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The weather was perfect the next morning. They took their time getting out of bed before heading down to the beach, Remus carrying the Polaroid camera and a book. They laid sprawled out on comfortable beach chairs under an umbrella while resort workers brought them fancy drinks in coconuts.
“This is so relaxing,” said Remus, taking a sip of some kind of fizzy drink with tropical juice and a little umbrella in it.
“No kidding,” breathed Sirius, putting both hands behind his head and stretching out as the ocean breeze hit them again. “What would you like to do today?”
“Hmmm…” said Remus, lifting his sunglasses to wink at Sirius. “I can think of a few things.”
“Well, obviously we’re going to be doing that ,” laughed Sirius, rolling his eyes sarcastically. “I meant other than that, darling.” Remus thought about it for a few moments.
“I’m not sure. To be honest, I’ve never been on holiday like this before,” said Remus. “In fact, I’ve never even left the United Kingdom until yesterday.”
“Really? ” asked Sirius, lifting his own sunglasses in surprise. “I didn’t know that!”
“Really!” said Remus. “Not everyone comes from a pure-blooded, wealthy family, my love.”
“Well,” said Sirius, laying back again and readjusting his sunglasses. “Now that you have a pure-blooded, wealthy husband …” he smiled at Remus, “...We’ll just have to fix that, won’t we?”
“Is there a town or something we can explore?” Remus asked with a sweet smile.
“There is if that’s what my Moony wants,” said Sirius, folding his arms above his head again.
“Darling, I know you’re rich but I don’t think you can just conjure up a whole town,” laughed Remus.
“I would if you wanted me to,” replied Sirius with a touch of endearing arrogance as he reached out to hold Remus’ hand.
After a while, Remus laid back on his beach chair and closed his eyes. Sirius, of course, got restless and glanced around to make sure no one could see them before shifting into Padfoot. Remus lifted his sunglasses and watched as Padfoot pounced and played in the water, chasing the tide back and forth and barking at a few birds, before smiling to himself and dozing off on his chair.
Padfoot nosed around in the sand and started digging.
Hmm… seashell… seashell… seashell!! Seashell for Master! he thought happily as he dug around to free a sand dollar from the wet sand.
He carried it to Remus in his teeth and set it down gently on Remus’ beach chair next to his leg before bounding off again in search for more. Padfoot found several shiny rocks and shells, carrying each one to Remus in his teeth with delight. About twenty beach objects later, Remus finally opened his eyes to see that his leg was covered in several seashells, sand dollars, a bird feather, numerous rocks of all shapes and sizes, a piece of coral, a piece of driftwood and even a bright pink hibiscus flower.
He burst out laughing as his heart absolutely melted. Even as a dog, Sirius wanted to make Remus feel like an absolute prince. Remus snapped a picture of the pile with the Polaroid and glanced up to see what Padfoot was doing.
Stick! Yes, stick!
Padfoot gripped a stick in his teeth and made to head back towards Remus before stopping in his tracks.
No… Sticks are for dogs. Treasures are for Masters. We are a dog. Master is a Master. Master wants treasure.
Padfoot dropped the stick and started nosing around the beach some more before coming upon a very unusual shell. It was small, but it looked just like how Remus had described it from the book. Padfoot pawed it around and jumped back suddenly as it moved. He started barking furiously.
Ahh!!! It’s alive!
Quickly, he ran back to Remus, his Master, to report on this mysterious development.
There was a shell! And I thought it was a conch, like you told me! And then it moved, Moony! It moved!
Remus laughed and scritched him behind the ears as Padfoot barked a few more times before dashing back to the scene of the incident to investigate further.
Get out of my conch shell! That’s Master’s! he thought as he nosed and pawed around at the scuttling hermit crab.
Eventually, Padfoot realized that it was a losing battle when the hermit crab scurried back into the ocean. Eventually, he came across a small tide pool that was teaming with interesting things.
Whoa! A water forest! he thought as he nosed around and gazed into the shallow water.
Several tiny crabs, a few little fish, something very spiny that looked painful to touch and even something in the shape of a star were moving around the little pool. Instantly, Padfoot turned back towards Remus’ beach chair to inform him of this miraculous new discovery. Remus looked on from several meters away and smiled as Padfoot barked at him before leaning back down to sniff at the surface of the water while he watched the tiny creatures move about.
THERE!
