LMoM: The Diary of a Death Eater Whore, Part 23 (SS/RL) Title: The Diary of a Death Eater Whore 23/31 Rating (this chapter): NC-17 Pairing, all-over: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape Additional pairings, this chapter: none Kink(s): D/s, toys, fisting, arse-play. Challenge: LMoM 2008 Word count: 2,250 Link to all chapters: here. Notes: Beta by the lovely envinyatar15 and wonderful red_day_dawning. Summary: Severus Snape returns to a post-war wizarding world without the Dark Lord. No matter the Dark Lord died, his followers still won the battle and the power to rule. In this new world, former Order members are forced to get by as best they can - those who haven't escaped - even if the occupation is not to their liking. Some have even become quite successful and sought after - like the infamous Remus Lupin. The question is: will this new world order make it impossible for love to develop and grow between two such different wizards as a Death Eater spy and a paid man, a werewolf whore?
Friday, 23rd May, 2008 - Punishment for Undone Deeds
As Severus arrived at Remus' house, directly from the Ministry, he was surprised to find his lover sitting in the sofa in the living room. Remus was wearing nothing but Muggle jeans. Apart from making Severus lust after his lover, he also knew it meant that Remus was in the mood for... sex. It was surprising because Severus knew Moony should have been with a client, so either the client hadn't wished to take advantage of Moony's services, or the client had already done so.
'I wish to make you pay for the two clients you have cost me today,' Remus said. 'Mr Zabini has suddenly realised he is so in love with his wife that he has no need for sex with men, and young Mr Theodore Nott has decided to travel to China on a whim. I am of the explicit understanding that this,' - Remus held up the Daily Prophet that had a picture of Severus and he kissing each other on the front page - 'is the reason why they presently have other urgent things to do.' Remus smiled, a very wolfish and decidedly hungry smile.
Severus had seen the picture at least twenty times that day. His co-workers had clearly seen it as a carte blanche to ask him questions about his private life - a notion Severus had discouraged firmly. More than one time he had sent a curious witch out of his office, crying. 'As I remember it, you would love to be rid of your clients,' Severus said grumpily. 'And you were the one who demanded that kiss.' Severus was weak in the knees; the way Remus looked at him was enough to tell him what was in store for him.
'You seem to forget yourself, Severus.'
Remus' words almost took physical form; they slid their way down Severus' back; they made his bollocks tingle, and his brain malfunction. Yes, Remus Lupin was a very wicked man. Concentrating deeply for a few seconds, Severus mentally put down his strict attitude and the power he possessed when he was outside the game they played. It was necessary to be able to give himself up to his lover. The wolf was staring out on him from inside Remus' body, and nothing but his full submission would satisfy Remus. 'It is a weak excuse,' Severus said, provocatively. 'If you want me on my knees, why don't you just say so?'
The reply was a flick of a wand that left Severus naked. 'Remus!' Severus let out an outraged cry. 'What-'
'Quiet!' Remus' demand was spoken in a tone that stopped Severus immediately. 'Go to our bedroom. Kneel on the bed, on all fours. You will find a vial of oil there. Prepare yourself thoroughly. Wait until it pleases me to use you.'
'Yes, Remus.' Severus looked down at the thick, soft rug. What he loved about their play was that he rarely was able to guess what Remus wanted to do to him. The wolf's dirty mind was able to sprout an endless line of delicious ideas. As Severus entered the bedroom, he realised Remus had a plan. Several toys were placed on the bed - all of them to be used in Severus' arse.
Remus had decided to be rather wicked. He used some time to read the paper, then to make a few notes on a new book on Herbology and Vine magic, before he got up and into the bedroom. Severus was a beautiful sight. He didn't turn as Remus walked in, but kept the submissive stance. Severus' firm arse was exposed most appetisingly: Severus' legs were spread so Remus could see his bollocks and the erect cock bobbing slightly as Severus moved a little on the large bed. Severus' hole was open and glistening from the oil Remus had ordered Severus to use. 'Now, that is a wonderful sight,' Remus said, pulling a chair with him. 'I think I am going to sit here for a while, to watch you play with yourself.
