Fic: Seasons Teasings For Llaeyro
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small_giftsTitle: Seasons Teasings
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secretlypadfoot
Recipient:llaeyro
Rating: Nc-17
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *PWP, light bondage, gagging, misuse of Christmas ornaments as 'toys' *
Word count: 3,536
Summary: They have places to be, but Sirius insists that they take a moment to be together, and he makes sure Remus can't say no.
Notes: A huge thank you goes tokjmom1 for being my beta. I hope this little fic tickles your fancy, llaeyro since it's the first thing I've written in over three years, and my writing is rusty.
Remus sighed as he looked at the atrocity that was Sirius' wrapping. He stared down at the pile of packages in shame. Christmas was only a few days away now and Remus had stressed the importance of all the gifts being wrapped, but this was just bloody ridiculous.
He picked up one of the packages and gave it a good look over. James' name was scribbled in Sirius' untidy scrawl on a tag. He could only assume that whatever he was holding was once a perfect boxed shape but Sirius' wrapping had certainly done a number to it and now it was a misshapen form of tape and wrapping paper. The folds of paper were uneven and erratic and Remus could even see parts of the box that hadn't quite been covered. It was as if Sirius had just taken some wrapping paper, placed the present in the middle and folded and taped where he deemed necessary.
Remus just couldn't understand Sirius' reasoning to not use magic to wrap all of his gifts. He looked to the other pile in the room which had been his own pile. It was neatly stacked and all perfectly wrapped and decorated with ribbons and bows. It had taken him less than an hour to finish his wrapping, and as far as he knew Sirius was still working on it. Sirius was under the ridiculous notion that hand wrapped gifts were more personal. Remus had always thought that it was the actual gift that made it more personal and not how it was presented. Sirius and he had argued about it for years, but knowing how much it meant to him, Remus had begun hand wrapping his gifts for Sirius once they had started dating in seventh year.
He tossed the gift back into the pile. They were due to Lily and James' home in less than an hour where the gift would be torn into. It hardly mattered how it was wrapped, and Remus didn't want to start an argument over something so trivial even if the wrapping was a joke.
He vaguely wondered where Sirius had run off to. Remus had spent most of his day Christmas shopping, wrapping presents, and baking. The last time he saw Sirius had been that morning before the day had become chaotic. Remus' desire to make sure everything that needed to be done before Christmas was finished had been his drive for the day. And now with his shopping complete, presents all wrapped, and the last batch of gingerbread in the oven, he had a few minutes to relax and he thought he'd use that opportunity to see how Sirius was doing.
Remus' musings were interrupted when he heard Sirius enter the room, whistling the tune to Jingle Bells off key. He turned around and nearly laughed when he saw Sirius. Sirius' hair hung lose around his shoulders, but on top he wore a large blue pre-made bow and had tied strings of silver tinsel to chunks of hair. His ears were adorned with round gold ball ornaments that Remus could only assume Sirius had charmed to hang from his ears since he knew they weren't pierced. He also wore a strand of garland around his neck much like a scarf.
As if that wasn't bad enough, he also wore a red knit sweater with a large felt green Christmas tree that had been sewn onto the front of it. Hundreds of tiny jingle bells had also been sewn onto the sleeves so that with every movement Sirius made they would ring. For trousers Sirius had put on a pair of pants that would be better suited on a fat man with a belly full of jelly. They were made out of a red crushed velvet and the cuffs were trimmed with white faux fur. At the moment, the only thing Sirius wore on his feet were a pair of Remus' wool argyle socks, but he could only imagine what sort of shoes Sirius planned on wearing to complete the outfit. Maybe elf shoes?
“What?” Sirius asked innocently. “Do you like my sweater? I saw it today in a muggle shop window, and I just had to have it.”
Remus pinched his lips together to keep his laughter back, but it was difficult.
If Sirius noticed Remus' mirth he didn't seem to mind as he only grinned back. “What are you doing in here?”
A chuckle still escaped as Remus took a deep breath to regain composure before answering. “I just put some gingerbread in the oven, and I wanted to see how your day was going since I haven't seen you since this morning.”
“Ah, so that's why the flat smells so good. I've finished all my shopping and my wrapping. All that's left is to decorate.” He held up a handful of ribbons that had escaped Remus' attention when taking in Sirius' attire.
