KINKTOBER DAY SEVEN — SIZE KINK WITH REMUS LUPIN

*:･ﾟsummary — remus lupin is tall. expected, he fucks well too. fucks you into oblivion.

*:･ﾟ warnings/tags — fem!reader, she/her, size kink, piv, rough fucking

*:･ﾟ word count — 2.1k

*:･ﾟmy gif!

Remus Lupin is tall. So, very tall. You’re not sure whether you detest it, or if you love it. You think you know which one.

Sirius had invited you out and you knew Remus would be there. Obviously. So, you’d worn your prettiest dress and spent extra time doing your hair, hoping that tonight would be the night he’d finally ask you back to his flat.

You knew you were in for a long night when he was attached to your hip as soon as you arrived. An arm wrapped around your shoulder - that only tightened when some guy had offered to buy you a drink - sitting down so close that you could feel his heat seeping through your skin. It was dizzying.

So, here you were, perched at the end of his bed with him hovering over you with a gentle hand gripping your chin. His thumb tracing circles over your skin, stretching out to prod your neck, and all you can think about is how tall he is.

“You sure you want to do this?” He asks. His voice is rasped with want and it sends a shiver down your back.

You angle your head until your lips press into his wrist. You kiss him there slowly, looking up at him through droopy eyelashes. “Please, Remus.” Your tone is a few heavy breaths short of a whiny plea. You squeeze your legs together with anticipation.

He hums and his grip tightens on your chin. He moves his thumb from your neck and slides it up to your mouth, tugging gently on your bottom lip. You open up and he slides his thumb past your teeth and pushes down into your tongue. The tip grazes just below your gagging point.

You raise your hand to grip his wrist and you wrap your lips around his finger, closing your eyes.

“Look at you, hmm?” Spit wells at the corners of your mouth, begging to fall down your chin, “Such a needy thing.”