Author:bonfoi Rating: NC17 Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape Summary: Remus and Severus can't keep their hands off each other and strange things are happening in other parts of the Wizarding World. Challenge:hp_may_madness’s Kink 13: Food smut | Prompt: Flush Word Count: 1,505 Genre: Alternate Universe; Missing Scenes; PWP; Grey!fic Warnings: Swearing; Sex Magic; Sex Toys; Orgasm Delay/Denial A/N: Time to start gathering up the loose ends, yeah? All characters are of age.
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Remus knocked peremptorily on the wall, startling a figure that looked remarkably like Sirius Black snogging Little Bo Peep.
"Hello there, wizard," Bo squeaked out as she straightened her shepherdess costume.
Smirking, the tall, dark-haired man turned to face Remus. He wiped his mouth and thanked Bo Peep...and laughed at Remus' gobsmacked look.
"Hi, Moony. Surprised to see me?" Sirius rocked back and forth on his heels, one hand sweeping out to fondle Bo Peep's behind. She swatted at him and flushed in mortification.
"I'm not that kind of girl, mister!" she hissed and turned away, her three lambs butting their heads into Sirius' thigh as they gambolled in her wake.
"So...Snape, huh?" Sirius asked with a laugh. He sat down on a convenient stump and crossed his ankles and arms.
"Since when do you have a portrait?" Remus asked bemusedly.
"Oh, Moony. Honestly." Sirius shook his head. "Snape's much quicker on the uptake."
"Honestly, yourself, you dead prat!" Remus growled.
"Fine. You need to find Snape and go to the Ministry, to the room with the Veil. There's a warm wind blowing out of the Veil and it's brought something with it." Sirius leaned forward. "It might just help Harry."
Remus shook his head, searching through the words for a lie and not finding one. "You'll be here when we return?"
Sirius laughed his barking, rolling laugh. "Oh, yeah. I heard some lovely stories about Great Aunt Helga and I wanted to introduce myself." Remus rolled his eyes and turned smartly on his heel, then he turned back.
"I need you to a message to her, then. Tell her to ready the house for a special event in the next few days. There will be some guests of significance, and some teenagers, too. I'll find her later." Remus hurried away as Sirius stood up and stuck his hands into the back pockets of his denims.
"Hurry, Moony, and hurry back..."
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"Severus!"
Severus let the door close behind him as he turned at the sound of his name. "I was just coming to get you."
"Sirius—"
"Yes, Black is wandering around my paintings searching for my great aunt and trying to seduce anything that moves. I know." Severus leaned close and let Remus kiss his cheek.
"How are you?" he asked softly.
"My cock is ready to explode." Remus wrapped his arms around Severus and nuzzled into the fine dark hair. "How are you?"
"Filled, but incomplete." Severus turned his head and pressed his lips to Remus'.
"We'll need to do something about this," Remus groaned, his hips rolling against Severus' hip.
"Before or after visiting the Ministry of Magic under Polyjuice?" Severus murmured, his concentration fraying at the stimulation.
"Who shall we be? Tinker, tailor, solider, spy..."
"John LeCarre? A man of knowledge. I knew there was something more than your body that attracted me." Severus stepped back. "Come with me and we'll take our doses and take the edge off before we storm the ministry."
"You haven't told me who we're going to be," Remus said.
"We're going to be ghosts," Severus replied and pulled Remus after him.
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"Hermione, is Ginny looking more, um, ah, sexy to you?" Harry asked. He gave a widdershins flourish to his casting and watched in satisfaction when the house-elf head separated from the plaque on the wall.
Hermione looked up from her research, a couple of quills stuck in her messy bun. "Now that I think on it, perhaps. I mean..." her words faded away as she began calculating something in her head. Harry cast another removal charm, trying to repeat his widdershins twist once more.
"You're right!" Harry's spell went off-course and they both cringed at the sharp odour of burned house-elf head.
"Harry, look at me. Can you keep your hands off me?" Hermione stood up.
Harry shoved his wand into his back pocket and turned around. He took an involuntary step toward Hermione. "Ah, I don't think so." He rubbed his hands on his denims. "My palms are sweating."
"Mine too," Hermione whispered as she reached toward Harry.
"Is something wrong, Hermione?" Harry asked as he pulled her against his body.
"No, Harry, I think things are finally going right," she breathed against his lips.
