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Deeper into the night

My thanks go out to JESS, who sends me all kind of wonderful emails that propel me into laughing fits and the mood to continue writing!! Thank you so much!!

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Disclaimer: Nothing belongs to me. Well, maybe the minute plot that I can’t seem to get rid of.
Warning: m/f/m smut. Don’t like it? Fine. Leave. See, very simple.

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Is this really happening? Just to make sure you squint through your eyes to check that this has not been a dream. To your immense pleasure, Remus and Sirius are there, still doing the most amazing things to your body that you could have ever imagined possible.

You can feel Sirius’ hands on your hips, pulling you further and further down Remus’ body until you are lying flat on your back on the soft and fluffy rug, like a goddess before their devouring eyes.

With kisses scattered along the length of your naked flesh Sirius’ body is shadowing yours, his mouth savouring in the taste of your nipple as his tongue flicks across it. You feel his hand is wandering down your body to your hip and further down to the inside of your thigh, causing you to arch wantonly in response as it slowly traces up to your hot centre. A deep moan escapes your lips as his finger skirt across your clitoris sending a wave of pleasure coursing through you.

But it is only a tiny taste and too quickly for your liking he removes his hand, setting your skin on fire while making his way up to finally engage you in a deep kiss. His erection is pressed firmly against you and he starts grinding his pelvis into yours.

Pulling out of the kiss, his mouth moves towards your ear while the teasing movement of his lower body never dies away.

“Let me taste you. Like Remus did this morning.”

When the naked desire and longing in his eyes sweeps over your body and eventually settles on your eyes, you are powerless of anything as unnecessary as speech. You can only nod curtly. Seems like these two gods are capable of turning you into a two-brain-celled pile of putty. And they haven’t even started properly yet. At that thought all you can do is sigh happily.

Finally, your mind breaking the surface of your contemplation, you inhale reality deeply. Something is wrong. It’s really hard to decipher, bearing in mind that your remaining two brain cells are being subjected to extreme heat while suffering from withdrawal of oxygen. Aah! That damn dog animagus hasn’t moved a single centimetre. What the hell is he waiting for? Christmas? Hello! You are dying here and he is looking at you with a smouldering gaze that doesn’t help your current state of frustration in the least.

“Sirius?” you question him, getting more than a ‘bit’ frustrated. And a very wise female once said that it is deadly to leave a woman in a state of arousal like this. Who was that again? Bugger! All you know right now is that a truer sentence has never been spoken.

“Yes?” He breathes. BREATHES! Can’t he talk normally? Maybe he wants to be charged for murder again. That’s what he is doing to you. Your sweet and over-self-confident little ex-convict and his fiery eyes are killing you. Slowly, yes. But surely.

You arch your hips off the ground, trying to convey your message subtly but his hands firmly push you back down. So you settle for squirming instead. Well, better than nothing.

Remus’ head is moving in above your blurred vision, upside down as Sirius FINALLY starts to descend your body, ever so slowly. Yes, you had almost forgotten the dear wolf! But when he starts with kissing your forehead, brows and eyes, gradually continuing in this fashion until he reaches your mouth, all your memories with him are coming back. All at once.

You gasp when Sirius starts stroking your skin, teasingly avoiding any area you would really like to be toughed. Remus takes this opportunity to introduce his tongue to yours once again. Mmh, you certainly enjoy meeting old acquaintances once more.

It is an unusual feeling to be kissing someone inverted to the common way but it certainly agrees with you. All it takes is a bit getting used to and soon you discover the way to move your tongue against his in an satisfying manner. And you obviously remember that practice makes perfect. And that sounds like a damn good idea right now.

Your moan that escapes you when Sirius starts kissing your stomach, your muscles going haywire, is swallowed up by the werewolf above. Said magical creature moves one hand to your breast and starts stroking the sensitive underside before tugging on your nipple once sharply and then in a soothing caress. Ah, magical creature just got a whole new meaning.

