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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mooningremus

"Did you touch yourself?" Remus murmured, voice low. Hoping to turn Aaron on even more... he seemed tense. Remus continued to carefully stretch him with his fingers.

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quitollis

Well, the talk was reminding him of nights of shame, so they tensed him. "I rather...think about now. About you. About... what you're doing... Kiss me."

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mooningremus

Remus kissed him... softly at first, then with more heat, as he carefully added a third finger..

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quitollis

That relaxed him more. He pushed his hands through Remus' hair and kissed him passionately. He groaned into his mouth at the third digit - he thought he might explode - but he pushed against it as well. It hurt, but it felt good and he wanted more.

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mooningremus

Remus moaned against Aaron's mouth. "Oh my god," gasped Remus. "I want you so much... are you ready?"

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quitollis

He felt good, and dirty at the same time. But he pushed that away and nodded. He didn't trust his voice right now. "Yes," he said only.

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mooningremus

Remus wanted to go slow, because he could tell Aaron needed it, and he was forcing himself, but it was hard. "Tell me if you need me to slow down," he said breathlessly. "Or if I hurt you... god, you're beautiful." He pull his fingers away and climbed on top of him,, slipping on the condom.

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quitollis

Aaron had heard him being referred to as 'hot' before, but beautiful was new. And yes, he kept in shape, but the scars...well, he supposed Remus could see beyond them.

He braced himself when Remus pushed against him and forced himself to relax. He could take pain, even this new form, because, God, he wanted this man. "You won't. Do it. I want you."

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mooningremus

Remus nudged Aaron's legs apart, pulled his knees up and settled on him. And then with his eyes wide with desire as he looked down at him, he slowely, carefully pushed inside him.

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quitollis

"Fuck," Aaron groaned. It stung, but he stayed calm and moaned as Remus pushed through. He pulled him in for a kiss once he was far enough inside him. God, he'd dreamed of this, but never...well, it was all new. "This feels... so good."

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mooningremus

Remus groaned softly as he was fully seated inside him. "Yeah?" he whispered. And then began to move. Slowly at first, and it was very difficult to hold himself back. But he did.

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quitollis

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.

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mooningremus

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

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quitollis

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

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mooningremus

"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.

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quitollis

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.

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mooningremus

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.

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quitollis

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?

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mooningremus

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.

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quitollis

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."

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mooningremus

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

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quitollis

"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."

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mooningremus

"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.