nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in hp_may_madness, @ 2012-05-03 16:52:00 |
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Title: The Daily Prophet Crossword Puzzle
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Word Count: 1,132
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: unbeta'd,
Challenge: Day 3 – first time
Severus sat down in his favorite chair at the long wooden table in the staff lounge. He spread out the Daily Prophet, open to the only page worth looking at, in his not so humble opinion. The crossword puzzle was currently blank. After tea and before supper this was what he did every day; Dark Lord permitting.
One across, not so easy. He heard the door open and he looked up. Remus Lupin with walked to the opposite side of the table and put down a huge tome.
"Afternoon, Severus."
Severus nodded and went back to his puzzle. He tapped his lip with the end of his quill. Lupin had shed his outer robe, sat back down and opened his book. Severus quickly wrote in the next few words. Thirteen across had him puzzled. Lupin stood up and took of his jacket. Another few answers and a few more puzzlements, when next Severus looked up the werewolf was in just his shirtsleeves.
He hadn't noticed that the room was particularly warm and the full moon wasn’t for another ten days. Odd. Severus tapped the quill to his lips; Remus bent to tie his shoes. The crossword progressed as he finished his first pass through the across clues, now it was time for the downs. One down proved difficult as well. When Severus looked up Lupin was shirtless.
"What are you doing?!" Severus demanded.
"Playing strip crossword." Remus replied calmly.
"That's daft even for a Gryffindor! Put your clothing back on!"
"No. I plan on winning this game." Remus remained calm.
"Lupin, there is no such game. There is strip chess and strip poker and I believe even strip Exploding Snap, but here is no such thing as strip crossword." Severus scowled.
"Of course there is."
"Well…."
"I watch you do the Prophet's crossword puzzle. Every time you put your quill to your lips I take off an item of clothing. Once I lose all my clothes I hope to win."
Severus shook his head. "The idea of the game is to keep the most clothing."
"Not in this game." Remus grinned.
"If you are attempting to seduce me there are other ways."
"Oh, well then please enlighten me." Remus leaned back in his chair; his chest and arms flexed as he did.
"A more traditional approach, you could ask me to dinner."
"I did that. I also asked you to a film, a picnic, a quidditch match, a concert, walks, rides, drives, chess games, card games, and one Star Trek convention. You declined."
"Perhaps you should accept no as the answer." His fingers fairly itched to touch the scarred skin across the table as it flexed and moved with every breath.
Remus grinned. "Oh, Severus. Your mouth says no, but your eyes say yes, yes, yes!"
"They do not!" Severus responded hotly and tapped his quill to his lips.
Remus stood up and took off his trousers.
Severus' mouth went dry as he attempted to drag his eyes away from the trail of fine hair that disappeared into the low slung pants and the prominent bulge in them. His cock stirred. Damned his eyes, he had always wanted to see the werewolf naked. His fantasy to see the man stripped bare as he did unspeakable things all the while Severus urged him on. He tried to work out a strategy for a graceful exit, naturally standing up casually whilst the front of your trousers was about to split open would prove to be tricky. The quill spun in his fingers and the feather tapped his lips.
A sly smile wreathed Remus' face as he slipped off his pants.
"Fuck!" Severus breathed.
"Of course."
It was simply too much. He had wanted this, dreamed about this, given his best effort to talk himself out of this, but the opportunity was here and he wasn't about to waste it. "Ward the door." Severus instructed as he cast a charm on his buttons. He shimmied out of his clothes in record time.
Remus slipped around the table. He trailed his hand down Severus arm. "Mmmmm. Merlin you're hot!"
"Don't be an idiot!"
"I'm not. Your skin is gorgeous and your prick. I can't wait to suck it."
"No! I said fuck. That's what I want." Severus closed his eyes. Had he just said that?
Remus kissed him, wrapped an arm around him and pulled him close. There cocks brushed together and Severus rocked his hips to get more friction. Remus let his hand slip down to the firm buttocks and squeeze, his other hand bringing their cocks together. "Where?" He whispered in Severus' ear.
"Right here."
Remus kissed him again, deeper longer. Their hands touched while their mouths tasted and Remus finally broke off and nipped his shoulder. Severus couldn't contain his shudder. And they were kissing again and panting and thrusting against each other.
"Hurry."
Remus stepped back slightly; Severus knew his eyes were wide and his cock throbbed. With a quiet murmur from Remus, he felt a slick warmth between his cheeks. Strong hands grabbed his hips and lifted him onto the table, the newspaper crackled under him. His legs were spread and Remus' amber eyes locked with his. Severus bit his lip and waited. Remus moved slowly as he entered him. It was both too slow and overwhelming at the same time. He had been without this too long.
Once his was fully seated Remus began a slow rhythm. Severus alternately muttered nonsense and demanded more. The paper shredded under him and Remus grasped his cock pulled it in time with his own thrusts. His legs wrapped around the back of Remus' thighs and the speed of their coupling increased. Lupin had found the spot that drove him mad and he couldn't hold out against the onslaught and his orgasm.
"Coming…" he gulped.
Remus' head bent and his mouth opened. Severus couldn't keep his eyes open to watch. Remus held still for a few moments and then with a couple of quick hard thrusts he shouted something garbled that sounded like 'Severus'.
When his eyes finally opened and he could see his emission dripping from under Remus' chin. Next time he would give him a full face-shot.
Remus smiled. "Next time, Severus?"
Merlin, he had lost control. "Naturally, it makes sense. Two adults trapped in a school of hormonal adolescents. It would be an excellent arrangement."
"Plus, you're already getting hard again." Remus smirked.
"Never mind that. We need to get dressed if we're late for supper Albus will be onto in a heartbeat. Might I suggest we reconvene in your chambers after lights out?"
"If I can't find a way to make you come in your pants at the head table, most certainly." Remus paused. "And even if I can."