westernredcedar (westernredcedar) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-13 06:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: westernredcedar, kink: first time, kink: nipple play, kink: sex toys, remus/severus |
LMoM: 1979 (Part 13~ April 1, 1979)
Title: 1979
Today’s Date: April 1, 1979
Rating: NC-17
Word count: ~1,800
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Kink(s): nipple play, (improvised) sex toys, (another kind of) first time
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2008
Summary: 1979: One of the worst years of Remus's life. Also, one of the best.
Today’s Episode: Gideon inadvertently provides for some fun, and Remus learns something new about Severus.
Notes: The possibly insane blpaintchart has agreed to speed beta and Brit pick for as long as she can stand it while I try this…so generous is my Chart!! Not only that, she is veritable font of ideas! Also, thank you to McKay for running this crazy thing.
Need to catch up? Here are the previous parts: Jan 1, Jan 15: Day, Jan 15: Night, Feb 2, Feb 9, Feb 20, Mar 10, Mar 24, Mar 25, Mar 25: Later, Mar 26, Mar 31
“Morning, Remus!” Gideon was lounging on the sofa when Remus sneaked out the door of his room late the next morning.
“How was your night, Gideon?” Remus asked, padding across the room in his pyjama bottoms. He was starved, and thirsty, and eager to get back to his bed.
“Dull. Dorcas had to take off on an unexpected assignment,” he said, sitting up. “Owl came late. Hope it didn’t disturb you.”
Remus grinned. He’d been rather too distracted last night to be disturbed by an owl.
“Didn’t notice.” Remus pawed through the fridge looking for something simple to eat or drink.
“How was your date, or whatever the fuck you were up to last night?” Gideon asked. He was fumbling with something under the coffee table.
“All right.”
“Rainbows and pygmy puffs and unicorns and whatnot? Did you see little hearts in his eyes?”
“Yeah, it was just like that, Gideon. How did you guess?” Remus said, shutting the door to the fridge, his arms loaded with snacks.
“Come over here and have a seat,” Gideon suggested. “You’ve got your hands full.”
Little does he know how true that is, thought Remus. “I was going to tuck myself into bed and eat, actually,” Remus said.
“No, please, there is…something important I have to tell you,” Gideon urged, gesturing for Remus to sit next to him on the sofa.
“Something wrong?” Remus’s heart sped up a notch.
“Just come and sit here.”
Worried, Remus trotted over to the sofa and sat down.
His arse was immediately hit with a wave of sharp shocks and the room was filled with the sound of booming thunder. Remus let out a yelp and hopped up, rubbing his arse. Snacks flew everywhere. “What the fuck?!
“April Fool’s!” Gideon shouted, collapsing in laughter. He picked up a small device that had been sitting on the sofa and handed it to Remus. “That’s a Zeus’s Hand Shake, my friend! One of Zonko’s newest. Delivers a miniature lightning bolt spell to anyone who presses it…and oh my, that was well worth it,” he said with a gleeful shake of his head and a self-satisfied smirk.
“Oh, bloody hell. That hurt, Gideon!” Remus batted at Gideon’s red head. “I completely forgot the date.”
“I was supposed to shake your hand with the thing, but zapping your bum just seemed the way to go,” Gideon added. “I’ve been waiting for you to wake up for an hour.” He stood, still giggling. “I’m late to meet Fabian for some Quidditch practice. Care to join?”
“You’ve left your brother waiting just for that?”
“If you’d seen your face when you jumped, mate, you’d understand. Brilliant.” Gideon sniggered again and wrapped himself in his cloak, then grabbed his broom from the rack by the door. “You coming?”
“No, think I’ll pass, thanks. Another day,” Remus replied. He held up the Zeus’s Hand Shake. “Mind if I keep this? I’d like to try it on someone myself.”
“It is all yours. Have fun.” Gideon's laughter echoed down the corridor as he walked out.
Remus triple-checked that the door to the flat was firmly closed and locked. Then he gathered the food and a few drinks, then tiptoed back to his own door, gently pushing it open and easing back inside.
“He’s gone,” he whispered.
Severus’s dark head emerged from the bedclothes. “Did he know I was here?”
“I don’t think so. I believe your twelve different silencing spells did the trick.” Remus sat on the edge of the bed and dropped the pile of food onto the bedside table. “Sustenance,” he said.
“What the hell was going on out there?” Severus asked, reaching for a Fanta and guzzling some down.
“This.” Remus held out the Zeus’s Hand Shake.
“And that is…?”
“…something I think we might be able to make good use of,” Remus said. He held the device in his palm and barely touched it to Severus’s arm.
Severus pulled his arm away in surprise when the tiny bolt of lightning hit him, but it was only a small shock in comparison to the one Remus had experienced, and the sound effects were reduced to a quiet rumble. “What do you think you are doing, Lupin?”
“It’s April Fool’s Day,” he said. “Gideon zapped me with this thing, and now I’m zapping you.” Remus gently pressed the little button to Severus’s shoulder and shocked him again. Severus snarled.
“Stop that!”
“Oh, I don’t think so,” Remus said with a smirk. He lunged onto Severus and straddled him hard, giving him little zaps and shocks all over his shoulders and chest. Trapped in the bedclothes, Severus could only shout and struggle. Remus managed to subdue Severus’s battering arms and trap them under his knees. Helpless, Severus was reduced to full-bore cursing.
“You bloody, insane beast! This is not amusing. The moment I get my hands on my wand, you will have to learn how to eat with your toes, you cretin! Wipe that grin off your face and get that sodding torture device away from me immedia…oh, oh…Oh, Gods!”
