lore (lore) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2010-08-09 04:13:00 |
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Entry tags: | chat: drabble night, drabbles, fic: g-r, prompt: fantasy fest 2010 |
Fantasy Fest drabble: "Life is a Compromise" + Chat drabbles
Title: Life is a Compromise
Author: lore
Rating: G to R
Pairing(s)/character(s): Harry, Teddy, Eileen, Tobias, Tom and Albus all get mentions.
Challenge: Fantasy Fest: dd17. Remus convincing Severus to help host a party. Can be an adult or children's party. Humor please :)
Summary: Severus gets the better end of the deal + other chat drabble fancies
Disclaimer: I borrow them from JKR and put them away wet just to annoy her.
Warnings: sex toys, sticky toddlers, flying
Notes: Various word counts, but nothing more than around 300. The whole group is less than 1000 words. Even I liked some of my drabbles, which is saying something. Thanks for the great ideas and fun, chatters! Concrit and comments of any sort are welcome.
Life is a Compromise
At the market, Remus was bent over the produce when he gasped and jumped back as if a celery had bit him. There was the same startle and shudder at the liquor store, and Remus was relieved that he'd managed not to moan until Honeydukes.
By the time he collapsed onto a kitchen chair, bags falling all around him, Remus was panting loudly. "There. Satisfied?"
Severus held a small device aloft, watching Remus with a predatory gleam in his eyes. "No, but I will be. And then shall cook for Potter's ruddy birthday party." His thumb shifted forward on the device and Remus' entire body shook. It wasn't until moments later, his lover's eyes rolling back into his head, that Severus released the remote-controlled anal plug, adjusted by magic to nestle against Remus' prostate. Severus heard a deep growl just before he was simultaneously tackled and Apparated, landing heavily in the bed with Remus tearing off his clothes.
Sometime during their frenzied lovemaking, Severus made a mental note of allowing Remus to convince him to help with party-planning again as long as Remus was willing to promise him "anything".
honeydripper prompt: Oranges
The first time Severus really noticed Remus, he was sitting in the grass, peeling an orange. The sweetly acrid tang reached Severus' nose, which was pointed firmly down into his potions book. He looked up, searching out the source of the distracting smell and his eyes landed on Remus' tawny hair glowing in the bright autumn sun.
Remus' tanned fingers moved nimbly over the orb, stripping away the rind and white strands that were sour to taste but oh-so-useful in scouring solutions. When Remus finished, he pried one perfect slice from the whole, placing the entire piece in his mouth (so as not to lose a single drop of golden juice, Severus was sure of it). Remus' eyes closed and one corner of his mouth quirked in pleasure, his throat working to swallow the treat slowly.
Eleven-year-old Severus felt the bottom drop out of his stomach, only the cramp continued to move further down to regions he'd never felt stir before. He knew the scent of oranges had forever been imprinted on him, but in what ways, he didn't know how, just yet.
ellid prompt: Crown Jewels
Rust stained the joints and time had dulled the polished glass of Eileen Prince's only jewelry set, but they might as well have been the Crown Jewels to Severus. Remus watched as his lover charmed away the imperfections for another year and carefully put them away to deteriorate all over again. He never tried to deter Severus, though, because he knew this ritual always took place on Eileen's birthday. It was Severus' way of remembering the mother he'd loved.
Remus didn't know Tobias' birthday.
karasu_hime prompt: Warm
"It's warm," Remus said as he held the smooth, brown egg in his hand. Severus was reaching under softly cooing chickens in the cool light of dawn. They gathered before their lone rooster could crow, shattering the precious silence. Teddy and Brianna would wake soon, filling their days with uproarious laughter and tears and all the noise that comes in between.
"It is," Severus murmured. Remus felt slender and surprisingly warm fingers resting on his forearm.
karasu_hime prompt: Prominent Hipbone
Remus pushed down as Severus writhed, frowning at the sharpness of too-prominent hipbones. Severus wore the ravages of the war on skin tight over bones and a line between his brows that never went away, even in orgasm.
An impatient thrust quickly wiped his dark look away, and Remus bent his head toward far more pleasant places as he lapped up the length of Severus' cock once more.
silenceberry prompt: Up in the Clouds
Severus didn't dwell on his hatred of Tom Riddle or Albus Dumbledore. He didn't poke at old mental wounds like wind through graying pants and the gleam of saliva on the fang of a lover. Instead, soaring ever higher and slowing to drift into cool mist, Severus relaxed, his mind blissfully blank. A gift from a monster granted Severus his only peace, free from all responsibilities while floating among the clouds.
lore prompt: Candy/Sweets
"Severus!"
Remus plopped the sticky toddler on the kitchen counter and turned to stare daggers at Severus as he rounded the corner. "I thought I told you that sweets were off-limits?"
Teddy's mouth was rimmed with thick, lime-green goo while his fingers wiggled and grabbed for Remus' white shirt. They stuck together until Remus gently pulled Teddy free, two perfect handprints in purple taffy staining the button-down.
"Brilliant," he muttered, shooting Severus another withering glare.
While Remus brushed at the gluey mess, Teddy met Severus' gaze over his father's shoulder, the boy's merry eyes suddenly gleaming with a sly, knowing look.
Severus decided Remus' wrath was worth the uninterrupted afternoon, brewing in his workroom.
love, lore