[lionheartedwolfx] || Whipped Cream Drabble || Remus & Valerie
After that accident gone terribly right with Remus that one morning, the pair had been spending more time together. Maybe Remus felt the need to because he had taken something so precious from Valerie or maybe he just genuinely liked her. Either way, Valerie wasn’t going to argue the point and just enjoyed being around the other man.
She had no idea what to label their relationship. Not all of it was filled with the pair of them having sex (though it did happen from time to time) but she wouldn’t just call it friendship either. Each time they were intimate together, Remus taught her something new and Valerie felt the need to do something for him grow inside her.
Like any other bookworm, she turned to her romance novels and looked for something she wouldn’t be absolutely terrified to try. When Remus invited her to eat dinner with him and his mates, she figured now would be the best time to attempt what she read.
For once, Valerie knew exactly what she was doing. A bit ironic that she had learned it in one of her books but did that really matter at this point? The dessert in the Great Hall was delicious tonight and as she watched Remus eating the whipped cream off one of them, she couldn’t help herself but try her newly learned trick.
She placed a hand on his upper thigh and leaned over slightly to stop the cream covered finger. Val smiled innocently at him, bringing the finger to her lips. She stuck out her tongue, letting the full length of his long finger rest on it and slid the digit into her mouth, sucking the whipped cream off his tip.
"Mmmn," she hummed, before releasing him.
Remus was staring at her in shock, the rest of his mates having gone quiet as well; their own food paused midway to their mouths. Valerie wondered if she had done something wrong, her mind racing over what she had read.
Then Remus swore under his breath. “Fuck.”
That seemed to snap the other boys out of their daze as well. Sirius moved down the table, reaching over and taking Valerie’s hand. Her already embarrassed face turned redder as he kissed the back of her hand. “My dear Hufflepuff beauty, would you do me the honor of warming my bed tonight?”
Before she could respond, Remus was pulling her hand away from Sirius with a warning glare at his mate. Sirius just sent Valerie a wink while James clapped Remus on the back. “I don’t know how you did it mate, but maybe you can have her talk to Evans for me. Get her to do that little trick too.”
“You sure know how to pick ‘em,” Peter chimed in as well.
“Don’t be daft, Wormtail,” Sirius said with a shake of his head. “Where on Merlin did you find this one, Moony? Is she even real?”
“Of course she’s real,” James commented and smacked Sirius upside his head. “I never expected a Hufflepuff to be so erotic though.”
“Maybe we should go sit over there,” Sirius turned around and began to scan the Hufflepuff table. “There are some cute birds. Think any of them know that trick?”
“Only one way to find out,” Peter smirked.
Maybe at the Great Hall table wasn’t the best place to try out her little trick.
Clearing his throat, Remus rose from the table and Valerie could see that there was some red hue to his face as well. She was probably as red as his Gryffindor colors. “If you excuse us, Valerie and I have some studying still left to do.” Her grabbed her hand and dragged Valerie out of the hall, both of them trying to ignore his mates catcalling and air quoting ‘studying’.
Remus pulled her into the first empty classroom they came across, pinning her against the closed door and his eyes flashing yellow. Valerie had long since wondered why his eyes did that but they were always in the middle of some rather sweaty activity that it was never a good time to ask.
“Do you have any idea about what you just did means?”
Valerie shook her head and glanced down, not failing to miss the bulge that was growing in his trousers. All she knew was that it had certainly turned on the man in the novel and obviously it had done the same thing for Remus. Was it really such a bad thing?
Gently lifting her chin back up, Valerie met Remus’ blue eyes. He wasn’t angry with her. “It means that you want to suck on something else,” he explained and Val’s face flushed once more. Oh. Remus gave a chuckle and connected their lips in a slow kiss. “Don’t worry,” he reassured her. “You don’t have to do that if you don’t want to.”
“I’m sorry,” Val started, “I just wanted to do something sexy for you, I guess. You’ve been teaching me so much, I wanted to surprise you this time.”
“Well, you certainly did.” Remus chuckled once again. “Now, how about that studying?”
This time Valerie giggled and wrapped her arms around Remus’ neck, losing herself in his lips and body.
