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Remus hummed to the music he could hear coming from the pole room as he made his way up there. Sirius had been busy lately with classes and coaching some competition girls on top of their charity work. Remus on the other hand had been just as booked up with Recovery work and helping Teddy with redoing some things at their flat.

“Hi my pearl,” he said, popping his head in.

Sirius was sitting cross-legged against the pole with their laptop on their knees and headphones on, despite the music playing over the speakers. Ah, they were in classic multitask mode.

“Hi, caro! Sorry, is the music loud? I’m video editing but I am listening. Wish Teddy was here, this bloody software is migraine inducing.”

Sirius had recently started a kinky patreon for people around the club and wider, where they had some rope tutorials and videos from them and Remus talking about certain kinks. Remus didn’t flush too much talking about most of them, but that was mainly because Sirius made him record the video when his scale was firmly in all-the-sex-now and they had to cut the end of the video off unless they wanted it XXX-rated. It was really doing well, and Remus was very proud of them.

“No you’re good! What are you doing?” He went to sit next to them on the floor. They had their usual manic look in their eye, meaning they were onto something or other. It had to be something other than editing the video because they seemed excited.

“I’ve found a new idea for a kinky challenge, I think it would be great to do daily little videos for the Patreon.” Sirius looked at him, grinning. “Do you want to film with me?”

Remus raised an eyebrow. “Explain this a little more.”

“It’s a 30 kinks, 30 days,” they said earnestly, pushing their headphones down to their neck. “But, we don’t have to do every day, it can take us months to do but on a day we feel up to it, we pick a kink out of the jar of kinks and try it out.”

“Oh, okay, yeah we can do that. That sounds like fun. Is there a list or do we get to make the list? And what would the videos be like?” Remus asked, watching them with a fond smile. They were always so focused when they were negotiating.

Sirius smiled. “We can make our own list,” they said, nodding. “The videos could just show us discussing our initial reactions, and then our thoughts after?”

“Yeah that would be good.” Remus agreed. Exploring kinks they didn’t do or do much of could be fun.

“Do you want to make a list with me now?” Sirius retrieved a notebook from beneath their laptop.

“Yeah, is there some list we can look at? Make it a bit easier instead of pulling them from the air.” Remus wrangled his phone out of his pocket.

“Google some lists. I have a few I want to try—free use, cock warming, cross-dressing.” Sirius went about writing them down.

All those sounded like a great idea to Remus. Not that he really got going for cock warming or cross dressing but he’d try almost anything. He was pretty open at this point in his kink life. “Master/Slave,” Remus said with a grin. It had been on his mind previously but Sirius was too much a brat for that usually.

Sirius looked up with wide eyes. “Yeah, okay,” they said, writing it down without looking away from Remus.

“What about abduction? Oh, primal? And there’s helplessness,” he said, skimming an article.

“Yes, and yes. Go into the forest somewhere and you can chase me. Well, we do that around the house anyway don’t we?” They laughed. “Helplessness? Like a role play?”

“Yeah… like you are stuck somewhere and I come along to save you.” Remus gestured vaguely with his phone. He didn’t really have a full idea formed on it yet but helping Sirius with anything always gave him those butterflies.

Sirius looked off over his shoulder for a moment. “Oh, I’m a princess tied up and helpless, you come and rescue me but you want something from me first…”

Remus grinned. “We can absolutely do that, princess.”

“I can wear a pointy hat and a cheap princess dress you can rip off me.” Sirius gave him the sweetest smile, before looking back to the paper. “I saw a TikTok the other day. Ice butt plug, and it made me curious, so I googled it and now I want to try an ice dildo.”

“I don’t know about a pointy hat because I might not be able to keep it together. A tiara instead.” He snorted before considering the ice butt plug or dildo. “Would that be safe?”

“It melts very quickly inside the body cavity,” they said very matter of factly.

“Ah you were doing research.” He nodded. “Okay that sounds good. We could give pet play a try, get some tips from Marly.”

“Oh yes, maybe she could film me a clip for the video talking about pet play!” Sirius started writing vigorously.

“Okay, let me see what else.”

In the end they got a good solid list of thirty kinks. Some of them were new to them while others were old hat. Some things Remus vetoed — like foot fetish and blood play. Sirius of course vetoed degradation even though Remus would have never suggested it. The whole challenge sounded like a fun idea, and Remus was happy to join Sirius in trying it out. He would have to revisit the list to plan some of the scenes though since they all weren’t their run of the mill kinks.

“Are you happy with the list, princess?”

Sirius looked it over with a grin. “Very much so, Daddy. I’m excited. Do you want to try one today, after we film the intro?”

“Yeah, we can do that.” He nodded. “Are we going to pick them at random or just choose from our list?”

“Random would be fun?”

“Yeah, I like that idea.” Remus agreed with them.

“And if it’s not feasible that day, we put it back in and try another.” Sirius gave him a grin before tearing out a sheet of paper, then tearing it into pieces.

“Excellent.” Remus kissed their cheek before standing up. There was an empty mug Sirius kept in the room from some competition that could work for storage — though they would have to make sure Teddy didn’t grab it by accident if he came by for a visit.

“Mm, what one are you hoping for?”

“Maybe edging… or face fucking. Start off easy and that way I don’t have to worry about planning something too quickly.” He grinned before padding back over to them with the mug. “What about you?”

“Mm, something easier to break us in. Maybe free use, or one of the roleplay ones.”

“Yeah, I’d be happy with those too.” Remus nodded.

“Of course you would.” Sirius kissed his cheek before dropping a handful of pieces of paper into the mug, then set about writing on a handful more.

“So we’re going to film the intro and pick on camera? Do you want me to set the camera up?”

Sirius looked up with their eyes wide and a big smile on their face. “Could you? God, I love you.”

“I love you too, princess.” Remus kissed the top of their head before pushing himself up. “Is the camera up here still?”

“Yes, it’s in the wardrobe,” they said, writing away.

Remus nodded before heading over to grab that and the tripod. He set it up in front of the fainting couch then went about grabbing their ring light as well. “Okay.”

“Alright.” Sirius stood up once they were done writing the kinks out. “Can you sit down for me? I’ll get it framed nice on your beautiful face.” They kissed him on the way past.

“All right, I can do that.” He snickered before sitting down for them, draping his arm on the back of the sofa.

Sirius groaned. “Look sexier,” they said, peering into the camera and fiddling with the focus.

“Ha! I’m just sitting here.” He relaxed, spreading his legs wider.

Sirius swooned, holding onto the tripod. “God, okay. We have to film before I just climb into your lap.”

Remus snorted another laugh. “Am I giving off too much Dom?”

“Never too much Dom.” They hit record then padded over to sit next to him, kissing him softly.

“Mmm, thank you.” He kissed them back before settling in.

“Alright, ready?” Sirius fluffed their hair and sat up a bit straighter, tucking one leg up.

“Yep.” He nodded, letting them take the lead here.

Sirius did their intro to the camera, looking every bit confident and natural as they did. Remus was happy to sit there and listen, nodding or adding something in every so often. This was their thing, he was just along for the ride. Though they always insisted he should be more active because he was such a great Dom. He didn’t mind being more chatty when it came to instructions, but otherwise he was good to just lend a hand.

Speaking of, it came the time for them to pick the kink so Sirius held the mug out to him. “Here, Daddy. You pick.”

“Thanks princess.” Remus dipped his hand into the mug, swirling the papers around. He plucked out one paper then opened it.

Face Fucking

. His stomach did a little flip because it was one of his favorite things. He turned it to Sirius with a smile.

Sirius peered at the paper before grinning. “Face fucking! Aw, one of your favourites, Daddy!”

“An excellent start, I’d say.” He nudged them.

“Oh yeah?” They grinned at him. “So this is something we do often,” they said to the camera, explaining a little.

“Definitely very often,” he added with a laugh.

“Like, all the time.” Sirius laughed. “Do you want to talk a little about why you like it, Daddy?”

Remus paused for a moment in thought. “Well first of all Sirius has the best mouth.” He laughed.

Sirius flushed, smiling. “Be careful, they also have a praise kink,” they teased.

“That’s an easy one to hit.” He laughed, knowing that he could just get them to be a pile of mush in no time just with a few words. “I like seeing how much you can take and I know that you like it a lot too, so any time you like something a lot I love giving it to you.”

Sirius grinned. “Yeah, and that’s like a little self-fulfilling circle, because I love it more if you love it,” they explained with a laugh. “For me, I enjoy it physically, but I also really enjoy the power aspect of it. Often I’m restrained, so I have very little I can do but take it, and handing over my trust like that to Daddy is really exhilarating.”

Remus’ stomach did a little flip at Sirius’ explanation. “And I love that so much. The control I have with it is — a blowjob was something I think I felt the most comfortable with sexually when I was sorting out my sexuality, so it just makes me feel very content in my control and power.”

“I like that for you too.”

He rubbed a hand over their thigh, giving it a squeeze. “But if you’re not experienced you need to be very careful and very mindful of your partner. I mean you all should be anyway but if it’s new it’s definitely something that should be treated with even more care as you figure out what they can take.”

“Yes, and it’s always a good idea to establish a non-verbal safe word in case you can’t verbally. Ours is three taps with any part of my body, including my head. I’ve done it before where Daddy has his hand in my hair and I’ve pushed three times against his grip.”

“Exactly, and that also doesn’t mean your scene is over. Sometimes princess just needs some air. I sort of know which one it is just by instinct now but make sure you’re clearly communicating.” Remus chuckled.

“Absolutely!”

“Also maybe be aware that you can get bruising on the top of your mouth. Sirius was made aware of that recently.” He snorted.

“Your dentist can tell,” Sirius stage-whispered to the camera.

Remus shook his head remembering Sirius coming home, cackling, after their last dentist appointment. “Is there anything else, princess?”

“Apart from that I’m excited to try one of our favourite kinks?”

Remus laughed, he couldn’t argue with that.

***

Sirius leaned over and turned off the camera. They were excited to try one of their favourite kinks today and they imagined because it was going to be a good face-fucking too; Remus would want to give it a good go.

“I’m going to get us some waters, okay?”

“Mhmm. Do you wanna scene now or later?”

Remus stood up, stretching his arms above his head. A slice of his skin peeked out from where his shirt rose. “Now, so long as you want to.”

Sirius bit their lip, their eyes stuck on that delicious slice of skin. “Mm, I’m very okay with now.”

“Okay, put your collar on and kneel on the floor in front of the sofa.” He paused in the doorway.

They swallowed. “Which collar, Daddy?”

“Your leather one with the heart ring.” Remus smiled before heading off down the hallway for water.

Sirius smiled to themselves before going to the trunk to retrieve the collar. They fastened it in the mirror then knelt on the floor in front of the sofa, hands on their thighs. They could almost imagine Remus sat before them. Their mouth watered at the idea.

He appeared back in the doorway not too long later, apparently not looking to make them wait today. “Hi princess.” Remus padded over to the sofa, setting the water down on the end table before going to the trunk.

“Hi Daddy.” Sirius squirmed, looking over their shoulder at him.

“I think we’ll use that new pretty pink rope.” They watched him sort through the trunk for a moment before coming up with a bundle of rope.

“Ooh, two of your favourite kinks. Lucky Daddy.”

“Well you mentioned your arms being tied.” Remus moved behind them then knelt down. He kissed their shoulder before they could hear him uncoiling the rope. “Couldn’t pass that up.”

“Uh-huh, I do like it like that the most.”

“I know, princess.” The rope looped around their forearm. “You’re so smart, you always have such good ideas.”

“Ideas Daddy happens to like a lot,” Sirius said. They could feel themselves going floaty just with the feel of the rope.

“Mmhmm, which means you’re very clever.” They could feel the knots against their skin each time Remus pulled the rope through. “And you’re doing such a good job with your videos.”

“Yeah? I think they’ll be popular…”

“I think so too, princess.” He pressed another kiss to their shoulder, brushing their hair out of the way to kiss up towards their neck.

Sirius gasped, tipping their head back onto his shoulder. “I’m glad you agree.”

“Only because you’re so good at what you do.” There was a scrape of teeth as he managed another knot. Of course he could tie without looking. They shivered, feeling his fingers working.

“Yeah, god.”

“You’re so confident on camera and it definitely is an added bonus that you’re so gorgeous.” He nipped at their skin.

“I couldn’t concentrate when you were touching me,” they admitted.

“No? Should I have waited to put my hand on your thigh? I was just so proud of you.” He feathered kisses back down their neck.

Christ, Sirius felt hot all over. “Ah, I love it when you touch me.”

“I know, princess, and you were so good doing what you needed and paying attention.” Remus hummed, tightening the last bit of rope.

“I like filming. Feels—ah—good to use my knowledge.” They groaned, rolling their head to the side so they could nuzzle his neck.

“You’re so knowledgeable, it’s so sexy.” Remus’ hand came up to their chest then slowly slid downward.

Sirius moaned softly, tipping their head forward to watch his hand. “And you get to teach a bit too.”

“I do. That’s nice but god listening to you talk so passionately is so wonderful.” His hand came to stop just above their growing bulge.

They tried not to whine, trying to be patient even as his words made them feel hot all over. “Fuck, please.”

“You’re being so good too, princess.” His hand slid back up towards their chest then he held it in front of their lips. “Nice and wet, princess.”

Sirius obediently opened their mouth, sucking eagerly on his fingers. God, they loved it so much.

“Good job, you’re listening so good.” His other hand came around and gently circled over their cock through their leggings.

Sirius moaned around his fingers, their hips jerking at the touch. They were meant to be doing face-fucking but Sirius wasn’t going to complain.

“Such a perfect mouth. I can’t wait to put my cock in it and come down your throat.” Remus continued to move his hand over them, sliding his fingers out of their mouth.

“Mmm, mmph,” they managed, their moans no doubt reverberating around Remus’ fingers. They couldn’t wait for it either but this felt so good too. They lifted their hips, sucking on Remus’ digits.

Remus sadly took his fingers away and soon they were sliding into their leggings and wrapping around their cock. “You’re so beautiful like this. Gasping for me.” He gave them a stroke, nice and firm.

“Oh fu—Daddy, please.”

“You can come whenever you want princess. I love watching you come undone. You’re so pretty. So gorgeous when you’re moaning.” Remus’ hand moved faster.

“Ahh, thank you Daddy. Your hands feel so good.” Sirius arched, bucking their hips into his touch.

Remus pressed a kiss to their neck. “Thank you princess. Do they feel all rough from when I went out climbing yesterday? They feel so nice around your gorgeous cock.”

“Ahh, yeah, they feel so good. Fuck.”

“Yeah? I love your cock so much. I love getting you off like this because you get so squirmy but you try so hard to be so good and you’re being so good, princess,” he said softly in their ear.

Sirius shuddered, his words pushing them that much closer to orgasm. “Oh fuck, you’re gonna make me come,” they gasped out.

“That’s exactly what I want, princess.” Remus’ lips grazed their ear as his hand moved faster. “I love the noises you make when you’re about to come, it’s so sweet.”

“Ahh, ah, fuck, Daddy,” they whined, back arching as their orgasm struck through them. Their toes curled and they pressed against their bindings, feeling them dig in.

“Oh that’s so good. Good job, princess. You’re doing so good,” he all but cooed.

Shivering and breathing hard, Sirius slumped against him. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Perfect.” When he let his hand drop from around them he brought his come slicked fingers back to their lips. “Here, lick.”

Sirius opened their mouth, licking his fingers. “Mm, love your fingers.”

“I know princess.” He kissed their jaw then pressed his body against them, his erection grinding against their thigh.

“Mm, can I be good for you, Daddy?”

“You’re already being good, but you can be even better.” With one more kiss Remus stood up before moving to sit in front of them. He sat back with his legs wide and his arm on the back of the sofa. “I could just sit here and look at you, princess. You’re so pretty.”

Sirius groaned at the sight of him, their stomach doing somersaults. Instead of waiting patiently, they opened their mouth and stuck their tongue out.

***

Remus sat, watching Sirius eagerly opening their mouth. Something about them ready to be used, ready to trust Remus immensely, made him dizzy. He unzipped his jeans, pushing his bottoms down with his underwear. Sighing at his cock finally being free, he wrapped his hand around the base, giving it a squeeze.

“God, look at that pretty mouth.”

Sirius pouted. “Please, Daddy,” they said before opening their mouth again.

“Come a little closer, princess.” He could feel his flush creeping down his neck.

They shuffled forward on their knees, mouth still open, chin tilted up, until they were kneeling between Remus’ legs. Their gaze kept flickering between his face and his hard cock. He reached out with his free hand, carding his fingers through their hair.

“Always so desperate for Daddy.”

“Always want you, Daddy.”

With a smile he tightened the grip on their hair before pushing their head down to his cock, his erection twitching even before their mouth reached the tip. Remus saw Sirius smile before his cock pushed past their lips, the wet heat of their mouth engulfing him.

The noise he let out surprised him, but he closed his eyes, pushing Sirius further down his cock. “Fuck, princess.”

Sirius made a pleased sound, their throat convulsing around him for a moment as they arched against their bonds. Remus looked back down at them as he yanked their head nearly off his cock then back down. Gasping, his hips bucked at the feeling of their throat around him. Sirius just moaned, their body going utterly pliant in his hands as their tongue dragged up and down his length.

“Ah, that’s so good.” Remus held them down for a moment, thrusting his hips the best he could in the position they were in. He wanted this to last for ages but he felt like he was all ready to come now.

Sirius gagged, moaning again. “Mm, mhm.”

Remus moaned at the noise, his toes curling as he thrust again before pulling them back up by their hair. He could feel himself inching closer and closer to his climax as he continued to fuck their mouth. “God you take it so good.”

Sirius groaned, their wide eyes looking up at them as spit gathered at the corners of their mouth. They had that glassy look in their eyes.

“So — so perfect for me.” Remus pressed their head back down, his hips thrusting up as he came down their throat. His body shivering through his orgasm.

“Mm!” They arched again, shuddering as he held them down. They moaned lowly, hollowing their cheeks around his cock.

He held them there until his body relaxed into the sofa. “Fuck,” he said trying to catch his breath.

Sirius just looked up at him the whole time, their eyes so perfectly pleading, content to stay there until he eventually let them pull back. He dropped his hand, melting for a moment.

“Oh my god. Fuck, you’re so good, princess.” Remus closed his eyes.

They rested their head on his thigh, still breathing hard. “Mm, love you,” they said softly.

“I love you.” He ran his fingers through their hair. “Are you okay? Do you need anything?”

“Maybe some water, please.”

“Okay.” Remus reached over for one of the glasses of water and held it to their lips. “Here, princess.”

They took a sip, still restrained but they looked so relaxed. Remus brushed their hair back then set the water aside before he could lean forward and start undoing their bindings.

“Feel good?”

“Mm, very good. So floaty.” They smiled, leaning against him.

“I can tell, princess.” He kissed the top of their head as he undid the last knot. “When you’re ready we can do the after part of the video.” Snorting a laugh, Remus lifted them up into his lap.

Sirius chuckled, resting their head on his shoulder. “Should’ve kept the camera running, we would’ve been able to just do one take and get a porno out of it.”

“Ha!” Remus rubbed his hands up their arms. “We’re not making an OnlyFans.”

They nuzzled into him. “People would

pay.

”

“For you, absolutely.” He massaged over the points where the rope had dug into their skin.

“And you, you’re the perfect Daddy.” They groaned, relaxing into him.

“Thank you princess.” Remus kissed over their hairline.

“Shame I don’t have a remote for the camera.” They lazily lifted one arm and gestured as if with a remote.

“I need to fix my jeans. I’ll turn it on then we can cuddle again?” Remus kissed them softly before sliding them onto the sofa and standing up. He made a mental note to buy them a remote for the camera.

“Mm, love you.” They sat up, taking a moment to make themselves look slightly more presentable.

Once he put himself back together and turned the camera on he sat back down next to Sirius. “Cuddle?”

Sirius promptly climbed into his lap, looping an arm around his shoulders. “Yes,” they said with a laugh.

“Sure you’re ready?” Remus chuckled, his arm going around their waist. They were all cuddly and floaty post-scene, which was always adorable but he didn’t know if Sirius wanted to wait a little longer.

“Mm. I saw another creator post a video after a scene and it was so funny. I don’t mind being floaty.” They leaned in and kissed his cheek.

“Okay.” Remus rubbed their back. “Go for it.”

“So.” Sirius grinned, fluffing their hair a bit. “We just did our face-fucking scene. I personally had a lot of fun, as you can probably tell.”

Remus couldn’t hold back his snort of laughter again. “Yeah it was very fun.”

“What did you think of this kink, Daddy?”

“I loved it, of course.” Remus thought for a moment. “I like when I get you off first because you go all pliant.”

“Mm, I like that too because I’m usually so desperate to be good after you let me get off.” Sirius laughed.

“The one way to tame the brat, along with praise.”

“Praise helps a lot, and a caning.” Sirius grinned. “But this was good, it’s one of our go-to kinks so we do it a lot.”

“Yeah, I don’t have much to say on it except for we’ll probably keep doing it whenever.”

“Oh yes, I’ll throw a tantrum if you say no more face-fucking.”

“Ha! Remember when you had that root canal awhile ago?” Remus laughed again.

“I was so very upset!”

“And grumpy because you had to even go to the dentist in the first place.”

“I hate the dentist.” Sirius grinned. “So, face-fucking gets a 10/10 for us?”

“Definitely a 10/10.” Remus nodded vigorously. “Oh and don’t forget to keep some water close by.”

“And maybe not if you have to give a presentation or something, the voice can be a bit croaky after.” Sirius grinned, saying goodbye to the camera before they got up to turn the camera off.

Remus stood up again, pressing a quick kiss to their cheek. “Good job, princess. Would you like me to make dinner now?”

“Mm, you look after me.” They smiled, wrapping their arms around him.

“Of course I do.” He hugged them tight. “Come downstairs with me so you can sit there and look pretty.”

“Of course Daddy. I’m done with work today, anyway.”

Remus pecked them on the cheek. “Good. Let’s go.”

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Sirius poured themselves another coffee, taking a sip as they headed for the stairs. Today was a quiet Sunday so they were wondering if Remus might be up for a little content creation, once he had woken up anyway. They headed into the bedroom with the dogs on their heels, toeing the door shut behind them.

Their husband stirred, the covers hid his face though, so only his grey curls poked out. Sirius had never loved him more. They climbed into their side of the bed, pulling the covers up.

“Hi, caro.”

“Mmm, morning my love.” Remus shuffled closer to them, his arms wrapping around their waist and his head resting on their thighs.

Sirius stroked their free hand through his hair. “Sleep well?”

“I sure did.” Remus hummed then pressed a kiss to their thigh. “How about you?”

“Mhmm, so well. I got a bit done this morning too.”

Remus yawned then cleared his throat. “It’s Sunday though.”

“I know, but you know me.” They scratched their nails over his scalp. “What do you want to do today, Daddy?”

“Mmm, I’m open to anything.” He sighed. “That feels nice.”

“Yeah?” They carried on, scratching their nails in slow circles. “Maybe we can film another kink video? We have a whole day to ourselves.”

“That sounds good.” He let out a pleased noise.

“What kink are you hoping for? Something new?” Sirius’ stomach flipped at the idea. They had become very settled—and incredibly fulfilled and happy—in their kinks, but Sirius was always curious to try something else.

“Yeah, a new one would be fun. What one do you want the most?” He asked before reaching for their coffee.

“Mm, the ice dildo. They’ve been in the freezer hidden under the ice creams Teddy doesn’t like for a week.” Sirius laughed. “I’ll go and get the cup, and maybe the camera?”

Remus chuckled. “Oh I didn’t even realize.”

“I know.” They set their coffee down and extricated themselves from under Remus, then slipped off to the pole room. They grabbed the mug of kinks from where they’d stored it in the trunk, as well as their favourite leather collar and the camera on its tripod.

When they came back, they found Remus holding a small wrapped parcel. “Hi princess.”

Sirius blinked, setting the tripod down. “Hi Daddy.”

“Here, this might be helpful.” He held out the box to them.

“Do you just have little gifts on hand whenever?” They laughed, climbing back into bed with him, the camera forgotten.

“I surprisingly do not. I just pay attention to what you want.” Remus passed them the gift and they took his hand for a quick kiss.

“Thank you,” they said, before gingerly opening the gift, trying to remember what they had shown him recently on social media.

He rested a hand on their thigh. “You’re very welcome.”

Sirius opened the box to see a little remote, the same brand as their camera. “Ah! Yes! You distracted me from recording with gifts but it works out for the best!”

“I figured it could be helpful.” Remus kissed their cheek.

Sirius turned and kissed him properly. “Thank you Daddy.”

“You’re welcome princess.” He cupped their cheek, kissing them back. Sirius hummed into the kiss, smiling as they deepened it for a moment. He sighed, pulling back. “Let’s not get distracted.”

“As if we ever would.” Sirius gave him an angelic smile before turning and hitting record on the remote. They’d checked the framing as they set it down.

“No never.” Remus settled against the headboard.

“Ready, Daddy?” They turned to look at him, his grey curls in the late morning light. He was so handsome.

“Absolutely.” He put his hand on their thigh.

Sirius cleared their throat and did their usual intro to camera, glad for Remus’ hand on their thigh even if it did make them feel a little warm. After a bit of chat, they picked up the mug of kinks from their bedside table and held it out to Remus.

“Okay, Daddy, what are we doing today?”

Remus dipped his hand into the mug and pulled out a slip of paper. He unfolded it then let out a snort.

Sirius laughed. “Oh god, what is it?”

“Cock warming.”

Sirius laughed even more. “Jesus. We tried it once and it descended into a mouth fucking very quickly—see last week’s video on face-fucking earlier in the series.”

“It just is not something we like.” Remus chuckled. “Ah, I love teasing Sirius but it’s not the way I prefer to tease.”

“Maybe it will be fun to try though. Guarantee I’ll be squirming within five seconds.”

“At least I get to stay in bed.” He shrugged a shoulder.

Sirius snorted a laugh. “Let me finish my coffee first.”

“It’s not going in your mouth, we can enjoy the coffee while we do it.” Remus let out a cackle.

Their eyes widened. They had assumed they would be going down on Remus, but he had a point, and that would be even worse torture. “Oh.”

“I already know I’m not going to be the biggest fan of this.”

