Fic: Moon to Moon (17/30)
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salixbabylonTitle: Moon to Moon
Author:![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 502 for this part, ~17,300 overall
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They're just so much fun to play with!
Summary: Thirty days in the life of a randy werewolf.
Author's Note: Set in some nebulous AU where Sirius is alive, Harry and the rest of the kids are 16, and everyone is staying at Grimmauld Place in the summer of August 1996. Credits to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to sirkayem for betaing!
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Moon To Moon
August 30th, 1996: Day 17
After my nap, I woke up with Padfoot in bed with me. As I said, Sirius is always a bit more tactile that way. Not that he isn't touchy-feely in human form, just that you're as likely to get a slap on the back that almost knocks you over as you are a warm embrace. He was always very casual with his body, I suppose... Which isn't a bad thing, just very different from how I am; I've always had to be quite careful with mine. It's never bothered me that Sirius slept around - even when we were together, we weren't exclusive. And Morgana knows that if I had his looks, I would have shagged around a bit more.
Where was I? Right - in bed with a dog. Paddy's body heat kept me pretty warm, which helped soothe the aches and pains. When I woke up Sirius brought me some broth and toast, and kept me company while I ate. After I finished, he offered to give me a massage. Although he hasn't offered one in quite some time, it's not completely unheard of either, so I agreed.
(It had been quite some time since I'd eaten at this point, and several of the others had dropped in to see how I was recovering. Not Severus, though. Sirius told me that Severus had to leave while I was still asleep, so he left my daily dose of the potion for me to take after I ate something.)
As always, Sirius' strong hands squeezed and pummeled the aches out of my body, leaving me in a state of boneless bliss under his ministrations. After he'd rolled me over and went to work on my front, he noticed my (not quite boneless) response to his hands. What can I say, some things learned at a young age just stay with you forever, and even tired and achy, Sirius' hands on my naked body get me hard.
He made some quip about massaging "everywhere," and I was too content to consider stopping him. His hands on my cock felt different, somehow – I suppose I must have been comparing them to Severus'. Sirius' are rougher, although I'm not sure how that could be, as it isn't as if he does any manual labor...
At any rate, it was good; he was good. Sirius didn't draw it out but he didn't rush either. And it was nice to be held and snogged by him during it. By the time he finished me off, he was in the same state, and of course I enjoyed watching while he added his release to the mess on my stomach. Sirius does have a fine cock, I will admit that. Both long and thick, yet not obscenely so. It turns the most delicious shade of maroon right before he comes...
He's a bit ravaged by time and Azkaban, I suppose, but in my eyes Sirius Black will always be one of the most beautiful men I've ever known.
Day 18
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Author:
salixbabylonFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 502 for this part, ~17,300 overall
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They're just so much fun to play with!
Summary: Thirty days in the life of a randy werewolf.
Author's Note: Set in some nebulous AU where Sirius is alive, Harry and the rest of the kids are 16, and everyone is staying at Grimmauld Place in the summer of August 1996. Credits to
pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to sirkayem for betaing!Previous Entries
August 30th, 1996: Day 17
After my nap, I woke up with Padfoot in bed with me. As I said, Sirius is always a bit more tactile that way. Not that he isn't touchy-feely in human form, just that you're as likely to get a slap on the back that almost knocks you over as you are a warm embrace. He was always very casual with his body, I suppose... Which isn't a bad thing, just very different from how I am; I've always had to be quite careful with mine. It's never bothered me that Sirius slept around - even when we were together, we weren't exclusive. And Morgana knows that if I had his looks, I would have shagged around a bit more.
Where was I? Right - in bed with a dog. Paddy's body heat kept me pretty warm, which helped soothe the aches and pains. When I woke up Sirius brought me some broth and toast, and kept me company while I ate. After I finished, he offered to give me a massage. Although he hasn't offered one in quite some time, it's not completely unheard of either, so I agreed.
(It had been quite some time since I'd eaten at this point, and several of the others had dropped in to see how I was recovering. Not Severus, though. Sirius told me that Severus had to leave while I was still asleep, so he left my daily dose of the potion for me to take after I ate something.)
As always, Sirius' strong hands squeezed and pummeled the aches out of my body, leaving me in a state of boneless bliss under his ministrations. After he'd rolled me over and went to work on my front, he noticed my (not quite boneless) response to his hands. What can I say, some things learned at a young age just stay with you forever, and even tired and achy, Sirius' hands on my naked body get me hard.
He made some quip about massaging "everywhere," and I was too content to consider stopping him. His hands on my cock felt different, somehow – I suppose I must have been comparing them to Severus'. Sirius' are rougher, although I'm not sure how that could be, as it isn't as if he does any manual labor...
At any rate, it was good; he was good. Sirius didn't draw it out but he didn't rush either. And it was nice to be held and snogged by him during it. By the time he finished me off, he was in the same state, and of course I enjoyed watching while he added his release to the mess on my stomach. Sirius does have a fine cock, I will admit that. Both long and thick, yet not obscenely so. It turns the most delicious shade of maroon right before he comes...
He's a bit ravaged by time and Azkaban, I suppose, but in my eyes Sirius Black will always be one of the most beautiful men I've ever known.
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Date: 2007-05-17 05:59 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2007-05-17 07:54 pm (UTC)This gets sexier and sexier by the day. Really.
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Date: 2007-05-17 09:13 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-08 03:01 pm (UTC)I can't help thinking Severus is not going to be pleased though. Sirius, I ask you.
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Date: 2007-06-08 04:23 pm (UTC)