Remus lay
on his stomach with his arms bent and his hands folded beneath his chin. He was
rather calm and relaxed, which was a bit of a problem considering he should
have been purring happily as Sirius slid in and out of Remus’ arse.
It wasn’t
that the sex tonight was bad… Actually, it was pretty bad. But it would have
been more accurate to say the sex was just sex. And Remus was in the mood for
more than just sex. Sirius, on the other hand, seemed more than happy to
continue thrusting slowly and steadily, holding himself back from coming until
Remus was ready. The thrusting had been going on at least ten minutes by now,
though, and a full thirty had passed since they’d started having sex. Remus was
feeling less turned on now and far more bored than anything else.
Sirius
surely had noticed this fact, and no doubt felt badly about it. He had even
asked Remus several times if there was anything special he wanted, but Remus
had been vague and uninspired and they had resorted to a standard fuck with no
tricks or twists. And at the moment Remus was bored and Sirius was too caught
up think about what else to do. Remus, on the other hand, felt he had plenty of
opportunity to think.
As he did
so, he stretched one hand out, flexing his fingers for no good reason except
that he was restless and couldn’t exactly get up with Sirius riding him the way
he was. Beyond his hand he saw a lit candle.
It caught
his attention, and he reached for it. His fingertips lightly brushed the pillar
as it was just out of his reach. He
sighed and his arm fell heavily onto the bed. “Sirius,” he said, shaking his
head then glancing over his shoulder. Sirius slowed, then stopped his thrusts,
leaving himself deep inside. “Can you reach that candle?”
Sirius leaned
forward to retrieve the candle. As he brought it over, it tipped slightly and a
few drops of wax fell onto Remus’ back. Remus gasped in surprise, then exhaled
deeply in satisfaction. “Exactly,” Remus said.
When Sirius
slid out, Remus flipped over beneath Sirius and showed his lover a broad grin. Sirius
got the message. He lowered the candle and Remus inspected it for a moment. It
was a tall, thin, white, vanilla scented pillar candle that gave off a gentle
glow. It had not been burnt for long, only a few hours at most, so the pool of
wax around the long wick was rather shallow. Remus touched his finger to it.
For the briefest of moments, it hurt. But the melted wax stuck to his finger,
and in a moment it went from soft to hard. He liked the smoothness of it, the
way it molded to the curves and lines in his finger. Then he rubbed it off and
looked up at Sirius. “This is what I want.”
Sirius
nodded obligingly and purposefully tilted the candle. A few drops fell onto
Remus’ chest and he jumped at the heat and momentary pain. But he encouraged
Sirius to continue, as did his twitching cock. Careful to keep the candle from
going out, and to make the best use of the little wax there was, Sirius
dribbled a little over the rim and it ran down Remus’ chest in a tiny stream
which moved towards his crotch teasingly. Remus arched his back and moaned
loudly.
Then Sirius
gave Remus’ cock a good few strokes before dripping the last few drops of candle
wax there as well. Remus gasped and raised his arse off the bed, practically
shoving his cock in Sirius’ face and begging for more. “Oh yes. Yes yes…”
Another drop near such sensitive skin was intense pain and pleasure all at
once. It brought him close.
Pleased to
finally see Remus like this, Sirius grinned. He lowered his head and stroked
Remus’ cock with his tongue, swirling around the drops of hardened wax. He then
reached for the jar of lubricant he’d used upon himself. Remus was still slick
from Sirius’ entry, but a little more never hurt. With a sly smile, Sirius
tilted the candle, careful not to burn himself, and slid it into Remus’
arsehole, end-first. The flame flickered at the movement but did not actually
go out until Sirius moved his hand to slide it out.
The
extinguished flame caused a thin stream of smoke to rise up between Remus’
legs. And it allowed Sirius to better grasp the candle in order to fuck Remus
with it. It did not take Remus long at all, what with Sirius’ mouth around his
cock and the warm, smooth candle slipping in and out of him in a coordinated
effort by his equally aroused lover.
Sirius
apparently did not mind wanking when he could have been inside Remus, not when
the benefit was Remus so overwhelmingly excited. Remus let himself be
stimulated, thinking about the wand from last night and how different the
candle now was for him. He touched the solidified wax on his chest and moaned
happily at the memory of it sharply, superficially burning his skin.
That was
all it took for Remus, and Sirius was more than happy to finally be able to let
himself go as he stopped the candle’s movement and began swallowing. “Perfect,”
Remus sighed as Sirius removed the candle and sat up, looking down at Remus.
“That’s
nice to hear,” Sirius told him, smiling. He was used to Remus’ changing tastes
and sudden urges for something else, though he might have liked Remus to have
made up his mind half an hour ago. There were a few things Sirius knew Remus
wanted though. “Come on,” he said, taking Remus hand and slipping his fingers
between Remus’. “I know you must want a shower and I want to wash your back.”
No matter
how the sex was, Remus had to admit there were a number of benefits to being
with Sirius rather than anyone else. And this was one of them. He squeezed
Sirius’ hand tightly and pushed off from the bed to get up.