A/N: Many thanks to the incredible blpaintchart for the ever speedy beta. The rest is completely, and totally my fault!!
The house elves had provided a hearty breakfast; Remus supposed it meant that their odyssey was going to continue. He helped himself to more eggs and tea, while Severus read the Prophet. It was a cozy domestic scene he’d always imagined, but today the face across the tiny table was real.
Severus carefully folded the paper back along precise lines, and took a sip of his tea. “Apparently, no chicken embryo is safe.”
Remus grinned. “I noticed you ate two.”
“Two is reasonable, five is wolfish.”
“Thank you for noticing.” Remus chuckled.
Severus rolled his eyes. “Do you think you have the strength to go on now?”
“Lead on, McDuff.”
“Do not quote Shakespeare if you cannot do it properly.”
“Lay on, McDuff.”
“Perhaps I shall.” Severus said.
Remus thought there might have been a ghost of a smile there. He didn’t comment as they went through their portal.
The room was large, as large as Remus’ lounge, but it was stacked floor to ceiling in clothing. Dresses, robes, shoes, handbags, hats, and if Remus didn’t miss his guess drawers and drawers of lingerie. There was a full-length, gold gilt mirror floating in front of one of the clothing racks, and a tapestry covered chair with a matching footstool.
Remus started opening the drawers and lightly fingered some of the items. He pulled out a pair of black silk stockings that shimmered and sparkled, where was a quiet hum of magic about them. Remus dug further looking for a garter.
“Lupin, I don’t believe you should be pawing through her things.”
“Severus, there’s a reason we’re here. I think it is to paw through these things.” He didn’t have any luck in that drawer, he moved onto another. This time he pulled out a silky, lavender teddy. He held it up to himself and then turned to the mirror. Severus plucked it out of his hands.
“You’re too muscular for this. It needs someone of a finer build.” He stroked his hand along it before bringing it to his cheek. “Besides, it’s not your colour at all.” Severus turned toward the mirror himself.
“And it’s yours?”
“Naturally. With my sallow skin, it would be perfect.” Severus paused. “The colour wheel. Yellow is opposite purple, hence they compliment each other.”
“So the man who only wears black, is now a colour expert?”
“Black is always appropriate.” Severus sniffed.
“Well, seeing as the colour is perfect for you and I’m too brawny anyway, perhaps we could have a show?”
The silky garment hadn’t left Severus cheek. “I have nothing to prove.”
“Only that you’re correct.” Remus was fairly sure Severus couldn’t resist that.
“Very well. Turn around.”
Remus heard a spell he recognized, and knew Severus’ clothes had come off. He was sorely tempted to turn around and watch the proceedings. Perhaps, he could get a glimpse in the mirror, he turned his head slightly. No such luck, the mirror had moved toward Severus. He could just make out the delicate sounds of the clothes sliding over Severus’ body. Remus dug his fingernails into his palms; he wouldn’t look. Another few moments went by before he heard a whispered spell, one he didn’t recognized. Two more minutes passed and he heard the spell again.
Severus gasped. Remus whipped around to see why. Severus was staring at himself in the mirror. He was wearing the lavender teddy and the black stocking sans garter belt. Remus was positively thunderstruck. The most amazing thing was the look on Severus’ face as he looked at himself in the mirror. Severus was stunning, and he had apparently just realized it.
Their eyes met in the mirror.
“You were right about the colour.”
“I know.” Severus said in a very subdued tone.
“The look is quite dramatic.”
Severus nodded.
“If you don’t let me kiss you in the next five seconds, I might burst.”
Severus smiled, a shy slightly wicked smile. “We can’t have that now can we?”
Remus pulled Severus roughly to him and kissed him, and kissed him. He slid his hands down Severus’ back to his silk clad arse and pulled him closer. Another kiss and Remus slipped his hand down Severus’ thigh. He wanted to feel this, really feel all this against his skin. Gently he disengaged himself from Severus. Severus raised an eyebrow.
