A Different Turn of Events

Chapter 6

Remus moaned, flailing against Severus' iron grip. Both on his hip and wrists. He was sure there was going to be a bruise.

He panted harshly as Severus' considerable length railed him. Fast and harder. And Remus was quite certain that he was only a few well-placed thrust away from another magnificent mind blanking orgasm.

And then Severus stopped. It was so abrupt that Remus had to catch his breath and gather some composure before he could speak.

"Severus?" his voice was a croak and it took him a second to realise it was his. Severus didn't respond his hips undulated though, as if he couldn't stop himself. Remus knew the feeling.

The grip on him was still as strong as ever. Severus was shallowly thrusting in him. Remus' climax broke before it crested and his cock - and the rest of him - twitched in protest. Remus' breathing had slowed close to normal. Not panting as it had been. He was half convinced Severus would pull out and tell him it had been a mistake. He almost sobbed at that.

Severus has other thoughts though. He knew Remus was cresting. Closer and closer to his climax but Severus isn't quite ready yet. He almost came before Remus and that was unacceptable. So he forced himself to stop. Against the hammering want, the unquenchable need to sow his seeds deep inside the wolf.

When he has gathered himself, calmed down enough, he started thrusting again. Peppering Remus' marked chest with kisses.

"Such a good wolf you are," he whispered against a bruised nipple. Giving it a gentle kisses before clamping his teeth on the patch of skin beside it. Remus' cheeks and neck and chest pinked. His cock twitches and his struggles redoubled.

"Such a beautiful darling one. So good. You're so good for me," his whispers are coming out more frantically now. More ramblings of praise instead of the litany that he wanted it to be. Remus gave a sharp gasp.

His pace increased. His thrust harder and faster. Remus arched as much as he could.

Severus let go of his hips to lift Remus' head in a bruising kiss. His mouth ravaged the ruin that he made out of Remus' lips. His tongue mapped the cavern in a sloppy mid-fuck kiss.

He pulled away and his hand found its way to Remus' cock. Without the strong grip on his hip, Remus arched shamelessly. Wantonly pushing down, meeting every thrust with fervor. His heavy breathing hitched as Severus stroked him. In time with their wild, rough, almost animalistic pace.

The noises coming unchecked from them were inhuman and only the magic of Remus' will kept the bed from collapsing beneath their rough rutting.

He was close. So, so close. He arched, wishing his hands were free. "Severus," he half-sobbed.

Severus grunted.

"Tell me." His voice was harsh from lust and exertion but the strength of his command did not go unnoticed and unacknowledged.

Remus' cheeks pinked a shade redder than it already was with lust. His pleasure addled mind took a hit to understand. He moaned and grunted. He was a little too stimulated to experience embarrassment.

"Please, Severus," he sobbed.

"Please what, Remus? I'm not a seer," there was a hint of a laugh in the way Severus grunted that but Remus was far too lost in pleasure to notice and care.

"Please need to - god please - need -" he gasped and writhed and arched.

Severus' breath hitched. The wolf was so breathtaking. So beautiful.

Remus was still rambling, his hand have clamped down on his cock tight. Preventing Remus from coming. Because that orgasm belonged to him and it will only be given by him.

"- need to - please Severus - so close -" Remus was sobbing now. Severus took pity of him. He released Remus' cock and pumped him in time with his thrust, trying desperately to get Remus there before him.

His climax was blinding. So much build up, so high that when he crested it felt like he shot up vertically upwards in a broom up above the clouds and then let go to fall beneath.

Just like his first orgasm of the night, Severus was there. Severus tethered him to reality. Pulling him back when he fell too deep and nursing his burns.

He fucked Remus through his orgasm before giving in and coming inside the wolf. Thrusting as his seeds spilled within the lycan.

With one final thrust, he slumped and let his weight rest on the wolf. Relishing in the closeness. Eventually though he pulled out. He rolled to Remus' side and waved a hand to clean them both. Basking in the shiver that Remus gave when his magic washed over him.

They both fell into the welcoming arms of slumber after that. No more words spoken. Severus held Remus and they fell asleep to the sound of each other's breathing.