Suddenly, Padfoot dove his head into the water to retrieve a spiraling shell that wasn’t moving, terrifying all the marine life in the process and narrowly missing a sea urchin. He clasped his teeth around the shell and pulled his head out. Making certain to shake himself off before heading back to his Master (Moony hated it when he shook himself off in too close proximity), Padfoot gripped the shell in his teeth and sprinted back to Moony.
“Why, hello, sweet one,” said Remus, reaching out to pet Padfoot’s head. “Have you been finding little treasures for me?” Padfoot placed his front paws on Remus’ beach chair and gently set the seashell down on his stomach before sitting back like a good boy, tongue hanging out of his mouth as he waited anxiously for Remus’ approval.
Remus sat up and examined the shell as Sirius shifted back into his human form.
“Is that it?” asked Sirius. “Did I find one?”
“Wow,” said Remus, turning the small shell over in his hand and admiring the pinkish tones on the inside and the speckled pattern around the spiral at the top. “It’s beautiful! And, yes, this is a conch! It’s a really small one, but it’s a conch!”
“Yes!” cried Sirius triumphantly, laying back in his chair. “Can we look for a bigger one together later?”
Remus smiled and placed the shell on the pile of all the other items Padfoot retrieved from the beach.
“Nothing would make me happier,” he said, reaching out to hold Sirius’ hand.
******
They spent the rest of the morning cuddling on the beach chair, Remus reading to Sirius from the mystery novel they’d been working through as they continued to sip delicious tropical concoctions from pineapples and coconuts. Remus held the book up with Sirius in his arms and finished the last paragraph of a chapter aloud.
“Wait!” cried Sirius, interrupting Remus’ reading and sitting upright. “You’re kidding me! You mean to say that she was lying the whole time?!”
“Apparently!” replied Remus, glancing up to Sirius. “I guess that means she’s not the long lost heir after all!”
“Ugh!!” cried Sirius, flopping back down. “And I trusted her! That dirty bitch…”
Remus laughed as he turned the page, stroking little circles into Sirius’ back as he continued on with their story.
Before they knew it, they were starving and decided to head back inside to get ready for exploring the town. The town was only a short walk away and they held hands as they walked down a path of palm trees and bright flowers until they came upon a street with several shops and outdoor kiosks.
“I was thinking,” said Remus. “We should get presents for everyone. You know, for going out of their way to make it to our ceremony?”
Sirius nodded in agreement as they started exploring. They stopped to find something to eat first and tried something called Poisson Cru, a dish of fresh tuna, lime juice, and coconut milk, which they both thought was absolutely to die for. Next, they explored several shops and purchased a few items for their friends. Remus found a necklace made of colorful seashells that he thought Lily might like. Sirius found a slingshot made of teak wood for James and they both found several types of exotic candies for Peter (despite the fact that he’d overslept... Peter was, after all, a Marauder). For the Prewett twins, they bought a pair of T-shirts, one that read “Show Me Your Tikis ” and another that said, “Let Me Octopi Your Undies. ”
Sirius wasn’t sure what to get for Regulus. He wanted it to be special, so he made a mental note to think long and hard about what to find for his brother.
They headed back to their villa a few hours later and Sirius placed a call to the resort. Thankfully, Remus had taught him how to use the Muggle telephone over the summer, so he didn’t have to ask for help. He wanted this to be a surprise, after all.
A few minutes later, several resort employees were carrying what appeared to be tables into their villa.
“Sirius!” cried Remus as the workers set up the tables. “What is all this?”
“Oh, just something nice for us,” replied Sirius. Two women in flowy clothes stepped forward and handed each of them a bathrobe.
“We’ll step out and you can call us when you’re ready,” said one of them.
“Sirius?” asked Remus, gently clutching the robe.
“Come with me,” he said, guiding Remus into the other room. He shut the door behind them and turned to Remus. “Take off all your clothes.”
“What?” asked Remus, a bit taken aback. “But… there are people here!”
“I know!” said Sirius. “Just trust me, okay? I think you’ll like this.”
“This isn’t anything… weird, is it?” asked Remus, slowly removing his short-sleeved button up shirt.
“Darling!” laughed Sirius. “Gods, no! Just get undressed with me! You’ll see.”
Remus finished undressing with Sirius, letting him tie his bathrobe shut before they headed back to the main room where the two tables stood in front of the open window that looked out to the ocean. All of the workers seemed to have left and Sirius lifted the sheets off of one of the beds.