Remus looked back at the pile of horribly wrapped presents. They would probably end up looking worse once Sirius had 'decorated' them. “I should leave you to it then, shouldn't I?”
“Hey, not so fast,” Sirius took a jingling step towards him. “I haven't seen you all day. And we'll hardly have a moment to ourselves at Lily and James' party.” He reached out, grabbing the front of Remus' trousers and yanking him toward him, placing a kiss to Remus' lips that tasted faintly of a peppermint candy cane.
“Mmm.” Remus licked his lips after the kiss broke. “You still have to decorate your gifts.”
“Sod the decorating.” Sirius replied. “This holiday has really put a damper on my sex life. You've been so busy with making everything nice and festive you've hardly had time for me.”
“Sirius, we had sex just a couple of day ago.”
“Exactly, Mooney. A couple of days ago. I have needs. Needs only you can fulfill.”
Remus could recognize the mischievous look in Sirius' eyes and before he could even think of a reply Sirius was kissing him hard. Sirius' tongue breached his lips and devoured his mouth. He could taste the candy cane more prominently. It was sweet and subtle among the taste that was uniquely Sirius.
He willed himself to pull away, breathless. “Sirius, we're due to Lily and James' in under an hour.”
“Won't need an hour,” Sirius remarked, nipping his way down Remus' neck. “Just need you.”
Remus' eyes closed, desire quickly overcoming reason in his mind.
“Mm, that's right, baby.” Sirius smirked against his neck. “I want you. I want your cock inside me.”
“Fuck...”
“I won't let you say no.” Sirius pulled back, and the mischievous look was full of excitement and desire. He leaned away, but didn't go far. Sirius looked at the handful of ribbons he held and then pulled out one that was long and scarlet and gold checkered and dropped the rest to the floor.
Remus' brow furrowed. “What are you going to do with that?”
“Something kinky.” he replied with a wink.
“Sirius...”
Before he could continue his objection, Sirius grabbed Remus' wrists and began to wind the ribbon around, tying them together and finishing it with a knot. Remus tried to pull his wrists apart and free, but Sirius had tied them too tightly.
“Sirius, let me go.” He said without any real weight.
“Uh-uh.” Sirius shook his head, eyes still playful. He gave Remus a hard shove causing him to stumble and trip over the pile of horribly wrapped gifts and fall hard on his ass. Without the use of his hands to soften the fall, it was hard on his tailbone.
Sirius was on top of him, straddling him before he could finish a painful groan. He then grabbed his tied wrists and threw them up over his head.
“Ah, what a beautiful picture you make,” Sirius sighed happily leaning down for a quick kiss, his hands opening up the buttons of Remus' shirt and pushing the material open to expose his chest. “Yes... absolutely gorgeous.”
Remus was helpless against him with his wrists tied and held above his head. He struggled against the ribbon, trying to break free, but it was useless, and if he was honest with himself, he wasn't trying very hard.
With his shirt open, Sirius took a moment to shed his own, first tugging off the garland from his neck and then pulling the jumper up over his head, the bells jingled, and the blue bow fell off and rolled to the floor. Sirius paid it no mind as he tossed the sweater aside.
Remus moved his tied hands to reach out and touch Sirius' bare chest, grazing a hard nipple eliciting a harsh gasp. He sat up just a bit not sure what his objective was. Possibly it was to pull one of the nipples into his mouth, but Sirius pushed him back down with a tsk.
“Damn it Sirius, untie me so I can touch you.” Remus demanded.
“I think not, Mooney. I have a much better idea.” Sirius looked down at him with a positively wicked grin. “But it involves you not being able to move. So...” Sirius pulled his wand out from the pocket of his trousers and with a wave, more of the ribbons Sirius had been holding earlier wound their way around Remus' wrists and then extended out, pulling his arms up above his head before attaching themselves to pieces of furniture and tying into a knot, finishing with a festive bow.
“Damn it, Sirius!” Remus really did try to fight against the bounds this time and Sirius had the audacity to chuckle.
“The swearing just won't do either.” Sirius tapped the tip of his wand to his chin. “But how to remedy that?”
He wasn't about to help with any ideas. “Sirius,” Remus used the best damn warning tone he could muster.
