Word Count: 288 Challenge: Week 1 Howl-o-Ween Challenge – Prompt Dawn of the Dead Warning: Unbeta’d!! Apologies as always.
“Severus, come on. Naptime is over.” Remus nudged the prone body next to him.
“Just five more hours,” was the sleepy reply.
“No, not even five more minutes. You promised we could go to the double feature at the Empire: Night of the Living Dead and Dawn of the Dead.”
“If I do not continue to sleep, I could be one of the cast members of Night of the Living Dead.”
“Severus!” Remus wheedled. “One little shag and you’re done in. It’s a film not a marathon. All you have to do is get dressed and sit in a comfy chair and eat popcorn.”
“I would not presume to call it little.” Severus grumbled.
“Flattery will get you nowhere. We are going to see the films.” Remus buttoned his denims as he spoke.
“Perhaps we could just make our own film.”
Remus’ hands froze. “What kind of film did you have in mind?”
Severus did not move or turn toward Remus. “Something evocative…You never returned that video camera you bought for the Potters.” He responded.
“Would you really?” Remus breathed.
“I have always wanted to observe your arse while you are fucking me. I have felt it under my hands, but I would like to see it.”
“And I’ve always wanted to see my cock sliding in and out of yours.” Remus groaned as he stripped down again. He had Severus pinned to the bed in an instant.
“What about the camera?” Severus gasped.
“Take too long. I’ll set it up for the next time. I want you now!” Remus growled and proceeded to show Severus exactly what he meant. All thoughts of movies drifted away, as if they were so many autumn leaves in the wind.