“Take off your robe and get in. Lay on your stomach and put your head there in that rest,” he said.
“Sirius, what is this?” Remus asked after getting into the bed. The sheets only covered him up to his waist and his entire back was exposed. Sirius did the same on the other bed and called for the two women.
“To help you relax, love,” said Sirius, getting comfortable under the sheets. “Don’t worry. They’re professionals.”
The two women returned to the main room and helped both of them adjust their headrests to their liking before starting with the massage.
Remus instantly felt his body melt at the feeling of warm and fragrant oil on his back. The massage therapist started working his shoulder blades, firmly pressing out the knots he hadn’t realized were still there from the previous moon’s transformation.
“Ohhhh…” he moaned softly.
“Good, right?” said Sirius, enjoying his own shoulder rub.
“Holy hell…” breathed Remus. “I know I said we can’t do this all the time but… can we do this all the time?”
Sirius smiled and closed his eyes as the tension released from his own back and shoulders.
For about thirty minutes, every muscle in their backs, arms, and legs were worked carefully before the massage therapists pulled out hot stones and started using them to press deeply into the sinews of their muscles.
“Uggghhh…” moaned Remus as the heat bled into his muscles. He was so relaxed he could have fallen asleep. Never before in his life had he experienced a complete lack of tension in his body. Whether it was from the recovery of the full moon or his own mental apprehension about hiding his condition, Remus almost always felt tense somewhere. But this? This was absolute paradise.
He smiled and turned his head towards Sirius only to realize that Sirius was already looking at him. Sirius just smiled and held his gaze.
“Told you so,” he smirked.
Remus could see right through the cocky little expression on his face. He knew Sirius had thought of this just for him. He inwardly marveled at the fact that Sirius was somehow capable of anticipating what Remus needed even when Remus himself would never have thought of it.
Together they let the massage therapists finish their work and when they were finally left alone, both of them felt like wet noodles as they climbed under the sheets in the bedroom and cuddled until they fell asleep.
******
They woke just as the sun was setting, each of them groggily stretching out, still completely relaxed.
Eventually, they managed to throw on some clothes and walk hand in hand back into the town for some dinner. They came to a small restaurant with outdoor seating lit by torches. A musician played soft guitar music, creating the perfect ambience of exoticism and romance. They ordered Mahi-Mahi grilled in coconut milk and tropical spices, all types of sushi (which Remus was a bit nervous to try but ultimately loved), suckling pig with vegetables, chicken marinated in lime juice with pineapple, and an interesting dessert made of mashed bananas, fresh Tahitian vanilla, and honey. They took pictures of every dish with the Polaroid before completely devouring each bite.
“I feel like I’ve died and gone to heaven,” said Remus, sitting back and rubbing his stomach.
“I’m so glad we did this,” replied Sirius, reaching out to lace his fingers with Remus’. They sat quietly, holding hands and listening to the soft music amidst the scents of saltwater, spices, and fragrant flowers as the salty ocean breeze filled the air. When they were the only ones left, Sirius stood and pulled Remus up with him. He put one arm around Remus’ waist and gently held Remus' hand as they started swaying back and forth slowly with their foreheads pressed together.
“Our first dance,” whispered Sirius with a smile. Remus let out a soft laugh and pulled Sirius tighter.
“My first dance, technically...,” replied Remus, burying his head in the crook of Sirius’ neck. “And I’m so glad it’s with you.”
They held one another tightly under the firelight of the torches and closed their eyes, completely enveloped in the other’s love.
******
They made their way back to the villa with Sirius chasing Remus, threatening tickles. Remus would occasionally let Sirius catch him before squirming and running away again. Eventually, Sirius caught him with locked arms and they stumbled back the rest of the way with Sirius refusing to let go and Remus laughing so hard he was out of breath by the time they got back to the house.
They kissed passionately while Remus fumbled with the doorknob until they were fully inside. Sirius, of course, was ready to ravish Remus in kisses and make love to him as many times as physically possible, but Remus had other plans.
“Love,” said Remus, pulling back as Sirius sucked on his neck. “I have an idea.”
“Ohhhh,” said Sirius, looking up to meet his eyes. “I love your ideas. Is it a sexy idea?”
“It’s a very sexy idea. Actually, it’s a very naughty sexy idea,” he confirmed. “I vaguely recall that a certain someone asked for Professor Lupin to make him wear something?”
