Remus nearly fell over Severus when the blindfold was removed, and Severus steadied him. It was the perfect chance for a kiss, and Remus took it. He tried to convey all his feelings in the kiss; he knew he could hardly be successful as his brain was such a jumble.
The house elves had either responded to his request, or they were just extremely efficient getting all the guests tea at teatime. A tiny table and chairs had appeared. The table was set with a teapot, cups and a tray with a few sandwiches and cakes. Remus sat down relieving Severus of his still unsteady burden. Severus seated himself as well and immediately poured the tea.
Remus sipped his tea, and then spoke. “Hermione mentioned a trip to Avebury today.”
“I imagine we have missed it. Avebury is interesting because if it’s sheer size, and certainly more impressive from the air than from the ground. I do prefer Stonehenge, though; I suppose it is crass to say. ”
“I’ve not seen Avebury, but I think I understand that though, since Stonehenge was left more or less intact.”
They finished their tea in silence. Remus glanced at the door. “Are you ready?”
“Quite.”
They stepped through the exit and Remus coughed. Low ceiling, dust up to their armpits, they were in an attic. Which was surprisingly well lit.
“Be careful of what you touch. Everything here is not as it seems.”
“I know. The feeling of darkness is palpable. The wolf finds it quite homey.”
Severus grunted and agreed. “As do I.”
Remus started poking into boxes.
“Luoin.”
“I know Severus, but I can’t resist.”
A half a dozen boxes later, Severus was leaning against a beam and Remus let out a gasp and then a chuckle.
“Severus, come have a look. The Malfoy’s weren’t all on the straight and narrow.”
Severus straightened up. “What do you have there?”
“Incriminating photos. I would guess Lucius’ father.”
Severus strode quickly to grasp the outstretched photos. They were Wizarding pictures, of a Malfoy engaged in sex with another man. The pile of them was extensive: nude, dressed, and cross-dressed, in costume, in the water.
Severus started to chuckle, a low grating rumble. “Suitable for blackmail.” He handed them back to Remus.
“Did they give you any ideas?” Remus said as he wiggled his eyebrows.
“You’re insatiable, wolf.”
Remus didn’t feel any malice in the statement. “Yes, I am. And you didn’t answer my question.”
Severus coloured slightly. “I think I could us some air. I presume there is a roof walk outside those doors.”
Remus followed Severus though the maze of boxes, mirrors, furniture and armour to the French doors at one end. The doors swung open without being touched, and the view was breathtaking. Remus stepped to the rail and gazed about.
“So the pictures inspired you to think of doing it outside. Interesting.”
“They did no such thing. I just need some air, it was quite dusty in the attic.”
“It’s a good idea. The perfect spot, really. No one is about. Even if people take to the gardens they can’t see us, and what guest is going to come searching the attics?
“You are completely, totally, absolutely..”
“Right.” Remus started to strip.
“Lupin.”
“I’ll transfigure my clothes into something soft.”
“We can’t just…”
“Severus, I’m not expecting an instant something. We can enjoy the warmth of the sun…”
Severus interrupted. “No doubt, burn certain bits that shouldn’t be seeing the sunlight.”
“It’s gone at least three, Severus. No real threat of sunburn, besides I bet you tan quite nicely.”
Severus gave a long put out sigh, and then started to strip. Remus had transfigured his clothing into a thin, soft bed. Severus sat down as soon as his pants were off seeking the little bit of shelter that the white, painted railings provided. Remus joined him.
His gasp brought Remus up on his elbow. “Severus?”
“Severus kept his eyes averted. “I’m just not used to the feeling of so much skin. Touching.”
“So you aren’t hurt?”
“No.” Severus said sulkily.
“So I can’t kiss it and make it better?”
Severus rolled his eyes.
“I’ll try anyway.” Remus kissed his nose, and then applied tiny kisses to his mouth, down his jaw, nibbling an earlobe.
“Lupin, you’re a tease.”
“Is there something you’d like, Severus?”
“Yes. A proper kiss.”
Remus attempted proper, he really did. It ended up in deep, slow kisses with dueling tongues and hands grasping in inappropriate places and with Severus moaning and returning the kisses with equal passion and the caresses with inelegant enthusiasm. Remus moved farther down, licking at collarbones and then nipples. Severus twined his fingers in the long wavy hair and tried to pull him back up.
“But, Severus I have many more sweets to explore.”
“Your explorations are rather tactile, and I imagine you will attempt to have me spilling in you mouth in a matter of moments.”
“And you have other ideas?”
Severus averted his eyes.
“You can tell me, Severus. You’ve seen some of the things I like.”
“I’ve rid myself of my innocence in one way now I suppose I should in the other way as well.”
“You want to top?”
Severus nodded solemnly.
“All right. I know the spells, since we don’t have lube. What position?”
Severus didn’t say anything.
“Like we did before or maybe a face to face position?”
Severus hesitated. “I’d like to see you, but well…..”
“Yes?”
“I don’ t fancy my arse in the air.”
Remus nodded. “What if you lay on your back and I straddled you?”
It was Severus’ turn to nod.
“Now that we’ve worked out the logistics, let’s get back to the passion.”
Severus opened his mouth, but closed it as Remus settled in next to him. Remus started his short, gentle kisses again and Severus wrapped a leg over his hip and pulled him close. They kissed and fondled and frotted until they were both gasping for air. Remus cast his spells.
“Whenever you’re ready.”
“Ready.”
Remus straddled Severus on his knees, grasping Severus cock and guiding him. He sank down slowly; it had been quite awhile since he’d been penetrated. When he stopped moving, Severus started. “Wait, give me a second.” Remus panted.
Severus stilled immediately. Remus relaxed, and nodded. Severus began to rock his hips upward, while Remus shimmied and pushed down. They quickly established a pleasant rhythm that included Remus bending down for kisses and to nip Severus’ nipples. The building excitement was just right, and then they heard voices. Bickering voices.
“Potter, my father would never allow it.”
“So what we’re of age. I have money. We could live on that and work.”
Severus and Remus froze.
“Merlin’s balls!!”
“Snape!” Harry shrieked. “Remus!”
Remus looked to see the young men on brooms hovering above. Suddenly, he was flipped over and Severus pulled out of him in one go. Severus grabbed his wand, chanted something and was flying after the brats, naked and with a hard-on. The broom-boys were gone in a flash.
“Severus, come back!” Remus called. He shook his head and sighed. Obviously, the wards and protections hadn’t accounted for a flying Snape.