Holiday Plans
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lesyeuxvertsTitle: Holiday Plans
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 400
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Remus
Prompt: tinsel
Warnings: bondage, toys, AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Written for![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-community.gif)
adventdrabbles day 8 and for ![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
unbroken_halo … happy holidays, hon! I hope you enjoy this!
Harry had insisted on the tree, and Remus had agreed. After years of dark and cheerless Christmases, to spend this one together with light and festivities – Harry nuzzles his shoulder, kissing his collarbone, and grins up at him.
"You think too much. Enjoy the holiday with me."
Remus rolls over, pinning Harry to the floor and ruffling his hair. "You don't think nearly enough."
"Hey, that's not fair. I'm much better at that now."
Harry catches Remus's wrist, kissing the pulse point and tasting the skin there. He kisses his way up Remus's arm to his shoulder. "I planned the Christmas tree out, for example."
"What do you –"
It's a simple enough spell, but quite clever, and Remus is trapped before he can struggle – caught in the tree's embrace, bound there by tinsel and garlands. Harry pushes him back into the prickly branches, kissing away his protests.
Harry has thought this out, and Remus is well and truly trapped – the itch of the tinsel twined around his wrists, the mild sting of the fir needles against his back, the warmth and wetness of Harry's mouth around his cock – Remus arches into it.
Harry kisses the tip of Remus's cock, gathering the drop of pre-come welling up, and then pulls back and smiles up at him, lips wet and shining. He's beautiful like this, on his knees and hard for Remus. "I can plan ahead," he says, reaching down to stroke his own cock. "I thought this out in advance."
He pulls a few of the ornaments down – at a tap of his wand, they're transformed into a butt-plug and a cock-ring, both in festive colors. A garland becomes an ostrich feather, a white ornament becomes a cube of ice, and Harry Summons the lubricant from their bedroom.
Two small silver ornaments are turned into clamps, and Harry fastens them to Remus's nipples. He takes fistfuls of tinsel from the tree and hangs them from the clamps, adjusting them to make the tinsel brush teasingly against Remus's cock with every movement.
"After all," Harry says, nipping Remus's earlobe, "you've taught me that planning ahead is a virtue indeed."
Fisting his hands in the tinsel, leaning into the touch of the feather and the prickle of the fir, Remus has to agree. Harry's plan for the tree had been brilliant – Remus is going to insist on having one again next year.
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 400
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Remus
Prompt: tinsel
Warnings: bondage, toys, AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Written for
adventdrabbles day 8 and for unbroken_halo … happy holidays, hon! I hope you enjoy this!Harry had insisted on the tree, and Remus had agreed. After years of dark and cheerless Christmases, to spend this one together with light and festivities – Harry nuzzles his shoulder, kissing his collarbone, and grins up at him.
"You think too much. Enjoy the holiday with me."
Remus rolls over, pinning Harry to the floor and ruffling his hair. "You don't think nearly enough."
"Hey, that's not fair. I'm much better at that now."
Harry catches Remus's wrist, kissing the pulse point and tasting the skin there. He kisses his way up Remus's arm to his shoulder. "I planned the Christmas tree out, for example."
"What do you –"
It's a simple enough spell, but quite clever, and Remus is trapped before he can struggle – caught in the tree's embrace, bound there by tinsel and garlands. Harry pushes him back into the prickly branches, kissing away his protests.
Harry has thought this out, and Remus is well and truly trapped – the itch of the tinsel twined around his wrists, the mild sting of the fir needles against his back, the warmth and wetness of Harry's mouth around his cock – Remus arches into it.
Harry kisses the tip of Remus's cock, gathering the drop of pre-come welling up, and then pulls back and smiles up at him, lips wet and shining. He's beautiful like this, on his knees and hard for Remus. "I can plan ahead," he says, reaching down to stroke his own cock. "I thought this out in advance."
He pulls a few of the ornaments down – at a tap of his wand, they're transformed into a butt-plug and a cock-ring, both in festive colors. A garland becomes an ostrich feather, a white ornament becomes a cube of ice, and Harry Summons the lubricant from their bedroom.
Two small silver ornaments are turned into clamps, and Harry fastens them to Remus's nipples. He takes fistfuls of tinsel from the tree and hangs them from the clamps, adjusting them to make the tinsel brush teasingly against Remus's cock with every movement.
"After all," Harry says, nipping Remus's earlobe, "you've taught me that planning ahead is a virtue indeed."
Fisting his hands in the tinsel, leaning into the touch of the feather and the prickle of the fir, Remus has to agree. Harry's plan for the tree had been brilliant – Remus is going to insist on having one again next year.
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Date: 2007-12-17 02:39 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 02:40 am (UTC)WHOOT! I love it! Harry's so... yeah with the planning and Remus... damn woman! The tree was utter brilliance! *runs off to rec!*
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Date: 2007-12-17 02:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 03:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 04:47 am (UTC)Hotness. *drools*
That is some tree... *g*
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Date: 2007-12-17 05:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-12-17 08:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-01-06 09:08 pm (UTC)Thanks - glad you liked it! :D
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Date: 2007-12-17 10:42 pm (UTC)