AN: previously posted to my ij. for </a></font></strong></a>blpaintchart because I cheated on her movie meme. All I’m going to say is that Captain/Admiral James T. Kirk would have made a fine Slytherin.
Severus put his hands out in front of him, as he was roughly pushed against the wall. He hissed as they hit. Remus wasn’t supposed to be home yet. There was a voice growling in his ear.
“You cheated”
“I did not cheat. You were simply out maneuvered by a Slytherin.”
“You cheated. You changed the rules.”
“I did not change the rules I just added additional options.”
Kicking Severus’ feet further apart Remus growled again. “You need to be punished.”
“I should not be punished for being more clever than a Gryffindor.”
“And I am not one of your house brethren to be schemed against.”
Severus felt all the clothes below his waist vanish along with his coat. A new spell. Lupin better not have lost the buttons. He resisted the urge to wiggle his arse. With luck, he knewwhat came next. Severus felt Remus draw a hard leather object across his arse cheeks, just below his shirt. The werewolf wouldn’t fuck him with a whip handle, would he?
“Bend over a bit more. I need more of your arse.”
“If you want to see my arse, just remove my shirt.”
Remus roughly pulled Severus’ hips back against his own, bending Severus into position.
Severus could feel the hard length of Remus’ cock against his arse. The whip handle was then drawn down his cleft. Severus knew his was wiggling.
“You will be punished two extra strokes. One for your cheek and one for that wiggle.”
Severus cock was, already, half hard. He heard the crack of the whip, and his cock jumped. It was the slight sting of the cat-o-nine-tails he felt. The blood was filling his cock at a rapid rate as Remus counted *two*. The third had him hard enough; his cock could be used as a flagpole. By the fifth, he was harder than he’d been in the last ten years.
Remus ran his hand over Severus’ arse in a soothing gesture, faint pink lines covering the pale globes. “Last two.”
After the sixth Severus was glad of his age or he’d have already come all over the wall. Before the seventh, Remus whispered a preparatory spell. Severus felt his balls tighten just as the tails struck. Miraculously he didn’t come. He felt Remus’ cock press against his opening. Thank, Merlin. A cock and a bit of handwork was just what he needed.
Remus started to enter him slowly, when Severus pressed back. He could feel the bite of Remus’ nails against his hips, holding him in place. Severus trembled then whimpered.
Remus’ voice was rough and low when he spoke. “Will you be cheating again?”
Oh, Circe YES if it means unleashing the wolf. “I will not be cheating again.” At least not about our first anniversary gift remained unspoken.
Remus, finally, slid all the way in. Severus groaned. Remus set the pace fast and hard, Severus didn’t have to wait long for a warm, rough hand to surround his cock. It was his undoing, of course, as he splashed rope after rope of thick white cream across the wall. Remus followed shortly, fairly howling as he climaxed.
Warm arms encircled Severus, and gentle kisses were planted across his shoulder.
“I wanted it to be a surprise.” Remus lamented.
“I wanted to be certain my gift to you was unique.”
Remus chucked throatily. “Whatever it is, it’s from you. How could it be anything but?”