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  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Harry_Potter_-_J._K._Rowling
  Relationship:
      Remus_Lupin/Harry_Potter
  Character:
      Remus_Lupin, Harry_Potter
  Additional Tags:
      Explicit_Sexual_Content, Underage_Sex, Mild_Language, Age_Play, Anal
      Fingering, Anal_Sex, Rimming, Oral_Sex, Oral_Fixation, Hand_Job,
      Masturbation, Harry_has_a_oral_fixation, Teacher-Student_Relationship,
      OOC, Light_Dom/sub, My_smart_phone_hates_propper_spelling, This_is
      written_on_my_smart_phone
  Stats:
      Published: 2016-03-17 Words: 2522
****** The Lion, The Pen, and The Werewolf ******
by Dorian_The_Grey
Summary
     A pen, a mouth, and a eager hormonal teenager. What is a Professor to
     do?
Notes
     IMPORTANT NOTE: Everything I write is done in my smart phone which
     actually isn't that smart. It keeps replacing words and changing the
     spelling. I've tried to go through and fix everything but I've
     noticed my phone hates the word professor and keeps changing it to
     different spellings and fucking up my work. So sorry in advance. I'll
     try to fix as much as possible because I know how annoying it is.
      
     Just a little practice for my story Messrs Moony, Padfoot, and Pup.
     I'm a bit rusty on my smut so I thought I'd try to freshen up.
     (It's not really know what exactly is Remus' eye colour. Some say
     amber, some say blue, some say green. I would go with David Thewlis'
     eye colour, blue, but personally I like to think them amber. Sounds
     more werewolf like. So I'm going with amber.)
See the end of the work for more notes
Hot. That was just one of the words to explain how the scene before him made
him feel.
Randy was another.
When Professor Remus Lupin had agreed to let young Mr. Potter use his classroom
to study he had no idea what he'd be getting himself into.
Professor Lupin sat motionless behind his desk, his amber eyes locked onto
Harry as the teen continued to slide the end of his ballpoint pen into his
mouth before slowly pulling it back out.
The Defence Against the Dark Arts Professor swallowed thickly, his trousers
growing tighter by the second. It took the brown haired man a moment before
realising that Harry was calling his name.
"Um... Professor... Do you think you could help me with this?" The raven haired
teen asked, his emerald eyes staring back into Lupin's awaiting his reply.
Remus made a soft strangled sound before clearing his throat and slowly
nodding.
"Yes... Yes of course. What is it Harry?"
A heart stopping grin broke out across the teens face before he walked up to
the Professors desk, essay paper in hand.
"I'm not sure how I should word this. I know what the potion does and the side
effects if it's brewed wrong, but I don't know how to put in down on paper
without Professor Snape telling me I'm a 'Illiterate Dunderhead'."
Remus chuckled softly and was about to reply when he looked up and saw that
same pen slipping back into Harry's mouth.
Amber eyes widened as that thin tube of plastic slipped in and out, in and out,
soft wet slurping sounds following behind each time.
Professor Lupin's breath hitch when a low, almost inaudible moan left his
students mouth.
"Excuse me H-Harry. Could you please refrain from doing that?" he pleaded
softly, clearing his throat once more.
"Doing what Professor?" Harry asked innocently, green eyes reflecting only
confusion.
"I would like to request that you please refrain from molesting your pen."
Harry's face turned a bright shade of red, heat practically visibly pouring off
him.
"S-sorry Professor. I-I didn't realise..."
"It's quite alright Harry. I didn't mean to embarrass you... It's just...
Rather distracting." Remus said gently, not wanting to make the boy
uncomfortable.
"I'm sorry... It helps me concentrate... I didn't realise it... Professor Snape
doesn't seem to notice so I thought... It didn't bother anyone else..."
"Well it's no doubt Proffesor Snape wouldn't notice. After all he's only ever
had eyes for L-" Remus froze only just noticing what he had implied. He begged
every deity in existence that Harry would please not catch on.
Unfortunately, despite appearances Harry truly was his mother's son. Just as
intelligent and observant as Lily.
"Wait a second... Do you- You mean- You were turned on?"
Amber eyes squeezed shut as the Defence Proffesor prepared himself for the
disgust that was sure to follow Harry's revelation.
"So, I turn you on Proffesor?" Harry asked, amusment and awe lacing his voice.
Remus' head shot up, gold locking with emerald.
"Just how much do I turn you on, /Proffessor/?" the raven haired boy teased,
practically purring the last word.
"H-Harry... W-what do you think you're doing?" Remus stammered as he watched
his student begin to play with the red and gold uniform tie.
"What do you mean Professor? I'm talking with you." Harry said with obvious
false innocence.
"That is not what I meant Mr. Potter and you know it." the lycan said more
firmly, his back stiffening and fist clenching in an attempt to fend off the
rush of lust invading his system.
He could feel the wolf inside him begging him to take the submissive and
willing bitch standing before him.