Sirius let out a long breath and closed his eyes. So Remus wanted to fulfill his fantasies tonight?
Instantly, Sirius mentally shifted into a submissive role, ready and willing to do everything that Professor Lupin wanted.
“Oh, Gods, yes ! Yes, Professor,” he breathed in anticipation.
“Would you like to be a good boy for me tonight?” asked Remus, reaching down to fondle Sirius through his trousers.
“Mmmm…” he moaned at the touch.
“Is that a yes?” asked Remus, caressing a little firmer.
“Yes! Yes, Professor. I want to be such a good boy for you,” Sirius pleaded. He was already so hard and couldn’t wait to see what was in store for him. Remus pulled his hand back and pulled Sirius into the bedroom.
“Be a good boy and sit there on the bed for me,” said Remus, walking into the bathroom to collect his bag. “I have a very special present for you, sweetheart. Would you like to know what it is?”
“Yes, please,” breathed Sirius. He didn’t know what to expect but, Gods , he didn’t care. He loved when Remus was his Master, commanding him, directing him… making him do whatever he wanted. He was also starting to realize how arousing it was to be just a little bit demeaned and embarrassed.
“Now,” said Remus in that sultry voice he used when they played, walking back towards Sirius with something hidden behind his back. “You’ve become such a good boy for me. But… I’m afraid you still need plenty of training to become the perfect submissive boy for me. You do want to be my special, sweet boy, don’t you?”
“Yes!” begged Sirius. “More than anything, Professor.”
“I have a very special lesson prepared for you, Mr. Black,” said Remus, coming closer and reaching one hand out to caress Sirius’ cheek. “And by the time I’m through with you, you’ll be the perfect little servant I know you are. Would you like that?”
“Yes! Please? Please show me, Professor?” Remus could see just how desperate Sirius was becoming.
“Such a good boy, wanting so badly to please me,” said Remus, running his thumb across Sirius’ lips. Sirius instantly sucked Remus’ thumb into his mouth and swirled his tongue around it like it was the sweetest treat. “So sweet,” said Remus, taking his thumb back.
Finally, Remus pulled his other hand from behind his back to reveal a cage-like object with a lock and key.
“Holy fuck…” breathed Sirius, starting to sweat. “Where did you get that?!”
“Room of Requirement,” he replied with a devious smile. “Which house, darling?”
“Fucking Gryffindor,” replied Sirius, his heart racing.
“Good boy,” said Remus. “I want you to undress for me.”
“Okay…” said Sirius, eyeing the cage with hungry eyes, suddenly distracted by it and thinking of all the dirty things that were about to happen.
“What did I say?” shot Remus authoritatively as he snapped his fingers.
“Fuck, I’m sorry!” said Sirius, removing his shirt and unzipping his trousers before quickly pulling down his shorts. He stood before Remus with a hard cock and waited for further instructions.
“Now this just won’t do,” said Remus, reaching out to tease Sirius’ cock. “How am I going to put this on you when you’re so naughty you can’t even help but let your cock get hard?”
Sirius groaned miserably. How the fuck was he supposed to let his cock go down when Remus was promising him a night of being dominated and teased? It took about ten minutes, but Sirius was finally able to clear his mind enough for his erection to go down.
“That’s my good boy,” said Remus, unlocking the cage to open it. “Lie down on the bed for me.”
Sirius obeyed and watched as Remus fit the cage perfectly around him, locking it shut and pulling away the key. Just the sight of it was enough to get Sirius hard again. All of a sudden, he felt the blood rush back into his cock and winced a bit at the pressure.
“Oh?” asked Remus, loving what this was doing to Sirius. “You know you can’t get hard while you’re wearing this for me.”
“Fuuuuck!” whined Sirius. This was more psychologically hot than anything. It was almost like he was being punished for getting hard, and there was nothing he could do about it. He reached down to touch the device and became increasingly frustrated when he realized there would be absolutely no sensation on his cock until his Master allowed it.
“You’ll have to be a good boy and submit to this for me,” said Remus, reaching out to gently caress the delicate skin of Sirius’ balls. Sirius squirmed around, the sensation making his cock pulse in the cage. “Hmm hmm!” laughed Remus. “Is this difficult for you, sweetheart?”
“Yes…” moaned Sirius.
“Well, that’s precisely why you need to wear it. And you’ll be wearing it for as long as it takes for you to learn how to be my perfect little submissive. That’s what you want, isn’t it?”
