nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in hp_may_madness, @ 2012-05-06 11:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | #madness2012, author: nimrod_9, kink: dirty talk |
Day 6, Set Up, Again Part 1, Remus/Severus
Title: Set Up, Again Part 1
Pairing: Lupin/Snape
Word Count: 871
Rating: R ish
Warnings: Unbeta’d, no actual sex just some dirty thoughts/talk
Challenge: Day 6 – but who’s counting!?
A/N: A two parter I think!
“Ah, it’s you again.”
“Apparently.” Severus slid into the opposite side of the booth.
“Why do they keep trying to fix us up and why do we let them?” Remus sighed. He waved at Tom to bring another drink. “Firewhisky all right?”
“Yes. As for why we let them blackmail and badgering mainly.” Severus took the drink from the server.
“So what did she have on you?”
“Lupin, that’s the point of blackmail you don’t want anyone else to find out what you’ve done.”
“So this makes what…four times?” Remus mused. “I don’t suppose the first time actually counted you never even sat down.”
“Gay Death Eater walks into a bar to find he’s been set up with a straight man. Of course, I turned around.”
“I’m not straight.” Remus said to his glass.
“Thank you for forwarding the newspaper clippings. I missed that particular drama whilst in a medically induced coma which by the way does have certain advantages.”
“Shall we order?”
“I don’t see why not its suppertime and we’re here.”
They both ordered the fish and chips and chatted about very mundane things. When the opportunity for pudding presented itself Remus jumped at the chance.
“I’d like the apple dumpling with a scoop of vanilla ice cream.” He licked in lips in anticipation.
“Ice cream as well?!” Severus shook his headl.
“Try it! You might like it.”
“Very well. I’ll have the same.”
The afters were delivered almost immediately and Remus tucked in. Severus did everything he could not to groan as the werewolf licked lasciviously at his spoon to get every last bit of creamy portion of the dessert. He shifted in his seat slightly to accommodate his burgeoning erection and then began to eat as well. Remus was far too into his pudding, licking, soft moans, not so soft groans. After a while Severus kept his eyes trained to his own plate. Moments later he saw the flaw in that plan. The ice cream was melting in a trail that looks as some had just come all over his plate. Granted only a pervert would see it, but there it was. Worst yet, his trouser buttons were in danger of popping and he wanted to drop his face into his plate a lick. He had also just learned that it was a rookie mistake not to wank before a date even when you were forty.
“So why do you think Minerva, Hermione, Harry, and Neville keep trying to get us together?” Remus asked as he picked at the pastry around the apple.
Severus shrugged. “I’ve never understood Gryffindors; I don’t believe I ever will.
“I suppose it’s our age plus we have a couple wars in common.” Remus mused. “Truth be told I always wondered what you’d be like in bed.”
Severus nearly choked on a piece of apple or perhaps a sultana. “What?!”
“I mean you’re so buttoned up, but that doesn’t really mean anything and then there’s your nose. You know what they say about the size of a man’s nose and the correlation to…”
“You’ve thought about my prick.” Which swelled even further as he spoke.
“Of course. You’re a striking, intelligent man. Why wouldn’t I think about it?”
“You’ve never indicated anything like that.”
Remus smiled wryly. “I’d like to keep my own prick and balls attached thank you very much.”
If he’d been told that under other circumstances, he probably would have hexed the man since he undoubtedly would have seen it as some sort of prank. “And you thought it was safe now?” Severus squeezed his cock under the table.
“Well, we are in public and have been on three dates even if they weren’t exactly of our own choosing. And, of course, you have never given me any indication however….”
Severus put a hand up. “I’m about to pop the buttons on my trousers from watching you suck on your ice cream spoon.” He hissed. “That would be an indication.” Granted the werewolf couldn’t see that but, really.
Remus leaned back against the bench. “Thank Merln! You were watching your ice cream melt so intently I thought you were going to bend down and lick the plate. All I could think about was spreading it all over your prick and sucking it off of you.”
Severus looked warily across the table. The first move was never easy.
Remus eyes blazing amber as he asked. “Would you like to…”
Severus nodded quickly. He was a bit worried about the uncomfortable walk to the floo and the obviousness if anyone thought to look at his trousers, but it was of little matter. Remus was placing coins on the table when another thought came to him. What if the werewolf was an alpha? Severus reached across the table and grasped the man’s wrist. “I don’t always bottom.” He stated quietly but firmly.
Remus smiled. “I don’t always top.”