The Wolf\'s Lifemate

The Wolf’s Lifemate 6

Pairing: Remus/Harry, Greyback/Draco

Rated: NC-17

Disclaimer: I don’t own Harry Potter or any of it’s characters- those rights belong to J. K. Rowling.

Warnings: SLASH, and my own take on werewolves. I made some information up, just for fun. :) Now AU (because of book six). More SMUT.

Notes: There will probably have some spoilers to HBP. So, as you know, this is AU now. There may be more chapters to this than I had originally decided on last time.

Also, things going on with Draco won’t be mentioned yet, so please be patient!

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“Are we leaving Grimmauld Place today?” Harry asked the next morning. He was sitting at the kitchen table with Moody and Tonks, and Remus was at the stove again, making breakfast.

“At the moment, no,” said Moody. “Too dangerous. Snape doesn’t always know what he’s talking about. This might be the safest place for you right now.”

“Moody’s right,” said Tonks, nodding. “This place is safest as long as Dumbledore is the Secret Keeper.” She took a small sip of her tea.

Harry scrunched up his nose at the scents that wafted from both Moody and Tonks and tried to drink his tea. He glanced up at Remus to see him getting out plates and preparing to serve them. He could tell that the moon was doing a number on the older wolf—he looked just as he did the last time the moon was nearing fullness. Harry, himself, could also feel the heaviness of the moon, but he did his best to ignore it. Soon, later tonight, he knew Remus would quit the polite demeanor he was putting on and pounce him. It made Harry shiver just thinking about it.

When Remus placed his food in front of him, Harry attacked it immediately, almost forgetting about his table manners. He took a big swig of juice before belching quietly in his hand. “Oh, pardon me.”

Moody snorted, Tonks raised her brows, and surprisingly enough Remus looked amused. Harry did his best to just concentrate on his food and not the sudden bulge in his pants from thinking about just what Remus would do to him tonight.

“So, boy,” said Moody suddenly, breaking the silence. “Have you read that book I gave you from cover to cover?”

“Pretty much,” said Harry around a mouthful of bacon.

“Good,” said Moody. “Memorize as much as possible. There’s no telling when you’re going to need that knowledge.”

Harry just nodded as he continued to eat. Remus finally joined them, and it didn’t take long for them all to fill their bellies. Remus was actually a pretty good cook. Harry thought maybe that was because he wasn’t too bad at making potions.

“Well, time for us to head out,” said Tonks. She stretched in her chair, making Harry’s nose wrinkle again from the sudden assault of her odor. Harry turned his head and sneezed into his hands. “Bless you, Harry,” said Tonks.

“Thanks,” he said, giving her a half grin.

“Yes, we should go,” said Moody. “We’ll owl you if we hear anything more about Greyback, Lupin.”

“I appreciate it, Mad-Eye. Thank you.”

“See ya, Harry,” said Tonks. Thankfully she didn’t hug him.

“Later, Potter,” said Moody as he limped past.

“Bye,” said Harry. He watched as they prepared themselves for the outside world, opened the door, and then left. Harry sighed and leaned back in his chair. “Now what?”

Remus flicked his wand at the dishes and they flew through the air and landed neatly in the sink.

“Now,” he said, eyes glittering strangely, “we go into the sitting room and snuggle by the fire.”

Harry felt his face go warm. “Oh, is that what you had planned?”

“Oh, yes,” growled Remus. He stood quickly, grabbed Harry around the elbow and pulled him out of his chair. Harry was feeling too full and sleepy to protest.

Remus dragged him into the sitting room, the fire still roaring in the hearth. He motioned for Harry to sit down on the sofa and as Harry did, Remus got out a couple bottles of butterbeer and set them on the coffee table.

“Let’s have a drink,” said Remus, twisting the caps off the bottles easily. He handed Harry his, and then raised his own. “A toast.”

“A toast?” said Harry.

“Yes. To us.”

They clinked bottles together. “Uh, to us…” said Harry, a little confused. Remus lifted the drink to his lips and took a long swig. Harry sipped his and then set it back down. “Why are we toasting to us?” he asked.

Remus set his bottle down and looked at him. “Being mates, of course,” he smiled. Harry blushed. “And that you’re not with Greyback.”

Harry nodded briskly. “I’ll drink to that.” And he did.

“When you go to Hogwarts for your last year, keep your nostrils open.”

Harry nearly choked on a laugh. He wiped at his chin and mouth. “What?”

“To see if you can sniff out the other wolf-halfling,” said Remus simply.

Harry nodded. “I will. Do you want me to owl you when I find out who it is?”

“If you wish,” said Remus. “But I’ll be there too, remember?”

“You got the OK to come back, then?” said Harry, feeling more awake and happy now.

“Yes,” said Remus, smiling.

Harry set his bottle down quickly and then tackle-hugged his mate. Remus laughed and hugged Harry back. He set his own bottle down before he spilled it, and Harry pushed him down on the couch, arms and legs tangled. Their lips met instantly. Remus wrapped one leg around Harry’s middle and Harry snuggled his body into Remus’, groins meeting. They groaned in unison at the feel of being so close to each other, hands roaming all over and mouths busy.

