mooningremus

Things had been pretty bad for Remus before the whole world went to shit, so in some ways it wasn't objectively worse. The worst part of all of it though was that his wand had snapped in half, and since Hogsmeade had burned to the ground he had no idea how to get a new one.

Small mercies, however, he'd found a place to chain himself up during the full moons. An abandoned house - there were many of those - not far from the city, where he was squatting as well (his house had basically fallen to pieces) and had concrete walls that weren't going anywhere no matter how hard the wolf yanked.

He assumed the howling and screaming could be heard from anyone outside, but it wasn't as if that would be the most unusual thing. And he figured that, chained up, he couldn't hurt anyone even if they stumbled upon him.

So just before moonrise he stripped out of his clothes, neatly folded them, and put a silver cuff connected to a chain coming fro the wall, around his ankle.

And eventually, the wolf was shrieking its displeasure as it threw itself around the room.

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It was impossible and the smallest amount of friction from Remus' body over him was nearly making him come already. But he focused and did not come. He did forget all about his shame though and kissed him touched him and allowed himself all the pleasure he could get from this.

Remus moaned, encouraged, and started to thrust a bit harder, a bit faster. "You feel so good," he gasped.

"And you," Aaron breathed, unable to sound like anything but desperate for everything Remus could give. It hurt, but it was amazing also.

"Touch yourself," whispered Remus, urgently. "I want to feel you come." This position made it difficult for him to do that himself, and before Aaron could respond, Remus was kissing him fiercely again as he fucked him.

That was something Aaron was a little more familiar with, although this was the first time he took to himself without shame. He grabbed himself and moved in unison, but quickly he found himself on the edge. He came harder than ever before and with a moan of pleasure and sheer relief.

Oh god that was hot, ho he reacted, the way he felt. Remus hooked a hand underneath Aaron's thigh to pull himself deeper, and after a few more thrusts he was coming too, with a... well. Not quite a howl, but close.

That was... otherworldly. The animalistic howl, feeling the man come inside him, while he was still riding his own orgasm... it was...incredible.

"Oh, God," he sighed, relieved, exhausted, sated and admittedly somewhat uncomfortable. And then his own word brought him back to reality; God. Oh, God what had he done?

In a bit of an afterglow himself, and feeling much better, less tightly wound, Remus carefully pulled out of Aaron and settled on the mattress beside him after discarding the condom.

He kissed his chest and then lay his head against it. "That was wonderful," he murmured.

Remus lay his head against Aaron's chest and while that felt so very nice and Remus felt so soft and sweet now... He knew it was wrong. All of this was wrong and it was shameful how easily he'd strayed.

"I can't stay, I'm sorry."

Remus had closed his eyes as he sighed, but they flew open again now, and he raised his head. "You - what? Is something wrong?"

"I'm sorry, truly," Aaron replied. "But I need to get back to my home. If I stay and fall asleep... I need to get back."

"Oh um... sure, yes, of course," said Remus, and disentangled himself.

He suddenly found himself wondering if he was going home to someone. A wife, perhaps.

"I hope I see you again," he added quietly.

Aaron dressed quickly and didn't look Remus in the eye as he spoke. "I can come back after the full moon? Just in case the wolf... Hurts you?"

Despite what he felt now, he could not abandon a good man who might need his help. He could not turn his back like that.

"Oh, I mean... you don't have to. I've been fine on my own. But..." Remus lifted his eyes to him. "You're always welcome here."

Aaron made the mistake of looking back, just as those beautiful eyes looked at him. They would haunt him, he knew. He smiled and then stopped smiling and nodded instead.

Perhaps, if he started wearing his collar again, he might remember his place and not be tempted by...carnal pleasure again.

"Good luck," he said. "I'll see you."

Aaron

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