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8 Months Prior
Remus looked around his sparsely decorated penthouse, feeling lonely, horny, and mostly bored. He had spent the better part of the year without a single person in his home other than his parents for the occasional dinner but mostly, his overly large space went unused. While he didnt miss the constant thrum of company, he was lonely most of the time. He did the dating apps but once people smelled his worth, monetary worth that is, they demanded extravagance and frankly, Remus found none of them worth the spoils. He was absolutely not stingy with his overflowing bank accounts but the company was less than desirable usually . He scarcely found the men from the dating apps to be anything but woefully boring. Remus was tired of boredom which is how he found himself elbow deep in looking at adult performer profiles on OnlyFans. Remus was not a frequent flier with adult performers, he found the acts to be less than satisfactory with little to no personality shining through, the performers simply did what brought in the most money, which Remus respected, it was a job after all and people had bills to pay.
That was the general consensus until he stumbled upon the whimpering mess that was Puppy Star. Puppy Star’s free site had small clips of his performances and Remus was instantly hooked, immediately signing up for the monthly subscription to access all his content. Remus spent an hour watching videos of this black haired boy playing alone with himself but he had personality, Remus noticed that right off the bat even in the short clips he had for free on his site. He loved watching Puppy Star open himself up with small mewls, drool on his lips, gray eyes rolling in the back of his head as he pleasured himself with an obscene amount of toys. Remus experimented with watching a few lives tipping large amounts of money during the performances but he wanted more, something curated for him, and him only. Remus was a bit possessive when he saw something he wanted, and he wanted Puppy Star. Remus had felt a thrum of desire when he had requested his first solo live with Puppy Star. But he soon found he wanted shows where he had control, control over the clothing, the toys, the experience of Puppy Star’s pleasure.
He had begun to get into the rhythm of requesting weekly lives, always paying generously for Puppy Star’s time, Remus would pay anything for those whimpers, his username on the breath of Puppy’s petal pink lips. He started to send gifts to Puppy Star, only for him to use for Remus. Puppy Star was always so willing to do whatever Remus asked and Remus was more than willing to command him as he pleased. They quickly fell into an easy relationship between Remus' demands and Puppy’s submission to his deepest desires. He wanted Puppy’s desired filled eyes only on Remus. But Remus knew his star had to make an income so he reeled back his possessiveness as much as he could muster. Somedays, he would fantastize about being Puppy’s only provider, fuck, Remus had more than enough money to take care of 100 Puppy’s if he really wanted to but he had his eyes on only one. Remus wanted. And wanted. And wanted. His Puppy was such a good boy for him.
Present Day
Remus somehow wasn’t surprised at the turn of events of him seeing Puppy in that queer club. Puppy Star, his star, his Sirius. He played with the name in his mind, Sirius Sirius Sirius. When he touched Sirius’ hips for the first time, he had felt that possessiveness all over again. And when Sirius grinned down on his leg, it was pure bliss. Sirius was such a good boy for Remus. The fact Sirius seemed to have felt the electric pull between them as well made Remus’ hands bring Sirius closer to his body so they had no air between them and Remus inhaled Sirius’ scent, sweat with smoky sweetness underneath. He had to make Sirius his.
So, that’s how he found himself on a Saturday night, sat across from Sirius at the fanciest restaurant his assistant could find him on such short notice. He had sent Sirius money to buy himself an outfit for the evening as well as sent along a toy for Sirius to use during the dinner. Sirius was dressed immaculately, with tailored smart Tom Ford suit, all the lace trimmings Sirius requested, deep forest green button up, and scuff free R13 platform boots. Remus didn’t even bulk at the 2k price tag of the boots alone, he knew Sirius wanted to feel beautiful. But the best part was beneath the clothing, Sirius currently wore a lightly pulsating plug that Remus could control through an app. Remus loved nothing more than watching Sirius squirm in his seat during their dinner. Remus’ assistant had booked them the full tasting menu with wine pairings for every course.
Remus smirked as Sirius’ eyes began to roll in the back of his head with low pants emanating from his soft lips. Sirius was visibly shivering at the edging he was receiving.
“Sirius, baby, you have to be quiet,” Remus purred with a knowing smirk. Sirius’ lids were heavy with desire as he whimpered out, “I am trying my Moony but it just feels so good-, goo-, good,” he said breathlessly. Sirius moved his hands off the table and Remus tsked.
“Hands on the table Sirius,” he said in a demanding tone as he took a bite of his wagyu tartar. Sirius placed his hands palmed face down on the table.