'Harry is not a bitch. He is my student and my dead best friends son.' Remus
told his inner wolf sternly. Trying to stomp out any ideas it had about
claiming Harry as it's mate.
During his internal debate the professor had failed to notice Harry removing
articles of his clothing.
The boys cloak laid thrown across one of the desks, his tie hanging loosely
around his neck and the buttons of his shirt undone.
"Professor?" he asked softly, pale hands toying with his belt, threatening to
pull the leather from its resting place at any moment.
"Harry. I don't think you understand exactly what you are doing." Remus
growled, his eyes dialating and beads of sweat breaking out along his forehead.
"Don't worry Professor Lupin. I understand exactly what I'm doing." Harry said
confidently, his green eyes darkening with lust and the possibilities of things
to come.
Remus' breathing became heavy as his heighten senses latching onto everything
going on.
He could hear Harry's heart beating quickly, could smell the lust and desire
that perfumed the air thickly.
"If you keep this up... There's no going back. I won't be able to stop." Remus
warned.
Harry responded by unbuckling his belt and slowly popping the button on his
trousers.
Harry watched in fascination as his professor's eyes began to glow before
staring into his own eager green ones.
"Come here Harry." Remus ordered, his voice strong and commanding.
The tone of it sending shivers down Harry's back and giving him no choice but
to obey.
The raven haired teen walked around his professor's desk, stopping when he
stood just in front of him.
"On your knees." that voice commanded again, and again Harry obeyed it.
Remus stared down at Harry feeling a twisted sense of empowerment at being able
to control the boy before him.
"I'm sure you know what to do from here. Correct?" the Lycanthrope asked,
satisfied when Harry nodded and began to undo his professor's belt and
trousers.
Harry sucked in a small breath when he saw just how big his professor's cock
was, and began to wonder if it would actually fit inside him.
Remus smirked as he looked down at Harry's expression. He was quite aware that
he was rather well endowed, one of the few perks of being a werewolf.
Harry blinked a few times before leaning forward, his soft pink tongue flicking
out to taste the swollen tip. Hearing his Professor let out a strangled moan
gave Harry a burst of confidence, prompting him to lean back in and wrap his
lips around the head, giving an experimental suck.
Remus' own moan intermingled with Harry's, sending a jolt of pleasure through
both of them.
Harry gave a soft pleased sigh before pulling his mouth away and sitting up.
"Wha-" Remus began to protest only to be stopped as he watched Harry slip his
round spectacles off of his face and lay them on the professor's desk.
Shifting himself into a more comfortable position Harry settled himself back
down, one hand gently wrapping around Remus' shaft while the teens hot wet
mouth descended on the large stiff member.
Lupin's fingers flew up, weaving themselves into Harry's dark tresses as that
delicious soft tongue lapped at the sensitive meat of Remus' hard cock.
"Harry" The Defence Professor moaned loudly, fingers tightening in that silky
black hair as Harry's surprisingly expert mouth worked him.
"Wh-where did you-?" He tried to ask only for another loud moan to slip out.
Harry pulled back just long enough to answer "I like putting things in my
mouth. Your cock is a lot bigger than my fingers though." before going back to
his task.
Emerald eyes slid closed as Harry bobbed his head, soft muffled moans vibrating
his throat and sending jolts of pure pleasure down Remus' dick.
Professor Lupin was panting harshly now, his fingers tightening almost
painfully in Harry's hair. Sensing that the other was getting closer to comming
Harry shoved his free hand down his trousers and began to stroke his own eager
cock.
With a strangled cried Remus came, spilling his come down Harry's willing
throat.
The raven haired teen swallowed as much as he could, the rest managing to
trickle from his mouth.
Harry jerked himself a few more times before spilling himself onto his own hand
and clothes.
"T-that was" Harry tries to say, not quite managing to finish his train of
thought.
"Amazing" Remus finishes for him, his panting beginning to slow though his
large member still stood proud.
"You're still-" Harry began to apologize only for his professor to gently cut
him off.
"It's alright. Werewolves have better stamina than normal people." Remus told
him, reaching out to pet Harry's hair before realising what he just said,
"H-Harry! I-"
"I know." the raven haired boy told him with a smile.
Remus was about to begin questioning him on how he knew, when he was
interrupted by Harry kissing him.
It was sweet at first but quickly developed into a heated battle of tongues and
teeth.
"What happens next?" Harry panted once they had separated.
The Defence Professor smiled, amused by just how eager Harry seemed to be.
"Remove your trousers and pants. Then bend over my desk."
Harry followed the orders quickly, dropping his clothes and laying himself
across the professor's desk his perky round arse on display.
Remus let out a groan at the beautiful specimen in front of him. Licking his
lips he reached up with his right hand and carressed the smooth flesh before
him.
Yes, Harry was beautiful.
A soft whimper escaped from between the teens slightly swollen and glossy lips
as he felt those strong callused hands message his soft flesh.
"Remus..." he whispered, his hips rocking forward as his dick began to reharden
at the gentle strokes and firm squeezes.
