A soft purr
escaped Remus as Sirius lifted his head to pull his lips off Remus’. Remus
reached up and caressed Sirius’ cheek, pushing back the long, dark hair that
fell down over the sides of his face. In Remus’ other hand was his wand. “Pirduss!” He waved it and the pillows
beneath his head plumped; he moved his head back and forth, settling into them
and smiling.
“Do you
want anything special tonight?” Sirius asked, gazing down at Remus from above.
Remus gave
Sirius a sultry look and a wide smile. He swished and flicked his wand and
whispered “Wingardium Leviosa! Leoht!”
to the candles. The wicks of a dozen candles around the room burst into flame
as the candles rose into the air a few feet.
They cast a
soft orange and yellow glow upon the room, glinting off Remus wand which was
pointing to the pale green handkerchief resting on the pillow beside Remus’. “Really?”
Though extremely delighted by the prospect, Sirius also looked suspicious. He
knew well Remus’ fear of heights, but the look in Remus’ eyes was encouraging.
“Well, if you think you can handle it, I am certainly game. You do remember
last time, do you not?”
Remus
nodded. Technically their last attempt had been while up on Sirius’ motorbike,
flying somewhere over Bath or Surry
or some other such random part of England.
Remus had been somewhat unable to perform to his fullest due to a few close
calls including a near collision with a radio tower and an engine that still
had a few kinks that needed to be worked out. Besides, with all the noise and
the cold wind and movement and the height of what seemed like a million meters
off the ground, the appeal had been lost to him.
“Lourenverte!” Remus commanded, twitching
his wand at the covers which slid off Sirius’ back and folded at the foot of
his bed. Then he gave Sirius an encouraging smile before kissing Sirius just
beneath his ear, then tugging on Sirius’ earlobe with his teeth.
That was
enough of an answer for Sirius. He growled playfully and sat back against
Remus’ thighs.
“Slepe Vibratarus!” Remus waved his wand again,
and the bed began to vibrate. There was a low humming sound as the bed oscillated
rapidly with them upon it. The vibrations moved through Remus, from his back to
his front. From the back of his head to the tip of his nose. From his heels to
his toes. From his arse to the head of his cock.
Sitting on
top of him, Sirius wasted no time in stroking Remus to full erection, feeling
the vibrations through Remus as well as chiefly his legs which now straddled
the man beneath him. When Remus was undeniably hard and the stroking without
lube was beginning to chafe, Sirius allowed Remus room to roll over onto his
back.
The
vibrations directly against his cock made Remus groan and he would have humped
the bed instinctively had Sirius not been sitting on top of him still. Amidst
his pleasure, he managed to raise his wand again. “Accio lube!” A small, nearly empty bottle sailed over from the
drawer nightstand. Sirius caught it deftly and applied some to himself and to
Remus at once.
When he
slid inside, Remus moaned. The thrust had pushed Remus against the mattress and
right up against the vibrations. As Sirius began to slide in and out with some
speed and regularity, Remus tapped his wand against the mattress. “Envig!” he commanded, which made the
mattress shake harder. Which only made Sirius thrust harder. “Envig!” Remus called again, gasping, and
the vibrations and shakes turned to bounces.
Remus
closed his eyes as tightly as he could and held onto Sirius tightly. His hand
shook for a second, then it made a firm swish and flick. “Philauto Leviosa!” He held his breath as both his body and Sirius’
lifted off the bed. Their skin still crawled and tingled, used to the
vibrations that had now stopped. And though there was no more vibrating or
shaking, they still moved.
“Are you
all right?” Sirius asked, after they had shared another kiss. Remus had kissed
back, but not with the usual eager spirit. “Would you prefer we go back down?”
In answer, Remus
raised his legs and wrapped them around Sirius’ middle. Sirius understood and
continued to thrust. With each, Remus slid off and on again in equal but
opposite reaction. When he opened his eyes and looked down, they were at least
four feet off the bed and quite a few still from the very high ceiling. Of
course there was a bed beneath them, should the levitation spell end, a bed
which had since calmed, but Remus wasn’t fond of the idea of falling. Not when
there were much better things hovering in the air just above him. And inside of
him.
Remus tried
to stay close, to keep himself from floating away from Sirius completely. But
his arms moved slowly in the air and his whole body was going weak at the
strength of Sirius’ thrusts that could now be fully extended thanks to a new
range of motion. Fearful of falling, Remus desperately clutched at Sirius, his
free hand slipping on the sweaty skin a few times before it took hold.
Though it
made sex a little more awkward, Sirius wrapped his arms around Remus and held
him there. “Just enjoy the feelings, Remus,” Sirius said softly, in a voice
completely separated from the sexual act. “The air around us. The
weightlessness. My throbbing cock inside you.” He held onto Remus tightly. “I
will not let you go, whatever happens.” He kissed the nape of Remus’ neck and nuzzled
his face into Remus’ chest. “You can trust me,” he reassured his lover.
Remus
nodded. He knew that, of course. Knew it and felt it with every fiber of his
being. But it was good to hear right now, anyway. Four feet wasn’t much of a
height to be fearful about, but it was the idea more than anything else. The
idea of being suspended in midair and suddenly falling down. That complete and
utter lack of control. That sensation where his stomach sunk before his body
and he could do absolutely nothing to stop it.
But there
was also Sirius. And he trusted Sirius, he did. He took another breath and
closed his eyes, concentrating on the feelings and sensations alone. And what
he felt was Sirius deep within him, hitting the right spot effortlessly. And
Sirius holding him close, tight, securely. And their heartbeats racing with
excitement for each other.
As Sirius
switched from simply pumping to the rapid, desperate, bucking sort of thrusts
that indicated he was close to orgasm, all Remus felt was intense delight. All
thoughts and fears were driven from his mind by the pure pleasure of it all.
Instinctively, Remus curled his toes and arched his back. But the movement
became more exaggerated in weightlessness and he ended up leaning back more
than he’d meant to. His arms slowly swung down and straight out to his sides,
his chest moved down and separated from Sirius’, and he leaned back, hanging
from Sirius in midair. His legs were still round Sirius’ middle but the top of Remus’
head now pointed down at the bed. With his eyes closed, Remus did not see the beautiful
white arch shot out during his own orgasm, but he felt it through every bit of
himself just as he felt Sirius’. There was nothing else to feel.
When both
had passed, he opened his eyes to realize they were slowly turning together,
like a summersault but without their bodies being so curled in on themselves. Remus
found he rather liked this sensation as well. He gathered what little strength
he had left and gave a jolt sideways. They began to turn round in that
direction now, spinning slowly as Sirius slid out and pulled Remus close once
more.
Remus sighed
and then waved his wand again. Gently the two settled back down onto the bed. Remus
snuggled happily into Sirius’ arms. He whispered a few more words to end the
rest of the spells. The candles extinguished themselves and settled back down
upon the shelves, dressers and the like. Then the covers slid back up and
covered them both, tucking comfortingly around them.