“Ughh! Yes…” admitted Sirius.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes… Professor…” This was so... embarrassing, so degrading, but it was also exactly what Sirius wanted. Sirius loved being so out of control like this, letting Remus make every decision and being at his mercy.
“Good boy,” said Remus. “Now, put your clothes back on.”
“What?!” cried Sirius.
“You heard me. Let’s go. Chop chop!” said Remus, tossing Sirius’ shorts back to him. Sirius almost died of frustration as he reluctantly dressed.
He was even more devastated when Remus guided them out the door again.
“What? Really?” whined Sirius, tugging a bit on Remus' arm and hoping that Remus would show him mercy and let them stay inside.
“Yes, really,” replied Remus. “I would like to enjoy a nightcap and I’d also like for you to join me. You do want to be a good boy, don’t you?”
“Ugh!! I do…” whined Sirius.
“Good,” he said, pressing a kiss to Sirius’ lips. “Because you’ll need to start getting used to wearing this if you really want to be my very special boy. And that means wearing it whenever I say.”
“Fuck…” Sirius moaned as Remus guided him down to the resort bar.
They sat on two stools and Remus ordered them each a fancy drink. Every time Sirius shifted in his seat, he could feel the cage squeezing around him. It absolutely was not helping that Remus was constantly touching him, caressing his inner thigh under the table or wrapping his arm around Sirius’ waist only to sneak a finger into the waistband of his shorts.
“You are evil, you know that?” whispered Sirius. They were surrounded by people, but only the two of them knew how sexually frustrated Sirius was. Remus smiled and pressed a kiss to Sirius' cheek before whispering in his ear.
“But, sweetheart, you’re doing so well. Such a good boy for me.” Remus’ breath tickled the outside of his ear, sending a fiery jolt down his spine and making his cock throb even harder.
“Ugh…” Sirius sighed, placing his elbows on the table and cradling his head in his hands. Remus was so satisfied. He loved watching Sirius become so needy and horny when the only thing that could relieve him was Remus’ word.
After about an hour, Remus decided to bestow a bit of leniency on his submissive, whom he could tell was at the end of his rope. Remus led them back to the villa and Sirius breathed a sigh of relief now that they were alone again.
“Very good, love,” said Remus, shutting the door behind them. “That was so difficult for you, wasn’t it?” he asked.
“Yes, Professor,” said Sirius, hoping and praying that Remus might let him out of his cage. “Does this mean… that I can take it off?”
“Oh, sweetheart,” said Remus sweetly, stroking Sirius’ cheek. “You know you can’t be trusted not to touch yourself.”
“Uhhng!” moaned Sirius in frustration.
“Don’t worry, love,” continued Remus. “By the time we’re done with your training…” he reached down into Sirius' pants to cup and tickle his balls again, “... you’ll be begging me to let you keep this on.”
Sirius groaned again. This was such a beautifully glorious type of torture.
“Now, Mr. Black…” said Remus, pulling him towards an armchair in the living room. “I’d like to continue our lesson, but I’m afraid someone’s not wearing the proper school uniform.”
Good Gods … thought Sirius with wide eyes.
There was something fundamentally different about the way that both of them enjoyed wearing something for the other. On the one hand, Remus wanted to feel desired and pretty, and he loved it when Sirius ogled him. On the other, Sirius wanted to feel controlled, dominated, and even a little bit embarrassed.
Remus pulled out his wand and flicked it quickly around Sirius’ clothes, instantly transforming them into something resembling a Hogwarts school uniform. The difference, however, was stark.
Suddenly, Sirius found himself dressed in a short-sleeved white blouse, a pair of white socks that went just over the knees, a pair of black heels, and the shortest pleated skirt he’d ever seen. He looked down at himself and realized if he so much as moved an inch, the skirt would show his asscheeks and his caged cock.
“Fuck! Really?” asked Sirius, attempting to pull the skirt down to no avail.
“Much better,” replied Remus with a wide grin, noticing how embarrassed Sirius looked. “That feels better, doesn’t it?”
“I…” Sirius struggled. Truth be told, it felt incredible, albeit entirely exposing. “Yes, Professor,” he finally admitted.
“Give Professor Lupin a little spin,” said Remus, crossing his arms and eyeing Sirius up and down. Sirius closed his eyes and slowly turned around so that Remus could eye every inch of him.
“My my, Mr. Black,” said Remus. “You look lovely for me. Perhaps I should refer to you as Miss Black when you look so pretty like that.”
