|nimrod_9 (nimrod_9) wrote in hp_may_madness,|
@ 2012-05-04 16:15:00
Title: Fanged Frisbees for the Win
Word Count: 1,349
Warnings: unbeta'd, shower sex
Challenge: Day 4 – amazing race
The team building exercise was in its second day. They'd raced on brooms, on bicycles (Merlin only knew where those had come from); they'd solved puzzles, cooked eggs on hot rocks, swum in Black Lake and done water ballet with the Giant Squid and now they were slogging through a muddy bog that had been the Quidditch Pitch. The team building part, well, they had done it all with a partner and the winners would be exempt from chaperoning the Hogsmeade weekends for the first term. Severus really wanted to win.
He glanced over his shoulder at his assigned partner who apparently had learned to traverse the countryside from a snail.
"Lupin, I know the wolf has seen mud before! Get your hairy arse moving or you won't be touching mine for a month!"
Severus' hands moved to cover his mouth, but the words were already out. He imagined he heard Minerva whoop and he looked at the others slogging through the mud. It was obvious that Filius was the one who had lost that wager. Severus kept his knees moving as he attempted not to think about which part of his statement the bet had been about. Naturally it niggled at his brain. He wondered if it had been that he and Remus were together in some fashion or that fact that he just admitted that he bottomed to the cursed werewolf. The second part was easily explained, Remus' prick was huge, really huge and Severus was practically drooling just thinking about it.
Three more trips back through the mud and their stack of fanged Frisbees was complete. They stood panting as they waited for the others to finish.
"So…What do you think won Minerva that bet?" Remus asked casually.
"Shut up, Lupin."
Finally, everyone was muddy and assembled at the finish.
"Well done! Well done everyone. It was an amazing race. I hope the two days was well spent in building our team." Minerva clapped her hands.
"Because war didn't do it." Severus muttered.
"Excuse me, Severus. Did you say something?"
"Of course not, Minerva. I simply had a bit of turf in my mouth."
Minerva smirked. "So after tallying the time for all the contests the winners are Professors Lupin and Snape. Take a bow boys."
Remus bent at the waist and then straightened to give a kingly wave. Severus glared suspiciously at the others.
"Sure they win and they get to shag." Filius murmured.
"Sore loser, Filius?" Minerva asked with a smirk on her lips.
"Of course not. I enjoy the time in Hogsmeade."
"Everyone please assemble in the staffroom dining room for a professor style welcome feast at six. Alcohol will be served in excess. Last one standing wins!" Minerva grinned. "You may want to clean up before hand."
The mud soaked staff trudged toward the castle.
"Your shower or mine?" Remus whispered.
"Shut up!" Severus hissed.
Remus reached out his hand and curled his fingers around Severus'. "They already know.'
Remus grinned. "I can make it worth your while." He said in a low tone.
"That's the idea."
"My quarters, ten minutes, be discreet." Severus took the castle steps two at a time and disappeared inside.
Severus hadn't even unbuttoned his clothing when Remus was at the door. "I told you ten minutes…besides you're filthy."
Remus slipped into the room. "So are you. We can fix that. To the loo." Remus pointed.
"Don't go all alpha wolf on me and don't get mud on the rug!"
Remus bent and took a light nip of Severus' neck.
"Stop! I'm hot, sweaty and dirty!"
Remus grinned. "Oh, I know. You're always hot and frequently dirty and if I'm lucky we're both sweaty."
Severus groaned. "Really, Lupin."
"Ok. We'll get cleaned up. First one in the shower gets to choose the temperature." Remus sprinted to the bath.
"Not fair. You don't have all these buttons."
Remus' jumper and shoes were already off. He turned on the water and hopped within a minute. The dirt ran in rivulets down his arms. He grabbed his prick. "Look what I have, Severus."
"Damned!" Severus struggled to get his clothes off. He wanted that.
Remus took the soap from the shelf. "I like this glycerin shop you have." He put it to his nose. "Mmmm rosemary, smells like were outdoors." He lathered his hands and ran them over his body.
"You're not helping."
Remus continued to soap himself finally he settled on stricktly stroking his prick.
Finally, Severus' boots were of and he shoved his trousers and pants down together. If he could only get them over his feet. He could see Remus' prick growing in his slick hands. With a triumphant grunt he stumbled into the shower. He reached greedily for Remus' hard prick.
"No, let's get you clean." Remus said as he lathered his hands again.
Severus looked longingly what he was being denied.
"Don't worry, it will still be here when you're mud-free."
Remus' hands caressed and cleaned. Severus shuddered at the kisses and nips in odd places. Warm muscular hands cupped his arse cheeks and one slid between, Severus pushed back against it.
"We're cleaning here, Severus."
"No, you are teasing."
Remus reached his and around and roughly fondled Severus' hard cock. "Nope, I was cleaning, that was teasing."
"In a minute. I have to finish you legs."
Remus lathered the firm thighs and his fingers reached between and fondled the heavy balls between.
"Those aren't legs…."
Remus gave them a small final squeeze and then worked his way down the pale legs. When he stood up he soaped his cock and pressed it between Severus arse cheeks as he took the other man's cock in hand and pulled it. They rocked together as they imitated and for Severus' part imagined being fucked. He groaned and after a few moments bent forward holding himself with one arm against the shower wall.
Remus let his prick slide down and slip between the milky thighs so he could slide back and forth as he let head of his prick bump into the swinging balls.
"I'm bent over, Lupin. That is a hint."
"I like my prick right where it is and I love pulling on yours."
Remus upped the pace.
Severus was panted. "All I have been able think about since that verbal slip in the bloody, muddy field is you inside me."
"Good to know." Remus kept to his pace.
"Put the knowledge to some use man!" Severus demanded which was followed by a quick whimper as his throbbing prick bobbed free in the air.
"Sorry, Severus but I need a little help getting into your gorgeous,s tight arse." He cast a quick preparation spell and covered his cock in the glycerin lather before slowly pushing into Severus.
Severus pushed back, hard. "Get your hand back here."
"Patience, Severus just a little bit more."
Severus let out a painful sounding groan as Remus' prick slid over his prostate. "If you don't put your hand back on me I'm going to cream this wall completely untouched like a randy, undisciplined adolescent."
Remus growled in his ear. "I'd love to see that."
Severus shook slightly and Remus' fingers wrapped around his prick again. Suddenly, Remus was pounding into him and tugging at his prick with fierce abandon.
"Too fast. I'll come." He gritted between his teeth.
"We’ll just do it again." Remus whispered into his hair.
His ball drew up tight; a stiff breeze would send him over the edge. Remus' prick pushed against his prostate and held. He could feel the cock inside him get impossibly bigger and then he let out a wail as his prick erupted. When he finished he could feel Remus' prick pulsing inside of him. Finally, Remus wrapped his arms around him and another few moment later slid out.
"Guess I should clean up that mess." Remus stated as he got down on all fours to lick what was left of the cream on the cool, gray tile.
Severus groaned. "Lupin, if you keep that up we'll never get out of this shower."
Remus scooped up the last bit with his finger and sucked it into his mouth. "How is that a bad plan, Severus?" He leaned forward to lap at the already hardening cock.