Post by Mistress Whiskers on Oct 18, 2007 1:52:02 GMT -6
Title: The animal I have become
Rating: R
Pairings: Fenrir/Remus mention of Tonks/Remus
Warnings: hand job, character death, werewolves
Note: Christina, don't kill me!
Summary/Notes: Set sometime during the war. Got this little plot bunny after doing a quiz about the 7th book.
Remus entered Grimwald place with his hair still wet from the shower he had taken earlier that morning, he had needed it after the uneasy sleep he had been having the past few weeks. He walked quickly and briskly into the kitchen where he saw McGonagall sitting with Mad eye Moody, both looking worried and sickened.
“Lupin, where have you been?!” Mad eye growled hobbling over to where Remus stood.
“Has something happened?” Remus asked with out showing the slightest emotion in his voice.
“Tonks is missing.” McGonagall said simply.
“…What?” Remus felt an empty pit in his stomach.
“Looked like werewolves,” Mad eye said backing off from standing so close to Remus.
“We can’t be sure of that.” McGonagall said simply.
“I have to go.” Remus turned around and ran out of the kitchen, out of the house, out of the sight of Sirius’ home. He stopped running when he felt his lungs start to protest. Fenrir had taken Tonks; there was no doubt in Remus’ mind to that fact. He had told her they couldn’t be together without telling her the whole truth and because of that she had kept up hope the way young girls do. She had stood near him, hugged him, had even fallen asleep next to him and Remus hadn’t thought about how her scent most be clinging to his robes. With a deep ragged breath Remus pictured Fenrir’s house and with a snap he was gone.
~*~
Remus smelled Tonks as he ran down the stairs to the basement where Fenrir liked to take his victims. Remus pushed against the door and saw Fenrir leaning against the wall looking at him with a look of utter disgust. Tonks was chained to the ceiling her head hanging limply. Remus could smell her blood all over the room from Fenrir’s ‘toys’ and knew Tonks needed help right away if she was going to live.
“I was surprised it took you so long to figure out your lover was missing.” Fenrir sneered as he walked forward to where Tonks was hanging.
“Don't touch her again.” Remus let out a warning growl. “You want to hurt me, hurt me. She has nothing to do with this.”
“She's the reason you're living in shame. She's blinding you. When she's gone, you'll be able to admit what you are.” Fenrir turned his back on Remus and scratched a long deep mark across her throat.
“You think I don’t?” Remus asked angrily as he jumped at Fenrir knocking him to the ground. Fenrir easily over powered him and pinned Remus onto the ground.
“You're scared. I was at first too. But then I accepted it; the animal, it's powerful, inside me all the time. Soon, you just start to feel sorry for everybody else because they don't know what it's like to be as alive as we are.” Fenrir was breathing heavily and glaring down at Remus. “Just embrace the animal.”
“You want to see how much of an animal I am?!” Remus felt a rage he could not control as he heard Tonks’ heart stop; he pushed Fenrir off his body and he started to change without the moon’s glow. Remus’ body barley registered the pain as he watched Fenrir do the same. Fenrir’s ears went forwards as his tail bent backwards and he barred his teeth at Remus. Remus jumped at Fenrir and tried to tackle him to the ground. Fenrir was stronger then Remus was and he felt that as Fenrir grabbed him by his neck and slammed him against the ground pinning Remus beneath him. Remus struggled to break free but Fenrir growled at Remus and bit at his neck again. Remus glared at Fenrir for what seemed like hours before flattening his ears down. Fenrir growled again and Remus changed back to his human form first fallowed slowly by Fenrir.
“You’re mine now.” Fenrir laughed coldly. Remus looked away from Fenrir and felt sick to his stomach.
~*~
Remus walked into the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat. He looked down at the toilet water for a full minuet before he vomited hard and felt his entire frame shake from the force of it. Remus took a ragged breath and whipped his mouth. He flushed the toilet and turned to the sink. He cupped some water into his mouth and gargled it before spitting it into the sink. He looked up into the Mirror above the sink and didn’t see anyone he recognized. Remus looked at his body and saw the dark scratches down his back and the swollen bite mark on his neck and felt the vomit surge against his throat again.
“You have as much stealth as a dragon.” The raspy voice of Fenrir made Remus jump. Remus saw from the mirror where the older werewolf stood with his arms crossed across his chest.
“So it appears.” Remus said turning from the Mirror and turning on the shower head checking to see if its hot enough to wash the guilt he feels deep in his bones. When Remus stood up he felt the hard body behind him and felt Fenrir’s hands grab his hips and hold him in place as Fenrir licked the bite mark on his neck. Remus hated him self as his body shuttered and a soft moan escaped his lips. Fenrir’s hand slid from his hip to Remus’ erect thingy and gripped it tightly.
“Some night,” Fenrir whispered against Remus’ neck as his mouthed hot, wet kisses behind Remus’ ear and down his neck. Remus let his head fall back against Fenrir’s shoulder. Fenrir teased his across Remus’ hip and began stroking him again; long, even strokes, tantalizingly slow. The other hand came up to venture Remus’ chest, Fenrir’s rough, calloused fingers sending shivers and sparks through Remus’ body.
“Gods-” was all he got out before Fenrir’s mouth closed over his own. Fenrir’s tongue thrust into his mouth and he kissed him so forcefully he knew it would bruise. But, fuck, did it feel good. And then the momentary pain was replaced by overwhelming pleasure as he came all over Fenrir’s hand. As Remus stood there shaking in the after glow of Fenrir’s hand job a flash of Tonks entered his mind.
“Now you can go home,” Fenrir said as he released Remus and walked out of the bathroom leaving Remus to feel just like the aniamle he was...