“Aha! I've got it.” With a wave of his wand, one of the round glass ball ornaments flew off the tree and into Sirius' open palm. “Now, we wouldn't want this to break in your pretty little mouth, so...” Sirius cast an unbreakable charm on the ornament before grabbing Remus' jaw, forcing it open, and then shoving the ornament in his mouth. Sirius grinned. “That's better.”
Remus tried to use his tongue to push the ornament back out and when he failed let out a string of unheard curses as it was all muffed by his improvised gag.
“Oh don't pretend you're not enjoying yourself. I can feel just how much you're enjoying this pressing up against me,” Sirius smirked.
It was true. Remus' body betrayed him. His cock was hard, pressing up against Sirius' inner thigh. And to emphasize his point, Sirius moved his hips grinding down against Remus' hard cock, causing them both to moan.
“See,” Sirius said breathless. “You're enjoying this.”
He tried to speak again unsuccessfully.
Without any kind of warning, Sirius got back to his feet. Remus let out a whimper, possibly in protest to the loss of body heat. Drool had begun to run down his chin as he watched Sirius hook his fingers in his Santa trousers and yank them down, his own hard prick springing free.
Remus stared at the glory that was a naked Sirius. He was tall, his muscles lean. His chest had just the right amount of hair in Remus' opinion. He had a happy trail that really did lead to Remus' happy place. But it was Sirius' cock that really did Remus in. While it wasn't exceptionally long, it did have a lot of girth nestled among curly black hair. Remus wanted so badly to pull that delicious cock into his mouth and suck.
But Sirius had other ideas. He stepped out of the trousers and kicked them aside, now wearing only Remus wool socks and the tinsel still in his hair. Without a word he stepped over Remus and headed to the tree in the corner of the room, careful not to step on the ribbons holding Remus in place.
Remus craned his neck to watch, curious to know just what Sirius was up to now. He watched as Sirius pulled off one of the candy canes that hung from the branches and then after some careful consideration, pulled off one of the glass ornaments shaped like an icicle. Without a word, he walked back over, sitting himself down on Remus' left, placed his socked feet firmly on the floor, and propped his legs open giving Remus a delectable view.
Remus stared at Sirius' opening for a long moment before agonizingly moving his eyes to look upon Sirius' face to see if there was any clue as to just what in the world Sirius was doing. All he knew at the moment was that it was making the strain of his trousers more and more painful.
With a gleam in his eye and a smirk on his lips, Sirius opened the wrapper to the candy cane popping into his mouth and giving it a good suck before rolling it over his tongue making Remus wish his cock was the candy cane. And then with his eyes locked on Remus Sirius took the candy cane, reached down in between his legs and pushed the tip of it into his asshole.
Remus' cock twitched painfully and they moaned in unison. Rolling his head back, Sirius pushed the candy cane in deeper until he reached the point it curled before pulling it almost all the way back out and then repeated the motion again, this time at a faster pace.
Remus was transfixed at the sight of it. The heat of Sirius' ass had to be melting the candy cane, causing a sticky peppermint mess that Remus so desperately wanted to lick and suck at. He imagined the taste of the candy cane mixed in among Sirius' personal aroma and he groaned, thrusting his hips up into nothing. It was absolute torture watching Sirius fuck himself on a candy cane and not able to do a damn thing about it. No amount of kicking or flailing against the ribbons did any good.
It didn't last long though. It couldn't have been going on for more than ten minutes before Sirius pulled the candy cane all the way out and tossed it aside. Surely now Sirius would climb back on top of him, release his hard prick from his trousers and throw himself down on it?
Instead, Sirius picked up his discarded wand and the icicle ornament that Remus had forgotten about entirely. He watched as Sirius cast an engorgio and the icicle grew bigger. Another unbreakable charm followed that and then a spell to eliminate any rough edges, making it all one smooth surface and rounded off the tip so it wasn't a sharp point. The last spell Sirius cast coated the ornament in lube, causing it to glisten in the lighting of the room.
Remus knew what was coming next, but it couldn't prepare him for the sight of Sirius spreading his legs a bit more open and shoving the ornament into his ass. The way Sirius' asshole looked stretched around the clear icicle ornament was maddening. If only he could touch his cock. Remus knew if he did he'd be spilling his come all over himself. The sight of Sirius was almost too much and he desperately wanted to turn his gaze away, look anywhere but at Sirius fucking himself with an ornament, but he couldn't. And then Sirius began to moan and roll his hips which only drove Remus more mad. He pulled against the ribbons tied to his wrist, the material cutting into his skin, sure to leave marks. He again tried to push the ball out of his mouth with his tongue, hurting his jaw in the process but he couldn't find it in himself to care. He needed something. Anything! He needed contact right fucking now.