“Too many clothes.” He waved his wand and was stripped, and then tossed that too, onto the pile of clothes. Remus stepped closer, again, and rubbed their bodies together. He groaned. “Merlin, you feel even better than you look”
Severus threaded his fingers through Remus’ hair and drew him back in for a kiss. There were at least a dozen before they were gasping for breath. Another six and they were frotting against each other. Remus pulled back and kissed the end of Severus’ nose. “What do you want to do?”
“I…the mirror.” Severus shook his head.
“Brillliant, Severus. The mirror.”
Severus nudged the footstool almost in front of the mirror, and then bent his knee and rested one foot on it. The mirror reflected Severus’ blushing skin, the lovely teddy, his long legs incased in the black silk. He cock was still trapped inside the teddy, but his balls were visible as they hung to one side. Remus nipped at Severus’ shoulder and whined. He reached under Severus’ leg to fondle his balls, as they both watched in the mirror.
Remus didn’t’ know where to look first, Severus’ face, the bulge of his cock, or the lovely heavy balls his hand now caressed. It was truly a feast for the senses. Severus rocked back into him after a few minutes, and Remus released his balls. Now, he reached over Severus thigh and grasped the silk to slide up and down on the over Severus’ covered cock. He positioned himself so his own cock bumped the back of Severus’ balls as he moved in close.
“There, I want you there.” Severus breathed as he saw Remus’ cock peek out from under his own balls in the mirror.
Merlin, it was hot to watch. Remus rocked back and forth allowing Severus a quick glance at his cock. Silk was a strong fabric, but Remus wondered if it could contain Severus for long. He’d seen the thick, heavy cock pulse as he watched the mirror while they rocked together. Remus needed some lube; luckily he’d nicked some from their last stop.
He kissed Severus’ jaw. “I need some lube.”
Severus nodded.
Remus picked up the tube and covered his cock, pulling and rubbing to cover his cock completely. He moved in behind Severus again sliding against the bottom of his cleft, and nudging the tight, plump orbs. Severus brought his leg down from the stool and trapped Remus cock between his thighs.
“Severus?”
“Do it, but watch.”
Remus began a rhythm, and Severus tensed his thighs. They both inhaled sharply as the head of Remus cock became visible in the mirror. Remus grasped Severus’ hips in both hands and started pumping against him in earnest. Severus shifted so they couldn’t see Remus cock any longer, but he was bumping directly into Severus’ balls. Severus clenched and unclenched his hands, finally resting them against his taut thighs. He wriggled his arse and rocked back.
“Remus, please.”
Remus took on hand from Severus’ hip and placed in over his cock. He kneaded and fondled it as he continued to pump into Severus’ thighs from behind. Severus was tensing up, and Remus knew it was really time to watch the man’s face in the mirror. The cock in Remus’ hand grew and hardened he pumped it frantically. Severus’ face went from a painful grimace to a look of bliss as he finished, covering the mirror in creamy, white ropes. Remus couldn’t hold out against that, and pulled back enough to cover Severus’ arse with his warm, buttery offering.
Severus almost pitched forward. Remus dragged them both back to the small chair, dropping Severus on his lap.
“You’re gorgeous.”
Severus averted his eyes. Remus used a finger to tip his chin up. “I mean it. Did you watch that?”
Severus nodded.
“And?”
“I do not think of myself that way.”
Severus planted a sweet kiss on his lips. “Then it’s high time you did.”
They sat in silence for a long while, before Severus moved off Remus lap. Remus cast a cleaning charm on them both. Severus reverently slid the teddy off, waving his wand and cleansing it and then he did the same things for stocking.
“You’re going to have to teach me that sticking charm.”
“Perhaps.”
Remus got up from the chair and began to dress as well. As he finished, he saw Severus surreptitiously slip the teddy into his trouser pocket. Remus’ heart flipped as he watched, very much hoping that the teddy was truly a keepsake from their time together.