Author:bonfoi Rating: G to NC17 Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape Summary: Five times Remus and Severus got to have fun on a Saturday night. Challenge:lupin_snape chat “Drabble” Night Word Count: 281; 333; 385; 329; 309 Genre: Alternate Universe; EWE; Romance Warnings: Shmoop; Bondage; Fluff A/N: After-Thanksgiving “Drabble” Night entries, edited for grammar and spelling. I had a great time, folks! Wonderful exercise for the ‘little grey cells’ as Hercule Poirot would say!
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The rug was worn, but still in good repair. A Persian flying carpet that seen better days and yet, it would look wonderful in their room.
Severus let his lips crinkle slightly, his version of a smile, as the proprietor exchanged his Galleons for Sickles. With his change put away and his purchase slated for Floo delivery, Severus nodded goodbye and stepped out into the busy streets of Diagon Alley.
Remus watched from across the street, his back pressed against the bricks so hard, he could feel each imperfection grating across the tender skin. He squinted as Severus went around the corner leading to Scrivenshaft's and made to follow. The bottle under his arm was Severus’ favorite, some French Bordeaux from Alsace. In his pocket, a ring that had gone through the war and the peace and was finally going onto Severus’ finger. Remus bit his lip and hoped that’s where it was going.
When Severus opened the door and welcomed Remus into their shared home, Remus almost fainted. The man was wearing color! A crimson smoking jacket over navy blue silk trousers and a white ascot gave Severus an elegance Remus knew he could never match.
“Um, I brought your favorite wine, love,” Remus said as he leaned up to kiss Severus’ cheek. When Severus turned his head, the kiss grew more heated and Remus almost dropped the bottle trying to clutch Severus closer. “Mmm, I love your vintage too,” Remus said as he licked his lips.
“Come and see the latest addition.” Severus bypassed the dining room and the table groaning under tempting dishes to show Remus their room…their bedroom.
“I thought we could be more comfortable here, Remus.”
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10:34 p.m. Prompt: Rope, Wax, Smile [NC17]
The rope was silk and it felt cool in Remus’ hands. Severus lay back and spread his arms out, his eyes closed, his bottom lip between his teeth. As Remus tied loose loops around Severus’ wrists he breathed out praise and compliments and promises.
“You look so warm and inviting, spread out for my pleasure, Severus,” Remus whispered as he finished with the right wrist. As he tied Severus’ ankles, he kissed the prominent bones and the high instep before slipping the rope around them. When he picked up Severus’ left wrist, Remus leaned over and kissed that bitten lip until Severus opened his mouth in a sigh. “You make me want to ravish you every time you open your mouth, every time you send that special smile my way.”
“Then do it, wolf,” Severus groaned. He opened his eyes and stared Remus, his thoughts written on his face. “I’m yours, tonight as the moon waxes so too do I pledge my undying love…” Remus kissed him again and then climbed onto the bed to hover over Severus’ nude form.
When heated skin met silken, unscarred skin they both sighed. The ropes grew taut as Severus tried to hold Remus to him and then he growled as Remus’ tongue flirted first with his Adam’s-apple and then his nipples, denying him what he wanted most.
“I’ll take pity on you, Severus, soon,” Remus promised as he tugged at the hairy trail leading to Severus’ cock. Severus bucked up and unseated Remus slightly so that his prick and bollocks slid over Severus’ cock. “Oh, ho! Planning on a bumpy ride for me, love?” Remus asked with a laugh.
Severus shook his head. “No, I was trying to spear that delectable arse!” he moaned.
Remus held Severus’ cock and then slid down it, surprising Severus into a long moan. “Then who am I to deny us such pleasure?” He rode Severus until the ropes squeaked on the bedposts, until they both screamed out each other’s names.
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11:21 p.m. Prompt: Enchanted [G]
The Forbidden Forest was darker than the left armpit of the Dark Lord, or so Severus thought as he fought his way through the writhing vines and grasping thorns. “Some enchanted forest you are,” he muttered as he kicked a tree root. When it pulled itself from the dirt, Severus jumped over it and ran blindly into a spider web and then directly into trouble…
The clearing was unexpected, but Severus welcomed the sight of the stars twinkling coldly overhead. Then he realized that he’d hit a tree and shouldn’t be looking up at a sky unfiltered by leaves. The air was warmer, too, warm enough that he had to unbutton several buttons on his robes. “Where the hell am I?
“You’re in the Glade of the Wolf, Severus,” a voice called out from behind a standing stone. When the body that the voice belonged to came into view, Severus turned and began looking for a way out.
