Anniversary Remus took his time walking home. He'd Apparated first to Knockturn Alley (even though he wasn't supposed to be going there anymore, there was one thing he had to buy that he couldn't seem to find anywhere else). Then he Apparated to an alley several blocks from the house and stopped by the corner shop for a few things. Now he was just enjoying the warm weather and thinking. He couldn't believe they'd been together an entire year. Of course, if he were thinking strictly about it, they hadn't been together for an entire year; it had just been a year since they first shagged. But that was good enough for Remus, and he didn't think Severus would care too much about anniversaries, so he imagined Severus would go along with it.
And if not, they could always celebrate again in another seven weeks.
He tucked the absinthe under his arm and shoved his hand in his trouser pockets. He was very much hoping Severus would be out when he got home, to give him time to get things ready, but if not, he had a plan for that, too. When he reached the house, he let himself in and called, "Hallo, I'm home!"
In the cellar, Severus paused in his stirring to glance up at the ceiling. He faintly heard Remus' greeting, and picked up his wand to cast a Sonorous so his reply could be heard. "Hello! In the lab!"
And that done, he went back to stirring.
Remus grinned and went to the cellar door. "Will you be done any time soon?" he asked. He would at least have the time he needed to prepare for their little celebration, anyway.
Severus glanced at his notes a moment. "Give me twenty minutes."
"Excellent. I'll be upstairs." With that Remus turned and headed up to their bedroom, unbuttoning his shirt on the way. He put all his clothes in the hamper, then opened the top dresser drawer, where he kept the brown collar Severus had bought him for his birthday. He fastened it just tightly enough that he could feel it when he swallowed. A glance in the mirror told him he looked fetching enough, and he smirked at himself.
The last thing he did was to take a very large swig of absinthe from the bottle and prepare them both a glass. Then he arranged himself in an artful sprawl on the bed and settled in to wait.
Severus finished stirring, then added the last ingredient and spelled the heat down to barely warm. He made note of the time, calculated that he wouldn't have to come down and finish it until tomorrow afternoon, and then cleaned up after himself.
When that was finished, it had actually been twenty-two minutes, so he set a brisk pace up the stairs and shut the door, then crossed the front room quickly and climbed those stairs.
"So how was your..." Severus began as he stepped into the room, but at that point he caught sight of Remus on the bed, and all ability to speak left him. Well. That was certainly a surprise.
Throat dry, Severus took a moment to swallow and process, and then he pulled his robes over his head in one motion, chucked them behind him, and dove for the bed.
Beaming, Remus wrapped his arms around Severus and pulled him down for a deep kiss.
"Hi," he murmured several minutes later, his voice husky.
"God, I love you," Severus gasped breathlessly, just then realising he still had his pants on. Oh well. He nuzzled Remus affectionately since he couldn't hold onto Remus and hold himself up at the same time.
Remus chuckled. "This is a lovely way to be greeted," he murmured, and stroked his hands down Severus' back to grope his arse.
"Ohhh," Severus groaned, wishing he'd remembered to take his pants off too, because he absolutely loved it when Remus groped his arse. "Likewise. Mmm, you haven't worn your collar in a while," he added, perhaps unnecessarily.
"Mmmhmm. D'you know what we did one year ago today?" Remus asked, nipping at Severus' earlobe.
"Shagged, probably," Severus answered, tilting his head to give Remus better access, then realised that Remus must be hinting that this was the anniversary of their beginning.
Remus nipped again, then pulled back to beam at Severus. "Yes. For the first time." He trailed a finger down Severus' cheek. "So I thought we'd celebrate by getting drunk--" he indicated the absinthe with a wave-- "and shagging."
Severus smirked wickedly, thinking back to that night at the club. "Mmm, that was such a brilliant night," he said, voice low and hungry. "And yours is a brilliant plan. It should definitely be celebrated."
"Excellent." Remus kissed him again.
Severus returned the kiss hungrily. When they broke away, he glanced sheepishly down at his pants. "I forgot my pants, and my wand is somewhere behind me in my robes," he admitted, frowning because he didn't want to move.