Sirius’ knees almost gave out. He started breathing heavily and Remus absolutely noticed the reaction.
“Oh?” he asked, stepping forward to run his fingertips over the hem of the skirt, barely brushing the edges of Sirius’ asscheeks in the process. “Does someone like that?”
“Ughh…” moaned Sirius, heart racing. “I… Yes, I like it,” he admitted.
“Very well, Miss Black. Then why don’t you be good for me and come sit on your Professor’s lap so we can start our lesson.”
Sirius followed him to the chair and sat on Remus’ knee.
“Now,” said Remus, wrapping his arms around Sirius’ waist and pulling him close as Sirius threw his arms around Remus’ neck. “We’re going to start with seeing how well you can listen.”
“Yes, Professor,” said Sirius, scooting closer into Remus’ lap. Remus responded by giving him a sweet kiss on the lips.
“So affectionate for me, Miss Black,” whispered Remus. “Does someone have a little crush on their Professor?”
“Yes, Professor,” replied Sirius. “You’re the only one I want.”
“Mmmm…” moaned Remus, pressing another kiss to his lips. “You know you’re my absolute favorite student. So sweet and obedient for me. You’re just like a dream come true.” Sirius leaned in for another kiss and shifted as close to Remus as possible.
“I’m going to take off my pants now, and you’re going to put my cock in your mouth, understand?”
“Yes, sir,” said Sirius, already excited. His cock started getting hard again, and he winced a little as the cage constricted around him.
“Oh, sweetheart,” said Remus, lifting up the skirt to look at Sirius’ throbbing cock. Gently he teased Sirius’ balls again and felt Sirius squirm a little on his lap. “Don’t worry, darling. Before long, you’ll love this little cage. You’ll be practically begging me to put it on you so that you can show me how good you can be.”
Remus’ words were so dirty, so powerful that Sirius started feeling the heat and pressure low in his abdomen. He loved being talked to like this: a combination of sweetness and domineering. In fact, the words were on par with physical stimulation when it came to their Dominant/submissive playing.
“Now, why don’t you be a good girl and take off your Professor’s pants?”
“Fuck…” whined Sirius. Good girl ? Now that was hot. Sirius stood and went to kneel before Remus gripped his chin firmly.
“What do we say when Professor Lupin gives us a command?”
“Yes, Professor,” Sirius corrected. “Yes, anything for you.”
“Much better. You’re learning so well, Miss Black. I can’t wait to see how obedient you can be.”
Remus leaned back and let Sirius kneel in front of him. Sirius reached forward and started unbuttoning Remus’ trousers.
“Ah ah ah,” scolded Remus. “Did I say you were allowed to use your hands?”
“N... No, sir,” replied Sirius, realizing what he was going to have to do.
“Why don’t you use that pretty little mouth of yours?” said Remus, leaning back.
“Yes, Professor,” said Sirius, leaning in to pull the button open. Carefully, he gripped the edge of the zipper in his teeth and slowly worked it down.
“Very good, darling,” said Remus, helping Sirius push his trousers all the way off. “Now, you’ll be taking my cock for as long as I decide. And you’re not allowed to take it out of your mouth for anything. Do you understand?”
“Yes, sir. I won’t take your cock out of my mouth no matter what,” replied Sirius, mouth watering at the sight of Remus’ juicy thick cock right in front of him.
“I mean it. If I decide I want your mouth on my cock for an hour, you’re going to be good for me and do what I say. Even if I decide to get up and move to the other room, you’re going to follow me on your knees with my cock in your mouth. Won’t you?” he said, stroking Sirius’ cheek affectionately.
“Ugghh!” sighed Sirius at the thought of crawling around on all fours with his husband’s hard dick in his mouth. “Yes, Professor. I’ll be so good.”
Remus gripped his cock and positioned it right in front of Sirius’ mouth.
“Is this what you want, sweetheart?”
“Yes! Yes, please , Professor!”
“How badly?”
“So badly! I’ve wanted it all day,” begged Sirius, still down on his knees with Remus’ cock right there in front of him.
“So hungry for my cock aren’t you?” asked Remus. Sirius nodded fiercely as Remus positioned his cock right on Sirius’ lips. “Here you go, my love. Suck it to your heart’s content.”
