Well
equipped with a left back pocket full of a folded orange hankie, Remus moved
smoothly throughout the club. His eyes were drawn to the men’s arses, both
because of how nice some of them were and because he was surveying the array of
colors. Orange was the color he
resorted to when he just wasn’t sure what he was in the mood for. Which meant
he was pretty much up for anything. Of course, the last time he had been in
this situation he’d ended up shagging Oliver Wood.
Oliver
didn’t seem to be around tonight, however. He looked around the club, searching
and thinking.
He noticed
a man with a bright yellow hankie, and that man noticed him noticing. “Not
tonight, sorry,” Remus said before the idea could be proposed.
“Your
loss,” the man said with a steamy look and a sly smile. He shrugged and moved away.
Remus had
to admit his eyes were following the man’s arse as he left. It was exquisite.
But the taste of urine wasn’t precisely what he wanted in his mouth at the
moment.
He spotted
a very attractive, youngish-looking man across the club. Bright blue eyes,
blond hair swooshed mostly over towards one side, and both a handsome face and
beautiful arse. Remus turned and requested two extra strength Butter Beers from
the barkeeper. Then he made straight for the man. Remus was nearly sidetracked
by several very lovely men, one with a fuchsia hankie and the other with a
light pink one. But he continued onward until he reached the man.
The man was
standing shyly by a wall, looking far more overwhelmed than pleased by his
surroundings. Remus took a deep breath and offered one beer with a smile. “You
look like you could use a few moments of peace. It’s not much but…”
The man
took it, his hand shaking a little. “Thank you,” he said, taking a gulp.
“First time
here?” Remus asked casually.
The man swallowed
hard and nodded. But he looked bravely and unblinkingly back at Remus. “Is it
so obvious?”
“Well, you
did look a bit out of place by the way you’re hugging the wall,” Remus told
him. “But more importantly…” He gestured towards the man’s arse. “No hankie.”
The man
flushed and looked down at his beer now as he nodded. “I… I’ve been informed of
that mistake already. So I thought it wiser to keep that hidden.”
Remus took
a swig out of his bottle of beer and shook his head. “Such a pity keeping something
so gorgeous hidden.” Then he stuck out his hand. “My name’s Remus.”
“Berny,” he
replied, taking Remus’ hand and giving it a too-tight squeeze to fake
overconfidence. Then he coughed and looked away, trying to think of something
more to say.
“I’m Remus.
Would you like me to leave you alone again, Berny?” Remus offered. “Or escort
you to the door, perhaps?” Berny was understandably a bit taken aback by this.
“I mean, if you’re not comfortable here, even here with me, I thought maybe
you’d prefer to leave. And I could help you out with that.”
Berny
considered for a moment, then shrugged and cocked his head. “M-maybe you could
help me out with something else?”
Remus
smiled slowly, broadly. “And what might that be?”
“I… welll,”
Berny looked down at his beer again, but caught a glimpse of Remus’ erection
pressing against the front of thin trousers. He muttered something Remus didn’t
quite catch, then took a very deep breath for confidence’s sake. “I’ve never
been with a man before- with anyone before, actually.”
It was
Remus’ turn to be a bit surprised. The man was clearly beyond adolescence, at
least nineteen by the look of it. And though that wasn’t exactly unheard of,
the man was so good-looking that Remus couldn’t understand how it was possible
he could still be a virgin.
“But if you
don’t want—”
“I want,”
Remus said quickly. He stretched his arm out and set his Butter Beer down on
one of the tall standing tables a few feet away. Then he reached up and cupped
his hand to the man’s face, his eyes as tender as his touch. Slowly he moved
into the kiss. It took a few moments before his advances were returned. Lips
moving against lips, tongue against tongue, breath and saliva and mixing
tastes. Berny tilted his head and raised his shoulders, cherishing what Remus
guessed was his first kiss.
But before
it grew too intense, Remus pulled back and embraced the man warmly. “I
definitely want.” There was nothing else he could think of that he wanted more
than this tonight. After his experience the night before, he felt a little
innocence and a return to the basics might be just what he needed. Besides, he
hadn’t done anything like this in quite a long while, either. “Do you want to go
somewhere or did you want me to deflower you in the unsanitary backroom of a
sleazy sex club?”
The man
wasted no time in agreeing to a room at the Leaky Cauldron. And he was equally
quick at disrobing. He let Remus stoke his cock a few times, but needy grunts
and groans made him lie face down on the bed with his arse in the air. “I’ll be
gentle,” Remus said reassuringly as he climbed up onto the bed and surveyed the
naked man, who looked even more perfect now. Perfect. Untouched. Unspoiled.
His
arsecheeks clenched nervously and Berny looked back over his shoulder at Remus.
“Not too gentle, please.”
Remus
grinned. “Knew I’d like you.” He retrieved his wand from the pile of clothes
he’d discarded and smacked Berny’s arse lightly. The man jumped and tried to
hold his smile. “But I’ll still be gentle.” He flattened himself down on top of
Berny, covering the man almost entirely. He nuzzled and snuffled and kissed his
way from the man’s back to his lips. All the while, his pelvis gave tiny jerks
forward, pushing his hardening cock against Berny’s rear. And when his lips met
Berny’s the kisses were full but sweet and much less hesitant than before.
Remus
pulled back eventually this time, as well, his hand slipping beneath Berny’s
body to brush lightly, making sure he was hard and ready there. Then he used a
simple lubrication spell on them both as well as a protection one on his cock,
just to be sure. One finger, then two, guaranteed Berny was ready there as
well. Though the man groaned a little, he did not ask Remus to stop.
In fact, he
begged Remus to go ahead with it. Remus did, with all the skill he possessed,
keeping his strokes steady but strong. He kept in control, no matter how
fantastic it felt to be inside the tight, hot arse. He paid attention to the
man at every moment, listening to each breath and sound, watching every
movement and making sure he was all right with it all. The newness Berny was
feeling was invigorating for Remus. He savored making the man feel so good,
appreciating it and enjoying it.
Berny
looked more than all right, as he gripped the bedsheets and groaned so loud
Remus feared the basic silencing spell cast on the rooms in the inn might not
be enough. But the only pounding was Remus’ doing, as he thrust into Berny. And
even that was short-lived for it did not take long for Berny to reach orgasm.
That,
clearly, he had done before. But he seemed unprepared for Remus to take a few
minutes more to come. Remus had waited to be sure Berny was all right and
finished before taking pleasure in completing the important task. Afterwards,
he cleaned them both off. Berny was a little hesitant when Remus lay down
beside him, but soon he snuggled into Remus. “Lovely,” Berny whispered with a
sigh.
“For me as
well.” Remus agreed. “Thank you.”
Berny’s
eyebrows rose. “Actually, I think I should be the one to—”
Remus shook
his head. “It was a pleasure.” He kissed the man once more, gave him a squeeze,
then rose from the bed.