Remus grinned and reached up under the pillow, then did a nonverbal spell to Vanish Severus' pants to the clothes hamper. "I have my wand," he said, his voice smug.
"Oh brilliant," Severus said, smirking back at him. He nestled their arousals together and gasped softly.
"And I have absinthe," Remus purred, rubbing his cock up against Severus.
"Ah, even better," Severus gasped, shifting his weight to one hand so he could caress Remus' chest with the other.
"Mmm," Remus said, beaming up at him. "God, you're sexy."
"So're you," Severus assured him, rolling a nipple between his fingers. He leaned in to kiss that smile.
Groaning softly against the kiss, Remus stroked his hand down Severus' arse again and massaged it firmly.
"Oh yes," Severus breathed into the kiss, pressing further against Remus and enjoying the feel of his erection trapped between them. He pinched the nipple under his fingers, then shifted his attention to the other.
Remus groaned again. Perhaps the absinthe wasn't needed. He canted his hips again, bending one knee to press his leg against Severus'. "So good," he murmured.
"Yes," Severus uttered, then gave one last kiss and pulled away a little. "Absinthe?"
"Mmm." Remus smiled slowly at him. "Yes, I already poured."
Severus finally turned to look for the absinthe, expression brightening as he saw the two already louched glasses. "Wonderful," he said, reaching for one. He took a swallow, enjoying the taste as it spread pleasantly through his mouth and tingled his throat, then eyed Remus' chest as an idea formed.
Smirking wickedly, he spilt a little onto Remus' collar, leaning in quickly to lap it up as it dribbled down his chest.
Remus gasped, then twitched as Severus licked the drink off him. "Oh, God!" he managed, his fingers burying themselves in Severus' hair. Shivers of pleasure ran down his skin and he arched under his lover's tongue.
Severus followed the trail down Remus' chest, enjoying the tugs from Remus' fingers and the way Remus responded to him. He was glad he'd had that idea. He was certain to be thorough and get every drop he'd spilled, then licked his way back up to suck a nipple.
"God!" Remus cried again, tugging at Severus' hair. "You--ah, Severus--" He arched against Severus again, his body feeling so alive.
Severus moaned, then nibbled at the bud and licked again. He rocked his hips against Remus, digging his fingers into Remus' side at the pleasure of that.
"Yes, ahh..." Remus managed, sliding a hand down to dig into the skin at Severus' hip. He loved how Severus had responded so readily to this, the intense reaction he'd got. He wondered if Severus would share the absinthe, but he wasn't finding it nearly as important as the way Severus was touching him.
Severus realised he was still holding the glass of absinthe as he felt the cold, wet splash of it on his hand. He shifted and licked it up. "Want some?"
"Yes!" Remus gasped. "Please?"
Severus took another swallow from his glass, then shifted back on the bed and held the cup up to his collar bone. He met Remus' eyes with a heated gaze and poured a generous portion down his chest.
Remus' gaze caught fire as he rolled over on top of Severus and licked and sucked greedily along the trail of absinthe. "Oh, God, Severus," he breathed.
Bloody hell, that felt brilliant. Severus arched under Remus' mouth and moaned, thinking he should've poured it over his cock.
"Love you," Remus gasped, sliding his hands along Severus' sides and tracing circles with his fingertips. His lips found a nipple and he nibbled gently at it.
"Love you too," Severus gasped, his arms giving out. He fell back onto the bed gently, letting his elbows buckle slowly. "Unh." He hadn't actually meant to get comfortable in that position, but Remus' mouth felt so good.
Remus grinned and nipped his way up to the base of Severus' throat. "So sexy," he murmured, nuzzling Severus and pressing their erections together.
"Yes," Severus gasped, rolling his hips upwards to push his cock into Remus' belly. He offered Remus the glass, feeling drunk already, but on Remus rather than absinthe.
Remus let out a low groan and took the glass, pouring the drink over Severus' chest again, filling the hollow of his throat and then leaning down to drink from him.
