Over What Hill?
(Or, How To Teach an Old Dog New Tricks)


When Remus woke up the morning of his fortieth birthday, he was certain Sirius was still asleep. His lover's back was turned to him, but his breathing was regular, and when he peered over Sirius' shoulder, his lover's eyes were closed, but not so tightly as to be obviously faking it. With a sigh, he got up and went downstairs for his morning cup of tea. He made it the Muggle way, which took up more time, and drank it slowly. He suspected that when he got upstairs, Sirius would be just waking up, and he could slide into bed behind his lover and kiss him awake, one of his favorite things.

Therefore, when he walked back into their bedroom, he was understandably confused at the sight that awaited him.

Remus blinked, rubbed the sleep out of his eyes, and blinked again. No, he was still there. Sirius. In the middle of their bed. Wearing a big red bow. And nothing else. "Er," said Remus.

"Good morning," Sirius said. "Happy birthday."

Remus blinked again, the blood rushing from his head to...well...his other head. "Good morning to you too," he said, and walked over to stand next to his lover. "So my birthday present is your naked body?" He considered that for a moment, then shrugged. "I've had worse."

Sirius laughed. "Not quite," he said, reaching out for Remus' hand. "Harry's gone over to the Burrow. He's spending the night, in fact. So. Your birthday present is me. To do with as you please. All day. And all night." He grinned wickedly and kissed Remus' knuckles, then turned his hand over and kissed the palm. "Anything you want, I'm here to provide."

"Really," Remus said, both eyebrows disappearing into his hairline. "Anything?"

"Mmm," Sirius said. "Anything at all." He kissed the palm again, then licked the length of Remus' middle finger and nipped it lightly. "Your wish is my command."

"Oh, I do like the sound of that," Remus purred, climbing into bed and straddling Sirius, rubbing their erections together. "Siri?" he whispered.

"Mmm?" Sirius moaned softly, licking his lips. "Yeah, baby?"

"You know what I want?" Remus said, his mouth just over Sirius'. "What I could really, really go for?"

"Mmmwhat?" Sirius said, leaning up to try to press his mouth to Remus'.

Remus grinned darkly. "A nice hot cup of tea."

Sirius' eyes flew open and he blinked at Remus in shock. "What?"

Remus laughed. "Oh, love, the look on your face!" he crowed, and kissed him, hot and sweet. "Don't want tea," he assured him between nibbling on his lower lip and sucking his tongue. "Want you."

"Mm," Sirius said. "Dreadful, dreadful tease."

"It's my birthday. I can tease if I want," Remus said, and kissed him again. "Mm. Happy birthday indeed." He grinned, then reached down to untie the bow. "I like this outfit on you, Siri," he said thoughtfully. "I think red is your color."

Sirius groaned softly, cock twitching, as Remus undid the bow, leaving him completely naked, not that it had covered any of the really important bits. Then he gasped, eyes flying open in shock, as he felt Remus grab his hands and move them to the headboard. "Remus?" he whispered, stunned, as he watched his lover tie him with the bow.

"You said I could do anything I want. This is just so you don't get impatient and jump me halfway through," Remus explained, tying the bow into a sturdy knot. "There." He grinned, reached down and squeezed Sirius' cock lightly. Sirius jumped and tried to lunge for him, but the knot held. "Perfect," he murmured, and kissed Sirius, again, pulling back with a wicked smile when Sirius tried to kiss back.

"Mmff," Sirius said, looking annoyed. "Remus!"

Remus' grin widened and he leaned down to Sirius' ear, tracing its rim with his tongue. "Yes, Siri?" he murmured. "You had a question?"

"Why...oh," Sirius said as Remus did something very pleasant involving his hand and Sirius' balls. "Why are you..."

"Tying you down and having my wicked way with you?" Remus shrugged. "Well, it is my birthday. And you said anything. And quite frankly, I've been wanting to tie you down since we were sixteen."

