Chapter Two

He'd said yes.

Remus had been a little worried Sébastien would say no and that he'd decided to go on alone. Maybe after a winter by himself, he would have decided he'd rather have a fresh start, and that meant getting rid of everyone from before he'd nearly died.

Sébastien hadn't seemed to be leaning that way, so Remus hadn't doubted too much. He could tell Sébastien had been far more doubtful. After years of being used and abandoned, he wasn't surprised.

But he'd said yes. Mother's ring looked good on his hand. Remus had never seen him wear jewelry, so the smaller ring fit him better. And if Sébastien liked it, that was most important.

When they returned and came in, someone on the ship had finally brought his two trunks and pack and left them in Sébastien's bedroom. Remus had told them to wait so he could focus on seeing Sébastien and not have other people in the house.

"You can use the closet room and the chest of drawers." Sébastien tugged on the tie he'd used to hold his hair back. "I had clothes made, but there's still plenty of room. Do you want help unpacking?"

"I can do it."

Sébastien sat on the bed to remove his boots. "Do you want a bath?"

"That depends if you're in it or not."

Sébastien gave him a look. They hadn't done it in months, and just because they would be getting married, it didn't mean everything from Sébastien's past would go away. He might not be inclined to sex right at the moment even though Remus was practically dying to be buried in his ass. Months of using his hand weren't the same.

"We don't have to have sex," Remus added. It's not like he'd die if they didn't do it right away, and it wouldn't be good if Sébastien wasn't completely into it too.

"It's not sex I'm worried about." Sébastien leaned over to set his boots on the floor at the foot of the bed. "I'm sure you remember the tub isn't that big. Two is going to be a tight fit."

"I think we can make it work."

***

Remus banged his elbow on the pipe sticking out of the wall and swore. Once Sébastien got in and sat, the water level rose dangerously close to the top. With their legs pressed together, there wasn't much room.

It was worth the squeeze to see Sébastien's faint smile as he spoke. "I told you it'd be a tight fit. I miss having a big tub."

"We will one day," said Remus.

Sébastien carefully stood and turned, giving Remus a good eyeful of everything, front and back. "Let me sit against you."

It was hard to make his cock behave once Sébastien settled between his legs and leaned back against his chest. Remus wrapped his arms around him and squeezed. If certain things had gone differently last year…Sébastien wouldn't be against him now. Remus still remembered the consuming panic and fear that Sébastien had died by the beach last year.

"I'm glad you're back," Sébastien murmured.

Remus kissed the side of his neck. "Me too."

Sébastien pushed back against Remus's erection. Whether on purpose or because he'd simply wanted to shift was hard to tell.

"So, uh…" Sébastien suddenly paused.

That wasn't a word Remus usually heard from him. "What?"

"I might as well tell you now since you'll see them anyway…I bought a couple of toys."

"Oh, you mean sex toys?"

"Mhm."

"Okay? You mean a phallus?"

"Yeah. I never bought anything like that before."

"You don't have to be embarrassed," said Remus.

"I wanted to try taking care of myself. We weren't exactly doing much sexual stuff before you left."

"You needed time," said Remus. "Even though we lived, and you're safe now, you were under a lot of stress. I don't expect things to vanish."

"Well…I was thinking it would help if I used them on myself. It's kind of an ingrained thought to try and hold back my orgasm, and I don't want anything from him having that much power over me. I used to barely masturbate in the years after because I was so disgusted by myself. I think the toys helped with getting myself used to being penetrated and finishing."

"I can see that." With Sébastien doing it by himself, there wouldn't be any pressure to do anything or worry about another's pleasure. Also, since he'd started doubting Remus would return, he'd been learning what he liked in regards to taking care of himself.

"If you don't mind using the toys on me at times, I'd like that. It might be easier to start with for a while since I want to have sex with you."

"Like to help prep you?"

"Yes."

"Be honest with me. Did I hurt you last time?"

"No. It's just another way to do foreplay, and since we haven't done anything in months, it'll help me with the initial part. You're not a small man."

"I can do that if it helps you." Remus ran a finger down his upper arm where a couple of the feather tattoos stretched downward.

"Perhaps one day, you can use a phallus on me and suck my cock too so I can experience both. I don't think you're bendy enough to enter me and suck me off."

Remus chuckled. "No, I'm not that limber. Where did that fantasy come from?"

Sébastien lightly shrugged. "I had plenty of time to think this winter."

He should have written that in a letter to Remus. Then again, he didn't seem like the sort to put that kind of thing in a letter and send it. Remus had been busy in the past months, but so busy that he hadn't thought of a few things he'd like to do to Sébastien. Being smaller than Remus would help, and he reached down to hook his hands under his legs.

