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Birthday Fic for
busaikko!Title: The Hunt
Author: smoke
Rating: NC-17
Characters: Remus, Bill, Charlie
Kinks: Alpha Remus, Weasleycest, rough sex, oral, anal, hand job, frottage, felching, snowballing, rimming, biting, licking, hunting, a little dirty talk, and general rolling about in the dirt
Summary: It's the night before the full moon, and Charlie wants to join his big brother and Remus in their night out. The condition is that he gets to be the prey in their all night hunt.
This story assumes the relationship between Remus and Bill that was built in Alpha Wolf, a story co-authored by
snegurochka_lee and myself. Thanks to schemingreader for last minute beta help.The has become a
at The Burrow for May of 2007. Thank you Admins!
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Charlie pressed his back hard into the tree, and fought to control his breathing. Coming in great, ragged gasps, it sounded loud as the roar of a dragon in his straining ears. He closed his eyes. Two great breaths through the mouth, then, quietly, quietly, breathe through his nose, and listen. His breathing controlled, he bumped his head angrily against the rough bark as the pounding of his heart now took over his senses. Control. He wiped the back of his gloved hand over his mouth, leaving a smudge of dirt. His heart slowed, and he focused on his surroundings again.
The forest was bright with moonlight among the leafless trees. The stand of firs to his left was darker than a miser's heart, but where Charlie stood, trying to meld his body with a tree, it was almost light enough to see color.
This was not what he had anticipated when he came to visit. Not this hiding in the forest, trying to avoid a couple of werewolves the night before the full moon. Well, one werewolf, and one.... What was Bill, exactly? Charlie knew his brother didn't transform, couldn't infect anyone, but he also knew, from their talks late into the night, that Bill had a lot of the wolf in him. He knew that Bill spent a couple of days both sides of the full moon with Remus. He knew that Bill could be aggressive and confrontational on the night of the moon. Bill avoided Fleur those several days, and his twin brothers had sustained a bruise or two watching Bill those first few moons. Until he'd started spending them with Remus, that is. Exactly what Bill and Remus got up to for those few days, Bill hadn't said. Not exactly. But Charlie wasn't stupid, and he spent enough time around beasts and randy dragon keepers to have a pretty good idea. When he had arrived for a visit the day before the full moon, and asked if he could spend the night with Remus and Bill, Bill had been adamantly opposed. Remus had agreed with Bill, but while his voice said no, his eyes had roamed Charlie's body with interest. So Charlie had pushed.
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"You really up for this, Charlie?" Remus had circled him slowly.
"I can handle myself."
"No." Bill paced the room, unable to sit still. "Charlie, you have no idea."
"Oh, I think I have some idea, big brother." Charlie grinned, not taking his attention off Remus for a second.
"Do you want to be hunted, Charlie?" Remus' voice was soft. "Do you like the idea of being stalked through the moonlight by a couple of wolves?"
"Remus, no. You said this wasn't about... about...." Bill choked on the words.
"About sex?" Remus was still circling Charlie. "It's not. Not between you and me, but Charlie isn't a werewolf."
"But I'm... you're... we're not...."
"No. But Charlie is. Right, Charlie?"
"As an Irish galleon." Charlie grinned.
"But..."
"You used to like wrestling with me."
Bill went scarlet. "We were kids."
"And now we're all grown up. Come on, Bill, share your wolf with your little brother."
Bill fell back on his childhood standby. "Mum will kill us."
"Mum, had best not find out, don't you think?" Charlie was sarcastic.
"Fuck." Bill sank into a chair and dropped his face into his hands.
"I certainly hope so." Charlie was eying Remus hungrily.
"You know you won't win, Charlie. You'll get tossed around and bruised and cut up. Scratched, bitten...." Remus leaned in close to his ear. "And thoroughly fucked."
Charlie had licked his lips. "When do we start?"
That had been earlier this afternoon. Three hours after moon rise, they had met at the edge of the forest under the Hunter's moon. They were dressed warmly, and in dark Muggle clothes. Bill was still uneasy.
"It's too close to full. You might get hurt."
Charlie had snorted. "Listen, I appreciate your protective instincts, big brother, but I work with dragons, and even worse, with dragon keepers."
Bill had not laughed. Remus had shaken his head. "You love to hunt, Bill, and you know he's safe. I think your brother likes it a bit rough, yeah?" Charlie had nodded. "And it's not like we're going to eat him." He gave a feral grin. "At least not in the 'big, bad wolf' sense."
