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Remus Lupin and Revelry in the Dark (ch.3)
🕑 Added 2024-05-27 21:49:08 +0000 UTCRemus left poor fucked silly Rosemerta on the floor, lying in the puddle of juices and bodily fluids. The lusty barmaid had been left exhausted and completely cum drunk by Remus’ efforts.
His semen slowly dripped out of her holes and onto the hard wood floor of the Three Broomsticks, while the woman herself stared blankly up ahead, an expression of lovestruck wonder fixed onto her face.
Normally Remus would have taken a moment to admire his own handiwork – there was, after all, something viscerally satisfying about seeing a woman completely defeated by the power of cock, knowing that it was his manhood that did it.
But this time there was a spooky young woman sitting in front of him.
And as much as Remus loved the name, and in other circumstances would have loved to see how true it was, this time he could not help but be spooked by the creepy aura that clung to the young woman like a lovestruck teenager on a Valentine’s Day.
Remus could feel shivers running up and down his spine just from the mere sight of the intruder and that said a lot to him. He was Remus Lupin, the horndog extraordinaire.
And yet in this case, Remus had no choice but to think with his actual head, rather than his ‘little’ one like he usually did.
On the surface, Luna looked like a lovely, barely legal tart of a young woman. Small yet perky tits, flat belly, mouthwatering swell hips, thick thighs and cute little feet. Her tiny pussy looked untouched, with a neat strip of pale blonde hair above it.
Her face was cute, with an upturned button of a nose, large blue eyes. Her pale blonde tresses framed her face as a dishevelled mane, that looked like it never knew the touch of a hairbrush. The young woman’s beauty was of a simple, unvarnished kind, with not a hint of makeup and radish earrings the only jewellery on her.
All in all, Luna looked exactly like the kind of innocent young woman Remus would go after with all of his considerable charm.
But that was only at first glance.
The closer look, and, more importantly, his werewolf sense revealed a far more alarming picture. Luna smelled of the Moon. As paradoxical as it was, Luna made Remus feel as if he was right on the cusp of werewolf transformation, with a full moon above him. Even after all these years and efforts spent on learning how to control his condition, it was still not a sensation Remus relished.
The human look of hers seemed less like her true appearance, and more like a mirage, a phantom concealing a far more otherworldly truth beneath.
When the realisation hit him, Remus felt the urge to smack himself. He knew what Luna was now.
One of the fae.
Well, fae-blooded at least. There was no way one of the true Fae would ever find themselves surrounded by so much iron as there were in the Three Broomsticks.
The elation did not last long. Fae were always trouble. And that wide knowing stare of Luna’s was unnerving in the extreme.
Remus tried to think of what he knew about Lovegoods. Even in his younger days Xenophilius had a reputation of a complete loon, while Selene had been a budding prodigy down in the Department of Mysteries if the rumours flying around at the time were to be trusted.
So what sort of mad nonsense could those two have gotten to that resulted in this...entity in front of Remus?
Either ignorant or uncaring of the turmoil happening inside of Remus’ head, Luna smiled that damn smile of hers and hopped off the table. Stepping lightly, Luna flew through the space between them and before Remus could so much as blink, Luna’s delicate fingers were already on his penis.
“What big cock you have, Mr. Wolf.” Luna said, admiringly as she patted his cock.
Each touch of her cool palm against the engorged flesh of his manhood, made it twitch and throb and drip precum down onto the floor. Luna’s cool pale fingers made a nice contrast with the red of his erect penis.
Remus swallowed, his mind caught up in a war between wariness and arousal. With the Lovegood’s strange aura, Remus’ wolf side was acting up, spurring on his most primal instincts.
Which was why, even while the rational side of him was screaming at him to get away and put a nice thick layer of cold iron between himself and this strange girl, the wild side of him was very interested in seeing what else those dainty fingers of hers could do with his cock.
Remus really should have left.
Instead, he opened his big mouth:
“It’s to better fuck naughty girls with.” He said, his voice coming out as half a growl.
Luna gasped, but there was neither shock nor fear on her face. A mysterious smile was all she was giving him.
“Am I a naughty girl, Mr Wolf?” She asked playfully. “Oh, that won’t do. Mommy always told me to be a good girl.”