“No? Let’s give it a good try, though.” They looked towards the camera. “We’ll check back in!”

Remus snickered, already reaching to the side table. He opened the drawer and rummaged around for a moment.

“What do you think, Daddy? We can take it off the list if you really don’t want to.”

“No, we can do this.” He tossed them the lube. “Get yourself ready. I need to go to the bathroom real quick.”

Sirius caught the lube and begun shuffling out of their pyjamas. “Alright. Love you.” It had been long enough now that they weren’t worried he would do something he didn’t want to.

“Love you!”

Sirius got to it, excited by the prospect of trying it properly this time, and besides, they got Remus inside them so it couldn’t be all bad. They groaned as they fucked themselves with two fingers, already feeling breathless.

Only a minute or so later Remus came out, already gloriously naked. “Hi princess.” He paused at the end of the bed, watching them.

Sirius moaned at the sight of him. “Ah, hi, Daddy.”

“God, you’re gorgeous.” He came to sit next to them in bed. “You’re gonna read while we do this.”

They bit their lip, stilling their fingers inside themselves. “What am I gonna read?”

“One of those raunchy ones you like on your kindle.” Remus reached across them to where their kindle rested on top of their laptop.

“Ah, yeah? That’s gonna be torture, Daddy,” they murmured, lifting their hips.

“That’s the point princess.” He set the kindle next to them. “On your side when you’re ready.”

Sirius chuckled, reluctantly pulling their fingers out so they could roll over. They were already feeling a little floaty at the idea. Remus pressed a kiss to the back of their neck before they felt his cock sink into them. Sirius groaned, arching at the feeling of him.

“Fuck.”

Remus let out a soft noise as he pressed into them to the hilt. “Mmm. Now pick up your kindle and read.”

Sirius let out a slow breath, taking a moment before they could move. Jesus, he felt so good. But they reached out and picked up their kindle, navigating to a steamy book they were halfway through.

“Good princess.” He wrapped his arms around them before sighing as if he wasn’t inside them at the moment.

“What are you gonna do, Daddy?”

“Take a nap,” he murmured.

Sirius nearly choked. “Really?”

“Mmhmm.” He yawned.

Sirius stifled a scoff, trying to get comfortable but they had the insistent urge to grind back against Remus.

“Stay still princess,” Remus said.

“Trying, Daddy.” They took a deep breath, stilling themselves.

“Good princess.”

***

Somehow Remus dozed off, buried deep inside Sirius. It wasn’t exactly his favorite thing to just lay around with his cock in Sirius not doing anything, but it was pretty good to tease Sirius with. It seemed like they were doing okay because they hadn’t woken Remus up with grinding against them. Honestly this kink felt a bit boring to him.

“How’s the book?” Remus asked around the yawn.

Sirius made a low noise. “Mm, I’ve been reading the same page for the last few minutes.”

“Ha, you poor princess. You know I read how some Doms make their sub cook or clean with their cock inside their sub.”

They groaned. “No way.”

“Why?” There was no way he’d do that.

“I wouldn’t be able to concentrate. I’d be dropping everything. I can barely read my book and this is actually good.”

Remus chuckled, rubbing a hand down their side. “Poor princess.”

Sirius shuddered, their body clenching around him. He gripped their hip, trying to still them the best he could.

“No moving.” He gave their thigh a smack.

“Ah! Ah, I didn’t mean to!”

“Mmmhmm.” Remus pressed a kiss to their shoulder.

“Just can’t help it when you touch me,” they murmured, leaning into his touch.

“Well I’ve been inside you and you’ve been doing well.”

Sirius chuckled. “Barely.”

“How long was I napping?” Remus walked his fingers up their thigh.

Sirius groaned. “Um, about half an hour?”

“Wow you’re doing so good.” Remus hummed and rested his hand on their hip again, shifting slightly to get comfortable.

They moaned at the movement. “You feel so good.”

“Thank you princess.” Remus sighed before batting a hand behind him for his phone. There were other things he wanted to accomplish today after this. “I think we should go to the store and look at paint options for the kitchen.”

“Ah, really? Not like this.” They laughed.

Remus laughed, shaking his head. “Oh my god, no. Never like this in public. Didn’t Marly send you that TikTok about a couple fully fucking at some dive bar?”

Sirius laughed, which descended into a moan when they arched. “Oh fuck, yeah, she did.”

“We are not those gross people.” He rubbed the hand on their thigh in a soft circle. “Public sex is on the list but my god there’s limits.”

“We are not. I am not letting any part of my bare skin touch a dive bar, I’m too—ah—too old for that.”

“Only when you were young were you pulling your leggings off for me in dive bars.” He let his nails scrape softly.

“Ahh, yeah. Always been desperate for you.”

“I know and I love it.” He pressed a soft kiss to their neck then swiped open his phone, trying to take his mind off the fact his cock had just twitched inside of them. Sirius did no such thing, a moan skipping from their lips.

“Are you looking at paint?” They asked incredulously.

“Mmmhmm.”

“Good lord.”

“Just Daddy works fine.” Remus opened up his browser.

Sirius whined. “Daddy, fuck me, please.”

Remus laughed, shaking his head. “No princess.”

They just let out a slow breath. “Okay, Daddy.”

“Good, princess.” He kissed their cheek. Even though he was hard inside them right now, he wasn’t much interested in getting off today, feeling totally meh. It’d be fine if Sirius got off but he didn’t want to actually go through the motions of sex and getting off.
“You’re being really good.”

“I hate to say it but I’m getting used to it.”

“Ha! That’s sort of amazing.” Remus scrolled through the paint choices. He would definitely have to see them in person but he wanted to get an idea. Also what else was he meant to do without shagging Sirius as he sat there with his cock in them?

Sirius groaned. “Tell me about it.”

“This is really awful.” Remus snorted then descended into laughter because he couldn’t hold it together anymore. “I’m calling waffles.”

Sirius let out a laugh. “Waffles,” they repeated.

He carefully pulled out of Sirius, rolling onto his back still cackling. “Christ.”

“That was not as hot as I thought it would be,” Sirius said through laughter.

“I was firmly meh and I think it made me want sex even less!” He threw a hand over his face.

“Ah! Maybe it’s just not for us,” they said.

“No it is not.” He dropped his arm to look over at Sirius. “Do you want to get off?”

Sirius hummed. “Maybe later, once we’re home?”

“Sure.” He kissed them on the cheek.

Sirius smiled. “Love you.”

“I love you too, princess.” Remus stretched out for a moment. “Should we put clothes on and do the outro?”

“Mm, yes.” Sirius sat up, running their fingers through their hair before they reached for their discarded pyjama bottoms and shrugged them on.

Remus shuffled out of bed to retrieve some sweats and a tshirt. “Can we stop for tea and some pastries too on the way home from the store later?” He asked, pulling on some clothes.

“Of course. When would I ever refuse you sweet things?”

“Never my pearl.” He flashed them a grin before climbing back into bed. “Let’s wrap this up then.”

Sirius settled back on the bed and picked up the remote, hitting record again. “Well. We safeworded out of it.”

Right as they spoke, Remus descended into laughter again. It was just too funny. “Sorry! Sorry — ha, god. It was just — just boring.”

Sirius snorted. “I read a book for half an hour.”

“I fell back to sleep then looked at paint colors. I was already firmly feeling meh about sex but it just pushed me further away from wanting anything.” He managed to stop his giggles to explain how he felt.

“I can see it being somewhat hot when you are on the other end of your scale, but not right now!”

Remus shook his head because he doubted no matter his scale he would not be a fan. “I think I’d still be bored. There’s other ways I prefer to punish or tease you that don’t feel… I don’t know…stationary.”

That made Sirius descend into laughter again. Remus put a hand over his mouth, his shoulders shaking because that tipped him into laughter too

“Can — ah — if this is anyone’s kink can you tell us why? I just want to know. Or is there something I’m missing?”

“Yes please! Please explain it to us. I love Daddy’s cock but not like this.”

Nodding, Remus snickered. “I read people make their sub clean while they do it. But how?”

“How?!”

“I don’t want to be just… following them while… attached.” Remus chuckled once again.

Sirius laughed, pressing a hand over their mouth. “I’m so sorry, cockwarming fans.”

“If you enjoy it, that's great! It’s just not for us.”

“Exactly! What are we rating this, Daddy?”

“1 out of 10. We should come up with a rating system.”

Sirius shrugged. “We could also do it entirely intuitively. 1/10 for me too.”

Of course they thought he wanted some sort of rubric. “No, no like 1 paddle out of 10. Or something silly like that and we can edit one paddle on the screen.” Remus gestured vaguely.

Sirius snorted. “One ball gag out of ten. I love it!”

“Yes!”

“Okay, one ball gag out of ten for cock warming! Subscribe for more 30 kinks, 30 days!”

Remus kissed their cheek. “Good job princess.”

Sirius grinned, hitting the record button again. “Good job, Daddy.”

“Shall we have breakfast and get going?”

“Yeah, let’s.” Sirius leaned over and kissed him. “Love you.”

“Love you.”

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

As usual the past few years, Remus had arranged for them both to go away after intake week, and they were currently in the car on Friday night going to the New Forest. They were hoping to climb a little, and they had tucked the mug of kinks into their kink bag, hoping they’d find something fun to do.

“Here we are,” Remus said as they arrived at the AirBnb. “Looks cute.”

“Oh, it’s adorable!” Sirius opened the passenger door as soon as the car was stopped, venturing closer to the wooden cabin.

Behind them Remus gathered their bags from the boot. “It looks like a little fairy tale cottage.”

“Right!” Sirius swiped to get the code for the key safe before inputting it and retrieving the keys. “Here we go,” they said, unlocking the door and heading in.

It was so cosy inside, with a wood burner in the living area and a bathroom and bedroom off through the other doors. Remus went towards the bedroom with the bags.

“Got to check to see if the bed is good,” he declared.

“Of course. I’m checking the bath,” Sirius called, wandering through the kitchen area before they headed to look into the bathroom. It had a beautiful corner bath that they were excited to try out, but they made a beeline for the bedroom to join Remus on the bed. “Is it good enough for the King of Sleep?”

He was spread out like he was about to make a snow angel. “It’s very nice. Perfect amount of cozy.” Remus smiled at them.

Sirius crawled onto the bed next to him, cuddling up. “Mmm, good.”

“Hi princess.” He wrapped his arms around them and pulled them close.

“Hi Daddy.” They kissed his cheek.

“It feels like it’s been a million years since we scened.” He snickered.

“Yeah? What would you like to do this weekend?”

Remus hummed, his hand rubbing over their back. “Maybe we could do one of the kinks for your video series. Though you may be upset if we pulled the ice one.”

“We’d just have to do that one as soon as we get home,” they said with a laugh, eyes closed as they pressed their face into his shoulder. “Let’s pull one and see what we get. Tonight?”

“Sounds good. Maybe nap now then dinner?” Remus kissed the top of their head.

“Of course you want to nap,” they teased.

“I always want a nap.” Remus gave them a little jab in the side.

“Alwa—ah!” They squirmed away, laughing.

He chuckled, holding them tight and dropping his hand from their side. They hummed happily, nuzzling back into him.

“Let’s nap.”

They eventually drifted off to sleep, listening to the sounds of the birds outside. Sirius woke a little later, with Remus still asleep beside them. They rolled over and grabbed their phone, trying not to wake him with the bright screen.

Eventually he stirred, stretching out next to them with a yawn. “Should I start dinner then we can pull from the mug?”

“Mm, sounds good. The groceries we got are still in the car,” Sirius realised with a laugh.

“Naps were more important.” He sat up, laughing. “I’m sure the cooler kept it all right.”

“All your outdoor gear comes in handy.” They leaned over and kissed him softly.

“See,” he kissed them back. “Marrying an outdoorsy person really played in your favor.”

“Exactly.” They snickered. “Let’s go make dinner.”

“Deal.” Remus rolled out of bed before going out towards the main area. Sirius watched him for a moment before slipping off the bed and following him out.

They spent most of ‘making dinner’ sitting on the counter and very occasionally passing Remus an ingredient he needed. They sat down on the sofa in front of the wood burner not much later with a delicious pasta dish.

“To another successful intake week, and an even more successful weekend away.”

“Cheers to that.” He hummed, clinking his glass of wine against theirs. “Every intake week I’m so glad when it’s over.”

“I love it, but me too.” They took a sip of wine then tucked into dinner.

When they were nearly through Remus nudged his foot against their thigh. “What do you hope we got for a kink?”

“Hmm, something new, ish, I think” they hummed.

“A treat for being away.” He laughed, setting his dish aside.

“Exactly! Something new for a new place. This one is nice, isn’t it? Bit far away, but nice.”

“Yeah, it is. It’s a great place to do something loud.” Remus chuckled.

Sirius snorted, leaning their head on his shoulder. “Oh god.” They sighed an almost Austen worthy sigh. “Shall I go grab the mug?”

“Are we going to record the starting bit too?” Remus kissed their cheek.

“Yeah, let’s, actually, or we never will. I’ll grab the little tripod and we can film on my phone.”

“Okay, sounds good.” Remus rubbed their side. They leaned over and kissed his cheek before climbing off the sofa, grabbing the dishes to drop into the kitchen on the way.

Only a few moments later they came down with the mug of kinks and their mini tripod, setting their phone up to film. Unfortunately that didn’t have a remote, so Sirius had to press record then get comfortable next to Remus.

“Ready?”

“Yep!” Remus put his hand on their thigh. They smiled at the possessive way he always did that when they filmed.

Sirius went off into their usual opening spiel, talking a little about what the series was. “Alright, Daddy. Time to pick a kink.”

“All right princess.” He reached into the mug and plucked out a piece of paper. When he opened it he smirked and raised an eyebrow before turning it to Sirius. They leaned in.

Primal play.

“Oh. Perfect place for it.”

Remus nodded. “Yeah, I’ve always wanted to try primal play. What about you, princess?”

“Mm, I’m excited. We do a bit of primal play around the house, Daddy chases me and drags me around. But we have about an acre of land here in the middle of nowhere.”

“Yeah we don’t really have the acreage at home to do it for real outside.”

“Mm, exactly. My instinct is when it’s dark, but that feels kind of dangerous.”

Remus made a noise of agreement. “Yeah I’d worry about you getting lost, honestly.”

“So what about early tomorrow morning, you might hate that.”

“How early is early?” He raised an eyebrow.

Sirius smiled slowly. “Sunrise?”

Remus groaned. “Oh god.”

“It would be hot.”

“I may be so tired and not interested.” He chuckled.

“True. Late morning, then,” they said with a laugh.

“Deal.” He smiled smugly.

Sirius laughed. “See you tomorrow, then,” they said to the camera, before standing up and going to turn off their phone.

Remus stood up as well then trailed towards the kitchen. “Want dessert?”

“Depends what kind,” they murmured.

“Ha, I’m thinking the lemon cake my mam made.” They heard him rustling around.

“Mmm, perfect.”

Getting back on the sofa, they listened as he got everything together. Soon enough he came back through with the cake and two forks. “Here we go.”

Sirius grinned, taking one of the forks as he sat down beside them. “You know, we could always do a little scene tonight, if you were in the mood.”

“We could.” Remus nodded as he stuck his fork into the cake. They dug in on the opposite side, smiling. It always reminded them of sharing a cake the first time they got high at Hope’s house.

“Are you in the mood for anything?”

“I’m sort of meh but if you’d like I could do something for you. Though I may be interested in getting off when we get going.” He took a big bite of cake.

“Mm, okay. We haven’t done some good ol’ spanking in a little while, relatively speaking. Not too much if we’re primal tomorrow.” They took a bite themselves and chewed thoughtfully. “Or, I could grab you some rope and you practice that tie while we watch a movie.”

“Yeah, I don’t think spanking tonight. I’d prefer to do that after that scene.” He chuckled. “Rope sounds like a good idea. I was thinking about a tie and wanted to see what would work best, so that’s perfect.”

Sirius smiled. “Let me eat some more lemon cake then I’ll go get the rope.”

“Of course.” Remus agreed. “I would never interfere with someone enjoying their sweets.”

“Never.” They laughed, digging into another forkful of cake.

“Is there anything you want to discuss in terms of the primal?” He asked thoughtfully.

“Can we talk through how we imagine a scene might look? I guess, I’m unsure how it would be.”

“Mm sure.” Remus swallowed, tapping the prongs of the fork against his bottom lip. “I would think we start it with you being a brat — per usual.”

“Mhmm, maybe I run outside?”

“Yeah and I chase after you. I read about people basically doing hide and go seek.” He snorted a laugh. “But make it sexy.”

“I wanna wear a skirt, I want you to pull it up when you catch me.”

“Yeah, I’d like that. Maybe you prep before we start the scene? So I can just take you.”

Sirius shivered, swallowing their mouthful of cake. “Yeah, I’d like that.”

“Right in the dirt? Get all messy?” He smirked over at Sirius before digging in for more cake.

Sirius snorted. “Yeah, I want it. Hold me down in the dirt.”

“Gladly.” Remus looked all smug. “Any requests?”

“I don’t think so. You can be rough, I’m in the mood to be thrown around and bruised a bit, if you’re feeling that.”

“Okay, that sounds good.”

“Anything you want, Daddy?”

“Just you. And a good chase.”

Sirius laughed. “Sounds good!”

***

The next morning, Remus woke up fairly early — well for him. The night before had been nice and relaxing with a movie and some rope work then some vanilla sex. Sirius of course had been up before Remus, and had coffee ready. Remus insisted they eat something before the scene. They need some calories before running around the woods.

“So, why don’t you get yourself together and I’ll go outside and read. When you come out we can start?” Remus gathered their empty plates to take to the sink.

Sirius finished their coffee and stood up. “Alright.” They went over and kissed him quickly. “Love you.”

“Love you too, my pearl.” He kissed them back, grinning.

“Are you excited, Daddy? New kink. Well, new ish.”

“Yeah, I like the idea of being able to chase you outside.” Remus’ stomach fluttered at the thought of pinning them down on the ground and fucking them.

Sirius grinned, the excitement clear in their eyes. “Yes please, Daddy. I’m going,” they said, giving him another kiss before slipping into the bedroom.

Remus went to finish the washing up before going to put on his usual running shoes. Then he grabbed his book to go out on to the small patio in the back. Of course he couldn’t really read much as his blood was pumping fast, ready to go.

A little while later, Remus heard the door open and looked up from his book to see Sirius. They were wearing an old Recovery shirt that was loose around the neckline and a pleated skirt that was almost indecently short, completed with a pair of trainers. Their hair was in a ponytail Remus could imagine grabbing onto.

“Hi princess.” He grinned, putting his book on the small table.

“Ready?”

“Absolutely.” Remus reached out for them.

Sirius took their cue and sprinted off up the garden, ducking through the borders. Laughing, Remus took off after them, following their path but a bit slower because they had speed on their side. They were always quicker when they raced. Soon enough Sirius was at the point where the lawns gave way to trees and through a small path. Their bloody Recovery shirt was green and Remus was sure they chose it on purpose. What a brat — smart, but a brat.

Ducking a branch, Remus tried to not lose sight of them. Though he did want to at some point so he could track them down. The running now though was good because his brain just wanted him to chase after Sirius.

The greenery seemed to get thicker and he could hear Sirius but was losing sight of them through the trees. All he could hear was the crunch and cracking of the twigs and leaves under both their feet as well as his breath and his heart pounding in his ears. When they were out of sight he just followed the sound of their steps. He could hear them getting a little further away over time, then there came a fork in the path.

Remus nearly skidded to a stop as he came up to the fork, pausing to catch his breath and listen for Sirius. Trying to decide how Sirius would choose where to go was impossible. They were a brat and always did the unexpected, which could be the exact thing Remus wanted or assumed or the opposite.

After a few moments, he heard a distinct crunch from the left, so he took that route. Remus jogged, trying to listen for the noise of their steps or even their breathing. “Oh princess,” he called.

He could hear the birds, and maybe Sirius’ hard breathing, but it was hard to tell where it was coming from or if it was even theirs above his own breathing. Remus slowed down to walk, going in the direction he thought, veering off the main path a little.

“I can’t wait to get my hands on you.”

All of a sudden, there was movement in the bushes nearby but Sirius took off again before he could grab them, letting out a breathless laugh. Cackling Remus ran for them again through the trees and brush. Thankfully he was used to uneven terrain because he was sure if he were James or Peter he would have twisted an ankle.

He could see Sirius streaking ahead of him into the trees. Dammit, they were faster than him. Without much thought he took off after then again by following the sounds of their footfalls and the movement of the branches. Soon enough their footsteps slowed down but the trees were thick
enough that he couldn’t see them through it.

“I’m definitely going to get you now,” he said, keeping pace.

“You can try!” Sirius took off running again.

“I am!” He laughed, hurrying to try to catch them.

Sirius shrieked with laughter, running further.

Then, all of a sudden, their footsteps stopped. Remus stopped as well, creeping forward instead. “I know you really want me to fuck you.” He could hear their deep breathing, the way it hitched.

Remus ducked around a tree hoping they were there. He saw a flash of their legs as they scrambled up and ran again. Christ they were practically at his fingertips, he swore as he went after them again. His pulse was jumping in his neck.

Sirius tore down the small path, their feet thumping against the dirt. They kept looking over their shoulder at him, a smile on their face. He couldn’t help the grin he had in return because this was

fun

but also so fucking hot because his mind kept flashing to hiking up Sirius’ skirt and fucking them into the ground.

Sirius leaped over a few fallen branches, trying to gain some distance away from him. It didn’t help that their skirt was short enough that it kept giving him a flash of their lacy underwear. Remus’ stomach fluttered as he tried to lengthen the stride of his run. If Remus had any advantage that wasn’t strength here, it was his height.

Sirius skidded around a corner, almost losing their balance for a moment which gave Remus a split second gain. As he came out behind them, he managed to reach out and snag their ponytail. A noise of success escaped his lips just as Sirius let out a wonderful noise like a whimper and a moan, reaching up to try and wrench his grip free.

Remus yanked them back, catching one of their arms as well. He could feel their pulse beating. “Got you.”

“Ah! Ha, not yet,” they gasped, all of a sudden stamping hard on Remus’ foot. Then they drove their elbow into his stomach.

Remus gasped, losing his breath for a moment as he also let go of their arm at the pain in his foot. They did talk last night about how they both wanted it rough. “Fuck!”

Sirius reached up and pulled their ponytail out of his grip and began running again, darting through the trees. He kept an eye on the direction they went as he tried to get his breath back — and the feeling in his foot.

When he managed to get it together he sprinted after them on adrenaline, purely. Now he wanted to get back at them. He sprinted for a few moments before coming to a small glade, surrounded by trees. He slowed down, looking around for a moment. Then he saw movement across the glade, a flash of a Recovery shirt and Sirius’ long legs.

With a deep breath he sprang off in their direction. All he wanted now was to get them underneath him. Sirius was fast but Remus did have the longer stride. They dodged past him around a large tree and started back towards the glade. Remus managed to anticipate they would go backwards so he was already turning as they ran by. He was right on their heels now. He could hear them breathing hard, their skin flushed.

All it took was one slightly misplaced stride from Sirius, who was far more used to running in suburbia and not a forest, and he managed to catch them. Both of his arms grabbed them around the waist and all but threw them to the ground. Sirius hit the dirt hard, the breath knocked out of them as they made a noise of surprise.

“Ah!”

“Got you now.” Bending over them, he grabbed their hair at the root as well as one arm. He managed to flip them over onto their stomach. Sirius groaned, still trying to catch their breath as they fought him off with kicks and slaps. He did his best to dodge them, pinning one of their arms behind their back. “Princess, I caught you, so you’re all mine now.”

Sirius made a lovely shaky little noise as they turned their head to the side, a few strands of loose hair clinging to their neck with sweat. Remus knelt down to straddle their hips. With his free hand behind him he slipped a hand up their skirt.

“What a bratty little princess.” His chest heaved. Sliding his fingers under the hem of their underwear he pressed a finger inside of them. His cock twitched in his gym shorts.

Sirius gasped, their knees shifting wider. “Oh fuck,” they breathed, hips bucking back.

Remus groaned, tightening the grip on their arm. “Look at you all open for Daddy.”

“W–ahh–want your cock.”

“Absolutely.” Remus slid his finger out of Sirius and pushed his shorts and briefs down enough to free his hard cock. “God you’re so fucking perfect.” He pushed aside their underwear and shifted so he could move between their legs.

Sirius shifted for him, moving their legs apart and lifting their hips up towards him. “Please, Daddy,” they panted, still breathing hard from running.

He swore, trying to slow his own heart rate and breathing before his lungs burst. “One second.” Remus dropped their arm, moving that hand up to their hair to hold on to.

They moaned between breaths, arching up to him. “Fuck.”

Remus sank into them, pressing their cheek down into the dirt as he did. He paused to collect himself as he became enveloped in that tight heat of their body.

“Oh fu–” Sirius choked off, their free hand reaching out to dig into the earth above their head.

His free hand came to pin their arm to their back again now that he was situated. The dirt and rock dug into his knees but he didn’t mind as he started to fuck them hard and fast.

Sirius let out a whine, shuddering and arching beneath them. “Hh, Da–D–Daddy–Daddy.”

Remus tightened the fingers in their hair and around the forearm. He felt like he couldn’t speak as his hips moved like they had a mind of their own.

***

God, fuck. Sirius’ heart was pounding and it felt like their lungs were going to burst. They couldn’t breathe in the best way as Remus fucked them hard. Their orgasm was already building thanks to the blood pumping in their veins and Remus’ cock was hitting every perfect spot inside them. They could barely speak but they wanted to tell Remus how good he felt.

“So–so good.”

“You’re — ah so fucking — fucking perfect.” Remus let out a low noise. “Fuck.”

Sirius moaned, their eyes rolling back. They were trembling all over with adrenaline and scrabbling for something to hold on to when Remus was fucking them so perfectly.

“Please Daddy, t—take me.”

“You’re all mine. All mine. Shit.” The grip on their arm was definitely going to leave behind a hand shaped bruise. “You’re mine wherever I want.”

Sirius moaned, their cheek pressed into the dirt as they tried to lift their hips up to meet Remus’ for every thrust. “Fu—fuck yes, yes Daddy. A—ahh—all yours.” Fuck, they were so close.

