Title: Merry Month, Moony! Part 20

Author: Kate of Kintail

Fandom: Harry Potter, Marauders Era

Rating: NC-17?

Pairing: Sirius/Remus overall

Disclaimer: JRK’s characters and I get nothing

Warnings/Kinks: wanking

Summary: Sirius wants to teach Remus a lesson about the joys of wanking.

Notes: Written for the Lusty Month of May at pervy_werewolf

Word Count: 1,894

Part 20

            Remus didn’t need an owl order catalog for all his toy needs, though he was immensely glad he’d sent away for the vibrator after reading that book. He and Sirius had a few toys of their own already, which Sirius kept in the bottom drawer of his nightstand, protected with a password that only he and Remus knew. After all, they couldn’t have just anyone borrowing Sirius’ collar.

            But it wasn’t the collar Remus was looking for today. He was looking for… “Ah-ha!” He pulled out a small black velvet bag, tied up with a maroon cord. Remus jumped onto Sirius’ bed and dumped the bag’s contents out. Nipple clamps came in a variety of styles, quite a few of which were represented in their stash. There were two tiny metal ones, and two large ones padded with rubber, and two duck bill-type clamps which could be adjusted with the tightening or loosening of a screw and which had a gold chain which went from one to the other.

            Remus’ favorite, though, each had a tiny metal bell attached to a short metal string. The bell acted as a weight and provided a lovely tinkling sound every time he moved. Not to mention the lovely pinching of the clamps themselves.

            Remus settled himself on the bed, stripping off his robes, pushing down his pants, and unbuttoning his shirt. He had it all planned out, and had been thinking about it all day. Finally he’d get to play with them alone and not have to worry about playing any of Sirius’ games to win the use of the clamps. Half-naked and terribly excited about what he had planned to play with, Remus was quite a sight.

            A sight that Sirius stumbled on as he walked in on Remus not a moment later. Remus swore and slapped his hand over his eyes. “I forgot to lock the door!” he groaned.

            Sirius chuckled and nodded. “Must be fate.”

            Remus looked confused about what Sirius might mean by that. Perhaps he just wanted another joint wank… or maybe… “I wanted to have a little fun with you.”

            At first, Remus blinked and pinched himself to be sure this wasn’t another one of his daydreams. “It hasn’t even been two-thirds of a month,” Remus argued. “And you’re jumping ship already? I had no idea you were so weak-willed, Love.”

            Sirius laughed. He locked the door behind him and headed to the bed. “I didn’t mean that, exactly. I just thought maybe you and I could have a little fun together. You looked so incredible yesterday… so impressive. So what do you say?” He sat down beside Remus.

            Remus froze for a few seconds, contemplating, considering. He had hoped for days for this moment, or something even more than it, but now that it was here, he had to admit he was actually getting into the swing of things. There was definitely a thrill to the idea of doing something just for himself, especially after he’d spent much of the day working himself up to it.

            Blushingly, he nodded. “Yeah, all right.” Even though he’d been looking forward to a solo wank, he had to admit how much he did want to be with Sirius again. Especially a Sirius who seemed to want him this much. “But you have to wear the bells, and I get the chain,” he said, nodding towards the clamps displayed on the comforter.

            “I have a better idea,” Sirius said, grinning. “How about we wear one of each?”

            And so it was decided. Sirius lost his clothes in a rush. Remus left his as they were, half on but exposing the parts that needed attention. They laid down side-by-side on the bed, the chain attaching them. Remus scooted away a little, so the chain was pulled tighter, but not completely tight. Like that, however, he could feel a twinge of pleasure in his nipple when Sirius breathed in and out, and he suspected that Sirius felt the same, by the smile on his face. “Now what?” Remus asked, submitting to Sirius’ experience and brilliance. He had, after all, invited himself over.

            “Dunno,” Sirius admitted. “This was as far ahead as I’d thought. Do you have any ideas?”

            Remus thought, and smiled. “Just the one.” He took his cock in hand and gave it a slow, dramatic stroke for Sirius’ benefit. “I bet I can finish before you.”

            A laugh escaped Sirius, be he regretted it at once as he saw Remus’ expression. “Do you honestly think you could, Moony?”

            Remus raised an eyebrow. “Do you really think so highly of your skills, Padfoot?”

            Their heads turned so they could look at each other for nearly a full, silent minute. Finally, Sirius gave himself a stroke to even things up. And then they were off, in a manner of speaking.

            At first, Remus tried not to pay attention to Sirius. He already felt a bit rushed and nearly regretted proposing this thing in the first place. He concentrated on his own body, letting the feelings rush through him as he stroked himself. He applied a bit more pressure than usual, and started out a little quicker than usual. He did all he could think of at the moment, hands on his neck and chest and thighs and his crotch, of course. And while he was certainly turned on, he wasn’t exactly working himself up to where he needed to be.

