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you're so ambitious for a juvenile

Alice For Tea
Date: 2005-08-24 23:17
Subject: | The Summer Differences |
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Tags:fic, remus/sirius
My second Remus/Sirius fic, writen for August 24th at dogdaysofsummer. The prompt is:

but for now we are young, let us lay in the sun, and count every beautiful thing we can see, love to be in the arms of all i am keeping here with me
- Neutral Milk Hotel, "In an Aeroplane Over the Sea"


Going strong.

The Summer Differences | Remus/Sirius | R | 422
Their burnished bodies are a tangle—leg thrown over hip, arm looped around neck, forehead to forehead, breath mingling.



The summer is rust and bronze, apricot and cherry blossoms, hilly and strewn with spotty bits of shade. Hot, hazy days that are only good for lounging half in and half out of the shade.

When the sun sinks, the golden light falls away from everything while clinging to the earth and alighting it at the same time; the light highlighting the two boys lying in the tall grass, gracing sprawling limbs in a bright light. Their burnished bodies are a tangle—leg thrown over hip, arm looped around neck, forehead to forehead, breath mingling. The sky gleams with sated orange and crimson, and a corner is melting into the azure of evening-night. The scent of summer nighttime is high and intoxicating.

Usually, it is like this:

Sirius nipping and licking, more Padfoot than Sirius, up and down Remus’ body. Thrusting a knee between Remus’ legs, unbuttoning and unzipping as he slithers down, teasing wildly before moving for points north again. Sirius moaning, Come on, all desperate and urgent. He bucks and struggles, and Remus has to remind him that this isn’t a fight and Sirius doesn’t ever have to fight him. Sirius tastes like smoke and sweetness.

In the summer, everything is slower. It is more like this:

Sirius laving Remus’ skin with open-mouthed kisses, tonguing generously. His body covers Remus. Sirius’ skin is warm and almost hot, like he absorbed all the sun’s heat and is still letting it off. It is a rough and tumble roll, yelps as someone crushes a pinecone, until Remus pins Sirius down on his back; good-natured Moony baring his teeth in a triumphant smile, a mimicry of Sirius’ smug smirk. It is Sirius arching his back against Remus, groaning as teeth close gently on his shoulder, on his ear. Sirius whispering, Ride me, Moony, needy and a strained. His flushed skin tastes like sweat and grass and dirt. He is shaking beneath underwater kisses that flow from his face to his jaw to the base of his throat and lower.

Lying against one another in the afterglow, Sirius is so filled with emotion that cannot resist; he rises to his knees, cups his hands around his mouth, and throws out a long howl: awrroooooo. He flings himself back again, collapsing on a crumpled pile of trousers and shirts and Remus.

“That was terrible,” Remus says when he gets his breath back. “A disgrace to every wolf alive.”

Sirius laughs loudly in his ear, in the night. Even that echoes, rippling through the sultry air.



P.S. Fruit Smoothie Blitz (Fruit Snacks) is the best fucking cheap candy I've had in a long time. Guh.
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Alice For Tea: justin
User: alicefortea
Date: 2005-08-24 16:26 (UTC)
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*g* Thank you :D
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