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Title: Biker
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Sirius brings his bike home; Remus is more distracted by his leathers.
Author's Notes: This was written for![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
hogwarts365's Prompt 31.
Sirius was standing next to a Muggle motorbike, black and chrome and fast-looking, but that wasn’t why Remus was staring. It was the leather. Sirius was dressed entirely in leather – from his boots to his jacket – with his long hair pulled back into a tail at the back of his neck. It made him look like a Muggle actor.
He shot Remus a wide, dazzling grin and spread out his arms. “What do you think?”
He probably meant the bike, but frankly, that was the last thing on Remus’ mind. The movement had tightened Sirius’ jacket over his chest and arms and the – was that armour? – plating that protected him. He couldn’t answer the question. His mouth had gone suddenly very dry, and his cock was starting to harden in his trousers.
Fuck but Sirius looked incredible.
He stepped forward, having to focus unnaturally hard on putting one foot in front of the other, and he reached out to touch. Silver eyes widened when his fingers brushed over Sirius’ hip instead of the bike, before Sirius’ grin softened into something entirely more predatory and he closed his arms around Remus’ waist, drawing him close.
He was hard in unusual places – protected – and the combination of leather and armour made his movements slightly stiff, but Remus didn’t care. Like this, wrapped in Sirius’ arms, the smell of the leather was waking something primal in the back of his mind. He wanted to bite. Not to infect, but to taste; he wanted to drag Sirius into their flat and drop to his knees and let Sirius fuck his mouth, still wearing his tight leathers so that Remus could drown himself in that glorious scent.
He pressed his face into the curve of Sirius’ neck and inhaled deeply, and a soft, possessive growl rumbled in his chest.
“It pleases you, doesn’t it?” Sirius murmured, his breath hot on Remus’ ear.
In response, Remus pressed his hips forward, pressing his erection hard against Sirius’ thigh and eliciting a breathless laugh from his lover. Gloved hands slid down his back to his arse and back up, slipping under his jumper to rub circles on his skin. Remus snapped.
“Flat. Now.”
Author: Evandar
Fandom: Harry Potter
Rating: PG-13
Genre: Romance
Pairings: Sirius Black/Remus Lupin
Disclaimer: I do not own Harry Potter and am making no profit from this story.
Summary: Sirius brings his bike home; Remus is more distracted by his leathers.
Author's Notes: This was written for
hogwarts365's Prompt 31. Sirius was standing next to a Muggle motorbike, black and chrome and fast-looking, but that wasn’t why Remus was staring. It was the leather. Sirius was dressed entirely in leather – from his boots to his jacket – with his long hair pulled back into a tail at the back of his neck. It made him look like a Muggle actor.
He shot Remus a wide, dazzling grin and spread out his arms. “What do you think?”
He probably meant the bike, but frankly, that was the last thing on Remus’ mind. The movement had tightened Sirius’ jacket over his chest and arms and the – was that armour? – plating that protected him. He couldn’t answer the question. His mouth had gone suddenly very dry, and his cock was starting to harden in his trousers.
Fuck but Sirius looked incredible.
He stepped forward, having to focus unnaturally hard on putting one foot in front of the other, and he reached out to touch. Silver eyes widened when his fingers brushed over Sirius’ hip instead of the bike, before Sirius’ grin softened into something entirely more predatory and he closed his arms around Remus’ waist, drawing him close.
He was hard in unusual places – protected – and the combination of leather and armour made his movements slightly stiff, but Remus didn’t care. Like this, wrapped in Sirius’ arms, the smell of the leather was waking something primal in the back of his mind. He wanted to bite. Not to infect, but to taste; he wanted to drag Sirius into their flat and drop to his knees and let Sirius fuck his mouth, still wearing his tight leathers so that Remus could drown himself in that glorious scent.
He pressed his face into the curve of Sirius’ neck and inhaled deeply, and a soft, possessive growl rumbled in his chest.
“It pleases you, doesn’t it?” Sirius murmured, his breath hot on Remus’ ear.
In response, Remus pressed his hips forward, pressing his erection hard against Sirius’ thigh and eliciting a breathless laugh from his lover. Gloved hands slid down his back to his arse and back up, slipping under his jumper to rub circles on his skin. Remus snapped.
“Flat. Now.”
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Date: 2014-04-12 09:39 pm (UTC)From:Great job! <3
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Date: 2014-04-12 09:53 pm (UTC)From:Sirius in bike leathers is one of my favourite things. Mmmmm...
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Date: 2014-04-19 10:17 pm (UTC)From:That was ridiculously hot.
Damn.
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