Marauder Charm

maryjeanfelton@hotmail.com
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The next night, rather late, I was soaking in a tub in the prefects’ bathroom. The large square tub was full of hot water and large pink bubbles that would float up about two feet then pop at random intervals. I wasn’t actually a prefect, but I had *convinced* a boy to give me the password in the first week of the term, because I just loved the luxury of the deep tub and the bubbles. It didn’t hurt that Remus Lupin was a prefect as well, and the thought that he could just walk in at any minute made my bath all that much more pleasurable.

As though triggered by my thoughts, at that very moment I heard the door creak open and slide shut as someone padded into the tile bathroom quietly. From my view around the corner, I could see a pair of black socks moving to pull a fluffy white towel off the rack near the door. When the feet took a step back, the back half of a set of robes and a head of shaggy light brown hair came onto view. Remus. It couldn’t get any better than that. I smiled to myself as I watched him slip off his socks and let his robes fall to the ground, revealing that he was wearing nothing underneath.

“This is too easy” I thought to myself with a grin. I wouldn’t even have to approach this marauder; he was coming right to me. I took in a big breath as I saw him walking towards the tub, oblivious to my presence. I went under the bubbly water, and settled into the clear space below. I opened my eyes, and I could see his feet slip into the tub one at a time, then his legs up to the knee as he stood on the first tier of the deep entrance to the bathtub. The shape of his calves were already getting my attention as he took a step down one more level, revealing himself to the very top of the thigh, leaving anything else I would like to have seen just out of my line of site. That was ok; I didn’t want to spoil the surprise anyway. I saw him making motions to sit, so I closed my eyes as swam a stroke forwards and tilted my head back and came up out of the water slowly, letting the water slide down my face as I ran my fingers through my hair. I opened my eyes and was face to face with a surprised looking Remus.

“Oh!” I said, feigning surprise.
“I-I thought it was strange the bathtub was f-full!” Remus said, looking surprised and stuttering lightly.
“I didn’t hear you come in.” I said, making a big show of staying under the bubbles, but not backing off much.
“The bathroom echoes, I didn’t want to make much noise.” He said, looking a little less embarrassed than before. “Um… should I leave?” He asked, looking around the empty white tile room.
“Oh, that’s ok, I don’t mind.” I said, trying to plan my first move. He was much shyer than Sirius, and I didn’t want to scare him away. “Well,” I started, “You don’t mind if I stay, so you?” I finished, mustering up my best half shy smile. “It’s so warm in here, and I was planning on staying a little longer.”
“N-no, that’s ok, you can stay.” He said, looking a little nervous, but maybe a little interested too. “Um, his did you get in here?”
“I got the password from Andrew Abbott ages ago. I just told him how much better the bubbles feel on my bare skin, and he just blurted it out.” I said with a half saucy grin, and laughed.
“Oh.” Said Remus, thankfully laughing along with me. “I guess you just have that effect on people.” He said, then looked a little like he felt he shouldn\'t have, so I quickly gave him a sideways smile and said,
“What do you mean?”
“Well, you know, I mean… that… sometimes…” He started, his face starting to turn a little pink.
“It’s ok, I can take it.” I said with a laugh.
“Well, I just mean that some guys would do almost anything to please you.” He said rather quickly, then seeing my amused reaction he finished with a coy, “IF you know what I mean.” I laughed, then scooted over a little closer to him on the bench.
“Well, from the right people, it wouldn’t take a lot to please me.” Remus shot me a questioning look, then I watched as his eyes widened a little as he began to understand exactly what I meant. I put my hand on his knee and moved my thumb up to slowly stroke the top of his thigh. He looked a little surprised, then said quieter than before,
“Well, what do you mean by the ‘right’ people?”
“I mean this.” I whispered, and leaned in slowly to kiss him, wrapping my mouth around upp upper lip only so he could feel the fullness of my bottom lip pressing against his. He was hesitant at first, but when I kept contact he began to kiss back more enthusiastically. I moved one hand up the outside of his thigh and the other I used to hold his neck, bringing myself just close enough to him so that my nipples would just brush his chest. When he felt them, he pulled me in closer, and I ran my hand up his thigh and to his lower back as I swung my leg over his lap and straddled him, never breaking contact with the ever growing hunger coming from his lips. I was blown away by his ability to kiss, it wasn’t something I could pin down in his technique; it was just something in his charisma and confidence that made little shivers run down my shoulders to my spine. I let just the lip of my tongue touch his, then look his lower lip in my mouth and sucked it just a little, barely toughing it with my tongue. He kept pulling me closer, and I shifted in closer to him in his lap, letting the upper junction of my thigh tough his erection, which I could feel was now even warmer than the heat of the water aulsiulsing with energy and need. From the way his hands were moving on my body I could feel that he was not inexperienced, and that he had that flair for making women’s bodies’ shake with pleasure. He could move slowly, draw out every ounce of pleasure possible. He had those gifted hand that knew exactly where to touch to bring out the most pleasure, and that’s where those hands were going right now. He started out moving two fingers shallowly into me, using the pads of his fingers to tickle me from the inside. Them instead of just going deeper and harder, he moved those two fingers upwards to my clit, still moving slowly and carefully, touching me lighter and then harder then lightly again, making me body shiver already. I moved my hands up and down his body, feeling his abs and his arm muscles rippling under my fingers as his fingers rippled inside of me. Being under the constantly warm, bubbly water made it feel different; it provided a different kind of lubrication that I didn’t need right now, but I very much liked.

