mooningremus

Aaron

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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Before Willy, Remus had not been someone who cared much about sex. Probably partly because regular sex seemed rather out of reach, at least in any way he would enjoy it. And most of the time it was fine - though close to the full moon, he found that he was compelled to masturbate more than seemed entirely healthy.

But now... god, he loved it - at least, with Willy, and now with Aaron - not just because of the physical pleasure, but because it made him feel connected to someone. It wasn't like... other sex he'd had.

"That feels good, Aaron," he murmured. "Please, more..."

Aaron wasn't really all that active. He didn't form connections very easily. Beyond Eliza and Alain, there never had been anyone he was close enough to to be doing this sort of thing. There were one-nighters, of course, But as Aaron was very worried about showing his scars, it usually was the sort of affair that ended up in a bathroom stall or an alley-way. And Aaron hadn't done that in quite some time. It always felt so empty. Needed, yes, but never as fulfilling as it might have been.

This was much better and he loved how Remus reacted to his fingers and to his touch. He scissored him open, preparing him, then added a little more oil for good measure. He watched the timer on the oven in anticipation. "Ten minutes... Are you ready for me?" He asked. God he wanted to have him.

"God yes," gasped Remus. "But..." He hesitated, then looked over his shoulder. "I want to see you. Let me get back on the counter, I'll wrap my legs around you while you fuck me."

"Yes," Aaron breathed. It was such a good idea. And he wanted to see Remus to and to be seen by him too. He let Remus get back on the counter and slip his legs around him. He kissed him - deeply - because he felt such a deep connection with Remus in that moment. He used one hand to help Remus stay in place and another to guide himself to his entrance. He groaned. "This is perfect," slipped from his lips.

Remus groaned, and when the kiss broke, he draped his arms around his neck and dropped his head to his shoulder. "Yes..." he sighed in agreement.

Aaron began, gently at first, though before long he was fucking him in earnest, up against the counter.

Remus dug his nails into Aaron's back and moaned shamelessly, bucking up against him. His cock was brushing against Aaron's stomach with every thrust and honestly he might come just like this.

Aaron had lost track of time, but it was impossible for this to last very long. It was too hot to have him here, like this, with nails digging into his back and Remus bucking into him. He reached between them and grabbed Remus' cock. It might not be the most perfect hold, but it would cause enough friction, he thought.

Remus cried out and his nails dug in deeper. "Oh god, Aaron, I - " He came more suddenly than he expected, not having quite realized how close he was. He buried his head against Aaron's shoulder and bucked into his hand.

He smelled so good and it felt so good to have him here and when he came, Aaron was coming too, leaning heavily on Remus because his knees were giving in.

"God," he breathed and kissed Remus again. "That was..." Unable to find a word, he kissed him again.

Remus sighed happily when the kiss broke. "I could used to this." He grabbed a dish towel from the counter to clean them up, just as the timer dinged. "Dinner," he said with a smile, and hopped down from the counter and pulled up his trousers.

Yes, Aaron could get used to this too. "Just in time for the main course," he said, pulling up his trousers too.

Remus hummed a little as he got the food out of the oven, plating the meat and vegetables and slicing another piece of bread for each of them. "Refill the wine?" he suggested as he brought the plates to the table.

Aaron filled their glasses and set them on the table. As he passed Remus he put his hand on the small of his back and kissed him in passing. Chastely, but freely; as if they were together.

He didn't know if that was wise, but he didn't regret it. "It smells delicious."

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