Severus gasped, watching the top of Remus' head. The cool trails of absinthe and Remus' hot tongue sent jolts of pleasure through him.
Growling, Remus licked and sucked his way down Severus' chest and stomach, pausing to dribble the last of the absinthe in the glass over Severus' cock. He gave Severus a feral smile, then leaned down to clean it off.
"Ah!" Severus moaned, freezing, clutching his fingers in the bedding and tensing his legs as he felt Remus' mouth chase after the cold liquid on his cock. He whimpered as pleasure tingled right through his cock, his legs rising to brace his feet on the bed and frame Remus' face. "Remus!"
Remus let out another growl and sucked lightly, stroking one hand up along Severus' leg.
"Fuck, that's good." Severus panted, reaching down to tangle his fingers in Remus' hair.
Letting out a soft moan, Remus sucked harder, the fingers of his free hand curling around Severus' cock. He didn't want to let Severus come, though, because he desperately wanted a fuck. And he wanted Severus to do something about his collar. After a while he pulled slowly off Severus' cock and kissed his way back up to his mouth.
Severus groaned in frustration, even though he didn't want things to end with a suck either. He kissed Remus hungrily, his hand reaching up to hook a finger under Remus' collar and keep him there.
Remus kissed Severus hard, pleased at the finger under his collar, and pulled away just enough to test Severus.
Severus resolutely kept his finger under the collar, slipping in another to give him more force with which to ensure his hand didn't give Remus any slack. A little growl of warning sounded in his chest.
That caught Remus up short and he swallowed, liking the way it felt. His lips parted slightly and he panted, watching Severus' face.
Severus smirked a bit wickedly at him, pleased that Remus didn't protest. "Should have bought you a matching leash for the occasion," he said.
Remus groaned softly. "Oh yes, Severus," he breathed. He leaned back just a little further.
Merlin, that made his cock throb. Severus pulled Remus back down for a hungry kiss, shifting his two fingers so his knuckles dug into Remus' throat a little.
With a louder moan, Remus met Severus' kiss passionately. He loved giving Severus this control, though it occurred to him to wonder why it didn't bother him.
"Mmm, Remus," Severus uttered when they broke away. "My werewolf." He nipped sharply at Remus' lower lip. "Going to let me fuck you."
"Yes, yes, please!" Remus gasped, clutching at him.
"On your hands and knees," Severus added, letting his fingers slip out from beneath the collar.
Remus let out a whimper and shifted quickly to obey, clambering to his hands and knees and turning his head to watch Severus.
Severus got up more slowly, though he was very pleased with how eagerly Remus had got into position. He knelt behind Remus, meeting his gaze as he stroked a hand over Remus' arse. Merlin, Remus was so bloody sexy, and he was eager, wanting, for Severus. Severus had let Remus take him this way before, but he hadn't ever had Remus in this position, and he was pleased for it now. He'd always been so timid, so uncertain of his own ability to please, that he never tried to be forceful or demanding. He hadn't thought he had the ability to do so, that Remus would enjoy that from him.
Apparently, Remus would. Severus cast the charms silently, teasing at Remus' entrance with his fingers.
Remus' lips parted and he panted softly as he watched Severus, aching with need. He wanted so much for Severus to touch him, and when Severus finally did, he let out a gasp, his gaze heating still further.
Severus put his hands on Remus' hips, just nudging Remus' entrance with the tip of his cock. It was maddeningly teasing for both of them, but he wanted Remus desperate for it by the time he pushed in.
With a groan, Remus tried to press back against Severus, still watching him.
Merlin, the way Remus watched him made Severus want him even more. Severus tightened his fingers in Remus' hips, holding him in place and easing forward, his head slowly breaching the ring of muscle, which felt so incredibly tight around his cock.
"Oh, Severus, Severus, yes," Remus managed. He could hear the whimper in his voice, but he didn't care, just wanting more.
Slowly, carefully, maddeningly, Severus eased forward. He didn't stop until he was seated all the way inside his lover, pleased with the control he managed to keep his hips from snapping forward and rutting mindlessly. Remus felt so bloody good. Severus leaned over him, hooking two fingers under the collar again, and rocked his hips back and into Remus shallowly.