Sirius' eyes widened, and then he closed them and tilted his head back slightly with a soft moan as Remus' hand brushed over his erection. Remus wrapped his fingers around his lover's cock and stroked lightly, prompting a soft gasp from Sirius, who bit his lower lip and curled his toes. Remus laughed and tightened his grip, squeezing and twisting, pulling firmly. Sirius twitched and moaned and whined, and Remus leaned over and blew a soft breath across his mouth. Sirius' eyes flew open and he whimpered, pale eyes cloudy with lust. Remus moved his hands, cupping Sirius' balls lightly in his fingers and massaging them gently, and leaning down to take his lover's cock into his mouth. Sirius cried out, thrusting against his bonds, twitching, whimpering, almost sobbing with want as Remus continued to suckle like a baby after the breast. Then Remus sucked him down all the way, and Sirius exploded, screaming wordlessly as he filled Remus' mouth with his seed. Remus swallowed it down, every drop, and then pulled away from Sirius, smiling at him.

"Have I ever told you that you're beautiful when you come, Sirius?"

"All the time," Sirius whispered. "But you didn't."

"Mmm, I want to come inside you. Can I do that, love?"

"Of course." Sirius smiled widely. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

Remus laughed softly. "You would have it any way I offered it to you and you know it, Sirius," he said. "You're so easy to please."

"Only with you."

Remus chuckled softly. "You're a good sport, too," he murmured. "Letting me tie you down."

"Well, it is your birthday. And speaking of which, check the top drawer of the nightstand."

"Lubricant?" Remus asked, one eyebrow arched.

"Well, that too," admitted Sirius with a laugh. "But that's not what I meant."

Remus leaned over and opened the drawer, blinking as he withdrew a long white box. "Jewelry?" he said, bewildered.

"Better," Sirius said. "Just open it."

Remus did, and blinked incredulously for a moment. "Sirius…is this a cock ring?"

"Yes. It's enchanted," Sirius said calmly. "Just put it on, love."

Remus blinked at him, then shrugged. "Well, all right, I suppose," he said, strapping it on carefully, "but I don't see - oh!" he gasped, stunned, as the charm took effect. "My God, Sirius! What if the Ministry hears about this?"

"Why should they care?"

"Well, I'm pretty sure that charming it to enlarge the cock once strapped on constitutes misuse of a Muggle artifact."

"I don't think so. I think it's the perfect use, actually." Sirius grinned wickedly up at him. "So are you going to use it or aren't you?"

Remus looked down at him and sighed. "Well, since you went to all the trouble to buy it --"

"And enchanted it myself."

"And enchanted it yourself. Really, love?" Sirius nodded, and Remus smiled. "You're very talented, Siri," he murmured, and kissed his lover. This time, he allowed Sirius to kiss him back, and their tongues were still dueling when he slid inside Sirius, very well-lubricated.

Sirius gasped, his eyes rolling back in his head, as Remus filled him, scraping his prostate, leaving him feeling like he was being impaled on a Beater bat. "Oh…oh God," he whispered softly. "Oh, Remus…"

"Yes, Sirius? Was there something you wanted?" Remus rolled his hips once, long and slow, and Sirius groaned. "Is that what you wanted?" He pulled out, then slammed in again, hard. "Maybe that's what you were hoping for?" He pulled out again, ignoring Sirius' groan, and turned his lover onto his back, spreading his legs gently with one hand and positioning himself again. "Or is this more your speed?" he whispered gruffly, and slid in from behind, one hand on his lover's cock. "Well, Sirius? How do you want it? Hard?" Another rough thrust, another hoarse gasp from below him. "Fast?" A series of short, quick stabs, leaving Sirius panting and gasping for breath below him.

"Oh. Remus. God. Please, just do it. Just, fuck, Rem, fuck me, please, fuck me," Sirius begged, softly.

"You drive me crazy," Remus whispered, and complied, thrusting into his lover, varying speed, force and position until Sirius made a noise Remus had never heard out of him before. He grinned and continued at that angle, Siriuis groaning and whining and gasping beneath him, and suddenly he felt Sirius come for the second time, that tight, gorgeous body clenching delightfully around him. He gasped, tossed back his head and thrust one more time before following his lover into oblivion.

They spent the rest of the day in each other's arms.

~End.

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