Sirius dove forward and wrapped his lips around Remus’ cock, licking and lathering his tongue all over Remus’ head, lapping up the salty precome like it was the most delicious treat. Sirius moaned and Remus couldn’t help but throw his head back in pleasure.
“Oh, yes ,” breathed Remus, tangling his fingers through Sirius’ hair and gently pushing his head down. Sirius took him all the way and held his cock at the back of his throat while Remus pushed his head down. When Sirius swallowed, the sensation against Remus’ cock was mind-blowing.
“Fuck!” cried Remus, finally letting Sirius up for air. Sirius sputtered and gasped but didn’t dare take his Master’s cock out of his mouth. Sirius kept working Remus’ shaft with his mouth for about twenty more minutes, sucking and licking as his cock cage squeezed his dick almost painfully. Somehow, it felt so good to be denied any sensation on his own cock while he pleasured his Master.
“Ohhh…” sighed Remus. “Miss Black, you have such a sweet mouth, don’t you?”
“Mmmhmm,” moaned Sirius, nodding his head and looking up to meet Remus’ brown eyes.
“Such a good girl for me,” he said, cupping Sirius’ face. “Would you like to come to the bedroom with your Professor and continue our lesson?”
“Mmmm! Mmmhmm!”
“So cute when your mouth is full,” said Remus, moving to stand. “Remember, love. You’re not allowed to take my cock out of your mouth until I say so.”
“Mmmmm!” Sirius moaned, nodding his head as he backed up on his knees a little to let Remus stand. Remus started moving towards the bedroom and Sirius had to shuffle forward on his knees, gripping his fingers around Remus’ waist to ensure that he didn’t lose his grip on his Master’s cock.
“Very good,” said Remus, when they were half-way there. “You look absolutely adorable on your knees for me. Following me around like a dog on a leash. Maybe one of these days I’ll put a collar on you so everyone knows you’re all mine.”
“Mmmm!!!” Sirius moaned deeply at the thought. Remus kept walking backwards until they were at the bed. He reached down and helped Sirius up onto the bed.
“So good for me,” said Remus once they were both comfortably on the bed. He was pleasantly surprised that Sirius hadn’t taken his cock out of his mouth even once in the last forty minutes. “Keep sucking, darling.”
Sirius’ jaw ached by now, but Gods damn it he’d rather die than take Remus’ gorgeous thick cock out of his mouth.
“Look at you…” said Remus, feeling the pressure building as he watched Sirius in a school girl’s uniform absolutely devouring his cock. “So lovely with my cock in your mouth. I think someone’s ready for their final lesson. Are you ready for me to teach you how to be a good girl, Miss Black?”
“Mmmhmmm!!!” moaned Sirius, looking up. Maybe now his Master would finally let him out of the cage.
“Come here, love.”
Sirius finally pulled himself off of Remus’ cock and moved to lay next to Remus, who started gently massaging his sore jaw.
“How do you feel, love?” he asked, pulling Sirius close.
“So good, Professor. So good,” breathed Sirius.
“Did you enjoy that, sweetheart?” he asked, pushing Sirius down and climbing on top of him
“Yes, sir! I love your cock so much,” he whined.
“I know, darling, I know you do. But now it’s time for another lesson. You’ve listened so well for me so far and I think it’s time to reward you.”
Sirius’ eyes instantly traveled down to his cock cage and then back up to Remus, silently hoping that maybe Remus might unlock the cage.
“Sweetheart,” scolded Remus. “We already talked about this. You’re going to leave that cage on until I’m satisfied. I’m going to teach you how to come like a good girl. And good girls don’t come from their cocks being touched.”
“Ughhh!” cried Sirius, throwing his head to the side. He was so unbelievably frustrated that the cage was starting to fill with precome. Not to mention, Remus' words were so devastatingly hot that he could barely stand the lack of sensation on his cock.
“Don’t worry, darling. I’ll be good to you. But someone needs to learn how to have a proper orgasm. Would you like me to teach you?”
“Yes!” cried Sirius, almost shaking with how difficult it was not to be touched. “Please! Please show me?”
“Arms up, darling,” said Remus, flicking his wand. Sirius put his arms above his head and the silk restraints appeared, tying him tightly to the bedposts.
Remus gathered several pillows to place underneath Sirius before he lathered his fingers in lubricant and reached up Sirius’ skirt. Slowly and torturously, he worked on opening Sirius up, gently stroking his prostate and watching in awe as Sirius writhed around and cried out in pleasure.