Bill had almost backed out then, but the moon was up, and he was almost crawling out of his skin. He finally gave himself a good shake, and rubbed his gloved hands together. "Let's go then."
"No rules?" Charlie had asked.
"No rules." Remus' grin flashed in the moonlight.
~~
Charlie was the fox. As much as he was not averse to eventually being caught, his survival instincts and competitive nature took over, and he put all his efforts into avoiding the other two. He knew they were not working together to find him, and that if they came across each other, well....
Bill had jumped him once. He'd been distracted by the hoot of an owl, and Bill had come out of nowhere, hitting him hard with his shoulder, knocking him to the ground. They had wrestled in the leaves, scuffing up dirt and breaking sticks and generally making a racket. Charlie was afraid that if he didn't get away quickly, Remus would be on them, and then he wouldn't have a chance. He'd kneed Bill rather hard, and run while his brother was curled up in a ball groaning. Instinct had driven him up a tree, and he could still see Bill, just staggering to his feet when Remus entered the scene.
Remus had grabbed Bill by the collar, and forced him to his knees. Bill had dropped his head submissively and remained still as Remus circled him. He couldn't hear what Remus said, but Bill nodded and rose. Charlie had a hard time stifling a gasp when Remus threw Bill back against a tree, and dropped to his knees in front of him. Remus yanked Bill's trousers down, and growling, attacked Bill's cock with his mouth. It was almost brutal the way he ripped the orgasm from Bill in just a few moments. Then he spun him around, released his own cock from the confines of his jeans, and drove into Bill with animal efficiency.
Charlie was so hard he hurt, but was unable to take the problem in hand for fear of falling out of his tree. He watched helplessly as Remus drove relentlessly into his brother, finally twisting his hips, throwing his head back and howling. Remus remained still for a few moments, then slid his hands up Bill's flanks to squeeze his shoulders. He dropped his head and... Charlie couldn't be sure, but he thought Remus bit Bill rather hard on the neck. Bill's head lolled sideways, and Charlie could hear the moan all the way up his tree.
The two men straightened their clothes, looking around. A quick nod, and they parted company, with neither heading toward Charlie's tree.
"Fuck." Charlie slid down the tree, adjusted himself, and ran.
~~
And now, Charlie was trying to become one with a tree as he listened. Remus was stalking him. At least, he was pretty sure it was Remus. Although heavier than Bill, the older man had a lighter tread. Charlie was getting tired, and the chill of the October night was finally seeping into his bones despite the exercise. He was about out of adrenalin, having used a great deal of it in his narrow brushes with the wolves. About half an hour ago, Remus had lunged at him, his fingers raking Charlie's scalp but missing his collar. If his hair had been a bit longer, Remus would have had him, but he'd ducked away. A dive behind a rock, a reaching stick to trip Remus and send him tumbling down an embankment, and Charlie was away.
But Remus was back on his track. Charlie waited, letting his breathing and heart rate calm. He was about to venture out when he heard it.
"Chaaarlieee. Come out, Charlie." The voice was Remus', but higher, lighter, almost sing-song. "Aren't you getting tired, Charlie?"
Charlie held his breath; a twig snapped to his left, and primal fear, like cold water, trickled down his spine.
"Come on, Charlie." The voice was lower now; Remus' normal voice. "You know you want to end this." Leaves rustled to Charlie's right. "Don't you want to get fucked, Charlie?" Charlie closed his eyes and stopped breathing. For a long moment, there was total silence, then, just when Charlie felt his lungs might burst, he heard the steps move on.
Charlie let his breath out slowly, but remained still for several more minutes before he cautiously stepped from behind his tree. And came face to face with Remus. Remus' hand flashed out for Charlie's jacket front, but the younger man's dragon-honed reflexes threw him back out of range. Unfortunately, he over-balanced, and when he stumbled, Remus was on him, driving him to the ground, his hands tearing at Charlie's clothes.
Charlie kicked and bucked, clawing at Remus' face and hair. His gloves prevented scratches, but the strength was there, and when he gave a final heave of his hips while throwing a punch at Remus' face, he was able to dislodge the man and scramble to his feet.
Remus caught the back of his jacket, pulling him into a bear hug. Charlie tried head-butting back into his face, but Remus pulled away with only a bloody lip.
Bill appeared.
"Hold him." Remus growled the command.
Bill paled and backed away, shaking his head. Remus managed to free one hand long enough to cuff Bill, then shoved Charlie into him. Bill stepped back, his hands automatically coming up to grab Charlie's arms as his back collided with a tree. Charlie's teeth snapped a fraction of an inch from Bill's nose before Remus yanked off his own glove with his teeth, and stuffed it in Charlie's mouth. Charlie kicked back as Remus tore down the collar of his jacket, and fastened his teeth on the back of Charlie's neck.