"What are you doing?"

"Lift them. I just want to see something."

Getting his knees to his chest was no problem with his legs bent.

"I don't really want to fuck in the tub if you're thinking of trying out an odd position. We'll flood the floor and likely end up with a cramp."

"I'm not." Remus let him lower his legs back into the water. "I'm just seeing how flexible you are. If you can pretty much be folded in half, there's a position I think you'd like."

Sébastien glanced over his shoulder with a smirk. "Judging by what I'm feeling against me, you have something very particular in mind."

"It's kind of hard for it to stay down when you're naked and against me."

"Let's hurry up."

***

Sébastien said to start with the second phallus since it was bigger than a couple of fingers, but not so big that it couldn't be used to start out with. The end was tapered, and the base was flared so it was good for gripping and wouldn't get stuck inside.

Sébastien, on his hands and knees on the bed, loosened a little as Remus slid the oil-slickened toy in and out of his hole while avoiding the thicker base. It was thicker toward the base.

"Are you still all right?"

"Yes. Put it the rest of the way. I'll tell you if it's too much."

Remus slid it in deeper to work his rim. When he angled it to stroke Sébastien's prostate with each stroke, Sébastien sucked in a breath as he fisted the sheets.

Remus shifted around him on his knees, removed the phallus, and gave him a good smack on the ass. Sébastien made a noise that was part delight and surprise.

"You know what?" Remus set the toy on the drying sheet they'd spread out on the bed before taking Sébastien by the hips to pull him backward. "Stand up."

"Why?"

"I think you're in need of a good spanking since you haven't had one all winter, except you're not going to be allowed to cum while you're across my lap." He sat on the edge of the bed and took Sébastien's waist once he was standing in front of him. "Do you want a pillow?"

"No."

"You're going over my knee then."

Remus bent him over, and Sébastien had to use his hands on the floor for support for his upper body. He gave a little moan when his ass was grabbed and kneaded. Remus gave him a good smack and rubbed his cheeks to soothe the sting.

"I missed having you like this too." Remus stroked his back before giving him another smack.

"Harder."

"Hang on."

He alternated each cheek and watched them turn faintly pink before giving him a good wallop across both. Sébastien's breathing picked up, and Remus added a little more force. Each strike made Sébastien's hard cock bounce a little on his thigh, and he squirmed like he was trying to rub himself.

"None of that."

Sébastien seemed to be making a real effort to stay still while Remus made his rear a little pinker, but not too much. When he took the phallus again and slipped it, Sébastien swore.

Remus removed it. "Get on the bed."

Sébastien supported himself on his forearms and stuck his ass up. Remus added more oil to the toy and dribbled some down Sébastien's crack. After slipping the tapered end into his hole one, Remus reached around him to grasp cock and gently stroke him.

"Faster." Sébastien squirmed and pushed back against the toy.

"Hang on." Remus ached to be buried between the cheeks he'd just reddened, but he wanted Sébastien to be opened a little more.

"Wait-take it out."

Remus immediately pulled it out. "Do we need to stop?"

"No." Sébastien shifted around to face him. "You can still reach my ass."

Remus bit back a swear when Sébastien's lips closed around the tip of his cock, and his tongue flicked along the slit to collect the pre-cum. Remus wanted to thrust into his mouth and feel the sucking heat along his whole shaft, but it was something he needed to let Sébastien do on his own. He hadn't even expected oral at all since it wasn't something Sébastien was particularly into.

He slipped the toy back in to fuck in his ass in slow, deep strokes. Sébastien shifted his forearms a little as he moaned and started to suck in earnest. Remus tensed his thighs, riveted by the sight of his future husband's lips wrapped around his shaft. He only took enough in to keep from cutting off his air.

He quickened the phallus and angled it to stimulate his prostate with each stroke. Sébastien let out another moan and scrambled to grab Remus's thigh before he took his cock down to the root.

"Fuck!" Remus groaned, moving the phallus faster. Sébastien peered up at him from under his pale lashes. His tongue didn't have much room, but he still managed to move it a little along the underside of the base.

He pulled back and breathed heavily. "Fuck me."

Remus pulled out the toy and dropped it on the rumpled drying sheet as he reached for the oil bottle. While he rubbed oil down his length, it was tempting to simply fuck Sébastien there on the bed. The temptation grew when Sébastien turned around on the bed and presented his ass with his hole gaping.

"Stand on the bed."

