Willy (Christmas)

[mooningremus]

Even though it had been a bit of a mixed bag for him over his life, Remus had always liked Christmas. When he was growing up dirty poor, his parents made an effort to do something special, no matter how small. And when he was at Hogwarts he'd spent some eChristmases with James Potter's family, which was just... amazing. And even during the war, one year the Order had had such a lovely time drinking eggnog and exchanging silly little gifts, a moment of levity during all of it.

He'd mentioned this to Willy, but didn't expect that the fae was the sort to celebrate Christmas. Still, he'd gotten him a present, something awfully small, and also gotten ingredients to make a sweet mince pie.

He'd gone to bed early the night before, and Willy had still been out (which wasn't unusual) so it was nice to wake the next morning and find Willy in the bed with him. He snuggled up against him.

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[willysilver]

"You are so kind, my friend," he said softly. He looked at Remus with a smile, then returned to the pages, looking at each sheet.

[mooningremus]

Still looking pleased, Remus reached for the last box, and carefully unwrapped it. It was small, the size of a ring box, and when he opened it...

He gasped, and almost dropped it. Inside was a ring, absolutely beautiful, looking as if it were hand-carved into the shape of a wolf in a starlit night, the stars shining with... surely those weren't diamonds.

He stared up at Willy, his mouth agape. "Willy..." He wasn't even sure what to say.

[willysilver]

"Do you like it?" Willy asked hopefully. "It's white gold, not silver. Silver will kill you, hmm?"

[mooningremus]

Weaken, not kill, but Remus only nodded wordlessly and picked up the ring. He slid it on, careful to not put it on the finger he knew was intended for wedding bands. It fit perfectly.

"Willy, it's... it's breathtaking. It's too much, I..." And finally he just swallowed hard and said, "Thank you."

This Silver might surely kill him someday. He wasn't sure how much of this whiplash his heart could take, but god, right now he felt happy.

[willysilver]

It had taken many years of Charlotte thanking him daily for Willy to not caring to hear thanks. It had taken even longer to get him to say it.

"You are most welcome," he said. "Happy Christmas, dove."

[mooningremus]

Remus had ended up sitting on the floor by the tree, but he rose now and moved to straddle Willy's lap. He put his hands on either side of his face and kissed him deeply.

[willysilver]

Willy draped his arms around his waist, hands resting on is ass. Willy hummed softly into the kiss.

"So. Happy?" Willy teased.

[mooningremus]

Remus kept his arms draped over Willy's shoulders. "Very," he said softly. "I mean, honestly, Willy, just when I start to think..."

He hadn't been feeling great about their relationship lately. Questioning how much Willy really cared about him. If he was only fooling himself. Though he wasn't sure how to say that.

"I just mean, this was... above and beyond. More than I could have dreamed if you'd asked me for the perfect Christmas this year."

[willysilver]

"That makes me happy. You deserve good things, dove," he said before stealing another kiss.

[mooningremus]

"You are a good thing," Remus murmured against his mouth. "You are the best thing." He dropped his lips to Willy's throat and then licked a line across his collarbone.

[willysilver]

"Don't eat me," he laughed. "There's still breakfast to be had!"

[mooningremus]

"But what if I want to eat you?" Remus purred. "I understand if you want to get your strength up first though."

[willysilver]

The fae laughed softly and held Remus close.

"If I'm to be breakfast, so be it," he said warmly.

[mooningremus]

"Oh, yes," whispered Remus, and tugged Willy's earlobe between his teeth. He wanted to do something special for him, wanted... to give him pleasure. Or maybe affection. To make him feel how he loved him. Or at least to try.

He slid his thumb over Willy's cheek, caressing his face.

[willysilver]

Willy looked into his eyes and reached for his face to pull him into another kiss. Christmas was turning out better than he'd hoped.

[mooningremus]

When the kiss broke, Remus pulled out his wand and flicked it at the fireplace, which came roaring to life, and then to the bed, where he made the comforter float by to lay on the floor in front of the fire and the tree. Then he tossed a soft faux fur blanket Willy had given him as a gift on top of it. He smiled. "Here," he said, and climbed off of Willy's lap so that he could pull him down to the floor with him.

[willysilver]

Willy joined him on the floor, peeling off his t shirt and letting it drop. The fire was warm and gay. It was all so...romantic.

[mooningremus]

Remus was thinking the same thing. He pulled off his own shirt and then put his hands on Willy's shoulders, pushing him back onto the floor and then climbing on top of him and kissing him.

[willysilver]

Willy gladly accepted every kiss. Light fingers played up and down Remus's back.

"You're sure you don't want breakfast?" he teased.

[mooningremus]

"I think we already established what I want for breakfast," murmured Remus and moved his mouth from Willy's neck to his chest, clearly making his way down even as his fingers closed carefully around Willy's cock while he tongued his navel.

[willysilver]

Willy laughed his way to a moan and arched against Remus.

"Understood," he gasped as he pushed his fingers into the werewolf's hair.

[mooningremus]

Remus moved farther down and then wrapped his lips around Willy's cock.

He had no reason to think he was especially skilled at sex in the general, though perhaps his eagerness to please was helpful. But he'd spent the better part of a year trying to figure out how to please one man. What he liked, exactly.

[willysilver]

Willy was convinced it had to be magic. Remus knew everything that drove him mad. He tugged the man's hair and lifted into the wet of his mouth, moaning wantonly.

[mooningremus]

God but Remus loved his so much. The taste and feel of him, yes, but the way he moaned...

Remus kept going; he hadn't necessarily intended for Willy to come like this, not so soon, but so be it, he didn't want to stop...

[willysilver]

The pleasure built and tension coiled tight in his belly.

"Remus, I'm..." he managed, but that was all he could say. Trying to talk was far too much work.