“Touch your — yourself,” he demanded in a rasp, his hips somehow moving harder and faster.

Their head spun as they tried to get a hand beneath themselves to do as he ordered. Their fingers shook as they wrapped a hand around their cock. It only took a few strokes for them to come around Remus’ cock, choking out another breathy moan and some semblance of

Daddy

. Remus didn’t stop, fucking them through their climax.

A blink later they were on their back with Remus straddling their chest. Above them, Remus’ hand moved over his cock. Sirius moaned, their hands going to his thighs. “Fuck, please. Please come on me, Daddy.”

The begging seemed to do it because with a swear Remus came, painting over their lips and chin. “Fuck.”

Sirius’ hands gripped his thighs as they gasped out another swear, arching beneath him. They were still trembling with the aftershocks as they felt him shudder too. “Oh fuck, yes.”

Remus all but melted to lay on top of them. “Jesus fuck.”

Sirius wrapped their arms around him where they could, wrapping their legs around him too as they burrowed into the crook of his neck. Against them they could feel his chest rapidly rising and falling.
He blindly swiped a finger over their lips and chin before pushing them, now covered in his come, into their mouth. They groaned, turning towards his fingers and sucking them clean.

“That was fucking fantastic,” he muttered, not lifting his head.

“Mhmm.” They pulled back a little to kiss his fingers.

Remus was quiet for a moment. “I didn’t think about how we have to walk back now.”

“We can stay here for a while,” they laughed.

“We can’t stay too long, we need water.” Remus snickered. “Are you okay?”

“Mm, more than okay. Are you?”

“Amazing. Fuck, that was fun.” He laughed, lifting his head to look at them. His curls were sticking to his sweat coated forehead.

Sirius laughed. “So fun. I’m ready to move, though.”

Remus sat back, wiggling to fix his shorts. He looked over them and let out a laugh. “You’re a little dirty. We should do the debrief like this.” He gestured between them.

“I’m

covered

,” Sirius barked out, laughing. “Let me right my underwear at least,” they added, reaching down to wriggle them back into place.

“I guess.” He snorted, pushing himself up onto his feet. Holding a hand out he grinned. Sirius took his hand and pulled themselves up, righting their skirt.

“How far did we go?”

“I’m not sure because we were running. I do remember the direction though.” Remus tugged them in the direction.

Sirius chuckled. “I wasn’t looking where I was going. It’s a miracle I didn’t trip over anything.”

“You did at the end, it’s how I caught you.” Remus wrapped his arm around their waist as he led them back to the original path. “Another reason for you to come hike with me more.”

“What, so we can go play primal in the woods?” They leaned closer, kissing his cheek. They didn’t worry too much about where they were going, knowing he had them.

“Yes and so you can get used to uneven terrain.” Remus smiled widely.

Sirius grinned. “Ah, more practice.” They were quiet for a moment. “Should we debrief on camera? Might be nice for others to see.”

“Yeah that’s fine with me.” He rubbed their side. “After we can take a good bath.”

“Mmm, yes please.” They sighed happily.

Remus kissed their cheek as they finally came to the fork in the road Sirius barely remembered. “You’re such a fast runner.”

“Light on my feet,” they said with a laugh, heading back up towards the cottage as it emerged from between the trees. It really was such an idyllic place, and they had just fucked in the forest. God, they couldn’t get the giggles right now, they were still out of breath!

“Thank god.” Remus sighed as they walked through the door. “I’m going to mix some of those hydration packets if you want to set up?”

“Such an outdoorsy Daddy.” Sirius shut the door behind them and turned around, tapping Remus on the arse.

The chuckle Remus let out traveled down the hall as he went towards the kitchen. “You know it.”

Sirius grinned to themselves, going to grab the mini tripod from where they left it in the living room, setting it up on the coffee table so they could sit on the sofa. They settled on the sofa in a stretch as they waited for Remus, happy to listen to him putter around.

Soon enough he came in with two waterbottles filled with a lime green liquid that rivaled the colors of some of Marlene’ cocktails. “Here you go.”

They gave the water bottle a wary look. “That looks dangerous.”

“It just tastes like lime. It’s water then I added the electrolyte packet.” Remus nudged them.

“Alright, alright,” they said, taking a long drink. “Okay, not bad, actually.”

Remus chugged nearly half the bottle as he sat back. “Christ, I’m thirsty. We’re pretty dehydrated.”

“That’s what we get for running through the woods.” They leaned against him, taking another long drink. “It was good, though.”

“Definitely… are you recording?” He put his arm around them, giving them a squeeze.

“Yep.” They grinned. “Definitely gonna keep that in,” they teased.

“Ha, everyone will be properly hydrated. Maybe they’ll bring water.” Remus looked at the camera. “If you have a Camelback, I suggest your b—.”

“Daddy says drink your water!” Sirius waggled their finger at the camera before trying to interrupt Remus, flapping their hands. “No! That’s so unsexy!” Sirius laughed, collapsing against his side. “Not the Camelback!”

“Well okay, fair. Just drink plenty of water.”

Sirius grinned. “Primal went well. I can definitely see this being hard if you don’t have an acre though. Part of it, for me, was running hard enough to get my blood pumping because that really heightened everything.”

“Yeah, the adrenaline was flying high.” Remus nodded in agreement. “I loved chasing them down, but we knew that already. It was different here, obviously, with the fact I could lose them in the brush.”

“I wore a green shirt on purpose,” they said smugly. “It was lots of fun. I do think I like the running rather than… I don’t know, me getting a head start and you having to find me. I wouldn’t like that so much, I’d get bored hiding.”

“Yeah I can’t see you liking that. I also wouldn’t like that much because I prefer to chase — that’s part of the fun for me. Doing so much seeking would bring the energy down too much.
Anything else you like?”

“Daddy told me to prep beforehand and I liked that a lot so you could just fuck me.”

Remus looked slightly smug. They could tell by the way he was holding himself he was still feeling very Daddy and Dom. “I liked that a lot too. Made it more urgent?”

“Mm, with the blood pumping.” They chuckled. “It was hot, I was frightened for when you caught me.”

“Ha! Why because you elbowed me and stomped on my foot?”

“We negotiated!” They smiled. “Daddy wanted it rough.”

“I’m kidding because you said you were frightened. Before we started, I had a feeling you’d do something like that if I caught you but I wasn’t thinking much by the time I first grabbed you.” Remus reached up and gave their hair a tiny tug, probably thinking about yanking them by the ponytail.

Sirius shivered, tilting into his touch. “It was so good.”

“And we got rather dirty, which I know you’re a fan of.” The hand that had been in their hair came to rest on the back of their neck.

Sirius smiled, their eyes fluttering for a moment. “I am. We already know we like it physical, we already do some small amount of primal-type stuff around the house with chasing. But it was so fun to do it properly outside, to get dirty. It was hot, all in the grass.”

Remus made a noise of agreement. “I’d rent a place like this again to do primal like this another time.”

“This can be our primal hotspot,” they said with a laugh.

Remus laughed, shaking his head. “Of course. What are you rating this one?”

“Ten out of ten ball gags for primal from me!”

“Same here, princess.” Remus’ thumb brushed over the back of their neck.

Sirius bit their lip, trying to concentrate as they did their outro, ignoring the way Remus touched them even if it did make their whole body light up. They put their hand on his knee as they chatted, plugging the rest of their socials and such.

”Great job, princess.” He kissed their cheek.

“Mm, even if you were trying to distract me.”

“I wasn’t.” He chuckled, standing up.

“Can you hit stop for me?” Sirius asked, stretching and pointing their toes. “And you definitely were. All handsy.”

Remus had his back to them but they would bet he was smirking. “No way, you’re just all worked up.”

“I am not! You just fucked the life out of me in the forest, I’m very satisfied. Or I was ‘til you were handsy!”

Remus didn’t say anything as he walked towards the bathroom. “Sureee.”

“Are

you

all worked up?” They stood up and padded over to him.

“Absolutely not.” He was leaning over the bath to reach the taps when they got to him. Sirius crept over to him then smacked him on the arse, making the loveliest noise in the echoey bathroom.

“Oi!” Remus stood up and snatched their wrist.

They gave him a sweet smile, trying to twist out of his grip. “Your arse looks great in those shorts,” they said shamelessly.

“Yeah, but you’re not supposed to touch without permission.” He dropped their hand. “Get undressed.”

“Make me.”

Remus grabbed the hem of their shirt and yanked them close. “Now, princess.” He leered down at them.

Sirius bit their lip, their stomach curling pleasantly. They cocked their head. “Do your hands not work Daddy?”

Remus sighed, dropping his grip again. Instead of undressing them, he took off his own t-shirt.

Sirius smiled, mirroring him and pulling their shirt off.

Pushing off his bottoms, he rolled his eyes. “Glad to see you can listen.”

“Who, me? I’m just getting undressed because I want to.” They smiled, pushing their skirt down.

“Okay.” He sighed before going to turn the taps off, quickly climbing in at the same time. Surely he was trying to avoid another smack on the arse. Sirius laughed, pushing their underwear down. They realised swiftly that they had filmed that outro with Remus’ come still down their chin. Whoops.

In the bath, Remus sat reclined with one arm dangling out over the side. He looked like a Roman god. They groaned, padding over to lean their hands on the side of the tub so they could kiss him sweetly as they climbed in. He smiled into the kiss but didn’t move to deepen it.

“Aw, is Daddy grumpy?” Sirius sank into the bath, straddling Remus’ thighs. He really did look divine.

“Why do you think I’m grumpy?” He asked with a little smirk.

“Because I didn’t listen.”

Remus put his hands on their hips. “Yeah I am disappointed because I guess I didn’t fuck you hard enough.”

Sirius laughed, leaning in to kiss him. “You know the brat always comes back.”

He sighed, still not kissing back. God, Daddies were such brats. Sirius chuckled, nuzzling his cheek and kissing down his jaw. “Grumpy. You should try fucking me harder.”

“Mmm no.” Remus just sat there.

“No? You don’t want to even a little bit?” They kissed to that spot beneath his ear.

“I don’t think you deserve it.” They didn’t miss the little sharp intake of breath at the kiss.

“Aww, Daddy. What do I deserve?” They swirled their tongue over the spot, scraping their teeth further down.

“Maybe nothing since a nice, good hard fuck didn’t keep you sweet. Also, did — did you ask to kiss and touch?”

Sirius groaned softly. “Pretty please, can I, Daddy?”

“No.”

“No?” They scraped their teeth again.

“I said no,” Remus spoke firmly.

Sirius shivered, pulling back with a pout. “Fine, Daddy.”

“Good.” He reached for the soap on the side.

“Even if I know you want to fuck me, put your hand around my throat and use me.”

“I can survive. I know my princess is an awful brat.” Remus started to rub the soap bar over their chest.

They groaned, watching him closely. “That’s no fun, Daddy.”

“Poor princess.” He moved the soap over them, being perfectly appropriate, sadly. Sirius pouted.

“If only Daddy gave in and fucked me.”

“Oh, if only.” Remus finished with the soap before grabbing the face cloth on the side.

“But Daddy is cruel to himself.” They smiled, watching him fondly.

“I can handle myself.” Remus dipped the cloth in the tub then brought it up, twisting it to squeeze out the excess water. “I can get myself off if I want.” Bringing the cloth up to their face to clean them off, he had the smuggest smile.

Sirius’ stomach twisted at that smile, closing their eyes to let him clean them up. “I know you can, I like it when you do.”

“Mm and you won’t be able to get off.” He was so gentle washing their face, such a contrast to him throwing them down and fucking them not long ago. They shivered with the knowledge, sighing softly.

“Aww, mean.”

“Mmmmhmm.” He hummed.

“Such a sadist.”

“Of course I am.” Remus set the wash cloth aside.

“You love it, love torturing me.” They grazed their fingers over his bicep, over his tattoo. “Are you sure I can’t touch, Daddy?”

“Very sure.” He raised an eyebrow.

“Pretty please?”

Remus laughed, watching them with a fond look. “But princess, you wanted to be a brat.”

“I know, and yet Daddy still denies himself. I could be good for you.” They smiled, his laugh making their stomach curl warmly.

“Aww, baby, I don’t have to deny myself when I can get off just looking at how pretty you are.” The arm that had gone back to resting on the side of the bath slipped back into the water.

“I want that, if you want to.”

Remus raised an eyebrow as they felt his hand brush against their thigh as he wrapped his fingers around himself. “Yeah? No more brat?”

They groaned, watching him. “Mmm, I’ll try my hardest, Daddy.”

Remus let out an over exaggerated moan, giving himself a stroke. “Not even beg and stomp your foot and pout?”

“Mm, I’m not a miracle worker, Daddy,” they said with a grin, feeling their stomach clench at the sight and sound of him.

“How are you going to make up for not asking to touch?” His voice was all deep and wonderful.

“However Daddy wants,” they answered quickly, breathy. “I’ll be so good.”

“Yeah?” Remus gazed into their eyes, still slowly moving his hand over himself. “Yeah? Beg for me, princess.”

Sirius’ stomach flipped, their heart hammering in their throat. “Please, Daddy. I’ll do whatever Daddy wants, please.”

“Yeah?” He let out a little gasp.

Their cock twitched as they rocked their hips against his thigh, not able to get any relief or friction. “Please, Daddy. Please, you can use me however you want.”

“Why are you rocking your hips, princess?” He lifted an eyebrow.

Sirius bit their lip around a whine. “Because I get so turned on watching you. You look so good, Daddy.”

“Should — ah — should you have without asking?” The muscles in his arm flexed as he moved his hand. They watched him closely, their breath hitching at the pleasure written across his face.

“No, I’m sorry, I get so worked up watching Daddy.” They made an effort to keep their hips still.

Remus made a tsking sound, shaking his head. “Here you were saying you’d do anything.”

“I will! I will do anything, I won’t move without your permission, I promise.”

Remus tilted his head back as his hand moved faster around his cock. “Mmm, lines?”

Sirius whimpered, watching him closely. They fucking hated lines, but Remus looked like a god like this and they couldn’t resist him. “Whatever Daddy wants. Don’t come in the bath water, please. Don’t waste your come, Daddy, please.”

“Awww, poor baby.” Remus looked back to them, his strokes slowing again.

They bit their lip, cock twitching at the tone of his voice. “Please, Daddy. Let me have it.”

“Do you need to wash your hair?” He asked, dropping his hand.

Sirius huffed. He was right, they had dirt in their hair, and it did need a wash, but they wanted Remus more. “I suppose,” they said.

“I’ll drain the tub so you can shower?” Acting as if he wasn’t just about to come, he shifted to release the plug on the tub.

“You’re ridiculous,” they laughed. “How are you real? God, I love you.”

“I’m just the biggest sadist apparently.” Remus kissed their cheek. “Come on, up.”

“You are.” They stood up, stretching onto their toes. “Will you wash my hair, Daddy? I can get on my knees, if you want.”

“Yes I will wash your hair and no you won’t be on your knees. We just ran and you were on your knees while I fucked you,” he said with admonishment in his voice but they knew it was actually care. “We have to be nice to your knee.” Remus followed after them.

Sirius smiled, knowing how much he cared for them. They nodded. “Okay, Daddy, I’ll be good.”

Remus shuffled them over so he could turn the shower on. “And we’ll ice your knee later too.”

They let him maneuver them however he pleased, a hand going to his arm as they did. “Okay, Daddy.”

Once the shower was on and warmed up Remus moved them under the spray. He reached for their shampoo, pouring it into their hand. “Turn around princess.”

Sirius smiled, eyes closing under the spray as they did as they were asked. Lines were turning out to be a pretty surefire way to get them to behave, at least for a little while.

Those talented fingers massaged the shampoo into their hair, scratching over their scalp gently.

Sirius groaned, tilting into his touch.

“Love your hands.”

“I know princess. What should your lines be, huh?” Remus asked softly, rinsing the shampoo out.

They pouted. “I am Daddy’s perfect princess?”

He chuckled, crowding them as he leaned over to grab the conditioner. “You are but I don’t think that’s what lines are meant to say.”

Sirius’ breath hitched at their closeness. “What do you think they should be?”

Straightening up, he smiled and poured the conditioner into his hand. “I’ll ask Daddy permission to touch or move. I won’t be bratty after he fucks me all nice and hard, I’ll be grateful.”

Sirius swallowed. “That’s a long line.”

“It sure is, huh?” Remus gently washed their hair. “It’s awfully sad you’ll have to do that, princess.”

“You don’t have to make me do lines.” Sirius gave him their perfected puppy dog eyes.

“But it doesn’t seem you’re listening well today. Maybe it’s my fault for not fucking you well enough.” He kissed their forehead after finishing washing their hair.

“Maybe, Daddy. Maybe you have to fuck me even harder,” they said, leaning into him.

“When you weren’t grateful enough the first time?” He raised an eyebrow before leaning around them again to shut the water off.

“I was very grateful, Daddy. You fucked me so good. I just want you to fuck me again.”

Remus smiled softly at them, moving to pick up the towel hanging from the rack nearby. “I guess I need to try harder to fuck the brat out of you. Though I’m not sure that's a good enough reason to get out of a punishment.”

They stepped out of the tub, wrapping the towel around them. “Mm, you could still punish me, I suppose.”

“You suppose.” He let out a deep laugh, getting his own towel before following after them.

“If you really had to punish me, Daddy,” they said sweetly, wrapping the towel around themselves and padding towards the bedroom.

“Let’s see.” Remus let out a sigh, going with them but heading for their luggage most likely to rummage around for his journal. Sirius sat on the edge of the bed, watching him with a fond smile as they stretched their hands out. It seemed pretty likely they were going to be writing lines tonight. “I might let it slide if you groveled a little.”

Sirius’ smile split into a grin as his words washed over them. Immediately, they slipped from the bed onto their knees, hands clasped in front of them. “Please, Daddy. Don’t make me write lines. I love how you fuck me hard and I love it so much, I want it so bad.”

“Yeah? What would you do differently princess?” He straightened up, dropping his towel.

They groaned at the sight of him in all his glory, curls still damp from the shower and beads of water trickling over his shoulders and chest where Sirius wanted to kiss and touch. “Ah, I would tell Daddy how good he fucks me, beg for his cock inside me, and I wouldn’t be bratty for the rest of the night, I promise.”

“Off your knees,” he said before moving to sit back on the bed against the headboard.

They bit back a quip about thinking he wanted them on their knees and stood up, hoping he would let them off lines. He patted his lap and gestured for them to come over.

“Even though you look so pretty on your knees I still don’t want your bad one bothering you.”

Sirius’ heart hurt with how much they loved him. “Thank you, Daddy,” they said, climbing into his lap.

Remus smiled, reaching up to brush the wet hair off their shoulder. “Ride me and show me how hard you need it so you’re not bratty.”

Sirius’ stomach launched into somersaults. “Yes Daddy.” They resisted the urge to grind their hips against his thigh. “Can I touch, please?”

“Yes princess.” He smiled at them. “So good asking.”

Sirius grinned. “Thank you, Daddy,” they said, giving their palm a long lick before they wrapped it around his cock.

Remus groaned, watching Sirius’ face. “You’re so welcome.”

They knelt up, straddling his hips so they could guide his cock to their entrance. “Can I, Daddy, please, please?”

His hand went right to their hips. “Yes princess. So good,” he murmured.

Sirius gasped as they paused for a moment, before sinking down onto his cock, moaning with the intrusion. They lifted their hips and slammed down again, gasping. “Oh fuck, Daddy.”

The moan that slipped from Remus’ lips urged them on. “Shit, princess, you feel so so good.”

They moaned, each sharp thrust of his cock sending sparks all over their skin. “Oh fuck, you feel so good, Daddy,” they managed between thrusts, the pleasure almost on the edge of pain.

Remus’ breaths came in short little gasps with each thrust. “Fuck.”

They weren’t sure how, but they ended up on their back with Remus’ hand on their throat. “Let me try.”

Sirius gasped, arching up. “Please, Daddy.”

“Yes princess.” Remus smirked, his fingers pressing just right as he fucked then harder than outside — at least it felt that way.

“Ah–ahh–oh fuck,” they said with what little breath they had. “H–hhh–harder.”

Gritting his teeth, Remus snapped his hips. “Fuck fuck.”

“Ah! Ahh, fuck.” They felt dizzy with the force of his thrusts, with his hand around their throat. “Ca–can I–can I come, please?”

“Shit — ah, yes — yes.” Sweat glistened on his forehead and temples. “Fuck.”

Sirius threw their head back, gasping as their hand came up to grip his wrist, not pulling him away. Every thrust was making them see stars until their orgasm crashed over them, limbs shuddering as they arched under him.

Distantly, they could tell Remus was coming as well with how he gripped their throat and how his hips stuttered. “So good princess.”

Sirius whimpered, tightening their fingers around his wrist. “Daddy.”

He stilled for a moment, then he pulled his hand away from their grip. They felt the loss of him inside of them before he ducked down between their legs. A second later the press of his hot tongue lapping against them shot another spike of pleasure up their spine. Sirius gasped their first full breath, their body tingling.

“Oh fuck.”

Remus made the noise he always did while eating them out — or eating a delicious cake. His talented tongue pushed into them, lapping at his own come.

“Ahh, oh my god, your–your mouth,” they whispered, arching against him. His mouth felt so good after how hard he had fucked them, so gentle and yet insistent.

Eventually he pulled back and crawled up the bed, leaning on his forearms on either side of their head. He had the most delicious smile on his face, his lips and chin slick. Sirius groaned, not daring to move yet. They opened their mouth, watching him carefully. Remus hummed then spit his come right into their mouth.

“There, princess. None wasted.”

Sirius moaned, swallowing thickly and licking their lips. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, princess. Did I fuck you hard enough?” Remus smoothed their hair back, looking at them so fondly.

They let out a laugh. “I’d say so, Daddy.”

“Good, here I thought a primal scene and nice hard outdoor sex would have done the trick today.” Remus chuckled, kissing them softly. “Do you need anything, princess?”

“Just cuddles,” they said, wrapping their arms around him. “I just needed you extra today, needed to know how much you love me.”

“I’m glad to give you that.” Remus pressed kisses to their forehead. “Love you so so much.”

“Love you so much, Daddy.”

----- CHAPTER BREAK -----

It was Sirius’ birthday, and they were nearly home from work. On the weekend they would have a proper party, but tonight he and Sirius were just celebrating. Remus had made them their favorite pasta, purchased their favorite wine, and had presents waiting for them upstairs. He also had a plan for their kink challenge.

Sirius was finishing at a normal time, so the dogs were waiting by the door when Remus heard their keys in the lock. “Hello!” They called, Bucky and Pixie whuffing happily to see them.

“Happy birthday, princess!” Remus went to the kitchen door to see them coming through the living room.

“Hi Daddy!” Sirius grinned, coming over to him. “Thank you!”

“How was your day?” He asked before kissing them soundly.

Sirius hummed into the kiss. “Mm, much better now,” they murmured against his lips.

“I’m sure.” Remus kissed them again, rubbing a hand over their back. “Come on, I made dinner. Tell me about your day.” Taking their hand, he pulled away and tugged them into the kitchen where he had set the table.

“You’re wonderful. I thought it smelled divine in here.” They followed him into the kitchen. “It was good. I gave myself all the good usual classes when I did the rota. Marlene covered the place in streamers.”

“I’m sure Marly got each class to sing.” Remus laughed, pulling the chair out for Sirius. In the center of the table was a vase with a beautiful bouquet of wildflowers.

Sirius gave him a grin, turning to kiss him before they slid into the chair. “Thank you so much, Daddy. You spoil me.”

Remus kissed the top of their head before moving to the stove to dish out the pasta. “I also got you the wine you say goes best with this.”

They gasped. “You remember the name of the wine?”

“Ummm…” He paused, trying to remember as he scooped the pasta into their dishes. “I had it written down. It’s Albana di Romagna.”

Sirius laughed as Remus heard them opening the wine. “Yes it is! Of course you had it written down.”

“I take note of all the important things.” Padding back over he set the plates down before taking a seat.

“Of course you do.” They leaned over and kissed him softly. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Welcome, princess.” Remus settled into his seat after kissing them back. Sirius tucked into the food, smiling ear to ear as they tangled their feet with his under the table.

“Do you have any special birthday plans for tonight?”

“I do. Want to pick one of the kinks?” It had been a little while since they had done one.

“Ooh, yes please!” Sirius paused with their fork halfway to their mouth, smiling.

“Perfect. I also got you some gifts.” He waved his fork around.

“You know you don’t have to,” they murmured, still looking fondly at him.

Remus chewed, looking at them incredulously. “And who do you think I am?”

Sirius laughed. “You are the best Daddy, of course you’d get me gifts.”

He felt that familiar swoop in his stomach. “And the best princess deserves gifts.”

“Mm, I love you so much.”

“I love you too.” Remus smiled, going about eating his meal as they chatted happily about their days and the upcoming party.

Soon Remus ushered Sirius up to their room where he had the gifts waiting. A new paddle and something pretty always made them happy. He brought them into the room and sat them down next to the two boxes. Their tripod was already all set for them to film.

Sirius was grinning ear to ear. Anytime they looked like that it made Remus’ heart soar. “You are so sweet, Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, baby, go ahead and open them. He sat next to them, more than happy to sit back and watch them unwrap everything.

Sirius picked up the flat box containing the new paddle and carefully pulled off the wrapping paper before lifting the lid. They gasped, giving him a grin. Oh “Daddy! A new paddle! It’s so pretty!”

“Isn’t it interesting!” It had Remus’ initials embossed on it—RJLB. The embossing was very prominently raised so it Remus knew it’d leave the most beautiful mark.

They gave him an impish grin. “I can’t wait to try it out.”

Remus kissed their cheek. “We can try it tonight.”

“Yes please, I want your initials on me.”

He squeezed their thigh. “Me too, princess.”

Sirius squirmed under his grip as they leaned over to grab the other gift. They unwrapped it carefully to reveal a latex halter dress and a pair of thigh high latex boots. Skye had sent Remus the link to the store because she told him Sirius would want something there. When he saw the site, he knew she wasn’t wrong.

They grinned. “Oh my god, these are gorgeous!”

“Aren’t they?! You should put them on.” He nudged their side. Just the thought of them in the boots made his cock stir.

“Would you like that, Daddy?” They sat up and pulled their Ascendence shirt off.

He sighed, watching them. They were so gorgeous. “You’re even more stunning than when we met.”

