A/N: beta'd by e=mc2 squared, shockingly he doesn't have an ij
Remus watched as Severus slipped an arm out from underneath the blankets, and he attempted to throw them back. Remus reached out and grasped the arm firmly. “We should talk, Severus.”
“One of the most feared phrases in the English language.”
Remus rolled his eyes. “Quite possibly, yes. That wasn’t my point. If you’re truly repulsed, angry, unhappy, frightened by what we’ve been doing, we need to let Lucius know. That being said, if you’re enjoying this a bit, or just want the experience or even simply want to explore other things, I’m open to that.” Remus paused, but Severus didn’t jump into the void -- so he continued. “If you are agreeable, please open yourself up to the adventure. As it stands now, I feel that I’m forcing you into something.”
“Soppy as ever. Obviously, it is Lucius forcing the issue not you.”
Remus voiced his exasperation. “Severus.”
“Is this really necessary while we are still nude?”
“You’re completely covered.”
“What you are asking me to do is make a choice. Which to my way of thinking would be more telling than to just play Lucius’ game. For the moment, I prefer to remain a pawn.” Severus stopped and sighed. “Rest assured, you have not forced me to do anything. I still am quite capable with a wand.”
Perhaps it was denial or just uncertainty on Severus’ part. He could live with that for now. Remus grinned broadly. “Yes, I know.”
Severus shook his head. “I can assume the ‘talk’ is over now?”
“The talk yes, the innuendo, no.”
“I believe I mentioned previously you could turn anything into innuendo.”
“Noted.”
“Might I use the bath first?”
“Of course.”
Severus slid out of bed and picked up all his clothing, he held it carefully in front of himself. It gave Remus the perfect view from the back. When Severus reached the bathroom door, he gave his arse an almost imperceptible wiggle. Remus’ jaw dropped, that was probably the most blatant invitation he was ever going to receive from Severus. He walked as slowly as he could to the door, and then waited for the toilet to flush and the shower to start. When he opened the door, Severus was already standing in the spray.
“Lupin, is that you?”
“How many people did you invite into your shower?”
“I imagined one should be sufficient.”
Remus wanted to growl. He would do more than just suffice, he thought as he turned to check the cupboard under the sink for lube. Lucius was such a thoughtful host. He grabbed the tube, and slipped into the shower behind Severus.
They started with a long, sinuous dance with shampoo and soap. Severus meticulously soaped Remus, and gently tugged and twisted the long waves that appeared in the honey brown hair. Remus carded his hands through the long black silk. He had missed a chance early on, so he spent and inordinate amount of time, kneeling in front of Severus soaping him ankle to thigh. It was a lovely, lengthy exploration. Remus nipped Severus thigh and growled, Severus' cock brushed his cheek on its' way up.
Remus tried the nip, growl technique again, and Severus moaned. It was a lusty, erotic sound that he wanted to hear again, but Severus had other ideas, as he tugged on Remus shoulder.
"Up here."
"But…"
"I don't want…I'd like…something else."
"Kiss me, and then tell me."
Severus blushed, and the rubbed their bodies together as he kissed him. It was Remus' turn to groan. He loved the mix that shy, lusty, determined, tentative Severus presented. Severus turned and faced the wall, leaning on his arms.
"Severus?"
"The same as by the railing -- but reversed."
Remus reached for the lube he'd left in the soap dish.
"No, the spells."
"Are you certain?"
"You said explore, I'm exploring, and I'd like to learn them as well."
Remus murmured them as he ran his hands down Severus' back. He followed his hands with a trail of kisses, before Severus snorted impatiently. Remus reached around and tweaked Severus' nipple, and the slid his cock along Severus' cleft. Severus whined. Remus kissed his shoulder and pressed his cock to the slick pucker.
Severus pushed back against him, but he wouldn't be hurried. When he was fully seated he started an offbeat rhythm as he played with Severus' nipples and cock. Severus pressed back and wiggled his arse and tried to set a more even pace. Another pull on his nipple and Severus cried out. "Lupin, move!"
Remus was more than ready to oblige. He set a quick pace with a shallow stroke and he pulled Severus' cock in time. It wasn't enough; he wanted to be buried to the hilt and pumping hard. When he changed the tempo, Severus bucked and shuddered against him. Remus clung to him as his own orgasm overwhelmed him.
His grip remained firm across Severus' chest for long minutes. This kind of exploration just might kill him, but what a way to go. Severus reached one of his hands up and twined their fingers together.