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Adult ++
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Chapter 4
A/N: Thank you for you reviews. I’m sorry it had escalated to that level but I really needed to know that I was busting my arse for a reason. I am only requesting readers to leave a review; I’m not asking you to leave one every chapter, be realistic here guys. I know how tedious it can get reviewing every single chapter and update of a story and simply end up saying the same old crap.
Now in the words of Forrest Gump, “That’s all I have to say about that.”
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Chapter 4
“Fuck!” Remus said.
“That good huh? I’m flattered.”
“What?” Remus asked distractedly. “Sorry babe, yeah. You were fantastic as always. I’m just not looking forward to going back up to the dorm.”
“Why?” Mike asked, getting up from his knees and straightening his robes.
“Didn’t you see? Sirius just walked in and caught an eyeful.”
“Shit! He won’t grass us up will he?”
“Don’t be stupid. He’s a Marauder, we stick together. Besides, that’s kind of like pot calling the kettle black. No pun intended.” He said wryly. “No, Sirius is the last person to comment on people screwing in dark corners around this school.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, don’t worry about him. Anyway, I believe it’s your turn for some fun.” And with that, Remus dropped to his knees and returned the favour.
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Sirius stormed up to the Fat Lady’s portrait that guarded the Gryffindor common room.
“Password please.” She asked regally.
“Remus Lupin is a fucking cock-sucking poof!”
“Well I never!" She exclaimed in outrage. "Such filthy language and from someone from such an aristocratic family! You disgusting boy!”
“Shut up. You’re just a fucking painting and the password is Merlin’s cauldron. Now let me in you fat stuck up sow!”
The portrait opened and he shoved his way through, slamming the door behind him hard. The portrait almost detached from its frame; the lady braced herself against the sides, in an effort to prevent her from falling.
He stormed his way up to the dormitory and threw himself on his bed.
All he could see in his mind’s eye over and over agian, was Remus orgasming. He could still hear the slurping sound of the Bratherton kid sucking him off and Remus’ hands in his hair urging him on.
God!
He’d fantasised that very scene a thousand times, only he was the one being sucked off, it had his hands in Remus’ hair, Remus was making those sounds sucking him off.
No Goddamit!
He was straight.
He was disgusted.
Disgusted it wasn’t you!
No!
It’s unnatural.
No it’s not. Loads of witches and wizards are gay in our world and no one thinks any worse of them.
Unnatural; dirty.
Remus was disgusting for doing it with the Bratherton.
He was disgusting for fantasising about it.
If it's so disgusting, dirty and unnatural, then why have you harder than you have every been in your life?
He hated himself for it.
At this moment in time, he hated Remus Lupin.
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Remus and Michael had parted on the main staircase with plans to meet the following night.
Now, he had to deal with the consequences of the incident earlier. He expected some shouting but nothing major.
Sirius, being an ultimate specimen of heterosexual evolution would no doubt be horrified at witnessing his and his boyfriend’s homosexual encounter and suitably grossed out by it.
Psychologically, straight men often felt their masculinity threatened by homosexual sex but overall, he felt that Sirius would come around eventually.
He would probably be more pissed off at the fact that he’d kept him having a boyfriend a secret or that he wasn’t seeing a fellow Gryffindor.
He sure had looked pissed off though.
“Nah.” He dismissed. Sirius was fine with him being gay.
Hell, he’d had two years to get used to it.
As he approached the Fat Lady, he noted that she was talking frantically to a number of other visiting figures from other paintings, who were grouped around her, listening avidly.
“Why madam, the youth of today simply do not respect their elders like they did in our day.” Remus heard one commenting.
“He was positively disgusting! The profanity, heaven’s above!” The Fat Lady answered. “Anyone would assume the boy was brought up in Nocturne Alley, not as heir to the esteemed Black family.”
‘Oh shit!’ Remus thought.
He coughed to gain their attention.
“Excuse me madam, may I enter please. The password is Merlin’s cauldron.”
“You sir, your friend, Master Black has gravely insulted me. I shall be speaking to the headmaster about his behaviour.” She told him, releasing the door for him to enter.
“I can only apologise on his behalf madam for his transgression and assure you that he was acting out of character. He has had a bit of shock and was merely reacting to that.” He said sincerely.
“Huhmm. No excuse.” She huffed.
“I shall speak to him and tell him to come down and apologise to you.” He headed upstairs, not before hearing her informing her guests what a nice polite boy Remus was and it was such a shame that his friend sadly lacked the same manners.
