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Sirius was in a mood. And Sirius in a mood was quite the the force to be reckoned with. When he woke up earlier that morning, his face nestled into the junction between Remus' neck and shoulder, all he had wanted was to stay right there. No work, no interaction with the world, just them, cuddled up in bed in their little flat in Chinatown. Remus, however had other plans, pointing out that in order to be comfortable in their flat, atleast one of them had to actually work. By now Sirius was claiming he was deathly ill, saying anything to get Moony to stay, but Remus stayed strong, no matter how hard is was to say no to his boy. So while Remus finished his toast and packed his bag, Sirius was stropped from where he sat on the countertop,

“Love you know if I could stay I would”, Remus said around their mouthful of toast, walking over to Sirius, placing a gentle kiss on his cheek in efforts to get rid of that heartbreaking pout.

“Well you would if you really wanted to.” Now even Sirius knew that was mean, and Remus told them as much as he adjusted the collar of his coat, gave Sirius another kiss, this one pressed to his lips, the pout still as present as ever.

“I’m gonna be late, love, but I’ll be home before you know it”

Sirius only grumbled in response, but couldn’t hide the small smile that’s graced his pretty mouth at his ridiculous antics. And with the familiar click of the door locking, Remus was gone, off the do his shift at the small bookshop a couple bus rides away. Now Sirius was really stropping. His heels kicked against the cabinet underneath him as he pondered the many many things he could get up to today. Unlike Remus, he had the day off, which to him was a blessing and a curse. While thrilled to not be cooped up in the back room of the charity shop he worked at sorting odd smelling clothes, he now had to think of a whole day of activities to occupy himself with before he went completely insane with boredom.

In reality he could think of many things to do; go on a walk, finish that painting he started two months ago, actually sort out his junk draw like he promised Remus, but the most appealing in that moment was to continue wallowing in his own dramatic self pity; an activity he was alarmingly good at. He slid off the counter only to move to drape himself across the sofa, letting out a far too theatrical sigh, throwing his arm across his eyes too for good measure. After a few minutes of this he once again realised his ridiculous dramatics and thought he would, in actuality, be better off doing something half productive with his time off.

Three hours later he began to regret that thought. You see, once Sirius had his mind set on doing something, he managed to get it done surprisingly quickly. After finishing his painting to a standard he was pleased with, doing more sorting than he had probably ever done in his whole life and finishing up the last of the washing up from last night he once again found himself outrageously bored. He had taken to sprawling out on their bed, Remus’ side not even warm anymore as it had been earlier that morning. The thought of Remus made Sirius begin to wonder. Wonder about all the things they could’ve gotten up to if Remus had in fact stayed at home for the day.

They wondered if the two of them would have indeed stayed in bed all day, exchanging loving words and gentle kisses or if those gentle kisses would turn into something more. Something more frantic and dirty. Something downright filthy. He wondered if Remus would shower him with praise, telling him what a good boy he was being and how perfect he was. Or would Remus be mean and cruel, calling him a little slut and overwhelming Sirius until he was an incoherent, drooling mess.

After all this thinking, Sirius was hard. Impossibly hard. So hard he felt he might explode right then and there; but his desire to be a slutty tease was so much stronger. If Remus wanted to leave him all alone for the day the fine. But Sirius would sure as hell show him what he was missing out on.

He rooted through the bottom draw on his side of the bed until he found what he was looking for; the black lace thong and the matching stockings and garter belt. He quickly stepped out of his boxers and put on the lingerie that he knew drive Remus wild. Sirius always felt confident wearing his whorish underwear, loving how it made him feel and how it looked in his body. The nylon stockings hugged his pale legs and allowed his tattoos to be seen faintly. The back of the thong settled in between his arse cheeks leaving very little to the imagination, the bruises left by Moony a few days ago still visible. The front was obscenely bulged from his hard cock, something that sent a thrill up his spine every time it caught his eye. He threw on one of Remus’ jumpers too, before giving himself a final look over in the mirror.

He had to admit it. He looked hot. Though it may not be the most humble to find yourself this attractive, but Sirius had always been so slightly vain. He grabbed his phone of the bedside table and got down on his knees in front of the full length mirror, legs spread, his arousal very very obvious. He took the picture with the phone half obscuring his face, though not enough to hide the needy glint in his eyes. He sent the picture to Remus with nothing but a few kisses, then sat down in the edge of the bed and waited. This was something he often did, ever the tease, but the thrill it gave him every time never died down. He imagined Remus opening the message, surrounded by people and none of them having any clue about their dirty little secret. He imagined Remus opening the message and someone accidentally seeing over his shoulder; the secret would be out, they would know what a slut their coworkers boyfriend was, sending obscene images of themselves seemingly just for fun.

