Like A Dog

Title: Like A Dog
Pairing: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin.
Summary: You dirty dog. Get the hose.
Rating: NC-17.
Beta: Rivendell-Elf
Disclaimer: This story is based on characters and situations created and owned by JK Rowling, various publishers including but not limited to Bloomsbury Books, Scholastic Books and Raincoast Books, and Warner Bros., Inc. No money is being made and no copyright or trademark infringement is intended.
(Disclaimer snitched from restrictedsection.org. I didn\'t write it, and it\'s not mine, but it seems pretty safe.)
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If he could have had a preference, Sirius would have lived by himself.

But now he was stuck as Snuffles, living with Remus. Remus wasn’t so bad, but Sirius wasn’t used to living with another person. It made it much harder to get off, for one thing.

Because he wasn’t supposed to change back to himself, as Snuffles, he had only one option, a gift unuiqe to dogs.

Unfortunately, dogs were often caught red handed. Sirius had no desire to let Remus catch him with his head between his rear legs, and therefore tried avoiding the subject. Two weeks of deprivation later, however, he was starting to think Remus’s leg looked mighty fine.

So, he did what any desperate animagus would. He tricked Remus into leaving, then locked him out.

However, Remus was just as clever, and knew what he was up to.

Sirius was sucking happily away, growing closer with every grunt, his dangling left leg hitting him in the head, unheeded, when Remus’s voice startled him. With a yelp, he let go of himself and glared at Remus.

‘You dirty dog. Get the hose.’ Remus smirked.

Sirius growled.

Remus grinned, and leered, dropping to his knees. ‘Change around and come here.’
Sirius thought it over, decided Remus was up to no good, but the very best kind of bad. He transformed into himself as swiftly as he could manage, and crawled over.

Remus gripped his hard cock. ‘Poor fellow. Couldn’t you have waited for the moon? I’d have shagged you then.’ Sirius whimpered. Remus stroked him, and he arched with a groan.

Remus’s hand kept going, and Sirius began to remove his pants. Forget the shirt, he just needed a good hard topping. Remus evidently thought the same, and groped the nightstand drawer, coming out with a tube of lube. He applied it liberally, and Sirius did the same.

Remus shoved Black down on his knees and elbows, then poised himself at the entrance. ‘Ready?’ He asked.
A grunt to the affirmative, and he pushed forward.

Sirius yelped and put his head down, laying on his forearms and chest, ass straight up in the air. Remus took it like an offered birthday present, and enjoyed it with evident grunts of satisfaction. A few well-placed strokes and Sirius’s damp cock bobbed in release, and Remus followed suit, sighing and grinding in small circular strokes out of pure and sheer laziness to depart.

Sirius pushed him away with a growl. Remus laughed, laying on his side, stretched out across the bedroom rug.

‘Better change back, before you get caught.’

Sirius bared his teeth, but did as bade.

Remus pulled his pants up and stood. ‘Oh, and good news.’

Snuffles peered up at him. Remus smiled with self-satisfaction.

‘Moon’s full tomorrow.’


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