Reminded Possession

Title: Reminded Possession
Rating: R
Author: nanthimus
Kinks: Uhm...Very aggressive Remus (that's a kink, right?), mild voyeurism, mild non-con.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
Notes: Written for the Lusty Month of May over on Pervy_Werewolf


His face beginning to ach from the smile pasted on it, Harry sighed inwardly, wishing his lover would get there soon. Ministry meetings were boring enough, but the parties they held were absolutely stale. Having Remus there would makes things a bit more interesting. Unfortunately, it being the night before the full moon, they had both decided it would be better if Remus not attended. Some of the Ministry members were still quite prejudice, and veiled remarks would have certainly put Remus over the edge.

Harry was beginning to miss Remus. Sure, they lived together, but the Ministry kept him so busy he never got to see his lover. Every decision, it seemed, had to have his approval, disapproval, opinion. Harry sighed. It was getting extremely tiresome. He wished for a week, a weekend, a day. Anything, any amount of time to be with Remus.

Passing by a set of heavy curtains, Harry was wholly unprepared for the two hands that reached out and snagged him, one around his mouth and the other grasping his arm hard enough to hurt, and dragged him behind the velvet curtains. The offender shoved Harry against the wall, and was able to hold him there quite easily, despite Harry's struggles.

"Harry..." The familiar voice a low growl, and Harry froze.

"Remus? Remus, what are you..." Harry trailed off as lips pressed against the back of his neck.

"Harry..." A low growl, and Harry fought fear. This close to the moon, he didn't really know how to react to an amorous werewolf. Remus had always kept himself away during that time of the month. Remus began chewing on the back of Harry's neck, his hips thrusting at Harry's backside urgently. Harry moan, and Remus covered his mouth with one hand, stilling.

"Harry....some of the Ministry are right outside the curtain," He whispered, and Harry froze. "How quiet can you be, I wonder?" Harry began to struggle again and Remus, using his much superior strength, spun him around and easily pinned him against the wall. He slid a hand down Harry's front, stopping at his cock. Looking down at Harry, eyes bright with lust, Remus unbuckled Harry's trousers and shoved a hand inside. A feeble moan escaped Harry's throat and Remus kissed him.

"Quiet, love. Wouldn't want a disgrace now, would we?" A soft, dark chuckle, and Harry flushed, biting his lip as Remus started to fondle his swollen cock. There was no tempo to the pleasurable torture; Indeed, Remus seemed to be taking great pleasure in the quiet gasps that came from his young lover.

"How tempting it is," Remus began, laving Harry's neck with his tongue, "to rip open the curtains and let all of them see you. See me, claiming you this way. A mere werewolf." Taking no heed to Harry's wide, almost frantic eyes, Remus began jerking him off in earnest, keeping his lips off Harry's to listen to the quiet moans. It was almost time, Harry was nearly finished.

Suddenly, the curtain was torn back. Remus turned, snarling and pulling Harry to his chest tightly. The Ministry members present stared at them in utter shock, and a dark grin formed over Remus' face. Falling to his knees, he drew Harry into his mouth. Harry screamed and came, bending over, his cheek resting on Remus' lower back. He looked at the men drowsily, not understanding for a moment what had just happened and who it had happened in front of. When his wits gathered, he gasped, pulling out of Remus' grasp. Or at least trying to. The werewolf was quite adamant in holding Harry to him, his stare on the Ministry members telling it all. Harry straightened up, pulling his trousers up jerkily.

"Gentlemen," he said, his voice trembling slightly. Bowing to them, he hurried out of the room, Remus' hand clasped in his. At the doorway, Remus easily shrugged out of his grasp and turned, a dark grin growing on his face.

"Gentlemen. I certainly hope you enjoyed the show." Amber eyes glared at each person, silently daring them to make a remark. Silence. Remus walked out. Gliding to Harry, he ran his hand over the younger man's shoulders, before pulling at him, taking them to the path home.

He hoped his message was clear to the Ministry. Harry may work for them, with them, but first and foremost he was his. Remus Lupin's. They had best not forget that again.




Back to Fanfics