“Eat baby, you’re being such a good baby for me right now, I promise it’ll all be worth it, but you need to eat for me baby, okay?” Remus whispered over the table. Sirius immediately preened at the praise and took tentative bites of his food, moaning at the taste, or what Remus suspected was an excuse to make noise. Remus always loved that about Sirius, how loud he was, how little movements made him whimper with drool pooling out of his mouth. Remus knew Sirius was having a difficult time keeping quiet while the toy pulsed inside his body. Remus took pleasure in watching Sirius clench his jaw through shivers of unbridled pleasure coursing his body. Remus took pity on Sirius during their fourth course and turned off the toy briefly before resuming it when their next course was delivered.
Sirius began to let out small pants and mewls, the live piano music barely loud enough to drown out the noises, “Sirius, you must quiet down or I’ll have to punish you for being a bad puppy,” Remus told Sirius in a firm but gentle voice. Sirius nodded up and down, poor puppy was wordless, straining against the hedonistic sensations Remus was sure he was experiencing. After Sirius’ fourth muffled moan, Remus had had enough and stood up from the table.
“Come Sirius, we are going to the bathroom right now,” he commanded. Sirius stood onto his wobbly legs as Remus led him to a private bathroom. Remus looked the bathroom attendant up and down and said “leave.” The young boy hightailed out of the vicinity. Remus gently gripped Sirius’ arm as he led Sirius into the low-light bathroom.
“On your knees my star,” Sirius immediately obeyed and got onto his knees in front of Remus. Sirius began to paw at his pants, his desire straining against his tailored chinos. Remus tsked and Sirius stopped his pawing.
“Please Remus, please please let me touch myself,” Sirius was begging Remus, and Remus had never seen a more beautiful sight in his life.
“Hands on your knees my star,” he commanded. Sirius complied.
“You weren’t being quiet baby, I told you, you have to be quiet, now I have to fill up that pretty mouth of yours so you can't make a single noise,” Remus said firmly, reaching out his hand to brush his thumb across Sirius’ plush bottom lip.
“Unbuckle my belt,” Remus was going to have his way with that pretty mouth, lips already glistening with spit. Sirius’ hands were shaking as he unbuckled Remus’ belt and pants buttons, but Remus gently grabbed Sirius’ wrist.
“Beg for it,” Remus replied and Sirius looked into his eyes, lids hooded with desire as he began to beg for Remus’ cock in his mouth to shut him up.
“Please my moony, I can’t be quiet I need, I nee-, I need you in my mouth, please, I want to be a good boy, let me be your good boy,” Sirius began to paw at Remus’ pants. Remus grabbed Sirius' jaw, “You want me that bad baby? Hmm? Will you be a good boy if I fuck your pretty mouth?” Sirius nodded with fervor, always happy to please.
Remus gave him a nod and Sirius began to unbutton Remus’ pants, his cock throbbing and leaking already. Sirius palmed Remus’ hardened length and pulled his briefs down, Remus’ cock springing free. Sirius licked his lips before taking Remus’ length into his mouth but Remus wanted to fuck his mouth until Sirius was squirming on the tiled floor. Remus snaked his hands into Sirius’ hair and grabbed two handfuls of hair at his scalp as he relentless fucked into Sirius’ mouth.
Remus sung out praises to Sirius, “you’re the prettiest Puppy, look how good to take all of my cock Sirius,” and “eyes open Sirius, I want to see those tears stream down your beautiful face,” and “you were made for me.” Remus thrusted into Sirius mouth, Sirius whimpered and mewls through the mouthful of Remus’ cock. Sirius gagged on Remus’ cock as he hit the back of his throat with his thrusts, using his hair as leverage to press as deeply as he could into Sirius’ mouth. Remus felt his orgasm build in his abdomen as he watched Sirius moan through the thrusts.
“You are such a good puppy baby, just look how beautiful you are, you take me so well baby, you’re being so good,” Remus commended Sirius as he squirted down Sirius’ throat. Sirius looked thoroughly fucked, with drool dripping off his chin mixed with Remus’ semen, eyes rolled in the back of his head.
“Touch yourself baby,” Sirius wasted no time unbuckling his pants pulling out his pink cock dripping with precum.
“Moony, oh my Moony, my Moony,” Sirius sang as he pleasured himself, Remus pulled out his phone and increased the vibration on the toy. Sirius mewled as he stroked his cock faster and faster. Remus knew Sirius’ orgasm was building, he always knew when Sirius was about to come.
“Stop,” Remus demanded and Sirius’ handstilled immediately but he let out a huff of indignation.
“Please Moony, I want to cum for you, please let me cum Moony, I have been such a good boy, haven’t I?” Sirius looked Remus with his big gray puppy eyes with unshed tears welling up in the corners. Remus considered letting Sirius cum all over the bathroom floor right then and there. He loved watching Sirius beg, on the edge of orgasm. But he also knew Sirius loved to be edged.
