One shot: The Old Rules Do Not Apply

[ceredwensirius]

Title: The Old Rules Do Not Apply
Author:ceredwensirius
Rating: NC17
Warning: Oral Sex, Slash
Word Count: 862
Character, Pairing: Sirius, Remus, Sirius/Remus
Summary: Sirius is still operating off of old rules, the guidelines he used the same as any other boy to establish ranking so that a never ending pissing contest isn't needed.
Disclaimer: Not my characters.
Author's Notes: I wish Hermione wasn't being so quiet. I think Remus locked her in a closet. Also, this is a continuation from First Time For Everything

 

 

Sirius is still operating off of old rules, the guidelines he used the same as any other boy to establish ranking so that a never ending pissing contest isn't needed. According to theses guidelines, in his head at least, he ranks a bit above Remus. This is about to be made obsolete.

He can still honor these and be responsible for Remus shattering by his hand, but that will be harder to do once the tables are fully turned and he is the one boiling over and out of control.

Remus' breathing has slowed, and he offers Sirius a sincere smile. There is still a look of awe, but Sirius senses that Remus fully understands why he suddenly took control. It isn't as though he doesn't want to get off but the rules are changing faster than Sirius can really keep up with.

"Hey," says Remus softly.

Sirius smiles uncertainly.

"Let me do this for you," says Remus. Sirius sort of nods and then Remus adds, "Four years is a long time to want someone and have them out of reach. I've given this a lot of thought."

Sirius swallows and then suddenly laughs. "Researched too I'll bet."

Remus smiles ominously. "You have no idea."

Sirius swallows again, decidely nervous this time.

Remus rolls into him, and then surprises Sirius by straddling his hips. He leans over and catches his mouth. Softly at first, and then harder, pushing so that Sirius either has to give ground or press back. He chooses the latter while reaching out to touch Remus. Somewhere in the back of his mind is the notion that he needs to be in control.

"This really isn't going to work if you can't loosen up a bit." It makes Sirius' head spin a little to have his earlier words regurgitated back to him.

"Right," he says, a bit hoarsely. Remus doesn't allow him to say more, and this time Sirius gives. A little.

"That's better." There is a soft growl in Remus' voice, but a smile in his tone.

Sirius hadn't really gotten this far in his planning. What he had wanted was more of that feeling, that sense of belonging he experienced after their first kiss. He had been too focused on making blunders like Barry White and serving red wine cold. He'd really only had a vague idea about what he'd do with Remus. He figured on instinct taking over the way it usually did.

Instead, for perhaps the first time in such a setting, he can't simply let go and be because the rules, the sodding rules-

"Stop thinking."

Sirius startles at Remus' words. His friend is trying not to laugh.

"S'not funny," grumbles Sirius.

"No, you're right," agrees Remus, and then more gruffly. "Let me have this."

What he means needs no explanation as Remus has taken him in hand. He is pulling him in long, meticulous strokes.

"Close your eyes," says Remus, "and just feel. I don't know what you could possibly be thinking about, but just stop already."

"Quit lecturing," says Sirius, lips twitching, although the words don't come easily between panted breaths.

When he does as he is asked though, and closes his eyes he hears Remus' pleased hum. Then there are lips moving over his skin, careful at first, and then teeth are added with soft nips and nibbles.

Sirius can feel the tremble in Remus' hand, not from fear, but excitement. He opens his eyes and sees that look he craves. The one that tells him he belongs somewhere, and to someone. It is tinged with disbelief, like Remus hasn't fully accepted that Sirius is really letting him do this.

"Feels good," pants Sirius in encouragement. Their eyes meet again. It is really not that hard to surrender when you are being gazed upon with such adoration.

"Please," he whispers, bucking his hips into Remus' hand. "More."

Remus bows his head to him then, and Sirius' submission is almost complete. This too is different from a girl. Remus' mouth is larger and utterly lacking in a gag reflex.

"Merlin," breathes Sirius, hips canting. Remus doesn't seem to mind. He nearly yelps though, when Remus massages his anus with a finger.

"Remus," warns Sirius.

"Relax," says Remus, amused. "I'm not trying to bugger you. This'll feel good." And then adds with a sly tone. "I researched it."

It really isn't long after that the rules aren't just bent, but broken. Sirius concession over takes him as he spills hot and wet down Remus' eager throat. It is a new experience, to not be taking his pleasure, but giving it to someone who wants it down to his last quivering molecule.

It is several minutes before Sirius can look at Remus. He is greeted with a stupid, goofy grin that is hard to take seriously. The rules begin to reorganize.

"Enjoy yourself," asks Sirius dryly, thinking this should really be Remus' question to him.

"You've no idea," replies his lover. Sirius mulls this word over for a moment and decides it is only slightly better than boyfriend which is wholly unacceptable.

"Hm," says Sirius, and then decides to get back a little control.

~The End

Comments

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

I wish Hermione wasn't being so quiet. I think Remus locked her in a closet.

*snickers*

In other news, this is lovely, I love it.

