Author:bonfoi Rating: NC17 Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape Summary: Given the chore of collecting mistletoe for Christmas decorations, Lupin and Snape come across something interesting. Challenge:adventdrabblesPrompt #30: Home for the Holidays Word Count: 711 Genre: Alternate Universe; EWE; Slash; Adventure; Romance; Myth Warnings: Partially-clothed Sex; Sex in front of a fire; Frottage A/N: Happy Holidays! I was feeling my purple-prose overflowing, so…
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Concentrating hard, Severus wandlessly gathered the kissing ball from the worktable, his satchel and clothing, and the man in his arms and sent a plea to Hogwarts for aid in finding his way home, to his Dungeon quarters, with its large sofa and banked fire, where he had his first encounter with Remus. The plea was heartfelt and sincere. It probably helped that Remus was kissing him when he made it.
Hogwarts Castle had felt the disturbance of the Holly King as he entered its demesne. It had quivered in the presence of his brother, the Oak King. With the change of seasons officially occurring within a portion of its walls, the castle had awoken once more. Ancient magicks, layered spells of home and hearth, of protection and succor, of loyalty and love burst into life once more. It responded to Severus’ plea, to Remus’ love, and to all the beings within its walls who felt sympathy for the pair. Its magic surrounded Severus and Remus and transported them soundlessly, effortlessly to his home.
Severus blinked slowly, feeling each eyelash as it cut through the air. He felt every puff of air from between Remus’ lips as they caressed his bare chest, his cock pulsing in time with them. The castle had put them and his collection of items on the rug in his living room, the fire rebuilt and flickering a welcome for them. “Thank you, Hogwarts,” he whispered.
“Thank you, Hogwarts,” Remus echoed. He pressed his lips to Severus’ chest, his hands sliding over smooth skin, tracing old scars and soothing old hurts. “Thank you for bringing me home for the holidays, Severus,” Remus said before nipping the nipple closest to his mouth.
“Nguh!” Severus had never been one for having his nipples licked or sucked, but under Lupin-Remus’ onslaught, he felt every tongue stroke, every press of those wicked, smiling lips zinging toward his cock. “Bloody hell, Lupin!” he gasped. “Single-minded, aren’t you?”
Remus looked up through his eyelashes, a lascivious, sexy look that made Severus’ hands slip down to his hips, fingertips making protective runes on the heated skin. “It’s you, Severus. You and the magic of the season, and all the desire you inspire in me,” Remus vowed. He sealed his words with a kiss that had Severus falling backwards, dragging Remus over him into their original position.
“Ow!” Severus whined. Remus felt down inside the back of Severus’ trousers and found several pieces of straw, which he carefully removed. “Ah…better,” Severus sighed.
He pulled Remus up slightly, aligning their pricks once more, a look of concentration on his face and then Severus bucked up roughly, surprising a moan out of Remus. “Now…where were we?” Severus asked with a leer. He thrust up, rolling his hips, pinching Remus’ bum to drive him down at the same time.
“Yes!” Remus gasped. “So good…”
The firelight played over Remus’ skin, highlighting old scars and Severus’ fingers. The reddish tint competed with the flush that covered his body, a dew of perspiration easing Severus’ long, gliding touches. They rolled and thrust together, their hands mapping muscles and ribs as their hips collided over and over.
The buttons of Severus’ undone placket caught in the curls of Remus’ groin, tugging with each rolling thrust. The slight pain gave his passion an edge and he tried to show it Severus, marking his chest and shoulders with love-bites. “More…I want more…” Remus groaned.
Severus rolled them over with a grunt and a heave. Remus lay beneath him, a wild thing that was all his. He stilled, making Remus beg…prettily. Severus smirked, pushed up on his arms and down with his hips, wriggling from side-to-side to see what other sounds and pleas he could draw out.
“Ooh…please…puh—” Remus begged, “Harder…hard—” Severus complied, the material of his trousers rubbing the sides of their trapped cocks as he made Remus come undone and then soon followed.
They lay in a tangled heap, Remus’ hand down the back of Severus’ trousers, fingers lightly stroking the tops of his buttocks as they caught their breaths. “That was…glorious, Severus.”
“That’s incentive to come home with me more often…” Severus slurred against Remus’ throat.
“All you had to do is ask, Severus,” Remus whispered into his hair.