Sirius seemed completely oblivious to Remus' struggle. It didn't matter how much Remus kicked his legs up and pulled against the ribbons, or even how much he screamed against his gag. Sirius was focused on himself and his own pleasure. His head was rolled back, eyes closed in ecstasy. And then the bastard let out a gasp that Remus knew meant he had found his prostate. He was sure now that Sirius was just going to finish himself using the makeshift dildo and leave Remus with nothing. Not that it would matter, he knew he was going to come in his pants if this continued on for a moment longer.
“Fuck...” Sirius panted. “I want your cock, Mooney.”
Remus cock twitched hopefully.
“I'm thinking about it while I fuck myself. Your cock is bigger though. It feels better when it's what's stretching me open. Mm...” Finally, finally Sirius rolled his head forward, and fixed his eyes on Remus. He could see the lust in them and he knew his own eyes had to hold a mirror image. Sirius pulled out the icicle and tossed it carelessly aside before getting to his knees and crawled back to Remus opening up his trousers and freeing his prick.
He let out a gratified moan from finally being freed from the fabric prison. His cock was an angry red and harder than nails. Pre-come glistened at the tip before running down his shaft. Sirius hardly gave it a glance though before he straddled Remus and sat down on it.
Remus cried out and it came out muffled against his gag. Sirius was decently stretched, but there was still some resistance. He could feel Sirius' ass stretch more to accommodate him. It was so hot and tight around him, and there was a tingling sensation that Remus imagined was due to the candy cane residue. Remus had to really will himself not to come right away. He was already riding that edge so closely that it really wasn't going to take much.
“Fuck yes, that's the stuff.” Sirius sighed. He placed his hands firmly on Remus' bare chest and began to pull himself off Remus' cock before pushing back down.
Remus just about saw stars as Sirius began to fuck himself. His movement started out slow, but as he always had Sirius quickly began to pick up pace.
Remus could feel it. He could feel the beginning of his orgasm creeping up his spine and into all of his nerves. He tried to hang on not wanting the pleasure to end, but it was too late. His orgasm tore through him hard, spilling into Sirius' ass. He thrust his hips up and he stopped breathing as he gave in letting wave after wave of pleasure wash over him.
“Oh fuck, Remus!” Sirius pushed down, getting Remus' cock as deep as it would go. His hand went to his prick, hard against his stomach, and began to pull on it. “Fuck yes... come in me...”
Remus didn't have any more to give but it didn't seem to matter because seconds later Sirius was coming too. Thick strands of come covered Sirius' hand and Remus' chest. Sirius's body went stiff as he rode out his own pleasure.
For a moment, neither of them moved, but eventually Sirius pulled off of Remus with a grunt and flopped over to lay next to him, panting heavily.
Was he really just going to leave Remus like this? He let out a muffled grunt in annoyance.
“Sorry, sorry.” Sirius sat up and pulled the gag from Remus' mouth and then reached over to grab his wand to undo the ribbons before flopping back down again.
Remus let out a sigh of relief and rubbed at his sore jaw. “Damn Sirius...”
He could feel Sirius' smug grin. “I knew you'd like that.”
Remus could only nod as his eyes became heavy.
He must have dozed off because the next thing he knew Sirius was shaking him awake. He opened his eyes and looked around, a bit dazed. Instantly he could tell something was off.
“Mooney, the gingerbread.”
Remus could smell the burnt bread and he quickly sat up, rushing to the kitchen which was filled with smoke. He couldn't help but cough as he went to the oven and pulled out his ruined dessert.
Sirius came in a moment later, clearing the smoke with his wand and then leaned against the door frame lazily. “I suppose we won't be bringing a dessert to the party tonight after all. Speaking of which, we're late so we should probably get dressed and floo over before they come looking for us.”
Remus set the ruined dish on the counter and nodded. “Yes, I suppose.”
“Oh and by the way,” Sirius waved his wand and conjured up an item which he then tossed at Remus, which jingled in the air. He caught it out of reflex. “I forgot to mention, but I got you a sweater too so we could match.”