“My, my…” said Remus in that sexy bedroom voice with the deep tones that was only for Sirius. “Is this what you’ve been wanting, sweetheart?”
“Uhhngg!!!! Yes!!!” cried Sirius, body absolutely shaking as he thrust his hips into Remus’ fingers. The sensation was unreal; his cock was trying to get hard but it just couldn’t and the sensation of Remus stroking his prostate sent electric jolts up his spine and down to his toes and fingers.
Remus snuck a third finger in and let Sirius writhe around, fucking himself on Remus’ hand without Remus even having to move an inch. Remus absolutely lost himself in the sight of Sirius so unwound in the pleasure that he didn’t even realize Remus wasn’t moving anymore.
“Good Gods,” whispered Remus as Sirius rolled his hips into Remus’ fingertips. “That’s it, baby. That’s my good girl.”
“Fuck!” Sirius yelled, throwing his head back and panting hard, eyelids pressed shut. “Please! Please fuck me!”
“Ask me nicely, sweetheart,” growled Remus as he started humping his own hard cock into Sirius’ thigh.
“Fuck! I can’t! I can’t! I need it now!”
Remus realized that Sirius was quickly approaching his limit and slowly pulled his fingers out before spilling a generous amount of lubricant over his cock and positioning himself between Sirius’ legs. He lined his cock up and pushed hard.
“Ahhh!! Ohhh… Fuck!” cried Sirius, limbs completely liquified as Remus pushed all the way inside.
Remus held his ass up and positioned himself right where he knew that sweet spot inside of Sirius was, stroking gently in that same spot over and over as Sirius pulled hard on the restraints.
“That’s it. That’s it, baby. Come for me whenever you want,” groaned Remus, working his cock into Sirius.
“Fuck! Fuck… FUCK!” cried Sirius as a heatwave flooded his entire core before spreading out all over his body. Everything was icy and hot as come pulsed out of his cock and violent jolts shot through every single nerve in his body.
Remus’ mouth hung open as he watched Sirius scream out in pleasure on his cock before the soul-bonding spell kicked in and flooded Remus’ own body with every sensation that Sirius felt.
“Holy FUCK!” cried Remus, buckling over and spilling an obscene amount of come into Sirius. It felt like their orgasm lasted forever, both of them riding one another’s out until neither one of them could breathe.
Remus absolutely collapsed onto Sirius. The moment he caught his breath, he quickly untied the restraints and flicked his wand, vanishing Sirius’ clothes and the cage away before climbing next to him.
“My Gods !” said Sirius panting.
“I know,” replied Remus, equally out of breath. “Are you okay?”
“Am I…?” asked Sirius, turning his head to Remus as he started to laugh. “Love, I’m better than okay! I think I just transcended space and time.”
Remus smiled and let out a loud laugh before rolling over to plant a shaky kiss on Sirius’ cheek. As soon as his strength returned, Remus stood and started running the bath. He walked back towards the bed and held both hands out for Sirius, who barely had the strength to move. Remus gently guided Sirius to the bathtub before lifting him and placing him gently in the water.
He stepped into the bath and gently pushed Sirius forward so that he could sit in Remus’ lap. Sirius melted into Remus’ touch and let out a long sigh as Remus started working shampoo into his hair.
“Fucking hell…” whispered Sirius. “How is it that you know exactly what to do to get me off?”
“Ha! I could ask you the same thing,” said Remus, cupping his hands to gather water as he rinsed the soap out of Sirius’ hair.
“Tell me you love me?” asked Sirius with that sweet and brilliant smile, as he turned around and placed his knees on either side of Remus’ hips.
“Ohhhh… darling…” said Remus, shaking his head a little. “I don’t think they’ve made up the words yet to tell you how much I love you. You'll need to tell the dictionary people that they're slacking in their work.”
Sirius chuckled and rubbed their noses together before sinking into Remus’ arms. They stayed cuddled up in the bathtub for awhile, kissing and laughing together before Sirius asked if they could do something special together.
“Anything, love. Anything you want,” sighed Remus in delight.
They got out of the bathtub and walked down the steps of the villa to the beach totally naked and swam together in the moonlit ocean. When they were waist deep, Sirius grabbed Remus and pulled him in, guiding his legs around Sirius’ waist.
“I’ll always love you, you know,” whispered Sirius under the starlight as he held his husband tightly.
“And I’ll always love you more,” sighed Remus, as they kissed under the night sky.