Before Sirius could get too carried away with their own thoughts, Remus had responded, the notification popping up with the sound that only played when Sirius received a message from his boyfriend. Sirius’ breath caught as he read the message, Remus having clearly set the mood for their play.

‘Such a slutty boy, huh? I knew you were needy this morning, love, but this is almost pathetic xx’

Sirius bit back a moan as he typed out his response,

‘Well you left me all alone, Daddy, I just had to take care of myself xx’

‘The little brat is so desperate that he couldn’t just wait for Daddy? Is that it, whore?’

Sirius was rubbing his cock through his panties by now, lying on his back on the bed letting out little pants and whines of pleasure when Remus called him from the bathroom at the bookshop. Remus’ call was answered with small moans, his own cock twitching at the sound.

“Fuck, baby, you know you shouldn’t be touching yourself, love. What a naughty boy,” Remus’ sentence was punctuated with a condescending hum, driving Sirius even more wound up than he already was.

“Well maybe- fuck-, you should’ve th-thought of that before you left”, Sirius managed between a few high whines as he teased the head of his cock with his fingertips.

When Remus next spoke, the change in his voice was so drastically different to Sirius that if he had been just a little closer to the edge, he would’ve come on the spot.

“Listen, you needy little bitch. Let me make myself clear so I don’t have to fucking repeat myself.” His usual soft welch accent was now sharp and harsh as he spat out the words. “I’ve been let off early today so I’ll be home in half an hour. I expect to find you on your knees, blindfolded on the bedroom floor with you hands behind your back, you understand that slut?”

It took Sirius’ head a minute to compute the filthy words, but once it got through his already slight dumb-fucked brain, he could only whimper out a pathetic response which Remus skilfully interpreted as a ‘Yes Daddy’. Sirius always tried so hard to be a brat, finding pushing Moony and testing the limits thrilling, but they both knew that he would always be reduced to an obedient little puppy often by Remus’ words alone. They exchanged hurried goodbyes, Remus casually mentioning that he would be taking the longer route home, wanting Sirius as riled up as possible for when he got home.

Sirius took a few deep breaths before getting of the bed to grab their toy box from the back of their closet. It hadn’t been organised in a while, gags and paddle floated around on the top while underneath he could see their collection of plugs and other vibrating objects. Just the sight of them made him let out a small whine as he found the silk blindfold he had been looking for. He absolutely adored things like this; having to wait and be still and patient for his Moony, something his found to be extremely difficult but equally rewarding. He debated taking the jumper he was wearing off as Remus had left no instruction either way on the matter, but he decided that he would leave it on, knowing how much his boyfriend loved seeing them is his clothes.

Checking the time; he figured he’d have about twenty minutes before Remus got home. The perfect amount of time for Sirius to get really settled, just on the edge of that lovely floaty place that Remus would surely push him into. He got onto his knees near the foot of the bed, facing the door so Remus would immediately get a gorgeous view as he walked in. There was a rug underneath where he kneeled, but it offered little to no cushioning and the scratchy material bit into his calves. He grabbed get blindfold and tied around his head, pulled it down to cover his eyes then readjusted the knot to make it ever so slightly tighter. His vision was completely blocked like this, his other senses seemingly heightened; he felt every hair on his body stand on end and he placed his hands behind his back, looking the perfect picture of submission. He placed his hands on his lower back, crossed the the wrists just as instructed.

From the very start he knew his plan would work. He would tempt you Remus back home and get the fucking of a lifetime all in one go. After five minutes on his knees, Sirius could already feel himself letting go, he could feel his muscles relaxing, giving in to that foggy place he loved to be in. Moony will be home soon, He kept on telling himself. Moony will take care of you. The sound of the door unlocking made him jump, unaware of the time that had gone last while he was floating off. He heard familiar footsteps make their way to the kitchen, heard the sound of the the keys being set down in the counter, quickly followed by Remus’ bag hitting the floor. The footsteps became clearer the closer his Moony got to the bedroom, the door creaking as it opened and quietly clicking shut behind Remus.

“Well it’s nice to see that you at least follow this rule, isn’t it, love?”

Remus’ voice was devastatingly calm, Sirius’ slightly flagging hard-on perked up with interest and he let out a breathy moan.

“I asked you a question, slut, I expect you to answer,” Remus’ tone was sharper now as he began to walk circles around his boy, eyeing him up like a predator with prey.