“Like a fine wine.” They smirked, standing up and pulling their leggings off.

“Better than.”

Sirius kicked off their underwear and reached for the boots, pulling one on with some great effort. Remus chuckled, leaning forward. “Need any help, princess?”

“Any excuse for you to get your hands on me.”

Remus pressed a kiss to their thigh then helped them tug up the boot. “Reminds me of the Pretty Woman costume.”

“You were feral for that costume, couldn’t put me down.”

“Damn right.” They finally got the boot on properly. “Next, princess.” Remus stood so he could help them on the other side.

“I still love those boots.” They stretched their other leg out for him.

“Me too.” He kissed their knee before pulling the latex up with a little struggle.

Sirius let out a groan as they helped him, but their gaze was fixed on his hands. He smirked up at them as he wiggled them up their leg.

“Remember the time I laced your new boots?” Remus couldn’t help it. They tried to wear new combat boots without properly lacing them.

“Mm, you got all leather Daddy on me.” They sniggered.

“It’s the punk.” He scoffed. They also had received a long history of lace code that day.

“Ah, Punk Daddy. That’s a new combo.” Sirius managed to pull the top of the boot into place before striking a pose. “What do you think?”

Remus let out a long groan. “Fucking hell.”

They beamed at him, their cheeks turning pink in the glow of the fairy lights, turning this way and that. It didn’t help that they were utterly naked besides the boots.

“My god. Put the dress on.”

Sirius bit their lip around a smile, leaning over to snag the dress from the edge of the bed. They slipped it over their head wordlessly, wriggling it down their torso and over their hips. They had plenty of experience wearing latex now. The first time they wore it was so good though.

“God, maybe this was a gift for me.” He sat back on his hands.

“Ha! It was, and that’s alright,” they said, turning to look in the mirror as they got the dress positioned properly. It accentuated their figure perfectly and they looked so good.

“Though I guess you also benefit.” He shifted a little.

“Oh yeah, how so?” They asked, sticking their tongue out.

“Makes me even more keen to do awful things to you.” He smirked then licked his lips. “Okay, okay, we have to do the kink video.”

Sirius grinned. “I suppose.” They turned and sat on the bed, looking divine in their new outfit.

Laughing he settled in next to them, handing them the remote. “Go on princess.” Remus put his hand back on their leg.

Sirius hit record and began their intro. They of course mentioned their new outfit from Remus, showing it off to the camera. He sat there somewhat dumbly watching them.

“It’s their birthday!” He mentioned, grabbing the mug. “So they always get something.”

“Daddy always spoils me,” they said smugly. “Oh, I’ll pick a kink this time!” They dipped their hand in the mug and swished it around.

Remus tried not to grimace but nodded. “Of course, Birthday Queen.”

They plucked one out and opened it before gasping. “Oh!”

“What is it?” Asking as if he didn’t know.

“Ice play!”

“You've been dying for that!”

“I have! On my birthday, too!” Sirius was nearly bouncing with excitement. “Oh, I’m excited for this one. So ice play is usually with cubes or other shapes. I found a butt plug mould ice cube, I’ll link it down below, and we might use that.”

Remus beamed, happy his little play worked. “They’ve had the ice molds sitting there for ages now.”

“Just in case!” They crowed.

Remus laughed, reaching for the mug so he could dispose of his evidence. “Yeah, yeah.”

Sirius didn’t seem to notice anything amiss. “Are you excited for this one, Daddy?”

“Absolutely! It’s what you wanted for your birthday.” He wondered if he could dump the papers now…

“Me too! Best birthday gift, besides my actual gifts, of course. We’ll check in after!” Sirius hit the stop button and turned to him with a bright look. “Shall I go get some ice, Daddy?”

“Sure!” Perfect timing, they’d be distracted.

Sirius grinned, leaning over to kiss him quickly before they ran off downstairs judging by their footsteps. Quickly Remus dumped the papers from the mug in the small bin near the bed before going to the drawer to replace them with the real papers. They wanted the kinks to be totally random, if he threw it one time it wasn’t that big of a deal.

Soon enough, Remus heard Sirius’ footsteps back up the stairs. He quickly set the mug aside then did his best to relax on the bed. “Got them princess?”

Sirius appeared in the doorway with a hesitant look on their face. “Daddy, why was the slip in your handwriting?”

Shit

. “What princess?”

They came over and set a bowl of ice cubes of varying shapes on their bedside. “It was in your handwriting.”

“Was it…” Remus peered into the bowl.

“I wrote them all,” they said, standing in front of him with one eyebrow raised. “Daddy. Did you mess with my random kinks?”

Remus grimaced. “I wanted you to do the one you really wanted for your birthday.”

Sirius let out a laugh, smiling broadly. “Daddy. That’s very sweet of you, even if it’s not random.”

“I was hoping you wouldn’t notice since you’ve been very adamant on the randomness.” He held a hand out to them.

They took his hand, ducking down to press a kiss to his knuckles. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome princess.” He gave their hand a squeeze. “It was the handwriting, wasn’t it?”

“It was your chicken scratch, Daddy.”

Remus let out a snort. “I tried!”

***

Sirius was a little torn. Remus had rigged their random kinks, but he had been so sweet about it, just wanting to give Sirius the kink they were excited about for their birthday. They couldn’t really be mad at him–but they might be a little bratty. They climbed onto the bed next to him, leaning against his thighs.

“I’m too happy about it to be mad at you,” they said with a smile.

“Okay good.” Remus let out a sigh. “Do you want to pick again or are we going to go with the ice?”

“Can I pick again, but if I don’t like it as much as ice, we’ll do ice?”

“Deal.” He leaned over to grab the mug. “I put the papers all back.”

Sirius smiled, dipping their hand in. They pulled out a paper before folding it back up and dropping it back into the mug. “Nah, I like ice.”

“Ha, okay.” Remus leaned over to kiss them. “What was it?”

“Sex in a public place.” They hummed, kissing back. “I’d much rather stay in bed today.”

“Sounds good to me. Plus, that’d take a little planning.” His hands went to their hips. “We have to be mindful of the ice, don’t want it to melt.”

They tried not to squirm, rocking their hips a little. “Should we get started then, Daddy?”

“Mmm, yes.” Remus gave them a knowing look and a moment later he had them on their back.

“Ah! Ha, I will never tire of that,” they said with another laugh, wrapping their arms around his neck.

“I know.” He kissed down their jaw. “Any concerns with the ice? Anything I should know?”

“No, I don’t think so. I’m just excited,” they murmured.

“Mmm, perfect.” He nipped at their neck and they could hear the bowl of ice shaking around.

Sirius closed their eyes, tipping their chin up to him. They were nearly quivering with excitement. Remus hummed against their skin as they felt one of the cubes press against the outside of their thigh. They shivered, the cold making their skin rise in goosebumps as they gasped.

Remus made a pleased noise as he scrapped his teeth, slowly moving the ice.

“Ahh, Daddy.”

“Does it feel good, princess?” He asked, shifting away from them to grab the lube on the nightstand.

They lifted their head from the pillow to watch him, shifting their knees apart a little. “So good, Daddy.”

“Mmm, good.” He smirked. “On your front, princess.”

Sirius bit their lip, shifting to roll onto their front. They had their chin on their palm so they could look over their shoulder at him.

“You’re so pretty.” He smiled, giving their arse a smack before going to wiggle the latex dress over their hips. The sound of the smack against the latex made Sirius’ toes curl as they tried to help him. “How excited are you?”

Sirius chuckled, dropping their head down. “Very,” they said softly, their cock twitching between their legs.

Without saying another word, there was another piece of ice trailing over the top of their thigh as Remus pressed a finger against them.

Their stomach launched into somersaults as they pushed back towards him a little, a moan slipping from their lips. Remus nipped at the swell of their ass. “Stay still,” he warned as the ice made a path over their thigh.

“Ah–kay, yes Daddy,” they hurried out, resisting the urge to shift their knees further apart in an attempt to entice him.

He rewarded them with his finger pressing deep inside with the ice slipping up the crease of their thigh. Sirius groaned, dropping down onto their elbows. The ice made them want to jerk away out of instinct like most discomfort or pain, but it felt so good.

Those lovely talented fingers worked into them. The ice slid over that sensitive spot behind their balls. Sirius’ whole body jerked with the sudden cold as his fingers brushed over another sensitive spot inside them. Remus made a satisfied noise from their reaction as the ice melted against their skin.

“Are you excited for the ice plug, princess?”

“Mmhmm.” They groaned, pushing back towards him. “Very, Daddy.”

They could hear the ice shifting around in the bowl again. His fingers moved ever torturously inside of them. “Mmm I love when you’re so excited.”

Sirius bit their lip around a smile, letting out a moan as he moved his fingers. He had been climbing recently, too; they could tell. “So excited, Daddy.”

Soon kisses were being pressed up the back of their thigh as Remus’ finger slid out of them. A moment later the ice was pressing against them.

Sirius let out an embarrassing noise, their back arching at the cold. “Ohh fu—“

“Fuck, that must feel so cold,” Remus said softly then kissed their thigh again. The ice pressed into them further.

“Oh my god, fuck.” Sirius whimpered. It felt so cold and yet so good, and they did like pain with their pleasure.

“That was the prettiest noise. You’re doing so good, princess.” The plug settled in them before Remus smacked their ass again.

“Fuck.” They writhed, trying to find a comfortable place but it was so cold and hard.

A second later another piece of ice pressed to their thigh, leaving a slow, cold trail over their exposed skin. Sirius yelped, their eyes closing as they shuddered.

“Feels so good.”

“Yeah? What’s it feel like inside you?” The ice between Remus’ fingers ran over their balls.

Sirius had to try and stifle a scream into the pillow, their breath already stolen. “So good. So c—cold and hard. Feels like the glass but…” they laughed. “Colder.”

Remus let out a little laugh. “I’m sure much colder. Is it melting inside of you? How’s that feel?” The ice trailed up over their hips.

“I think so. God, fuck, it feels good.”

Remus’ kisses followed the ice over their skin. “Mmm you’re so perfect.”

They moaned. Remus’ praise always took them apart. “Fuck.”

“You always take it so well, no matter what it is.” Remus shifted, his body moving away from them for a moment. “Always.” A second after they felt the sharp impact of what had to be their new paddle.

“Ah! Oh fuck, fuck that felt good,” they mumbled into their arms.

There wasn’t a response from Remus, only the sound of the paddle slicing through the air then the smack when it hit their skin.

“Ah! Fuck, yes, Daddy, please.” They pushed their hips back towards him.

Another two hard strikes came down against them. “Yes princess.”

Sirius let out a moan, shivering. Christ, it felt so good, and especially because they had Remus’ initials bruising into their arse.

“You’re so good, princess,” Remus said before he rained more strikes down on them.

“Oh, fuck, fuck.” Sirius moaned, hands clenching in the sheets to stop themselves from reaching down and touching themselves.

Remus let out a sadistic little laugh behind them as he brought the paddle down on their abused skin. His laugh made them feel hot all over, toes curling in the sheets.

“Ah! Oh my god, Daddy, please.”

“You sound so pretty begging.” Another whack against their skin. “How many more?”

“D–dunno, whatever Daddy wants, please.”

“Hmm.” He hit them again. “How about 15?”

“Ah! Yes, yes, f–fifteen.” Sirius pressed their cheek into the sheets, shuddering. The ice felt so good and they could almost imagine how good Remus would feel inside them soon.

“Count,” he said firmly before bringing the paddle down against them.

“O–one!”

***

Remus watched as the paddle made impact with Sirius’ ass the second to last time. They had his initials bruising their skin. It made his stomach flutter.

“Ah. Fourteen, that’s f–fourteen. Please, I wanna come.”

“No.” Remus paused for a moment then struck the final blow as hard as he could.

Sirius screamed, cheek pressed into the sheets as they kicked their feet. “Ah! Ah, fifteen, fifteen please, please.”

“Good job, princess. You took it so well.” Remus set the paddle on the nightstand. “You look so good.”

“Y–eah? Got your in–initials all over me.”

“You do, princess.” He grabbed his phone from his side table to snap a few photos so they could see. The ice plug had mostly melted inside them, water trickling down their thighs. “All over you. Such pretty bruises.”

Sirius groaned. “I wanna come, Daddy.”

“No, princess not yet.” Remus chuckled, setting the phone down. “I have to fuck you first.”

“Please. Want you so bad.”

“Tell me how.” Remus knelt up on the bed, looking over them.

Sirius looked up at him, their heart hammering in their throat. “Like this, hard. Want to feel you hot inside me.”

The glassy, wide eyed look in their eye told him they were deep in subspace. “Okay, my birthday queen.”

“Please, Daddy.” They shifted their knees a little wider, arcing their hips up.

He groaned, Christ he loved when they got this desperate for him. “So sweet.” He shifted so he was kneeling behind them, pausing for a moment to push off his joggers and pull off his shirt. It gave him a moment to enjoy looking at the bruising of his initials over their skin.

Sirius wiggled their hips in an attempt to entice him, still on their knees and elbows. He chuckled, giving them a hard slap with his palm. “You’re such a good princess, today.”

“Ah!” Their back arched as they moaned. “Oh fuck, yeah? I wanna—wanna be good for Daddy. Fuck me, please.”

“Not even a little birthday brat.” He kissed the middle of the small of their back, pressing his fingers into them for a moment. It was mainly out of curiosity because it would be cooler since the ice had been in them for a while.

Sirius let out the most delicious noise, pressing their hips back towards him. “Daddy! Ah, I was—ah—excited about the ice.”

“I can tell.” Remus scraped his teeth over their skin before sliding his fingers out of them and moving to a good position so he could fuck them.

Sirius wiggled their arse again. They looked so beautiful desperate for him. “Please, Daddy.”

Remus finally gave in and pressed into them, taking a breath to collect himself. “Fuck you always feel so good.”

“Ohh, oh my god, you’re so fucking h—hhh—hot.”

With a fluttering in his stomach Remus gripped their hips tight and slowly sank into them.

“Fuck, I wanna come, please.”

“Already?” Remus ground his hips against them, letting out a little gasp.

“You f–feel so good,” Sirius sobbed, rolling their hips back against his.

Remus ran his hand up Sirius’ spine, scraping his nails. “Oh you do too princess. So fucking good.” He pulled nearly all the way out before slamming back into them.

“Ah! Oh fuck.” Remus could feel Sirius’ thighs shaking a little.

He grabbed their hair, pulling their head back a little as he started to fuck them hard and fast. “Ah you’re so perfect.”

Sirius was breathing hard as they arched back into him, meeting him for every thrust. “I wann—aah, wanna come, p—please.”

“Ah shit, yes, go ahead princess.” His other hand slipped under them as his hips thrusted. “Come for Daddy.” He wrapped his hand around them.

“Thank you, Daddy!” They gasped, descending into a moan. It took a few more thrusts for Sirius’ body to start shuddering and clenching around him, their fingers gripping tight to the sheets.

Remus let out a groan at the feeling of their body climaxing, his cock twitching inside of them. “So perfect,” he said again as he pulled out of them, grabbing their hips.

Sirius whined, writhing against his grip. “Daddy!”

He chuckled, going to flip them over onto their back. It was a little difficult to do with them wiggling around but he managed. “What?”

They hit the bed with a noise, lifting their hips. “Why’d you pull out?” They asked with a pout.

Remus all but lay on top of them so he could take their face between his hands. “I wanted to change positions.” He shifted and his cock pressed against their balls.

Sirius moaned, biting their lip as they wrapped their arms around his middle, leaning into his touch. “Hhh, yeah?”

“Mmmhmm.” He kissed their forehead, shifting so he could press against their entrance.

“Mmm, love you inside me,” they breathed. “So good.”

“I love being inside of you.” He sighed, moving his hips slowly as he ghosted his lips over theirs.

Sirius gasped against his mouth, rolling their hips against his. “M’so, so s—sensitive.”

“I know princess.” He kissed them softly as he moved his hips a little faster.

They moaned into the kiss. “So—ahh—good.”

Remus let out a soft noise then nipped at their bottom lip. “Fuck.”

Sirius wrapped their legs around his waist, hands stroking up and down Remus’ back. “Are you gonna come—come in me, Daddy? Please.”

The pleasure was starting to pool in the pit of his abdomen. “Fuck, yes, princess. Get you — you all messy.” His breathing hitched.

They moaned, biting their lip. “Knock me up, Daddy. Please.”

“Jesus fuck.” Remus’ hips seemed to move on their own as he tried to chase satisfaction. Neither of them generally had a breeding kink but when Sirius begged for something like that it always took Remus by surprise and got him more worked up — especially with that begging note in their voice.

“Please, please,” they groaned, meeting him for every thrust as they kissed all over his face.

He let out a moan, moving his hips faster. “Oh god, yes yes.” Remus trembled as he tipped over the crest of his climax, coming deep inside Sirius.

They let out the most gorgeous noise, throwing their head back and arching as he came, their fingers digging into his shoulders. “Fuck, Daddy.”

“Ah fuck,” he fucked them through it until he couldn’t any longer.

Laying on top of them, he shifted to pull out, pressing kisses over their neck. He didn’t plan on moving for at least a few minutes.

Sirius groaned, tilting into his touch. “Mm, fuck. Love you.”

“I love you so so much. You did so good.” Remus nuzzled their neck. “Do you need anything?”

“No, just stay here for a minute.” They wrapped their arms around him.

“Okay princess, I’m right here.” Remus sighed, reaching up to smooth their hair back.

“Mm, that was so good.”

“Agreed.” He chuckled. “You were cute when you whined about me pulling out.”

“I love you inside me,” they said with a laugh.

“I know princess.” Remus pressed a kiss to their cheek.

“I know you love it inside me too,” Sirius murmured, grinning.

“I do, so so so much. You always feel so good.” He pulled back enough to look at them properly.

Sirius smiled, leaning up to kiss him quickly as he pulled away. “I suppose we should film the outro.”

“We should.” He rolled off of them. “I need clothes.”

“I need to take this dress off, I’m sweating. Christ.”

Remus shuffled off the bed and held his hands out to them. “Come here, I’ll help you.”

They took his hands and scooted to the edge of the bed. “Thank you for my birthday presents, Daddy,” they said, kissing his hands.

“You’re very welcome. I’m so glad you were happy with them all even if I threw the kink challenge.”

“Maybe I can get you back about that.” They stood up, shooting him a smile.

Remus started to wiggle their dress off. “I was being nice though. Think of it as another birthday gift.”

“Mmm, I suppose.” They lifted their arms to help him, wiggling their hips.

“You suppose.” Remus managed to get the dress off before going to their boots.

“Yep.” They laughed, a hand cupping his cheek. “I can keep the boots on, if Daddy likes.”

Remus smiled up at them before kissing their latex clad knee. “Mmm, yes.”

Sirius chuckled. “Maybe I should put my floaty lace robe on?”

“Absolutely. I’ll get it for you.” Remus straightened back up to kiss them soundly. They groaned into the kiss, hands going to his shoulders.

“What’s your plan for the rest of the evening, Daddy?”

“Oh you want more?” Remus said jokingly before he went to the closet to grab the robe from the back of the door.

Sirius snorted. “Oh, you want to go to bed early?”

“Ha, not with you in those boots.” He held out their robe, kicking the door closed.

“I didn’t think so.” Sirius crossed over to him, turning so they could slip the robe on. He did just that, reaching around to tie it shut once they were settled.

“I think at the end of the night we should have a nice bath.”

Sirius hummed, leaning back into him. “Mm, that sounds lovely.”

“I can come up with something.”

“If you want, we can just snuggle and you can look after me.”

Remus’ stomach did its usual flip at the idea. “That sounds perfect. Maybe something else too but cuddling for a bit sounds amazing.” Remus kissed their cheek then bent down to pick up his joggers and shirt.

Sirius smiled, watching him fondly. “Someone was in a hurry to fuck their princess, weren’t they, Daddy?”

“Possibly,” he said lightly, pulling on his bottoms.

“It might’ve been the begging.”

“It just might have been.” Once he shrugged on his shirt he sat next to Sirius on the bed.

Sirius leaned into him, nuzzling in the crook of his neck. “Mm, I like that.”

“I love when you’re desperate for it.” He leaned over and reached for the remote for the camera.

“And you don’t mind making me desperate either.” Sirius fixed their hair in the camera. “Ready?”

“Yep.” He slipped his arm around their waist.

Sirius plucked the remote from his hand and hit record. “That was a hit.”

“Very much so. Though I may have frostbite on my finger tips,” Remus said sarcastically.

Sirius chuckled. “I might have frostbite in some unmentionable places!”

Remus couldn’t help the snort he let out at that. “How’d you like it?”

“I really enjoyed it. I love sensation play anyway, but ice was great. I would like to do it more often. What about you, Daddy?”

“I liked that you liked it. I wouldn’t say I felt any particular way about the ice, but anytime you enjoy something that makes me happy.” He smiled.

“Mmm, I definitely enjoyed it,” they said with a laugh, leaning in to kiss his cheek.

“So much they didn’t even brat.”

“Ha! Didn’t even occur to me, I just wanted it.”

Remus rubbed their side. “Like I said, they've been excited about this one for sometime.”

They smiled, leaning into him. “What would you rate this one, Daddy?”

“Mmm for me it’s a 6 out of 10 ball gags.”

“Six!” Sirius looked aghast. “It’s nine ball gags for me.”

“Six is good!” He complained.

“I suppose.” They laughed, squeezing their hand on his thigh.

“And I think it makes sense you liked it more.” Remus shook his head.

“Mm, that’s true. But it was good! I’m keeping that ice mold in the freezer.”

“Sounds good to me.” Remus squeezed their hip.

Sirius smiled at him before doing their outro, then hit the record button and turned to him. “You’re a natural now, you know.”

“Ha, I feel awkward. But thank you, princess.”

Sirius grinned, leaning in to kiss him softly. “You’re not awkward, everyone fancies you.”

“Everyone fancies

you

.”

“We’re a dream team,” they sighed, sounding Austen worthy themselves.

“Truly.” Remus kissed them after his own sigh. “All right, let’s get to cuddling and movie watching. Want me to braid your hair?”

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Sirius usually woke up early, but today was taking the cake. They weren’t due at the family Christmas brunch for another six bloody hours, and they needed their rest for the Kinkmas party tonight where they were performing. But that was partly why Sirius was awake–they were far too excited for the day. Especially with Astrid around, Christmas felt extra special.

After a while of trying to fall back asleep, they slipped out of bed in search of coffee and to let the dogs out, Remus still sleeping beside them. Yawning to themselves, they poured themselves a coffee once it had brewed, then made their way back upstairs with their laptop to do a little bit of admin. Remus, of course, hadn’t moved from his position in bed and they climbed back into bed beside him, Pixie jumping on the bed to settle on their feet. Sirius gave her a few pets so she would settle down and not wake Remus before getting on with their emails and such.

It took Remus quite some time to stir next to them. He let out a yawn. “Mmm, ‘times it?”

Sirius glanced at the time before they smiled at him. “Hi caro, it’s just before eight.”

“What time do we have to leave?” He shuffled closer to them.

“11:30. You can sleep more.”

“Thank god.” He yawned once more, pressing his face against the outside of their thigh.

Sirius reached over to tangle a hand in his hair, stroking gently through his curls. “Heaven forbid we do anything before 11am by choice.”

“Exactly, my pearl,” he mumbled.

Sirius reckoned he was already asleep. They went back to their emails one-handed, the other hand still in Remus’ hair.

At some point, they slid their laptop away and dozed for a little while, snuggling back down with their husband. When they woke up he was tangled up with them, his hand on their stomach and his thumb stroking over the strip of skin where their shirt rode up. They hummed, nuzzling into him, eyes still closed. The way Remus always seemed to seek them out in his sleep always warmed their heart.

“I’m awake.” Remus let out a sigh. His voice was still thick with sleep.

Sirius snickered. “Are you sure?”

“Yes!” He seemed like he was attempting to sound insulted.

They kissed his shoulder. “Sure.”

“Well I guess you don’t want to hear what I was thinking about.”

Sirius smiled. “I always want to hear what you’re thinking about, Daddy.”

Remus pressed a kiss to their shoulder. “I was thinking we could pick a kink for the challenge from the mug before we go to the Kinkmas party tonight.”

“Ooh, that’s a good idea. And hopefully it’s something we can do at the club before we perform.”

“Yes or we could do it after the club.” Remus kissed their cheek.

“Mm, yes. I like that.” Sirius leaned into him, closing their eyes for a moment.

“What one do you want now the ice is off the list?”

Sirius hummed. “Maybe one of the roleplays.”

“That would be fun.”

“Mm, I’m up for anything tonight, though.” Sirius smiled, leaning over to kiss him. “Love you.”

He grinned into the kiss. “Same here. My little hindrance. Love you.”

“I love being Daddy’s little hindrance.”

“You always are.” Remus chuckled, his thumb rubbing softly over their stomach again.

Sirius shivered, their breath shaking beneath his touch. “Mm, you’re so handsome this morning.”

“Yeah? All sleepy?” His hand slid just a smidge lower.

“Mhmm, sleepy and gorgeous, all dark-eyed and handsy.” They watched his hand.

“Your favorite.” Remus hummed.

“Can I be good for you, Daddy?” They squirmed under his touch.

“Oh maybe. What time is it?”

Sirius groaned, batting one hand out so they could grab their phone and check the time. “Mm, ten to ten.”

“Hmmm.” Remus furrowed his brow, time being hard when he was still sleepy.

Sirius let out a soft chuckle as they set their phone back down. “As long as you’re in the shower by eleven we should be fine,” they murmured.

“Good.” Remus kissed down their jaw.

“Mm, yeah?” They wrapped their arms around his middle.

He answered with a nip at their neck and roll of his hips. Sirius moaned, hips jerking beneath him. The little satisfied noise Remus made was softened against their skin as he sucked at the spot he bit on their neck.

“Ahh, Daddy,” they whispered, tipping their head back for him.

Remus pressed kisses over their neck, nipping every so often as his hand finally slid down and over their cock.

Sirius bit their lip, hips bucking up into his touch as they tipped their chin down to watch his hand. His teeth scraped while his hand slowly rubbed over them.

“Mmm, such a good princess.”

They swallowed another noise, eyes fluttering closed. “Ah, love your hands.”