"Yield." The word was slightly muffled by Charlie's flesh.
"Fuck you." Charlie tried to spit the worlds out around the glove in his mouth, then couldn't stop himself from whimpering as Remus teeth closed harder on his body. Charlie stilled, and there was only the sound of ragged breathing in the woods.
Remus loosened his grip a little. "Will you yield?"
When Charlie didn't answer, Remus released him with a growl, and tore at his clothing. Charlie's trousers were soon in shreds. and he felt the hot head of Remus' stiff cock nudging at his entrance. He knew this wasn't going to be gentle, and tried to relax as he heard Remus murmur a charm. He barely registered the slick feel of lube before Remus plunged into him. He cried out as he was shoved forward into Bill, whose back was still against the tree. Remus fucked him hard, nearly lifted him off his feet with the force of his thrusts. Charlie's eyes closed and he let his body relax, as he enjoyed the feeling of being thoroughly used. It was then that he realized that his very stiff prick was rubbing against his brother's very stiff prick. He moaned, opening his eyes and looking into Bill's. Bill licked his lips, then leaned forward, used his teeth to pull the glove from Charlie's mouth, and claimed his lips in a punishing kiss. Bill's grip on Charlie's arms became less of an attempt to hold him still, and more of an attempt to pull him close as he frotted hard against his younger brother.
Charlie came first, with Bill a split second later. Remus gave a final thrust and held it, his teeth gnawing the side of Charlie's neck as he emptied himself inside the young man.
When they finally relaxed, Charlie placed his hands on the tree on either side of his brother's head and kissed him gently. Bill ruffled his hair, and Remus chuckled. "Well done." His voice rumbled in Charlie's ear. "Now just you stay right there."
Charlie looked over his shoulder in question, but Remus had already moved back. Bill's wand banished his clothing, and Charlie shivered in the early morning air. A warming spell followed, and Remus' voice was once again in his ear. "Have to check you over; can't send you home like this."
Charlie felt Remus nuzzle his neck, then slowly lick the tender spot where he'd bitten him. Charlie tipped his head to the side, giving Remus better access, and the warm tongue soothed the bruised flesh. After several swipes, it traveled up Charlie's neck, and strong teeth nipped his earlobe, tugging at the gold stud. Charlie shivered, and the wicked mouth moved to the back of his neck, nuzzling and suckling.
His attention was suddenly grabbed by Bill who had slid down the tree, and was lapping the cum from his belly. Again and again, the pointed tongue slipped into Charlie's navel, cleaning and savoring the taste of him. When Remus' hands and mouth slid down his back, and the strong hands parted his buttocks, Charlie whimpered and braced his feet wide.
A few long swipes of Remus' broad tongue, and Charlie was mewling and shaking. When Remus' tongue dipped inside him, swirling and sucking, and Bill's mouth closed over his cock, Charlie's knees almost buckled. His gloved fingers tore at the bark of the tree, and inarticulate sounds came from his mouth. His cock stiffened again, and when a warm hand fondled his balls, he spilled into his brother's mouth. Strong hands gripped his hips, keeping him from falling, and only when the two tongues left his body did he look down. Remus leaned around his leg and Bill met him half way. Charlie could tell from the way Remus's cheeks hollowed that he was sucking and licking his cum from Bill's mouth.
"Oh, fuck." Charlie couldn't hold himself up any longer, and he sank slowly to the ground between the two werewolves.
"None of that now." Bill laughed as he stood, lifting Charlie by his upper arms. Charlie, seeing his brother's stiff cock right in front of him, got other ideas. Turnabout was fair play, after all, and with a soft moan, he sucked in his older brother. Bill gasped and leaned back against the tree, his hands fumbling in Charlie's hair, his moans encouraging him. Lupin stood, his own stiff cock bumping the top of Charlie's head. Bill took him in hand immediately, and Remus kissed him deeply while Bill brought his alpha to climax.
After Charlie had sucked his brother dry, he got shakily to his feet, and the three of them leaned against each other, the tree keeping them upright. When they finally moved apart, Remus used his wand to restore their clothing to its original state. He brushed a few lingering leaves out of Charlie's hair.
"So. You do this every month?"
"Some variation of it." Remus stretched, his back cracking and popping.
Charlie ran a hand through his hair, and looked at the eastern sky where it was flushed with the first light of dawn. "Wonder if I can get more vacation time."
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