aylix_green (![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} aylix_green) wrote,@ 2008-05-10 02:57:00 |
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| Current mood: |  accomplished |
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| Entry tags: | #challenge, @pervy_werewolf, class:slash, kink: chan, kink: incest, kink: oral sex, kink: snowballing, length: 1000-1999 (ficlet), pair: percy/remus, who: percy weasley, who: remus lupin |
LMoM #10: Percy... 8/? [Remus/Percy, Bill/Charlie, NC-17]
Author: aylix_green
aylix_greenRating: NC-17?
Pairing: Remus/Percy, Bill/Charlie heavily implied.
Kink: Chan, Incest, Oral Sex, Snowballing. Hair Pulling?
Challenge: LMoM 2008: Day 10
Words: 1556
Summary: Remus wants Percy, even though he can't have him. Or can he?
Notes: The long-awaited (or maybe not, I don't know…) oral sex chapter.
Notes, Too: The condoms-on-cukes bit is a nod to mnemosyne_1's Percy/Harry fic "How to Be Gay in the Wizarding World 101." If you haven't read it yet, go read it. It's fabulously funny, and incredibly sweet.
mnemosyne_1's Percy/Harry fic "How to Be Gay in the Wizarding World 101." If you haven't read it yet, go read it. It's fabulously funny, and incredibly sweet."I want you to tell me what you know about sex," Remus said as he kissed his way down his young lover's chest. Percy had lost his shirt and tie a while ago, with the help of Remus' searching hands, but so far Remus had refused to let him take his trousers off. The werewolf was delighted with Percy's natural responsiveness, and saw no need to rush toward the end goal when there was so much creamy skin to explore already. He nipped and nibbled and teased, leaving Percy breathless with need.
Slowly Percy told him about sex-ed, Weasley style. By the time Percy was old enough for 'The Talk' there were four children younger than him and his parents left his older brothers, Bill and Charlie, in charge of teaching him about sex. And teach him they had, not just in words, but with wizarding diagrams and pictures, and sometimes demonstrations on each other. Over the course of his instruction, he learned more about reproduction and sexual pleasure than he thought was possible.
"Wait a minute, you said Bill and Charlie demonstrated things for you? You mean they used visual aids like projector spells, and unrolled condoms on to cucumbers, and things like that, right? They didn't actually…" he trailed off as he saw the blush on his lover's face. "They did? Are you serious? I know Charlie is only a couple years older than you are, but Bill must be," he paused, thinking.
"Nearly six years older, yes, and Charlie is nearly four. We're all well aware of that, thanks muchly," Percy said, annoyed.
"I didn't mean. I just. Did they… hurt you?" Remus asked hesitantly.
Percy sighed. "No, they never hurt me. I never had sex, oral or otherwise, with either of them. They taught me how to kiss, Remus, not how to spread my legs. They just asked me to watch them, and told me I was free to say no, they'd just buy me a book instead. Can we discuss this some other time, please? It's very weird to have this conversation half-naked with you on top of me."
"I'm sorry, Percy, I was just surprised. I just didn't understand what you meant at first. We can talk later, if you'd like to."
Percy agreed, and Remus set about showing him all the things he could do with his mouth. Before long, Percy's back was arching with the pleasure of his lover's lips on his body, and the things Remus was saying to him were driving Percy wild. Remus told him he was beautiful, with his pale, pale skin dotted with freckles, and the flaming red hair that made him so visible. He rhapsodized over Percy's horn-rimmed specs, and praised the keen brain behind them. When Percy finally tipped over into orgasm Remus slithered up his body to cuddle him back to earth.
Remus held his panting, shaking lover gently, rubbing his back and whispering sweet words into his ear as Percy tried to recover from his first experience with oral sex. Percy clutched at him as if he was afraid of being swept away. When his breathing slowed and he stopped shaking, Remus asked Percy how he felt.
"Fabulous," Percy said with a grin. "When are you going to let me try that?"
Remus laughed at his lover's enthusiasm for learning. Why had he thought Percy might be shy about sex? If there were things to learn, Percy would likely be all for whatever-it-was. "Soon, my heart. Soon."
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When Remus was finally convinced that Percy was fine, he allowed the young man to strip him as he had done, touching and tasting each patch of newly-revealed skin, memorizing the places that made Remus gasp. He already knew his lover's neck was very sensitive and used that to his advantage, eliciting a variety of moans and whimpers from his werewolf as he nipped at Remus' jaw, before sucking forcefully on the skin behind the joint. When Remus growled deep in his throat, Percy smiled into the side of his neck.
