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#17 ~ Hunting Mistletoe 17 of ? [PG] (RL/SS, etc.)
Title:

Hunting Mistletoe 17
Author: bonfoi
Rating: PG
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape, Gideon Prewett
Summary: Given the chore of collecting mistletoe for Christmas decorations, Lupin and Snape come across something interesting.
Challenge: adventdrabbles Prompt #17: Candy Canes
Word Count: 383
Genre: Alternate Universe; EWE; Slash; Adventure; Romance
Warnings: none
A/N: Ta-da! What a yummy prompt!

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16 December 2010





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As Harry and Draco sobered up, Severus left Remus to watch over them. He slipped through his bedroom door, closing it behind him with a sigh. Resting against the thick oak, Severus closed his eyes and remembered Remus’ kisses, drawing strength from the memories—and the tingles coming alive under his skin. He sighed and wriggled his bare feet, musing on the rapt look Remus had given them as he’d stalked all around his living room. “Best find my other socks,” he muttered.

A burst of laughter came through the door and Severus wondered if it might be directed at him—for just the barest of instants—then he shook the thought out of his head. “Lupin is courting me, thus, the laughter is not directed at me,” he said aloud.

He pulled open a drawer, wincing at the holiday-themed socks Albus had pressed on him over the years. Finally, he pulled out a pair of deep black socks with relatively tasteful crossed candy cane wands embroidered around the toes and band. Next, another pair of boots, similar to his wet ones went on his feet and Severus sighed again. “Ahh,” he breathed out. “Nothing like a warm pair of socks and a stout pair of boots to make a man feel like a man.”

Knock, knock.

“Yes, yes. I’m coming.” Severus pulled the door open as Remus raised his hand to knock once more. His changeable eyes flickered down and Severus fancied he could see a hint of sadness at his covered feet cross Remus’ face. Interesting, he thought to himself, Good to know we have something else in common.

Remus rocked back on his heels. “The hot chocolate's come, Severus. Care to join me?” Remus asked with a smile. “We can torture Harry and Draco as they sober up…”

Smirking, Severus nodded, glanced over Remus’ shoulder and saw that young wizards were sharing his smoking chair now. He reached forward, put his finger under Remus’ chin and guided the man forward for a swift kiss. He murmured against Remus’ lips as he pulled away, “I’d rather suck you like a candy cane, but I’ll make do.”

Remus nodded, his eyes unfocused as the image played behind them.

“Now I’m ready.” Severus turned Remus around and pushed him toward the living room.

18 December 2010

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