“I know princess.” His voice was all low and rumbling in his chest as his hand moved faster against them. They shivered, arousal gathering at the base of their pelvis. Remus’ hands always felt so good on them, even more so when he had been climbing, and he had been climbing yesterday.

Remus shifted, rolling them on to their back and pinning their arms on either side of their head. They could feel him hard against their lower abdomen as he moved his hips. The soft smirk on his face made their stomach curl.

Sirius grinned, twisting slightly against his grip even though they knew they couldn’t break it. “Were you dreaming something nice, Daddy? You’re so hard.”

He chuckled, grinding against them. “You just being wonderful.”

“Ah, yeah? Wonderfully bratty?”

“Wonderfully sweet with your mouth.” The grip on their wrist tightened — they would definitely have bruises there. They moaned softly, looking up at him with wide eyes, before they opened their mouth as if in invitation. Remus let out a soft laugh. “Very tempting but I’m also enjoying pinning you down like this.” His hips moved expertly again, just in the right way.

Sirius moaned again, pleasure zinging up their spine. “I like you pinning me down too Daddy.”

“Though your mouth is nice.” His breath hitched as he shifted slightly to grind against their thigh. In turn his thigh pressed gorgeously against them.

“Ahh. You feel so good wherever you are.”

“You do too princess. Just being close to you is all I want some days.” Remus leaned down to kiss down their jaw.

“Mm, yeah. Love all of you,” they murmured, smiling as they tilted their head for him, lifting their hips against his. They pulled against his grip, arching. “Can I touch you, Daddy? Please?”

Remus hummed, nodding as he continued to their neck again. The fingers around their right hand went slack. Sirius twisted out of his grip then quickly reached down between them to rub their fingers over Remus’ cock through his pyjamas. He moaned softly, his cock twitching under their fingers.

“You’re so good.”

Sirius shivered, their toes curling at his praise and his moan. “Ah, love being good for Daddy. You feel so good.”

“Are you gonna come like — like this? You’re the most perfect princess.” Remus’ hips twitched.

“Ah, I wanna. Want you so bad.”

“You have me princess.” Remus shifted his thigh again, moving in against them in a rhythmic way.

Sirius gasped, hips arching up to meet his. “Can I come?”

“Yes princess, come for me.

Please.

”

Oh fuck. Remus never said please; he never needed to when he was telling Sirius to come like it was his god-given right to have command over their orgasms. But when he said please, it made sparks fly in Sirius’ body as they moaned, hips bucking up into his touch.

“Ohh, th—thank you Daddy,” they sobbed.

Remus bit their neck again at the same time, his teeth sinking into their flesh as he continued to move his hips. The idea of having such a hickey tonight for the party washed over them as they came, moaning as they bared their throat to Remus.

“Fuck, so good. So perfect princess.”

Sirius gasped, shuddering with their orgasm as they writhed beneath him. He kissed at their neck as they did, not stopping his movement until they relaxed into the bed.

“Fuck,” Sirius said softly, turning their head to nuzzle into his curls.

Remus chuckled as he kissed back over their jaw.

“Love you. Wanna get off?”

“Love you… Mmm no, I’m all right.” He relaxed on top of them, wrapping his arms around them and resting his head on their chest.

“Okay.” They slipped their wrists from his grip and wrapped their arms around him. “Do you want to pick a kink?”

“In a minute.”

Sirius nuzzled at his temple, their hands stroking up and down his back. Remus was still hard against their thigh and they bucked up to him a little.

“Mmm.” He shifted a little, his breath hitched again.

“Are you sure you don’t want to get off, Daddy?” Sirius whispered.

“I don’t know. It’s one of those meh’s where I feel as if my own orgasm seems like too much work.” He snickered.

“What about if you lie there and I’ll be wonderfully sweet with my mouth?”

“Ah, that does sound nice.” Remus sighed.

Sirius wriggled a little so they could gently push Remus onto his back, then kneel between his legs. “Then let me look after you, Daddy.”

He chuckled, shuffling up the bed a bit. “Did you just push me?”

“Gently urged, Daddy,” they said with a smile. “Eagerly repositioned. Helped to manoeuvre.”

“Oh, who’s the pedant now?” He raised an eyebrow.

“It’s always you, Daddy.” They sweetened their smile even further, rubbing a hand over his thigh as they dropped onto their elbows to kiss over his waistband.

“You push me then you’re bratty?” Remus shifted, sitting up and pulling his legs up to sit cross legged.

Sirius pouted. “Daddy.”

“

Princess

.” He raised an eyebrow.

“I wanna be good for you, Daddy.”

Remus sighed, moving to get out of bed. “Well maybe we should have asked nicely for me to move.” He stood up.

Sirius knelt up, their eyes wide. “Daddy, please.”

***

Maybe the fact it was the Kinkmas party that night or he was just being a bastard, but he really wanted to tease Sirius. Of course he got them off, but they loved going down on him (and he loved it too, of course).

“I think I’ll shower.” Remus started to pad towards the bathroom.

Sirius was in front of him in a flash, but they didn’t dare touch. “Daddy, I want you in my mouth.”

“Awww.” He chuckled, trying to slip by them into the bathroom. They backpedalled and stood in the bathroom door, looking determined.

“No fair.”

Arching an eyebrow, Remus put his hand on the doorway. “Why’s that?”

They ran their fingertips up his forearm. “Because I want you, and you deserve it, Daddy. I wanna be good for you.”

“Poor princess.” He watched their fingers trailing over his arm.

“I know you want it too, Daddy. You deserve it.”

Leaning down, Remus kissed their forehead before grabbing them around the waist. He spun them around so he stood in the bathroom and they were on the other side of the threshold. “Thank you princess.”

Sirius gaped. “Oi!”

“Love you!” He laughed, going to shut the door as quick as he could. They stuck their foot through the door, wedging it open.

“I love you too but that doesn’t count!”

”What doesn’t count?” He asked, trying to push their foot out with his own.

“Just manhandling me! I’m not allowed to manhandle you.” They pushed him right back, wedging their leg further into the door.

“Exactly.” He nodded.

“Don’t you want my mouth, Daddy?”

Being so meh it was easy to shrug. “Maybe later.” He grabbed their ankle as they tried to push him with their foot.

Sirius shrieked, pushing against his grip and using their body to slip through the door into the bathroom. Damn their lower body strength. “Maybe in the shower?” They asked sweetly.

Remus stumbled when they forced their ankle out of his grip. “No.”

They pouted. “Ace thing or Daddy thing?”

“I’m firmly meh, so I don’t care either way, so Daddy thing.” He went to turn the shower on.

Sirius wrapped their arms around his middle, pressing a kiss to his shoulder. “Mmm, okay.”

“You could have had me in your mouth a long time ago if you had asked nicely. Now you get to be punished.”

They made a pretty little noise in his ear. “I just wanted to make you feel good, Daddy.”

“And then you were bratty when I asked if you pushed me.” Remus tried to move so he could take off his shirt.

“Would you expect anything less of Daddy’s Little Hindrance?”

“Of course not.” Remus managed to wiggle away from them to strip out of his shirt. “But do you expect anything less from Daddy?”

Remus felt Sirius’ hands on his back as they helped him undress, then their mouth across his shoulder. “No, I know Daddy’s a sadist, so he always jumps at a chance to punish me.”

“Mmhmm.” He leaned into them as he pushed his bottoms off.

“Daddy loves it, doesn’t he?” Their fingers trailed over his stomach.

“I do, it makes me very happy.” Remus wrapped his fingers around their wrist. “And again we’re doing something without permission.”

Sirius smiled sweetly. “Please may I touch, Daddy?”

“Mmmm no because you touched before asking.” He dropped their hand before sliding into the shower. “You can stay out there.”

Sirius looked so affronted. “

Daddy.

”

“We should think things through first.” Remus stood under their newish rainfall shower head, closing his eyes at the warmth.

“I didn’t mean to

push

you, Daddy. Only guide you so I could be good for you.”

Remus chuckled, reaching for his shampoo. “Mmhmm.”

“Pretty please can I come in?”

“Sure if you stand on the other end of the shower.” He cracked an eye lid open as he lathered up shampoo.

Sirius pouted. “Yes please.”

“Go on then.” He rinsed his hair.

Sirius stripped off then slipped into the shower, standing on the other side to Remus. They looked so forlorn. He shot them a smile as he went to reach for the conditioner, which was nearly empty.

“We need a shopping trip,” he said casually.

“I can grab some things before the Kinkmas party?” They had their hands clasped in front of them, eyes wide.

“We could stop after brunch.” Remus tried hard not to chuckle at how repentant they looked.

“Can I touch please, Daddy?”

“No, nearly done here.” He reached for the soap. “A punishment is a punishment.”

“Can I wash your back, please, Daddy?”

Remus sighed, handing them the soap. “Here. Be good.”

“I’ll be very good,” they said quickly, taking the soap and skirting around him.

“Sure.” He shifted a little. Sirius began to wash his back, their fingers rubbing at the perpetual sore bit in his shoulder. Letting out a soft noise at the relief, Remus closed his eyes again.

“Pretty please can I touch properly, Daddy?” Their fingers were working wonders.

“No.” He chuckled.

They made the most adorable displeased noise, taking their time lathering his back. “You have such a lovely back, Daddy.”

“Thank you princess. You make the best noises.” He glanced over his shoulder at them.

“Especially when Daddy’s being a sadist, I’m sure,” they said, smiling before they pressed a quick kiss to his shoulder blade.

“Absolutely.” He made a tsking sound. “I think a kiss is touching and not washing.”

Sirius made another noise of displeasure, their hands still soaping up his back. “I am washing though, Daddy.”

“You are washing, but as a pedant I know kissing isn’t included in that.” Remus smiled.

“That’s true, I suppose,” they murmured.

“You suppose.” With a laugh, Remus leaned into them.

“I

guess

.” They pressed against him, hands sliding around his middle. “But I think you like me kissing you, Daddy.”

“Hmm now we’re touching even more?” He tried to not just immediately relax into them.

“I can’t help myself with you, you’re so handsome.” They kissed his shoulder again. “Are you sure I can’t be good for you?”

“Well you keep doing what you’re not supposed to.” Remus put his hands over theirs.

“I wanna be good, so bad. I know you love my mouth, Daddy.” They swirled their tongue over his shoulder blade.

His stomach did a little flutter. “Weren’t you meant to be good by following the rules?” He asked softly.

“I just want your cock in my mouth so bad, Daddy. My mouth is watering thinking about it. Please, Daddy.”

The pleading in their voice made his cock twitch. He cleared his throat before reaching out to turn off the spray. “My poor poor princess.” Remus went to step out of the shower.

“Please, Daddy. I want it so bad, I want your cock. Please.” Sirius seemed to sense that they were hitting the right note.

“Come out, out of the shower.” He tried to drag them behind him. They stepped out, handing him a towel before wrapping themselves up in the other. “Thank you princess.”

Padding into the bedroom he toweled himself dry, before sitting on the edge of the bed. “Get the notebook from my nightstand and a pen.” He tossed the towel on the side of the bed.

Sirius had the towel wrapped around their chest, but their long legs were still glistening with water. “Yes Daddy,” they said, going to do just that. They returned to stand in front of him holding both the items.

“Kneel on the bed and open up to a blank page.”

“Please Daddy,” they said as they climbed onto the bed. Their eyes were so wide and pleading. “Please. I want your cock in my mouth so badly, I want you in my throat.”

Remus tried to suppress his groan but it slipped out still as he went to shift to sit against the headboard. “I think maybe,

I’ll ask for permission and listen to Daddy.”

Sirius wriggled on the spot, their lips parted so temptingly. “Please Daddy. Want you down my throat, want you to fuck my mouth and come all over my face.”

“That sounds like a lot of effort.” He let out a long breath.

Sirius pouted as they took the lid off his pen. “Or, or you can lie there and I’ll be good while you use my mouth however you want.”

“Mmm…” Remus shifted slightly.

“Please, Daddy. I know you love my mouth, all hot and wet for you.”

Swallowing thickly he nodded. “I do.”

“I want your cock in my mouth, please. I want it so bad, hard and hot and choking me, coming down my throat,” they said breathlessly, eyes wide as they looked at him. Their cheeks were pink, as well as their shoulders and down their chest from the shower. “Please, Daddy. Let me be good for you, I want it so bad.” Sirius opened their mouth and stuck their tongue out, glistening and pink.

Remus felt all his ability to resist them melt away at their pleading and how they sat there with their mouth ready for him. Their pleading that preceded the gorgeous display helped them along as well. His legs parted and he patted his thigh. “Yes princess.”

They leaned forward a little, so eager. “Please, Daddy. However you want.”

“How you like, princess.” He laid back, closing his eyes because he really just wanted to feel it. Remus felt the bed shift, then Sirius’ warm hands on his thighs before they trailed kisses up his inner thigh. “No teasing today, princess.”

“No, Daddy. I won’t tease.” Their fingers wrapped around the base of his cock, then their hot tongue slid up the underside. He threw his head back against the pillow.

“Ah, thank you princess.” Remus’ fingers threaded through their hair but just rested there.

Sirius just made another noise before they took him into their mouth, their groan reverberating through him.

“Fuck,” he swore, one of his legs bending up so his foot was flat on the bed. Sirius moaned, sucking softly as they bobbed their head, their free hand rubbing over his thigh. “So good, princess.”

“Mmm—“ Sirius cut themselves off with a gagging noise, their tongue swirling over his length. He gasped at the feeling of their tongue, bucking against the feeling.

“Ah, fuck.” He looked down at them between his legs, letting out another noise of pleasure at them.

Sirius moaned again, their head bobbing up and down as they sucked his cock so beautifully. They were lying on their front, their wet hair swept over one shoulder, their gaze stuck fast on Remus’ face.

“Princess, you’re — oh shit.” His fingers clenched at the sheets. They made another obscene noise, back arching as they gagged again, taking him deep and laving their wonderful tongue over the underside. Their free hand found his balls and massaged gently.

Gripping the sheets in one hand and Sirius’ hair in the other, Remus came. His body trembled with the climax, his vision going white for a moment. Sirius moaned like they were the one coming, their breathing going short and sharp as it rang in Remus’ ears. They went slack in his grip, swallowing around his cock, no doubt hungrily drinking his come.

“Ah, thank you princess,” he muttered as he let his hand fall from their hair.

Sirius pulled back after a moment, pressing kisses over his thigh before they crawled up over his body. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Mmm. You always do so good.” He wrapped his arms around them. He could feel Sirius smiling as they pressed their face into the crook of his neck.

“Thank you for letting me, Daddy.”

“Could have had me in your mouth a very long time ago.” He rubbed their back.

“But someone was a pedant,” they murmured.

“Someone was a brat, already on thin ice.” He smacked their bottom. “Let’s get ready then we can pick a kink.”

Sirius laughed, leaning up to kiss him before they slipped off the bed and over to their drawers to get dressed.

Remus stretched before rolling out of bed. After a moment he decided to put on his festive Fair Isle jumper and some nice jeans. Topping off the look with one of his nice watches from Sirius, the leather bracelet from them, and his warmest socks.

“All right, ready when you are.”

Remus turned to find Sirius wearing an oversize but incredibly fashionable Fair Isle jumper of their own, though monochrome, and a pair of black tights with some heeled boots. They were in a bit of mascara and some red lip gloss.

“Christ, you’re gorgeous.” He sighed.

Sirius beamed, adjusting their hair from where it was up in a bun. “Thank you, Daddy.” They came over to lean up and kiss him, their hand going to his arm. “Shall we film in the pole room?”

“Sure, we won’t have to make the bed then.” He grinned, knowing Sirius always insisted they make it.

As always, they gasped. “No way. Go set up the camera and I’ll make the bed. Please, Daddy.”

Remus blew a raspberry before heading for the door. “We’ll just be back in it soon enough!”

Sirius laughed as they went back to the bed. “But getting into a made bed is so good!”

“Yeah, yeah.” Remus chuckled before going down the hall for the pole room.

Now that Teddy had moved out, it was back to its full glory with Sirius’ favorite art on the walls and Polaroids of them stuck to the mirror. Remus went over to where the tripod was tucked away.

Once it was all set up, he grabbed the mug and took a seat on the sofa. A few moments later, Sirius appeared.

“Hi Daddy,” they said, coming over to sit next to him. “Ready?”

“Yes, we’re all set.” He handed them the remote. “I think I got the framing right.”

Sirius peered at the screen as they took the remote. “Looks perfect Daddy.” They leaned in and kissed him quickly before hitting record and launching into the intro.

As always, Remus sat back and listened to them. They were so good at being on camera and chatting away. They talked a little more about the traction the series was gaining, then turned to Remus.

“Care to pick a kink, Daddy?”

”I’d love to.” He stuck his hand in the mug and gave the paper to Sirius.

They opened the paper and immediately started laughing. “This is perfect! Suspension!”

Remus snorted a laugh. “Well we’re already performing tonight.”

“And I believe someone is filming it, so I can post a little here.”

“Oh! I’ve an idea to make what we’re doing even better.” He held up a hand as an image he had seen recently popped in his head.

Sirius perked up. “What are you thinking?”

“It’s a surprise, think of it as a Kinkmas gift.” He got out his phone to text Quinn for a favor.

“Ha!” They beamed. “Deal.”

“It’ll look great on camera.” Remus was surprised they weren’t looking over his shoulder as he tapped out his message.

Right on cue, Sirius appeared in his eyeline. “Daddy, we’re filming.”

“Sorry! I needed to send Quinn a message.” He set his phone aside. Lately he didn’t think too much about the camera, which was probably a good thing.

Sirius just laughed, leaning into him. “You do usually forget we’re filming.” They were probably thinking of all the time they got

distracted

while filming.

“That is true.” He kissed their temple. “I think we both know what we’re rating this already.”

“This is one of our regular kinks. Daddy will try new ties out on my limbs while I’m watching Dance Moms,” they snorted.

Remus nodded. “I love rope and knots. It’s a natural thing as a rock climber.”

“So I think it will be a ten from us both really.”

“Definitely a ten. Oh, what if we rated some of our suspensions.” Remus could talk suspension/bondage/shibari all day. Really anything to do with rope. He paused as his phone buzzed. “Or we make Quinn rank them.”

“Oh! That’s a great video idea! Incoming, our protege ranks our suspensions!” Sirius grinned ear to ear.

“He’ll get stressed.” Remus chuckled.

“He’ll love it.”

“He is at the point where he may critique my work.” He put his hand on Sirius’ waist.

Sirius laughed. “It’ll be constructive, Daddy. And I’ll stroke your ego after.”

“I hardly need ego stroking.” Remus rolled his eyes.

Sirius was still laughing as they shot a wink to the camera then leaned over and snagged the remote to pause recording. He snickered, shaking his head.

“Ready for brunch?”

“Always.” They leaned in and kissed him. “Let’s go.”

***

After the usual found family Christmas brunch, Sirius and Remus swung by Quinn’s to pick him up. Luckily Sirius had plenty of experience switching from being Pada and Opa and a sibling and a friend to their dynamic with Remus, so it wasn’t too hard to slip back to it. They put their hand on Remus’ knee as he parked up outside of Quinn’s.

“I text him as we pulled in,” they said, glancing to the doorway.

“Perfect, princess.”

Quinn came bustling out with a reusable shopping bag and his backpack. He gave a little wave to Sirius before closing and locking the door. Sirius waved, smiling as they unlocked the car doors.

“Hi, darling,” Sirius said as he climbed into the car. “What’s in the bag?”

He sent them a grin. “I can’t say, Highness, Sir said it’s a secret. In my backpack I’ve got my change of clothes though.”

Remus let out a low laugh as he pulled away.

Sirius gasped. “A secret?!”

“A surprise,” Remus said in a very wise tone.

“Right.” Quinn pointed to Remus. “What Sir said.”

Sirius hummed. “I

do

like surprises.”

“You do, princess.” Remus flashed them a smile. Sirius melted at that, smiling back at him.

“In that case, I’m very excited.”

“Of course you are.”

“I am too. Sir said you want me to help with a video at some point?” Quinn asked.

“Yes! Rate our previous rope suspensions! Daddy said you could

critique

if you wanted.”

“Then Sirius will stroke my ego, apparently,” Remus deadpanned.

Quinn went pink. “Critique?”

Sirius nodded, giving Quinn a smile over their shoulder. “Uh-huh.”

“I don’t think I could critique your work, Sir.”

“I’m sure you could, lovely.”

“I mean, if you don’t want to critique you could always just rate how utterly resplendent I look,” they teased.

“10 out of 10 every time,” Quinn said.

“Aw, Daddy, he’s learning so well!” Sirius laughed.

“So well.” Remus shook his head. “And I know you have thoughts on my work, I saw you make a face when I made a certain choice last time we were practicing the suspension we’re doing tonight.”

“Oooooh!” Sirius felt like they were watching a tennis match.

Quinn sunk in his seat. “Maybe. I just, I think you taught me how to do the knot on their hip differently.”

“Possibly.” They could see a little evil smirk beginning on Remus’ lips.

“Ooh, I’m excited for this.” Sirius laughed.

“You can show me how to do it better later,” Remus said airily.

Sirius sucked in a breath as they saw Quinn wince in the rear view. “Wouldn’t dream of it, Sir.”

“No, I insist.” Remus turned onto their street.

“I’ll try and do my best, Sir.”

“You’re such a goody two shoes,” Sirius told him over their shoulder.

“If I challenged princess, they would be talking so much shit right now.” Remus snorted a laugh.

“Highness, I’m not as good of a brat as you are.”

“You still have time to learn, darling,” Sirius cooed.

“I’m not sure I have it in me.” Quinn shook his head as they parked.

“I suppose you’re right,” Sirius said airily, hand still on Remus’ knee. “I am a one of a kind.”

“You definitely are.” Remus leaned over and kissed them soundly. “Come on.”

Sirius beamed, slipping out of the car and going to the door. They dug their keys from their bag and opened the door, happy to see Bucky and Pixie. “Hello darlings! Yes, we have a Kinkmas party to get ready for!”

Remus gave them a smack on the ass as he slipped by. “I need to talk with Quinn, be good.”

“I’m going to shower!” Sirius called as they went for the stairs. “Be good!”

“We will be!” Quinn shouted after them.

Sirius laughed to themselves, going into the bathroom and putting on their usual getting-ready-for-a-kink-party playlist. They were sure Remus and Quinn were planning something to do with their surprise, which might even be part of the sex they hoped they would have tonight after the party, and they were jittering about it. They took their time showering and eventually found themselves sitting on the edge of the bed in their towel, checking their phone before they started to get dressed.

Not long later Remus slipped into the bedroom. “Hi princess.”

Sirius looked up from texting Marlene, smiling broadly. “Hi Daddy. Were you two plotting?”

“Your demise, per usual.” He kissed their forehead before going to the closet.

They laughed, leaning into him. “Mmm, can’t wait,” they said, slipping off the bed and leaving their towel in a heap as they began to get dressed too. They thought much couldn’t top their Santa’s Little Hindrance outfit, but they had upgraded it with a tinsel crown and a few sleigh bells on their garters.

“Feeling good for the performance tonight?”

“Mm, very good. I’m excited for a suspension performance again. It’s a beautiful feeling.”

“You’ve always loved it best.” Remus started to undress.

Sirius sighed happily, getting into their red lacy underwear. “And you get to be nerdy with rope,” they teased. “Is Quinn getting ready in the sunroom, or is he coming up?”

“He’s coming up, he just had to call his brother. It’s his nephew’s birthday. They took him to Disney.”

“Oooh, cute.”

“I’m just coming!” Quinn called up the stairs. “Do either of you want a drink?”

“Waters, lovely!” Remus smiled.

“Yep!” Quinn’s voice was further away for a moment.

Sirius tutted softly. “No margs?” They teased.

“You can have one drink tonight. Would you prefer that or something festive at the club?” Remus raised an eyebrow as he pulled up his most well fitting black trousers.

“I’ll take a cocktail at the club please, Daddy.” They gave him a sweet smile.

“Okay, princess.” He left his trousers unbuttoned and unzipped as he reached for the deep maroon shirt they bought him the other day for the party.

Sirius groaned, wiggling their short dress down over their hips as they walked over to him as he buttoned up the shirt. “Have I mentioned how gorgeous you look today?”

“No, not yet.” Another smirk came over his lips as he righted his trousers. Quinn came through carrying the waters, looking like he was on a mission. Sirius gave him a smile over their shoulder before turning back to Remus. They met his gaze before sinking to their knees in front of him.

“Daddy looks like a god today.”

Remus cupped their cheek, stroking his thumb over their cheek. “Thank you princess. Lovely, go get the red and green rope. I want you to tie a thigh harness on me, show me how you’d do that knot, huh?”

“Yes Sir,” Quinn said, disappearing into the pole room.

Sirius leaned into his touch. “I can watch from down here,” they said with a smile.

“Yes princess.” He sighed. “You look so pretty tonight. I love you being my little hindrance.”

“Even prettier at the end of the night when Daddy’s done with me.”

“Of course that’s a tough choice.”

Quinn appeared at their side, holding the rope out to Remus. “I might need to obscure your view, Highness,” he said jokingly.

“Princess, go kneel on the bed to watch.”

Sirius pouted. “That’s so far away.”

Chuckling, Remus bent down to wrap his arms around the waist and lift them. “Yes, but you’ll have a better view.”

They huffed, stealing a kiss from his lips. “Fine,” they murmured before padding over to the bed. “I get to watch.”

“Yes, princess.” He gave them a smile before it disappeared as he turned to Quinn. “Go on.”

“Yes, Sir.” Quinn knelt down in front of Remus, his hands gripping the rope tight. “How should I tie it?”

“You know what’s best, lovely, you do what you want.” That sounded like Daddy talk for

I know what’s best but I’m going to let yourself dig the hole.

Sirius smiled to themselves, wiggling in place as they knelt on the bed. They were watching Remus carefully, wishing they were in Quinn’s place—on their knees in front of Remus.

“Yes, Sir,” Quinn spoke quietly as he started low on Remus’ thigh, wrapping the rope around.

Remus made a very skeptical noise but didn’t say anything as he watched.

“Are you sure I can’t get a closer look, Daddy?” Sirius’ mouth was watering.

“No, you can’t distract lovely, princess. He’s already made a mistake.” Remus smiled at them softly.