Rating: R
Pairings: Fenrir/Remus mention of Tonks/Remus
Warnings: hand job, character death, werewolves
Note: Christina, don't kill me!
Summary/Notes: Set sometime during the war. Got this little plot bunny after doing a quiz about the 7th book.
Remus entered Grimwald place with his hair still wet from the shower he had taken earlier that morning, he had needed it after the uneasy sleep he had been having the past few weeks. He walked quickly and briskly into the kitchen where he saw McGonagall sitting with Mad eye Moody, both looking worried and sickened.
“Lupin, where have you been?!” Mad eye growled hobbling over to where Remus stood.
“Has something happened?” Remus asked with out showing the slightest emotion in his voice.
“Tonks is missing.” McGonagall said simply.
“…What?” Remus felt an empty pit in his stomach.
“Looked like werewolves,” Mad eye said backing off from standing so close to Remus.
“We can’t be sure of that.” McGonagall said simply.
“I have to go.” Remus turned around and ran out of the kitchen, out of the house, out of the sight of Sirius’ home. He stopped running when he felt his lungs start to protest. Fenrir had taken Tonks; there was no doubt in Remus’ mind to that fact. He had told her they couldn’t be together without telling her the whole truth and because of that she had kept up hope the way young girls do. She had stood near him, hugged him, had even fallen asleep next to him and Remus hadn’t thought about how her scent most be clinging to his robes. With a deep ragged breath Remus pictured Fenrir’s house and with a snap he was gone.
~*~
Remus smelled Tonks as he ran down the stairs to the basement where Fenrir liked to take his victims. Remus pushed against the door and saw Fenrir leaning against the wall looking at him with a look of utter disgust. Tonks was chained to the ceiling her head hanging limply. Remus could smell her blood all over the room from Fenrir’s ‘toys’ and knew Tonks needed help right away if she was going to live.
“I was surprised it took you so long to figure out your lover was missing.” Fenrir sneered as he walked forward to where Tonks was hanging.
“Don't touch her again.” Remus let out a warning growl. “You want to hurt me, hurt me. She has nothing to do with this.”
“She's the reason you're living in shame. She's blinding you. When she's gone, you'll be able to admit what you are.” Fenrir turned his back on Remus and scratched a long deep mark across her throat.
“You think I don’t?” Remus asked angrily as he jumped at Fenrir knocking him to the ground. Fenrir easily over powered him and pinned Remus onto the ground.
“You're scared. I was at first too. But then I accepted it; the animal, it's powerful, inside me all the time. Soon, you just start to feel sorry for everybody else because they don't know what it's like to be as alive as we are.” Fenrir was breathing heavily and glaring down at Remus. “Just embrace the animal.”
“You want to see how much of an animal I am?!” Remus felt a rage he could not control as he heard Tonks’ heart stop; he pushed Fenrir off his body and he started to change without the moon’s glow. Remus’ body barley registered the pain as he watched Fenrir do the same. Fenrir’s ears went forwards as his tail bent backwards and he barred his teeth at Remus. Remus jumped at Fenrir and tried to tackle him to the ground. Fenrir was stronger then Remus was and he felt that as Fenrir grabbed him by his neck and slammed him against the ground pinning Remus beneath him. Remus struggled to break free but Fenrir growled at Remus and bit at his neck again. Remus glared at Fenrir for what seemed like hours before flattening his ears down. Fenrir growled again and Remus changed back to his human form first fallowed slowly by Fenrir.
“You’re mine now.” Fenrir laughed coldly. Remus looked away from Fenrir and felt sick to his stomach.
~*~
Remus walked into the bathroom and lifted the toilet seat. He looked down at the toilet water for a full minuet before he vomited hard and felt his entire frame shake from the force of it. Remus took a ragged breath and whipped his mouth. He flushed the toilet and turned to the sink. He cupped some water into his mouth and gargled it before spitting it into the sink. He looked up into the Mirror above the sink and didn’t see anyone he recognized. Remus looked at his body and saw the dark scratches down his back and the swollen bite mark on his neck and felt the vomit surge against his throat again.
“You have as much stealth as a dragon.” The raspy voice of Fenrir made Remus jump. Remus saw from the mirror where the older werewolf stood with his arms crossed across his chest.
“So it appears.” Remus said turning from the Mirror and turning on the shower head checking to see if its hot enough to wash the guilt he feels deep in his bones. When Remus stood up he felt the hard body behind him and felt Fenrir’s hands grab his hips and hold him in place as Fenrir licked the bite mark on his neck. Remus hated him self as his body shuttered and a soft moan escaped his lips. Fenrir’s hand slid from his hip to Remus’ erect thingy and gripped it tightly.
“Some night,” Fenrir whispered against Remus’ neck as his mouthed hot, wet kisses behind Remus’ ear and down his neck. Remus let his head fall back against Fenrir’s shoulder. Fenrir teased his across Remus’ hip and began stroking him again; long, even strokes, tantalizingly slow. The other hand came up to venture Remus’ chest, Fenrir’s rough, calloused fingers sending shivers and sparks through Remus’ body.
“Gods-” was all he got out before Fenrir’s mouth closed over his own. Fenrir’s tongue thrust into his mouth and he kissed him so forcefully he knew it would bruise. But, fuck, did it feel good. And then the momentary pain was replaced by overwhelming pleasure as he came all over Fenrir’s hand. As Remus stood there shaking in the after glow of Fenrir’s hand job a flash of Tonks entered his mind.
“Now you can go home,” Fenrir said as he released Remus and walked out of the bathroom leaving Remus to feel just like the aniamle he was...