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Title: Hint of Lemon
Author: JayKay
Exerpt:
Dropping his wand, he grabbed the wolf's ears and yanked the huge, furry head up, forcing it to meet his eyes. "I am *not* going to play concubine to a werewolf, Lupin. I don't know what the bloody hell has got into you, but this has got to stop *now*."
But the sheer desperation in the wolf's eyes told Snape that this sudden surge in its libido wasn't under its control. Something was working on it, strengthening its sex drive, urging it to mate.
A fierce scowl creased Snape's features as he struggled to keep the wolf from burying its muzzle in his lap again and to think what might be causing this. As far as he knew, there weren't certain moons that affected werewolves more than any others, certainly not in this way. He'd never heard of rampant lust being a side-effect of lycanthropy. That left only one other option.
The potion.
"Snape, you incompetent fool," he muttered.
Of *course*! Why hadn't he thought of that before? The lemon was to blame. The acidic citrus caused a chemical reaction, turning the potion into an aphrodisiac as well. He'd inadvertently made Lupin horny as hell, and Lupin had -- perhaps instinctively, perhaps because he had nowhere else to turn -- come to him for relief.
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Author: JayKay
Exerpt:
Dropping his wand, he grabbed the wolf's ears and yanked the huge, furry head up, forcing it to meet his eyes. "I am *not* going to play concubine to a werewolf, Lupin. I don't know what the bloody hell has got into you, but this has got to stop *now*."
But the sheer desperation in the wolf's eyes told Snape that this sudden surge in its libido wasn't under its control. Something was working on it, strengthening its sex drive, urging it to mate.
A fierce scowl creased Snape's features as he struggled to keep the wolf from burying its muzzle in his lap again and to think what might be causing this. As far as he knew, there weren't certain moons that affected werewolves more than any others, certainly not in this way. He'd never heard of rampant lust being a side-effect of lycanthropy. That left only one other option.
The potion.
"Snape, you incompetent fool," he muttered.
Of *course*! Why hadn't he thought of that before? The lemon was to blame. The acidic citrus caused a chemical reaction, turning the potion into an aphrodisiac as well. He'd inadvertently made Lupin horny as hell, and Lupin had -- perhaps instinctively, perhaps because he had nowhere else to turn -- come to him for relief.
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