Sunscreen and Fireflies
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
2
Views:
869
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own Harry Potter, or any of the characters described herein, all of those rights belong to J.K. Rowling. Additionally, if man on man love upsets you, please find something else to entertain you.
Sunscreen and Fireflies
Disclaimer: I do not own the Harry Potter-verse, or any of the characters in this story, all rights belong to J.K. Rowling. Additionally, I do not make ANY money from the writing of this story. If the thought of two men together is not to your liking, please find something else to read.
AN: After reading a multitude of Sirius/Remus fanfictions, I really wanted to write my own. They are without a doubt my favorite pairing. The story itself is a bit AUish, in that I won't be
~SPOILERSPOILER~
Killing Sirius off or anything to that effect.
~~Many thanks to Dark Cabaret for reminding me about the disclaimer!
Dreams will be marked with these: ~~~
Changes of perspective will be marked with these: ----
Onto the story! Feedback is MUCH appreciated, and helps keep me going.
Sunscreen and Fireflies
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The hot summer sun beat down unflinchingly upon a small teen with oddly golden eyes. Under most circumstances, said teen would be loathe to reveal his pale back to the burning menace, but right now, he didn’t much care about such nonsense.
Warm hands soothed down his back, spreading a sunscreen slowly, almost sensuously all over any skin that might be affected. A low throaty moan escaped his lips, as those hands slowly slid under his swim shorts, and rubbed tauntingly across his ass.
“You know Moony…” A slightly breathy voice sounded right by his ear. “I never noticed what a nice arse you have. Pity, should have done this sooner.” Muffled laughter met his words, and Remus lifted his head to look back at his friend.
“And just how did you think you were going to bring this up casually? ‘Oh why hello there moony, I know it’s the middle of winter, but I’d like to rub some muggle sunscreen on your bum…. If you don’t mind” Remus practically snorted at the end of the sentence.
There was a soft sigh, and a kiss was pressed over the back of his neck lightly, as Sirius lowered himself down on top of his back. “Hmmm….Remmy, I’m just ever so charming, I know you wouldn’t be able to resist my legendary charisma.” Remus laughed jovially at this pronouncement, shaking his head bemusedly.
“Different year, same Sirius.” Remus’ lips twisted in an effort not to smile any wider at Sirius’ haughty little huff. “Just what are you trying to say…eh…Moony?” Sirius intoned silkily by his ear, causing Remus to shudder visibly, and hide his face against the towel under him.
“Damn it Sirius...stop teasing me already” Remus growled through his teeth, to which the black haired teen merely laughed at gleefully.
“Ooh Remus…tell me, c’mon, tell me what you want…” He purred against the quickly reddening ear by his lips.
“Ah….Sirius….I, I want you to…to…do somethingaboutthehardonIhave” Remus finished quickly, his face turning a fetching shade of scarlet.
Sirius snorted softly, nodding his approval, and kissing the reddened ear. “Not exactly what I wanted to hear, but expressive enough” He murmured, pulling up off of Remus slightly, and moving a hand slowly down the sandy haired boy’s stomach.
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Sirius sat bolt upright in his bed, and stared down at his lap, raising his brows at what he saw there. “Fuck” He intoned inelegantly, staggering out of bed slowly, only to dash off into the boy’s bathroom. Casting a quick locking charm, he set to work attempting to talk his erection down.
“Now…see here…you can’t be giving me dreams about Remus…it’s juss not kosher…you know…” He trailed off slowly, when he realized mini Padfoot was not at all heeding his words. “Seriously, he’s my best mate and…uh….yeah…he’s gorgeous, but um…no, I don’t think he would appreciate having you jammed up his naughties.” Sirius finished rather lamely, knowing full well it had been his mind giving him those lovely dreams lately.
Sighing in resignation, he wrapped a hand around his persistent problem, and began to stroke.
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Remus awoke sharply to a groan coming from the direction of the boy’s bathroom, and sniffed the air lightly. Peter and James were there, but Sirius was evidently not. Sniffing again, he coughed lightly, and his cheeks burned, the smell of sex hitting his nose. It was two days until the full moon, and his senses were afire with sensitivity.
Suddenly he knew all too well what it was that his dear friend was doing in the bathroom, and frankly, the thought of it made him incredibly hard. “Oh…what the hell!?” He whispered angrily to himself, fluttering his hands ineffectually along the covers, trying to conceal his embarrassment….from who he wondered … no one was awake… ‘I could just do this now, before he comes back’
Remus licked his lips, casting a silencing charm around his bed, and locking the curtains shut. A hand snaked down into his pajama pants, wrapping around his cock loosely, and rubbing fingers idly around the head. “Nng….fuck….Sirius…” Remus whispered softly into the night, trying in vain to convince himself that it was indeed his own personal incubus doing this to him.