He frees his mouth and moves it to your free breast to close his soft lips around the painfully hard nub, flicking his tongue over it repetitively and rolling it around in his mouth.

“Oh … sweet …Merlin,” you urge out between pants and moans. Remus releases his hold on you and sits back onto his heels, studying you.

“What do you want us to do?”

Oh, you can think of quite a few things. Like them NOT stopping to look at you in a waiting manner! But first things first. “Shirts off. Both.” Yeah, so sentence structure currently isn’t your strength, but who’ll hold it against you?

Ah, well it certainly seems to have been the right thing to say as they both smile knowingly at you. They stand up and Sirius pulls you to your feet, facing him. Remus files in from behind and huskily speaks into the nape of your neck while tracing it with his tongue.

“You might need to help us out with that.”

Luckily he takes your hands in his and places them on Sirius’ shirt, indicating to you to unbutton them. Good Wolfie, knows exactly that you are in a state that needs some guidance.

It all seems slow and torturous in your mind but both men, wizards, gods … whatever, seem to enjoy seeing you fumble and mumble, now officially on a personal warfare with anything remotely button-like.

Finally you unfastened the last one of the little buggers on Sirius’ shirt. It hangs off his shoulders loosely, showing you a stretch of flesh that just can’t still your curiosity. So you slowly slide your hands up his smooth, muscled chest while eying the tantalising line of hair running down from his navel into his trousers, similar to Remus’ but darker.

His muscles flex involuntarily when you scrape your nails over his nipples gently and he shuts his eyes in contentment. You quickly slip the garment off his shoulders and marvel at his well-built frame with strong arms, defined muscles and dark hair. A truly delicious sight.

In the meantime, Remus’ lips dip down to kiss along your spine, his hand moving down behind you, feeling your wetness between your thighs. You jump at the sudden contact but less out of surprise and more out of pleasure. He murmurs something along the lines of “so ready,” which causes Sirius to chuckle while grinning like there was no tomorrow.

Oh, but now it’s time for a little payback. Before Sirius has a chance to move, you bring your hand down to his crotch and softly squeeze the remarkable bulge in his pants. Eyes flying open, the black spheres full of desire, his gaze bores into your very being.

He sucks in his breath through his teeth when you do not release him while listening to Remus chuckle into your ear, having moved to stand behind you again. Well the werewolf might stop grinning like a maniac when he gets the same attention? To prove your hypothesis, you quickly slide your free hand down Remus’ body behind you, mirroring the movements of both your hands.

A few deep moans and sighs later, your decision is final. Would you have known how empowering it is to be standing between two almost-dressed Adonis’ while completely void of any clothing yourself, they being incapable of any movement due to your hands, you would have done this years before. Well, better late than never and tonight will certainly marked in the calendar with a big red cross. That is as soon as you get a chance. At the moment that doesn’t involve the near future though.

“Padfoot,” comes the husky voice from Remus, “I believe you have a little promise to keep?”

“Yeah, right.” The dark haired wizard squeezes out. With a deep sigh of regret, he pulls your hand away and kisses it gently.

Placing his hands on your hips, he starts nibbling on your neck and collarbone, slowly moving his hot mouth down your body. His hands are repositioned to lie on your buttocks, giving them ample attention while his mouth is now languidly engaged with exploring your navel.

A sound escapes you that can only be described as a gratified meep. Unable to continue your attention on Remus, you release your hand and lean back into his strong chest. The jagged material of his shirt is against your skin once more, but this time it feels inappropriate.

“Remus, take off shirt!”

With a last kiss to your shoulder, he takes a tiny step back and you can feel him free his wonderful torso of the item of clothing.

Unfortunately … no, fortunately Sirius just reached the place between your thighs that has been pulsating with longing for his attention. When his tongue snakes out to stroke over your clitoris with one sure movement, his hot breath on you, your knees are shacking rather violently. You start sagging backwards and downwards like a sack full of potatoes, only to find yourself in the secure grip of the wolf behind you, holding you up and murmuring words of relaxation and promise into your ear.

