snapealina (snapealina) wrote in lupin_snape, @ 2011-03-27 21:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | drabbles, project: a decade of ssrl |
3 Drabbles from Drabble Night
Late, as always, but here they are. My drabbles from drabble night.
Enjoy!
Titles: Temptation, Hard to Swallow, First Touch
Author:snapealina
Rating: G to PG-13
Disclaimer: Still not mine :(
A/N: Written in 10 minutes, not beta'd, the usual...
Temptation
“Well?” Severus asked, but the other man stood rooted to the spot, his eyes almost popping out of his skull.
It took every bit of Remus' self-control to keep him from leaping forward and pounce on the black-haired man. Severus was not going to win!
“I have to give it to you, Lupin. It looks like you actually do have a bit more control than I thought you had. I'm impressed!” Severus bowed at the werewolf.
“I told you, Severus,” Remus said with a voice full of fake confidence. “I do not give in to every temptation that comes my way.”
Severus turned around. “Fine, you win this round, but I know can make you crack before the end of the day,” he turned to walk away. “I better go and get this chocolate off. I swear some of it is starting to glide between my arse cheeks.”
It didn't even take a second before Remus jumped forward, knocking both of them to the floor.
Hard To Swallow
“Remus, will you stop whining? Merlin, you're impossible!” Severus sighed. “Put it in your mouth and swallow! NOW!”
Remus moaned. “But it's hard to swallow!”
“I don't care!” Severus stated.
“My throat hurts,” Remus whined and put down the spoon for what seemed like the hundredth time.
“Molly Weasley went through much trouble preparing this chicken soup for you, and I'm not leaving you alone until you finish at least half of it!”
“I told you, I'm not hungry!”
“That's a lie, and you know it!” Severus looked sternly at the man on the sofa. “I heard your stomach growl just twenty seconds ago, and you haven't eaten anything all day.”
“I'm still not hungry!” Remus stated and turned around.
“Remus John Lupin,” Severus raised his voice. “Turn around now and finish the damn soup!”
“NO!”
“NOW!”
Remus turned around and pouted. “But I told you, my throat hurts.”
“And you think it would get better by ignoring the soup?”
“No...” Remus mumbled.
“Come on, Lupin! Put it in,” Severus forced the spoon up to Remus' mouth, “and swallow!”
First Touch
The first time Remus had touched Severus had been on the Hogwarts Express, at the end of their third year. They had passed each other in the corridor, and Remus' fingers had barely touched the edge of Severus' school robes. The touch, however, had been enough to create sparks.
Severus had called it static electricity, but for Remus it had been so much more.
Remus could remember every single occasion he had touched Severus since then. Every detail from all of the eighteen times.
This, however, was the first time Severus had touched him, and as Remus felt Severus' long fingers on his bare skin, he knew that he could finally stop counting.