A/N: Many thanks to blpaintchartfor beta/brit picking this!! *tosses a bottle or red wine into Lake Michigan and hopes the current will deliver it to England*
Remus leaned against the railing; he was in no hurry to get dressed. The sun was still warm on his skin, and the view was even lovelier as the sunlight hit the small pond causing the surface to glitter as if diamonds had been scattered across its surface. He imagined he could still hear shouting in the distance, but he couldn’t make out any words. Soon, the gentle breeze had coaxed even the faintest sounds away.
He was starting to consider transfiguring the makeshift bedding back into his clothing, when he saw Severus flying toward him. It was amazing to see him in flight and more amazing to watch him land as gracefully as any bird.
“You probably should have stopped me.”
“I did call after you, but I wouldn’t have missed that for the world. You were aroused, enraged and completely magnificent.”
Severus bent down flipping through his clothes, which were still scattered along the roof.
“What did you do to them?”
“Well, they are currently wandless and hanging upside-down from the large oak not too far from the front of the Manor.”
“Ah, so you took a page from James and Sirius’ book.”
“Hardly.” Severus sniffed. “I have improved upon it. They are completely nude.”
Remus chuckled. “Then they probably aren’t completely wandless.”
“Merlin, Lupin! Is there nothing you can not turn into sexual innuendo?”
“I suppose there isn’t, but I have some incentive here. You are still nude, I just saw an incredible display of your powers, and we were interrupted earlier. Do you blame me for being aroused?”
“So words such as incredible and magnificent are meant as seduction tools?”
“No, those were meant as descriptive compliments, and I do have you nude on a roof walk. Seduction can’t be very far off.”
Severus rolled his eyes.
Remus leaned over against the railing again. “Perhaps something more blatant.” He wiggled his arse. “The scars probably ruin the effect though.”
Severus ran a hand slowly down his back, stopping at intervals to run his fingers along the scars. “What are scars really? Life marks. They prove we have lived, and are we are still alive.”
If Severus had started reciting poetry Remus would have been less surprised, but upon reflection he probably could do that as well. Severus’ hand dipped lower his fingers sliding into Remus’ cleft. Remus shivered.
“Cold?”
“No.” Remus breathed.
Severus teased him with his nimble digits and placed his other hand on his hip, and then tentatively slipped one finger inside. Remus arched his back.
“I don’t really need the preparation.”
“But, I do.”
“Perhaps a kiss or two then, in preparation.”
Severus kissed each shoulder and lifted his hair to kiss his nape.
“Not what I meant.” Remus grumbled.
Severus slid another finger into Remus, who arched his back further. Then Severus proceeded to run a line of kisses down Remus’ spine. Remus wriggled and pressed back onto Severus’ fingers.
“You’re a prick-tease, Severus.”
“Odd. No one has ever called me that before.” Severus slipped his free hand down over Remus’ balls; they sifted between his questing fingers.
“They bloody well should have.”
“Patience, Lupin.”
“I’m out of patience. I want you back inside me.”
“Randy werewolf.”
Remus rocked back against Severus’ fingers. “I can feel your cock against my hip. Which tells me I’m not the only randy one here.”
“What is the spell?”
“What?”
“The lubrication spell. What is it?”
“Lubricatus.”
Severus bent to pick up his wand, and let his hand ghost along Remus’ cock.
“Severus.” Remus whined.
Severus slid his fingers out and grasped his cock to guide it in. He hesitantly pushed forward, and he could see Remus taking short, quick breaths.
“Worried that I’ll injure you?”
“No, worried that you won’t go fast enough.”
Without further uncertainty Severus pressed on. Remus wiggled, and pushed and sighed.
“Oh, yes…..lovely….more…”
Severus slid all the way in, his hands clasping Remus’ hips and he stilled.
“Severus, your body knows what to do, let it.” Remus whispered.
Severus didn’t need any more urging. He pulled back to press in again, with each successive thrust he moved faster and harder. Remus whimpered. “More….please…”
Shifting one of his feet, and shoving into Remus harder, he caused the other man to shudder.
‘There, Severus. Right there.”
Severus started thrusting madly, and Remus released his hand from the railing and reached for his cock. He was so close, a thin-fingered hand slipped over his own. Remus knew it wouldn’t take long; Severus was unerringly battering his prostate.
“Severus, I can’t…”
“Then don’t wait.”
“But you..”
“I’m about to….can’t wait to…..filll your arse…”
Remus howled out his completion, covering his chest and their joined hands, Severus went completely silent and Remus could feel the heavy pulses and the warm, thick cream that filled him. He released his cock, and placed his hand back on the railing. Severus slumped onto his back, Remus reveling in the weight.