“Dinner is waiting for us,” Remus replied coolly and he thought Sirius was going to break down and cry right there from being edged for over an hour. Remus immediately felt guilty. He enjoyed playing with Sirius, but only if Sirius wanted it.
“Oh my star, do we need to stop for the evening while we finish dinner? We can have more fun later if you’d prefer, or you can finish in this bathroom but I had planned on something more fun we can do at my place,” Remus tenderly knelt down and carrassed Sirius’ face with his large hands and Sirius closed his eyes and rubbed against Remus’ hand.
“I, I think I can wait but I really can’t do anymore vibration Moony, I’ll ruin these nice pants and embarrass us both at dinner,” Remus nodded his head once.
“Of course baby, you’re still the pretty boy and you’ve done so well baby, so so good,” Sirius was grinning ear to ear at the praise, “let’s get you cleaned up hmmm?” Remus took Sirius by the hand and helped him off the floor, Remus was sure Sirius would have bruised on his knees he would tend to later. Remus walked Sirius over to the luxurious bathroom sink and used a cloth to dab the spit off of Sirius’ chin, and a new clean one to dab away the tears and touch up the streaks of mascara and eyeliner smudges. Remus used his finger to comb out Sirius' curls and gently caressed Sirius’ face as he brought their lips together.
“Perfect,” Remus said as he took a step back to look at Sirius. Sirius was thin but had lean muscles, shorter than Remus, but beautiful, otherworldly gorgeous. Remus tugged Sirius into his arms and kissed the top of his head. Sirius was blushing as Remus pulled them both out of the bathroom and back into their seats. Remus had turned off the vibrator before they had left the bathroom but still had satisfaction Sirius wore it for so long. Sirius really was magnificent and Remus couldn’t believe he was his to spoil.
They finished their meals with light conversations, talking about each other's family background, where they went to uni, what they did in their free time (which Remus embarrassingly admitted was very, very boring,) and talked about any future goals and plans. Remus had found out that Sirius had a brother Regulus, and a best friend James who was more or less another brother who was dating his baby brother, Remus smiled at the thought. Sirius didn’t talk to his parents but didn’t explain further, Remus didn’t push, Sirius would talk if he wanted to and Remus would always be there to listen. Sirius had dropped out of uni to be a full-time content creator but he had been studying literature. Sirius read books on his free time when he wasn’t spending time with his social groups.
Remus talked a bit about his parents, they ran a non-profit charity for the education of marginalized groups throughout the UK, giving scholarships and such to the underprivileged, especially young single mothers. Remus had gone to uni for art history and through his parents social circle, had landed himself a cozy job of art dealing. Remus had stated he was very content with his job, he got to touch timeless pieces and see them go into homes and museums. He had even overseen restorations throughout his career. Due to Remus’ job, he traveled a lot. He lost count how many countries he had visited but part of his job was art appraisal and working with specialists to pick out fraudulent art pieces. He was happy, he stated. But what he couldn’t say was that he was desperately lonely.
Remus paid for their bill and called for a car to pick them up. Remus did not like driving in the city, he had a car he would drive to his cottage in Yorkshire when he needed to be away from all the noise. He wondered if Sirius would mind a little vacation to the cottage with him. He had never brought someone he was dating to his cottage, it was entirely too intimate of a gesture but he would be lying if he wouldn’t admit to himself that he was falling head over heels for Sirius.
A black Audi A6 pulled up to the curb, and Remus opened the door for Sirius to climb in. They sat in companionable silence as they made their way back to Remus’ flat, Remus’ hand perched on Sirius’ thigh the whole drive. When they got to his building, he thanked the driver, tipped him, and steered Sirisu towards the glass doors that lead into his building. The door man, Severus, sneered at Remus as he opened the door for the two men.
When they made it into the elevator and Remus hit the top button, he turned to Sirius and said, “Sev have never liked me, not sure why, I have hardly said more than three words to the man outside of polite thank yous, but he’s always had it out for me, once,” Remus chuckled to himself, “He actually tripped me walking out the door.” Remus rolled his eyes.
“Why don’t you just have him be fired?” Sirius asked.
“Oh, Sev, he is nasty but he is reliable and I can’t take away someone’s job for just being himself,” Remus chuckled as he replied. He didn’t mention his parents owned this whole building and Sev was little more than his parents charity case project. Sev was the son of one of their scholarship winners, a single mother who was going to university at a later age, and when he was of age, they offered him a job that paid exorbitantly for a doorman while he went to uni. Remus really had no hard feelings for the kid, even though he could use a little less product in his hair.