Quinn winced. “Sorry, Sir.” He undid some work to retry.

“What did you do?” Remus questioned.

“I started too low?” Quinn looked up at Remus.

“Yes.”

God, Sirius lived for that look on Remus’ face. They squirmed again, letting out a breath through their nose. “After this, can we film a video?” Anything to keep their mind elsewhere.

“Yes, princess.” Remus nodded. “What would you like to do?” He asked before his fingers wrapped tightly around Quinn’s wrist. “Too tight. You’re making amateur mistakes.”

Quinn made a noise Sirius had never heard before as he looked up at Remus. Sirius felt the usual jealousy flare deep in their stomach at the look on Quinn’s face. “Sorry, Sir.”

“I think he likes this, Daddy,” Sirius said breathlessly. Remus looked divine.

“He likes making a fool of himself?” Remus dropped Quinn’s wrist. “Do better.”

“Yes Sir,” he said quickly, gaze dropping back to his work.

“He likes Daddy telling him what he’s doing wrong.”

“Do you, lovely?” Remus asked, not in the same tone he had been speaking in. He was clearly checking in.

Quinn nodded, pausing to give Remus a reassuring look.

Sirius smiled, proud to see them checking in. “It’s very hot.”

Quinn gave them a rueful smile, gesturing to his growing erection in his sweatpants. “I know.”

“Focus,” Remus said sharply. “You don’t know enough to be chatting while you work.”

Sirius chuckled as Quinn flushed and looked back to his work, fingers moving nowhere near as fluidly as Remus’.

“You’re being clumsy. The knot isn’t flush.” Remus batted his hands away and undid the work, letting the rope fall. “Try again.”

Sirius bit their lip, watching Quinn retie with a furious blush across his cheeks. “Yes Sir,” he said, going to do the knot again. He took his time, tying it slowly and carefully. “Better, Sir?”

“You could have moved at a slower pace. I nearly fell asleep.” Remus looked down and shook his head. “I’ll do it myself. The tension isn’t even throughout the whole harness.”

“Sorry, Sir.” Quinn looked up at Remus, no doubt giving him his own version of the puppy dog eyes.

“One knee out.” Remus gestured and Quinn shifted so he was in a lunge position. Remus put his foot on Quinn’s thigh and undid his work again. “So sloppy.”

Quinn watched Remus’ fingers work and Sirius once again felt that jealousy stir in their stomach. They had to remind themselves they had all of the Kinkmas party to get through first.

“That’s how you’re meant to do it. I’ve been teaching you long enough now you shouldn’t be so slow and sloppy. Maybe you’re just not sharp enough to get it?” Remus took his foot down and turned towards Sirius. “What was the video you wanted to film, princess?” The tone of his voice shifted completely when he spoke to them.

Sirius swallowed, forcing themselves to speak when he turned to them and gave them that look. “Quinn could rate some of our suspensions. We could do that now, because I imagine you’ll want to do something else later.”

“That’s a brilliant idea.” Remus came over to them and pressed a soft kiss to their lips. “Lovely, get changed then meet us in the pole room.” He held his hand out for Sirius.

Quinn was still kneeling as Sirius took Remus’ hand and got up, smiling at him. “Thank you, Daddy,” they said, kissing his hand. They glanced over at Quinn, wanting to check in with him for a moment.

He was squirming, and taking a few deep breaths but he sent Sirius a smile when Remus’ back was turned. “Yes Sir.”

Remus tugged Sirius along. “Come on, let’s set up.”

Sirius smiled, following Remus into the pole room. They slipped past him once inside and went to get the camera from where they left it in the corner of the room. They really should’ve put it back in the cupboard like they said they were going to, but it felt like so much hassle when they were just going to get it back out again.

“Need my help, baby?”

“I got it, you sit on the sofa and look all regal,” they said, moving around to set the tripod up.

“Okay.” He chuckled.

When they turned around he was swiping through his phone as he sat on the sofa, one arm draped over the back. Christ, they felt weak at the knees just looking at him. They had to resist the urge to crawl over to him as they set the camera into the right framing. “Gorgeous.”

He glanced up at them with that certain grin. “You are.”

They shivered, grabbing the remote so they could come and sit beside him. “You look so handsome tonight I can hardly stand it.”

“Thank you, princess.” He wrapped an arm around them as they heard Quinn in the hall.

“You feel up to filming, Quinn? Not too distracted?” Sirius teased.

“Yeah, yeah. Yes, Highness. I’m okay.”

Remus snickered, rubbing their side.

Sirius grinned, shuffling up to make room for Quinn in the frame. “Okay, I got some photos and footage of our suspensions up on the drive to brunch,” they said, gesturing with their phone.

Quinn sat next to them so he could see. “Okay. So how do I…”

“How about you rate them out of five, what you like about them, and if you see any mistakes.” They gave him a grin. “And obviously how divine I look, that has to factor in.”

“Okay.” Quinn looked at Remus for a moment. “This one is five out of five.” He nodded surely.

“Is it?” Remus questioned.

Sirius grinned, zooming in on the photo. “Are you sure?”

“Mmhmm.”

“Tell me why,” Remus insisted.

“Uh—your knots are really neat and clean, and they’re all aligned nicely, Sir.”

“Okay, next one, princess,” Remus instructed them.

Sirius bit their lip and swiped to a short video of one of their earlier performances. “What about this one?”

“5 out of 5.”

Remus let out a sharp laugh. “The knots on their left calf aren't flush and you can tell their hip harness is not symmetrical.”

Sirius tutted. “Be honest, darling.”

Quinn squirmed in his seat. “Ah, out of 10?”

“A five out of ten?” Sirius laughed, looking to Remus. He looked so damn smug, the bastard.

“3 out of 5 I mean. Sorry, Highness.”

“Ooh, okay, okay. What’s wrong with it?” They asked, giving Quinn a smug smile.

“Sir already said. The hips aren’t symmetrical and the knots on your calf but you look very beautiful, Highness.” Quinn’s flush was creeping down his neck.

“Aw, thank you darling.” They put a hand on his knee.

“If you’re not going to be honest, then we shouldn’t do this.” Remus leaned around Sirius to give Quinn a hard look.

Quinn swallowed. “I think I’m too worked up to give you my honest opinion right now, Sir,” he said, cheeks bright red. “Can we try this again some other time?”

“Yes.” Remus plucked up the remote to turn the camera off. Sirius leaned over to stop him, giving him a smile. “What is it, princess?”

“Or we could keep it running,” they said, smiling.

“What for? He’s just going to kneel and suffer through it.” Remus kissed their cheek.

Sirius smiled, leaning into him. “Aw, do you want to give him something nice to watch, at least?”

“You’re just looking to benefit.” He nudged them. “Lovely, I said you were going to kneel, so kneel.”

Quinn shifted, kneeling in front of the fainting couch. “Sorry, Sir,” he said, hands in his lap. “I didn’t expect to feel like this.”

Sirius leaned against Remus, smiling. “I take offence to that, Daddy.”

“Why’s that, princess?”

“I’m not looking to benefit for me, just to have some fun for us all.”

“Surrreee.” He chuckled, rubbed the hand on their back.

Sirius pressed against his side, one leg coming up over Remus’. “But look how worked up he is, Daddy. Are you gonna make him wait all night?”

“Yes, he’s going to wait all night.”

They leaned up and kissed the spot beneath Remus’ ear, smiling. “Does that mean I have to wait all night too, Daddy?”

“You’re being very sweet.” His hand moved to their thigh. “I’m not sure he even deserves to watch.”

Sirius gave a fake gasp. “Maybe you should blindfold him, Daddy.”

“Go get the blindfold, princess.”

“Yes, Daddy,” they said, slipping from the sofa to grab the silk blindfold from the top of the trunk. “Here, Daddy.”

Quinn was taking his punishment with dignity it seemed, not trying to get out of it.

“You can tie it.” He smirked at Sirius. They couldn’t stop their grin as they moved behind Quinn and tied the blindfold carefully around his eyes.

“Okay, darling?” They murmured in his ear, watching Remus as they did.

Quinn nodded. “Yes, Highness.”

“Hurry, princess.”

Sirius stood back up. “There, Daddy.”

“Good princess, come here.” He patted his lap.

They grinned, circling around so they could climb into his lap, hands on his shoulders. “You’re being very mean today, Daddy. It’s very hot.”

“I’m being very nice to you.” Remus’ fingers walked up their thigh.

“You are,” they murmured, watching his hands. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“You’re very deserving right now.”

“Aw, thank you Daddy. I’m excited for the party.”

“I know, princess.” His hand slid under their skirt. They groaned, squirming a little in his lap, and if they groaned a little louder than usual because Quinn was listening then that was fine. “You’re so pretty. I love when you wear red.” His hand pressed against them. “Are you wet already?”

Sirius let out a soft moan. “Yes Daddy, so wet for you.”

“So worked up seeing lovely get all flustered because he’s making very stupid mistakes?” Remus asked before kissing their neck, his fingers moving over their underwear against them.

Sirius tilted their head for him, fingers tightening on his shoulders. “Mhmm, he’s so adorable, all flustered and sweet.”

“He should be embarrassed.” Remus scraped his teeth, his fingers moving to slip into their underwear.

“Ah! Yeah, I bet he is, poor thing,” Sirius managed to say, trying not to grind against his hand.

“You should be very proud of being such a good princess for Daddy. Maybe we should make lovely wear your outfit instead.” Remus then bit down on their neck as his thumb slowly drew around the head of their cock, smearing the precome there.

Sirius moaned, arching beneath him as the pain shot through them, making them squirm. “Fuck—yeah? Is he Sir’s Little Hindrance tonight?”

“Yes, princess.” His hand slipped out of their underwear and held it up to their mouth.

God, they had the brattiest instinct to just raise their eyebrows at his bad manners, but Remus’ fingers in their mouth was one of the few things they wouldn’t trifle with. They opened their mouth and stuck their tongue out for him, stomach already doing somersaults. They could hear Quinn’s breathing too.

“Such a good princess today.” He sighed.

Sirius smiled, batting their eyelashes. “Thank you Daddy,” they murmured before taking his fingers into their mouth, laving their tongue over the callused pads.

“Nice and wet, princess.” He kissed down their jaw. “You’ve the best, most perfect mouth.”

They groaned, squirming in his lap as they felt their stomach twist pleasantly.

***

Remus was not used to shaming or humiliating any sub. This was new for him, but Quinn had gone to pieces when Remus had given him a hard time. He had to keep poking at it and now Quinn was taking his punishment nicely kneeling on the floor, all flushed and breathing heavy. Somehow Sirius was the one making out well in this deal.

Sliding his fingers out of their mouth he smiled. “So good princess.”

Sirius glanced over their shoulder at Quinn, smiling with their pink lips all damp from his fingers. “Mm, unlike Quinn.”

“Yes, princess. He’s just awful today. It’s a shame he thinks he can do better than me but can’t even do the most simple tie.” Remus slipped his hand back into their underwear and started to stroke them properly. “And my princess is being so good. I’m so proud of you.”

Sirius let out a moan, hips bucking into his hand. “Fuck, yeah. And now he has to sit and listen.”

“Yeah. Not you though, so well behaved. So good for Daddy,” he said softly, watching them with a grin.

“Ahh, your hand feels so good, Daddy.”

“Thank you, princess.”

Sirius groaned, arching into him. “Fuck, that feels so good.” They were probably talking even more for Quinn’s benefit—or detriment.

“Yeah, are my hands all rough for you?” His other hand slid up to their neck.

“Ah yeah, yeah, they feel so good. All for me, huh, Daddy?” Sirius’ voice was quivering as they watched Remus’ hand.

“All for my princess because you’re being so good. Unlike Quinn, who doesn’t even deserve to be called lovely right now.” The fingers on their neck pressed and he moved his hand faster against them.

Remus heard Quinn make a noise, shifting on his knees, before Sirius keened in his ear, their arms wrapping around his shoulders.

“Oh fuck, Daddy.”

“Quinn, you’re meant to be still.” Remus didn’t even look at him, still moving his hand over Sirius. “Come on princess, come for Daddy.”

“Sorry, Sir,” Quinn murmured.

“Oh fuck. I’m gonna—ahh, your hands feel so g—good, Daddy,” Sirius choked out, their eyes opening to look at Remus as they came over his hand.

“Oh, good job, princess. So perfect.” He smiled at them softly, not moving either of his hands until they relaxed against him. They shuddered as they pressed their face into the crook of his neck.

“Fuck, you smell so good.”

“Thank you, princess. Do you wanna lick my fingers or should I wipe them off?”

Sirius hummed before pulling back a little. “I can just pretend it’s Daddy’s,” they said before opening their mouth for him.

“Okay.” He slid his fingers into their mouth. “I love you very much, princess.”

They moaned around his fingers, sucking the digits clean before they let their mouth go slack around his fingers, smiling at him. He kissed their forehead.

“So good.” Remus looked over their shoulder at Quinn. “Are you staying still?”

“Yes Sir,” he said, chin tipped up and staying still with the blindfold around his eyes.

“Maybe we should have Quinn tell everyone how terrible he’s being tonight.” Remus rubbed Sirius’ back.

“Mmm, yeah?” Sirius slurred as they pulled back from his fingers like they were the sweetest treat.

Remus leaned into Sirius to whisper in their ear. “I feel like I should Google about humiliation kinks.” He laughed softly then kissed their cheek.

Sirius snickered, kissing his cheek. “You can research later.”

He pulled back. “What time did you tell Annie we’d be there?” Remus put his hand on their thigh.

“I said we’d see her around 9,” they said, squirming a little.

“Okay.” He kissed their cheek. “Have you packed your bag? Quinn, stand up.”

“I still need to pack, Daddy,” Sirius told him, watching Quinn with a smile as he gingerly got to his feet, still blindfolded.

“Quinn, pack the bag.” Remus reached for the bottle of water on the side table.

Sirius chuckled as Quinn opened and closed his mouth. “Uh… what do you want to bring, Highness?”

“Go on princess, tell him.” He nudged Sirius. “And keep the blindfold on.”

Sirius was grinning ear to ear, Remus reckoned they had a streak of sadism as they began to list off the things from the trunk they wanted to bring. He had to stop the snort at their glee as Quinn shuffled in the direction of the trunk.

“You need the tote bag first.”

“Oh, that’s on the back of the door, darling.” Sirius stretched their legs out, still in Remus’ lap with their little red dress up around their waist.

Quinn bit his lip, tilting his head in thought before walking forward. He was an architect, so he probably was decent with measurements. It must have helped because he grabbed the door without much groping around. It took everything in Remus not to praise him for getting there because he was so used to it.

“You’re moving a bit slow,” Remus said as Quinn struggled to get the tote bag off the hook.

“Aw, don’t listen to Daddy, darling. You’re doing really well,” Sirius cooed, smiling up at him. “Poor thing,” they mouthed to Remus.

“I don’t think he’s in too much pain,” he whispered in their ear. “Crawl back to the trunk.”

Quinn paused, the flush down his neck. Remus could see the bulge in his trousers. “Yes Sir,” he murmured, sinking to his knees.

Sirius squirmed in Remus’ lap. “He’s so pretty.”

“Are you getting all worked up again?” He rubbed his hand over their back as Quinn crawled with determination, veering towards the pole and not the trunk.

“Maybe, Daddy,” they said softly, watching Quinn. “I’m still wet from before.” They leaned their head against his shoulder. “Bit to the left, darling.”

“Aww.” He pressed his lips to their cheek as Quinn reached out in front of himself and swatted for the trunk, which was only an inch or so away. “You’re very warm.”

“Now,” Sirius said when Quinn knelt up next to the trunk. “Do you remember what I wanted, darling?”

“I don’t think he will.” Remus rested his chin on their shoulder to watch Quinn.

“The green rope. How will I know what color it is, Highness?”

“You pick them up and I’ll tell you,” they said, leaning back into Remus. They were squirming and wriggling in his lap.

“Sadist,” he hissed.

Sirius laughed softly, grinding their hips against his. “You’re rubbing off on me, Daddy.”

Remus bit back a moan as Quinn held up the black rope. He grabbed their hips to still them.

“Ah, not that one, darling,” Sirius gasped out, their voice breathy.

He kissed their cheek and let one hand drift back down to their underwear. Quinn held up a bundle of red rope. “You’re not doing well with this.”

“Nope.” Sirius grinned, hips twitching under his touch.

Slowly he dragged his finger over the bulge in their underwear. “If you don’t move faster I’ll put a timer on.”

“Sorry, Sir.” He took a breath and picked up the green rope.

Sirius let out a delighted gasp, either at Remus’ touch or Quinn’s choice, or both. “That’s the one, darling.”

The look of concentration on Quinn’s face was clear based on his furrowed brow. He struggled to open the tote to get the rope inside. “Ah, I don’t… a paddle is something else.”

“You can figure out how they feel,” Sirius told him.

“I don’t remember which one.” Quinn sucked in a breath.

“Oh not doing very good,” Remus taunted as he continued to move his fingers over Sirius.

Sirius moaned, leaning their head back against Remus’ shoulder. “Should I tell him what paddle we wanted, Daddy?”

“No.” Remus kissed their shoulder. “He can figure it out. If not, then he’ll be punished even more.”

“Such a—ahh—such a sadist.”

Quinn sighed. “Was it the star one?”

“Was it, princess?” Remus moved his fingers just how he knew they liked. “I don’t think it was…”

“Hhh, no, it wasn’t that one, darling.” Sirius moaned.

Quinn nodded, rubbing his palms on his trousers then clenched his fists. “Ok. Shit. Was it the one with all the bumps? And I think you wanted the Daddy belt too.”

Remus paused, not moving his hand either. He wasn’t sure how Quinn was feeling just by watching him this way. “Hey, lovely, checking in, what color?”

Quinn let out a breath. “Green, I’m annoyed I can’t remember, Sir.”

“Okay.” Remus nodded, settling back. “Princess, is he right? The bumpy paddle and the belt?”

“Not the bumpy paddle, but I do want the Daddy belt.”

“All right.” He reached into the trunk and after a moment came out with the belt. Carefully he slid it into the tote bag. “Was the paddle the one with Sir’s initials?”

Sirius grinned. “That’s the one.”

As Quinn let out a slow breath before going back to the trunk, Remus went back to touch Sirius. “So he can use his brain.”

Sirius let out a rich groan, squirming in Remus’ lap. “He’s smart.”

“Is he?” He hummed.

“Is that all?” Quinn asked from the floor after sliding the paddle into the bag.

“Who?” Sirius asked, eyes closed.

“Highness, Sir. Sorry. I’m sorry. Is that all, Highness and Sir?”

Humming, Remus tugged at Sirius’ underwear. “Crawl over here.”

Sirius wriggled their hips, groaning softly as Quinn crawled over to them, blindfold still covering his eyes. Remus slid their underwear down, trying to get them to stop wiggling though at the same time.

“Eat them out,” Remus commanded Quinn.

“Ah, he is good with his mouth,” Sirius said, resting one leg on Quinn’s shoulder. He turned his head and kissed up Sirius’ leg, nodding as he did.

“Yes Sir,” Quinn murmured.

“Stay nice and still, princess.” He pressed his lips to their cheek. “Tell him what to do.”

Sirius groaned, their thigh muscles quivering. “Don’t tease, darling,” they said.

Quinn shook his head and buried his face between Sirius’ legs. “Sorry, Highness,” he mumbled between licks and kisses.

“Oh fuck.”

Letting out a soft laugh, Remus looked down at the top of Quinn’s head. “Keep going, princess. What should he be doing?”

“Mmm, that. Fuck.” Sirius seemed to be having a hard time choosing their words.

“Focus your tongue on their clit,” Remus took over as he realized they really had no dominant bone in their body — even if they had been enjoying leaning into their sadism a little.

Sirius sent him a quick grateful smile before they arched as Quinn clearly did something lovely with his tongue. “Ohh, ah, thank you Daddy.”

“You’re welcome, princess.” Remus rubbed their side.

Sirius arched in his lap again, their hand going to Quinn’s sandy hair to angle him just a little better. “Oh fu—ahh, so good.”

“Keep that up. Faster and use your fingers.”

Remus felt Quinn’s touch skim over his trousers as he brought his fingers up, his mouth already working against them and no doubt enthusiastically judging by his noises.

Sirius turned their face into Remus’ neck, moaning. “Fuck, oh fuck.”

He watched Quinn with an appraising gaze. “Come for me, princess. He’ll clean you up with his tongue.”

Sirius shuddered, shifting and practically pressing Quinn closer with the hand in his hair. They never got away with pulling Remus around like that, so they were probably relishing it. “Ahh, oh fuck, Daddy, I’m gonna—fuck.”

“Good, so perfect.” He kissed their cheek. “You’re so good for Daddy.”

Quinn let out a groan, and that was apparently enough to throw Sirius over the edge because they shuddered in Remus’ arms as they cried out.

“That’s it. So good, princess.” He nuzzled their neck.

“Fuck,” Sirius moaned as they slumped against him.

Quinn, to his credit, didn’t stop just because Sirius had come, but he did slow down, gently licking them. Sirius groaned and squirmed, a little laugh spilling from their lips.

“What’s so funny, baby?” Remus asked. Knowing that was enough for Sirius, he pushed Quinn away with his foot to his shoulder so he fell back on to his butt. Quinn groaned, lifting a hand to wipe his mouth as he got back onto his knees.

“Thinking I like this set-up,” Sirius said, still smiling.

Remus snickered, shaking his head. “Yeah, you getting multiple orgasms?”

“Mhmm.” Sirius grinned, grinding their arse against Remus. “And Quinn looks so pretty on his knees.”

Remus let out a little gasp at their grinding. “No more orgasms if you don’t ask to be nice to Daddy.” He kissed their cheek. “He does. He should spend more time like this.”

Sirius stilled, but they were still pressed against Remus, their arse perfect against Remus’ crotch. “Mmm, can I be good for you, Daddy? Quinn can hear how much he’s missing my mouth.”

He sighed, realizing how hard he was. “Yes, princess. You can be good.”

Sirius let out a pleased little noise, turning a little to look over his shoulder. “Thank you Daddy. On my knees?”

“Yes princess.” He gave them the littlest of a push of his lap. “Come on.”

They laughed, slipping onto their knees between his legs, their dress still up around their waist. Their hands went to his thighs, rubbing up and down. “You look so good, Daddy.”

Quinn groaned. “Can I watch, please, Sir?”

“No,” Remus said as his fingers slid through Sirius’ hair. “Thank you princess. You’re so pretty on your knees.”

Sirius nuzzled into his touch before leaning in and mouthing over the bulge in Remus’ trousers. “Mm, thank you Daddy—mmmm.”

“Ah, thank you princess.” He groaned, his hips bucking. Sirius moaned, their hands coming up to his waistband. It took a few moments of them laving their tongue and lips over Remus’ erection for them to speak. His toes were curling already, ready to have their mouth around his cock.

“Can I undo your trousers please, Daddy?”

“You’re being so good. Yes princess, you may.” He lifted his hips to help them a little.

“Daddy’s been so nice to me,” they said, undoing his trousers. “You look so good.”

“Thank you princess.” He hummed brushing his fingers through their dark locks.

Sirius tugged his trousers down, eagerly exposing Remus’ cock to their ministrations as they didn’t hold back, moaning as they covered the head of his cock with licks and kisses. Quinn groaned, shifting on his knees.

“Please, Sir?”

Remus let out a moan louder than normal as his fingers gripped tight their hair. “What— please what? Stay still.”

Sirius smiled as they took his cock into their mouth, tongue undulating. His stomach fluttered watching them. Christ, they were so good at this. He knew they were enjoying torturing Quinn as well.

Quinn groaned. “Can I watch, please, Sir? Or—or touch.”

“No.” He made another lurid noise. “Fuck, your mouth is so perfect, princess.”

Sirius moaned, bobbing their head before they made a lovely gagging sound. Remus nearly came over that noise, clenching his fingers.

“Oh god, please.” Quinn shifted again.

“Fuck, oh fuck, princess.” His hips bucked as he let out a gasp. “Sta — stay still, Quinn.”

“Yes Sir,” Quinn gasped.

Sirius just moaned again, their hands going behind their back as they bobbed their head again. Letting out another groan, he took control and pushed Sirius down around his cock then pulled them up by their hair. His eyes fluttered close as he could feel the orgasm building deep in his stomach.

“Fuck.”

Sirius made the most delicious noise like they were the one almost coming as he pulled them up and down his cock, their back arching. The pleasure they got from this always got him even more turned on.

With one more press Remus came down their throat with a moan. His hips bucked up as far as they could and he saw stars in his vision.

“Oh — ah, fuck. That’s perfect, princess. Perfect.” Remus groaned, melting into the sofa again.

Sirius moaned, swallowing eagerly. They licked him clean as they pulled back, sitting on their heels with a hazy look in their eyes. Remus let out a long breath, shifting a little in his seat.

“So good, princess.” He held his arms out to them. “Come here.”

“Mm, love you,” they said, voice a little croaky as they climbed into his lap.

“Love you.” He reached for the water bottle to hold it out to them. “So perfect, princess.”

Sirius took a sip, curling up on his thighs. “Mm, you’re so nice this evening,” they teased, giving him a smile.

“You are too princess.” Remus wrapped an arm around them. “Quinn thinks otherwise.”

Sirius laughed, reaching out to card a hand through Quinn’s hair. “Poor thing.”

“He’s probably very uncomfy.”

“Should I be nice to him, Daddy? Or are you gonna be mean?”

“If he wants something he should ask.” Remus watched Quinn over Sirius’ shoulder.

Quinn licked his lips. “I wanted to watch, Sir.”

“Oh too bad.” Remus ran his fingers through Sirius’ hair. “Maybe later.”

“I—I’m very worked up.”

“Mmm, I can tell.” Remus laughed softly.

“You both sound so good,” Quinn said, shifting again.

“Stop shifting,” he admonished. “And thank you. My princess always sounds good. Tell them that.”

Quinn tipped his chin up. “You always sound good, Highness. You have the best mouth.”

Sirius squirmed in Remus’ lap, leaning forward again to cup Quinn’s cheek. “Thank you, darling.”

“What else, Quinn?”

“Sir?” His voice quivered a bit.

“What else are they good at?” Remus questioned. “Or even what do you want?”

“They’re—Highness is good at everything.” Quinn’s hands clenched on the tops of his thighs. “I want to get off, Sir.”

