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at any regular point in the day, it was not unusual to hear sirius talking off the ear of anybody who was willing to listen to him. in fact, sirius found it difficult not to talk. whether about miscellaneous topics or running his mouth off at anyone who would let him get away with it, sirius could just talk all day long.
but, things were different with remus. everything was different with remus, and sirius loved it, even when he was left reeling at the consequences of his own actions.
there was a large hand grabbing him by the nape of his neck and shoving him down into the pillow, obstructing his breathing and sense of reality, as well as guiding his body into an arch.
his knees felt sore and he could already feel the slight carpet burn on them developing, however the twinge of pain only contributed to the leaking of his cock. he had given up on trying to hold himself up on all fours, especially when he had an absolute devil of a man driving into him repeatedly, making him lose his mind.
his arms had given out not long after remus had set a pace that was bound to ruin sirius, and remus had used sirius’ moment of weakness to grab a hold of his limp arms and put them behind his back, holding them there to use as leverage. sirius was left to pant into the pillow that they had hastily snatched from the couch nearby, forced to just take whatever remus gave him.
the only sounds coming out of sirius’ mouth were desperate moans and a repetitive “ah, ah, ah."
remus could only just barely hold back his laugh when he took notice of the way that sirius’ thighs began to shake fiercely, signaling his impending orgasm.
“gonna cum baby?” remus cooed, continuing the rough and desperate pace that he knew melted sirius into a puddle. sirius loved it fast and hard, he lived for the feeling he got when remus fucked him like this. feeling like the only thing that mattered was just him and remus going at it like animals.
sirius had no words left in him, so all he could do was feverishly nod his head at remus’ words.
“i love you like this,” remus grunted, slowing down his thrusts just to spite sirius. he began alternating between a slow and filthy grind that allowed him to savor the way sirius would sporadically clench around his cock, almost like he was trying to milk remus’ cum. then, he would switch to slow, but deep and forceful thrusts where he would pull out until only the tip was inside. when he fucked into sirius, he made sure sirius could feel all of him, unable to scramble away but forced to succumb to the pleasure remus was making him feel.
“all fucked out, lookin’ like a dumb little puppy,” remus could feel his own breathing getting erratic. he was desperate to cum, but he was even more desperate to ruin sirius.
sirius’ cock was leaking steadily, and the bright red tip of it was so sensitive from occasionally scratching against the rough material of the carpet below. remus could see the way sirius had his hands clenched into tight fists, unable to hold on to anything and help him brace himself against the onslaught of arousal.
“fuckin’ quiet, finally,” remus groaned at the way sirius clenched when he brushed up against his prostate just right. “if i knew that fucking you like a bitch would get you to shut the fuck up, i would have done it sooner.”
sirius felt like he was in the most heavenly place in hell. all he could think about was the way remus pounded into him in a way no one else has ever been able to, fucking him dumb. remus’ hands holding him in place, remus’ deep voice, the feeling of remus’ still fully clothed body on his bare back when he leaned down to whisper in sirius’ ear. remus, remus, remus.
“you want my cum, puppy?” unable to hold back a breathy chuckle when sirius let out a pitiful whine at his words.
remus squeezed his hand that was still holding onto sirius’ nape, never enough to truly choke but just for sirius to be reminded of the power remus held over him at this moment.
“well then beg for it,” remus let go from holding sirius’ hands behind his back, choosing to wrap his arm around sirius’ middle and pulling sirius into an upright position with his back against remus’ chest. remus moved the hand on sirius’ nape to wrap loosely around his throat instead.
this new position with the both of them standing upright on their knees, sirius almost entirely supported by remus’ arms, allowed remus’ cock to go even deeper inside the other’s hole.
without the pillow muffling his sounds, sirius’ harsh breaths and pathetic noises sounded clearer. and it was like music to remus’ ears.
“what? my cock made you too dumb to speak?” remus taunted when sirius only continued to whimper and whine at the way it felt like remus was practically in his guts with this new angle.
“yeah, stupid sluts like you are only good for taking cock, huh?” remus could feel the coil in his lower belly wound impossibly tight and he had to restrain from unexpectedly cumming before he made sirius fall apart.
“w-wan’ your pups,” sirius slurred, his voice meek and soft in the way that it got when he was just about to be pushed over the edge.
remus felt the air leave his lungs, moaning out a desperate swear. he brought his hand that was holding onto sirius’ waist, down to his weeping cock and rubbed circles on the tip - just the way he knew sirius loved.
“fuck, yeah? want my pups in you? gonna breed you like the bitch you are,” remus felt the way sirius’ entire body tensed and the way the hand on his cock was covered in streaks of warm cum.
the way sirius’ hole twitched with the force of his orgasm was enough to push remus over the edge. eyes rolling back and ears ringing at the strength of it, both of them could feel the way remus pumped his load of cum into sirius, and how sirius seemingly tried to milk every drop out of remus.
once they had both finished riding out their climaxes, remus slowly pulled out. he marveled at the way that his cum leaked out, feeling a sick sense of satisfaction and possessiveness over the way he had left his mark on such an intimate part of his partner.
sirius, still panting and red cheeked, trying to come back to reality, could only smile widely. his tendency to never stop talking seemed to have redeeming qualities afterall.
although, the smile was quickly wiped off his face when remus trailed his hands over his inner thighs that were quickly being covered in the leaking cum, his fingers sweeping it up and smearing it on sirius’ oversensitive hole.
“what are you smiling for? i’m not done with you yet, baby.”