Aaron

[mooningremus]

Remus' good spirits had come to a grinding halt after his encounter with Willy. It was the indifference that was the worst part of it. It wasn't just that Willy hadn't loved him. It seemed he thought nothing of him at all. Even if he'd cared about him as a friend, he wouldn't have let him think this whole time that he'd d been the one to ruin it...

His finger felt naked without the ring. And he couldn't face going back to the flat. Not tonight. He almost went to a hostel. But there was one person he could call.

Or rather, he texted: Is there any way I might stay with you tonight?

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[mooningremus]

Remus took a piece, and spread butter onto it. Then while he watched Aaron take a bite, hoping he enjoyed it, said, "What should we do for twenty minutes?"

[quitollis]

Aaron looked at him a little surprised, as if he had just read his mind and had caught the ideas that had crossed Aaron's mind when asking that very question in his mind. "Oh, er... We were talking. Unless I ruined that with my past."

[mooningremus]

"Not at all," said Remus. Then, pleasantly, "How is the bread? It has a bit of rosemary in it."

[quitollis]

"Mana for the gids," Aaron said, pleasantly. "Or well, fairies, I suppose," he added, knowing this was what that species ate.

[mooningremus]

"I suppose I got into the habit," Remus said, a bit uncomfortably, and then added brightly, "What do you like? What's your favorite food?"

[quitollis]

"I love a good pasta," Aaron said. "I'm partial to Italian food in general. First time I ate well was in Rome."

[mooningremus]

"Oh, wonderful," Remus said happily. "Spaghetti next time then. And garlic bread."

He picked up the bottle of wine and refilled their glasses. Doing so required him to lean over Aaron. Close enough they touched, close enough he inhaled his scent. And he really liked it.

[quitollis]

Remus really smelled good. Aaron's hand was on the man's back for a moment, so he could better reach, but it stayed there. God, he wanted to kiss Remus.

[mooningremus]

Remus was thinking that, too. And he saw no reason not to. Or rather, he thought he'd know right away if it was welcome. So he leaned in and kissed Aaron softly.

[quitollis]

Aaron deepened the kiss a little, hand now going to his neck. Now a little more bold, because clearly they had the same idea, he smiled cheekily. "Twenty minutes, you said?"

[mooningremus]

"Yes," Remus said breathlessly. "What do you think we can do in twenty minutes?"

[quitollis]

"Well, I don't know about you... But I can think of a few things." He lifted Remus and sat him on the counter then pulled him down a little so he could kiss him again while his hand wasted little time to find Remus' groin and squeezed lightly.

[mooningremus]

Remus made a little sound of surprise. A happy one. Because that was sexy. He spread his legs so that Aaron could stand between them. "God you're sexy," he murmured.

[quitollis]

Aaron did not consider himself sexy, but Remus brought out many good things, including a joy for fooling around and sex. "You're beautiful," he exhaled. Then began undoing the man's trousers.

[mooningremus]

"You almost make me believe it," said Remus softly.

[quitollis]

"You are," Aaron promised. "You're eyes." He touched Remus' face. "Your mouth." He touched his lips with his thumb. "Your smile."

[mooningremus]

Remus' breath was coming quick. As soon as he said it he regretted it, but what slipped out of his mouth was, "And the scars."

[quitollis]

"They're yours," Aaron said. He would not say they were beautiful, because they weren't and he didn't fetishize scarring. He didn't deny their existence either or tell Remus he was beautiful despite them. "And mine are mine. And that's what we're been dealt. But I feel quite alright about it around you. I hope you do too."

[mooningremus]

That was such a nice answer, Remus thought. "I do," he said, and very carefully slid his hands underneath Aaron's shirt. "And I'm so glad that you do, too."

[quitollis]

"It's nice..." Aaron agreed. "It feels quite liberating, if I'm honest. But right now, I just want you," he said.

[mooningremus]

"Then have me," Remus whispered, and kissed his neck. "Though you only have about... sixteen minutes before we burn the vegetables." And he started unbuckling Aaron's trousers.

[quitollis]

Aaron helped and both their trousers and underwear were discarded within the minute, though Aaron did rescue his wallet and set it nearby first. He looked at Remus' cock and had wicked thoughts about swallowing him down. But with fifteen minutes on the clock, there was another area that needed preparation. Aaron nudged Remus to turn over and eyed the honey butter. He grabbed it. "May I use it?" he asked.

[mooningremus]

"Mmmm use the olive oil instead," Remus said, motioning to the bottle before turning and leaning over the counter. His breath was coming quick. He had a vague sense that something with sugar in it as lubricant might be a bad idea, no matter how tasty.

[quitollis]

"Not what I meant to do, but... I suppose, given the time... He kissed the small of Remus' back. Another time," Aaron teased. He grabbed the the oil instead. He slicked his fingers and the crack of Remus' arse and slowly pushed inside a finger.

[mooningremus]

"Oh..." sighed Remus, wondering what he'd actually had in mind, but then, maybe he'd find out later.