Lunar Madness (Ferret) - COMPLETE

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Ferret moaned at his words, letting her head roll back and arching her spine towards him. She shouldn't be doing this. But she couldn't resist any more. Hearing his words, she smiled softly. Oh dear god, someone better stop her now...

She could feel his hands working on the buttons of her shirt as he made his mark on her neck.

"We can only kiss..." she muttered, gasping as he found a particularly sweet spot. She resisted pressing her hips more firmly on his but that was about all she could resist. Her arms wrapped around his neck and she dug her nails into his back, trying to control her pleasure.

"Only kiss Remus...."

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As Ferret arched her back and presented her breasts to him for inspection, Remus' hands fumbled on the next button and briefly caressed the mound of her breast instead, brushing against her erect nipple for a fleeting second. Focusing on the task at hand, he returned to the buttons, quickly unbuttoning the shirt to about halfway down so that it hung loose on her shoulders and exposed her bra-clad breasts.

His throat went dry and he ground lingeringly against her as he finally set his eyes on her chest, causing a roar of arousal that drowned out all sound but her delicious whimper and all sights but the milky white swell before him, still enough to make him almost unbearably hard even when mostly concealed by slightly-too-tight lime-green fabric.

Remus whined in disappointment as Ferret ceased grinding back against him, settling for rocking his hips against her thigh instead. "Alright," He frowned at being interrupted and returned to nipping at her shoulder, "Kisses only, I promise." His trail of kisses had now reached the juncture of her shoulder and neck, and he slowly began inching his way down with little nips and licks towards the top of her chest.

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Ferret shivered as his hand brushed across her breast, moaning softly. She could feel her shirt slide off her right shoulder slightly, eyes closed in her pleasure still. His whine made her groan and she began to move her hips against to meet his gently.

She moaned as he began to nip and kiss down her neck, over her shoulders and down towards his chest. Letting out a soft growl of her own, she twisted to change their positions, having her lay back on the bed with him hovering over her. She smiled up at him, raising her hands above her head, she arched her hips toward him smiling, eyes filled with lust.

"Hope you don't mind," she purred. "But I like the view better from down here."

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Remus' mouth opened in a soundless sigh of pleasure as Ferret groaned and began gently rocking her hips against him again, the friction building and pooling like lava in his groan. He was taken by complete surprise as she turned them around so that he was hovering above her with his body plastered against hers and their groins aligned. Looking down at her lying there with her hands above her head looking positively debauched, Remus gave a wolfish grin as his eyes burned golden with desire and he let out an animal growl.

As she arched her hips up towards his Remus ground into her hard, pressing her against the surface of his bed and he rhythmically rocked, setting up a rhythm to produce maximum friction and pleasure. Tracing a wet line across the top of her chest with his tongue before licking and kissing a trail through the valley between her breasts as best he could with her bra in the end, Remus sucked a lovebite into the edge of her right breast. "I do not mind at all," He rasped, eyes swirling like molten gold, panting with a voice gone deep and dark with lust, "You should see the view from here."

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Ok, she'd admit it. She liked this dominate, animistic side of Remus. Almost as much as much as she loved the normal sweet, supportive, shy Remus.

Almost.

But his growl made her moan softly, the sound reaching her ears making her breath hitch in anticipation. As his hips rocked into her, Ferret gasped. He was hitting her where it made a jolt of pleasure shoot up her spine making her back arch. She let out a sound of pleasure every time he rocked into her.

Who knew she could feel this way with most of her clothes still on? Her mind wondered briefly to what it would feel like with no clothes at all.

She moaned as he began to place lovebites on her breasts but smiled.

"Really? Describe it to me..."

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Every little mew and hitch in Ferret's breath shot down his spine like lightning, and Remus deliberately slowed the pace of his hips to tease her, rocking excruciatingly slowly and dragging himself against her. He could almost swear he felt a trace of dampness through the layers of fabric separating them, and his head swum with the heady aroma of sex and desire and Ferret.

Satisfied that she was far gone enough to allow it, Remus began to slowly trail his fingertips up Ferret's sides, thrilling to the gentle tickling of her muscles flickering against his fingers. Palming her breasts gently, he begun to squeeze and stroke them, slowly exploring and memorizing her reactions; mapping her sweet spots and experimenting whether she liked it rough or gentle, brushing his thumbs firmly over her hidden nipples every so often.

"What can I say," Remus panted, voice laced with desperation, "Your lips..." He gave Ferret a deep and bruising kiss, "Your neck..." He sucked a crimson hickey into the juncture of her neck and shoulder, "Your breasts..." He moved his head down and mouthed her right breast through the bra, then bit down on her nipple ever so gently. "You..." He was breathing like he was running a marathon, and his voice dripped with pure lust. "Just....you."

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Ferret gasped and whimpered as Remus slowed his hips against hers.

"R-Remus...don't slow," she whimpered, almost begging. Her hands balled into fists above her head. This man was making her lose her mind now. He could not do any worse.

But he did. His fingers brushed her sides, making her quiver in anticipation. For what, she dared not think about. He palmed her breasts, making her arch towards him. She liked it when her breasts were touched, rough or gently. While gently, she let out more mewl like sounds, his name mostly. Rough made her arch and moan, her entire torso lifting from the bed. She gasped every time her nipples her brushed, a hard shiver making her body quake.

As he spoke, she could hear some of the normal Remus in his voice. As he kissed her, she attempted to kiss him back but he pulled away too soon. She moaned and gasped as he sucked on the most sensitive part of her neck. She gasped again as he teased her breast. Dear god, she wanted that confounded contraption off now..

