Entry tags:

*fic, 2006-07, author: lore, character: remus, character: severus, character: sirius, theme: obscene phone calls

FIC: Not One or the Other - Call Transfer (Snape/Lupin/Black), NC17/NWS

Title: Not One or the Other - Call Transfer
Author: lore
Characters: Lupin/Snape/(Black)
Rating: NC17/NWS
Warnings: Mild self-fisting and facial - but only in the most technical of senses. More like one-line squicks.
Kinks chosen: Obscene Floo Call
Word Count: ~1300
Summary: It wasn't just a Floo call....
Author's notes: Sequel to Not One or the Other. These characters, etc., belong to JKR and I am merely taking them out for a smutastic spin. Thanks to innerslytherin and tabiji for support and beta. Feedback would be welcome in any form it might take, so squee or concrit away!


"Right there. Yes. Push in slowly."

"Oh, God, Severus, I need more."

"Move your hand to the right. Keep stroking. You look- did I tell you you could do that?!"

Remus had lifted up from his kneeling position and had inserted another finger inside himself, his other hand beginning to stroke in earnest.

It was the most powerful Severus had felt in years - perhaps even as far back as before he left teaching. Voldemort had never lived up to his promises, not that Severus ever regretted it. His true reward for remaining on the side of Light was Remus Lupin on his knees, legs splayed wide, with one hand fingering his hole while the other jerked rhythmically along the length of his wet, red cock - all at Severus' command.

Severus thought it was worth having his head strung out miles from his body, which was back in Carlisle on hands and knees just outside the Floo grate.

*****
Remus was in London and had been for the past three days, negotiating with several wizarding shops to sell the various wares each of them produced. There was particular interest in Sirius' furniture because he made the better part of each piece by hand, only using magic for decorative touches and protective measures. Since the war, all things Muggle were "in" and hybrid products that used the best of both worlds were even more desirable.

If Remus could secure continual purchases of herbs, furniture and potions from enough shops, Severus could quit teaching and join them permanently at the country house. Privately, Severus was undecided about the move even if they could work out their finances. Granted, he had been at Hogwarts again for less than three years and already he was bored with the routine and heartily sick of wasting his talents on children who were too afraid of him - for all the wrong reasons these days - to learn.

They were only six months along in their incomprehensible little arrangement, and Severus still felt as if he were standing on the slippery side of the slope. Regular sex was excellent, but living with both Remus and Sirius Black would not be as easy, nor as pleasant. Severus had struggled against them for so long that he did not know how to be with them, not without having an escape route for days when he wanted to hex Sirius' bollocks off or verbally pick Remus apart for being so bloody nice all the time.

*****
"Stop moving this instant, or I am going to leave you here to tend to yourself!"

"No! Severus...." Remus' hands stilled, and Severus smirked at the distinct whinge in the other man's voice. "I miss you so much. I need-"

He resisted asking which of them Remus meant, knowing the other man's answer would be nothing less than diplomatic. These were the moments when Severus had to rigorously clamp down on his Legilimency, when he was most tempted to push past the defenses of Remus' mind and pluck the truth from him. No, six months was not nearly enough time to put his endless misgivings to rest. "Tell me what you want and I might give it to you."

God, but Remus made a glorious sight even as he writhed with the effort to remain slow and concentrate long enough to speak coherently. When he had made the Floo call and lured Severus into the fire on the pretext of seeing something in his hotel room, Severus had never imagined he would find the other man naked and ready to pounce on him. The kisses they had shared through the network felt warm, but tingled so much that they had to stop before their faces went numb. Like most magical hotels, Floo access was limited in the private rooms to prevent one person allowing ten others to use the hotel facilities for free. Remus said he had been thinking about coming home after his early morning meeting on Saturday, and how he would like to spend the day, which had lead to him dragging Severus' head into his room for some relief.

"I want- I want you to touch yourself. But give me your hand first." Curious, Severus worked his dominant arm into the connection and held it out while Remus let go of his cock to scrabble at his side, finally grasping his wand and pointing it at Severus, gasping out the words of an incantation Severus knew too well. Transference spells had hundreds of applications, from teaching to healing, but Severus had never thought to put one to use in such a manner. Remus finished the charm by tracing a circle around his cock with his wand and then setting it down. Whatever Severus did with his hand, Remus would feel right there.

"Please, Severus. I want to feel you, watch you while I-" Remus sighed and thrust his hips in the air, raking his free hand down his chest, one pebbled nipple snapping back into place after his fingers passed over it. Severus felt a thrill of pleasure just seeing Remus like this, but he shuddered visibly with Remus' next words, the command plain in his tone. "Do it."

When had he lost control of the situation? If Severus were being honest with himself, he'd admit it was the day Remus claimed both him and Sirius as his own. The incongruousness of mild-mannered Remus Lupin having a forceful side was part of what drew Severus to the man. He undid the fly of his trousers and reached inside to fish out the erection he had been ignoring since their first kiss. After casting a light lubrication charm, Severus stroked himself from root to tip, biting back a moan so he could fully appreciate Remus' response to the transference spell at work. The other man cried out, his hips jerking forward as if being pulled by an invisible string.

Severus palmed himself again, rubbing roughly across the exposed head of his cock, a move he knew all too well that Remus particularly enjoyed. "Fuck!" Remus emitted another tortured moan, and his fingers flew to his nipple, pinching it sharply, the pain helping to stave off his completion. As Severus began to rub his shaft in earnest, Remus curled the hand inside himself in such a way that he could hold it still and thrust himself down onto his fingers - three now, and Severus thought he spied the fourth one working its way inside.

*****
They egged each other on, crying out soft and sharp, more demands, praise, sentences started that ended in pants of spiraling sensation:

"Harder!"

"Can you put your whole hand- oh."

"Lick your lips. Again."

"I- I- fuck, that's good-"

"I want you, I want you here, come h- come. Come!"

"I can't- can't-"

"So closssss- Ah! Severus!"

Remus had been harder longer, and he had scooted near enough to the cool green fire that Severus was just able to lap at the head of Remus' cock as he came, although more come ended up on his cheeks than in his mouth. Remus grinned at the darker man through eyes hooded with satisfaction, and Severus was just beginning to scowl when his face abruptly disappeared from the flames as if it had been sucked away.

In Severus' place, Sirius' face appeared, and he looked none-too-pleased at Remus' spent state.

"Had your fun, I see. Now I'm going to have mine."

Remus would have been worried for Severus if it hadn't been for the slight quirk of Sirius' lips just before the Floo connection shut down for good.


fin.

This story continues in Not One Or the Other - Convincing.


love, lore