~Fin
Author/Artist:
secretlypadfootRecipient:
llaeyroRating: Nc-17
Contents or warnings (highlight to view): *PWP, light bondage, gagging, misuse of Christmas ornaments as 'toys' *
Word count: 3,536
Summary: They have places to be, but Sirius insists that they take a moment to be together, and he makes sure Remus can't say no.
Notes: A huge thank you goes to
kjmom1 for being my beta. I hope this little fic tickles your fancy, llaeyro since it's the first thing I've written in over three years, and my writing is rusty. Remus sighed as he looked at the atrocity that was Sirius' wrapping. He stared down at the pile of packages in shame. Christmas was only a few days away now and Remus had stressed the importance of all the gifts being wrapped, but this was just bloody ridiculous.
He picked up one of the packages and gave it a good look over. James' name was scribbled in Sirius' untidy scrawl on a tag. He could only assume that whatever he was holding was once a perfect boxed shape but Sirius' wrapping had certainly done a number to it and now it was a misshapen form of tape and wrapping paper. The folds of paper were uneven and erratic and Remus could even see parts of the box that hadn't quite been covered. It was as if Sirius had just taken some wrapping paper, placed the present in the middle and folded and taped where he deemed necessary.
Remus just couldn't understand Sirius' reasoning to not use magic to wrap all of his gifts. He looked to the other pile in the room which had been his own pile. It was neatly stacked and all perfectly wrapped and decorated with ribbons and bows. It had taken him less than an hour to finish his wrapping, and as far as he knew Sirius was still working on it. Sirius was under the ridiculous notion that hand wrapped gifts were more personal. Remus had always thought that it was the actual gift that made it more personal and not how it was presented. Sirius and he had argued about it for years, but knowing how much it meant to him, Remus had begun hand wrapping his gifts for Sirius once they had started dating in seventh year.
He tossed the gift back into the pile. They were due to Lily and James' home in less than an hour where the gift would be torn into. It hardly mattered how it was wrapped, and Remus didn't want to start an argument over something so trivial even if the wrapping was a joke.
He vaguely wondered where Sirius had run off to. Remus had spent most of his day Christmas shopping, wrapping presents, and baking. The last time he saw Sirius had been that morning before the day had become chaotic. Remus' desire to make sure everything that needed to be done before Christmas was finished had been his drive for the day. And now with his shopping complete, presents all wrapped, and the last batch of gingerbread in the oven, he had a few minutes to relax and he thought he'd use that opportunity to see how Sirius was doing.
Remus' musings were interrupted when he heard Sirius enter the room, whistling the tune to Jingle Bells off key. He turned around and nearly laughed when he saw Sirius. Sirius' hair hung lose around his shoulders, but on top he wore a large blue pre-made bow and had tied strings of silver tinsel to chunks of hair. His ears were adorned with round gold ball ornaments that Remus could only assume Sirius had charmed to hang from his ears since he knew they weren't pierced. He also wore a strand of garland around his neck much like a scarf.
As if that wasn't bad enough, he also wore a red knit sweater with a large felt green Christmas tree that had been sewn onto the front of it. Hundreds of tiny jingle bells had also been sewn onto the sleeves so that with every movement Sirius made they would ring. For trousers Sirius had put on a pair of pants that would be better suited on a fat man with a belly full of jelly. They were made out of a red crushed velvet and the cuffs were trimmed with white faux fur. At the moment, the only thing Sirius wore on his feet were a pair of Remus' wool argyle socks, but he could only imagine what sort of shoes Sirius planned on wearing to complete the outfit. Maybe elf shoes?
“What?” Sirius asked innocently. “Do you like my sweater? I saw it today in a muggle shop window, and I just had to have it.”
Remus pinched his lips together to keep his laughter back, but it was difficult.
If Sirius noticed Remus' mirth he didn't seem to mind as he only grinned back. “What are you doing in here?”
A chuckle still escaped as Remus took a deep breath to regain composure before answering. “I just put some gingerbread in the oven, and I wanted to see how your day was going since I haven't seen you since this morning.”
“Ah, so that's why the flat smells so good. I've finished all my shopping and my wrapping. All that's left is to decorate.” He held up a handful of ribbons that had escaped Remus' attention when taking in Sirius' attire.