He smiled to himself.
He reached the top step of the stairs before his room. Taking a cleansing breath, he entered and prepared for the fallout.
Now in the words of Forrest Gump, “That’s all I have to say about that.”
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Chapter 4
“Fuck!” Remus said.
“That good huh? I’m flattered.”
“What?” Remus asked distractedly. “Sorry babe, yeah. You were fantastic as always. I’m just not looking forward to going back up to the dorm.”
“Why?” Mike asked, getting up from his knees and straightening his robes.
“Didn’t you see? Sirius just walked in and caught an eyeful.”
“Shit! He won’t grass us up will he?”
“Don’t be stupid. He’s a Marauder, we stick together. Besides, that’s kind of like pot calling the kettle black. No pun intended.” He said wryly. “No, Sirius is the last person to comment on people screwing in dark corners around this school.”
“Are you sure?”
“Yeah, don’t worry about him. Anyway, I believe it’s your turn for some fun.” And with that, Remus dropped to his knees and returned the favour.
8888888888888888
Sirius stormed up to the Fat Lady’s portrait that guarded the Gryffindor common room.
“Password please.” She asked regally.
“Remus Lupin is a fucking cock-sucking poof!”
“Well I never!" She exclaimed in outrage. "Such filthy language and from someone from such an aristocratic family! You disgusting boy!”
“Shut up. You’re just a fucking painting and the password is Merlin’s cauldron. Now let me in you fat stuck up sow!”
The portrait opened and he shoved his way through, slamming the door behind him hard. The portrait almost detached from its frame; the lady braced herself against the sides, in an effort to prevent her from falling.
He stormed his way up to the dormitory and threw himself on his bed.
All he could see in his mind’s eye over and over agian, was Remus orgasming. He could still hear the slurping sound of the Bratherton kid sucking him off and Remus’ hands in his hair urging him on.
God!
He’d fantasised that very scene a thousand times, only he was the one being sucked off, it had his hands in Remus’ hair, Remus was making those sounds sucking him off.
No Goddamit!
He was straight.
He was disgusted.
Disgusted it wasn’t you!
No!
It’s unnatural.
No it’s not. Loads of witches and wizards are gay in our world and no one thinks any worse of them.
Unnatural; dirty.
Remus was disgusting for doing it with the Bratherton.
He was disgusting for fantasising about it.
If it's so disgusting, dirty and unnatural, then why have you harder than you have every been in your life?
He hated himself for it.
At this moment in time, he hated Remus Lupin.
888888888888888
Remus and Michael had parted on the main staircase with plans to meet the following night.
Now, he had to deal with the consequences of the incident earlier. He expected some shouting but nothing major.
Sirius, being an ultimate specimen of heterosexual evolution would no doubt be horrified at witnessing his and his boyfriend’s homosexual encounter and suitably grossed out by it.
Psychologically, straight men often felt their masculinity threatened by homosexual sex but overall, he felt that Sirius would come around eventually.
He would probably be more pissed off at the fact that he’d kept him having a boyfriend a secret or that he wasn’t seeing a fellow Gryffindor.
He sure had looked pissed off though.
“Nah.” He dismissed. Sirius was fine with him being gay.
Hell, he’d had two years to get used to it.
As he approached the Fat Lady, he noted that she was talking frantically to a number of other visiting figures from other paintings, who were grouped around her, listening avidly.
“Why madam, the youth of today simply do not respect their elders like they did in our day.” Remus heard one commenting.
“He was positively disgusting! The profanity, heaven’s above!” The Fat Lady answered. “Anyone would assume the boy was brought up in Nocturne Alley, not as heir to the esteemed Black family.”
‘Oh shit!’ Remus thought.
He coughed to gain their attention.
“Excuse me madam, may I enter please. The password is Merlin’s cauldron.”
“You sir, your friend, Master Black has gravely insulted me. I shall be speaking to the headmaster about his behaviour.” She told him, releasing the door for him to enter.
“I can only apologise on his behalf madam for his transgression and assure you that he was acting out of character. He has had a bit of shock and was merely reacting to that.” He said sincerely.
“Huhmm. No excuse.” She huffed.
“I shall speak to him and tell him to come down and apologise to you.” He headed upstairs, not before hearing her informing her guests what a nice polite boy Remus was and it was such a shame that his friend sadly lacked the same manners.
He smiled to himself.
He reached the top step of the stairs before his room. Taking a cleansing breath, he entered and prepared for the fallout.