Like This, He Smiled James/Remus - wall!sex (well, I tried) - 100 words
At two thirty-five on Friday morning, after tossing and turning for a bloody week, Remus calms down. It hits him, at all once, like a shot Firewhisky in winter, when it hits his stomach and stops his shivering.
James laughs, mouth curving in a smile as his tongue wraps around Remus' fingertips one at a time, like he knows. In the empty, dusty, dark corner of a corridor no one uses, map-to-be parchment wrinkling in his fist, James laughs, and pushes Remus further into the stone wall behind him, like he can push him through it. And Remus is calm.
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Like This, He Smiled
James/Remus - wall!sex (well, I tried) - 100 words
At two thirty-five on Friday morning, after tossing and turning for a bloody week, Remus calms down. It hits him, at all once, like a shot Firewhisky in winter, when it hits his stomach and stops his shivering.
James laughs, mouth curving in a smile as his tongue wraps around Remus' fingertips one at a time, like he knows. In the empty, dusty, dark corner of a corridor no one uses, map-to-be parchment wrinkling in his fist, James laughs, and pushes Remus further into the stone wall behind him, like he can push him through it. And Remus is calm.