He sucked and licked his way down Remus' chest, pausing to taste the pert brown nipples and skim his fingers through his lover's chest hair. He continued downward, dipping his tongue into Remus' navel and biting at the ridge of his pelvis, humming when Remus thrust his hips against Percy's mouth and causing his cock to bump the underside of Percy's jaw.
Bracing himself on one forearm, Percy wrapped a long-fingered hand around the base of his lover's erection, angling it toward his mouth and giving it a cautious lick, preparing himself for the taste and texture of Remus' skin. Shrugging mentally, he decided to reserve judgment; it might become one of those acquired tastes, like the feta cheese Penelope had always tried to make him eat. Once he had got used to the odd salty-sour taste of it, he found that he rather liked it.
Remus watched, amused, as Percy appeared to be cataloguing everything, sorting and filing away details to be referenced later. He supposed he oughtn't to be surprised that Percy would be that focused while performing oral sex, and just be grateful for the keen and imaginative brain that was currently devoting itself to his pleasure. His young lover certainly hadn't been capable of rational thought while he was on the receiving end, so he was concentrating more now to make up for the missed knowledge.
His speculations were cut short when Percy chose that moment to suck the head of his cock into his waiting mouth, allowing some saliva to run out of his mouth to coat Remus' erection and beginning a tentative rhythm. On every upstroke he swirled his tongue around the head of the prick, occasionally flicking the tip of his tongue into the slit and making Remus moan. He started to reach for his lover's head, intending to thread his fingers into Percy's hair, but changed his mind when he remembered his lover's inexperience.
He was stunned when Percy's hand left his cock to reach for his hand, and more so when Percy slid that hand into his hair. He left his hand where Percy set it, just barely touching the back of Percy's head. Unsatisfied, Percy took his hand again and forcibly tangled it into the red strands, using his own fingers to press Remus' to grasp. When Remus obliged and gave a gentle tug, he was rewarded with Percy's humming moan vibrating around his shaft.
Steeling himself, Percy changed the angle of Remus' cock, letting it bump the back of his throat and testing the 'gag reflex' his brothers had mentioned. Pleasantly surprised at the lack of immediate discomfort, he tried to remember what Charlie had told him about relaxing the throat muscles and breathing when your mouth was full. He tried for a bit more depth, taking a deep breath and attempting to swallow around Remus' cock to pull him deeper. He made it about three-quarters of the way down before his body said no, we really aren’t going to manage, this time. Remus was giving him an impressed look, so Percy supposed it must have been acceptable to him.
Coming up for air, Percy wrapped his hand around Remus again; the hand had worked pretty well as a stopping-point, and allowed him to give Remus a full stroke without taking him all the way into his throat straight away. When Remus tugged on his hair harder than before, he looked up his lover's body, confused blue eyes meeting desperate brown, and Percy realized Remus was trying to warn him of his impending orgasm. He smiled cockily and sucked harder, catching all of his lover's semen in his mouth and rising up for a kiss. When Remus parted his lips, Percy allowed some to dribble into his lover's mouth, earning a shuddering moan from the spent werewolf. As he swallowed the rest himself, he decided he really had been spot-on with the feta analogy, at least as far as taste. The texture was more like a tapioca dessert.
As Remus came down, he looked at his Percy with a new appreciation. It seemed the young man was either more inventive or more knowledgeable than he had assumed, and he looked forward to finding out what else the redhead could do.
"Do I want to know where you learned to do that?" he asked, still panting. "Or should I just be grateful?"
Percy shrugged sheepishly. "You might not want to know, but I'll tell you if you decide you want to ask."
"Alright, I'll ask. Let me guess: Bill and Charlie," Remus said, seeming jealous.
"It was, but maybe not entirely in the way you think. Bill and Charlie were, well, Bill and Charlie. I never really asked about them, but I watched them more than once during various things. That little bit was one of Charlie's skills. It was also part of why I was able to let you come in my mouth: I already knew what it would taste like, I just didn't know what it would feel like."
"So Charlie showed you snowballing? With Bill's come?"
"Yeah," Percy said, looking embarrassed now as Remus seemed to fully understand the implications of Percy's previous sexual education. "And I tasted my own…"
At Remus' stunned look, Percy just laughed.
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