfoot sagged against him. Then Padfoot's hips lifted and Remus cried out as he attempted to pull out, Padfoot's engorged knot straining against the ring of his arse. "Fuck."
Padfoot whined, settling against him again and waiting it out until he could pull away with more ease. Still, Remus hissed as the action left him sore and empty, and feeling oh so dirty. He slid forward to rest on his stomach, hiding his face in his arms. Padfoot didn't allow him the respite, though.
His cold nose nudged up under his hip, pushing insistently until Remus rolled over, and then the dog was crawling between his legs again, causing Remus to spread them wider. His tongue lapped at Remus' balls, only barely flicking at his cock in what must have been a deliberate effort to avoid it. Curling his fingers into fists, Remus pushed his hips up helplessly. Then Padfoot was licking at Remus' abused hole, lapping up the leaking come and making Remus writhe, desperate for more.
"Please."
He almost sobbed in relief as Padfoot's warm tongue assaulted his cock. It rolled and curled with thick, wet sounds as Padfoot bathed Remus' cock from root to tip again and again. Remus lifted his head to watch a moment, a surge of filthy heat making him dizzy as he took in the sight of Padfoot licking him. So fucking wrong, he thought, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes tight shut. So dirty.
He came with a shudder, hips arcing up as he released, and then collapsing in a limp sprawl. Hissing softly as Padfoot thoroughly cleaned his softening cock.
Even when he felt Sirius curl up against him and pull him close, he couldn't open his eyes. He wasn't sure if he could ever meet Sirius' gaze again.
"Hey," Sirius whispered.
Remus made an inarticulate sound, curling into Sirius and hiding his face against his neck.
"You were amazing."
Remus just pressed harder against him.
"I mean it. You were so--" Sirius laughed in something like wonder. "Wow."
"I'm not sure 'wow' is the word I'd use," Remus muttered against his neck.
"You...didn't like it?" The worry in Sirius' voice sent a spike of guilt through Remus.
"I...I did." He still didn't pull away, though.
"Oh." Sirius laughed breathlessly again. "Oh."
He stroked soothing fingers through Remus' hair, lulling him into a state where he almost felt he could confront the world again. Then Sirius spoke.
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Re: FIC: TRUST ME PART 3/3
Date: 2011-01-16 09:17 pm (UTC)His arms shaking, Remus held himself steady as he could as Padfoot sagged against him. Then Padfoot's hips lifted and Remus cried out as he attempted to pull out, Padfoot's engorged knot straining against the ring of his arse. "Fuck."
Padfoot whined, settling against him again and waiting it out until he could pull away with more ease. Still, Remus hissed as the action left him sore and empty, and feeling oh so dirty. He slid forward to rest on his stomach, hiding his face in his arms. Padfoot didn't allow him the respite, though.
His cold nose nudged up under his hip, pushing insistently until Remus rolled over, and then the dog was crawling between his legs again, causing Remus to spread them wider. His tongue lapped at Remus' balls, only barely flicking at his cock in what must have been a deliberate effort to avoid it. Curling his fingers into fists, Remus pushed his hips up helplessly. Then Padfoot was licking at Remus' abused hole, lapping up the leaking come and making Remus writhe, desperate for more.
"Please."
He almost sobbed in relief as Padfoot's warm tongue assaulted his cock. It rolled and curled with thick, wet sounds as Padfoot bathed Remus' cock from root to tip again and again. Remus lifted his head to watch a moment, a surge of filthy heat making him dizzy as he took in the sight of Padfoot licking him. So fucking wrong, he thought, throwing his head back and squeezing his eyes tight shut. So dirty.
He came with a shudder, hips arcing up as he released, and then collapsing in a limp sprawl. Hissing softly as Padfoot thoroughly cleaned his softening cock.
Even when he felt Sirius curl up against him and pull him close, he couldn't open his eyes. He wasn't sure if he could ever meet Sirius' gaze again.
"Hey," Sirius whispered.
Remus made an inarticulate sound, curling into Sirius and hiding his face against his neck.
"You were amazing."
Remus just pressed harder against him.
"I mean it. You were so--" Sirius laughed in something like wonder. "Wow."
"I'm not sure 'wow' is the word I'd use," Remus muttered against his neck.
"You...didn't like it?" The worry in Sirius' voice sent a spike of guilt through Remus.
"I...I did." He still didn't pull away, though.
"Oh." Sirius laughed breathlessly again. "Oh."
He stroked soothing fingers through Remus' hair, lulling him into a state where he almost felt he could confront the world again. Then Sirius spoke.
"So we can do this again sometime?"