Sirius nodded and smiled at Remus, “do you even have a mean bone in your body Remus?” Remus chewed on Sirius’ question in his head. Remus could be stern, a bit demanding, and a little arrogant but he was never mean.
“I don’t think so baby, never for you at least,” Remus crowded Sirius against the elevator wall, bringing their lips together in fevered kisses until the bell rang that they had made it to the top floor. Remus led Sirius into his penthouse and Sirius gawked at the place but frowned.
“You weren’t kidding when you said your place was boring Remus,” Sirius laughed, “you're an art dealer and yet, you have literally no art, anywhere!” Remus blushed at that little detail. Remus never purchased the art that he sold. He wasn’t home enough to really care but he supposed if Sirius was going to be here more often, he could throw some effort into his living quarters.
“My brother, Reggie, he does interior designing, if you’d like to meet him soon, maybe you two can talk shop about redesigning this gray space,” Sirius said as he twirled around the foyer, frowning at the blank walls. Remus grabbed hold of Sirius’ and gave him a quick tour. While his living area was mostly plain, he did have a library he loved and showed Sirius. The room was warm, with cozy chairs, a fireplace, and shelves on shelves of books. Sirius was grinning ear to ear as he let go of Remus’ hand and brushed the books on the shelves, admiring the spines and picking a few volumes up, reading the spine, and placing them down.
“I could spend a lifetime in here,” Sirius said over his shoulder at Remus. Remus was awestruck at how beautifully Sirius fit in this room, he could imagine now hiding away from the world of responsibilities and reading for hours with Sirius tucked into his side. He made a mental note to buy a larger lounging couch for the two of them to do just that. Maybe Regulus could have a go at making the space even cozier. Remus trailed behind Sirius with a wicked grin as he pulled out his phone and started the toy back up. Sirius let out a yelp of surprise at the toy's sudden vibration. Remus crowded Sirius up against a bookshelf, his chest to Sirius’ back, moved Sirius’ black curls off his milky white neck, and began to pepper kisses along the neck. Remus reached his arms around Sirius to hold him in place, and Sirius moaned at the contact. Remus took one of Sirius’ earlobes into his mouth and Sirius melted into Remus’ body. Sirius’ hands were up against the bookshelf as Remus ground himself into Sirius’ ass. Sirius’ began to squirm and Remus relished in it all. Sirius, here, panting under Remus’ touch. Remus snaked his hand up Sirius’ chest and up to his delicate throat and gave a gentle squeeze. Sirius rocked his hips and bent his head back to rest Remus' chest groaning at the touches.
Remus continued his way up to Sirius' jaw, trailing fingers up to his mouth where Sirius parted his lips as if on command. Remus inserted two fingers into Sirius’ mouth and Sirius gave them a suck with a little bit and Remus nearly exploded. In quick succession, Remus spun Sirius around and greedily took Sirius' mouth into his own, devouring the moans coming from Sirius’ lips. Sirius ground up into Remus’ hardening cock, Remus matching thrust for thrust.
Remus reached down for Sirius’ ass and lifted him up so Sirius could wrap his legs around Remus’ waist, never breaking their mouths apart as they swallowed each other's moans. Remus’ cock was straining against his trousers, begging for friction and he knew, he just knew Sirius could not deal with being edged again and Remus was willing to oblige so he pulled Sirius off from against the bookcase and dumped him on the desk. Remus took his time removing Sirius’ jacket and buttoning his shirt as Sirius reached out to do the same to Remus. Once Sirius’ naked chest was exposed, Remus worked his way down his chest with kisses, taking Sirius’ pierced nipples into his mouth, sucking gently while his other hand snaked down his thigh. Sirius was blubbering around Remus’ name, head thrown back, grabbing Remus’ sandy curls in fistfulls.
“Want me to fuck you baby?” Remus asked as he trailed down Sirius’ abdomen, leaving behind small bites on Sirius’ milky skin.
“Please Remus, fuck me please, please, please,” Sirius begged, whimpering as the soft touches Remus was trailing up this thighs. Remus reached behind Sirius and using one long swoop, he knocked off everything from his desk and told Sirius to lean back. Sirius followed his command and Remus lifted each of Sirius’ feet to undo the laces to his boots and chuck them off into the corner. He removed his socks and pressed gentle kisses to his ankles. He worked his hands slowly back up Sirius’ thighs and worked on the buttons of his pants. He slowly, achingly slowly dragged Sirius’ pants and briefs down his legs, leaving trails of kisses behind where the trousers used to sit.
