By darthelwig
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This story is rated NC-17.
I don’t own Harry Potter. Should I ever become so lucky, I will be sure to let you know.
This story is dedicated to spawnstar. You ask and you shall receive. Thank you for being kind enough to post my stories on your site!
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“Damn it!” Sirius yelled as he stormed into the Gryffindor boy’s dorm. Remus jumped, startled. He sighed as he realized it was just his friend being his usual, temperamental self.
“What now?” he asked, watching Sirius stalk back and forth across the room. He couldn’t help but admire Sirius’ tall, muscular form as he moved. If there was one thing Remus could appreciate, it was beauty, and his friend possessed more than his fair share of that. It had been years now that they had known each other, and Remus had loved him since the beginning. His eyes caressed Sirius’ form, wishing he could touch him and soothe away his agitation. But Sirius had never shown an interest in having that kind of relationship. No, Sirius’s heart had always belonged to James.
Sirius’s shoulders slumped and he leaned his forehead against the wall. Remus knew this mood very well. He cleared his throat and sat back in his chair, pushing away the textbook he’d been studying.
“What happened with James now?” he asked. Sirius had loved James for as long as Remus had loved Sirius. And it was he who comforted Sirius when he was hurt or frustrated by James’ seeming inability to return his feelings. James had always loved women. It was Sirius’ misfortune that caused him to fall in love with someone who could never love him back. Remus smiled sardonically at the thought. He and Sirius were in the same boat there.
“Haven’t you heard, Remus?” Sirius laughed, his voice tortured and angry. “James and Lily are getting married. He asked her and she said yes.”
Remus was surprised, but not completely. James hadn’t seemed the type to want to settle down so early in his life, but he had been seeing Lily Evans steadily for months and they made a wonderful couple. James seemed truly in love for the first time ever. Lily had been a calming influence on him, keeping him out of trouble more often than not. Remus figured that James would marry her eventually, but getting engaged just a few short months before graduation was a definite shocker.
Now he understood Sirius’ black mood and bitter words. This was what Remus himself had always dreaded. To lose all hope. That the man he loved would find his other half in someone who wasn’t him. He knew now how Sirius must be suffering.
Remus stood and went to his friend, wrapping his arms around Sirius’ slim waist and holding him close. Sirius was silent at first until the first broken sob clawed its way out of his throat. After that, the rest came more quickly, shaking his entire frame with the pain of his broken heart. Remus held him tightly, trying to lend his friend some small fraction of his own strength. He rested his cheek against Sirius’ back, sharing his warmth and his love as much as he could.
After a time, Sirius’ sobs slowed and came to a stop, but Remus still held him, knowing that the pain was still there. He could still feel the tension in his friend’s body.
“So that’s it,” Sirius sniffled. “That’s the end of any hopes I still had.”
“He’s in love with her, Sirius. He’s happy. Let him go.” Remus spoke softly, barely trusting his own voice. “He’s still your friend.”
“I know, Remus,” Sirius said, his voice hoarse with emotion and even more unshed tears. “I just… don’t know if I can.” He turned in Remus’ embrace so that they faced each other. Remus loosened his hold a bit and looked into Sirius’ tear-streaked face.
“I don’t know if I can let him go, Remus,” Sirius said softly. “I’ve wanted him for so long and love him so much. How am I supposed to do that?”
Remus couldn’t answer, couldn’t form the words. He had never let go of his love for Sirius, so how could he dare to give advice on the subject? He truly didn’t know what Sirius was going through right now.
Sirius wrapped his long arms around Remus and hugged him, needing the human contact. Remus found himself wrapped securely in Sirius’ embrace, just inches away from his love’s lips and throat, and was embarrassed to discover that his body was responding. He could feel his erection growing, pressing against Sirius’ toned body. Any minute now, Sirius would notice…
“Remus?” Sirius said, his voice wondering. Remus tried to pull away, but Sirius held him tight, refusing him escape. He tilted Remus face upwards with one long finger, forcing his friend to look at him. “Remus, what-?”
“I’m sorry,” Remus said, pleading wordlessly for understanding. “It’s just- I’ve always…” He closed his eyes for a moment and took a deep breath. “I’ve always loved you, Sirius.”
Sirius was caught completely off guard by this declaration of love and stared at Remus like he’d never seen him before. Remus was beginning to feel more than a little self-conscious and cleared his throat to catch Sirius’ attention.
Sirius snapped out of his trance and shook his head, still staring. “Remus, you know I can’t-“
Remus held up a hand to stop Sirius before his friend could say something that would break him forever.
“I know,” he said quickly. “I understand.”
Sirius gazed tenderly at his friend, wanting to ease the hurt that he could now see so plainly in his eyes. He lowered his face and kissed Remus softly, letting his lips linger for a long moment. Remus was startled but eager. He closed his eyes and drifted in the sweetness of the kiss, brought back to reality only when Sirius pulled away.
“I’m sorry,” Sirius said, his voice almost a whisper. Remus had a strange look on his face as he swiftly came to a decision. His fingers flew to Sirius’ pants, unzipping them and working the fabric off his hips. Sirius’ eyes widened and he tried to stop his friend, but Remus pushed his hands away with a look of determination.
