Remus Lupin (
mooningremus) wrote2020-04-12 08:54 am
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Willy
Remus really had taken his week with Willy as both magical and temporary. Especially when they'd parted ways with Willy giving no indication that he wanted to see him again. And Remus, who felt as if he'd been given more than enough and had little to offer in return, hadn't felt right about asking.
That night as he locked himself in the storage unit he felt... despair. He was so used to being miserable that having been happy for a while and following it up with this... it somehow made it worse than usual. And somewhere inside him he could feel the wolf's rage, too. It had liked Willy. A lot.
He blacked out as usual, and the next morning remembered nothing. But he knew that whatever happened, it was so much worse than it had been in a long time.
There was blood smeared everywhere. His blood. And he was covered in scratches, where the wolf had turned on itself with nothing else to take its rage out on. His head felt fuzzy, too, and he realized there was blood in his hair... oh, he must have slammed his head against the wall. That's what that spot on the wall was.
He honestly didn't know what to do. He couldn't go to a hostel like this.
Finally he threw on his coat and tried his best to keep his head down as he limped through the streets of London... back to Willy's doorstep.
And when Willy opened the door, the first words out of his mouth were, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know where else to go..." And then swayed on his feet, looking as if he were about to fall over.
That night as he locked himself in the storage unit he felt... despair. He was so used to being miserable that having been happy for a while and following it up with this... it somehow made it worse than usual. And somewhere inside him he could feel the wolf's rage, too. It had liked Willy. A lot.
He blacked out as usual, and the next morning remembered nothing. But he knew that whatever happened, it was so much worse than it had been in a long time.
There was blood smeared everywhere. His blood. And he was covered in scratches, where the wolf had turned on itself with nothing else to take its rage out on. His head felt fuzzy, too, and he realized there was blood in his hair... oh, he must have slammed his head against the wall. That's what that spot on the wall was.
He honestly didn't know what to do. He couldn't go to a hostel like this.
Finally he threw on his coat and tried his best to keep his head down as he limped through the streets of London... back to Willy's doorstep.
And when Willy opened the door, the first words out of his mouth were, "I'm so sorry, I didn't know where else to go..." And then swayed on his feet, looking as if he were about to fall over.
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"You are kind. You are beautiful," he said in a way that he clearly assumed Remus should already know.
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"As you should," he said, taking a bit of apple. He pointed at Remus with the fruit. "One day you might believe me."
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He also hadn't had that much sex, but no need to specify that.
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"No, but I could tell," he said. He smiled softly. "Our last morning was a surprise."
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"It was very okay," he assured him. "A good urge to have."
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"I don't like anything best," he replied. "I like the moment. I like bodies and breath and ecstasy. I just want to be alone with someone, consuming one another until there's nothing but wreckage."
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Willy smiled at him and bit into the crisp apple. He chewed and swallowed, then reached over to take Remus's chin and lift his eyes.
"Do you want me to consume you?" he asked. "We can roll in the ashes of what we leave behind."
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"You are very sweet," Willy said affectionately. "Eat more."
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"You should taste this," he said, holding out the muffin.
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Willy reached over, broke off a piece, and smiled softly before eating it.
"You shouldn't share," he said. "You need to eat. I think...yes. I'm going to make you fat."
It would take an impossible amount of bacon to do that, he knew.
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"You will not lack for food. Or comfort," he said, flashing Remus a charming smile. "For nothing."
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"I find I enjoy you," he said. His naked entitlement was blunted by how his smile turned sweet, his eyes sparkled with joy, and he reached over to touch Remus's arm.
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"I enjoy you, too," he said, practically glowing.
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"Then finish your bacon," he said, giving him a pat.
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Willy chuckled warmly.
"Groceries it is, then," he nodded.
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Willy didn't even eat half of the fruit and cheese and croissant he'd ordered. He had eaten his fill. He asked for abox and when she brought it to him he began to fill it. Remarkably, it packed full with fruit and cheese and a whole croissant that hadn't even been nibbled. But Willy had defintiely eaten half of it.
"Someone on the way to the shop should be hungry for this," he noted.
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