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Regulus and Sirius walked into the old stone made historical church. The arch doorway holding the brown doors open as they approached through the main area and further towards the church. The giant glass stained windows with a king on with Latin written in a banner.
"Wow," Sirius muttered. They hadn't gone to a church other than for when they were in primary school. With being adults, they truly can admire the beauty of a church without being those fidgety kids.
"Sirius and Regulus Black I assume? You had an appointment booked." Sirius turned around, spotting a young male with a black robe and a white shirt. Smart black trousers pocked out of the bottom. He was handsome and tall with a few scars permanently residing over his face and hands.
"Yes." Regulus replied when he noticed Sirius could not.
"Would you like to follow me, I think our business should be discussed elsewhere."
"Of course." Sirius replied a little too quickly. He saw the look Regulus gave him but brushed it off, blushing at the way Remus smiled lightly, slowly walking off.
The three walked through the church, heading through an almost hidden hallway before making their way through another brown door with an arch. This door was a darker brown that the others. As the three stepped into the room, they were welcomed by another male with a long robe, circle glasses etched onto his face. He pushed them up, looking at them as they entered the room. "Father Potter, this is Mr Sirius Black and his brother Mr Regulus Black." The first priest mentioned.
"Ah yes, the sons of Walburga. Father Lupin and I heard you would like to host your mother's funeral here." Potter announced.
"Indeed we would." Sirius nodded.
"Well, what would you like to discuss?" Potter asked as Lupin closed the door behind them.
"Well, father Potter, we wanted to carefully decide which priest we wanted to put our dear old mother in the grave which she so desperately belongs in." Regulus spoke up.
"We are alone, no need for formalities. Please, call me James."
"James." Regulus said, a very light smile appeared on his face.
"And have you decided on a priest yet?"
"Remus and I would be happy to take it, but if you would like Father Longbottom or perhaps one of the Prewitts, we will be more than happy to get them in."
"No that is okay," Regulus said, eyes lingering to James. "I think Sirius and I want to question you both on who would be best."
"Oh?" Remus hummed. "And how, if I may add, do you wish to do this questioning?"
"I'll question you, Father Lupin." Sirius announced.
"So I get James." Regulus spoke, eyes glinting with someone that Sirius hadn't seen before.
"I'll close the church doors for now. We can go on lunch break." James muttered. "After all, I think this meeting may take a while and you never know who might be coming in."
"No, you to take this room, I'll take Mr Black to choir area by the altar. We shall be able to speak freely there." Sirius felt himself blush more.
"Okay. Where do you want me, James?" Regulus asked.
"I don't mind, anywhere you are comfortable."
"Come on, we better head out." Remus spoke, opening the wooden door again. The two exited and Remus closed the door once more. They walked through the hallway again, down the rocky path. "Wait here, I'll make sure no one else is here."
It took Remus only a few minutes to check the church before coming back to where Sirius was. They both walked until they reached the altar steps where they sat down on it instead of the church choir seats.
"So, Father Lupin, I have a few questions."
"I would be honoured to answer."
"Where will the funeral be held?"
"In the crematorium. Depending on which priest you pick depends on what kind of ceremony you will get. I'm more professional, James is more comforting."
"I'm all for professional." Sirius watched Remus closely, pushing himself closer to him.
"What is your next question?"
"How long would you have the service?"
"30 minutes normally. Depending on how many speeches will be made."
"Oh don't worry father, none will be made. Forgive me but Walburga was a bitch and she had it coming."
"You don't say?"
"She abused Reg and I. She and her husband were vile. Slapped up, punched us, starved us. Even mentally abused us too."
"So why have a priest send her away?'
"You see father, this is the fun part. Mother HATED the idea of religion. The way people would get on their knees and pray in front of Jesus himself. The way people thanked him for everything. She said the idea of a leader of a land of wonderful happenings was a ridiculous thought that the oldest people on earth came up with, just to make everyone else bow for something that doesn't even exist."
"She certainly had her opinions and wasn't afraid to voice them, I'll give her that. Other than that though, I cannot say anything as I am not to say anything bad about people."
"Come on father, I bet you speak bad about some people."
"Some I suppose, but only the ones that truly deserve it."
"Well I tend to talk bad about a lot of people, what does that make me?"
"Human, I suppose. God may have put us onto the earth but he didn't do it for us to all hate each other, he done it purely so we could love one another, which never happens."
"I mean most people can't even love themself, so how can they love another?" Sirius questioned.