“Don’t, Sirius. Just let me do this. Let me be your James for just this once. I can do that.” He continued removing Sirius’ clothes as he spoke, and this time Sirius let him.
“I don’t want to hurt you, Remus,” he said sorrowfully.
“Don’t worry about me. I’ll be fine. I want this… for me and for you.” Remus reached up and closed his friend’s eyes. “Just pretend.”
Sirius opened his eyes and nodded.
When Remus had his friend’s clothes completely removed, he kissed the warm skin of his throat, sucking slightly. He ran his tongue down Sirius’ body, stopping briefly to lick and suckle his nipples. Sirius sucked in a quick breath as Remus caught one in his teeth, lashing the tip with his tongue. He moaned as Remus abandoned his toy and moved downward, his hands running lightly over Sirius’ skin. His mouth was playing havoc with Sirius’ tightly wound nerves, sending tiny shocks through his entire body.
He couldn’t stop the cry that escaped him when Remus’ mouth found his cock. His friend ran his tongue around the engorged head before sliding it into his hot mouth and sucking lightly. Sirius groaned and threw his head back, closing his eyes and picturing James on his knees before him. He imagined it was James’ mouth that was swallowing his swollen manhood. His fingers tangled in James’ hair as he bobbed up and down on Sirius’ cock, lavishing attention upon it.
The fantasy was too much. He could feel his balls tightening; felt the hot, liquid rush of his orgasm as he shot his seed down Remus’ throat. Remus drank it down greedily, his mouth capturing every last drop of Sirius’ juices. His hands were on Sirius’ hips, steadying him as his hips jerked with his release.
Sirius opened his eyes and watched Remus lick his lips clean of sticky white cum, suddenly inspired. He pulled Remus to his feet and ripped his robes open, swiftly making short work of his uniform as well. Remus gasped as he became even more aroused by Sirius’ forcefulness. His friend pushed him back onto the bed, quickly following.
Remus gasped as Sirius grabbed his cock and squeezed. “Oh my G-“he cried, his throat closing on the words as Sirius began masturbating him roughly. He laid back and tried to control himself as Sirius took him into his mouth and sucked him hard, his hand still jerking him off at the same time. His hips quickly began to buck and heave, reaching for more. He was furiously fucking Sirius’ face, his hands clawing at the sheets. Sirius’ pace never slowed down. He matched Remus’ thrusts with each swallow of his friend’s hard length.
Remus knew he was going to cum. He could feel it approaching quickly, but Sirius pulled away at the last second. Remus was confused, but realization dawned when Sirius pulled himself upward and positioned himself between Remus’ legs. He had just enough time to realize that he could feel Sirius’ cock pushing at his ass before Sirius entered him, plunging in deeply.
Remus groaned and clutched at Sirius’ back, leaving marks. Sirius grabbed Remus’ legs and pulled them upwards, bending him and allowing his cock better access. He held Remus’ legs in position by swinging them over his shoulders and then began to fuck him in earnest. He thrust hard into Remus’ tight hole, closing his eyes and seeing James beneath him. This is what he’d always wanted. This was his dream. James.
Remus was impaled on Sirius’ long, hard cock and loving it. He knew Sirius was picturing James. He knew his own lean, almost wasted body was no substitute, but this was what he’d dreamed of for so long. Sirius was here, in his bed, in his body. The pleasure was so intense that he had no words, only sounds, to express his feelings. He was panting, groaning continually, like an animal.
Sirius quickened his pace, using his hips to tilt Remus’ lower body further forward. Now he was thrusting downward into Remus’ tight hole, his weight helping him penetrate even deeper. His muscles, strengthened from years of Quidditch, flexed and strained as he worked himself in and out of Remus’ body. He braced himself firmly on one hand and used his other to jerk his friend’s cock.
Sweat was pouring off of them both. Their bodies were pressed firmly against each other. Both of them had their eyes tightly closed. Remus wanted to watch, but he couldn’t find the strength to open them. His entire being was focused on the extreme pleasure he was experiencing under Sirius’ attentions.
Sirius started to rub his thumb over the head of Remus’ cock and Remus felt his orgasm race through him. His entire body shuddered as his throbbing cock released its load all over Sirius’ fist. He felt warm droplets of his own cum fall onto his stomach and chest.
When Remus was done pumping his juices, Sirius let go of his cock and used both hands to brace himself, one on either side of Remus’ body. He stepped up the pace, throwing his whole body into his wild thrusts.
Sirius knew he wouldn’t last long at this pace and he was right. Already, he could feel another climax coming on. His body shook with the intensity of it. Every nerve ending he possessed felt the shock when his cum shot out into Remus’ body, filling his friend with his sticky essence. His hips pumped uncontrollably.
His orgasm seemed to last forever, but eventually he calmed, his body loosening up. He opened his eyes and looked into Remus’, their gazes meeting in an unspoken understanding.
Remus smiled as Sirius moved off of him and lay down on the bed, his breathing still slightly ragged and uneven. Remus remained where he was, marveling at the feel of being filled with Sirius’ hot cum. He was too tired to move and didn’t really want to anyway.
Sirius propped himself up on one elbow and smiled down at his friend, a heartbreaking sadness still present on his face.
“So,” he said, trying to make light of things. “What should we get them as a wedding present?”
Remus only smiled a little wider.