I solemnly swear that I am up to no good | Professor Remus Lupin

Chapter 38 | Shrieking shack

Everything went black and I felt like I was being pressed very hard from every direction. My eyeballs felt like they were going back into my skull. After a short moment that felt much longer it stopped and I slowly opened my eyes again, that I had closed in fear. In shock of what just had happened I had tightened my grip on Remus hand. I looked around the room, it was dark and we were surrounded by dark old wooden walls. The room looked like it was very old and never really used. The wind was howling threw the broken windows and the old wood was squeaking. Next to a few other furniture I laid eyes on a large bed on one side of the room and next to it I noticed an old piano.

"Where are we?" I slowly asked Remus and turned towards him again. I let my eyes wander over his still exposed chest, in the dimmed lighting I could still see the scars and it was hard to control myself at the sight of him. His eyes were glistening in the light and I noticed that he was smirking down at me. He had definitely noticed me staring.

"The shrieking shack..." he explained. "I come here sometimes when it's full moon" his expression suddenly changed at his thoughts. He looked sad and nervous now. I stepped closer to him and cupped his face in my hands.

"What wrong, Remus?" I asked him in a soft voice.

"It's just...I wonder if- if you really want this... I am dangerous, I am too old and too poor for you..." he answered and I felt my heart breaking because of his self doubt. How could he ever thing something like this?

"Your age or your wealth doesn't matter to me...I love you. And that means that I am not just here for the pretty parts I am here not matter what...I want to be there for you, help you as best as I can...how can you say that I don't what you..." I answered and tried my best to hold my tears back.

"I- I never understand how people could loved me..." he answered and lowered his head. This was breaking my heart, seeing him like this. In my head I was asking myself how people could not love him? I felt the tear running down my cheeks, but I didn't care and cupped his face in my hands so he looked at me.

"Remus, I love you for everything. Really, and I don't love you less because you are a werewolf or that you have scars. Never forget that..." I said and he pushed his lips onto mine.

"I love you too" he whispered into the kiss. And we both started smiling and laid our foreheads against the other. "So...you wanna show me how much you love me?" He asked with a smirk and gently wiped my tears away.

Authors note: Smut ;)

"Yes, Sir" I managed to answer, his smirk drove me crazy immediately. And we both seemed to forget what just happened. He grabbed me and before I could process the situation he had lifted me up and carried me across the room, while he kissed me. He threw me on top of the bed and I looked at him, his tall frame hovered over me. The mixture of roughness and lust in me made the area beneath my waist even more wet. I remembered that i wasn't wearing anything under my skirt and used this opportunity and slowly spread my legs. This sight really made him go crazy and he slid his hand over his face, like he couldn't believe what he was seeing. With a still opened shirt and spread legs, it was hard for him to take his eyes off of me.

"Professor, are you just going to look?" I asked him with smirk. He seemed to come out of his thoughts again and crawled onto the bed. I watched him as he kneels between my thighs and slowly lowered his face. I felt his hot breath on my wet pussy and i couldn't help but shiver and this caused me to already arch my back. He looked at me and waited for me to beg. The lust in me and my body were much stronger and i wanted nothing more for him to continue.

"Please" i breathed out and he ducked down and i felt his tongue starting to move slowly. But the slightest move of him caused me to moan out in pleasure and i arched my back more. He focused on my clit and grunted against my heat. Within minutes I felt pulses from my middle running trough my body and I cried out his name, while I drowned my hand in his hair, the other one was holding onto the bedsheets like me life was depending on it.

After I had come a second time this night, he crawled on top of me and I removed his shirt and tie and focused on his pants, as he took of my button up and skirt. When I shoved his pants and boxers down I gasped at the sight of his already hard member. I looked back up at his face and saw that he was smiling in satisfaction. I pushed my lips onto his and wrapped my legs around his waist to signal him that I was ready. He pounded into me and started to move slowly. As he stared to go quicker I got louder and was really glad that we weren't in his classroom anymore, since this would probably wake up half of the castle. His hair fell into his eyes and he gritted his teeth. Each snap of his hips sent shockwaves of pleasure through me and I ducked my nails into his back. I threw my head back and screamed out his name when I reached my climax. I clasped my legs tighter around him and gasped and trembled at the force of my third orgasm. The look on my face was the point for him were he lost it and he reached his climax.

He pulled himself out of me and let his body fall down next to me on the old bed. It took us a while before we catched out breath again.

"Wow" I managed to breath out after a while. He tired around to face me with a smile. I turned my body towards him, so that I was laying on my side and stroke the hair strands, that had fallen over his eye, out of his face.

"You were incredible" he whispered and placed his hand around my waist.

"You too, Professor" I answered with a smirk and he pulled me in for a kiss.

"I don't care, how complicated this gets...I want you" he said into the kiss and I replied with kissing him more passionately.