One strong hand slid up his back, grabbing hold of his shirt before pulling the
loose fabric down and off the younger males arms before letting the cloth drop
to the floor with the rest of the discarded outfit.
Harry now lay before him completely nude, his fair skin glowing softly in the
torch light.
A soft possesive growl rumbled in Remus' chest before he leaned down and ran
his tongue up Harry's spine.
The teens breath hitched and a high pitched whine escaped his mouth as that
warm apendage began to trace his backbone while expert hands went back to
stroking and messaging Harry's arse.
Remus seemed to be taking his time, using his tongue and hands to get Harry
completely relaxed.
Just when Harry felt his eyes begin to droop he was jolted by a sensation he
had never felt before.
Something warm and wet swiped across Harry's opening, causing him to jerk
forward and a strangled gasp to escape his throat.
Harry felt those brilliant hands part his cheeks allowing that sinful warm
muscle easier access to his most intimate places.
Remus continued to lick at Harry's hole, periodically slipping his tongue into
that tight ring.
"P-Professor! Please!" Harry whimpered, his thighs shaking with the effort to
hold him up.
"I do believe, given the circumstances we find ourselves involved in that it
would be rather appropriate to address me by my first name." Remus said,
amusement clear in his voice.
Harry moaned, this time in frustration "Remus, please hurry up!"
"Well it's a start." Remus chuckled before pulling out his wand and casting a
spell he hadn't used in far too long for his own liking.
Harry was about to make another remark when he suddenly felt something slick
and wet drip from his opening.
"W-what is that?" he asked, shifting his hips as whatever the liquid was slid
further down.
"Lubrication charm." Was the simple answer before Harry felt one of those
amazing fingers press against his opening, slowly breaching it.
"Relax Harry, or this will hurt." Remus told him softly as he pushed the finger
past the ring of muscle and into Harry warm passage.
Harry wiggled a bit, not use to the feeling of someone else's fingers inside
him. He did have to admit it was far less awkward than when he tried.
Remus moves his finger steadily in and out, stretching his young lover open.
"You can- can add another," Harry panted, his fingers curling around the desks
edge.
The Defence Professor obliged, slipping a second finger in beside the other.
Harry's breath hitched as the second apendage breached his barrier and began to
open him wider.
It felt like ages before a third and finally a fourth made its way inside.
The burn was beginning to be too much to take, tears leaking silently from
Harry's bright green eyes, before a sudden burst of ecstasy flowed through him.
Harry cried out in pleasure, his breathing becoming short and heavy as he
rocked his hips back and forth trying to increase the feeling.
Deeming him ready, Remus removed his fingers causing Harry to let out a long
high pitched whine.
"Shhh, love. You'll have something far greater in just a moment." the werewolf
reasured his lover before dropping his own trousers and pushing his hard
weeping cock into the body beneath him.
Harry sucked in a small breath at the resulting sting, not even four fingers
preparing him for this.
"Relax, it'll feel good in a moment I promise." Remus tried to soothe the young
male, his hand stroking Harry's back gently.
Harry forced himself to relax, sighing in relief when the pain began to ease.
Once fully inside of his lover Remus paused, letting the younger male become
accustomed to his size.
After a few moments later Harry shifted before telling Remus he was ready. He
braced himself on the desk as the werewolf began to move, thrusting his hips
forward to bury himself into his smaller lover.
Harry moaned as he was pounded into, crying out each time Remus' dick brushed
against that bundle of nerves inside him.
Panting Remus continued to move in and out of Harry, speeding up when he felt
the teens velvety walls begin to squeeze around him.
Reaching down he wrapped his hand around Harry's own cock, jerking it in time
with his thrusts.
Less than another minute later Harry could feel a tight heat inside him,
bringing him close to the edge.
Remus began to move harder, feeling his own climax building as well.
With a loud pleasure filled shout Harry came, spilling his seed across his
chest and the professor's desk. Remus comming right behind, his hot essence
painting his lover inside.
The two lay panting for a moment, Harry across the desk, Remus pressed along
his back.
As gently as possible Remus pulled out of Harry, trickles of come following.
The amber eyed man leaned down a pressed a kiss to his dozing lovers shoulder.
"Mmm" Harry moaned weakly as his professor moved his mouth down to Harry's
entrance once more, licking the escaped come away before gently moving the teen
into his lap.
"Had enough love?" Remus teased, pushing sweaty raven hair from tired green
eyes.
"Nooo" the younger male denied causing the older to chuckle.
"I'll tell you what, Christmas break is just a week away. Why don't I have a
talk with the Headmaster, see if he'll agree to allow you to spend it at my
home?"
Harry's emerald eyes lit up, a sleepy smile stretching across his face.
"I'd love to."
End Notes
     I do hope I managed to do a good job. Like I said, it's been quite
     some time since I've written any smut or slash and I fear I may have
     lost my touch.
     (I know that they use quills but think. Harry grew up in the muffle
     world and Snape is rather picky about things so of course Harry would
     want a rough draft before waisting ink and parchment)
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