James found Remus perched on the windowsill, one leg out of the window, straddling the platform. Remus blew a cloud of smoke out the window, into the already greying skies, staring with a pensive look, as if he was having the hardest time figuring out why the outside looked like it was outside.
It frustrated James even more watching Remus look so unbothered by his presence, he stepped into the room, sitting on the windowsill with him but with his back faced to the outside, he hated the grey skies right now.
Remus glanced over at him, looking for a second, as if checking if he could be bothered to ask James why he was here, or to bring himself to care that he was there. Before promptly deciding it wasn’t worth his time, turning to look outside again. James hated the fucking outside. Remus sucked in, letting his cheeks cave in.
James turned his head fully towards Remus, scowling. Remus spread his legs open to make some space, James wanted to be petty and refuse the offer, especially since Remus still hadn’t bothered to make eye contact with him. He hated feeling like this, craving for approval from someone who couldn’t give a lesser fuck about giving it to him.
But there was reason he kept crawling back, it made him flush when he realised, he was actually crawling into the space Remus had created. He wrapped his legs around Remus’ waist, trying to get as close as possible, their faces inches apart, he wanted to close the distance, but that wasn’t usually his decision to make. It might have been disheartening, but the way Remus looked at him when they were this close was just enough to keep James hanging on to him, to breathe in the smoke Remus blew into his mouth, inhaling like he’d been choking from all the fresh air around him.
Watching Remus pull in some more smoke, not breathing it in, as if the high James was giving him was more than anything a little bit of nicotine in the smoke could give him. He let it build in his mouth before blowing it into James open mouth.
James sucked in before turning his head and blowing it out the window. He wasn’t allowed to disrespect Remus by blowing smoke in his face, although he himself wasn’t afforded the same courtesy, much to his pleasure.
Remus threw the cigarette out, with a practiced flick of his wrist. Finally putting his hands on James’ waist, sending shivers down his spine. His eyes boring into James’ so intense it almost made him shiver again.
Remus finally closed the distance between them placing an almost there kiss, to James’ open lips. The lightest touch, teasing him like the fingers running down his waist were. James wanted to push forward force Remus to take him, but that wasn’t how it worked he tried to remind himself. Remus continued the lightest barely there ministrations, pressing the softest kiss to his upper lip, tilting his head and pushing an even softer one to his bottom lip.
It made James’ skin crawl with frustration, and his chest hitch in anticipation, making him melt into the touch but pushing heated anger into his veins at the same time.
Remus pulled James out of his thoughts by moving his hands to his jaw, finally pushing his tongue in, James’ let him lick into his mouth. The tongue softly exploring. All James could do was sit and take it.
Remus moved his hands to hold his waist once again, tilting his head to leave open mouth slow kisses on his jaw, trailing down to his neck. James tilted his head upwards to feel the hot spark Remus’ mouth left in his body.
Letting out a sighing moan James flushed at how easily Remus unraveld him. Thankfully the moan was enough to spur Remus on, returning to kiss his lips, but this time more forcefully.
Pushing in.
Not giving James a chance to wrap his head around the sudden shift in pace. The sudden interest from him made James’ feel better, he knew it was only arousal that peaked Remus’ interest but he could pretend it was specifically for him.
Remus let go of his body to create some space between them, leaving a sharp pang in his chest at the distance, but he consoled himself with the fact that it was probably to take him to bed. Remus swung his legs to place them on the floor, standing quickly, turning his head and offering a hand to James who still seemed stilted at the abrupt distance, between them.
James finally looked up right into Remus’ eyes taking his hand without breaking eye contact, or was it a forlorn stare of want towards someone who couldn’t be bothered if the person who’s hand he was holding was replaced, just as long he was holding one.
He led them to James’ bed before turning him over, to let the back of James’ knees touch the bed. Remus gently pushed him backward to sit, James held himself up by his palms anchored on the mattress behind him. He tilted his head up to look at Remus’ stature hovering over him. Before Remus kneeled between his legs. Letting him unbutton his shirt first. Pulling it down until the sleeves stopped at his wrists, letting it be like that.
He softly touched the seam of his zipper, running his thumb down the length. Pressing a soft kiss there, before pulling the zipper down, pushing the folds downwards and pressing another light kiss. Before standing up and pulling back, he looked at James expectantly, watching him shuck his trousers and shirt, finally fully bare in front of his fully clothed partner.
Remus ran a hand down James’ chest before reaching the middle and pushing down, until James was on his elbows giving him better access, he nudged his legs apart, before kneeling once again.
Pressing a soft kiss to his thigh, working upwards, face inches away from his leaking cock. Giving the lightest lick to the head, licking all the way down before tracing his tongue around the tight ring licking over it but never once pushing in.