Severus' reply was nothing but a deep moan. Remus swatted his lover's arse. 'I'd appreciate it if you would thank me properly,' Remus said. 'After all, I care for your pleasure.' He reached out and thrust three fingers into the slick hole. 'Say "thank you, Remus"!'
Moaning, Severus managed to do so, pushing back to get Remus' fingers further inside. 'More, please?'
'You'll get more.' Remus fought a need to bend down and lick the hole, to thrust his tongue deep inside and make Severus writhe and come. Instead he pointed at one of the toys he had placed on the bed. One was wolf-prick-shaped. 'That one,' Remus demanded. 'Let me see you use it.' The toy had a large knot at the base. If Severus was able to take all of it inside, Remus was sure his lover was widened enough to be able to take his hand. Merlin, he'd like to have Severus open like that, clenching around his fist. Remus was getting hard, just by the thought of it.
Severus took the wolf prick. He wasn't sure he could do it, it was so... dirty. It brought back the memory of the night after full moon, when Remus had fucked him, half-way transformed into the werewolf. It had been the best fuck Severus had ever had. The slow, pulsing movements of the beasts long cock inside him... the orgasm... It had been perfect. Maybe... if he in some way could tell Remus how much he had liked it... how much he desired him, no matter what form he had? 'May I speak?' he asked Remus.
'No one has ever made you stay silent if there was something you wanted to say,' Remus murmured. 'Be aware what you say, though, since you will have to face the consequences if you displease me.' Remus pulled his fingers out, circling the rim with one finger before he sat down on the chair. 'Go ahead, my Severus. Make a show for me.' Remus opened his jeans, the fabric was too tight and too rough against his skin, and he wanted to be able to touch himself before he fucked Severus, or forced him to suck him off.
Letting the embarrassment and the need mingle, Severus smeared some oil over the large dildo before he reached behind himself, pushing the toy inside. It slipped in easily. Severus was relaxed and prepared, and the heavy cock fit inside him perfectly. 'Feels good,' he purred. 'Makes me remember how good it was to lie under you and feel you come inside me.' Severus moved the toy: in circles, in and out, small slow movements like the wolf had done that night. 'You had the longest orgasm you've ever had, didn't you?' Severus thrust the dildo in hard a couple of times, something that made him groan. 'Please, Remus, tell me,' Severus begged. 'Tell me how good it felt. If it was as good for you and the wolf as it was for me? If being tied up inside me made you come harder.'
'Every time I am inside you, you make me come harder than I've ever come with anyone.' Remus slid a hand over Severus' arse. 'No matter what shape I'm in.' Pinching Severus' pale skin, Remus wanted to see Severus to go on, so he could watch; watch how it looked when Severus' arse was widened and the knot was pushed inside, just as it has been that night. Remus pulled out his own cock, stroking it slowly. It aroused Remus more than he could say to have someone, a very special someone, who had dedicated himself to satisfying Remus' every need.
Severus could hear Remus' breathing become ragged and loud. He moved the dildo faster and deeper, pushing it in with more force. He could feel the wide knot press against the rim every time he thrust hard, and he knew what Remus wanted. Severus used more force, relaxing and pushing, and the knot slipped inside, making him feel even fuller. 'Fuck,' he groaned loudly. 'Feels so good.'
'More,' Remus demanded, as he wanked. He couldn't stop watching Severus fucking himself. The way the knot slid in... Remus thought he might develop a fetish, right there and then. The wolf made him let out a loud growl.
'Like what you see?' Severus asked, breathless. The constant pressure on his prostate was almost too much, almost making him come.