Remus looked down at Sirius and said, “such a beautiful baby.” Sirius’ eyes rolled into the back of his head as Remus stroked Sirius’ hard cock, thumbing the wet slit of his head. Sirius’ hips bucked up against Remus’ hand. Remus used his other hand to unbuckle his belt and unbutton his trousers, kicking his shoes off all while stroking Sirius. Sirius was speaking unintelligible words as Remus worked him. Remus shimmied off his trousers and ripped off his socks (Author: who fucks with socks on, this is important yall.) Remus stopped stroking Sirius and Sirius pouted indignantly at the loss of contact, but Remus reached to Sirius’ ass and pulled out the vibrating toy from his ass. Sirius gasped but Remus quickly replaced the vibrator with a quick finger and Sirius let out a cry.
“Still perfectly wet baby,” Remus cooed at Sirius as he pulled his finger out. Sirius had been stretched full all over all evening and well and prepped for Remus’ cock. To ensure Sirius was as comfortable as possible, he told Sirius to spit in his hand, and Remus used the saliva on his cock before slowly pressing into Sirius.
“Such a good boy, taking my cock like this baby,” Remus praised Sirius, “you are such a beautiful baby.”
Sirius’ mascara was running down the side of his face, mouth opened, lips wet with spit, and croaking out Remus’ name in quick succession, followed by “more Moony, I need more, please fuck me Moony, please.” Remus was nothing if not a gentleman so he fucked Sirius. He rammed into Sirius relentlessly, there was time later for soft touches and slow sex later. Remus wanted to fill Sirius up to the brim with his semen. He wanted it to be dripping out of him for hours, a wet reminder to Sirius that he belonged to Remus and no one else. He could put on shows for others, but only Remus would fuck him.
Sirius was arched on the desk, hair fanned out around his hair, sweat dripping down his chest, and Remus wondered if he had died because this was heavenly, this was pure bliss. He thrusted up into Sirius’ ass harder and faster, moans slipping from his mouth, praises on his lips at how perfect his puppy was.
“Touch yourself pretty puppy,” Sirius did just that, he stroked himself, hips bucking erratically and Remus felt his orgasm build in his abdomen. He reached out a hand to grab Sirius’ delicate throat and gave it a light squeeze, nothing that would block any air but enough to send Sirius into near hysterical crying out Moony over and over. Sirius’ whole body spasmed as he spilled all over his abdomen and chest. Remus thrusted a few more times before he was panting out Sirius’ name and cumming into Sirius’ ass. Remus shuttered and limply leaned over onto Sirius. Both trying to catch their breath. He felt Sirius crying underneath him and he immediately panicked.
“Baby, baby, no whats wrong?” Remus pulled Sirius into his arms as Sirius sobbed.
“Did I hurt you, are you hurt?” Remus pulled Sirius’ face towards his, pushing stray hairs out of his eyes and using his thumb to brush away stray tears as Sirius sniffled.
“You were perfect Moony,” Sirius hiccupped, “I am just so, so happy Moony.”
Remus smiled at Sirius and kissed him, a slow kiss that swelled with emotion.
“I’ve got you baby, I’ve got you,” Remus pulled his pretty baby into his arms and scooped him up bridal style towards his room where he gently laid Sirius on his bed. He retreated to the bathroom to grab a towel to clean Sirius off. He peppered Sirius with kisses and gently wiped away his ruined makeup. Sirius looked like a thoroughly fucked angel, pale skin against Remus’ dark bedding. After they were both cleaned up, Remus took Sirius into his arms as the little spoon, their naked body slotting together perfectly.
“You were made for me,” Remus whispered into Sirius's hair as they both drifted off to sleep.
Remus woke up to Sirius curled around his body slightly shivering, Remus pulled the covers up to Sirius’ chin and slipped out of bed quietly to grab some water and turn the lights off in the flat. As he walked by the library, he heard soft vibrating and let out a chuckle. He forgot to turn off the vibrator.
Snuggled back in the warm bed with Sirius, Remus drifted back to sleep with the perfect man in his arms. Remus had never slept so well in his life. When they woke up the next morning, Remus drew Sirius a bubble bath in his clawed-foot tub and made him a quick breakfast of eggs, toast, and sausages he had picked up from the butcher yesterday. Sirius took his time soaking in the tub and Remus made sure to grab a few painkillers and prepare an ice packet for his bruised knees. Today, Remus was going to pamper Sirius.
Four Weeks Later
Remus was nervously pacing in his kitchen. He checked over the food again and again that the private chef had been making all day, making sure the wine was properly aerated, and the table was set for his three guests. Remus hadn’t been this nervous since he sold his first Monet. He heard the elevator ding in the foyer, signaling his guests had arrived. He checked his Rolex, they were right on time, and Remus went to welcome his guests to his home. Through the foyer, he heard a voice say, “Sirius, I still do not understand how you managed to snag Remus John Lupin, Sirius do you have any idea who he IS? He is one of the most high profile art dealers in the world, Sirius. The fucking WORLD, Sirius,” Remus chucked to himself. Sure, he was well-known but he always let those comments roll off his shoulders.