Severus had frozen in mid-curse, his face a shocked mask of desire. When Remus looked down, he realized he had touched the button to Severus’s dark nipple. Remus’s eyes grew wide.
“Ah, like that, do you?” he asked with a smirk.
“No!”
Remus brushed the device over Severus’s other nipple.
“Fuck!”
“Good?”
Severus’s eyes had rolled back in his head and his body had gone limp. He was quiet for a long moment before he said, “Do it again.”
Remus grinned. He leaned down and licked Severus’s nipple, running his tongue around the silky skin, then sat up and brushed a bolt of lightning across the trail of moisture he had left. Severus’s entire body lurched to the dull rumble of thunder.
“Oh gods. Again.”
Remus repeated the procedure on the opposite nipple, to similar approving groans. Under Remus’s arse, Severus’s cock was starting to make its presence known.
Remus leaned down and gently buzzed at one nipple in little blasts while working the other with his tongue, and Severus writhed and moaned beneath him. He worked back and forth, a frenzy of little lightning bolts battering at Severus, his tongue bringing each nipple to a shocked peak.
“I need…oh…I...”
“What do you need, Severus?” Remus asked, letting his lips move against Severus’s skin.
“I need you to let me move,” he replied, locking eyes with Remus.
His own need building, Remus moved back and let Severus free. As soon as he could release himself from the confining bedclothes, Severus tackled Remus backwards onto the bed, knocking the Zeus’s Hand Shake away, and smothering him in wet, hungry kisses.
“You bastard,” Severus murmured as he moved his lips over Remus’s cheeks and throat, grinding his erection into Remus’s hip.
Remus grappled his hand over to the bedside table to grab his wand. He muttered the first words of the lubrication spell. Severus abruptly stopped kissing him and sat back.
“Wait. Lupin.”
Remus stopped. “What? Don’t you want to…?”
Severus’s dark eyes were glowing with nervous desire. His voice was uncharacteristically halting. “Could…could we try it…this time...the other way round?” Severus asked quietly.
Remus stopped breathing. He thought he knew what Severus meant, hoped he knew, fuck, was exploding with the thought that he might have meant that. He attempted to keep his composure, swallowing deep.
“The…other way?” he asked, his voice coming out as an embarrassing squeak.
Severus nodded.
“You mean, you…?”
“If you don’t want…”
“No…I mean…do you…?”
“Lupin,” Severus said, leaning in and biting at the flesh of Remus’s shoulder. “I would not suggest it if I did not.” He sat up and looked in Remus’s eyes. “I wanted it before.”
Remus fell backwards on the bed in a daze. He had only topped with one man, a Muggle with whom he had shared an awkward shag after a few fumbles at a dance club. Then there had been Dorcas, but he hardly counted her. Sirius had never suggested it, and it had never even occured to Remus to ask for it, and he’d never imagined that Severus Snape might ever, ever let himself get fucked. But he wanted…Oh! Oh! Remus thought he might come untouched just thinking about it.
“Lupin?” Severus peered down at him.
Wand still in his hand, Remus tilted himself upright. “All right, then,” was all he could manage to say before he lunged at Severus, knocking him onto his back. Remus muttered the proper spells, pointing his wand at Severus, who shivered with the odd sensations of stretching and moisture that Remus knew well.
Remus sat up on his knees and shimmied out of his pyjama bottoms. He grabbed Severus’s legs, lifting him up so that he could prop his feet onto Remus's shoulders, and then positioning his achingly hard prick at that beautiful dripping arse. “You have to relax and let me in,” he muttered, and Severus swallowed and then let out a long breath and closed his eyes, focusing. Remus dropped his head and pressed in, an inch at a time, watching Severus gasp and clench and relax, his face mirroring every move Remus made. It was only the fascinating distraction of Severus’s changing expressions that kept Remus from coming instantly as his cock sunk slowly into Severus’s warm, tight arse.
When Remus was almost fully sheathed in him, Severus let out a series of fast panting breaths.
“All right?” Remus asked, hardly able to get the words out.
As if in answer, Severus’s cock let go, and he was coming hard, thick spunk dotting his belly and dripping down his chest.
Remus could feel the rolling spasms of Severus’s orgasm squeeze at his cock, and in a moment, he was coming as well, allowing himself a couple of short, sharp thrusts that made Severus groan his name, before his cock sprang free and he collapsed onto Severus’s chest, panting and shaking and spilling the last drops of come onto Severus's thighs.
Severus pulled him into a hard hug, and Remus wrapped his arms around Severus’s thin shoulders in return, and they lay like that for several minutes, just breathing together. When Remus’s mind was willing to comprehend anything besides the feel of Severus hands and skin and sweat, he looked out at the beautiful mid-morning light streaming in the window.
"You survive?" he asked Severus.
"I believe I did better than survive," Severus replied, his voice low.
Remus rolled back to take in the gorgeous day and place a soft kiss on Severus's lips. “Look, the sun is coming in…ahhh!”
As he rolled over, he was hit with an intense shock of lightning that ripped up his spine, his body jerked madly, and the room echoed with sudden, ear-splitting thunder.
“Damn, fucking, bloody, bollocking hell!” Remus screamed, reaching under his hip and retrieving the Zeus’s Hand Shake, which he had landed on with his full body weight. He chucked the device across the room with all his strength. “April Fool’s, my arse!”
From below him, and for the first time in his life, Remus heard the deep, dense, joyful sound of Severus Snape, laughing as hard as he could.