“Shh,” he is stroking the side of your face and placing small, devoted kisses onto your cheek and jaw. You can feel the muscles in his torso and arms flexing while holding you up and you press further into his confident embrace.

Your breathing is rapid and shallow as both of them attack your sense from either side, Sirius moving your leg up as to get better access to your body.

“Will you let us love you tonight?” The werewolf whispers huskily into your ear and all you can do is nod in agreement while marvelling at the feeling of Sirius nudging your nether lips further apart to thrust his tongue deeply into your very core.

“Will you have us both? Inside of you?” Remus softly bites your earlobe and continues in a gentle and sexy voice, “Both at the same time?” All you can produce at this stage is purr of pleasure.

So, being incapable to agree this time, you arch roughly and even Sirius hands can’t prevent your back from forming an rather odd angle. He slows down again to torture you some more, building your rapidly approaching climax to an even higher level while Remus takes one of your hands, lifting it up and draping it over his shoulder behind you. You grip a bunch of his hair in such a desperate manner as though your life depended on it.

The fingers of his hand start out on your wrist, drawing involved patterns on that sensitive part before moving down the length of your arms. His caress is so light and teasing that you want to weep due to the pleasure it elicits inside of you. The bliss traces a path in your bloodstream until it reaches the apex of your thighs and increases Sirius’ ministrations by a hundred.

You hoarsely cry out in your desire, exposing your throat to the werewolf when you throw you head back onto his shoulder. He moves his sweeping fingers to the front of your neck and traces the line of your oesophagus like he had done the previous night.

“Your skin is so soft,” he whispers against your skin, delighting the sensitive nape of your neck with his ravenous kisses.

Sirius groans against your clitoris in a concurring manner, sending a wave of pleasure through your heated body from the vibrations, “and tastes so sweet.” He adds to Remus’ description.

You wriggle again and Remus’ hand moves further down, while Sirius releases one of his hands to bring them between your legs. He is stoking your thighs slowly but in a promising way. Moving his mouth up to your clit once more, two of his fingers enter your body slowly, driving the plateau of your upcoming release to a higher level. Without much trouble he finds the most sensitive spots deep inside your body with his long and talented fingers, effectively causing your panting, moaning and all the other little noises to increase.

Remus’ adventurous fingers glide down to your nipple again, tracing your areola sensuously. Soon his skilled fingers are rolling it gently while his other arm is still holding onto your inert body around your waist. Except for some wriggling every now and then, you are completely immobile. It seems to much of a distraction to be using your muscles. You have so much to do with experiencing all those delightful feelings originating in so many places of your body, all at the same time, that everything else seems impossible.

The thought of being wedged between these two lovely beings, being completely vulnerable only intensifies your pleasure and you quiver in anticipation.

“Let it go. Show Sirius how it feels when you come.”

With that last statement from Remus, your free hand reaches for Sirius’ hair and you release all of the carefully build-up desire. Your orgasm unravels so promptly, spreading to the very edges of your body that all you can do is clutch to their hair, your body completely supported by Remus now.

For what seems like hours you stop breathing and the deafening silence inside of you is simply amazing.

Suspended in time, you can almost put a shape to the exquisite feeling that is flooding your body. Then it is all to much to simply be imprisoned inside of you. It is to great to grasp and if your don’t release it, it will overwhelm you.

And so you scream.

Along with the scream, the pleasure slowly leaves you, but even this is a spectacular feeling.

And again, it seems to go on for a good few minutes. The tranquillity is like nothing you have ever experienced in your life.

A sated sensation now fills your every fibre and Remus glides your body down into Sirius\'s waiting lap as he releases
you gently. Your body is still trembling from all the pleasure you were just subjected to. However, feeling absolutely safe and comfortable in the circle of Sirius strong arms, you are in now doubt that you will recover quickly.

And then it is time to conclusively undress both your companions for the night.

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tbc.