A shiver ran down Remus spine at the word ‘Mommy’. Nope. Surely it was just Selene, no ominous secrets there, right?
Ignoring that for a moment, Remus leaned into the roleplay.
“You sure are, Luna.” He said. “Watching a man fuck his woman without permission? Very naughty. Only voyeurs do that, and they are very naughty people. I am afraid you’ll have to be punished.”
Contrary to his words, his cock twitched in anticipation. Remus certainly wouldn’t mind spanking Luna’s tight little behind.
All in the name of discipline, of course.
“But I wasn’t peeping!” Luna protested. “I was watching out for nargles.”
Remus tried to remember if he had ever heard of these creatures. Ah right, one of Xeno’s mad delusions.
Meanwhile, as if utterly lacking in any sense of shame, self-preservation or propriety, Luna did not back away. No, the naughty young slut instead grabbed Remus’ cock with both hands. The two of them together were finally enough to encircle his prodigious girth.
“Oh my!” Luna gasped quietly.
Even through the strangeness Remus could feel the weird young woman focus her attention on his manhood. Slowly, as if unsure, Luna started pumping his cock, moving her hands up and down the shaft.
“I use this big stick of mine to punish naughty girls like you, Luna.” He said.
It was irresponsible of him to continue going along with whatever madness drove Luna Lovegood. The fact that she had managed to sneak up on him should have been enough on its own to spook him. There was, after all, a sensible approach to this bizarre situation: retreat, observe from a distance, analyse, come up with countermeasures if necessary.
Instead, Remus was encouraging the little fey!
It was the werewolf inside of him, it had to be. Luna Lovegood’s….lunaness was affecting it, making it act up and press on his insticts more than it was supposed to outside of the nights of the full moon.
And Remus was loving it.
It was hard to resist the urge to simply give in, to let go of the frail, wimpy human flesh and embrace the beast within. He could even imagine himself growing bigger and taller, covered in fur and with canine cock raring to knot some bitches.
What had been dreaded during his tumultuous teenage years, had long since became a source of pleasure. Mastering his curse was a pain and chore, but the results were worth.
This didn’t mean the werewolf within Remus was in any way tamed. No.
Every time Remus transformed, there was a chance that a wild wolf within would prove to be stronger and usurp control over him.
So transforming now, under these strange new conditions filled Remus’ heart with worry.
It was best avoided.
So with a considerable effort of will and self-mastery, Remus pushed away the wolf, retaining his human form and reason.
Luna pouted. The suddenly childish expression took Remus by surprise. Especially due to how hot it looked with Luna’s hands still giving him a clumsy handjob.
“Why did you send Mr Wolfie away?” She asked and stopped moving her arms.
Remus swallowed, feeling suddenly wary.
“Mr Wolfie is not a very nice guy. He would have probably been very naughty, when you clearly need some discipline.” He said.
Luna scoffed.
“Nah, he didn’t have any nargles around him.” Luna said, sounding so confident it almost sounded believable. Then suddenly Luna’s eyes widened, and pale grey light poured right out of them. “I want to dance with Mr. Wolfie, would you kindly invite him back?”
Well that Remus no choice. The werewolf roared back to life and rushed to force its dominion over Remus. Pure ecstasy flowed through Remus’ veins as his muscles bulged, his face lengthened into a more canine shape, while black-grey fur grew on his body.
Within seconds transformation was complete, as swift and easy as it was possible.
His tapered canine cock hung between his legs, rapidly growing in popularity in length and thickness. At its base was a knot, waiting for the chance to swell in some breeding sow’s cunt.
It didn’t take long for Remus’ werewolf cock to grow erect. The instincts that even recently raged within him, were now in complete agreement – there was a fit young woman right nixt to them. Remus was going to claim her tight nubile body.
The cock looked ridiculously, obscenely big compared to Luna’s slim face. From Remus’ angle it almost looked big enough to completely cover Luna’s face all on its own.
And yet….
Luna licked her lips, her eyes staring worshipfully at the thick pillar of manhood at her disposal. She parted her full lips, opened her mouth wide….and swallowed Remus’ cock whole.
“Glurgkh!”
Miraculously, she even managed to do it without choking...much. From 0 to a 100. One moment Remus’ penis was twitching in the cool air of the Hogsmeade night, the next all of his inches were safe and warm and pleasured down in Luna’s throat.