Remus looked back at the pile of horribly wrapped presents. They would probably end up looking worse once Sirius had 'decorated' them. “I should leave you to it then, shouldn't I?”
“Hey, not so fast,” Sirius took a jingling step towards him. “I haven't seen you all day. And we'll hardly have a moment to ourselves at Lily and James' party.” He reached out, grabbing the front of Remus' trousers and yanking him toward him, placing a kiss to Remus' lips that tasted faintly of a peppermint candy cane.
“Mmm.” Remus licked his lips after the kiss broke. “You still have to decorate your gifts.”
“Sod the decorating.” Sirius replied. “This holiday has really put a damper on my sex life. You've been so busy with making everything nice and festive you've hardly had time for me.”
“Sirius, we had sex just a couple of day ago.”
“Exactly, Mooney. A couple of days ago. I have needs. Needs only you can fulfill.”
Remus could recognize the mischievous look in Sirius' eyes and before he could even think of a reply Sirius was kissing him hard. Sirius' tongue breached his lips and devoured his mouth. He could taste the candy cane more prominently. It was sweet and subtle among the taste that was uniquely Sirius.
He willed himself to pull away, breathless. “Sirius, we're due to Lily and James' in under an hour.”
“Won't need an hour,” Sirius remarked, nipping his way down Remus' neck. “Just need you.”
Remus' eyes closed, desire quickly overcoming reason in his mind.
“Mm, that's right, baby.” Sirius smirked against his neck. “I want you. I want your cock inside me.”
“Fuck...”
“I won't let you say no.” Sirius pulled back, and the mischievous look was full of excitement and desire. He leaned away, but didn't go far. Sirius looked at the handful of ribbons he held and then pulled out one that was long and scarlet and gold checkered and dropped the rest to the floor.
Remus' brow furrowed. “What are you going to do with that?”
“Something kinky.” he replied with a wink.
“Sirius...”
Before he could continue his objection, Sirius grabbed Remus' wrists and began to wind the ribbon around, tying them together and finishing it with a knot. Remus tried to pull his wrists apart and free, but Sirius had tied them too tightly.
“Sirius, let me go.” He said without any real weight.
“Uh-uh.” Sirius shook his head, eyes still playful. He gave Remus a hard shove causing him to stumble and trip over the pile of horribly wrapped gifts and fall hard on his ass. Without the use of his hands to soften the fall, it was hard on his tailbone.
Sirius was on top of him, straddling him before he could finish a painful groan. He then grabbed his tied wrists and threw them up over his head.
“Ah, what a beautiful picture you make,” Sirius sighed happily leaning down for a quick kiss, his hands opening up the buttons of Remus' shirt and pushing the material open to expose his chest. “Yes... absolutely gorgeous.”
Remus was helpless against him with his wrists tied and held above his head. He struggled against the ribbon, trying to break free, but it was useless, and if he was honest with himself, he wasn't trying very hard.
With his shirt open, Sirius took a moment to shed his own, first tugging off the garland from his neck and then pulling the jumper up over his head, the bells jingled, and the blue bow fell off and rolled to the floor. Sirius paid it no mind as he tossed the sweater aside.
Remus moved his tied hands to reach out and touch Sirius' bare chest, grazing a hard nipple eliciting a harsh gasp. He sat up just a bit not sure what his objective was. Possibly it was to pull one of the nipples into his mouth, but Sirius pushed him back down with a tsk.
“Damn it Sirius, untie me so I can touch you.” Remus demanded.
“I think not, Mooney. I have a much better idea.” Sirius looked down at him with a positively wicked grin. “But it involves you not being able to move. So...” Sirius pulled his wand out from the pocket of his trousers and with a wave, more of the ribbons Sirius had been holding earlier wound their way around Remus' wrists and then extended out, pulling his arms up above his head before attaching themselves to pieces of furniture and tying into a knot, finishing with a festive bow.
“Damn it, Sirius!” Remus really did try to fight against the bounds this time and Sirius had the audacity to chuckle.
“The swearing just won't do either.” Sirius tapped the tip of his wand to his chin. “But how to remedy that?”
He wasn't about to help with any ideas. “Sirius,” Remus used the best damn warning tone he could muster.