“I can follow rules, Daddy, promise”

“We’ll see about that”, Sirius gasped as Remus grabbed a fistful of his hair, forcing his head upwards to face where he was now standing in front of them. Although Sirius couldn’t see his lovers face, he could feel his arousal hanging in the air all around the both of them, the room suddenly becoming far too hot for Remus’ jumper he was still wearing. He half questioned wether Remus could read his mind when he heard him say,

“That jumper needs to come off, love. Let me see that pretty body, hm?”.

He did what he was told, wanting to stay on Moony‘s good side, knowing he already had a few punishments lined up from his antics. He placed his hands back where the were behind him as he felt a thumb brush across his sharp cheekbone before Remus grabbed his face, fingers biting into he cheeks,

“Open wide, pup,”.

Sirius whined but obeyed, letting his lips fall apart and his tongue rest over his lower teeth. Remus spat directly into his waiting mouth, then, without warning, roughly shoved to fingers down after the spit, rubbing it all around Sirius mouth.

“What a good boy, darling,” he said as he pushed his fingers down further, making Sirius gag loudly. He continued to thrust them steadily, in and out then back in again, leaving Sirius to whine and moan with drool practically pouring down his neck, some making it down to his chest, some dripping onto the floor.

“Messy puppy, just look at you darling. This isn’t gonna get you out of punishment, you know that love?”. Sirius did know that. It’s half what he wanted all along, he thought to himself as he gagged again around his Moony’s deliciously long fingers. Said fingers were suddenly removed, making Sirius cough and gag once again and they made their retreat. Behind the blindfold, he was crying, the assault on his throat letting tears escape, some picking up residual eyeliner that now stained his cheeks. His cock was straining against the black lace, pre come slowly seeping through it where the tip on his dick was.

“I think that while your down there looking so pretty darling, Daddy wants to fuck that throat. Since you wanted to be such a naughty boy earlier, let’s see if we can fuck some sense into that pretty little head of yours”, Remus cooed, undoing his trousers and pulling them down with his boxers just enough that his hard cock was freed.

“Fuck, please Daddy,” Sirius moaned, his voice desperate and slightly hoarse “Please, want you to fuck my mouth,”.

He could hear Remus’ low chuckle as his jaw dropped, his pink puffy lips wide and ready for his Daddy’s cock. On his knees, his face was flushed and shining with spit and tears, his chest much the same, the metal bars through his nipples gleaming. His panties were drenched by now, the black lace having a slight pearly sheen to them.

“What a pretty picture, darling. So perfect for me,” Remus said as he pressed the head of his cock to Sirius’ pouting bottom lip, smearing pre-com like it was lipgloss. Sirius whimpered back, trying so hard to not just push himself forward and catch his Moony’s cock between his lips. Although Remus did adore teasing his baby, he was quickly becoming impatient himself; “Wider, baby,” he ordered, his cock leaking more pre-come as Sirius ever so obediently obeyed. He then thrust into his boy’s drooling mouth rather forcefully, making Sirius gag and splutter around his favourite treat.

Sirius absolutely adored this, the rough thrusts, how his throat felt bruised and battered after, how much of a mess he would make of himself. He loved it all. So when Remus grabbed a handful of his hair and pulled, hard, he couldn’t help but let out a filthy moan, coming out muffled due to his stuffed mouth. Remus groaned, the vibrations running through his cock adding to his pleasure. He loved this too; how rough he could be with his baby, how it felt when he was able to push past that resistance at the back of Sirius’ mouth down into his throat. The best part was how gorgeous Sirius looked. On his knees, mouthed filled but still hungry for more, trying to fit as much as he could into that filthy little mouth of his. In a particularly powerful thrust right into Sirius’ throat, they both moaned as Sirius gagged, drool spraying from his mouth thats run it’s way down his chin and neck.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” Remus moaned, closing his eyes as he continued to thrust and thrust and thrust into his boys mouth. His hand not in Sirius’ hair grabbed his throat, making Remus groan when he felt his cock through his baby’s neck.
“So fucking good for me, baby. Fucking look at you, such a messy pup for Daddy, aren’t you. Dirty boy.”

Suddenly, Remus pulled out, a strand of thick saliva connecting his cock to Sirius’ swollen and pouty lips. Sirius fell forward, only just managing to catch himself as he coughed and heaved, trying to catch his breath.

“Up, love. Now.”

Sirius managed to scramble to his feet before Remus could drag him to the bed, forcing his pliant body face down, back arched, and pert little arse raised. His head was cloudy, only Remus’ praising words and demands making their way through the fog. His hands were placed on his lower back once again, crossed at the wrists just as they were before. He was ordered to ‘Stay..’ as he felt Remus kneel behind him on the bed, leaning over him to press kisses to his shoulders, down his spine. Sirius also noticed he was wearing less clothing than he was a few minutes ago, presumably having taken them just after posing Sirius exactly how he wanted.