"Exactly. Do you have any more questions?"
"Yeah actually. What happens when a man wants to fuck another man?"
"I'm sorry?" Remus asked, grabbing his robe, pulling at it. His eyes were blown wide and his voice was cracking. He must have not been expecting these questions.
"What about masturbating? What about masturbating to the thought of another mans cock? Does that make me a sinner father?"
"Why are you suddenly asking me these things?"
"I'm curious father. I'm gay and my whole life I got told it's a sin."
"Being gay isn't a sin, Mr Black."
"Sirius."
"Being gay isn't a sin, Sirius," Remus repeated. "However, I do think speaking of such things in a church may be slightly inappropriate for God's ears."
"To put it politely father, I don't give a fuck about God's ears right now." Sirius pushed forward, placing his hands on the back of Remus' neck, pilling him close to him. Remus flinched slightly before leaning closer to Sirius, both men meeting together in a kiss.
Remus pulled away, a sloppy sound occured when their lips disconnected. "Sirius, what are you~"
"Father, don't act like you had no idea. Why else do you think I wanted you alone."
"To ask me about your mother's funeral, that is why!"
"Oh, you're cute." Sirius chuckled. "Father to be polite, I don't give a fuck about my mother's wedding, now are you going to kiss me or leave me and you sexually frustrated?"
Remus paused for a moment. "Sirius I, I'm a priest, I am the voice of God, I worship God."
"Well," Sirius straddled Remus, wrapping his arms around the back of his neck. "How about you worship me instead father?"
Remus felt something shift inside of him as he pushed himself to Sirius, placing his lips on the shorter male. The two made out deeply, only pulling apart when their breath was very limited.
Sirius gasped, the biting from Remus drove him insane. The way his teeth lightly grazed across his neck was perfect. His head drove back in pleasure, at the feeling of Remus grabbing his waist, pulling him closer to him. "Get off." Remus muttered to him.
"Father?" Sirius questioned but got off him, fear of being left alone filled him.
"Get up." Remus got off the steps, holding his hand out. Sirius grabbed it with caution as he felt Remus pull him off the ground. Remus turned Sirius around and pushed him into the altar table, not worrying about the candles and crosses that had fallen to the floor. Sirius looked back, biting his lip as Remus' hand smacked his ass in a harsh way. A little whine left his mouth, despite his best efforts of keeping it in.
"You defile me in the name of the lord, and everything I live for. You, Sirius, are a whore. Manipulating me into fucking you inside of a church, right in the centre, right in front of God's eyes." Remus brought his hand down to slap it off Sirius's ass. The older male cried out in pleasure.
"Please Remus, more."
"That's Father Lupin to you."
"Yes, father." Sirius groaned out. Remus turned Sirius around and forced him to stand in front of him. The taller males hands found their way to Sirius's ripped black jeans, unhooking the button and then pulled the zip down. Remus looked at Sirius. "You really are a whore, aren't you?" He asked, seeing bare skin in place of where underwear should be.
"Father."
"You were going to get fucked either way, weren't you?'
"I-"
"Don't lie to me, don't lie to God."
"Yes. Yes father." Remus chuckled lightly as he grabbed the top of Sirius's trousers and pulling them down to his knees. He turned Sirius around once again, his bare ass on show in front of him. Remus felt the area, giving his ass a squeeze.
"You really want this, don't you? Want to be fucked by the closest thing to God. Think it will help rid you of any sins?"
"No father, I just want you." Sirius whined, as he felt a harsh squeeze on his buttocks.
"That's right. You won't moan any other name other than mine, will you?"
"God no." Sirius bit his lip, feeling a finger prod at his hole, rubbing it gently.
"Oh no Sirius, not even his. He doesn't matter right now."
Remus let go of Sirius, a desperate moan leaving the other males mouth. "Shh, I'm just getting myself ready." Remus pulled his robe over his head, showing just a regular smart shirt and black trousers. His giant cross necklace being taken off with the robe. He pressed himself close to Sirius, his erection being pressed into the shorter male. "See what you have been done to me? Making me a sinner."
Sirius felt as a wet finger came into contact with his hole, pressing deeply into him as it began to feel inside. "Ah, Remus~" a loud smack was heard as Remus continued to work his fingers into Sirius.
"What did I tell you, whore?"
"Father, I'm sorry." Sirius groaned out as Remus entered a second finger, thrusting into him, like the latter malea fingers were made for him.
