Current mood:	calm
Entry tags:	#madness2012, author: bonfoi, kink: biting, kink: frottage

A Taste [R] (RL/SS)
Title:

A Taste

Author: bonfoi
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape
Summary: Without a thought for his own safety, Remus believes.
Challenge: hp_may_madness’s Kink 6: Frotting | Prompt: Misplaced my pants
Word Count: 802
Genre: Alternate Universe; Missing Scenes; PWP; Grey!fic
Warnings: Grey!Remus; Grey!Severus
A/N: Since Sunday is a day of rest and recuperation, only a taste of Pervy Werewolf Goodness.

The House of Strangers collection
1 ~ A Special Reward
2 ~ Gifted | 3 ~ Focus
4 ~ Escape | 5 ~ Guarding His Bone | 6 ~ A Taste
7 ~ Impressions

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Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.

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Severus woke slowly, layers of dreams and magic curling back to let him know he wasn't under Bellatrix's tender care, he was warm, safe...and there was a pleasantly interesting body spooned behind him. He opened his eyes to a candlelit room, one of the house-elves pointing to a salver with a water bottle and glasses and then the table laden with food. He nodded and Severus nodded back, then the house-elf disappeared.

"Mm, I could get used to this." Severus turned his head and then his body, brushing his hip against a throbbing, silky bulge before he was on his back, Remus Lupin leaning on one hand and looking down at him. "How do you feel?"

Severus opened his mouth, a flicker of awe washing over his face as he wiggled his right arm from beneath the covers and snapped his fingers. All the candles flared brightly and another snap had the candles back to their original dimmed lighting. "I, you gave me back my magic," he finally breathed out.

"I never knew I had taken it, Severus," Remus said softly. His left hand rested on Severus' chest, fingers idly brushing over his breastbone. "I felt better after my last transformation, but I put that down to having found you, and touching you, but not to touching your magic."

"You gave it back with..." Severus paused and licked his lips, "with some of your own." He stared into Remus' eyes. "You've bound yourself to me..." he breathed out. His other hand reached up and cupped Remus' cheek. "You and I..." He pulled and Remus bent down, into a searching kiss.

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One kiss led to another, one tug led to Remus covering Severus with his body and Severus pushing a thigh between Remus' legs. Then things went faster, hands and mouths were everywhere, covers were shoved off, Severus' nightshirt was tossed toward the end of the bed, Remus' boxers were flung toward the headboard, and then...they were naked and pressed together.

"Shall I give you some more of my magic, Severus?" Remus growled against Severus' throat. He nipped and then bore down, pressing his teeth into the juncture of shoulder and neck, gnawing until he could feel Severus panting under him.

"Yes..." Severus groaned and bucked up. His eyes were glittering and wild. "I want you!"

"Where's the lube?" Remus asked, thrusting his hips against Severus' hip as he rode Severus' thigh.

Severus flushed and bit his lip. "I used the last of it when I met you in the Grey Room. I haven't replaced it yet." He turned his head away, but Remus drew it towards him.

"Then we'll do this to take the edge off, then we'll summon a house-elf with some, yeah?" Remus leaned down and made a necklace of love-bites along Severus' collarbones. He frotted against Severus, sweat and precome adding a bit of slickness between them. Severus reached between them to wrap their cocks in his hand, wanking in time with the rolling of Remus' thrusts.

"Why don't we..." Severus gasped when Remus ground down, trapping his hand between them.

"Wouldn't last long enough," Remus muttered, his eyes closed. "We'd burn it away."

Severus laughed, the vibrations adding to the wealth of sensations between them, and then Remus was thrusting wildly, pushing their cocks—and Severus' hand—together in a sweaty, musky heat. Another type of vibration shook through Remus and into Severus and they were spending themselves one after the other, the creamy slickness making Remus glide over Severus for a minute.

Suddenly, the door banged open. Draco Malfoy was standing there in a nightrobe. "Severus! Severus! Father's here, and he's badly—where you just doing what I think you were doing?" he asked in a high-pitched voice.

Severus rolled his eyes, cheeks still flushed with satisfaction. He waved one hand above Remus' shoulder. "Where did you put him, Draco? Just tell me and I'll be there shortly."

"My room. Please hurry."

The door closed with a decisive snick and Severus pushed at Remus. "I've got to go. Lucius hid my wand and helped me escape."

"May I come with you?" Remus asked with a lascivious grin.

"Ah, we've progressed to double entendre, have we?" Severus wriggled, trying to unstick himself from Remus. "Ugh. This is why I like lube, spell or otherwise. And, yes, you may come with me, however you want to." Severus daringly kissed Remus' chin and shoved his lover over onto his back.

"I'll come with, then, but I seem to have misplaced my pants, Severus. You were the last one to have them." Remus put his hands behind head, displaying his scratched, bitten and thoroughly loved body.

Severus reached up and plucked Remus' boxers from his headboard. "Here. Follow me and we'll take a quick shower before we see to Lucius."

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