“No! No-no-no-no!” Severus moaned. He couldn’t find a way out! “You’re dead! I saw you get buried!”
“No, you saw a simulacrum. I’d had it made years ago. I’ve been here, in the glade, healing ever since.” Remus Lupin stood with arms crossed, his naked chest decorated with Celtic swirls and runes. “Speaking of dead, shouldn’t you be that way?”
“I was saved by that daft house-elf of Potter’s. He hid me away in Grimmauld Place for a week. I’ve been trying to get back to the castle ever since.” Severus kept searching the glade, without success. He sat down on the ground with a thump.
“So, I’m trapped here with you?” Severus asked tiredly. Remus sank gracefully down on his knees at Severus’ side and then picked up one hand and began massaging it. Severus was so surprised, he didn’t do a thing.
“Here you can heal. Here you’re wishes are fulfilled, especially if they will make you stronger.” Remus moved on to the other hand, gently flexing Severus’ fingers. Remus glanced at him through his eyelashes. “Here, I wished for you.”
Severus tugged his hand away slowly, thinking about how his senses seemed more alive than ever before. He looked speculatively at Lupin’s bowed head and then smirked. “So, this really is an enchanted forest. I may have to see what I can wish for.”
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12:07 a.m. Prompt: celery, wedding, bed [R]
Remus leaned back against the headboard and rucked up the bedcovers with his heels. “Not much of a wedding, Severus,” he mumbled into his chest.
“I don’t think it went so badly,” Severus called from the en suite bath. “Potter and Draco falling into the punch bowl at the end was worth every penny.” He stood in the doorway, clad only in a celery green satin robe barely knotted at his waist. “I absolutely hated wearing those Weasley robes and if Potter hadn’t splashed punch all over them, I might have done something worse.”
Remus laughed and then looked, and almost fell off the bed. His husband of six hours, twenty-two minutes was like a long cool green tea, shimmering in the candlelight and tempting him to crawl over and worship him. Over and over and over, as long as there was breath in his body.
He licked his lips and crawled, shucking his shirt and then his trousers and pants, so that by the time his face was at Severus’ knees, Remus was a naked supplicant at his deity’s feet. He leaned down, thrusting his arse in the air as he pressed kitten kisses to Severus’ narrow feet.
“When you said you’d do all in your power to make me happy, you weren’t joking, were you, Remus?” Severus asked softly. Remus looked up and pulled the robe’s knot, noting absently that there were celeries woven into the material. Then, he saw Severus’ hip bones, those bollocks, that cock and began worshipping anew. “Bloody hell, Lupin! If I’d known you liked this twenty years ago…” He moaned and held onto the doorframe.
Remus chuckled and Severus slid down onto his knees. “If I’d known you were hiding that under your robes, I would have moved into Slytherin without a qualm or a thought.” He laughed and helped Severus up. “Now, let’s try that on the bed.”
The celery robe slid to the floor. Neither one of them missed it.
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1:02 a.m. Prompt: travel [G]
The small cottage had been fine for a single man, but Remus knew that Severus needed room for his laboratory and his library, and the cottage could only be enlarged so many times before the integrity of the building degraded. He sighed. “Too many years as a teacher,” he mumbled under his breath, “always theorizing and postulating.”
The mirror on the back of the bedroom door laughed, in Severus’ voice, and wished him ‘good journey’ as he stepped into the Floo.
Remus stepped gracefully out of the green flames and let his breath out. He’d rather travel by flying carpet than take the Floo, but the Department of Secrets had outlawed their use after Harry and Draco’s children had been seen floating over the Thames.
“So good of you to be early, Remus,” Severus said with a smirk. “I’d told young Malfoy that a responsible man travels early so that his loved ones don’t have long to worry about him.” He kissed Remus’ cheek and stepped back to reveal a wide-eyed Draco Malfoy-Potter and his son, James.
“I never knew he’d be so…so nice,” Draco whispered.
“Niish,” lisped James as he put his arms out for his godfather Snape. Severus picked him up and settled him on his hip and winked at Remus.
“It’s good to be home, Draco. Besides, isn’t home where one’s most comfortable kissing one’s husband?” Draco laughed and nodded.
“Well, if your husband’s Severus Snape or Harry Potter, home is safest. You never know how long the kiss might last…” Draco looked at his son with a soppy grin on his face that had Severus rolling his eyes. “Or how much fun you’ll have during it.”
Remus chuckled and sat down. “So, tell me what’s been happening at Hogwarts, Professor Malfoy-Potter,” he asked. Severus brought him a cuppa and all was right with the world.