He pulled his fingers out in a quick move before bending Sirius further down, spreading Sirius' cheeks apart and then spitting directly onto it. Sirius moaned again, his head swinging back as Remus entered a third finger. The fingers thrusted in a pace that drove Sirius wild. The way Remus' fingers were long, close enough to his prostate, just very narrowly missing it.
"Father, please. I need you."
Remus let out a light chuckle before pulling his fingers away from Sirius. Sirius whined and looked back at Remus, seeing as he began to undo his own trousers button.
Remus pulled his trousers down to his knees, spitting on his hand, thrusting his cock up and down in his fist, getting him fully ready for Sirius.
"Father, you are-"
"This what happens when you bless God's presence to people, you get blessed in your own way." Remus smirked, looking at the way Sirius was staring at his cock, the veins, the length. Sirius' body thrusted on its own accord.
Sirius felt as Remus grabbed his hips, lining himself up to Sirius before pushing in. The tight stretch that Remus felt had made him forget everything. No more God, no more Jesus, no more church, just them, together. A gasp left both men as Remus stilled inside of him, panting lightly as Sirius squeezed against his cock, denying his exit. Sirius leaned his chest against the table on the alter and cursed out. "Holy fuck."
Remus snickered at the thought of 'holy fuck' being taken in a literal way, however, never actively mentioned it. It wasn't the right time. "Tell me when you are ready."
Sirius paused for a second, hair falling past his shoulders as he his head forward, pressing it against the table. "Okay." he said after a second.
Remus pulled back before pushing forward, their hips colliding deliciously together. Sirius whined out, "oh fuck~"
Remus thrusted again, their skin colliding together, causing a slapping sound. He was glad he closed the church doors. What would Frank say if he saw this? "Harder, please." Sirius muttered, bringing his chest back up, holding himself with his elbows on the wooden furniture.
Remus followed through, his thrusted slowed but roughened. Little moans of "ah, ah, so good" had left Sirius' mouth as Remus constantly hit against his prostate in the perfect way. "Father, please." He begged.
"What is it?"
"I'm~ please, slap me again."
Remus let out a light chuckle once more. "You enjoyed your punishment too much," he said, before his hand collided onto Sirius' arse. His pace still remaining the same. His slightly red arse from before now deepening in colour.
Sirius moaned, his head spilling back as Remus slapped him with one hand, while the other on his hip, thrusting him back into his cock. Remus removed his hand from Sirius' ass, instead leaning forward and gripping onto Sirius' curly locks, pulling it back. "Yes!" Sirius yelled, feeling himself be obliterated by Remus.
Remus turned to watch his cock enter Sirius in a harsh pace, the way their skins slapped off each other created the most beautiful sound one could have thought of. The way Sirius' ass bounced so perfectly off his cock drove him insane. Remus was now a changed man, and he really couldn't care what anyone else thought of him after this.
"Remus, fuck, I am-"
"I know."
With that, Remus grabbed onto Sirius' hips with both hands, thrusting into Sirius using a fast and harsh pace. Occasionally his cock spilled out of Sirius wet hole, causing a frustrated sigh to leave his mouth, which only seemed to add to Sirius' pleasure.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck." Sirius moaned out as he spilled onto the purple table cloth in front him. Staining the cloth that once had the crosses on. That only a few weeks ago bared a copy of the statue of Jesus being hung to the cross.
Remus pulled out, rubbing his cock in a fast pace. Sirius turned around at him before getting onto his knees, mouth wide and tongue sticking out.
"Oh shit," Remus groaned, feeling his stomach tighten as Sirius closed his eyes, his tongue guided right to the tip of Remus' cock. Remus came, his come pouring into Sirius' mouth and onto his face. He hadn't realised how long it had been, until his come couldn't seem to stop. The way it just kept going, covering all of Sirius' mouth, tongue, and even getting under his eye. He let out one last moan, before looking at the scene in front of him.
"Thank you, Father Lupin, you would be a great fit for my mother's funeral." Sirius spoke, tucking his ass and cock back into his trousers before doing it up.
Remus followed the actions, putting himself right and attaching his cloak and necklace over the top before smiling. "I do hope I will get to see you there."
"Of course. I'll be there and wherever you want me father, after all, I am now to worship you."
Remus pulled Sirius to him and kissed him. He tasted himself inside of Sirius. The saltiness was something he hadn't had in a long time. He then used his index to grab some come Sirius missed, before putting it into the shorter males mouth. "Good, because I'm going to need you to get on your knees a whole lot more often, especially since I know what you look like, like that."