I was afraid he would bring me to the edge too soon, so I pushed my upper body into his and stood up enough that his fingers were out of reach, then I slid down his body as slowly as I could, grinding my hips into his skin, bringing more pleasure to myself and a slight grin to his face. I kissed his lips lightly, hardly making contact, but using my breath to make them feel closer. While I was doing this, I slid my hands up the insides of his thighs until they reached his throbbing cock. I grasped its base firmly and slid my hand up it, using my thumb to run the vein on the underside then slide over the head. Although it was already wet from the water around us, I could feel the thicker precum stick to my finger and slide down the other side. I could see that Remus had closed his eyes as was starting to tilt his head back slightly. I stroked him more rapidly, with one hand then the other, then using both to form rings with my open fists gliding down from the top to make it feel like he was eternally penetrating something. The water provided enough lubricant to let me do as I pleased, and that sparked an idea in my mind. I wonder how many times I could make him cum before this was all over? Still stroking, I thought,
“He seems to be able to hold out for a long time, but can he keep coming back for more?” I stroked harder, deciding to test my theory. After a moment, he tried lightly to pull away, and I knew he was feeling like he was close.
“Let me.” I murmured, stroking faster. He seemed to be about to argue before he sucked in a big breath of air and his body tensed up and I could see him arch his back and feel him buck his hips into my hands as he moaned from the bottom of his throat and let his orgasm take him over quietly. He was still and panting and moaning throatily when I blew a clearing in the bubbles below and could see the creamy white cum floating out his cock in little swelling clouds. I slowed when I felt him relax a little, but I noticed that he never softened much.

I let go of his still firm cock and put her hands on either side of his rear and kissed him passionately. He held the kiss for a few seconds, then grabbed me around the waist and swung me around so I was sitting on the shallowest step of the tub, with water lapping around the sides of my thighs as I sat and my whole body exposed to the warm, misty air. He put both hands firmly on my upper thighs and spread them apart firmly. He lead with is tongue, putting it firmly inside me, flicking in and out of me and up to my clit intermittently. I shut my eyes and let him continue until I felt the first tingles of a climax in the base of my stomach. I pushed him off of me straight back into the deep water. When he stood, the water would lap around his chin, framing his sexy lips against the fading pink foam of the bubbles. I grinned and reached for my wand, which was lying on the tile behind me. I grinned at him and hopped under the water after taking a deep breath. I quickly conjured a small bubble that encased only nose, allowing me to breath underwater. I swam up to his body, and steadied myself against his legs. Without warning, I took his cock in my mouth all the way. I could feel it stiffen in my mouth, and I sucked and licked firmly and quickly, building a rhythm. I could hear his almost animalistic groans even under the water. I spared nothing and made no attempts at being delicate. I used the tips of me teeth and my whole tongue to massage the skin on his cock, on which I could already feel it pulsing and stiffening like and impending orgasm. Suddenly I stopped. I gave him a moment to recoup before starting in ferociously again. I used one hand to tease his balls and the other to pump the very base of his cock with just two fingers. I could feel another one building up, so again, I stopped suddenly. I could hear his moan of passion and frustration, but still I waited for half a minute before starting again. This time I used my lips and the tips of my tongue to manipulate only the head of his cock. I could feel his muscles tense and relax under my hands with every lick of mine. Finally, I plunged my whole mouth over him and worked him for everything I had. He came hard inside my mouth, and he fell back onto the ledge behind him to keep his balance as I kept my rhythm. When I finally slowed, his legs were shaking and his erection was beginning to fade. Now I was aching for my own release. I came up out of the water, and wasted no time trying to make him fully hard again. I needed him inside of me. I straddled him, and began to touch my nipples, rolling them between my fingers and throwing my head back at the pleasure. While one hand was still working, I slid my hand down between my legs, and felt myself, dripping wet from sucking him off. I let my fingers roam inside of me before touching my clit, immediately bucking lightly at the feeling. I opened my eyes and saw he was gaping at me, not quite sure what to make of this show, but obviously not objecting. I reached down into the water with one hand, still touching myself with the other, and felt his cock. It was hard, and stiffening still in my hands.
“This boy has some kinda skill.” I thought to myself. I stopped touching myself raised myself up off his lap a little, and shooting him a huge smile, speared myself on him all at once. His eyes widened, but he eagerly grabbed my around the waist and rocked back and forth around me. I was afraid I would come before he had the chance, so I tried to contain myself with all my willpower. He thrusted slowly at first, but then faster and faster until I was coming close to finishing up. Keeping his pace, he shifted in his seat and rolled his hips so he would bump my clit with every drive, forcing me to clamp my teeth to contain myself. He must have been determined to have me cum first, but I would beat him out. I leaned back to remove contact with my clit, and used my fingers to add extra pressure to the bottom of his cock and to stroke his balls. I pressed my lips to his own and could feel him groaning into my mouth and I groaned back and felt my orgasm coming as hard as I tried to fight it. I came right when he did, the contest ending in a tie, and my sight went blank with the release from the eternal buildup and I was vaguely aware of Remus’ hands around my waist hold him from falling back into the tub. Just as I was finishing, I could hear the door to the bathroom creak open. I looked at Remus with wide eyes, as we both grabbed towels and crept behind an open door to the linen closet. Remus was behind me, but I could see Sirius Black stick his head into the room, looking around and frowning before he left again.
“Shh…” I said to Remus, and kissed him quickly on the lips before I scurried out of the room to follow Sirius, still clutching my towel around my body.