snupin_mods (snupin_mods) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2010-06-25 23:54:00 |
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Snupin Remix: Story Gift for Snapealina
Title: Room For Two (The Funky Futon Remix)
Author: All Remixed Up
Rating: R
Disclaimer: If they were mine, I'd treat them better than she did.
Summary: Sex and Seduction - not necessarily in that order.
Notes: ~1200 words. Remixed from The Sleepover by snapealina. Much thanks to E for last-minute quarterbacking and making this more readable.
"Ow! Put away the canines, wolf," Severus protested as Remus' teeth scraped against his lips. Remus did his best as they continued to devour one another with frenzied kisses, but he couldn't help grinning. In Severus' bed, wrapped around one another, kissing -- finally -- had been his fondest wish for months and now it was finally coming true.
Endless weeks of chess and firewhisky spent watching Severus for a sign of returned interest, until finally, tonight, Severus had plied Remus with just a bit too much alcohol. He had asked to play one more game at the exact time when Remus normally would have left for the night. Remus' glass had been topped off again and again, and Severus lingered over the game, his strategy so confusing that they ended in a draw well past the time when decent folk succumbed to slumber. Just as his head had begun to swim, Remus had caught on to Severus' intent. He had acted increasingly drunk even as his mind cleared, quietly banishing fractions of his whisky when Severus was studying the chessboard.
It hadn't taken much convincing, of course, to get Severus to offer Remus his couch. When Severus emerged from the loo in nothing but boxers, Remus knew he hadn't been misinterpreting Severus' intentions. There was no way the notoriously private and buttoned-up Severus Snape was going to let himself be seen mostly naked -- unless he had intended it.
After a somewhat noisy, and expected, adventure attempting to sleep in the parlour, Severus had ordered Remus into his bed. With the lights out and the temperature near zero in Severus' room, it hadn't taken Remus long to inch closer to Severus, claiming to be seeking warmth. Severus' breath had quickened in anticipation and, beaming with joy, Remus had pounced. At first, Severus feigned surprise, stiffening and protesting, but then relaxed as Remus had lavished him with kisses.
*****
Now they were past pretending, Remus jerking into Severus' body with far less finesse than he would have preferred. Severus didn't appear to mind, though; he was gasping, and thrusting with his hips, his long fingers wrapped around Remus' sweaty arms for support.
"Lupin, ah, Remus, can't get you deep enough-" Severus dug his nails into Remus' arm, making Remus growl and shake his head, Severus' words exciting him more than he'd thought possible while actually having sex. With an ironically shallow twist of his hips, Remus found the angle that made Severus warble incoherently as they moved. It didn't take long after that for Severus' control to unravel and Remus to follow. They collapsed in a tangled, wet heap on the bed. Remus panted even as he smiled, noting that the bedroom had warmed from its previous state as an ice box. He leaned over and began nuzzling and kissing Severus' face, trying to imprint the taste of this moment forever.
He was about to summon his wand for light and cleaning up when Severus spoke, sending a chill down Remus' spine that had nothing to do with the room temperature.
"Well, this was certainly unexpected."
After a few horrified moments, Remus went ahead with his plan for his wand and light. Severus blinked owlishly up at him until the look on Remus' face sank in. He sat up stiffly, pulling the sheet to his chest. The sight of Severus acting like a maiden caught out would have been amusing if Remus had not been so aware of how they appeared.
It was best not to jump to conclusions. Remus consciously relaxed, wanting to reassure Severus that his efforts in landing them there were welcome.
"It can't be that unexpected. You did everything you could to get us together tonight, and I appreciate it." Remus reached out and laid his hand on Severus' thigh. "I've been wanting you for ages, and I didn't think you would ever notice."
Severus stared down at Remus' hand, a perplexed expression quickly becoming hard. "I did no such thing! You were the one who drank too much. You said you couldn't Apparate!"
Remus felt a sick twist in his gut. He slowly let his hand fall to the side. "That endless game, the sofa and chair throwing me off, the blanket and pillow suffocating me -- you wouldn't let my glass go empty!"
"I was trying to finish the bottle! It was getting stale!"
"You ordered me to your bed!"
"You were making a racket down there! I couldn't sleep."
"The boxers...." Remus' heart sank as he realised that Severus had a logical explanation for everything he had taken for seduction. "The room was freezing," he said meekly.
"My nightshirts have all gone missing and I assure you, the furnace is lit," Severus said. He had opened his mouth to speak again when his third dresser drawer popped open with a loud scraping noise.
Remus and Severus exchanged glances before rolling out of either side of the bed, wands at the ready. They approached the dresser slowly, but all Remus could see was a drawer full of nightshirts.
"What- They weren't there when I went to bed," Severus protested at Remus' raised eyebrow. There was a loud thump outside the closed bedroom door, and the room became shivering cold again. This time, they remained across the room, not wanting to get too close to whatever might be waiting in the hall.
Severus charmed the door to fly open, but instead of startling an intruder, a floor lamp and chair from the parlour leaned into the room. All the drawers in Severus' dresser opened as well, ejecting several dozen nightshirts into the air. The lamp began turning on and off, picture frames clapped and flipped on the wall, and the chair appeared to dance, hopping to balance on one leg, then another. They could hear the sounds of other furniture sliding and rumbling both up and downstairs, and the blanket and pillow Remus had used launched themselves from the landing into his face, suffocating him as they had earlier. Finally, the steel frame of Severus' bed gave a massive shudder, banging into the wall as the legs dug cuts into the hardwood floor, the loudest noise of all.
The house went still.
Severus turned to Remus, now free of bedding, and they stared at one another, Remus naked and Severus still gripping the sheet with one hand.
"I suppose the chess pieces were rearranging themselves as well."
Remus stepped in close to Severus and laid a hand against his stubbled cheek. "Your house wants us together, Severus."
Severus dropped the sheet, nodding, and moved into Remus, their arms coming up to hold each other. "For once, I am in perfect accord with my surroundings," he said, lifting his face with a smirk that just begged Remus to kiss it away.
End