Fourth Day -
When Remus woke up this morning, the day was not yet risen. He blinked his eyes several times, trying to expel the trouble and let them get used to the silvery glow of moonlight. He had drawn the curtains halfway, before bed, and the clouds had obviously decided clear the view of the first crescent moon, whose light penetrated the confined space of the canopy bed.
Attaché Sirius reminded him of his brain and the young Lupin forced his breathing to resume a regular pace, he closed his eyes, the sharpened , t the slightest sound to indicate that the Animagus addicted to his 'morning ritual', the man who had awake past three nights. But there was nothing, nothing except the gentle breath of his friend. Thanking Merlin, Remus allowed himself to rethink the dream which he had to pull out. A dream very appetizing , a dream that featured him and someone else in a more than compromising, and found really annoying to do not precisely remember that other person because she had left with a beautiful erection ... and yet He chose to ignore the lower parts of his anatomy as he could not do anything to relieve themselves now.
But while Remus was trying to sleep, he heard the rustle of a delicate tissue being agitated. The movement came from somewhere at the foot of the bed, or rather a little higher under the covers ...
There was a slight movement s e cloth, accompanied by a sound suggesting the friction of skin against another. He went a little time before the crack of a liquid substance is heard, as if fluid were spread out on something. Breathing Sirius began to accelerate.
Oh, no . Remus knew that if he kept the Animagus now he would awake for whole ritual and there should attend. But he could not move, too fascinated by the sensations afforded him the breath of Sirius on his face and a slight stirring the mattress trembled at the rate of s hips of her friend . A pace a bit strange, however, rather irregular, jerky, as if the drummer could not find the right pace. He then remembered what he had confessed Black, how it was hard to do that left hand.
Maybe I should help him. The young prefect immediately cursed softly. is a guy. And me too. He did not want me to help. And I do NOT want to help. But his inner conversation and one-way did not seem to convince him, i felt the already his body thrashing noise quick gasps and groans that was deaf now Sirius. The place where their knees were touching her sent bursts of electrical impulses through the skin.
Huddled against his abdomen, Remus felt his own sex stiffen with desire. He tried to say it was quite natural to react well to side another human being sexually excited, but he knew that the problem lies elsewhere. It was not just to deny it, the idea was exciting because it was Sirius, not only because it involved another human being. The werewolf was dying to touch but he dared not, lest the Animagus only discovered that he was awake and listened and he bandaged at the mere thought of what Sirius was doing everything around him. The scope of this startling revelation brutally cut off his breathing.
He planted his teeth into his lower lip, trying desperately to remember the sounds swirling in his head. He did not enjoy in his pajamas only because of gasps and groans other . He could only imagine the humiliation that would follow, then he tried to think of things sickening. Wauldin fucking. Wauldin fucking with Dumbledore. Wauldin fucking with Dumbledore, during full moon, under the nose of Snape. Remus shuddered involuntarily , the terrible idea did not even mitigated his erection.
Then Sirius moved hand attached to his wrist , causing the left arm of Lupin, and that the prisoners came fingers rubbing one of his bare breasts and hardened by the excitement .
Painful shock of pleasure the irradiation time, he closed his eyes and pressed his lips against each other, determined not to let e ; no escape groan. He wanted more than anything his hips closer to those of the paste and animagus sex cons body shook with spasms of his Black to relieve the intense tension that choked him, but there came not. Instead, the i began to tremble, sweat moistening her forehead . Yet, he controlled himself, during what seemed like hours, until eventually Sirius and a wetness spreading on the sheets up to his crotch.
Suppressing a groan at the thought of what had caused this moisture Remus forced himself to keep his eyes closed. For a long time, the drummer did not budge an inch, then the warden finally hear her voice.
"Remus ... I s uis sorry. " The body still trembling, the young werewolf finally gently open eyelids and stared at Sirius. "Remus ... I ... "
" Good, "muttered Lupin. "And then it's natural. Anyway, you just woke up so I did not hear anything. "He drew back the covers and pushed Animagus, dragging his feet on the mattress for s' sit on the edge of the bed, back turned to his companion in misfortune.
"Remus ..." He felt a hand laid on his side, fingers on his ribs , and burned his skin contact. He freed himself and suddenly leapt to his feet, waiting for Sirius grasp the significance of his gesture.
A frustrated sigh escaped Black and both eventually found themselves standing face to face, even though Remus refused to watch his friend. They fought their way to the nearest restroom and relieved them in silence, although the erection the werewolf was still swollen and he became seriously painful to put one foot before the other, do not talk about pee.
consequences were the obligatory passage through the shower ordeal during which Remus insisted on turning the cold water tap as far as he could without disturbing Sirius. He was testing its will, its ability to resist the feeling that it's chest, which required him to be returned and follow the gaze drops of water making its way along the curves formed by Quidditch, which ordered him to push him unceremoniously against the wall to torment Ash ; ticks Loved kidneys if feverish they could both enjoy as a single man, in a few seconds. But he curbed his instincts, leaving only a long breath away trembling. He forced himself to turn his back to allow his erection to subside a moment. I should not even be trying to bend first. But what's wrong with me?
