Remus wrapped his hand around Severus' as they stepped through the doorway. They emerged in a garden. There were three round tables set up on the patio. The rest of the weekend revelers were also there, they mingled and appeared to sip champagne. It seemed as if they'd arrive in time to partake of the luncheon. Severus slipped his hand from Remus' and strode toward their host.
Remus tried to understand what Severus was saying to Lucius, but all he could make out was 'hex your balls off". Harry and Hermione were babbling about him and Severus missing breakfast.
"We didn't miss it we were just early."
"But you didn't go to the lecture, by the horticulturalist, on roses or the demonstration of sword swallowing." Hermione claimed.
Remus was sorry he'd missed the sword swallowing and almost laughed aloud. He had been sword swallowing himself. His roses, well the climber was damned, he chopped it half way back every year, and it grew and bloomed and in general did exactly what it wanted to do. "I took an unauthorized tour of parts of the Manor."
Hermione brightened up. "Did you see anything interesting?"
They were interrupted when lunch was announced, and they all took their places at the tables.
He ended up across from Severus, again. The two boys from the Weird Sister's band were vying for Draco's attention; Harry eyes shot daggers at the three of them. Hermione launched into a monologue of some sort. Remus forked his herby salad onto the top of the roast beef on his sandwich and took a bite. He stopped chewing suddenly, he felt something unusual. If felt like fingers on his cock. Pansy was on one side of him, Hermione the other; he would see both women's hands. He resumed chewing.
It happened again. And again. Remus shifted in his seat. Under the guise of taking his napkin from his lap, he adjusted himself. He looked at Severus who appeared to be listening to what Hermione was saying, besides the man's arms couldn’t possibly reach more than four feet under the table. There it was again, this time longer and rougher. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes.
"Remus? Remus?"
He sat up straight. "Yes."
"Are you all right?"
"Hmm. Yes fine." The fingers were now kneading him unmercifully.
"You put your head back and closed your eyes. I thought maybe Hermione's lecture was giving you a headache."
Hermione stuck her tongue out at Harry.
"No, just closing my eyes to better enjoy the scents around us."
A statement which gave Pansy Parkinson conversational material and took the focus away from Remus. He slipped his hand into his trousers, and changed the direction of his cock so it was straight up and down against his fly. The kneading sensation had moved down to his balls now and he was having a difficult time staying still. He shifted again, and wished he was wearing robes with nothing underneath. Remus looked around the table again, Severus was smirking at Draco's antics, and everyone else appeared to be engaged in conversation. He kept his sandwich or water glass near his mouth at all times now, he needed something to keep him from groaning aloud.
Remus set the sandwich down after he'd almost choked on it as an exceptional movement by the invisible hand. It had almost caused him to spill into his pants. Water would have to do. He brought the glass to his lips, and caught Severus' eyes. Severus' lips moved and their minds touched. Severus was in his mind fingering Remus' cock, watching him squirm. Randy straight-laced bastard, had his passions finally been released? Severus continued his spell to toy with Remus' cock that was now on the verge of explosion.
Severus reminded him of their first encounter, allowing him access to the sensations as Severus had felt them. Remus wanted to throw his head back and pump his hips. He kept steady on, but he could feel his breathing becoming more and more ragged. Severus then led Remus' mind to their encounter in the Morning Room. Remus could see through Severus' mind's eye their cocks pressed together as Severus showered him first in come and then piss.
Remus couldn't contain his shout as his cock burst in long, hard pulses in his pants. He snapped the water goblet in his hand as he did so. Everyone turned to look. There was total silence; even nature had managed to be quieted. He froze for a second and the last of the tremor subsided. He could hear whispering that increased in volume every second. Two bright pink spots appeared on his cheeks. "I'm sorry for startling everyone." Remus grinned sheepishly. "I believe I was just stung by a bee. Rather a large, embarrassing outburst for such a small matter." Remus rubbed in napkin across his forehead. "Lucius. Narcissa. I apologize for the broken glass; may I make the attempt to fix it?" Draco's wand was already out and the glass was good as new.
Lucius' voice carried across the patio. "Don't give it another thought, it happens all the time."
Remus glanced up at Severus who was busy hiding behind his own glass, with his once again impenetrable gaze. This most certainly did not happen all the time!