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louiseluxOkay, I did the instant slash, thanks to ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
kissaki. A story of one man and his sieve, plus jam and a bitch.
Instant Slash Story!
The darkness was all around as Sirius walked through The potting sheds down towards his basket, random thoughts of fingering crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Carlotta Zaphire had told him she often dreamed about Cornelius Fudge involved in fucking with a badger , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Remus .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Professor Snape, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Remus masturbating himself with a oil.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the sieve he was carrying with him. Would Remus's back feel like that to his ankle?
What would Remus think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating jam off Remus's beautiful testicles?
Sirius rubbed the sieve against his back whispering Remus's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his basket but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Remus's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Remus had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. The potting sheds was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the jam he was carrying and leisurely scratched his back.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Sirius calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his jam and ran towards the sound of his bitch's voice.
Remus stumbled through the darkness towards Sirius. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his bitch being attacked by a badger. Was he about to be raped by Voldemort dressed as Cornelius Fudge? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his ankle.
Sirius, Sirius, my bitch, screamed Remus. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Sirius leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the sieve and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare testicles pointing in the air.
Remus! Sirius gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Professor Snape said you were in your basket engaged in some fingering with Carlotta Zaphire.
No, I was alone in my basket with nothing but my oil for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your testicles was, and how I would like to stroke my back against it, and have you kiss my ankle, and now I see your testicles for myself I realise that not even Cornelius Fudge has a testicles to compare with yours.
Oh, bitch, Professor Snape said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Carlotta Zaphire.
What! That old badger, I'd rather get involved in fucking with Voldemort, a sieve and jam than dream of fingering with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my ankle curl.
Oh, Sirius!
Oh, Remus, my bitch!
Cue soft music, sounds of fingering and fucking, soft focus and fade.........
kissaki. A story of one man and his sieve, plus jam and a bitch.Instant Slash Story!
The darkness was all around as Sirius walked through The potting sheds down towards his basket, random thoughts of fingering crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Carlotta Zaphire had told him she often dreamed about Cornelius Fudge involved in fucking with a badger , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Remus .
One day he would discuss his feelings with Professor Snape, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Remus masturbating himself with a oil.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the sieve he was carrying with him. Would Remus's back feel like that to his ankle?
What would Remus think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating jam off Remus's beautiful testicles?
Sirius rubbed the sieve against his back whispering Remus's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his basket but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Remus's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Remus had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. The potting sheds was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the jam he was carrying and leisurely scratched his back.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Sirius calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his jam and ran towards the sound of his bitch's voice.
Remus stumbled through the darkness towards Sirius. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his bitch being attacked by a badger. Was he about to be raped by Voldemort dressed as Cornelius Fudge? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his ankle.
Sirius, Sirius, my bitch, screamed Remus. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Sirius leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the sieve and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare testicles pointing in the air.
Remus! Sirius gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? Professor Snape said you were in your basket engaged in some fingering with Carlotta Zaphire.
No, I was alone in my basket with nothing but my oil for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your testicles was, and how I would like to stroke my back against it, and have you kiss my ankle, and now I see your testicles for myself I realise that not even Cornelius Fudge has a testicles to compare with yours.
Oh, bitch, Professor Snape said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Carlotta Zaphire.
What! That old badger, I'd rather get involved in fucking with Voldemort, a sieve and jam than dream of fingering with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my ankle curl.
Oh, Sirius!
Oh, Remus, my bitch!
Cue soft music, sounds of fingering and fucking, soft focus and fade.........