Sirius rounded the corner of the foyer with two men trailing behind. Sirius and Regulus were both extremely beautiful men, Regulus had the same delicate aristocratic bone structure with a thin nose, and sharp jawline. Regulus was just a tad shorter but Sirius was also wearing the platforms that Remus had purchased for him so it was hard to tell exactly. Regulus had shorter hair than Sirius, his equally dark curls framing his beautiful face. But where Sirius was lace and frills, Regulus was dressed in a smart suit. Next to Regulus was who Remus assumed was James, James was equally as beautiful as the other two men but where Regulus and Sirius were pale skinned angels, James was a bronzed god with unruly dark curls atop his head and glasses perched on his nose. Remus had a little bit of height on James vertically but James’ shoulders were broad and corded muscle showed through his white button up. James' thick thighs filled out his blue chinos and he wore bright red converse.
Sirius beamed as soon as he saw Remus and ran right into his arms, peppering kisses all over Remus’ face. They had spent nearly every day the past four weeks together and had even planned a vacation to Yorkshire next month before Remus leaves for a week-long business trip that he may or may not beg Sirius to go on with. Sirius turned around to his brothers and grinned wide as he bowed at them with dramatic arms flailing up and down at Remus.
“Reggie, Jamie, this is Remus Lupin,” Sirius announced dramatically. Remus chuckled at Sirius.
“Welcome to my home,” and reached out his hand towards Regulus who grabbed it with fervor, shaking the hand up and down in quick succession.
“I can't believe I am meeting you right now, I have been dying to meet you for years but we always manage to miss each other at galas it seems like,” Regulus’ cheeks were flamed bright pink as he kept ahold of Remus’ hand. Regulus’ eyes were a bit more blue than Sirius’ eyes he noticed. Remus blushed.
“Pleasure is mine Regulus, really, I am no one special,” Remus said shyly.
“No one special???” Regulus stammered out, “Remus, do you know who I would murder for your position to appraise, purchase, sell, and hold priceless art?! You’re also stupidly beautiful Remus, what the fuck did you parents eat before they conceived you? A Greek god?” Remus flushed further. James coughed roughly behind Regulus and everyone stared down at their still joined hands. Remus took his hand back with a laugh and Regulus gave Sirius a searing look.
“I can’t believe you’re with my idiot brother,” and then he turned away from Remus towards the hallway and said, “Marry him or I will.” Remus was gapping at Regulus. Remus met the eyes of James and James was staring daggers at Remus. Remus gave James one of his award winning smiles and reached out for his hand to shake. James grabbed his hand back, large hands crushing Remus’ in a tight grip. Sirius and Regulus began to walk towards the kitchens bickering back and forth.
“Hi Remus, I am James Potter, Regulus’ fiance,” James squeezed Remus’ hand tighter and Remus let out a laugh and patted James on the shoulder.
“You don’t have to worry about me James, I prefer the long-haired Black brother,” James smiled at that and Regulus turned back to James and said, “Come on babe, you know I only have eyes for you, I was just appreciating Remus, I have eyes .” Regulus rolled his eyes at James. James mumbled under his breath but beamed a toothy smile at Remus. James shrugged his shoulders and said, “he isn’t wrong Remus, you look like a greek model.” Remus was flushing further, he had to send his parents some flowers as thanks for the genetics.
Remus ushered everyone to the table as the chef began to plate their first course. Remus sat next to Sirius, across from Regulus, who sat next to James across from Sirius. They fell into a companionable conversation about what everyone did for work. James worked for his father’s law firm in London, and Regulus was an interior designer.
“Sirius told me you were interested in doing some renovations?” Regulus asked as he peered around Remus’ very lightly decorated dining area, “it does seem to be lacking, hmm,” Regulus trailed off as he assessed the space with a critical eye.
“I would love for you to design the space when you have the time available, money is no issue,” Remus said.
“How does an art dealer own no art?” Regulus turned his gaze back to Remus. Remus shrugged.
“I have a few pieces in my Yorkshire cottage but I just haven’t had the desire to decorate this obnoxiously large penthouse yet,” Regulus nodded up and down.
“Which pieces do you have in your cottage?” Regulus asked as he took a sip of his wine.
“I have a few Ralston Crawfords, and one Arthur Dove,” Remus told Regulus. Regulus’ eyes bulged, and immediately asked, “Which ones?”
“Oh, I have Arthur Dove’s Yours Truly,” Regulus choked and James hit him on the back.
