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Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
2
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6,693
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Title: Friendly Relations
Author: Madilayn
Summary: See the Author NOtes
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Tonks/Lupin; Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Feedback: desired.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
AUTHORS NOTES For the R/T ficathon over at Live Journal. For thunderemerald whose challenge was: During OotP: Tonks and Remus have an established relationship. Sirius either spies on or walks in on Remus and Tonks in a very compromising position one day… and he ends up joining in. Remus is a little weirded out (but excited, though he\'s the last to admit it) by the idea of being with another guy; Tonks wants nothing more than to see them together; Sirius hasn\'t taken anyone to bed since before Azkaban.
I’ve changed this a little – mostly about Remus’ attitude to a threesome with Sirius, and the timing of the join in, but I think that I’ve got everything else there.Hope you enjoy it.
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As far as Remus was concerned, it was about sex. He didn’t love her, but she was up there on his list of top three great fucks.
This evening, he was looking forward to seeing her. She had promised him a surprise when he arrived.
He got it.
Lying naked on the hearthrug, she was writhing and crying out as she thrust a dildo in and out of her wet pussy. One hand cupped her breast, squeezing and rubbing as she worked herself to orgasm.
Remus, being the gentleman he was, could hardly let the lady do all the work herself, and he dropped to the rug, his mouth moving to her unoccupied breast, his hand moving down to rub at her clitoris. His own cock, now hard, could wait. After all, it would impolite of her not to return the favour once her own needs had been taken care of.
Nymphadora felt the mouth and the hand, and gasped her appreciation. In less than five minutes she experienced orgasm, her hands registering the clothed figure suckling on her breast, and playing with her clit. Bucking wildly, she felt the person remove the dildo and replace it with his mouth, eagerly drinking her spendings.
“Sweet Merlin,” she moaned, her breathing finally easing as he mouth finished licking and sucking, and his head rose.
“Now who would have thought that you would grow up to be so tasty, Nymphadora,” said the man, caressing her breast with one hand.
She smiled at her lover. “Remus, you constantly surprise me. Who would have thought that under the cardigan lurked a sex maniac?”
He continued to caress her breast, his head dipping down to suck again. “You’d be surprised,” he answered, his mouth stopping its attentions to do so. Her hand came up to his head, holding it in place, but he shrugged it off and raised his head. Smiling, he looked deep into her eyes. “Lucky me. Do you do this often, Nymphadora?” he asked
Her mouth was dry as she reached out for him. “Only when I’m expecting werewolves to visit,” she said, her mouth quirking into a smile.
“Lucky me,” Remus said again, starting to remove his coat. He gestured to his trousers, his erection blatant. “I seem to have something of a problem here that could use some help. If you’re interested.”
Nymphadora looked down. “Would you like me to handle that problem for you?” she asked, “And it’s Tonks, not Nym…”
Her reply was swallowed by a searing kiss. “I like Nymphadora. It suits you,” he said, breaking the kiss, and swiftly removing his clothing. He kissed her again. “You’re like a nymph, all lithe and pale and very naughty.”
She looked him over. He was far too thin, but she could see the muscles in his body. For all his thinness, he was well toned, and strong. His cock, however, was absolutely magnificent. Large, thick and throbbing. She moaned as she imagined it filling her pussy, her mouth, and she gave herself up to exploring his body with her hands.
His kisses left her breathless, and she felt herself drawing close, feeling him throb against her thigh. He explored her thoroughly, and she enjoyed the exploration, wondering if she would ever stop moaning as his hands once again moved to her pussy, caressing her. She tried to move, to take him in her mouth, but he stopped her, kissing her again.
“Whilst I love a good blowjob, my dear, at the moment I want something else from you.” He stroked her with talented hands and she pushed against him, freezing as his fingers moved to her arse, stroking and gently pushing in, her own juices providing lubrication. “And your gorgeous bum is just as nice as your pussy,” he chuckled. “You’ve given your pussy quite a workout tonight, so it’s only fair that your bum gets some attention.”
Saying this, he raised her up, her arse high in the air and his mouth and hands working on the tight hole revealed. “You are delicious,” he said, licking and kissing both holes. “So nice and tight, and your pussy so wonderfully wet. You really are a delight, Nymphadora.”
His hands had been busy as he spoke, and she felt him raise himself, steadying against her. “Now, let’s put this nice dildo in you, and let me get into your bum,” he said, suiting actions to word.
She cried the thrusting of the dildo in time with his own, his hand cupping her breast as he held her against him. Her own hand moved down and rubbed against her clitoris. She felt his mouth against her neck, licking and nibbling, and her head dropped back against his shoulder, his mouth immediately claiming hers, tongues matching thrusts.
His orgasm was explosive, his own growls pushing her over the edge and she cried out her own ecstasy. They collapsed on the rug before the fireplace, his hands and mouth showing his appreciation.
Their breathing steadied, but his hands continued their caressing of her body. “I suppose,” he murmured into her ear, “we really should get to the work we should be doing.”
She relaxed against him. “Later,” she said, turning around, her hands caressing, “After we’ve finished this little job.”