            That is, not until he gave himself a break, took a deep breath, and glanced over at Sirius. The tip of Sirius’ tongue was sticking out of the side of his mouth and perspiration beaded on his forehead as he exerted a tremendous amount of effort. He had both hands tightly wrapped around his cock, pulling like there was no tomorrow.

            Sirius caught Remus’ eye, and Remus looked away to pretend he wasn’t looking. “Remus?” Sirius said.

            “Nnhh?” Remus replied, not letting up just because Sirius was talking, supposedly trying to distract him.

            “Remus,” he said again. “What do you say we get some lube?”

            Remus had to admit that he was starting to feel uncomfortable as well without it. “You need some? So go get us some.” He looked over to see that Sirius had not stopped stroking either.

            Sirius raised an eyebrow. “I think it’s only fair you stop when I do…” He slowed down his strokes curiously. “Don’t you think?”

            Reluctantly, Remus agreed. It was only fair. “All right. But be quick about it.”

            Sirius sat up on his way to leaning forward to fish it out of the nightstand drawer. But he did not get far as he was jerked back. Remus gasped as he felt it, too, the lovely strong tug on his nipple from the chain that bound them together. “Maybe we both get it?”

            “Yes,” Remus agreed, sitting up. The chain went loose and taut again several times as they moved about to get to the drawer. The little bells tinkled all the while, warning them to get back on their backs before all their efforts thus far were lost.

            Remus thought of getting something more out of the drawer, or even going for the vibrator. But anything they got out would surely make things uneven between them, or they would end up fighting for time with it, and they couldn’t have any of that. So Remus was happy when they both were lying back down and had liberal dollops of lube in their palms.

            “One… two… and—” They applied it roughly, slapping it on while stroking again so as not to waste any time. Remus basked in the fact that the stroking felt immensely better with the lubrication, his hand sliding up and down quickly, and his balls warm and wet. Remus ran two slick fingers back across his perineum and slid them into his arsehole.

            He love how simple it was to do by himself. He could feel what his body was craving. He knew what his body could take. And he was well aware of what he was doing so there was no need to warn himself about it. So when he plunged two fingers in, down to the knuckles, and curved them slightly, he let out a long groan of pleasure just to thank himself.

            Sirius echoed it not a beat later, beating himself off with the same ferocity. Remus watched Sirius flushed, dripping cock with attraction and desire, but determination to win the race. “Sirius…” he whispered, his eyes traveling from Sirius’ crotch all along the well-built body and straight to Sirius’ fierce grey eyes.

            “Wanttokissyou,” Sirius answered for him, all together and in one breath.

            “Want… feel you…” Remus agreed.

            They scooted closer, with more jerks of the chain and duller rings of the metal bell against their chests. Their sides were pressed together now, hips touching. Their heads turned, necks strained, and their mouths met. The kiss was brief, however, as a second later Remus gasped, mouth open wide, and Sirius moaned. They fought to regain the touch, but both were close and gasping.

            Remus only needed one more something to get off, so he bent his neck, took the chain in his mouth, and bit it tightly. He felt that unmistakable urge rush through him as it pulled his nipple. He groaned, not letting go and only biting down harder on the chain as he came. His back arched and his head was thrown back, tugging even more on the chain and causing even more stimulation there.

            Sirius felt it too, of course, and he came at nearly the same moment, too close to call. His cry, mouth free, was louder than Remus’, but there was a certain harmony as both filled the air.

            As they came down from their euphoria, their chests rose and fell in synch. Remus turned his head. “Could you tell which one of us went first?” he asked.

            “I came as soon as you tugged on the chain,” Sirius said, grinning. “You should have seen your face, Moony. Eyes so wide, looking so desperate to come.”

            “That’s when I came as well,” Remus said, rather disappointed. He had hoped that, with all his recent practice, he would easily have won. But he was resigned to admit it was too close to call. “It’s just as well, as we never discussed the terms of the bet.”

            “We didn’t?” Sirius asked, rubbing the back of his hand across his face as he yawned. “Guess I was just too eager to get down to business,” he said with a laugh. He flicked the bell, sitting on his chest, and it rang along with his laughter. But he winced when it pulled a little on his nipple.

            Remus carefully removed the clamps from himself, and then from Sirius, who winced the whole time, overly-sensitive. Remus kissed them to soothe them, then rested his head on Sirius’ stomach, not wanting to move.

            There was a knock on the door, and Remus, with his arse in the air and facing the door, was flooded with relief that it was locked this time. Sirius closed his eyes and cleared his throat. “Bugger off!” Remus chuckled but Sirius mumbled something about how James and Peter could wait and how he was fagged. He wrapped his arms around Remus and was asleep in seconds.