carawen (carawen) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2008-05-15 23:36:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2008, author: carawen, kink: biting, remus/harry |
LMOM '08: The Card Series: Three of Clubs (15/31)
Title: The Card Series: Three of Clubs (15/31)
Author: carawen
Rating: PG13
Pairing: Harry/Remus
Kink(s): biting
Challenge: LMOM '08
Word Count: 565
Notes: see here for an explanation of the cards.
Three of Clubs:
The tree, good health, near flowers, fulfillment of highest hopes.
The morning of the full moon, Remus wakes at dawn. His skin feels like its crawling, trying to avoid the moon's pull. By the end of lunch, Remus can't hide his agitation, and Harry decides to call him on it.
"C'mere," Harry says, opening his arms from the couch.
"No, I think I need to say something first," Remus says, pacing back and forth. "I've been doing a lot of thinking over the past few days, as I'm sure you've noticed."
"Yes, your distraction has been hard to miss," Harry smiles.
"Well, what you said the other day has been a large factor in this decision." Harry recognizes Homo Homini Lupus as Remus pulls it out and flips through the worn pages. "As you've repeatedly told me you love me, I feel reasonably sure that-"
Harry grabs Remus hand as he walks past and pulls the older man into his lap. "If you're asking if I'm willing to be your mate, then the answer is yes," he says, clasping his hands behind Remus' back.
Remus heaves a sigh of relief. "I don't want you to feel pressured into this or anything..."
"Remus, I love you. I want to help you in any way I can. And if having a mate will help with your transformations, then I'm all for it. So when do we do this?"
Remus leans back, awed by Harry's matter of fact speech. "Err, it won't take long, so right now is fine, I suppose."
"All right then. Do you want to do it here or go upstairs?"
"Here is fine," Remus says, feeling nervous. "Are you really sure about this?"
"Positive." Harry leans in for a quick kiss.
"Right." Remus helps Harry remove his jumper, leaving his chest bare. "A werewolf's bite is only infectious while in werewolf form. In human form, it's used for marking."
"Yes, professor," Harry says, trying to lighten the mood.
Remus gives him a tight smile. "To make you my mate though, I need to do more than just bite you, otherwise I would have been mated a long time ago." Harry sits still as Remus leans forward and bites hard low on his shoulder, then starts a soft chant that he can't understand. The bite mark starts to glow, then flashes bright as Remus finishes, leaving behind a pale scar. Remus licks up the small trickle of blood below the bite, then sits back and looks at Harry.
"Is that it, then?" Harry whispers, keeping hold of Remus' hips.
"Almost, though the rest will have to wait until after moonrise." Remus yawns suddenly.
"Would you like to take a nap, then?" Harry asks, a soft smile crossing his lips.
"I think that would be a rather good idea," Remus admits, standing up. "We're going to need strength later."
"What will we need to do?" Harry stands as well and wraps a supportive arm around Remus' waist.
"Well, I've marked you, but the wolf will need to mark you as well. It won't be anywhere near as violent as this was, though. The point isn't to infect you as well, after all."
"Of course," Harry says, steering Remus up the stairs.
The two undress and slide under the covers, Remus sprawling across Harry's chest. "Thank you," he whispers, pressing a kiss to Harry's newest scar.
"Shh, sleep," Harry says, and listens as Remus' breathing evens out.
tbc tomorrow