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ceredwensirius ([personal profile] ceredwensirius) wrote2011-01-14 09:10 pm
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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.

Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-15 06:56 am (UTC)(link)
A very experienced Sirius and a shy and virgin Remus having sex for the first time.

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 03:07 am (UTC)(link)
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.”


Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 03:10 am (UTC)(link)
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

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 03:56 am (UTC)(link)
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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.

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 04:57 am (UTC)(link)
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…”

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Remus felt rather like moaning now. “Yes?”

“I stroked you for a while, kissing your chest…then I moved my mouth down further, and licked you.” Sirius’s hand had gradually migrated to Remus’s inner thigh, which he was gently kneading, almost as if unaware of his actions. “I looked up at you, lying back against the pillows, looking gorgeous and flushed and totally debauched…and then I took you into my mouth. I couldn’t even imagine the sounds you would make. I sucked on you, and you spread your legs further to give me better access…I moved my hand between your legs, and brushed a finger against your hole…you moaned and pushed up into my mouth.”

My…hole? Remus had never thought of that particular part of his anatomy in connection with Sirius before, but hearing it now gave him a dirty little thrill that tingled up his spine before moving down to throb between his legs.

“I reached into my pocket, where I conveniently had a bottle of lubricant, and got some on my fingers. I reached back down between your legs and pressed them against your hole—you bore down on my hand until they penetrated you. I pushed them further in—I could feel you opening up for me. I licked you one last time before I slid my mouth off of you and withdrew my fingers…” Sirius was absently rubbing his other palm over his own groin now, his breathing gradually getting heavier.

“And then?” Remus asked breathlessly, figuring from the lack of orgasms up to this point that there was more to the fantasy.

“….And then….I took you.”

“…T—took me?” Remus didn’t know whether nervousness or arousal was primarily responsible for the tremble in his voice.

“Thrust inside of you. Claimed you as mine. You were tight…hot…perfect.”

“Is…is that how…two men do it?”

Sirius nodded, a small smile on his lips. “We’ve been dating for three months and you still didn’t know how two blokes shag? Yes. If we were to do it, I would put my cock up your arse and fuck you like that. There’s this pleasure spot up there—I would make you feel amazing.”

Remus whimpered. Sirius’s words had him aching by this point, and he wanted desperately to be touched. “I—show me?”


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ACTUAL NON-FANTASY SEXY TIMES TO FOLLOW TOMORROW OR SO

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

(Anonymous) 2011-01-20 07:02 am (UTC)(link)
Oh yay \0/ thank you thank you thank you , this was so wonderfully hot and sexy I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT and I can't wait to the next part ,you're awesome!!!

Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

[personal profile] minamijsakuya 2016-08-15 06:13 pm (UTC)(link)
say, is there a continuation to this?
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Re: Request - a top Sirius a bottom Remus .

[personal profile] mothproof_ammeh 2017-01-23 04:53 am (UTC)(link)
There is! It's on the original livejournal version of this kink meme, and also on my journal. (mothproof-ammeh.dreamwidth.org/27932.html). It seems that not all the fills got copied over to Dreamwidth properly.

(Randomly happened to look this meme up and saw this; hopefully you're still around!)