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LMOM: An Intimate Alliance of Contradictions, part 5/31 (Remus/Peter, Remus/Severus)
Title: An Intimate Alliance of Contradictions, part 5/31 (I hope)
Rating: NC-17
Characters/Pairing (this part): Remus/Severus
Characters/Pairing (overall fic): Remus/Peter, Remus/Severus
Summary: "It would take too long to explain the intimate alliance of contradictions in human nature which makes love itself wear at times the desperate shape of betrayal. And perhaps there is no possible explanation." ~ Joseph Conrad
Kinks/Warnings: Oral
Overall warnings: Angst
Challenge: LMOM '08, day five
Word Count: 1200-ish
Notes: Amazingly no "weird" rarepairs today! This part is set in 7th year. I plan to span 7th year to POA, and keep this canon compliant. Thanks so so much to innerslytherin for inspiring the Remus/Peter love, and for the speed beta-reading. :)

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Severus was lounging on the dilapidated bed of the shrieking shack, looking smug. It had only been a few days since Remus had seen him, but they'd been long days. Long days of trying to forget the sight of Bertha and Peter together, long nights of hearing Peter curse at himself in bed and not wank.

Remus hadn't put it together while he'd been standing in the loo, but he realised what Peter had been trying to do now, and he wondered if there was a way to make it better for Peter. Preferably a way that would allow Remus into his pants. But if that wasn't possible, he still didn't want Peter to hate himself so much.

He'd summoned Severus this time, which was rare, and he supposed that was why Severus was wearing the expression on his face that he was now. Remus leaned against the door frame, thinking vaguely about how this place used to fill him with dread, but over the years, after his friends had started to help him each month, it didn't bother him anymore. Now he was using the place for secret trysts with his... his something. He had no idea what Severus was to him, really. "Lover" was a weird word that seemed too intimate. They weren't friends, but he hoped Severus still didn't think of him as an enemy, no matter what he said. Actions spoke louder than words, after all, and Severus had been buggering him for nearly a year.

"Bed's dirty," he commented.

"And I'm about to fuck a werewolf. I obviously don't care much about filth," was Severus's reply.

Remus sighed and crossed the room, dropping to the bed to sit near Severus' thigh. This was where he was supposed to start stripping off Severus' clothes and suck him. Instead, he ran his hand along Severus' leg, over his trousers, and left it there, which caused Severus to frown. "What are we doing, Severus?"

That made Severus tense, and shift out of Remus' touch. Remus knew he should have never asked. He shouldn't have broken the pattern - meet, fuck, leave, or some variation of that - but Peter had sparked a hope in him. He wanted more than this, more than just sex, and he thought for a bit that he might get that if Peter let himself go, because Peter actually liked him on top of fancying him. But it was becoming clear that wouldn't happen, and Remus knew better than to ask that of Severus, but his heart had spoken without consulting his mind.

"Did I not just state the purpose for this meeting, Lupin?" Severus said. "What's wrong with you?"

Remus looked up at the tense lines of Severus' body. "Can we talk?"

Severus' frown turned into a scowl and he didn't reply for a moment. He just gave Remus a flat look, an expression Remus didn't understand and couldn't read, then set his jaw. "You may natter on if you must, wolf... for as long as you're capable."

Remus looked at Severus, momentarily confused, until Severus pushed him down into the mattress and pulled open Remus' trousers. Oh. Severus had Remus' cock bobbing freely in just a few seconds.

"And you'd better be finished speaking before then, because I expect you to reciprocate once I'm through."

"Severus, I-- ohhh..." Remus' mind went momentarily blank as Severus' mouth closed over his prick. Sneaky bastard, Remus thought, but his fingers were in Severus' oily hair anyway. Merlin, Severus was good at this, and he just kept getting better. "Mmm, I just--" Remus tried to force his mind to work. "I just, it's just... that I, sort of... I--" Severus hummed, seemingly amused, around Remus' cock and the vibrations made Remus moan and press up into Severus' mouth. "Severus..."

Severus' fingers moved to yank Remus' trousers down a bit more so he could reach between Remus' legs, and he kneaded the spot behind Remus' balls with the back of his knuckles. His tongue snaked up the underside of Remus' shaft and flicked at the slit. Remus' body was molten lava and his mind was jam, and his fingers went tight in Severus' hair. "This isn't fair," he managed.

Severus pulled off him, and Remus thought he might reply, but then wet heat surrounded his balls and Severus tongued them gently. Remus gasped and tried to focus on his words again, but then Severus' hands moved, a lubrication spell was done, and Severus' finger was inside him, seeking out that spot that made Remus scream. "Fuck!" Remus cried when Severus found it, and white light exploded behind Remus' eyelids.

This was a specialty of Severus', and after a moment, Severus just pulled back, his finger circling that spot, and watched Remus with hungryeyes. Remus knew he should possibly be embarrassed, but Remus almost liked the eyes on his body as he helplessly and wantonly writhed against the bed under the ministrations of Severus' finger. He liked the heat in Severus' gaze, even when he knew this was probably about power for Severus.

His body was thrumming with need, and he couldn't catch his breath. Fuck, Severus could do this every time! Remus tensed and then came hard, with neither Severus' hand or mouth on his cock, come splattering his stomach. Severus' finger circled slowly a few more times, and then he pulled it out. Remus melted into the mattress, panting. He couldn't help but smile a little as the wave of satiation washed over him. He'd sent his note to Severus because he'd wanted a distraction, after all.

"Do you still hate me?" Remus asked after he could breath again, too relaxed to care as his mind lazily latched on to what he'd been trying to talk about.

"Yes," Severus replied, even as he shoved his own trousers and pants down and climbed up Remus to straddle his chest.

Remus lifted his arms a little and felt Severus shift, and then the length of Severus' cock was pressed against his lips. Remus opened his eyes and smiled up at Severus, then drew his tongue up the underside of Severus' prick. Severus was always so silent when they did this, but he always watched Remus do it intently.

"It's just that I sort of like you, you know," Remus said, finally finishing what he'd been trying to get out earlier, and thinking maybe it was even better this way because it would be harder for Severus to flee if doing so meant turning down an already started suck job. "I always have. I don't think I've ever said that." If he was truthful, that was one of the biggest reasons this arrangement of meaningless shagging was starting to wear on him.

Remus was surprised that Severus didn't reply, not even to tell Remus to shut up. He just looked down at Remus, almost as if he hadn't heard it, but there was a more far off look in Severus' eyes now than the normal hungry one that betrayed that he had. Remus took the head of Severus' cock in his mouth and sucked lightly, wondering if Severus would run off anyway, but then after a moment, Severus only closed his eyes and shifted forward, pushing past Remus' lips to shut him up another way.


Part 6