Moments later another long groan seeped in from the bathroom, and Remus came with an answering cry, his body wilting back against the mattress, tired and sweaty.
It was good, but it wasn’t enough.
AN: After reading a multitude of Sirius/Remus fanfictions, I really wanted to write my own. They are without a doubt my favorite pairing. The story itself is a bit AUish, in that I won't be
~SPOILERSPOILER~
Killing Sirius off or anything to that effect.
~~Many thanks to Dark Cabaret for reminding me about the disclaimer!
Dreams will be marked with these: ~~~
Changes of perspective will be marked with these: ----
Onto the story! Feedback is MUCH appreciated, and helps keep me going.
Sunscreen and Fireflies
________________________________________________________________
The hot summer sun beat down unflinchingly upon a small teen with oddly golden eyes. Under most circumstances, said teen would be loathe to reveal his pale back to the burning menace, but right now, he didn’t much care about such nonsense.
Warm hands soothed down his back, spreading a sunscreen slowly, almost sensuously all over any skin that might be affected. A low throaty moan escaped his lips, as those hands slowly slid under his swim shorts, and rubbed tauntingly across his ass.
“You know Moony…” A slightly breathy voice sounded right by his ear. “I never noticed what a nice arse you have. Pity, should have done this sooner.” Muffled laughter met his words, and Remus lifted his head to look back at his friend.
“And just how did you think you were going to bring this up casually? ‘Oh why hello there moony, I know it’s the middle of winter, but I’d like to rub some muggle sunscreen on your bum…. If you don’t mind” Remus practically snorted at the end of the sentence.
There was a soft sigh, and a kiss was pressed over the back of his neck lightly, as Sirius lowered himself down on top of his back. “Hmmm….Remmy, I’m just ever so charming, I know you wouldn’t be able to resist my legendary charisma.” Remus laughed jovially at this pronouncement, shaking his head bemusedly.
“Different year, same Sirius.” Remus’ lips twisted in an effort not to smile any wider at Sirius’ haughty little huff. “Just what are you trying to say…eh…Moony?” Sirius intoned silkily by his ear, causing Remus to shudder visibly, and hide his face against the towel under him.
“Damn it Sirius...stop teasing me already” Remus growled through his teeth, to which the black haired teen merely laughed at gleefully.
“Ooh Remus…tell me, c’mon, tell me what you want…” He purred against the quickly reddening ear by his lips.
“Ah….Sirius….I, I want you to…to…do somethingaboutthehardonIhave” Remus finished quickly, his face turning a fetching shade of scarlet.
Sirius snorted softly, nodding his approval, and kissing the reddened ear. “Not exactly what I wanted to hear, but expressive enough” He murmured, pulling up off of Remus slightly, and moving a hand slowly down the sandy haired boy’s stomach.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Sirius sat bolt upright in his bed, and stared down at his lap, raising his brows at what he saw there. “Fuck” He intoned inelegantly, staggering out of bed slowly, only to dash off into the boy’s bathroom. Casting a quick locking charm, he set to work attempting to talk his erection down.
“Now…see here…you can’t be giving me dreams about Remus…it’s juss not kosher…you know…” He trailed off slowly, when he realized mini Padfoot was not at all heeding his words. “Seriously, he’s my best mate and…uh….yeah…he’s gorgeous, but um…no, I don’t think he would appreciate having you jammed up his naughties.” Sirius finished rather lamely, knowing full well it had been his mind giving him those lovely dreams lately.
Sighing in resignation, he wrapped a hand around his persistent problem, and began to stroke.
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Remus awoke sharply to a groan coming from the direction of the boy’s bathroom, and sniffed the air lightly. Peter and James were there, but Sirius was evidently not. Sniffing again, he coughed lightly, and his cheeks burned, the smell of sex hitting his nose. It was two days until the full moon, and his senses were afire with sensitivity.
Suddenly he knew all too well what it was that his dear friend was doing in the bathroom, and frankly, the thought of it made him incredibly hard. “Oh…what the hell!?” He whispered angrily to himself, fluttering his hands ineffectually along the covers, trying to conceal his embarrassment….from who he wondered … no one was awake… ‘I could just do this now, before he comes back’
Remus licked his lips, casting a silencing charm around his bed, and locking the curtains shut. A hand snaked down into his pajama pants, wrapping around his cock loosely, and rubbing fingers idly around the head. “Nng….fuck….Sirius…” Remus whispered softly into the night, trying in vain to convince himself that it was indeed his own personal incubus doing this to him.
Moments later another long groan seeped in from the bathroom, and Remus came with an answering cry, his body wilting back against the mattress, tired and sweaty.
It was good, but it wasn’t enough.