Remus threw his head back and howled in pleasure.
Luna might have been a weirdo with a creepy connection to the Fae, but she sure as hell knew how to treat a man’s cock right. All of it, from the tip to the knot was being pleasured, but her throat and by her lips, by her tongue and by that delightful humming she was doing. It sent pleasurable vibrations right through his cock and up his spine.
It was a miracle Luna Lovegood was capable handling his massive manhood so proficiently. But even she could not do it without consequences. Luna’s eyes were rolled back, showing the whites of her eyes, while clear arousal dripped down from her untouched snatch.
It felt so good. Too good really. Remus always considered himself a manly man, a stud who always claimed the upper hand in any ‘bedroom tussles’ and yet here and now Remus found himself unable to cope with the onslaught of carnal pleasure. Luna’s nimble tongue made him cum in no time at all, as if he was a virgin getting his first blowjob rather an experienced seducer of women.
Remus came. He let go of what little restraint his still possessed and started spurting rope after rope of semen. The flood usually overwhelmed the sluts Remus usually fucked, but this time his lover maintained control all throughout.
Luna swallowed, gulping down dose after dose of his hot cum. Sometimes she would take all of his cock in her throat, making sure his cum ended up deposited in her belly without being tasted. Other times Luna would keep only the cockhead in the trap of her lips, making sure to relish the taste of Remus’ werewolf semen.
When Remus stopped cumming, Luna let go of his semi-hard cock and opened her mouth, showing off the cum she had collected. Then like a good girl she wished to be, Luna swallowed everything Remus had given her.
When Remus noticed the silver glow radiating off of Luna Lovegood, he felt the strongest urge to hit himself he’d felt in a while. How reckless he was, cumming into a clearly magical being!
Semen, like all bodily fluids, was suffused with his magic. It could be used for many things, from simple power amplification and energy exchange, to complex rituals that, if used and directed properly, could really mess someone’s life up.
Thinking quickly, Remus delved into his new lover’s mind.
A chaotic mindscape of nonsense greeted Remus. The whole things made no sense. No orderly progression, no concrete plans or criteria for decision making. Just a whirl, a storm of dreams and nightmares, random daydream and persistent catchy tunes that Luna couldn’t get out of her head.
No, it wasn’t this simple.
Here and there Remus would encounter cracks in the mind scape, jagged scars, leading to...where? Remus did not know and frankly he did not want to find out. One thing was clear though, whatever this condition was, it was clearly hurting Luna.
Suddenly, Remus felt Luna bury her face in the fur of his abdomen. The young woman’s hands were still clutching his cock, which was now slick with Luna’s spit.
“Please, Mr Wolfie.” Luna pleaded, her voice muffled by the fur. “Make me feel good.”
Remus preferred when his beastly loving was begged for with a voice more frenzied with lust rather than heavy with desperate need, but for once in his life, Remus was going to fuck a beautiful young woman not out of desire to dominate but out of pity and compassion.
So Remus hooked his powerful arms beneath Luna’s thighs and, once his hold on her wassecure, dropped her wet cunt right onto his throbbing erect cock.
The moan that come out of Luna’s throat sounded more like a sigh of relief.
Not that Remus gave this weirdo much time to relish the sensation. With powerful motions, Remus lifted Luna up and down his cock, impaling her again and again.
He was using her not like a slut to be conquered, but like a sex toy, an onahole to be used for temporary relief. The strange young woman was just so slight, Remus feared he would crush her in any other position.
Nevertheless, their rutting was highly enjoyable. Remus could honestly say he had never fucked a woman this tight. Luna’s delicate little pussy hugged his slut-maker of a cock like a glove a couple of sizes too small.
Remus was not ashamed to admit to not lasting as long as he usually did. Everything about his situation just got to him!
It only got worse when he flooded Luna’s womb with his magically charged semen. The radiance pouring out of her got so intense, it momentarily blinded Remus. For a brief moment Luna looked not like a strange human, but like something fey, something alien aping the form of a female human.
It lasted for no more than a fraction of an instant, instantly being replaced by Luna’s usual look.
And yet it had been more than enough to start Remus questioning:
“Just what the hell did I get into?”