And his voice. His voice made her shiver in pleasure, anticipation, and some other emotion, one that made her heart swell.

"Remus..." she moaned, biting her lip. The habit was kicking in again, but she didn't think he minded.

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Remus simply moaned in acknowledgement of Ferret's begging, speeding up the rhymth of his hips again but continuing to drag his full length against her core, her wetness now obvious even through three layers of clothing. With every sound that came out of her swollen mouth as he caressed her breasts, Remus' desire to touch them without fabric in between only grew.

As she moaned his name and bit her kiss-swollen lip once more, Remus could resist no longer; slipping his hands under her bra to cup her breasts in his palms. The softness of her bare breasts was warm and electrifying in his hands under the bra as his fingers traced random patterns and his thumbs flicked against her erect nipples.

But as arousing as the feel of her breasts and the sight of her writhing beneath him was, it wasn't enough - he'd been hard and aching for at least half-an-hour now and desperately needed some release. Sliding his hands out from under her bra with an apologetic smirk, Remus slid his hands back down to her arse and worked them under the waist of her jeans, expecting to meet cotton but finding only bare skin as with an overpowering flare of arousal and a snarl of animal desire he realized cause for the strength of her scent and the amount of dampness - underneath that so-thin layer of denim she was naked, exposed and ready for him.

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The girl gasped and smiled happily as Remus's pace resumed. As his hand slid under the fabric of her bra, her mouth opened in a large gasp. She vaguely wondered if he had actually never had any relationships with girls. He certainly knew what to do.

As his hands moved from under her bra and into her jeans, she smirked as he noticed her little secret for the day. She hadn't planned him on finding out, but it worked anyway.

She was about to arched her hips to tease him when the door swung open. A fourth year who followed Remus and his friends around walked in then froze. From around Remus, she saw he had grown aroused.

Her mind cleared then of what she was doing, what she was going to let Remus do, despite what she had promised him. That, along with the fact that a fourteen year old was watching them now put her head on straight instantly.

Blushing bright red, but not from arousal this time, Ferret pushed Remus off her. She adjusted her bra and was the boy watching redden. He had seen something but she wasn't going to stick around to find out what. Jumping from the bed, she grabbed her shirt and began to pull it on as she ran past him. She was sure she knocked him and a few other people over as she rushed to get away but she didn't care. Tears of shame and embarrassment rolled down her cheeks as she ran to the girl's dorm. Locking the door she curled up on her bed, crying silently into her pillow.

William Greenwood

William was a big fan of the Marauders, having almost following them compulsorily everywhere they went. So when he was offered a chance to deliver Lupin's homework to him, in person, to be helpful, he jumped (quite literally) at the chance.

The fourth year went through the notes idley. They weren't very good, not up to Remus's usual talents but that was to be expected, he was sick. When he has asked why the other Marauders were not delivering them to his friend they simply asked "Do you want to do this or not?"

He did of course so the questions stopped there.

Now William, being hard of hearing and not really paying much attention to what was around him, walking into the fifth year dorm with out knocking.

"Hey Mr. Lupin, I brought your-Oh!" Noticing what was going on, he turned beat red and a small tent began to pitch itself in his pants. The girl, who looked to be Ferret, a girl Lupin usually cuddled with on various occasions, a known lesbian and someone who Lupin rebuffed dating every time he was asked, pushed the Maraurder off her, sending him nearly tumbling off the bed. William's face reddened when he saw a flash of female as Ferret adjusted herself quickly and grabbed her shirt, knocking him out the door as she shoved past him. He stumbled and nearly fell backwards but the notes went flying.

Looking back into the room, he cleared his throat nervously. "She seemed...um...nice..." he muttered. "I brought you the notes from today Mr. Lupin..."

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The sound of the door unlatching echoed like a roll of thunder in Remus' ears. He'd been so very close to getting some relief from his delightful tease of a girlfriend when he'd been interrupted. And, as Ferret almost shoved him off the bed in her haste to disentangle from their embrace and pull her clothes on, it looked like the interruption had permanently killed the mood stone-dead.

Frustrated lust and desire morphing into rage, Remus turned to glare over towards the doorway and whoever's hide he was about to flay off them just in time to see Ferret run from the room, still pulling her clothes on and reeking with embarassment and guilt and self-hatred. Protectiveness surged and rose to match fury as Remus stalked over towards the door where young William Greenwood stood.

He caught a whiff of the boys arousal and growled under his breath. Ferret was his, and the boy had better remember it. "She is, Wiliam." He said with an overly-sunny smile, "The very best in fact." Wand flicking out fast as a snake, Remus summoned the scattered notes with a single smooth motion and directed them to land on his bed.

Glaring at the boy and enunciating clearly to ensure he was heard, Remus stalked forward to corner the boy against the surface of the door, knowing that his eyes were probably an emerald green by now as their normal blue mixed with wolfish gold. "Let me make something very clear to you, young William. You saw nothing here today. You came up, you delivered my notes and that is all you remember. If I get even a hint that you've so much as thought about what you saw here, let alone whispered about it, then I will be displeased."

Remus voice turned as deep and dark as the tomb. "Very displeased. Do I make myself clear?" Not waiting for an answer, he stalked back to his bed and threw himself down upon it, pulling the curtains shut and charming them to be Imperturbable, in no mood to leave or suffer company until it was time for him to head to the Shrieking Shack that night.
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