'I like it very much,' Remus said, unable to sit still. He summoned the lubrication, and poured a healthy amount over his fingers. Severus was ready for him. The knot slid in and out with increasing ease. Remus wanted Severus' arse, and now. Remus left the chair and stepped up behind Severus. Massaging the edge of the stretched hole, he slipped a finger inside when Severus thrust the dildo inside, widening it further. Severus made a wonderful whimpering mewl. 'Pull it out,' Remus said. 'I want to feel you.'
'Oh.' Severus was unable to speak. He loved to be touched and fingered and fucked in the arse, but Remus' hand... Oh Salazar! 'Are you going to...' he managed, and pulled the large toy out of his channel, slowly.
'Just relax. I'll be careful. Make sure you are stretched and able.' Remus bent over his lover and kissed his back. 'I want it to hurt, but not to harm. You'd like that, isn't that so?'
'Very much. It... lacks... ooh...' Severus groaned as Remus pushed his fingers inside, at least four, or so it felt, 'feeling... of... ooh... punish... ment.'
'I can punish you, lover, if that's what you need.' Remus moved his fingers around, making sure there was room enough. He pulled his hand out a bit and folded his thumb under the four other digits. 'Like this.' Slowly, but mercilessly, Remus pushed his hand into the incredibly tight warmth. He could feel Severus' muscles contract and relax, clenching around his hand almost painfully. 'Does it feel more like it?' Remus asked as his hand slipped by the rings and Severus' arse closed around Remus' wrist. 'Do you want it deeper inside? Want it hard?' Remus thought he was going to come in his trousers. Fisting Oliver or Marcus was one thing - a very nice thing - but this... having his fingers up Severus arse, making him shiver and moan and push and bloody want it... that was beyond pleasure. Severus' body, inside and outside, belonged to him now. All of Severus.
'Hurts,' Severus groaned into the pillows. 'Hurts so fucking good.'
Remus moved his hand almost languidly, wanting to touch everything he could inside that wonderful warm channel. He turned his hand and let it brush over Severus' prostate. Severus squirmed and moaned. Remus knew he couldn't continue this for too long; Severus wasn't used to it yet. Rubbing the prostate a few times more, Remus put his other hand on Severus' back, rubbing it soothingly. 'I'll pull out now. It's going to hurt, love. Look at me, and let me see your pain. Let me watch your face, and enjoy it.'
Again, Severus looked at over his shoulder. The inevitable pain he was promised made him flushed and so lost in the pleasure of the situation that he couldn't focus. Heavy-lidded, he bit his lip in anticipation. 'Yes,' he whispered. 'Please.'
Remus pulled out carefully, watching Severus' face contract in pain, then in pleasure as Remus' hand was pulled through the tight rim. 'So good,' he whispered, 'you've been so good.' Severus was panting, obviously enjoying the many sensations. 'Turn, lover,' Remus said, and wiped his hand off on the duvet. 'Lie down, pull your legs up, spread them for me.' Remus eased his jeans down over his hips, pushing them down and off. Severus managed to lie down, and the inviting sight of the spread legs and the slick hole was more than enough to make Remus give in. He wanted to take Severus, to make them both come in a long mutual release.
He crawled on the bed, between Severus' legs. The remains of the oil on his fingers was more than enough, since Severus was open and ready. Remus lay down, penetrating his lover. No words were needed now, their pleasure was enough. Severus crossed his ankles over Remus' back, as if to prevent him from moving too much. Remembering how much Severus had liked the slow fucking the wolf-man had given him, Remus wrapped his arms around Severus' neck and began to move: slow, almost gentle thrusts, deep inside Severus' body.
Severus opened his eyes and sought Remus' mouth. Long, wet kisses were added to the movement of their bodies, so close together they seemed to move as one. Wave after wave of warmth and pleasure washed over them, and finally, cradled in Remus' arms, Severus cried out, pulling Remus with him in a orgasm so overwhelming it felt like drowning.
When they finally were able to move, they held each other until darkness fell and the night took over. Only then did they care to leave each others arms long enough to eat and drink and shower. The night was short, and there was more lovemaking to be done.