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"You said we're going to be ghosts?" Remus followed Severus into his bedroom, fingers fumbling with the buttons on his vest and then shirt as Severus just ran the tip of his wand up the endless buttons and his robes and clothes parted.
"Yes. We're going to be Founders." Severus shrugged out of his robes and then slowly toed off his half-boots and then shimmied out of his trousers. He turned around and showed Remus that the butt plug was still inside him by bending over the bed.
"I've changed my mind. I want you now and then we'll drink the damned Polyjuice. I can't think straight anymore," Severus ground out.
Remus tugged at his trousers and tore the button off his placket as he finally stopped his fingers from trembling. "Oh, Merlin, you are wicked," he breathed out. His trousers slithered down his legs and almost tripped him when he took a step toward Severus.
"Take your damned pants off, too, you dunderhead," Severus said in a silky voice. He looked over his shoulder and Remus' breath stopped. Severus' eyes were dark, shining pearls in his flushed face.
"You look good enough to eat," Remus gasped out as he finally got naked. "Brand! Bring me a bowl of whipped cream and some chocolate!" Remus suddenly shouted. The house-elf popped in with a covered platter, set in on the floor near Severus' bed and popped out, all without a word.
"He's very well-trained, isn't he?" Severus quipped. Then he yelped as whipped cream plopped onto the middle of his back. He started moaning when Remus licked and smoothed the cream into his skin. Then he whimpered as Remus worked the butt plug out.
Soon, Severus was sticky, and turned on to such a feverish pitch that he was babbling. "Fill me up, damn you! I need you now, Remus, now!"
Remus chuckled against Severus' back, two fingers scissoring and twisting inside Severus' arse, brushing every so often across the man's prostate. "Stop teasing, Lupin!" Severus whined.
"Are you certain, Severus?" Remus growled into Severus' ear.
"Yes!"
"Then say the magic word and remove my cock ring," Remus whispered.
"Open Sesame." Remus gasped as the ring loosened and then turned into mist.
Legs shaking, Remus pushed inside Severus carefully, his fingers pressing into Severus' skin so hard there would bruises later. "Oh, gods....so good..."
They moved in counterpoint for a moment, both of them too sensitive from their constraints, then they found their rhythm and the sound of slapping skin, moans and pleas, and grunts. Remus flung out one hand and summoned a bar of chocolate and set it between his body and Severus', the heat and friction melting it between them.
"Not a cake, Remus," Severus moaned as he stiffened and his muscles clamped down on Remus' cock.
"You're my dessert, love," Remus whined. He plunged into Severus' grasping heat and then came with a shout. "Mine!"
Severus moved just out of the wet spot and shivered as Remus disengaged gently and then set about licking at the chocolate they'd melted. He turned his head and chuckled tiredly. "Need something for energy?"
Remus smiled against Severus' back and took a few licks before answering. "If I'm going to be a ghost I'll need all the help I can get."
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"What more do you want to know, Potter?" Rodolphus whined.
James tied the jute twine around Rodolphus' cock and bollocks with a feral grin. "I want to know who needs killing, Lestrange. Starting with your wife."
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"Alecto!" Amycus shouted.
"Here!
"Can you see anything?"
They were wandering in the Forbidden Forest after being chased from Hogwarts Castle by Peeves the Poltergeist.
"It's bloody dark out here!"
"Shut yer gob, you big girl's blouse," Alecto hissed. "There's things'll eat us if they hear you."
Something large crashed through the underbrush, making the siblings jump and shriek. "Amycus! Stop shootin' off Stunners, you prat!"
"I thought I saw a monster!" Something roared nearby and suddenly Amycus was draped over his sister. "Did ye see it? Did ye?!" he shouted. He shook her so hard that her spells were striking the trees around them.
"Will you stop it, you idjit!" She put her wand up over her shoulder and cast Incarcerous on Amycus. He slid off her with a grunt.
"This forest is not for the likes of you," a gravelly voice said from the darkness.
"Who's there?" Alecto shouted. When two centaurs slowly ambled out into the faint light, she began swearing. "Bloody Hogwarts! At least yer not a werewolf."
"If it is written in the stars you will meet one soon." One of the centaurs notched an arrow and gestured toward the darkness behind them. Alecto gave an outraged scream and furiously began casting hexes.
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