Kristmas Wish Fulfilled for: r_grayjoy
From: A Wondrous Watcher: nimrod_9

Title: Language of the Wolf
Characters/Pairings: Remus/Severus
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Included: dirty talk
Word Count: 1,475
Summary/Description: Remus talks dirty and they both like it!
Author's Notes: many thanks to my beta s and e! Many, many thanks to the mods for having the fest!



Remus paced his small rooms at Hogwarts. Granted the space was larger than his last flat, but the day before the full moon he and the wolf needed more space. More space, more food, more sex, simply more. He was waiting for Severus to deliver the Wolfsbane potion. Severus who always smelled angry, frustrated and with ten different kinds of passion. There were two sharp raps at the door; fortunately, Severus was prompt.

With the faintest of creaks the door swung inward. Remus could almost smell the Potions Master before he could see him; his nostrils flared. Severus slipped into the room and closed the door. With three precise strides he was standing in front of Remus, who tipped his head back slightly and inhaled before he grasped the goblet and Severus' fingers.

Severus gasped. "Unhand me!" he demanded.

Remus grinned his best predatory grin. "You were supposed to add 'you cad'." He kept his fingers firmly clasped around Severus' and the goblet stem.

"Release me, drink your potion, and stop sniffing the air as if you are scenting prey."

Remus pulled the cup from Severus and downed it like a shot of Firewhisky. "But I am scenting prey, Severus." He took a step closer. Severus stood his ground until Remus reached a finger up to his jaw. With a two quick steps back he moved out of the werewolf's range. Remus lunged at his receding quarry, who had taken another couple of steps backward and hit a wall.

"Lupin! Have you sniffed too much aconite?"

Remus shook his head and pressed his nose under Severus' ear. "No."

Severus shifted. "Some sort of werewolf psychosis then?"

Remus inhaled deeply as he pressed his nose closer. "Yes, specific to this werewolf and you. I am obsessed with your scent."

With a huff Severus responded. "Flobberworm is not my natural scent."

"I know." Remus ran his nose along the high collar. "I smell the passion and the frustration."

"Lupin, I am warning you!"

Remus stepped so his body was pressed against the protesting Potion's Master. "I want to know what's under all these buttons. I want to know if your passion is only for your potions. I want to know if you cock is as fabulous as your nose promises. I want to see your face when orgasm overtakes you."

Severus groaned.

"I want to know that sound too. Will you make others? Is there a specific sound you make when someone licks your cock or nips at your neck?" Remus nipped at Severus' slightly stubbly chin and bent his head toward the button his throat. "I'll bite them off one by one until I get to your waistcoat and then I'll bite of all those." His teeth tugged at the first button.

"Lupin, you are mad!"

Remus shook his head as he yanked at the button between his teeth. "Not madness," he mumbled. "I just want to see all your lovely pale skin. Is it all like this? Do you have a trail of dark hair down your belly that will draw me to your wayward prick? I can see it twitching even now in your trousers."

"You don't…fuck!" Severus hissed.

"But I do." Remus spat the first button onto the floor and his mouth moved to the second one. "How many inches are you hiding, Severus?

"There are easier ways," Severus gasped.

Remus' mouth turned up into a lascivious grin. "Oh, but are they as much fun? I want to explore you. All wiry and taut. Does your cock spring up against your belly when you're hard?

A low moan escaped Severus.

"Is that a yes? Will I find a sticky trail up near your navel?" Remus cupped the bulge in Severus' trousers. "I want to lap all your emissions up, you know." He licked the buttons in front of him lewdly.

"Lupin, please!" Severus' voice was low tight.

Remus gave the button another lick. "Against the wall trousers down, perhaps?"

"No. Not the wall."

The slight quaver in Severus' voice made Remus eyes snap upward. He ran a soothing hand down the dark material. "It doesn't have to be here, but if it is, you don't have to face the wall. I would be perfectly happy to kneel in front of you at the altar of your long, thick prick."
Remus slipped to his knees letting his tongue glide over the buttons on his way down.

"You are quite easily manipulated, Lupin. A slight wavering of my voice and you change your tactic."

"I fear there was more truth to that than manipulation, even for a Slytherin. And I ended up exactly where I wanted to be." Remus nipped at his next obstacle and nuzzled Severus' navel with his nose. "Merlin, Severus you're hard." He nuzzled lower. "How long since you indulged in the pleasures of the flesh?"

Severus hissed.

"Mmmm. I assume that is a good noise." Remus burrowed his nose harder along the ridge of the stiff prick in front of him. "When was the last time you came? Where you alone in you bed wanking like a student under the blanket? Or did you watch as your gorgeous thick cock spurted like a fountain? Did you tease yourself? Do you always wait too long? I want to know."

A strangled groan burst from Severus.

"Or were you with someone? Was he on bended knee as I am? Do you pull out of his mouth and decorate his face and hair with your sweet cream?"

Severus panted. "Lupin, please these are my best trousers."

Remus waved his wand and they unbuttoned and unzipped without aid. "Well, then we must leave the button on and we can't have a wet spot can we?" His calloused hands pushed the trousers down Severus' lightly muscled thighs. He inhaled deeply and pressed his nose to the hardness he found straining against the dark, gray cotton pants. "Mmmm. Might I have a look?"

Severus tipped his head back against the wall. "Lupin, this is madness."

"Oh, no, Severus. The madness comes when I tease and taunt you with my tongue, my mouth, a spot just there in the back of my throat. I'm going to suck you until you can't keep yourself from letting go. From letting all go. I promise to drink it all."

Severus moaned.

"So do we slide your pants down or do you want to leave them on and I can pull your cock out through the opening?"

"I don’t….we can't….you can't…"

"Of course we can. Naturally, I can. I hope you can. And Severus, if this is an attempt at manipulation? fool me once, shame on you; fool me twice, shame on me. I want you with your pants on; your cock sticking out, turgid and flush." Remus matched his actions to his words and slipped his hand into the slit of Severus' pants.

"Oh, yes! Just perfect!" Remus purred as he coaxed Severus' hard cock from his pants. He inhaled deeply. "Exactly as I imagined." He took a long lick from root to tip. Severus shuddered.

There were no words for a few minutes as Remus explored his prize. He teased, licked and sucked the rigid shaft, using his tongue to delve into the slit and around the foreskin. With a deep breath, he pulled Severus' cock all the way into his throat. His hair was gripped and pulled by potion-stained fingers. He eased himself back. "Liked that, did you?

Severus' eyes were wide and he blinked rapidly.

Remus gave a sincere smile. "It's alright. I know." He sucked Severus back down to the root and began to bob his head over the hard flesh. It didn't take long for Severus to catch the rhythm and rock his hips. Remus relished the bit of roughness. He slid his own zipper down and pulled out his aching cock. His hand matched the strokes to the cock slipping in and out of his mouth.

Severus made a garbled sound and Remus' free hand went up to hold him by the hip. There was another noise before the thick cock in his mouth pulsed; Remus gulped it all down. His hand fairly flew over his own cock.

"Wait!" The hoarse velvety voice above demanded.

Remus groaned and stilled.

"I will hex you if you get any of that on my shoes."

A chuckled died in Remus' throat as he frantically worked his cock. Within moments he was overwhelmed by his orgasm. His cock erupted on Severus' left leg from the knee of his trousers down. Remus swallowed hard and took a few deep breaths before looking up.

Severus smirked. "They weren't my best trousers you know."

Remus' eyes danced. "I know. Your cock is perfect. I meant that."

"I know," was the only thing Remus heard before his was dragged upright for a kiss.