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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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.

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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.

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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?"

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mooningremus

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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mooningremus

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

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quitollis

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

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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."

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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."

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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."

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quitollis

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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mooningremus

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

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quitollis

Given the time, the second finger joined not long after. God, Remus was beautiful like this. He leaned over and kissed whatever spot he could find.

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mooningremus

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..."

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quitollis

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.

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mooningremus

"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."

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quitollis

"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.