Sébastien gave him an odd look over his shoulder. "How are we going to fuck like that?"

"Trust me." Remus got off, and Sébastien carefully stood. Remus pulled him closer. "Put your arms around my neck and hold on. Get your legs around my waist to start."

A little surprise flashed on Sébastien's face as he did as he was told. Remus supported him, let him slide a little lower, and carefully shifted them so his arms were hooked under Sébastien's legs.

"This is why you were testing how flexible my legs are."

Remus stepped back while making sure he had a good hold of him. The last thing he needed to do was drop his future husband on the floor. Sébastien, knowing where this was going, reached down with one arm to guide Remus's cock and get it lined up.

Remus let his head enter. "I won't drop you, but hold on." He tightened his grip and lowered Sébastien who held onto his shoulders. There was something about having him spread and completely open that made Remus want to fuck him like an animal. Sébastien clenched around the head of his cock and made him suck in a breath as he angled his hips a little better to work in his length.

"Remember to breathe." Remus was bigger than the second toy, and dear Elira, Sébastien's hole was tight and slick from the oil as he entered him.

Sébastien hung onto him and squirmed once he was fully impaled. "Shit…"

"Are you all right?"

"Yes." He shifted slightly like he was getting used to the feeling. "Fuck me."

Holding the weight took some effort. Luckily, Sébastien was smaller, and Remus started with a few gentle thrusts.

"You feel good in me," Sébastien murmured in a slightly strained voice against his neck before he tilted his head.

Remus kissed him, and Sébastien let him control the pace while he used Remus's shoulder for leverage so he could move a little, although he was rather restricted in such a position.

He'd missed Sébastien so much over winter. He'd craved to be inside him too, and it was almost unreal that he was back. And inside of him.

"I said to fuck me," Sébastien said in a rather commanding tone.

"Bossy, aren't you?"

"Yes."

Remus quickened the pace, and Sébastien's fingers clutched at his back muscles. "Fuck-"

"Is this what you wanted?"

"Fuck yes!" Sébastien's hard cock brushed Remus's abs.

"Elira, you're tight." Remus kissed him again. If the house burst into flames, he was pretty sure he wouldn't notice. Sébastien's tight ass around his cock and the feeling of his slimmer body against his had commanded all of his attention. Sébastien's right hand wandered along his tensed muscles wherever he could reach as Remus bounced him on his cock.

Heat pooled in his lower stomach, and he dug his fingers into Sébastien's asscheeks as he slammed him down again and again. Fangs skimmed along his shoulder, and he groaned as they drew closer to his neck.

"Fuck, I'm close," Sébastien gasped out.

Remus's nuts tightened as he fucked him every last bit of his strength. His arms were getting a bit tired, but he couldn't stop. Not with Sébastien's breathing rough and ragged against his neck and his nails digging in as he clung on.

He tensed. "Remus-"

His fangs sank in, and the twin pricks of pain only increased the pleasure as Remus's nuts tightened. Sébastien's cum streaked his stomach as he damn near screamed Remus's name, although it came out faintly garbled with his fangs dug in. Remus suddenly came, and he groaned as he held onto him.

His sore muscles didn't matter with Sébastien jerking and squirming against him in his own orgasm. Remus's cum filled his ass, and he slammed him down one last time, needing to feel every inch sheathed in the tight heat while the waves washed over him. Sébastien clenched around him and mumbled against his neck.

He practically went limp. Remus paused, still buried deep in his ass as he breathed heavily.

Sébastien pulled out his fangs. "That was amazing."

"You're amazing." Remus kissed him, trying to convey the feeling. Positions didn't matter. Sébastien himself was amazing to Remus, and he was so glad he'd get to spend the rest of his life with this man. Sébastien cupped one side of his face before he pulled back enough to smile at him.

Remus let his softening cock slip out, and there was a sudden wet sound as some of his cum dripped out to land on the hardwood floor. Sébastien's eyes widened, and a pink blush touched his cheeks. Remus couldn't help but chuckle as he carried him to the bed.

"It's just my cum."

"I wasn't expecting that sound." Sébastien loosened his arms and let himself be laid on the bed. He immediately closed his legs and turned on his side. "My thighs feel like jellied fruit. I love that position."

Remus lay beside him and pulled him close. "Me too, although we can't do that every time."

"I don't want to be permanently bowlegged." Sébastien let out a small laugh against his chest and slung a leg over his hip.

Remus loved the sound of his laugh. It was unusual to hear it too. He rubbed Sébastien's trembling thigh. It grew less as Sébastien's breathing evened out, and he dozed off. Remus let his eyes close.