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The rest of the day took place through a thick fog and Remus wondered how he had finally managed to survive until the last hour of class. In instead of going to Arithmancy, he found himself installed in Study Muggles, under the compassionate gaze of Professor Sammons, whose lips Masked Rose threw him from time to time small clenched smiles. He took over for his friend, notes about hypotenuse and cosine, while Sirius was sitting beside him, laying her hand with an intensity ; troubling.
"Stop it," whispered the young Prefect quietly.
"What?" Sirius looked away from the hand of his friend and planted his innocent orbs in his gray eyes. "What have I done?"
Remus heaved a long sigh. "... You're nothing. Let me just take your course in peace. "He began to write and Black seemed to settle down, now busy looking out the window.
For a while only scratching feathers on the scrolls and the teacher's voice filled the room. And while Remus dipped the tip of his pen in his inkstand, something caught his attention, a sucking noise coming from his left. But as he turned, he almost dropped his pen stupor.
Facing him, Sirius had his lips wrapped around a magic wand with liquorice and its cheeks were digging to the rhythm of sucking. Eyes closed, he slowly pulled out of his mouth, licking the entire length, before pausing at the top to swallow again.
Remus tore a start of trance in which he had dived and turned suddenly, one block to the table, her heart galloping at full speed ... . Stop! Stop looking! Do not even think! Unfortunately, his reaction was sharp yelp Sirius, which ruined the concentration of many students and caused a frown exasperated by Professor.
"Mr. Black, "she was beginning," if there is something you'd like to share with the class, please go ... IS THIS A CANDY THAT YOU HAVE THERE? "She burst upon them, reaching their table in just seconds. The batter did not move an inch in his hand, hung a little stick on the side where she had been sucked. She snatched it from his hands, ignoring the saliva that covered, and got upset. "I think Professor Wauldin said that ... situation between you and Mr. Lupin would be settled next week? "The Animagus nodded. "Well, Mr. Black, I assign you a very special project where you will again be able to work for yourself. Something about the licorice wands and their responsibilities in the profound changes experienced by the Muggle society, throughout history, huh? "
The whole class laughed and Sirius looked up at his teacher a look horrified. "But wands with liquorice sweets are not Muggle!"
"Oh, really? In this case, do I know what you do during the Muggle Studies to experiment with these things? I guess you'll have to beat this time, "should sponsor it with a half smile, before returning to face the class and pursue its course. More their comrades, including Evan Rosier and Augustus Rookwood, two particularly unbearable Slytherin who sat two rows in front of them, mocked the last words of Sirius whispering your whining. Rose turned in their direction even pretending to enjoy a magic wand with licorice, but the way it was more obscene than anything and this was scolding Padfoot.
Remus, meanwhile, had virtually no monitoring of what had happened . He could not banish from his mind's lips Sirius, the Sirius language, how's cheeks were hollowed Sirius ...
"Okay, Remus?" Whispered the Animagus. "You have become very nervous all of a sudden."
The werewolf felt that if he turned to his friend, he would be unable to refrain from grabbing the boy in front of the class and taste the flavor of licorice scented mouth of the young Black. Stop it! You do not want not do that! "I'm fine," he barked, by way of answer, seeming to really want to note the remark of Professor Sammons on tangents.
Sirius said or did nothing the rest of the course and when they rose to leave the room after the bell, Remus thanked inwardly he who had introduced the mandatory wearing of dresses for all students.
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Each thought provoked a reaction somewhere in his abdomen. Each glance produced in him an irrepressible desire to rush into the nearest restroom to masturbate. Throughout the rest of the day, the erection of Remus did only appear and disappear and reappear again. He very nearly become crazy as the pain of not being able to relieve themselves was stultifying.
Obviously, this does not really help when Sirius told him that he had another Quidditch practice that evening. Suppressing a groan, Remus followed his friend to the ground after dinner. He had kept his robes over his shirt and pants, hoping to put as many clothes as possible between his erection and the crotch of the Animagus. According to the prevailing temperature outside, he thought to get away safely. But while preparing to move his leg over the broom, Sirius stopped him.
"No, removes it, it will bother us," he said Remus . "And then, you're not hot with all that? I've Having put on regular clothes this morning. "
Reeve was on the verge of panic. He had no idea what to do? "Listen, Sirius, I'm sorry you do that, but I do not feel the strength to fly tonight. You think you could dry the drive, just this once? " He put everything he believed in his own supplication little look and tone of his voice .
He thought at first that Sirius would make his life a living hell by refusing but after a short pause, his friend shook his head. 'D' agreement. You do not look very good. "
" I'm just a little flat, "explains the werewolf, relieved. He grabbed the broom in his right hand and together they returned to the chateau. All he had to do now was go to bed, and then maybe he happen to relax enough to sleep without thinking about his erection.