“Please Daddy,” Sirius whispered, if his voice wasn’t hoarse before it definitely was now. He arched his back more, pushing back his arse in a way he hoped was tempting his Moony to just fuck him. His cock was painfully hard, straining in his soaked panties, having received barely any attention since Remus got home.

“You seem to have forgotten about you punishment, baby, haven’t you?” He had. Fuck. “I was gonna spank you, darling. Was gonna make that arse nice and pink for me, but I think I’ve changed my mind.”

“Please,” Sirius moaned, “anything”. He sounded as wrecked as he felt. A sharp slap hit his arse, making him gasp, then moan, at the sudden impact.

“Quiet, slut.”, Remus hissed as he leaned down to whisper in his boy’s ear. “I was gonna spank you but i think a little whore like you would like that too much”. Another slap, this time on his other arse cheek, proved his point as Sirius let out another long, dirty moan.

“You wont come until I tell you too, and when you’re allowed it’ll be only from my cock, understand pup?” Remus said as he reached for the lube in the bedside drawer.

“Yes Daddy.”

Remus re-positioned himself into between Sirius’ spread legs, opting to keep the slutty panties on, liking how they hugged his baby’s arse. He pushed them aside and quickly got to work prepping the tight little hole. Sirius let out a deep moan as a thick lubed finger entered his arse, finally getting a step closer to getting that big cock he desired. He bucked his hips back as another finger was pushed in alongside the first, the burn of the stretch driving him further to insanity. When Remus deemed it appropriate, a third finger was added; although Sirius liked it to hurt, Remus always made sure to never do any actual harm. Sirius whined as the fingers were removed, all he could think about was being filled, fucked, bred buy his Moony’s huge cock.

“Patience, love”, Remus chuckled as he grabbed Sirius’ hip firmly with one hand and lined himself up with the other. Sirius keened as he felt his rim being breached by the head of his Daddy’s cock. Inch by inch, Remus gently pushed forward until his hips met Sirius’ arse, groaning once he was fully wrapped it the tight wetness that was his boy’s hole.

“Please, fuck, please move Daddy, need you fuc-“ Sirius’ begging was cut short with a scream, forced out of him by a series of sharp, hard thrusts nailing his prostate every single time.

“What was that, darling? Is Daddy’s cock making you too dumb to talk? Is that it, baby boy?” Remus cooed, his mocking tone making Sirius cock twitch hard in his panties, already so, so close, dreading having to hold off his orgasm, knowing that Remus would drag it out as long as humanly possible. Sadistic bastard. A strong hand pushed his chest further into the sheets, while the one in his hip angle him slightly higher; every deep thrust seemed to push even further, Remus’ cock forcing its way into Sirius’ arse, dragging across his prostate deliciously on each outward stroke. Remus groaned as he pounded into Sirius, wanting his boy to be sobbing behind his blindfold by the time he was finished with him.

“Good boy, baby. You’re taking me so fucking well. So fucking good for me.” Sirius couldn’t bring himself to respond, his mouth open in a silent scream and all his focus on being good and not coming that very second. The hand on his back moved up to grab his hair, forcing his face into the pillow, his moans and sobs muffled as Remus bit and sucked and kissed the back of his neck, leaving red marks he knew would be purple by tomorrow.

“Fuck, baby,” Remus’ breath was hot on the back of Sirius’ neck, “Gonna fucking breed you, baby. Gonna fucking fill you up so good. You want that, sweetheart?”

“Yes, fuck, yes yes, please Daddy!” Sirius managed between the sobs leaving his pretty mouth.

“Say it, slut. Tell Daddy you want him to breed you.”

“Breed me Daddy, please,” Sirius screamed, “Fill me up so good Daddy, please. Breed my hole full of your cum, please!”.

And with that, Remus came deep in Sirius’ hole, so deep he doubted it would even drip out when he pulled out. He fucked himself through it, finally taking pity on his boy as he reached round and rubbed his flushed, leaking cock through the soaked panties.

“Come for me, baby.”

And with a scream, he did. His come added to the mess in his panties, seeping through onto Remus’ hand as he rutted against it through the aftershocks.

After that was a hazy blur; he was distantly aware of Remus’ soothing praise and a warm cloth cleaning him up. His panties were removed and he was wrapped up in the jumper belonging to Moony he had been wearing earlier. Remus settled back in the bed and scooped Sirius up, offering him water and chocolate in attempt to bring him back to earth.

Once Remus was satisfied his precious boy was happy, the pair drifted off into sleep, both fucked out and exhausted.