Author: Madilayn
Summary: See the Author NOtes
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Tonks/Lupin; Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Feedback: desired.
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
AUTHORS NOTES For the R/T ficathon over at Live Journal. For thunderemerald whose challenge was: During OotP: Tonks and Remus have an established relationship. Sirius either spies on or walks in on Remus and Tonks in a very compromising position one day… and he ends up joining in. Remus is a little weirded out (but excited, though he\'s the last to admit it) by the idea of being with another guy; Tonks wants nothing more than to see them together; Sirius hasn\'t taken anyone to bed since before Azkaban.
I’ve changed this a little – mostly about Remus’ attitude to a threesome with Sirius, and the timing of the join in, but I think that I’ve got everything else there.Hope you enjoy it.
*************************************************
As far as Remus was concerned, it was about sex. He didn’t love her, but she was up there on his list of top three great fucks.
This evening, he was looking forward to seeing her. She had promised him a surprise when he arrived.
He got it.
Lying naked on the hearthrug, she was writhing and crying out as she thrust a dildo in and out of her wet pussy. One hand cupped her breast, squeezing and rubbing as she worked herself to orgasm.
Remus, being the gentleman he was, could hardly let the lady do all the work herself, and he dropped to the rug, his mouth moving to her unoccupied breast, his hand moving down to rub at her clitoris. His own cock, now hard, could wait. After all, it would impolite of her not to return the favour once her own needs had been taken care of.
Nymphadora felt the mouth and the hand, and gasped her appreciation. In less than five minutes she experienced orgasm, her hands registering the clothed figure suckling on her breast, and playing with her clit. Bucking wildly, she felt the person remove the dildo and replace it with his mouth, eagerly drinking her spendings.
“Sweet Merlin,” she moaned, her breathing finally easing as he mouth finished licking and sucking, and his head rose.
“Now who would have thought that you would grow up to be so tasty, Nymphadora,” said the man, caressing her breast with one hand.
She smiled at her lover. “Remus, you constantly surprise me. Who would have thought that under the cardigan lurked a sex maniac?”
He continued to caress her breast, his head dipping down to suck again. “You’d be surprised,” he answered, his mouth stopping its attentions to do so. Her hand came up to his head, holding it in place, but he shrugged it off and raised his head. Smiling, he looked deep into her eyes. “Lucky me. Do you do this often, Nymphadora?” he asked
Her mouth was dry as she reached out for him. “Only when I’m expecting werewolves to visit,” she said, her mouth quirking into a smile.
“Lucky me,” Remus said again, starting to remove his coat. He gestured to his trousers, his erection blatant. “I seem to have something of a problem here that could use some help. If you’re interested.”
Nymphadora looked down. “Would you like me to handle that problem for you?” she asked, “And it’s Tonks, not Nym…”
Her reply was swallowed by a searing kiss. “I like Nymphadora. It suits you,” he said, breaking the kiss, and swiftly removing his clothing. He kissed her again. “You’re like a nymph, all lithe and pale and very naughty.”
She looked him over. He was far too thin, but she could see the muscles in his body. For all his thinness, he was well toned, and strong. His cock, however, was absolutely magnificent. Large, thick and throbbing. She moaned as she imagined it filling her pussy, her mouth, and she gave herself up to exploring his body with her hands.
His kisses left her breathless, and she felt herself drawing close, feeling him throb against her thigh. He explored her thoroughly, and she enjoyed the exploration, wondering if she would ever stop moaning as his hands once again moved to her pussy, caressing her. She tried to move, to take him in her mouth, but he stopped her, kissing her again.
“Whilst I love a good blowjob, my dear, at the moment I want something else from you.” He stroked her with talented hands and she pushed against him, freezing as his fingers moved to her arse, stroking and gently pushing in, her own juices providing lubrication. “And your gorgeous bum is just as nice as your pussy,” he chuckled. “You’ve given your pussy quite a workout tonight, so it’s only fair that your bum gets some attention.”
Saying this, he raised her up, her arse high in the air and his mouth and hands working on the tight hole revealed. “You are delicious,” he said, licking and kissing both holes. “So nice and tight, and your pussy so wonderfully wet. You really are a delight, Nymphadora.”
His hands had been busy as he spoke, and she felt him raise himself, steadying against her. “Now, let’s put this nice dildo in you, and let me get into your bum,” he said, suiting actions to word.
She cried the thrusting of the dildo in time with his own, his hand cupping her breast as he held her against him. Her own hand moved down and rubbed against her clitoris. She felt his mouth against her neck, licking and nibbling, and her head dropped back against his shoulder, his mouth immediately claiming hers, tongues matching thrusts.
His orgasm was explosive, his own growls pushing her over the edge and she cried out her own ecstasy. They collapsed on the rug before the fireplace, his hands and mouth showing his appreciation.
Their breathing steadied, but his hands continued their caressing of her body. “I suppose,” he murmured into her ear, “we really should get to the work we should be doing.”
She relaxed against him. “Later,” she said, turning around, her hands caressing, “After we’ve finished this little job.”