Fic: Partytime

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Title: Partytime
Author: snapealina
Characters/Pairing: Remus/Ron
Prompt: 25 years old
Kink: drunk sex
Word Count: 426
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Prompts from day 16. Desperately trying to get at least one more entry in before the month ends ;)



"I'm getting too old for this," Remus sighed and threw himself on the sofa. He was drunk and awfully tired. He wanted to go to bed, but felt obliged to stay. It wasn't every day Harry turned twenty-five, and everyone he knew was there.

A person with flaming red hair fell down on the sofa next to him.

"Merlin, this party is wicked."

Remus just grunted as a reply. He was too tired to even bother to be coherent.

"You look like you could use some fresh air," Ron said and pulled him out of the sofa.

Reluctantly, Remus followed.

The air helped a bit, and Remus felt at least more awake and noticed that Ron was standing awfully close.

"What do you want, Ron?"

"You're gay right?" Ron asked. "You seem gay."

"What?"

"I've always wondered what it would be like to have a cock in my mouth. So I thought you would be the best to ask. Is it fun? Does it taste funny?"

"Wait, what?"

"Can I try?"

"Ron, what are you doing?" The young man was opening Remus' trousers and pulled them down.

"Merlin, you're hung," Ron gasped as he pulled Remus' pants off.

Remus laughed. "I guess, thanks?"

It was Remus' time to gasp as his prick slipped into the wet and warm mouth. Suddenly he wasn't as eager to stop Ron.

"What's wrong?" Ron suddenly asked. "Don't you like this?"

"I'm drunk and I'm not eighteen, Ron. Give it a minute. And go easy on the teeth, I'd like to keep my dick, I'm quite attached to it."

Ron laughed, and wrapped his lips around Remus' cock again. And it didn't take long before the thing started to harden and grow.

Ron was clumsy, there was no denying it, but what he lacked in skill, he made up for in eagerness and will to experiment. He did this thing with his tongue Remus had never experienced by any person before, man or female.

"Careful, Ron," Remus' breath hitched.

But Ron didn't stop, and Remus couldn't hold back. The younger wizard didn't have time to react before Remus shot a load into his mouth. Ron drew back and began spitting on the ground.

"Fuck, Professor Lupin. You could have warned me."

"I did," Remus said. "And you just had my cock in your mouth, Ron. I think you can call me Remus."

"I need a drink," said Ron and walked towards the house again, spitting and hawking.

Remus leaned against the wall and sighed. It was definitely time to go home.