James squeezed his eyes shut; he would lose control of himself if he looked any longer. Feeling the humiliation at being so turned on by how disinterested Remus was in him, fully clothed with only his sleeves rolled up and tie loosened as if preparing to dig into a meal after a long day. It made James flush, before letting out a surprised groan when Remus pushed in and out.
His elbows almost giving out from under him making him push his hips upward. Remus wasn’t having it pushing him down holding him there firmly, before continuing. James titled his head upwards looking towards the ceiling, panting breathes taking over his chest. Letting the pleasure and frustrations coarse through his body.
It felt like hours before Remus stopped and James was almost on the verge of tears, the only sounds in the room of James whimpering.
Remus wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, looking perfectly composed before loosening his tie just the slightest bit more and nodding his head for James to lay back at the head of the bed.
James pushed up and situated himself and the crown of the bed, at the cacophony of pillows arranged there, before he saw Remus make a swirling motion with his pointer finger. Shame flooded his body once again with how careless the request was. Complying made the feeling deeper when turning around to get on his hands and knees spreading his legs like Remus preferred, his cock brushing against the mattress, making him want to rut down and get himself off just like that.
He heard the sound of Remus’ zip being pulled down and his stomach swirled with something he didn’t understand, maybe it was anticipation or nervousness.
He didn’t bother to look; he knew Remus would simply pull his cock out without bothering to remove any of his clothes. James felt his cheeks being spread apart before the head nudged his hole. Remus initially used to spend more time prepping him, stretching him out. He couldn’t be fashed anymore, James was simply a means to get off for him, if James could get himself to cum in the process it was all for the best, but not the goal.
Remus pushed in savouring the slow tight stretch around himself. Repeating the slow antagonising pace for a few strokes before he heard James’s groan with impatience. James felt a sharp sting on his arse from where Remus spanked him for his inordinance. Before grabbing his hips and setting a brutal pace, angling upwards to find the spot inside him that made his eyes roll back into his head.
His face was muffled in the pillow below him before Remus reached one hand to tug on his hair, forcing him to tilt upwards, the change the position made pleasure run down his spine with increased intensity. Making his moans louder, spreading across the room echoing in his own ears as some foreign desperate noise, that he couldn’t fathom making himself.
Remus let go of his hips completely placing the hand not pulling his hair on the small of his back, pushing down, making James rut down into the mattress, the friction making him whimper.
Remus kept his hand firmly placed on his back, James got the signal and started humping the mattress as Remus’ cock speared into him, having to choose between the stimulation of the soft fabric on his leaking cock and the prefect pressure on his prostate. It made him delirious, humping the bed, loosing control finally after being on edge for what felt like hours of controlling himself, forcing himself onto to someone, the embarrassment, the shame washing away leaving pure lust.
Remus quickened his pace knocking the breath out of James, building the intense feeling inside him, before he let go, allowing his orgasm to wash over him letting his eyes roll back and vision going out, feeling Remus release into him, spreading wet warmth inside him.
X
James blinked open a single eye, to see Remus sitting upright beside him, one hand carding through his hair the other clutching a book, flipping the pages with his thumb. Cigarette slanted at the corner of his mouth puffing periodically. He looked long enough to catch Remus supporting the book with his knees before sucking on the end of the fag, holding his breath for a few beats before returning to flip the page. His other hand never once stopped playing with James’ hair.
James blinked the sleep pout of his eyes, feeling worn out, tired from coming so hard that he passed out, there was a blanket covering just enough of his pelvis leaving his bare chest out.
Remus noticed him shifting, looked over, closing the book placing it on the nightstand next to him. He removed his hand from James’ hair. Sucking tightly and blowing out the smoke he placed a soft kiss on James’ upper lip and stood up.
Stretching his hands up to the canopy frame on his bed, letting his shirt skim just above his waist line, the first show of skin behind hidden clothes. Without another look he strolled back to his bed, finishing his smoke at his own bed, drawing out the curtains, not letting James have any insight into the rest of his time.
Like it was forceful for him to have to spend any time other than fucking him.
It sent a thrill through James’ making him realise how humiliating it was that he got off on how much Remus didn’t want him.
He waited a few minutes before watching Sirius walk over to Remus’ bed. Watching him draw open the curtain and step inside. Once again, the curtains cut off any access he had. It was always like this, Sirius was always invited into Remus’ space, but James was restricted to his own. It made him feel even more aroused, the disgusting double standard, he heard a sharp laugh from Sirius, that was another thing, Sirius was allowed to talk to Remus when they were doing this, they were probably sharing jokes at his expense.
