“You’re so fucking pretty when you’re like this – a crying, begging mess.” Remus’s voice called out, and the words reverberated throughout Barty’s head. The room’s lights were dim, and Remus’s silhouette stood out.
Barty was on his knees, completely clothed. That’s what Remus Lupin did to you. He ruined you, working his way from the outside. He wouldn’t dare touch Barty, not yet. He’d want to wreck him fully first, leave him incoherent, mindless, stuck in a place of oblivion.
“Please… Please…” It was unlike Barty to beg for anything, but could he not? He needed Remus in that moment. He needed him so badly, it hurt to be untouched by him.
Remus’s fingers traced over Barty’s jaw, trailing down his neck, sending shivers throughout Barty.
Barty’s eyes followed every movement, but when Remus decided he wanted eyes back on him, he used his finger to tilt Barty’s jaw towards him.
“Tell me what you need.” Remus’s voice was husky, and deep, so deep. But Remus wasn’t deep inside Barty, and that was a big issue.
“You. I need you- I need you so-“ Barty was cut off against Remus’s mouth crashing against his. Remus slid his tongue effortlessly inside, and swirled around Barty’s mouth, targeting the metallic tongue piercing. And then he bit, he fucking bit on Barty’s still-healing lip piercing.
Barty moaned and cried out at the same time.
There was blood in his mouth, metallic, blood which had remnants of salty tears. Remus didn’t let a drop of it go to waste. His tongue drank it up, and when they parted, a red-tinted saliva string connected them.