Remus opened his mouth but Sirius spoke over him. “I think Daddy is asking for specifics, darling,” they sing-songed.

“Princess, I was speaking. I want you to beg.” Remus poked Sirius in the ribs. When he spoke to Quinn he dropped his voice lower. Sirius made a little displeased noise but stayed quiet, watching carefully.

Quinn let out a slow breath. “Please, Sir. I’m so worked up.”

“I don’t know what you’re begging for. What is it that you want?”

“I—Highness’ mouth—or—whatever you want to give me, Sir.”

“What about it? I don’t know what you want. You’re worked up and their mouth aren’t begging for whatever it is you want.” Remus did his best to sound bored.

Sirius tapped their fingertips down Quinn’s jaw, giving Remus a smile. Quinn leaned into their touch, hands clenching on his thighs again. “I—want their mouth around my cock, Sir,” he hurried out.

“Why? You’re not very good at begging.”

“Because it feels so good and Highness sounds so good,” Quinn hurried out.

“That’s true, but you're still awful at this. You’ve heard what begging sounds like. Do it right.”

“You’ve made me beg enough times, darling.”

Quinn took a breath as Sirius still stroked through his hair. “Please, Sir. I want to get off so bad. I can’t stop thinking about Highness’ mouth.”

“Keep going.” Remus pulled Sirius back so they weren’t touching Quinn any longer. They made a disgruntled noise but pressed against Remus.

“I—I need it. God, I’m so hard. Please, Sir.”

“Stand up.” He rubbed a hand over Sirius’ side. “We’ll practice your begging.”

Sirius smiled, leaning against Remus’ shoulder. “Such a sadist,” they whispered.

Quinn got to his feet, tentatively and wobbling as he did. He was nowhere near as good balancing as Sirius, nor as used to blindfolds it seemed.

“Undo your trousers.”

“Yes Sir.” Quinn swallowed, hands going to his trousers to undo them.

Sirius wriggled in his lap. “Mm, you’re going to be wonderful for all of Kinkmas, aren’t you?”

“I’ll try.” He laughed. “Now what do you want to do?”

***

Sirius didn’t think they were much of a sadist, but God, they were having fun listening to Quinn begging to get off, stood there with his trousers around his ankles and his hard cock twitching between his legs.

“Aw, you poor thing,” they cooed, still sitting in Remus’ lap. They could feel Remus hard against their thigh and it wasn’t helping their own arousal, which had still not abated despite both their orgasms. If they were Remus, they’d say they were firmly in the

all the sex now

end of it.

“Please, Sir. I want Highness’ mouth so bad. I’ll t—take whatever you give me, Sir. Please,” Quinn begged, the flush all the way down his chest and up to the tops of his cheekbones, disappearing beneath the edge of the blindfold.

“Spit on your hand.” Remus held them tight, probably to stop them from squirming around so much. “Then beg to touch yourself.”

Quinn’s hand shook as he listened to Remus, bringing one hand up to his mouth and spitting on it. Then he took a deep breath. “Sir, please. Please can I touch myself? I really want to touch myself.”

“All right, go ahead.”

Sirius shifted, watching as Quinn wrapped a hand around his cock, letting out a loud groan as he did. “Oh shit.”

When he went to move his hand Remus made a disapproving noise. “I said to touch yourself, I didn’t say to start stroking yourself. What do you need to do, Quinn?”

“Ah – ah, beg. Beg, Sir.” Quinn trembled. “I want to stroke myself and I want to get my – myself off because I – I’m so worked up from listening to you, Sir and Highness. I – I am so worked up because you both sounded so good. I need to get off. I need to.”

“How fast are you going to come?” Remus asked him, humming.

“Fast – fast Sir.”

Sirius squirmed, their breath hitching in their throat. “Are you going to let him, Daddy?”

“You can, only if you can come in two minutes.” Remus looked at his watch.

Sirius bit back a groan, their lips stretching into a smile.

“Oh—okay, please, Sir.”

Remus paused, watching the second hand on his watch tick closer to the 12. “All right, go.”

With a gasp, Quinn started to stroke himself, not bothering to go slow and even try to draw it out.
The poor thing must have been so desperate to get off – Sirius knew that feeling well. They watched him with a smile, squirming in Remus’ lap again, despite how hard he was gripping them.

“Oh, so desperate,” they said, rubbing a hand over Remus’ thigh.

Quinn let out a noise that sounded so desperate. “Oh fuck. Shit, Sir.”

“Oh, 30 seconds? Wow, you’re going to come so fast.”

He made a keening sound, his thighs shaking with effort to keep him upright.

“So fast, Daddy. We got him so worked up.”

“It’s a bit pathetic.” That got a loud moan out of Quinn. “He’s such a little sad thing for getting all worked up like this.”

The hand around his cock stuttered. “I’m a – a, I am.”

“You’re what?” Remus glanced at his watch. “Forty-five seconds.”

“Shit,” Quinn gasped. “I am—am pathetic, fuck.”

Sirius shifted, gripping Remus’ thigh. Quinn’s apparent humiliation kink had taken them all by surprise, it seemed. Quinn was clearly enjoying it and it really dug into Remus’ sadism. Sirius was glad they weren’t feeling uncomfortable with the humiliation. They were sitting in Daddy’s lap with two orgasms under their belt, so to speak, so they were pretty happy. And it was hot seeing Quinn so worked up and Remus so stern, as always.

“You are, so pathetic and disappointing. You’re gonna come after just a minute.”

“Oh fuck,” Quinn said around another moan as he came over his own hand.

“58 seconds.”

Sirius let out a little chuckle. “Oh dear, darling.”

Quinn didn’t say anything.

“Clean your hand up,” Remus instructed.

Sirius groaned softly before they could stop themselves, eyeing Quinn’s come dripping down the side of his hand. They wanted it. But they didn’t get it because he listened to Remus and licked it up himself.

“Princess, go help him right his trousers.”

Pouting a little as they did, Sirius climbed from Remus’ lap and went over to Quinn. “Here, darling,” they said softly, putting a hand on his arm to let him know they were there before they helped him get dressed again.

Quinn leaned into them as he let himself be helped. “Sir, can I take the blindfold off?”

“Yes, lovely. Then come here for a cuddle.”

Sirius helped him pull the blindfold off, tossing it into the trunk. They led Quinn over to Remus, sitting back in his lap as Quinn cuddled up to Remus’ other side. Immediately Remus wrapped his arms around Quinn and gave him a soft kiss.

“Well, I think you liked that?” Remus hummed.

Quinn nodded, his cheeks still red. “I didn’t realise how much.”

“That’s usually how it goes with these things, isn’t it?” He carded his fingers through Quinn’s hair then gave him another soft kiss. Quinn kissed back, letting out a soft sigh into the kiss.

Sirius leaned their head against Remus’ shoulder. “It surprises us every time. Remember that time you put your belt around my neck and I came without permission, so fast.”

Remus nodded before pressing a quick kiss to Sirius’ lips. “Yeah, and it’s all good. If you like it then it’s all good. I want you to think about your limits with it when you’re not caught up in all the happy brain chemicals of everything. But was everything okay?”

“Yeah, it was more than okay.” Quinn buried his face in Remus’ chest.

“What about you princess, were you all right with it? I know you feel about humiliation kinks and name calling.”

Sirius nodded, thinking carefully. “I was very glad it wasn’t directed at me, but it was hot.”

Remus was quiet for a moment then snickered. “The camera is still on.”

Quinn let out a muffled laugh. Sirius, however, couldn’t stop themselves from laughing out right.

“It’ll be great to watch back! You’ll get to see what you missed, Quinn.”

Quinn lifted his head from Remus’ chest. “Highness, I think Sir will come up with a way to torture me with it.”

“Oh, I’m already thinking about it.” Remus kissed Quinn’s cheek again. “Speaking of the camera, we should add humiliation on to the video we’re doing as a surprise kink challenge.”

“Mm, yes,” Sirius said around a laugh.

“If you want to talk about it, lovely?”

“Yes, Sir, I’d like to.”

After some more cuddling and checking in, they all managed to get themselves together go to the Kinkmas party. The early evening had been an unforeseen twist to their day but Sirius was more than happy with two orgasms under their belt and Remus so dominating.

“I think the Uber’s here!” Sirius called from the entryway as they were pulling on their leather jacket.

“Come on, lovely.” Remus came around the corner holding Quinn’s hand. He had been hovering over him like a mother hen.

“I’m fine, Sir, honestly.” Quinn was smiling as he pulled his coat on.

“Well, I just want to make sure.” Remus dropped his hand so Quinn could manage the coat and he could put his own on. Once they both were bundled up, Remus took his hand again.

Sirius smiled. “Let’s go!”

Remus led them to the Uber, opening the door for Sirius so they could get in then Quinn. He was probably thinking about how Quinn may like being between them at the moment. The bag Quinn had brought with him was tucked between Remus’ feet.

“Does that bag contain a surprise?” Sirius asked, looking between them both. They had almost forgotten about that.

“It contains something extra to make something extra special,” Remus said evasively as he rubbed Quinn’s back.

“Ohh, I see.” They smiled. “That clears it right up.”

“I’m sure it does.” He chuckled and Quinn cuddled up against Remus.

“I can’t wait.” Sirius smiled, a curl of excitement in their belly. They loved it when Remus surprised them.

Remus checked his phone with one hand. “Dorky says she got a table.”

Sirius chuckled. “Marlene’s probably dancing on it already.”

“She most definitely is. You’ll join her.”

“Is that a demand?” Sirius hoped he could hear the

Daddy

at the end of the question.

Remus sent them a little smirk. “Could be.”

Sirius grinned, looking back out the window.

Soon enough they were at the club. Remus climbed out first and held a hand out for Quinn, then Sirius. He tugged them both along for a moment before sliding his arm around Sirius’ waist.

“Lovely, go get us drinks after we check our coats,” Remus as they entered.

Quinn nodded, smiling. “Yes Sir.”

Remus and Sirius made conversation with the coat check staff, then they made their way into the club proper. Quinn went off to the bar with instructions from Remus to meet them at the table before he pulled Sirius into one of the dark alcoves with him.

Sirius chuckled, letting him herd them into the corner. “Can I help you, Daddy?”

“Just saying hi.” He cupped their cheek, grinning at them. Normally he’d be looming over them, but they were eye to eye thanks to their pleasers.

“Hi, Daddy,” Sirius murmured, leaning into him.

Instead of answering, he pressed his lips to theirs and let out a soft noise in the back of his throat. They melted into him, pressing close for a moment. The club was thankfully better for PDA than anywhere else, because they didn’t really want to pull back.

Remus ran one hand down their side then gripped their hip to pull them close against him.

“SIRIUS!” Of course Marlene had to shriek from somewhere to ruin the moment.

Sirius groaned into the kiss, pulling back a little. “She’ll find us if I don’t find her first.”

“That woman, honestly.”

“Ha! There you two are!” She screeched, careening into the alcove.

“Marlene, where is your handler?” Remus pulled back with a sigh.

“She’s at the table,” Marlene said, bouncing on her toes. “How come I always find you smooching?”

“Because you’re an amazing cockblock.” He rolled his eyes.

“Second only to Reggie,” Sirius drawled, stepping back. “Come on, let’s get you back to Dorcas before you break something.”

“Okay, but why am I second? How do I become first?” Her competitive streak couldn’t be broken.

Sirius laughed. “I knew that would piss you off! You’re nearly as bad as me.”

“No one can be as bad as you, princess.” Remus slipped his arm around their waist and led them and Marlene towards the booth.

“I’d hope not,” they drawled.

Remus laughed as they arrived at the booth. “Hi everyone!”

“What'd you do to Quinn? He seems blissful.” Emme immediately asked with a chuckle before sipping her drink.

“We discovered something new and interesting, didn’t we, darling?” Sirius slid into the booth, tugging Remus with them.

Remus went with them, settling in and wrapping his arm around them. He nearly pulled them into his lap.

Quinn turned red again, sinking down in the booth a little. “I may have found a new kink by accident.”

Remus picked up his drink and took a sip, staying quiet. He and Dorcas were exchanging looks as if they were having a silent conversation. Sirius smiled, and he said they and Marlene were the masters of the silent conversation.

“Mhmm, it was fun,” they said to Emme.

“Well, what was it, sweetie?” Emme asked Quinn.

Quinn rubbed the back of his neck. “I apparently have a humiliation kink.”

Marlene gasped. “And Moony was able to give that to you?”

“He’s very stern,” Sirius said gleefully.

Remus waved a hand. “Marly, I’m a sadist.”

“Boy is he.” Quinn blew a breath and shifted a little in his seat.

Sirius let out a laugh. “I know I’m a masochist but I was enjoying it a bit there too!”

Remus shook his head. “I think you enjoyed it more than a bit.”

“I enjoyed the orgasms I got while teasing him,” they shot back, grinning. “Nah, I loved it.”

Remus gave them a squeeze. “I know.” He kissed them on the cheek.

“I very much enjoyed all of it.”

“Oh, Moony, should we talk? I can give you ideas.” Emme leaned around Quinn to look at Remus.

“Absolutely.”

Sirius smiled, glad Remus was able to talk to someone to find out more about humiliation seeing as it was something they weren’t interested in themselves. “Quinn and I can go plot some bratty revenge or something.”

“Why are you getting bratty revenge?” Remus gave them a look.

“I’m always plotting bratty revenge, Daddy. I need a store of ideas to whip out at a moment’s notice and derail all your careful plans.” They gave him a broad smile.

“Thank goodness, princess.” Remus rolled his eyes before kissing them again. Sirius hummed into the kiss, bringing their hand up to cup his cheek.

“Love you,” they murmured, hand drifting to his shoulder. God, he was gorgeous.

“I love you too.” He rubbed their side. “Very much.”

They leaned their cheek against his, sighing softly. “You’re too bloody handsome, I want to hang off you all night. Am I you?”

“No, you often feel that way too.” His hand went to their hip.

Sirius pulled back with a wide eyed look. “We need to find Annie, we forgot to check in.”

“I’ll go, if you want to stay here.” Remus shifted to move out of the booth.

“No, I’ll come with you. Gives me an excuse to hang off your arm.” They smiled, climbing out after him. “We’ll be back before the performances start.”

“Okay, princess.” He held his hand out for them. “You know I love showing you off.”

Sirius grinned as they took his hand, leaning up to kiss his cheek. “In this pretty red dress?”

“Especially because it’s very short.” He tugged them close before looking around for Annie.

“Mmm, I know you like that.” They hopped onto their toes, lifting themselves up with a hand on his shoulder. “I see her! Near the stage, she has a clipboard!”

“I feel like she always has a clipboard lately.” Remus started in her direction. “She’s a lady on a mission.”

They made their way through the crowd and emerged next to Annie. “Annie! Hi, wow it’s busy tonight,” Sirius said, smiling as they put a hand on her arm.

“It is! But more people to see your spectacular work!” She pointed her pencil at them.

“Ha, they will all be drooling over Sirius, I’m sure.”

Sirius laughed. “Nah, have you seen you?” They asked, leaning into him. “Anything we need to know tonight? I know we’re old timers.”

“Same old, same old. Did you send me the music?”

“Yes! But I do have a USB in my bag, if you need it. You know what I’m like.”

“Ha, no, we’re good. I’ll let you know if we need it for some strange reason.” She laughed.

Sirius waved a hand. “Don’t even jinx it, we’re good!”

“Thanks, Annie.” Remus smiled.

“Absolutely!”

“We’re at the booths in the centre if you need to find us,” Sirius hurried out before someone else swept her up.

Remus pulled them away. “Do you want to walk around or head back?”

“We can walk around a little. Do you have plans for tonight or are you looking for ideas?”

“I don’t really have plans. Just that I want to get you off again.” Remus led them towards the play area.

“Mmm, what have I done for all these orgasms?” Sirius smiled. They loved edging and orgasm denial too but damn, they weren’t going to complain about this.

“I never said we’re playing right now.” He laughed. “And I can not get you off later if you don’t want.”

Sirius rolled their eyes. “I would never suggest such a thing.”

“Well, you never know.” Remus snickered as they paused in front of an impact scene. He was quiet for a moment as they watched before turning to them again. “This is nice, hmm?” He hand wandered down over their ass.

Sirius smiled, leaning into him. “This is lovely.” They lowered their voice. “You spank better.”

“I know I do.” Remus pressed a kiss to their jaw.

They let out a rich little groan, leaning into him. “I’m sure you’re gonna show me later.”

“Maybe, maybe not.”

“If I’m good?” They hid a smirk.

“I don't know…” There was a hint of a smile on Remus’ lips.

God, they lived for that look. “Oh I’ll have to try and see, hmm?”

“You will.” He glanced around.

“Want to keep looking around, Daddy?”

“Sure.” Remus led them on, but instead of stopping anywhere he directed them right into a dark little corner. Sirius let out a laugh against his skin, of course not losing their balance as they wrapped their arms around him.

“Can I help you?” They teased as their back hit the wall.

“Oh just a little.” He pinned one of their wrists to the wall and brushed his lips over theirs.

Sirius gasped, trying not to just go pliant beneath his grasp. “Mm, happy to oblige,” they breathed.

“You are, huh?” He rolled his hips against theirs.

“Ah,” they moaned out, arching against him. “I’ll do whatever Daddy wants.” Their gaze flickered over his handsome face, that dark, hungry look in his eyes.

“I know princess, you’re so good.” He finally pressed his lips to theirs. The free hand slid to the ass.

Sirius groaned into the kiss, tilting their head to deepen it instinctively despite the fact they couldn’t move with him pinning them. They could feel the tips of his fingers against the bare skin just beneath the hem of their dress. His fingers dug in, gripping tight as he moved his hips again.

Remus slid his tongue into their mouth at their invitation. He let out a soft noise that Sirius could hear over the noise they let out and the club noise; they felt like they were so finely attuned to him in moments like this.

He pulled back only slightly to nip at their bottom lip. The movement of his hips didn’t stop. “Could you come like this?”

Sirius moaned against his lips, the pleasure of his thigh between theirs and their grinding bodies shooting through them. They could feel themselves getting hard and their dress gave them nowhere to hide but they were thrumming with excitement. “Ye—ahhh—if Daddy lets me.”

“I will.” God, the promise in those words hit them like lightning as Remus looked at them with those dark eyes. “You’re so fucking gorgeous like this.” He kissed down their jaw.

Sirius tipped their head back, eyes fluttering closed as they bucked against Remus, their cock twitching against his thigh. “Oh fuck, Daddy.”

“Yeah, princess.” He kissed down their neck. “You’re so good.”

They were so sensitive from earlier, and the way Remus was pressing them into the wall, his toned thigh against their now fully hard cock. They couldn’t help thinking about Quinn coming in less than a minute. They doubted they would make it that long.

Seemingly reading their mind Remus kissed up to their ear and whispered, “I bet you come faster than Quinn.”

Sirius moaned, their cock giving another twitch. “Oh fuck, m’so wet for you, Daddy,” they murmured back, head spinning.

“I know, princess. I want you to get off grinding on my thigh.” He pressed up against them again.

“Yeah,” they gasped in a hush against his jaw. “Oh fuck, I—hhh—“

“Christ you sound so gorgeous all worked up.” His teeth sunk into their neck.

“Ah—hhh,” Sirius moaned, pressing their mouth against his jaw in an attempt to stifle their moan as they came.

Remus hummed against their skin as he sucked on the spot he bit. When they relaxed in his grip, Remus pulled his mouth back. “Are you going to be uncomfortable?”

Sirius groaned softly, arms around his shoulders. “Mm, if it were your come I’d bask in it but I think I should clean up.”

“Okay, let’s go do that.” Remus kissed their cheek. “Good job, princess.”

They sighed into his neck, relaxed for a moment before they collected themselves and straightened up, leading Remus to the bathrooms where they tugged him into a stall and locked the door behind them. Of course they swung their hips on the way, giving him a smile over their shoulder.

“All right,” he said with a sigh, getting on his knees.

Sirius froze in place as they were wiggling their underwear down. “Daddy?”

“I was going to help get your underwear off,” he said with a chuckle. “Don’t get too excited.”

Sirius laughed, pulling their dress up. “For a second there,” they admitted, cheeks red.

“Ha! No, I don’t think so.” Remus reached for some toilet paper.

“I can’t help it if you on your knees in these toilets makes me horny.”

Remus snorted a laugh as he cleaned them up. “Oh, princess.”

Sirius rubbed a hand over their mouth, ignoring the way their stomach swirled at Remus taking care of them. Once he cleaned them up, Sirius wriggled their underwear back into place and righted their dress. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Welcome, princess, come on.”

***

With Sirius hitched up, not in their final position, Remus reached for the lights in the bag. “I’m going to wrap these through the ropes then turn you so your feet are hitched up. After I’ve got some baubles to hang.” He smiled, knowing they were very floaty.

Sirius smiled broadly, their hair falling out of their bun in delicate tendrils, the green rope a beautiful contrast to their red dress and pale skin. They looked blissful and angelic. “Yes, Daddy.”

“And I’ve tied a star at your feet.” He smiled before moving to start weaving the lights through the ropes. “You’re doing so good.”

Sirius nodded, letting out a long breath. He pressed a kiss to their shoulder, taking his time. The world had melted away completely. It was just Sirius and him, they may as well have been back in their own playroom. He could see and hear Sirius’ long, even breathing underneath the music, the way they had relaxed so utterly.

Once the lights were wound around the rope he shifted Sirius easily, changing their position to being upside down. Their hips help most of the weight of the inversion. When they were settled he grabbed the baubles to hang on the green rope crisscrossing their body. Sirius was grinning ear to ear as they hung, looking so peaceful, their toes pointed and muscles straining beautifully.

Remus was barely aware of the applause through the crowd when he stepped back and turned the battery pack on. Kneeling down, he pressed his lips to their forehead.

“Hi princess, you look amazing.”

“Hi Daddy,” they breathed, leaning into him.

“Hi, you look like a pretty Christmas tree. I made Quinn get the baubles and lights.”

“Mm, he’s so good,” they murmured. “You’re the best Daddy, Daddy.”

“And you’re the best princess. You do so good on suspension.” He cupped their cheek before checking his watch.

“So handsome,” Sirius hummed, eyes peeling open to look at him.

“One more minute. Are you dizzy?”

“A little spinny, head rush like you have your hand round my neck, Daddy.”

“Okay.” Remus kissed them softly. Sirius moaned softly into the kiss, arching against their bonds.

Remus sighed before pressing his lips to their cheek. “Going to get you down now.” He stood up, moving to the hitch to start lowering them to the floor carefully.

Sirius came down as beautifully as they went up, they always knew how to accentuate every part of their body perfectly; it had been their craft for decades. Just like Remus was made to tie intricate knots they were made to move their body like water.

Once down Remus quickly untied them and chucked everything in the bag Quinn had brought with them. He gathered Sirius to help them to their feet so they could bow. Honestly he forgot until he heard the cheers they were still at the club.

Sirius was smiling dizzily, bowing as they did. They had rope marks all up and down their arms and legs, looking so languid and beautiful. He grinned then took a quick bow himself before picking them and the bag up to carry them to a quiet corner for a moment. They wrapped their arms around his shoulders and nuzzled into his neck, still breathing slowly.

“That was perfect.” He sat down, getting comfy with them in his lap. “Love you.”

“Love you so much,” they mumbled, pressing kisses around his shirt collar.

Remus reached for their tote bag to dig out the water bottle and candy. “Hydrate, princess.” He nudged them, holding the bottle.

“Mhmm.” They lifted their head enough to drink some of the water, one arm thrown around his shoulders. “I loved that so much.”

“Yeah, was turning you into a Christmas tree a nice surprise?” He asked before taking the water away and holding up the sweets.

Sirius let out an adorable laugh before they took a bite of the candy, leaning against him. “It was wonderful. I loved being a Christmas tree.”

“You were a very pretty tree. Dorcas got good pictures and videos for your video.” Remus hugged them close, rubbing his hand over their leg.

“Mm, thank you Daddy. You are so handsome.” They squirmed against him.

Remus gave them a big smile. “Thank you princess. You were so perfect up there and now your marks look very pretty.” He brushed their hair off their shoulder.

“Yeah? They feel lovely, I’m so sore.” Sirius said, sounding so dreamy.

Remus kissed their temple. “I’ll order us an Uber?” He reached his hand in the bag for a piece of candy.

Sirius lifted their head. “Do you wanna leave?”

“If you’d like or we can stay.” He smiled, reaching up to brush their hair back again so it wouldn’t be in their eyes. Remus wanted to make sure they were okay after being upside down for so long.

“I’m happy to stay for a little, then the three of us can go back?” They leaned into him, kissing his palm.

“That sounds nice.” Remus took a sip of the water then offered more to Sirius. They took a sip, covering his hand with theirs. Once they had their fill they rested their head on his shoulder.

“My wonderful Daddy.”

“I love how lovey you get after a suspension.” He gave them a fond smile before setting the water aside.

Sirius chuckled. “I love it so much.”

“I know, princess.” He kissed them softly.

When he pulled back he found Quinn standing there, waiting nicely. “Hi lovely.”

Sirius smiled at him. “Hi darling.”

“That was amazing, Dorcas got some good shots I think.” Quinn nodded. “Is there anything I can do?”

“Come cuddle up, darling.”

Quinn sat down with them, putting his arm around Sirius. Holding out the bag, Remus offered the candy to Quinn. He took a stick, smiling. “Thank you Sir. That was so beautiful, the baubles were amazing.”

“You did great picking them out.” Remus nudged him.

Quinn smiled, dropping a kiss on Remus’ arm around Sirius’ shoulders. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Are you feeling okay?” Remus wanted to check in and make sure he was still feeling good from the scene earlier.

He nodded as Sirius tucked themselves up against Remus. “Yes Sir, I feel good. I’m not quite surprised by it, but it was good.”

“That’s good. Princess, how are you doing?” Remus kissed the top of their head.

“Mm, I’m doing good. Very warm and limber.” Remus felt Sirius kiss his neck.

“Do you still want to stay longer?”

“We can go, I’m happy to. I’m just happy with you,” they said, lifting their head to kiss him softly. “Do you want to go home and do something awful?”

Remus laughed into the kiss. “I always want to do something awful.”

Sirius grinned. “Mm, I love it.”

