“Bloody hell, Remus, Remus? I need to come. I think I might die if I don’t, please just let me.”
If Sirius was still coherent then he wasn’t ready to come; only when he lost all powers of intelligent speech would Remus finally relent. Rolling the heavy bollocks in his palm while probing the salty slit, Remus was pleased to hear the cries coming from his lover. A few more strokes of his tongue and all Sirius was able to do was grunt and occasionally moan in pleasure. Now. Now he would let Sirius come. Remus undid the cock ring and his mouth was almost immediately filled with come. Swallowing all that Sirius had to offer, Remus stroked the trembling thighs beneath him.
Crawling up the bed, he curled around Sirius’ boneless body, peppering his face with soft kisses and stroking the sweaty black hair. Sirius nuzzled him, eyes closed and panting. When Sirius’ breaths began to slow and even out, Remus assumed that he had fallen to sleep. It wasn’t until he heard a whispered, “Thank you,” that he realized that Sirius was still awake.
“You don’t need to thank me, Sirius. I love you, and I certainly have no objection to making you beg. In fact, I rather like it.”
“That doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate it.”
“I suppose that’s true.”
When no response came, Remus realized that this time Sirius had fallen asleep. Smiling to himself, he kissed Sirius’ hair and closed his eyes.
Have Some Composure 3/3
If Sirius was still coherent then he wasn’t ready to come; only when he lost all powers of intelligent speech would Remus finally relent. Rolling the heavy bollocks in his palm while probing the salty slit, Remus was pleased to hear the cries coming from his lover. A few more strokes of his tongue and all Sirius was able to do was grunt and occasionally moan in pleasure. Now. Now he would let Sirius come. Remus undid the cock ring and his mouth was almost immediately filled with come. Swallowing all that Sirius had to offer, Remus stroked the trembling thighs beneath him.
Crawling up the bed, he curled around Sirius’ boneless body, peppering his face with soft kisses and stroking the sweaty black hair. Sirius nuzzled him, eyes closed and panting. When Sirius’ breaths began to slow and even out, Remus assumed that he had fallen to sleep. It wasn’t until he heard a whispered, “Thank you,” that he realized that Sirius was still awake.
“You don’t need to thank me, Sirius. I love you, and I certainly have no objection to making you beg. In fact, I rather like it.”
“That doesn’t mean that I can’t appreciate it.”
“I suppose that’s true.”
When no response came, Remus realized that this time Sirius had fallen asleep. Smiling to himself, he kissed Sirius’ hair and closed his eyes.