@wolfstarmicrofic Spice prompt 2: Thigh fucking. 299 words
âWe don't have much time,â Sirius says. âNot enough to stretch you properly.âÂ
Remus whines, grinding back against Sirius's cock. âSo don't stretch me. I can handle it.âÂ
Sirius huffs, pressing a kiss to Remus's neck. âAnd then you'll complain all night about your arse being sore. You know that Effie wants us to go ice skating. Are you going to do that, willingly, after I wreck your hole?âÂ
Remus grumbles. âYes.âÂ
âLiar,â Sirius says, nipping his ear. âHere, I have an idea.â Sirius hooks Remus's leg over his arm, pushing it toward his shoulder. He squirts lube on Remus's thighs and balls, then lays his cock between them before releasing Remus's leg again. âKeep your legs tight for me, love.âÂ
Sirius cants his hips back and forth, sliding his cock through the slick channel made between Remus's thighs. He kisses Remusâs neck as pleasure starts to build at the base of his spine.Â
They really donât have time to delay, so Sirius wraps his hand around Remusâs cock and strokes him in time with his own thrusts. Remus melts against him, putty under his hands, and he drags out the feeling of it a little longer, just to see Remus like this a little longer.Â
Remus comes first, going rigid for just the length of a breath before spilling over Siriusâs hand. Sirius removes his hand from Remusâs cock, resting his soiled fingers against Remusâs hip as he increases his thrusts. Remus keeps his thighs clenched tight until Sirius comes, coating Remusâs thighs and balls in his release.Â
âI made a mess of you anyway,â Sirius says, dragging his fingers through the cum on Remusâs thighs.Â
âWant to shower?â Remus asks.Â
âWeâll never make dinner on time,â Sirius says. âThough I guess if we are a little lateâŚâ