Title: Hot Eats
Author: nanthimus
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Harry
Challenge: Written for the Lusty Month of May over on Pervy_Werewolf
Kinks: Food sex!
Disclaimer: Not mine, not mine, not making any moola off this!
Remus moaned under Harry as the younger man nibbled on his neck, blunt teeth pinching slightly. Remus ran his hands up Harry’s back, nails clawing at his shoulder blades. Harry drew back, a pleased grin on his face as he stared at the breathless man below him.
“Hmmm, love,” Harry purred, his grin widening at the flare of lust in the amber eyes he stared into. “Let’s do something a little different tonight.” Automatically, the older man grew weary.
“Like what?” He asked cautiously and Harry cursed inwardly. He knew Remus was rather stoic when it came to sex, not really interested in experimenting.
“Nothing like…like bondage or anything like that!” Harry soothed, rubbing Remus’ chest. Where he sat, straddling Remus, he could feel that the older man’s arousal hadn’t lessened any. “Just…here, let me show you.” He shifted on top of Remus, leaning away from him, reaching out.
Remus moaned, hips thrusting upward at that and Harry wriggled, smirking before moving back, something clutched in his hands. He hesitated for a moment before showing the man below him what he held, a hopeful smile on his face.
“…Honey?” Remus’ eyebrows nearly jumped off his forehead and Harry flushed brilliantly, biting his lower lip.
“Oh, come on Remus! Let me do this, please!” Harry pleaded, squirming on top of Remus suggestively, “It’ll be so good, I can make it so good!”
Remus calmed him with a hand, a small smile on his face, eyes lustful. “All right, all right.” He raised his hands above his head, burrowing them under the pillow under his head. “Do your worst.”
Harry laughed, delighted, and bent down. “Don’t you mean, do my best?” He whispered, teasing Remus’ lips with his own as he unscrewed the honey jar. Pulling back, he dipped his fingers in the honey jar, delving deep before pulling them out, coated with the sticky, viscous gel. Dribbling it on Remus’ chest, being sure to get his nipples. Ducking down, he licked Remus’ chest, tongue making long strokes over the heaving chest. Harry made his way to Remus’ right nipple, laving it with his tongue before biting it, softly at first but harder at Remus’ low moan. Not stopping his attention on Remus’ chest, Harry dipped his hand back into the honey, bringing his fist out, dripping. He grabbed Remus’ cock and started stroking, listening to Remus’ low groans and growls. He coated the hard cock with honey and pulled back, ignoring Remus’ protesting growls. Harry shifted over the straining cock, took a deep breath and sat down, pressing himself on the large cock insistently.
Remus clawed at Harry’s hips, head thrown back in the pillows, a howl coming from his throat. His hips slammed upward, pushing his cock further into Harry’s unprepared opening. Harry yelped, bit didn’t stop his relentless pushing. Finally, he was seated all the way. He leaned over Remus sweat dripping off his forehead and landing on Remus’ chest.
Harry was still for a moment before lifting himself up a couple of inches and shoving back down. He repeated this a few times before Remus sat up, shoving Harry back to where he was sprawling on the bed, and started thrusting in earnest. Harry gasped, eyes squeezed shit tight. His hips undulated with Remus’ thrust. He opened his eyes and his breath caught in his throat. Remus’ eyes were glowing amber, his lips drawn back in a snarl. Harry came with that image burned in his retinas, his head thrown back, a scream erupting from his lips.
Remus thrust a few more times, hard, fast into Harry, before he came, flooding Harry’s arse. He growled and fell on top of the younger man.
For a few moments, there was silence, save for the harsh breathing of the two exhausted men. Finally, Harry moved, pulling his head away from Remus’.
“You’re suffocating me,” he informed the man on top of him sardonically, and Remus slid off to the side, wrapping his arms around Harry.
“So,” Harry said softly, sleepily, “Did you enjoy it?”
Remus was quiet for a moment. “Yes,” he said, “but I’ve still got honey on me.”
Harry snorted. “Don’t complain; I’ve got honey up my arse.”
This surprised a laugh out of Remus. He pulled Harry tight against his chest and buried his face in unruly black hair.
“Night Remus,” Harry whispered, sleep setting in.
“Good night, love,” Remus said in dark locks, before he too closed his eyes and slept.
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