James felt the shame ring in his ears, he was never jealous of Sirius, only because he was completely sure Remus was just as disinterested in Sirius as he was James, the lack of jealousy made humiliation the primary feeling that took over his body when he saw them together, making him hard once again.
X
Sirius had been patiently waiting for Remus to finish with James, he knew Remus was sitting with James while he slept. He always did that. He could smell the smoke from the other side of the room. And only allowed himself to move when he heard the tell-tale sound of Remus pulling back the curtain to his own bed, pulling them closed just as quick as he opened them.
He let him self get up and move towards Remus’ bed, as soon as he opened the curtains, he saw Remus sitting legs spread open looking unbothered by the fact that he’d fucked his best friend not more than 10 minutes ago. Somehow, he’d managed to start on the assignment they had due for transfiguration the next morning, this made him laugh out, making Remus look up at him.
Remus smiled at him, that was rare, maybe James had been extra good today. The thought sent a spark through his body, he was getting leftovers and he was going to devour them like he was starving.
Sirius kneeled between Remus’ open legs, he realised Remus hadn’t put out the fag he was smoking, it was burning out on the ash tray beside his books, Remus slipped a hand between Sirius’ hair pulling tightly until he winced in pain, ‘Daddy please’ he cried out watching Remus grab the cigarette and put it out on his shoulder, the stinging pain made his eyes go out of focus.
Remus gripped his jaw tightly, bruising with how tightly he was holding it. He was still smirking clearly enjoying the change in pace, he was easily bored with repetition is what Sirius had noticed, if he went slow and gentle with James he wanted to go fast and hard with Sirius or whoever else managed to get him on time.
Sirius let his mouth open from where Remus was gripping at him, feeling Remus spit into his mouth, he didn’t swallow yet, he knew what was coming. He waited for Remus to lick into him once, before spitting once again. Finally, he tapped Sirius’ throat making him swallow the spit. Never once letting go of his hair once during the entire exchange.
Using the hold, he had he dragged Sirius back towards the mattress until they were flipped, with Remus hovering over Sirius. Sirius let out another cry with the force of the movement, tears slipping out from pain. Remus scratched down his chest, before pinching his nipple.
‘Stop’ Sirius cried out when he scratched down the same path once again, Remus looked up contemplating before slapping Sirius in the face, making him heave out a sob.
Looking satisfied Remus placed his knees over Sirius’ arms to keep him restrained. Slapping the tip of his cock on Sirius’ tongue. Sirius tired to chase the head with his mouth but was held down tightly,
His tears were flowing freely soaking the pillow under his head. It felt fucking amazing. Finally, Remus pushed his dick down his throat, choking him with one hand, thrusting in not letting Sirius do anything but take it. Sirius felt himself struggling from the lack of breath, choking on the cock inside his throat. Remus didn’t seem like he was in the mood to let up, so Sirius let go.
When he finally came to, he was folded in half, his legs crossed at the ankle, held up in the air tilted to the left by one hand, Remus had set a ruthless pace, his only mission was to get off, using Sirius’ hole however he liked. Hadn’t bothered when Sirius was unconscious because all he needed was his hole. It was too much information to take in, he felt a tight coil in his belly before coming all over himself without being touched.
Remus looked like divinity from where he was kneeling. All of his clothes were off, Sirius loved when that happened, he could see his muscles straining with the force of each thrust, he could hear his balls slapping on his ass, feeling spit that was lubricating his hole. Never once stopping.
‘daddy’ Sirius called out, Remus looked down, acknowledging Sirius was awake, before pushing his legs to fold backwards giving him better access. Continuing to thrust, the pain of getting hard made Sirius lose his train of thought, each thrust punctuated with a moan. His mouth open tongue out unable to make coherent sentences ‘daddy, daddy, daddy’ punctuated every thrust before Sirius came again.
Feeling Remus finally put a hand on his cock, the cruel pace was too much making Sirius shrivel away from the touch, trying to pull away. Remus pressed his hand tighter around his cock, stroking faster, making Sirius sob. ‘please, daddy, please, stop, I- uh, uh, uh, uh’ the air was being fucked out of him again. Letting himself slip he felt conciseness leave him once again with his last orgasm.
X
Sirius gasped for breath feeling himself wake up, peering at the darkness, he realised he was laying in his own bed, Remus wasn’t there unsurprisingly, he couldn’t remember what happened the second time he passed out, but he felt the tell-tale sign of the wetness inside his hole, dripping down his thighs confirming that Remus had cum inside him.
Satisfied he hummed reaching down to scoop some cum, sucking on his fingers before being lulled back to sleep.