“Like the original?” Regulus gawked.
“It was a gift from a museum I had helped,” Remus said sheepishly.
“And the Crawfords?” Regulus asked, angling his body closer to Remus’ from across the table.
“ Precisionist , The Windows, and one that was Untitled,” Remus said softly.
“Do you prefer oil on canvas then?” Regulus asked Remus. Remus shrugged.
“I suppose it is one of my more favorite mediums though I usually prefer acrylics but those happened to be the ones that caught my eye during random auctions, I really enjoy American artists,” Remus shrugged. Regulus nodded once and said, “I don’t.” They all laughed at that.
“Well, you can have free reign on the art that goes up in this flat, pick whatever you want, and if you need help finding some pieces, let me know how I can help,” Remus waved his hand nonchalantly at Regulus.
“You have no preferences?” Regulus asked Remus with shock in his voice.
“I trust your taste, just let me know the prices for your time and whatever else you do, don’t worry about the money,” Remus stated and Regulus grinned manically, looking a shocking amount like Sirius in that moment. James chuckled and placed his arm on the back of Regulus’ chair.
“I think you just made Regulus’ entire life, Remus, I am impressed,” James sent Remus a wink and Remus smiled a toothy smile back at James. Conversation from there was easy with all four of them, Sirius and Regulus often bickering but Remus found them all truly wonderful. His heart swelled with love at the people around him. He held Sirius’ hand as they cleared their dessert plates from the table.
“Dinner was wonderful Remus, thank you,” James said as they walked to the foyer to say their goodbyes to James and Regulus.
“Of course James, I hope we can all get together again soon!” Remus said as James pulled him into a hug, “I get what Sirius sees in you Remus, you’re very kind and you treat him so well, thank you for everything you’ve done for him. I have never seen him so happy Remus. That’s all you, remember that.” He broke the hug with a flushed face.
He toed the ground with his shoe and said, “it's the least I can do for him James,” then he looked up into James eyes, “I would do anything for him.” Remus tried to put as much conviction as he could in those words and James nodded and looked towards Regulus, who was walking with Sirius towards the elevators, “I know the feeling bud.” James slapped his tanned hand on Remus’ back and they walked over to the Black brothers.
Regulus and Sirius kissed each other’s cheeks and Sirius gave James a huge hug, nearly crawling up the man's body. Remus laughed at their closeness, his chest aching knowing he didn’t have that kind of friendship but he couldn’t wait to get to know these men better. Regulus and Remus had a lot in common, and Regulus could easily keep up with Remus and his art chat which Remus supposedly made sense seeing as how his job was interior design. Regulus reached a hand for Remus to shake again.
“My brother is an idiot,” Regulus narrowed his eyes at Sirius, “But you won't find anyone more loyal, brave, and loving.” And with that Regulus took his hand back, winked at Remus, and took James hand.
“You get that idiot and I have this one,” Regulus held up his hand holding James’ and they all laughed. Remus grabbed ahold of Sirius’ hips and dragged him into his chest, kissing the top of Sirius’ hair.
“Text me when you’re home!” Sirius called after the two men as they stepped on to the elevator. The doors of the elevator closed and Sirius kissed Remus. Remus cupped the back of Sirius’ head, deepening the kiss. He heard a slight cough as the private chef entered the foyer.
“Oh! Are you done for the evening, Benjy?” Remus asked.
“Yes sir, I put away all the leftovers, so I will be headed home,” Benjy walked towards the elevator.
“Have a goodnight Benjy, thank you again for coming tonight!” Benjy waved a hand behind his head and Remus dragged Sirius out of the foyer and into the hallway where he pressed his body up Sirius' against the wall. Remus’ hands roamed over Sirius’ body, hands grazing exposed skin. Remus nipped at Sirius’ bottom lip and drank in the small noises coming out of Sirius’ mouth. Remus grabbed Sirius hand and pressed it up against his hardened cock.
“See what you do to me baby, a few touches and you already have me so hard baby,” Remus rutted into Sirius palm and Sirius preened at the compliments, kissing the side of Remus’ neck with little bites in between. Remus grabbed Sirius’ hand and led him into his bedroom.
“Undress yourself and kneel on the bed facing the headboard, baby,” Sirius obeyed immediately, unlacing his boots, taking off his chinos, and undoing the laces at the front of his purple corset, revealing a tattooed chest. Sirius was bare for Remus as Remus undid the belt from his pants. He walked up to Sirius on the bed and grabbed Sirius’ hands, and began to wrap his belt around Sirius' wrists, binding them together. Next he took off his tie and brought his hands down to Sirius’ face, stroking gently as Sirius rubbed into his hands.