“Me too.” Quinn snorted.

“Lovely, can you get the Uber? I can't reach my phone.”

Quinn snickered. “Yes Sir.”

Sirius laughed, not making an effort to move at all. “Sorry, too busy cuddling a very important princess.”

“That’s very true.” Remus nodded with a grin.

Quinn tapped away a little. “Five minutes.”

“Should we go say goodbye to the others?” Sirius still didn’t move.

“Do you really want to?” He snickered.

“I’m just very floaty. The cold air will hit me outside,” Sirius said, pushing themselves up to sitting.

“Yeah?” Remus kept a hand on their shoulder to help them be steady.

Sirius laughed. “I’ll be fine.”

“Well it’s my job to take care of you.” He rolled his eyes as Quinn started gathering their things.

“And I love it, Daddy.” They leaned in and kissed him before climbing from his lap. “Come on, I see the others.”

Remus stood up and wrapped his arm around Sirius’ waist, steering them in the direction of their friends. They said their goodbyes before Remus brought Sirius, with Quinn following, to the coat check.

When they were all bundled up, they went out to wait for their Uber. It didn’t take very long, so thankfully they were all in the warmth of the car soon enough.

With Sirius in the middle, their rightful place, Remus snuggled up close. “Warm?”

“Mm, nice and cosy.” They pressed their face against his shoulder.

“Good.” He kissed the top of their head. “I’m so proud of you tonight.”

“I love you,” they whispered.

“I love you too.” Remus rubbed their back, glancing over at Quinn. “Good over there?”

Quinn grinned, his head on Sirius’ shoulder. “Very much. Skye and I made plans for next week.”

“That’s nice. I’m going to get coffee with Emme this coming week,” he told Quinn.

Sirius smiled. “Are you gonna plan something with her?”

“She’s just giving me some advice.” Remus felt very out of his depth with a humiliation kink. He was grateful Emme loved it and wanted to offer advice.

They nodded, smiling at him. He reached up and brushed their hair back before kissing them softly.

They got back to the house quickly, and Remus helped Sirius out of the car once he thanked the driver. “Come on, princess.”

Sirius took his hand and climbed out, digging in their bag for the keys. Quinn walked with them, carrying the bag with the performance tools.

“Think you can manage being tied up again?” Remus asked Sirius while they unlocked the door.

Sirius snickered, opening the door. “Always, Daddy. But you’ll have to rub my shoulders tomorrow.”

“I’ll give you a very very good massage.” Remus laughed as the dogs came to greet them. “But Quinn will be doing the tying.”

Quinn swallowed as he took off his jacket. “I’ll be much better this time, Sir.”

“You should be.” Remus tried to take Sirius’ coat off as they were saying hi to the dogs. They lifted one arm for him, then the other, never stopping talking to the dogs as they did, and petting them too.

Quinn nodded, looking at Remus with a bashful glint in his eyes. “Yes, Sir.”

“If it’s not then you’ll be punished and not in a fun way.” Emme had given him a quick list of ideas for punishments so he could at least have a few in his pocket.

Sirius chuckled. “Shall we go upstairs?”

“Yes, princess, upstairs.” Remus put his and Sirius’ coats on the hook. “Quinn, go get us water and something for after.” He smiled at Sirius then grabbed them around the waist so he could sling them over his shoulder.

Quinn laughed as Sirius let out a shriek of delight, struggling just enough to make Remus have to concentrate to hold them. “Yes, Sir,” he said as he went into the kitchen.

Remus gave Sirius a few smacks on their bottom before going for the stairs. “Princess, be good.”

“Never!” They laughed breathlessly.

Remus just laughed with them because they just sounded so adorable in the moment.

When he got into the pole room, he dropped Sirius onto the sofa then straddled their hips. “Hi.”

Sirius groaned, hands going to his hips. “Ah, hi Daddy.”

“I want you to be very good for Quinn.”

“Okay, yes Daddy. Will I get a reward?”

“Mmmhmm. A very very good reward.” Remus traced his finger up from the center of their chest to their neck.

They tipped their chip up for him, smiling as they let out a shaky breath. “Yes, Daddy.”

“Because you’re so good for Daddy.” Remus slid his hand around their throat.

“Ah…” Sirius’ eyes were wide as they watched him, their breath hitching under his palm. “Not being—being Daddy’s little hindrance.”

“No, Daddy’s little princess, more like today.” Remus tightened his grip before leaning down to kiss them properly. Sirius moaned into the kiss, their hands gripping his hips tight but not trying to move him in any way. Humming he pressed closer, keeping his hand around their neck as he deepened the kiss.

Behind them he heard Quinn come into the room, but he didn’t say anything. Remus listened to his movements as he kissed Sirius, knowing when he set down the waters and snack and then hearing him trail to the trunk.

Sirius squirmed beneath him, kissing back with a shaky breath. He pulled back slightly, nipping at their bottom lip as his fingers pressed how they liked.

“Oh fu—Daddy, I’m yours,” they breathed.

“I know, princess.” Remus kissed the corner of their mouth, rolling his hips. “Love you.”

They let out a moan, hips bucking up under Remus. “Ye—yeah, yours. Love you.”

He smiled smugly before standing up. “Okay, Quinn. Tell them how you want them.”

Sirius gasped, looking up at him. “Daddy.”

Quinn chuckled. “On your feet, Highness.”

“What, princess?” He laughed before sitting back down on the sofa by Sirius’ head.

“Getting me all worked up,” they tried to admonish, their voice warm as they climbed up to their feet.

“Don’t worry, you’ll get a reward,” he promised Sirius, draping his arm over the back of the sofa. “Remember what I said.”

“I’ll be very good, Daddy,” they assured him, letting Quinn take their arms behind their back.

“Good, princess. What are you going to do, Quinn?” He asked, reaching for his phone to put on some music.

“I think I’m going to do those arm bars you showed me last time and a hip harness, pull them up like that with their legs bent back.”

“You think? That doesn’t sound too confident.” He pressed play to Sirius’ favorite suspension playlist. They smiled and Remus saw their shoulders relax even further.

“That’s what I’m going to do, Sir,” he said, sounding more decisive.

“Good, what are you starting with?”

“Those knots up their forearms.” Quinn was watching what he was doing. Sirius was being very good.

“Okay.” Remus didn’t give anything away as he watched Sirius in the mirror.

“Like this, Sir,” Quinn said, turning Sirius around to let him inspect the work.

“The knots are in alignment.” He tried his best to look bored.

Quinn swallowed, shifting a little as he began to tie Sirius’ hip harness. “Thank you, Sir.”

Sirius was smiling ear to ear, eyes half closed but watching Remus. “It feels nice, darling.”

“That’s not the correct knot on the hip,” he pointed out, leaning forward. Quinn flushed.

“Uh oh,” Sirius sing-songed.

“It’s so pathetic, you’d think he’d know by now, princess. I think he might have to write lines.” Remus hummed.

Sirius chuckled. “Glad it’s not me.”

Quinn made a noise as he worked the knots around Sirius’ hips. “Sorry, Sir.”

“Of course princess, you’re so good.” He smiled softly at them. “Don’t be sorry, do it right to begin with.”

Sirius squirmed, their cheeks red as they turned to the side for Quinn. “Thank you Daddy.” Remus was sure they were feeling good being tied up even if it wasn’t by him.

Quinn was concentrating hard on the hip harness, pulling the rope through carefully. “Yes, Sir.”

“Yes Sir, what?” Remus stood up to pad over to Sirius so he could give them a soft kiss. They stretched up to him, still in their beautiful outfit and heels, a smile on their lips.

Quinn’s gaze danced over them both. “Yes Sir, I’ll do it right.”

“Do what right?” He pestered him, his hands coming up to put Sirius’ hair back up because it had nearly fallen out.

“The hip harness, I’ll align the knots properly.” Quinn’s voice had gone a little wavered.

“Who are you speaking to?” He looked over Sirius’ shoulder at him before pressing a kiss to the skin by the strap of their dress.

“Sorry, Sir. I’ll align the knots properly.” He let out a breath, focusing on his knots, his cheeks flushed.

Sirius groaned softly, leaning their head on Quinn’s shoulder as they bared their neck to Remus.

Remus tied the hair tie before pressing another kiss to their neck. “You’re still missing it at the end. Try it again.”

“Yes, Sir,” Quinn gritted out. Sirius let out a little chuckle.

“Are you stupid?” Remus asked with a sharpness to his tone, his hand rubbing Sirius’ side. He could hear Emme in his head saying to just say the opposite of what he would to Sirius in a scene, and that was definitely helpful. “Do I have to spell it out for you? I’ll align the knots properly…”

Quinn opened and closed his mouth as he focused on the knot. “I’ll align the knots properly, Sir. I’m sorry.”

He sighed, shaking his head. “All right.” Remus scraped his teeth along Sirius’ neck, his eyes watching Quinn work for a moment. “Your hands aren’t steady. How do you expect to be a rigger when you can’t calm yourself?”

Quinn bit his lip as Sirius let out a moan, trying to take a moment to focus, Remus imagined. “I can do it, Sir.”

“You’re not doing a very good job of proving it right now.” He pressed a kiss to Sirius’ temple. “You, princess, are doing wonderful.”

Sirius smiled, letting a chuckle out against his cheek as they squirmed. “Thank you Daddy.”

“You definitely deserve an reward after.”

“Mm, what will I get?”

Quinn cleared his throat as he finished the hip harness knots for a third time. “Is this better, Sir?”

Remus hummed, kissing Sirius’ neck one more time before shifting back to properly look at the hip harness. “It’ll do, I guess.”

“I think they’re in alignment, Sir,” Quinn said, sounding a bit shaky.

“I didn’t ask you.” He ran his fingers down Sirius’ arm.

Quinn made a noise that made Remus’ stomach flutter. “Sorry, Sir.”

“What are you sorry for?” He asked him, pushing him again verbally before kissing Sirius’ shoulder.

“For speaking out of turn, Sir.”

He just grunted in reply, grazing his lips over Sirius’ neck. “You’re doing so good, princess.”

Sirius let out a breathy noise in response, a smile playing over their lips. “Thank you, Daddy.”

Quinn’s shaky exhale was audible as he tied Sirius’ hips, trying to concentrate better and prove Remus wrong, he was sure.

“Your hands are still shaking,” he pointed out after moving behind Sirius again to rest his chin on their shoulder and watch. “Princess can do better than that, no offense, princess.”

Sirius laughed. “Plenty taken,” they said as they leaned their head back on his shoulder.

“Of course.” He chuckled softly, rubbing their side. “You are great at many things, knots aren’t your specialty.”

Quinn was quiet as he concentrated, and Sirius kept glancing down at his hands between looking at Remus’ face.

Remus laughed softly, taking their chin between their fingers. “Are you watching his fingers working?”

Sirius swallowed as they looked at him. “Yes Daddy.”

“Are they doing good?” He ran his fingers up their back.

“He’s doing good, Daddy.” They paused and gave him a smile. “Could be better.”

Remus smiled back at them. “He’s not as deft, huh?”

Sirius practically had hearts in their eyes as they looked at him. “Not as much as Daddy.”

“No, of course, princess. I know you love my fingers so so much.” Remus pressed kisses up their jaw for a moment before pulling back. “Are you done yet?”

Quinn swallowed. “Just now, Sir. Is it okay?”

Remus stepped back around to look at Quinn’s work. It was very good, as it usually was but Remus wanted to give Quinn what he wanted. So he made a noise in the back of his throat and shrugged.

“What now?”

Quinn shifted on the spot, clearing his throat a little. His flush was reaching his ears. “Now the rope through the hip harness and through the arm bars.” Quinn went to step past Remus to the trunk.

“Yes.” He wrapped his arms around Sirius one more time, giving them a big squeeze. “You’re doing so well.”

Sirius melted against him, smiling. “Thank you Daddy. I love you like this.”

“Yeah?” He stayed close, rubbing their back, while Quinn got what he needed together. “Domineering and a bit of a bastard?”

Sirius chuckled as they leaned into his touch. “Mhmm, always.”

“I need to step back so Quinn can finish, okay, princess?” He kissed their temple.

“Mmm, okay Daddy.” They straightened up as Quinn came back over.

Remus smiled and went to sit back over on the sofa. “I think I should have you clean my boots, hmm? It’ll be good to help with some attention to detail.” He asked Quinn.

Quinn nodded, glancing over to Remus as he hooked the rope through the hard point. “Yes Sir.”

He gave Quinn a smirk. “We’ll come up with a few ways to get you better with the details and take your time. Maybe you can clean the floor here with your toothbrush.”

Poor Quinn was bright red, and he had to swallow a few times before he spoke. “Yes Sir, I’ll do whatever you want.”

“I know.”

***

Sirius was on cloud nine. The only thing that would’ve been better is if Remus tied them, but they liked him like this, sitting confident and self-assured on the fainting couch with his knees spread and a smirk on his lips. They could watch him as Quinn tied them up, keeping eye contact with him as Quinn slowly let them down.

“Good job, princess,” Remus praised. “Get them out of their ropes now.”

“Yes, Sir.” They felt Quinn’ hands work deftly to first free their arms. “Are you okay, Highness?”

Sirius nodded, but knew they needed more than a gesture. “Yeah, I’m good. So good.”

“Good, you did really well, Highness.”

“They always do,” Remus said as Quinn finished untying them.

Sirius bit their lip around a smile. “Mm, thank you. Can I come cuddle, Daddy?”

“Of course, princess. Quinn, pick them up and carry them over,” he commanded.

Quinn listened, gathering up Sirius. Sirius snickered as they wrapped their arms around his shoulders, stretching and pointing their toes like they did after every suspension, while it still felt wonderful.

“He’s doing so good, Daddy,” they murmured as Quinn deposited them in Remus’ lap.

“I guess.” Remus held a water bottle up to their lips. “Could be better. Quinn, get undressed and kneel.”

“Yes Sir.”

Sirius chuckled before taking a drink, squirming in his lap. They swallowed and gave him a smile. “Be nice, Daddy. He’s so pretty after all.”

“I didn’t do anything mean, princess.” He kissed their cheek before setting aside the water bottle. “I’m being very nice right now.”

“You are being very nice. Can I be good for you, Daddy?” Sirius shifted, employing their best puppy dog eyes.

“I want to fuck you, princess.” Remus ran a hand down their back. “Quinn can prepare you.”

“Yes, Sir. Can I move Sir?” Quinn sat very still on his knees next to the sofa.

“Yes.”

Sirius groaned, a thrill of heat running through them. Remus fucking them when they were so floaty from suspension was a favourite. “Yes please, Daddy.”

Remus maneuvered them around so they were still in his lap but they were straddling him, facing Remus. “There.” He grabbed a bottle of lube from the sofa, where’d that come from?

Pushing their hips back, Sirius lets out another groan as they leaned up to kiss Remus. “Please, Daddy.”

“Of course princess.” He kissed them softly as they felt his hand on their ass, spreading them for Quinn. A moment later they felt a digit push into them. Sirius shuddered, the feeling so exposing as they pushed hungrily back to Quinn, moaning against Remus’ lips.

“Mm, fuck,” they whispered. “More, please.”

“Yes, Highness.” Quinn added another finger as Remus wrapped a hand around Sirius.

“You’re doing so good, princess.”

Sirius moaned, their head spinning at the impatient stretch, Remus’ praise and his touch. “Ohh fuck, mm. That feels so—so good.”

“Yeah?” Remus’ stroke became firmer as Quinn fucked them with his fingers.

Their orgasm was building in their stomach, growing tighter and tighter. “Oh fuck.”

“Are you gonna come for Daddy, princess?”

“Hh—fuck. Can I?” Sirius pressed their hips back towards Quinn, the stretch so good.

“Yes princess,” Remus murmured as Quinn crooked his fingers just so to press against that spot inside them that set them on fire in the best way. That did it as Sirius let out a shaky cry, hips bucking between them both as they came.

“Oh sh—ohhh, fuck,” they panted out, fingers tightening on Remus’ shoulders.

“Good, princess. Perfect.” Remus grinned at them before bringing his hand up to their mouth. “Clean it.”

Even without his instruction, Sirius’ mouth fell open at the sight, but Remus’ swift order made their mouth water as they leaned forward to swirl their tongue over his come-covered fingers. Never mind the fact Quinn hadn’t stopped moving his fingers and every movement made them shudder.

“Perfect, princess.” Remus watched them with hungry eyes. Sirius held his gaze as they sucked his fingers eagerly into their mouth, hollowing their cheeks. “Quinn, move your fingers and kneel.”

“Yes, Sir.” He listened, and soon they felt his fingers ease out of them.

In a swift movement, Remus had Sirius on their back with one of their legs over his shoulder.

Sirius was still reeling from the sudden emptiness inside them as their back hit the fainting couch. “Oh fuck,” they blurted, hips lifting up towards Remus. “Please, Daddy.”

Thankfully he listened and easily sank into Sirius, pausing for a moment to take a breath before he nearly pulled up and then snapped his hips forward hard and fast.

“Ah!” Oh god, they were still so sensitive from their orgasm and they could do nothing but take it. They moaned, shuddering as they turned their head to the side to see Quinn kneeling, flushed and wide-eyed. The poor thing looked as if he was trying so hard not to move.

“Such a good princess.” He snapped his hips.

“Ah—hh—m’g—gonna come,” they managed to grit out, one hand coming up to his shoulder.

“Go, ah, go ahead princess. Lah – lovely come over here and come – come on their face.”

They heard Quinn scramble to his feet. “Yes Sir!”

Sirius let out an honest to God whimper, the prospect of Quinn coming on them only pushing them closer to the edge. It took a few more well placed thrusts from Remus and Quinn standing above them for them to come, a gasp ripped from their lips as they did.

“Shit.” They heard both Quinn and Remus say at the same time.

A moment later they felt Quinn’s hot come on their lips and chin. Remus’ hips stuttered, which meant he was about to come.

“Pl—please come, Daddy,” Sirius begged, their leg around his waist tightening.

Remus moaned, the hand on their thigh holding tight. “Fuck, princess.” He came deep inside them. “Ah – Quinn, clean them up,” he said, still catching his breath and easing out of Sirius. “All of them with your tongue.”

“Yes, yes Sir.” He dropped to his knees and licked over their cheek.

Sirius could only shudder, their hand still tight on Remus’ shoulder as they turned to meet Quinn for a messy kiss. Quinn groaned into the kiss before moving to clean the rest of their face so he could kiss them again.

“You both look so good.” Remus rubbed their arm.

Soon Quinn pulled away and somehow managed to reach Sirius’ entrance, his tongue licking at them. Sirius arched, a gasp torn out of them at the sensitivity, bucking into Quinn’s touch.

“Ohh, fuck.”

“So good, princess. Look at you, you’re taking it so well even though you must be sensitive.” Remus turned his head and kissed their calf and Quinn pressed his tongue into them. “Lovely, make sure you save some for them.”

Sirius moaned, his praise running through them as Quinn let out a muffled affirmative against their skin. They wanted to writhe away from the overstimulation but they were so languid from the suspension they felt like they could barely move. They squirmed beneath Quinn, finally letting out a noise of relief as he moved away, kissing back up their stomach.

Remus didn’t move, watching them both intently as Quinn put his thumb on Sirius’ chin to open their mouth. With a grin he spat into their mouth. They heard a hard slap and Quinn moaned before kissing Sirius.

“That was for not asking to do that, but I appreciated it.”

God, Sirius could only moan into the kiss, their body thrilling instinctively at the sound of the smack and the taste of Remus in their mouth. “Mmm, fuck.”

“All right, lovely, let’s get them water and we can go cuddle.” Remus gently let their leg down from his shoulder.

“Ah, yes Sir.”

Sirius flopped back onto the fainting couch with a big exhale, still breathing hard. “Fuck, that was so good.”

“Mmmhmm.” Quinn seemed to be struggling to catch his breath as he managed to reach the water bottle.

Sirius smiled as they shuffled up to meet him halfway. “Thank you, darling.”

Quinn helped them with shaking hands, and when they were done he took a sip himself.

It felt like they blinked and they were being deposited into the middle of their bed by Remus. “Here we go, princess, do you need anything?”

Sirius just felt the softness of the sheets against their sore limbs, sensitive and loose. “Mmm, cuddles.”

“Of course.” Remus cuddled up to them on one side and Quinn on the other. “So proud of you both,” he murmured before pressing a kiss to Sirius’ lips then he leaned over to kiss Quinn.

Sirius smiled, comfy between them as they tilted their head to watch them kiss, their stomach whirling in that familiar hot jealousy. “So gorgeous.”

“You are, princess.” Remus smiled before giving Quinn one more peck and settling back with Sirius. “We’ll do the debrief on camera?”

“Good idea. In a minute,” they mumbled, pressing a kiss to Remus’ shoulder.

“No rush, princess.” He rubbed a hand over their stomach. Sirius shivered under his touch, smiling.

“That was so good.”

“Yeah?” Remus chuckled. “Lovely, are you alive over there?”

Quinn chuckled. “I’m still in shock I think.”

“Yeah? Me too, honestly. But you liked it so that’s what matters.”

“I liked it a lot,” he admitted, smiling.

“I know. Nearly had you spit-shining my shoes.” He snorted a laugh.

Quinn snorted too. “I’ll do it if you tell me to,” he said easily.

“I can break out my Docs. I’m sure I have them somewhere.” They could hear the smirk in Remus’ voice. It made them shiver.

“Do it,” Sirius said.

Quinn chuckled. “Yes, Sir.”

“Princess just wants to see me in the boots.” He pressed his lips to their forehead.

“Mhmm. I remember thinking you’d never owned a pair when we first started dating.” Sirius laughed.

“Ha! Yeah, I forgot about that. Same with a leather jacket.”

“We know that Sir is a raging punk under the surface.”

“And I love it when he surfaces,” they added.

“And you love me lacing your boots.” Remus gave them a squeeze.

“Ooh, I love that so much.” Sirius lifted their head and smiled at him. “Makes me all woozy.”

“I know, princess.” He gave them a quick kiss. They kissed back, still smiling.

“Debrief?” Sirius asked, resting their head on his shoulder.

“Yeah, want me to get the camera so we can do it in here?” Remus questioned, moving to sit up a little.

“Mm, I don’t wanna move yet.”

Quinn quickly scrambled out of bed. “I’ll get it, Sir!”

Remus smiled before pulling the blankets over them. “Thank you lovely.”

Sirius snickered, making a whip-crack noise as they watched Quinn go. Remus poked them in the side.

“He’s even more eager now.”

“It’s very sweet, Daddy,” they said with a smile.

Remus nodded as Quinn hustled back in with the camera on the tripod. “Highness, is here good?” He asked, setting it at the end of the bed.

“Mm, turn the viewfinder for me, darling?” Sirius went to sit up a little more against Remus so they could see better.

Quinn listened and turned it so they could see. “Here Highness.”

“So dutiful.”

“I think he deserves to get a reward, Daddy, he’s been so good.” Sirius smiled, peering into the viewfinder. “Just a little to the left, darling, make sure I’m centre.” They gave Remus a wink.

“I think he’s got reward enough, princess.” Remus chuckled as Quinn adjusted the camera.

“There?”

“Perfect, darling.” They held their hand out for the remote. “Do you want to try and film the reactions to our old ropes again, after?”

“Ah, I don’t know if I can take it.” Quinn laughed and handed the remote over. He climbed into the bed next to Sirius under the covers.

They leaned over and kissed his cheek. “Maybe next time, hm? Daddy might not be such a sadist.”

Quinn grinned. “I don’t know, I like it that way.”

“I’ll let you be so you can manage to get through the reactions. I like the video idea.” Remus put a hand on their thigh. “Go ahead princess, get everything going.”

There was his little indicator of whether they were filming. They smiled, putting their hand over his before pressing record.

“Well, we knew this was going to be a hit, so we decided to include our protege in this one.”

“With a bonus kink!” Remus patted their thigh under the blankets.

Sirius laughed. “Absolutely! It was fun, hm?” They said as they nudged Quinn.

“Very much so, Highness. I think… I think I’ve broken my brain.”

“We did the suspension, which was great. I turned Sirius into a Christmas tree.” Remus looked at Sirius. They gave him a broad smile.

“I’ll put some photos up here when we get them,” they said, gesturing to somewhere on the screen.

“As usual we love suspension. It’s 10 out of 10 ball gags, right?”

“Mhmm, ten out of ten for me too! Suspension makes me float like nothing else! And bonus humiliation kink? How many ball gags, darling?”

“I don’t think there’s enough ball gags, Highness.” Quinn went deep red. “I didn’t know before Sir told me off that it turned me on so much.”

“Was there anything you didn’t like about it, lovely?”

Sirius chuckled, turning to look at Quinn, genuinely interested. They knew it wasn’t for them and wanted to understand it a little more.

“I don’t know, I don’t think so. I got myself in a little cycle embarrassed by how hot I find it and it’s self-perpetuating,” he admitted, chuckling.

“For me, I loved it because I got to dig into my sadism in a way I would never do with my princess because it’s a hard limit. I was nervous at first but when I got the reactions I could read, I went in for it.”

Quinn nodded. “I’m glad, I really loved it too.”

Sirius nodded. “It’s all very hot but I’m very glad it’s not aimed at me.”

“Never ever, princess. Only sweet things or me being sarcastic or giving you pain that you like.”

“I would like to do it anytime. I may try anything because, fuck.” Quinn squirmed a little, obviously turned on once again.

Sirius laughed. “So bonus humiliation is also a big yes! Anything else anyone wants to say?”

“Don’t forget how important aftercare is. It’s always key but with humiliation, please be even more aware of how everyone in the scene is doing.”

“Such a Daddy,” they hummed, kissing his cheek. They could feel Quinn squirming against their other side and they could see why Remus found it so intoxicating.

“Anything else?” Remus asked.

“No, Sir.”

Sirius reached over and pressed the stop record button, deciding they could do an outro when the air wasn’t so thick.

Chuckling, Remus all but crawled over Sirius to straddle Quinn. “What is it, lovely? Hmm?”

Sirius grinned, pressing against his side as Quinn moaned. “I—was just thinking about it all again.”

Remus rolled his hips before leaning over to Sirius’ side table. “You’re going to tell me everything you loved about it and I’m going to ride you.”

Sirius sat up, pressing against them. “Can I get you ready, Daddy? Please?” God, this sounded perfect already.