Title: Merry Month, Moony! Part 26

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, ass play

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: 1,192

Part 26

            Maybe it was the fact that he was subconsciously missing Sirius or maybe it was just his body working overtime, but the exploits the day before had not appeased his urges.

            Broomsticks were rough and had bends and knots. They were hard and had no give at all. There was the risk of splinters and the fact that they were too long to work with easily.

            Remus stretched out on his side, curtains drawn around the bed, door locked and double-checked just in case. In front of him were several toys he and Sirius rarely played with. He set aside the black butt plug- that one was Sirius’ exclusively and he didn’t feel right using it. But he could take his pickings from the others. He also brought the vibrator sleeve out, so his cock would be taken care of while he paid attention to his arse.

            He reached down into his trousers in the back, fingers sliding over the warm skin and slightly-sore-from-yesterday arse until they hit something plastic. Then he grinned blushingly and rubbed his cheek into his pillow as he focused on the mock-butt plug he’d inserted hours ago.

            It was red, round, squat. Wearing it was not quite like having Sirius’ lovely cock up his arse. Nor was it like the feeling of being constipated. But it was not too different from something in-between the two. He liked the ever-constant presence of it. But what he liked the most was that he was the only one who knew he was wearing it. Even Sirius, who was the only one to notice how he gingerly sat down, probably assumed it was because of the beating yesterday. Remus, however, knew and was reminded at every moment that he had the toy secretly inserted into his arse. It made him go hard every time he let himself dwell on his thoughts.

            As much as he enjoyed wearing it while he went about as normal, he had also been looking forward to taking it out because there were other toys which wanted a turn at him. He clenched and relaxed a few times as he surveyed the items laid out on the bed in front of him, trying to decide which he felt like trying. They all had their own charm. One with a rubber tail. Another, which was bright pink, with a heating component. A plug with a harness that had a lock and key so Remus had to beg Sirius to let him out. And a long string of plastic beads.

            The butt plug he finally selected was lovely, with white and blue-grey swirls, almost like a marble pattern. It was long and large, with several considerable curves that made it look anything but aerodynamic. Narrow at the top, then it curved out thickly, and narrowed suddenly at the bottom. He ran his fingers over its hills and dips, its smooth surface, and its sizeable base to ensure it wouldn’t get lost within him.

            He took the small plug out of himself with a slick pop. It was only a tease, hardly more than what he felt when he fingered his arse. He had one hand on his cock and one hand at his hole, and he sighed deeply, happily, wondering how he’d managed to live so long without this sort of fun with himself.

            His cock stirred, starting to harden again. Remus grabbed the bottle of lube he’d taken out along with the rest, and he squeezed out a large glob for the new butt plug, and then into the vibrator sleeve. He slipped the sleeve on first, sighing as it fit itself snugly around his cock. Then he positioned the instrument between his cheeks, at the right angle.

            Remus used his hand which wasn’t well-lubed, so that he had a better grasp on the large handle and could maneuver properly. Remus took a deep breath he felt in the base of his stomach, then he exhaled and slid the butt plug in a little.

            It only went in a few centimeters at first, which he had fully expected, due to its size. He did not panic, but turned it inside him about ninety-degrees, distributing the lube and getting his insides used to more than he’d been wearing all day. It slid in another few centimeters, until it stopped again. His muscles were so used to the size and shape of Sirius. It burned inside of him now. Burned <i>beautifully.</i> His muscles stretched and reached to their use, but he relaxed for a minute and turned the butt plug and pushed it in a little further. Much as he enjoyed the painful burn, he knew the pleasure of it fully inserted as well.

            So he continued on, turning and pushing, until it got far enough inside that certain muscles grabbed hold and pulled it inside him the rest of the way. He gasped at that, barely having to put a finger on it as it slipped in and his arse closed around it to a natural fit.

            He sighed happily, almost hating to wank off now, because he wanted to feel this for much longer. So he only played a little with his balls, running his fingertips through the short brown, curly hairs at the base of his cock. He stroked through the sleeve, teasing his cock. Then he switched the vibrator on.

            The gentle pulse filled his loins and made his whole middle vibrate. He could feel it as well in his cock as in his arse and, curled on his side, he instinctively curled up more. Remus felt full… and he felt aroused. It was as though someone else were doing this to him, as he felt stimulation in both places without even having to move his hands. He grabbed hold of the pillows, hugging them to his chest and his face. He breathed into them, hot and warm, and ground material between his teeth.

            A moan was muffled into the pillows as he felt the need to jerk his hips forward. He gave one thrust, savoring the ease and freedom of it. The butt plug and the vibrator stayed firmly in place no matter what he did. With this understanding, he couldn’t stop thrusting. He gripped the pillows tightly, his body taking over as Remus just held on for the ride.

            It took longer than Remus had expected, and he was glad for that. He even had a pang of regret as he finally came, not because he felt shameful for masturbating but because he wished it could have lasted much longer.

            When it was over, he winced as the stimulation continued against his now sensitive parts. He pried his hand off a pillowcase and took up his wand. With a spell, he removed both toys from his body. And, with a second spell, he cleaned himself off. But that did not do away with the fuzzy, used feeling which filled his body. Satisfied, Remus stroked the clean butt plug again, affectionately. But he did not want to move any more than he had to, wanting his afterglow from this to last as long as possible.