“Aha! I've got it.” With a wave of his wand, one of the round glass ball ornaments flew off the tree and into Sirius' open palm. “Now, we wouldn't want this to break in your pretty little mouth, so...” Sirius cast an unbreakable charm on the ornament before grabbing Remus' jaw, forcing it open, and then shoving the ornament in his mouth. Sirius grinned. “That's better.”
Remus tried to use his tongue to push the ornament back out and when he failed let out a string of unheard curses as it was all muffed by his improvised gag.
“Oh don't pretend you're not enjoying yourself. I can feel just how much you're enjoying this pressing up against me,” Sirius smirked.
It was true. Remus' body betrayed him. His cock was hard, pressing up against Sirius' inner thigh. And to emphasize his point, Sirius moved his hips grinding down against Remus' hard cock, causing them both to moan.
“See,” Sirius said breathless. “You're enjoying this.”
He tried to speak again unsuccessfully.
Without any kind of warning, Sirius got back to his feet. Remus let out a whimper, possibly in protest to the loss of body heat. Drool had begun to run down his chin as he watched Sirius hook his fingers in his Santa trousers and yank them down, his own hard prick springing free.
Remus stared at the glory that was a naked Sirius. He was tall, his muscles lean. His chest had just the right amount of hair in Remus' opinion. He had a happy trail that really did lead to Remus' happy place. But it was Sirius' cock that really did Remus in. While it wasn't exceptionally long, it did have a lot of girth nestled among curly black hair. Remus wanted so badly to pull that delicious cock into his mouth and suck.
But Sirius had other ideas. He stepped out of the trousers and kicked them aside, now wearing only Remus wool socks and the tinsel still in his hair. Without a word he stepped over Remus and headed to the tree in the corner of the room, careful not to step on the ribbons holding Remus in place.
Remus craned his neck to watch, curious to know just what Sirius was up to now. He watched as Sirius pulled off one of the candy canes that hung from the branches and then after some careful consideration, pulled off one of the glass ornaments shaped like an icicle. Without a word, he walked back over, sitting himself down on Remus' left, placed his socked feet firmly on the floor, and propped his legs open giving Remus a delectable view.
Remus stared at Sirius' opening for a long moment before agonizingly moving his eyes to look upon Sirius' face to see if there was any clue as to just what in the world Sirius was doing. All he knew at the moment was that it was making the strain of his trousers more and more painful.
With a gleam in his eye and a smirk on his lips, Sirius opened the wrapper to the candy cane popping into his mouth and giving it a good suck before rolling it over his tongue making Remus wish his cock was the candy cane. And then with his eyes locked on Remus Sirius took the candy cane, reached down in between his legs and pushed the tip of it into his asshole.
Remus' cock twitched painfully and they moaned in unison. Rolling his head back, Sirius pushed the candy cane in deeper until he reached the point it curled before pulling it almost all the way back out and then repeated the motion again, this time at a faster pace.
Remus was transfixed at the sight of it. The heat of Sirius' ass had to be melting the candy cane, causing a sticky peppermint mess that Remus so desperately wanted to lick and suck at. He imagined the taste of the candy cane mixed in among Sirius' personal aroma and he groaned, thrusting his hips up into nothing. It was absolute torture watching Sirius fuck himself on a candy cane and not able to do a damn thing about it. No amount of kicking or flailing against the ribbons did any good.
It didn't last long though. It couldn't have been going on for more than ten minutes before Sirius pulled the candy cane all the way out and tossed it aside. Surely now Sirius would climb back on top of him, release his hard prick from his trousers and throw himself down on it?
Instead, Sirius picked up his discarded wand and the icicle ornament that Remus had forgotten about entirely. He watched as Sirius cast an engorgio and the icicle grew bigger. Another unbreakable charm followed that and then a spell to eliminate any rough edges, making it all one smooth surface and rounded off the tip so it wasn't a sharp point. The last spell Sirius cast coated the ornament in lube, causing it to glisten in the lighting of the room.
Remus knew what was coming next, but it couldn't prepare him for the sight of Sirius spreading his legs a bit more open and shoving the ornament into his ass. The way Sirius' asshole looked stretched around the clear icicle ornament was maddening. If only he could touch his cock. Remus knew if he did he'd be spilling his come all over himself. The sight of Sirius was almost too much and he desperately wanted to turn his gaze away, look anywhere but at Sirius fucking himself with an ornament, but he couldn't. And then Sirius began to moan and roll his hips which only drove Remus more mad. He pulled against the ribbons tied to his wrist, the material cutting into his skin, sure to leave marks. He again tried to push the ball out of his mouth with his tongue, hurting his jaw in the process but he couldn't find it in himself to care. He needed something. Anything! He needed contact right fucking now.