“I want you,” said Remus in a low, husky voice. “Right here, right now.”

“You have me,” Harry replied, rubbing his crotch against Remus’s.

Remus lifted Harry up higher with what Harry figured was werewolf strength (it was getting close to the full moon, after all), and positioned him so that he was sitting on Remus’s half-hard cock. He pushed up as Harry ground down; Remus’s hands rubbing up and down Harry’s body, squeezing Harry’s arse when he found it, ran his hands up again, and then back down again. This time Remus kept his hands there and fondled Harry’s arse cheeks. Harry groaned aloud, rubbing himself against Remus.

“Want me to take you like this?” Remus said in Harry’s ear. “Of course you do.”

Harry whimpered.

“Get these off,” Remus growled.

Harry did as asked, nearly ripping the buttons on his jeans in the process. Remus helped him with his underpants—it dangled from one ankle—and pulled off Harry’s shirt with one tug.

Remus slipped his own hard cock out of his trousers and positioned it right under Harry’s hole. Harry let out a strangled gasp when he felt the tip of Remus’s cock touch him.

“Mine…” Remus groaned.

.-.

“Mine…” Greyback snarled as he pushed deeply into Draco’s prone body. Draco let out a high-pitched whine when he felt his hole stretched to its limit once again. Greyback didn’t slow up at all, burying deeper and deeper into Draco’s saliva-slicked hole. Draco whined louder, biting down at the pillow below him.

.-.

Harry threw his head back at the feel of being filled with Remus’s cock again. He wiggled his hips as he became more and more used to the sensation. Sweat broke out on Remus’s forehead as he pushed himself up into Harry while pushing Harry down. Harry held himself up with his hands on Remus’s shoulders, thighs shaking.

“God,” Harry moaned, gritting his teeth. “It feels…”

“Yes…” Remus groaned loudly. One more giant thrust up and he was buried completely inside his mate. Harry cried out into the air.

.-.

“Hurts,” Draco moaned, shifting underneath Greyback. But he was pushing his arse up to meet Greyback’s fat cock.

“Silence, pup,” growled Greyback. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and then he gave Draco’s neck a long, broad swipe. Draco whimpered aloud, cock pressed hard and leaking against the old mattress. He fisted the end of his pillow, crying out into it.

.-.

“FUCK,” Harry cried as he rode Remus’s cock harder and faster. He felt so full, so raw, so used… his own cock bouncing and slapping hard against his stomach, sticky with pre-come. “Remus!”

“Harry…” Remus growled, pushing in and out of his mate harder and harder each time. Hips aching. “That’s it, love—give it to me…”

“AAAAHHH!” Harry screamed, hole clenching tightly around Remus, thighs trembling. One touch of Remus’s hand on his cock, one pull, and Harry lost it. He came in long, wet bursts… wave after wave of it, arcing in the air and hitting Remus’s chest and face.

“HARRY!” Remus howled, face and neck red, forehead beaded with sweat. He came, over and over, painfully, inside Harry.

.-.

Greyback slammed harder and faster into his mate, the mattress thumping against the floor and wall from his mad thrusts. Draco continuously cried out, thrusting back as if asking for more and more, even though the beast was giving it to him as hard as he could. His cock, fit to burst at any second, was trapped between his body and the mattress.

Heavy pants met Draco’s ear as Greyback pounded in and out of him mercilessly, skin slapping against skin; the only sound in the small hovel.

“My pup, my pup, my pup…” Greyback chanted, panting into Draco’s ear. “Mine…”

Then, Greyback licked Draco’s ear.

Draco came. He buried his face into the pillow and screamed as his orgasm was ripped out of him.

Greyback reared himself up, feet flat on the mattress, pushing Draco’s face into the pillow as he shuddered and came. Hot, thick spurts flooded Draco’s body. There was too much; it flowed out in giant gobs, down Draco’s squashed balls and to the mattress.

Draco’s hole quivered and clenched when he felt Greyback pull out, and then the werewolf’s semen ran even more freely out of him. He shivered.

“Just wait until the full moon,” Greyback growled softly. “Then you’ll get fucked just the way you like it—rough and painful.”

Draco moaned, unable to stop himself.

.-.

“I’ll ride on the train with you, if you like, to Hogwarts.”

“I’d like that,” sighed Harry, curling up against Remus. He laid his head on Remus’s hairy chest.

Remus stroked Harry’s hair. “Two more days till the full moon.”

Harry buried his face more into Remus’s neck, his body feeling so sated and relaxed. His eyes were heavy.

“Falling asleep on me?” Remus said with a chuckle.

“Mmm,” was all Harry said. Remus’s hand stopped, but stayed in Harry’s hair.

“I guess a nap won’t hurt…” said Remus, and then before he could think of anything else to say, he fell asleep. Harry was fast asleep before he even heard him.

TBC

Next stop: Hogwarts Express! :)