"Oh God!" Remus gasped, tilting his head until the collar cut into his skin. He loved this feeling of being beautifully used. His chest was heaving as though he'd run a race.
Severus pulled back on it as he shifted more upright so he could pull out further and jab back in with an abrupt swiftness. "Fuck, you feel good."
Remus let out a groan and then shifted back so he could breathe. He was beginning to feel dizzy. "Severus!"
Severus let Remus have the slack, figuring Remus would know best if he needed it. "Oh Remus," Severus gasped, pulling out and jabbing back in again. Remus felt so good that he couldn't stop doing that, in fact, and began to build a hard rhythm.
With another loud groan, Remus shifted back down, caring more about how Severus felt pounding into him than how difficult it was to breathe in that position. Merlin, it was so good! He reached a hand back to clutch at Severus' hip.
Severus made what he hoped was an encouraging noise for the hand on his hip, his pace increasing. Merlin, it really was easy to fuck this way. He felt as though he could get a lot more leverage, and a lot more pleasure. It built in his cock and spread through the rest of his body, making his limbs tingle and his blood soar. "Remus!"
Whimpering at the way Severus' thrusts were pushing him closer to climax with every motion, Remus dug his fingers into Severus' hip. He was so close, so close--
Suddenly remembering Remus' cock, Severus leaned down again to reach under and stroke him roughly, mostly in time with Severus' thrusts.
That was all it took. Remus let out a harsh cry and came hard, his head snapping back as his body tensed and then released. Sparkles took over his vision.
Severus released Remus' collar when he came, not wanting to end up accidentally choking him. He grunted and dug his fingers into Remus skin when he felt Remus tense and spasm around him in climax, letting go of his rhythm and letting the intense pleasure carry him into his own orgasm as he thrust with abandon.
Severus came with a long groan, pleasure sparking though his cock and hands and feet, and he had to pull out and shift to one side so he didn't collapse on Remus. He sank down to the bed, shuddering and panting.
Gasping for breath, Remus melted down onto the bed next to Severus, snuggling up against him. "Severus," he breathed, smiling and pressing his face against his lover's neck.
Severus used his last remaining energy to throw an arm around Remus and hold him close, pleased with Remus' snuggling. "All right?" he asked softly.
"God, yes," Remus murmured, still panting. He kissed Severus' neck. "Love you so much."
"Love you too," Severus said happily, a thumb tracing lightly over Remus' collar. "This was a wonderful surprise."
Remus smiled broadly. "Wanted to do something to celebrate," he said, tilting his head to give Severus more room.
Severus found himself entranced by the feel of the leather under his fingertips, then the contrast between the leather and Remus' soft skin, brushing his fingers along the edge. "I'm glad."
Remus hummed in response, liking the way Severus' fingers felt.
"I'm glad you like wearing this, too," Severus admitted softly, continuing to touch it and Remus lazily.
"Mmhmm. Means I belong to you." He smiled at Severus.
That made Severus smile back. "I like that. And I like belonging to you, too."
"Good." Remus wrapped his arms around Severus, relishing the warmth of his lover's body.
Severus let a hand rest on the side of Remus' neck, his eyes drifting shut. "S'good," he agreed.
Remus hummed and closed his own eyes, listening to Severus' breathing.
Severus calmed as their breathing fell in synch. He was so relaxed, so content, that he knew he could sleep, but he didn't want to. He wanted to stay awake and enjoy the quiet moment between them.
Times like this were some of the happiest of Remus' life. He felt as if he would never need more than this, to be close to Severus and know he was loved.
Severus fell into a doze despite his best intentions, too comfortably exhausted to do better. He always felt so safe, with Remus.
Remus snuggled against his sleeping lover, his thoughts drifting back over the past year. It seemed impossible, in some ways, that it had only been a year. In other ways, it seemed incredible they'd been together that long. He smiled, thinking of all the years they could still have.