“Open your mouth my star,” Remus commanded and Sirius followed the command. Remus placed the middle of the tie into Sirius’ mouth and wrapped the ends around his head, tying it tightly ensuring he didn’t snag any of Sirius's hair in the knot. Sirius looked up at Remus through dark lashes and smokey eye makeup. Sirius was a dream come true. Remus sometimes felt overwhelmed by how much Sirius trusted him with his body but he was eternally grateful that only Remus got to fuck Sirius.
Sirius had offered to quit doing sexwork when they had officially started to date, but Remus told him he could continue but only Remus would fuck him senseless. Remus didn’t want to take away Sirius’ income from him, he understood what it meant to be self-sufficient even though Remus would support Sirius fully. Remus had no doubts he would marry this man, so that could be a discussion for the future when Sirius could have full access to Remus’ accounts. Remus already gave Sirius a credit card for shopping and whatever else Sirius wanted.
Remus stroked the side of Sirius’ face and said, “my pretty puppy, you were so good tonight baby, I love your family.” Sirius’ eyes crinkled at the sides from his smile, gray eyes bright. Remus undressed the rest of himself and Sirius’ gaze darkened, drinking in every inch of Remus’ body. Remus was already hard but he wanted to prepare his puppy properly. Remus sat behind Sirius and lubed up his fingers and prodded Sirius hole while pushing Sirius’ face into the bed, arms above his head. Sirius moaned through his full mouth into the mattress. Remus reached to Sirius’ front and gave his nipple a gentle twist, causing Sirius’ hips to buck. Remus kissed Sirius’ shoulders, his neck, and licked the column of his throat up to his ear where he whispered, “you want me to fuck you baby?”
Sirius nodded with enthusiasm into the bed, making incoherent noises as Remus entered one finger into Sirius’ tight ass. Sirius moaned at the contact and shifted his hips back but Remus used his other hand to press firmly against Sirius so he couldn’t move. Remus hooked his finger how he knew Sirius liked it and Sirius whimpered. Remus took his time opening Sirius up before inserting another finger. Sirius bucked his hips again and again at the stretching.
“You’re opening up for me so well baby, look how beautiful you are taking my fingers,” Remus used his thumb to press onto Sirius’ perineum causing Sirius to cry out through the tie.
“You like that baby,” Remus added more pressure as he saw Sirius' body begin to shake. Remus added a third finger, stretching Sirius wider. Sirius was incoherent against the mattress but Remus knew Sirius’ body in and out, he didn’t need words to know what Sirius wanted so he inserted a fourth finger, continuing to stroke his perineum and hold him down. Remus teased Sirius like this until Sirius’ body was sweating. Remus pulled out his fingers and stroked his own cock lubing himself up.
Remus knelt behind Sirius, pressing himself against Sirius' hole as he slowly entered. Sirius body eagerly ate him up and Remus let out a breathless “fuck baby,” as he bottomed out in Sirius’ ass. He leaned forward, snaking his hands into the hair at the nape of Sirius neck, tugging Sirius body up against Remus’.
“Hands on the headboard baby,” Remus purred into Sirius's ear and Sirius obeyed, elongating and arching his back to find purchase on the headboard. Remus groaned at the change in position and slowly thrusted into Sirius.
“See what you do to me baby, you take me so well, your body was made for me,” Remus smacked Sirius’ ass leaving a red handprint but he rubbed the spot tenderly and then repeated the action with every thrust. Sirius' ass cheek was bright red.
“You’re such a good boy baby,” Remus moaned out as he increased his speed into Sirius’ ass. Sirius was panting through the tie as Remus thrusted into him. Remus reached up to caress Sirius' throat and worked his hand down his throat, onto his chest, brushing his nipples with deft fingers and Sirius cried out at the touch. Remus continued his hand downward towards Sirius’ cock but before he touched Sirius, he spit into his hand then grabbed Sirius’ cock with a firm hand. Sirius cried out as Remus fucked him from behind and stroked his pretty cock. Remus felt Sirius’ body twitch beneath him as he worked them both quicker. Sirius threw his head back as he released all over the duvet.
Remus helped Sirius ride out his orgasm before grabbing Sirius’ hips and thrusting relentlessly into him until Remus cried out “I love you baby,” with his orgasm. He slumped over Sirius’ body, his head resting on Sirius’ shoulder blades as he breathed in Sirius' scent. He pulled out of Sirius and undid the tie from behind Sirius’ head. Sirius slumped prone onto his front and was panting hard but after catching his breath he shot up from his seating position hitting Remus in his chest with a “hmph.”
Sirius whipped his head around to stare at Remus and said with a weak voice, “You love me?” Remus smiled gently and touched Sirius face, “how could I not?”