Is it any consolation if i say I think Hermione's trying to take up residence in my brain?

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

Well, I got her back for an evening and this morning was woken up by J/R/S. And it was pointless and filthy and I refuse to write it. I need to be the one in charge. Right?

I am pleased that you enjoyed it though.

Want to trade? Let me have her back? If I'm not entirely mistaken don't you write only slash and I write only het and we're happy like that? Things should not be able to change so suddenly like flicking a switch in my head.

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

Filthiness is good.

I write het sometimes, just not cross-gen. And yes, you can totally have Hermione back, shes taking up space and I need to write my queer month drabbles.

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

Well... if there were some point to it. The premise was ludicrous. I tried to question Sirius about it but strangely, he clammed up. He's having too much fun getting off with his mates and really, can't he do that in someone else's head? Like say... yours?

Send her along and I'll chain her to the couch. As soon as I get my hands on Remus I'll send him to you. FYI - he's a perv.

The icon is a protest statement.

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

but... it's Sirius. D'you really expect a plot to the sex? And yes, he's very welcome in my head, I need r/s aaand no, nothing much else. So the pervy Remus is extremely welcome, too.

And you're welcome to Hermione; she's attempting to grow a plot now.

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

You know I really don't. That's true. Although an explanation for why Remus is sucking James cock while Sirius talks dirty to him is... handy. There must be some reason for why they find themselves in this situation and yet the one I was handed (with a cheeky smile and wink) simply won't do. Sorry, Pads... try again.

Well, she does tend to do that. She thinks a lot, and is generally bossy and knows what is best for you. She won't hand over her goodies without a lot of foreplay plot.

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

nooo, she's still fifteen. i think the pairing is going to be something along the lines of s/r(/t), and harry used the time-turner and sirius (who is totes Viggo Mortensen, btw) is free and there's political manipulation, and the H/S is only a nasty rumour thought up by Skeeter, etc, and... *flaily hands* why the hell does she talk constantly?

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

Well, in all fairness, Sirius is a pretty constant chatterbox too. I mean what he says though will make you blush for no reason during that big meeting when its your turn to speak. She... she just makes your ears want to bleed, doesn't she? I've found that Sirius is really the only one who can shut her up and she... well she provides order and decorum. Would you please tell her it is turning into a boys only brothel over here and I really need her to restore order. Lupin is no help on that score and she is the only one I've found who will consistently stand up to Sirius.

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

She has a plot that involves character developement and no sex.

Girl's stubborn, I'll give her that.

Also, 37!Remus is amused by the ickles. Sirius, otoh, is just beginning to remember that, y'know, that trip, where he's s'posed to escort Dora to the Auror's Ball isn't essential. Dora agrees.

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

Well, yes. She's 15 right? She was very prim at that age. As she gets older she loosens up, her wit matures into a very sophisticated sense of humor and she is generally more fun. She is always a bit repressed which is why I like her with Sirius. He opens her up to new experiences, broadens her horizons and unleashes her inner sex kitten.


Here kitty, kitty, kitty...

EDIT: I like your story idea, I prefer AU Sirius lives stories...

So... not shaping up into a R/T/S thing? More triangle less threesome?

I can totally see Remus being amused by the ickles. I think he liked teaching, don't you? I always got that impression.

[toujours-nigel.livejournal.com]

I like Hermione at fifteen, I like her utter disdain for the story Skeeter's concocted, and...

expect a draft of something sometime today or tomorrow.

And yes, R/S/T threesome.

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

Sounds like her actually. In fact it reminds me of something in that draft of mine which I still need to finish.

Looking forward to draft.

I finished your drabble long hand. Sirius is dead. There are allusions to a prior R/S with some role play kink R/T. No smut though.

I've never read happy smutty R/T/S. Should be fun. I guess they don't go to the ball so they can stay home and... chikabowow.

LOL. I crack myself up.

[werewolfsfan.livejournal.com]

I wish Hermione wasn't being so quiet. I think Remus locked her in a closet.

I believe that you have that backwards, these boys locked her out of their closet!

These are getting better, and longer than ever! Yah! I truly adore this one. These lines here slayed me the most but it took two read throughs to decide this:

Sirius can feel the tremble in Remus' hand, not from fear, but excitement. He opens his eyes and sees that look he craves. The one that tells him he belongs somewhere, and to someone. It is tinged with disbelief, like Remus hasn't fully accepted that Sirius is really letting him do this.

[ceredwensirius.livejournal.com]

these boys locked her out of their closet

Well... except I can't hear her at all (she made a brief return but she's gone again). I blame Lupin, truly. He's more devious than he seems on first glance. I know I sound crazy. I have a strange relationship with my muses. Only Sirius is constant, always nattering away in my head. Hermione has always popped in and out as needed.


I really, really love hearing what you liked. Thank you for sharing that with me. They are taking more shape in my head as a couple which I can't decide if that is a good or bad thing.

[secretsolitaire.livejournal.com]

Really enjoyed this. Love and sex are so scary in the beginning, and you captured that well. :-)