Unfortunately, luck did not seem to be on his side today, because as soon as they reached the room and equipment Quidditch was thrown into his trunk, Sirius announced that he needed a shower before going to bed. "I know you're tired, but after I wandered into this old thing suffocating, I dripping with sweat, "the elder Black apologized pointing the scarlet dress sat in a small heap piled with other business es in his trunk.
How am I supposed to support IT ? lacked Remus let out a groan when the word "sweat" crossed the lips of Sirius. Pressing firmly committing itself to his eyes and think of the most disgusting things he could imagine , it only shook his head.
It seemed that the bathroom away a little more with every step, making their progress through the endless corridors and as if this were not enough, the time it took the drummer for undressing, once there seemed at least as long, while, in turn, Remus had hastily stripped of his clothes and then turned to his friend, finding safer to fix the tiles . He tried desperately not to think about the fact that behind him, Sirius was not only totally nude but also physically attached to his body, also completely naked and it unfortunately does not succeed to forget the pain that ran down his erection more as persistent. Once in the shower the young prefect planted himself in a corner facing the wall, trying somehow to calm down and remain as still as possible. Behind him, the Animagus kept gesticulating and he nearly jumped with a scream when something brushed against her buttocks .
"Sorry, my hand slipped," Sirius muttered in his back. Even daring to trust his voice, the werewolf only shook his head stupidly.
But his cock began to throb with more insistence and, suddenly, Remus thought he was about to explode. Ignoring the shame that burned his cheeks, he cleared his throat before mumbling. "Sirius?" He grimaced when he heard her voice squeak abnormally.
"Hmm?"
Lupin took a deep breath and swallowed his pride. "Pay no attention to me during the next few minutes, okay?" Without waiting for an answer, he went hastily to a corner, fully aware of the presence of Sirius just behind him and plunged his hand between her thighs to touch.
The mere touch sent a shock of pleasure that spread throughout his body and when he wrapped his hand around his cock, a grunt escaped him before he could stop him. He stroked gently at first, awkwardly, never having tried anything like this with his right hand . And it was good, so good , rubbing his hand on his erection, the combination of sweat and condensation dripping from his forehead, the sensation of water flowing after his hair, drops that came crashing into his back before trickling down to the bottom of his kidneys to way between her buttocks. He tried to accelerate its action, the pressure increased rapidly within its scholarship, but his right hand refused to do what he wanted, refused to come on and refused to stroke as he would die of envy.
"Damn!" Remus growled a surly tone, then he changed his position, pinning his right hand against the tile as he rushed into his left legs. It closed abruptly eyes and threw her head back when he plunged into a familiar ritual, his left hand slid along his cock with ease, agreeing to allow some breaks thumb to gently rub the tip or press on the base, the sternly charged to try to prolong the ecstasy that threatened to take away too soon. He could hardly breathe, every inch of his skin tingling deliciously It was so good, even if its dangerously weak knees and his muscles were almost painfully tight. A rapid and sensitive pressure on his scholarship, before returning to gratify his tail a few caresses felt good, and Remus looked down at his crotch, the hand attached to his wrist. Hand of Sirius. Leaving out a strangled cry, he enjoys contracting the muscles of his buttocks, feeling her body tremble and threaten to collapse as he stared, bewildered, drag and viscous dripping white tiled floor.
During a brief and clear time, Remus felt a delicious invade empty, content to watch the water flow from either side of his neck and come clean his hands dirty. He reaped a little water in her hand and splashed the wall in front of him. He had the bizarre feeling of being at a time, paralyzed and can move mountains, painfully hesitant between the need to collapse on the spot and the urge to run to the kitchen for a snack buffet.
Then the scope of what he had bumped into him full force . He had just masturbate in front of one of his best friends. And a boy at that. Realizing that Sirius had not said a single word, an uncontrollable fear suddenly seized him.
He dared not turn around when he began to stammer. "Sorry. I am ... sorry. It's just ... ... it's not really long ... I could not keep me more ... " When he realized that the Animagus still said nothing, he finally decided to cast an anxious eye over his shoulder.
The water gushing from the showerhead was crashing on the head of Sirius, running down her face and shoulders. The downcast eyes riveted on the floor, the boy with black hair had the panting and red faced , s has encircled his left hand tail . Remus followed his friend's eyes and saw the remains of seed disappear into the trap.
Young Black raised his eyes and cracked a small smile. "No sentence to apologize. Personally, I feel that once a day is not enough. To be honest I'm even surprised that u t ais managed to take so long. "The look strangely hungry, there get the ; cha lips even if the water continued to soak. "I think I'm ready to go to bed now."
The water was cut off and they awkwardly dressed to go to bed. The werewolf tried banish from his mind the image of a naked Sirius standing under running water, tail coiled in the hollow of his palm. Finally, he lay beside his friend and closed his eyes.
While the breath Sirius came gently sweeping her face, one thought crossed his mind Remus.
Only three more days to go.
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