Sirius seemed completely oblivious to Remus' struggle. It didn't matter how much Remus kicked his legs up and pulled against the ribbons, or even how much he screamed against his gag. Sirius was focused on himself and his own pleasure. His head was rolled back, eyes closed in ecstasy. And then the bastard let out a gasp that Remus knew meant he had found his prostate. He was sure now that Sirius was just going to finish himself using the makeshift dildo and leave Remus with nothing. Not that it would matter, he knew he was going to come in his pants if this continued on for a moment longer.
“Fuck...” Sirius panted. “I want your cock, Mooney.”
Remus cock twitched hopefully.
“I'm thinking about it while I fuck myself. Your cock is bigger though. It feels better when it's what's stretching me open. Mm...” Finally, finally Sirius rolled his head forward, and fixed his eyes on Remus. He could see the lust in them and he knew his own eyes had to hold a mirror image. Sirius pulled out the icicle and tossed it carelessly aside before getting to his knees and crawled back to Remus opening up his trousers and freeing his prick.
He let out a gratified moan from finally being freed from the fabric prison. His cock was an angry red and harder than nails. Pre-come glistened at the tip before running down his shaft. Sirius hardly gave it a glance though before he straddled Remus and sat down on it.
Remus cried out and it came out muffled against his gag. Sirius was decently stretched, but there was still some resistance. He could feel Sirius' ass stretch more to accommodate him. It was so hot and tight around him, and there was a tingling sensation that Remus imagined was due to the candy cane residue. Remus had to really will himself not to come right away. He was already riding that edge so closely that it really wasn't going to take much.
“Fuck yes, that's the stuff.” Sirius sighed. He placed his hands firmly on Remus' bare chest and began to pull himself off Remus' cock before pushing back down.
Remus just about saw stars as Sirius began to fuck himself. His movement started out slow, but as he always had Sirius quickly began to pick up pace.
Remus could feel it. He could feel the beginning of his orgasm creeping up his spine and into all of his nerves. He tried to hang on not wanting the pleasure to end, but it was too late. His orgasm tore through him hard, spilling into Sirius' ass. He thrust his hips up and he stopped breathing as he gave in letting wave after wave of pleasure wash over him.
“Oh fuck, Remus!” Sirius pushed down, getting Remus' cock as deep as it would go. His hand went to his prick, hard against his stomach, and began to pull on it. “Fuck yes... come in me...”
Remus didn't have any more to give but it didn't seem to matter because seconds later Sirius was coming too. Thick strands of come covered Sirius' hand and Remus' chest. Sirius's body went stiff as he rode out his own pleasure.
For a moment, neither of them moved, but eventually Sirius pulled off of Remus with a grunt and flopped over to lay next to him, panting heavily.
Was he really just going to leave Remus like this? He let out a muffled grunt in annoyance.
“Sorry, sorry.” Sirius sat up and pulled the gag from Remus' mouth and then reached over to grab his wand to undo the ribbons before flopping back down again.
Remus let out a sigh of relief and rubbed at his sore jaw. “Damn Sirius...”
He could feel Sirius' smug grin. “I knew you'd like that.”
Remus could only nod as his eyes became heavy.
He must have dozed off because the next thing he knew Sirius was shaking him awake. He opened his eyes and looked around, a bit dazed. Instantly he could tell something was off.
“Mooney, the gingerbread.”
Remus could smell the burnt bread and he quickly sat up, rushing to the kitchen which was filled with smoke. He couldn't help but cough as he went to the oven and pulled out his ruined dessert.
Sirius came in a moment later, clearing the smoke with his wand and then leaned against the door frame lazily. “I suppose we won't be bringing a dessert to the party tonight after all. Speaking of which, we're late so we should probably get dressed and floo over before they come looking for us.”
Remus set the ruined dish on the counter and nodded. “Yes, I suppose.”
“Oh and by the way,” Sirius waved his wand and conjured up an item which he then tossed at Remus, which jingled in the air. He caught it out of reflex. “I forgot to mention, but I got you a sweater too so we could match.”
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