Remus slid back on the hippogriff hobbyhorse, so Severus could move off and his feet could touch the floor. Severus stood without moving for a minute before going to pick up his clothing. Remus remained on the hippogriff and watched Severus as he bent, and twisted into his clothes.
“You are watching me, again.”
Remus nodded.
“Why, now?”
“Same as before. Because I can. Because I like to.”
Severus shook his head and continued dressing. Finally, he straightened his cuffs and turned back toward Remus. “Are you coming?”
“Not yet.”
“The innuendo never ends does it?”
“Not when you throw out lines like that.” Remus slipped of the hippogriff toward his clothes.
He pulled on his pants and his socks, getting clothes off with a spell was far easier than the one to put it back on.
“Should we make a wager about which room we end up in next?”
Severus sighed. “A wager is what got me into this in the first place.”
“What was that one, by the way?”
“Nice try, Lupin.”
Remus shrugged his shoulders. “Ready?” Remus held out his arm, and Severus hesitated a minute before slipping his hand into the extended curve. They gingerly stepped through the doorway.
They ended up in a courtyard with a door on each of the four walls. All the other guests appeared to be there, milling about drinking something that resembled lemonade. They were immediately given a drink as well. The drink was actually a shandy. A bell sounded a few moments later, and they all took their places.
The tables were set for four people; Remus and Severus were paired with Hermione and Arthur. Hermione chatted happily about his morning’s tour of Ludgershall Castle. She was particularly taken by the fact that Muggles only saw three walls of the castle, but Wizards could see and tour the entire structure. Her fascination and observations lasted all the way to the sweet. Lavender honey ice cream.
Remus groaned. “I love this.”
“Lupin, calm down. It is just ice cream.”
“No, it’s not just ice cream. It’s been four years since I’ve had this, and I would happily kill for more.”
Severus snorted. “You are as bad as Narcissa about this. She claims this should be the national dish of Scotland not haggis.”
Remus licked every drop off of his spoon. “I concur.”
Suddenly there was a strange hum in the air, followed by a spice sweet scent and the rest of the guests and tables vanished. They were alone in the courtyard, again in a place without an exit.
“Apparently, someone besides Hermione was inspired by their trip to the castle.”
“Oh, yes. Truly, inspired.” Severus snorted.
“Perhaps we should try getting an all-over tan.”
“Unlike you, I have bits that have never seen sunlight and I am certain today should not be their first time out.” Severus replied haughtily.
Remus chuckled. “All right, no nude sunbathing.” They sat for a half a dozen minutes in silence. “I had had my suspicions about our host dosing our drinks. I’m certain now that he does do it. I think it’s fair to say that that is what makes his parties so exceptional.”
“You’re ready to go again?”
“Yes. Aren’t you?”
Severus sighed. “In more ways then one.”
“Severus?”
“Why doesn’t he send us places that have a lavatory?”
“Well, you have your choice of shrubs to go behind – and you know what I like.”
“You would do that or have me do that again?”
“Of course, I thought you understood that I liked it.”
“Hmmm.”
“How many orgasms have you had in the last two days?”
“How is that relevant?”
“How many?”
“I do not know. I lost count after the first two.” He sulked.
“I would like to lose count of the number of times I’ve done that.”
“Oh.” Severus eyes opened wide.
“Will you help me satisfy my yearning?” Remus stepped boldly forward and pressed his hand to Severus’ lower belly before sliding down along his cock.
“Lupin.” Severus whined.
Remus bent to nip at Severus ear, and he continued to press and rub with his hand. He could feel Severus hardening.
“Lupin, we tried that before.” He paused. “I can not. First…” He gasped as Remus pressed his lower belly firmly. Severus grasped his hand. “Don’t. I’m too close.”
Remus kissed him and continued to knead Severus belly and cock. Severus moaned. “You can wait.” Remus whispered. Severus clamped his thighs together capturing Remus’ hand.
“I….”
“Just a minute longer.”
“Can’t.”
Remus brought his hands up to Severus face and cupped the pale cheeks, before kissing him deeply. Severus shifted, and Remus released him sinking down onto his knees. He shimmied a little as he pushed down his trousers and pants. With another wiggle he grasped his hard cock firmly and started to put on a show. Severus’ fingers immediately began fumbling with his trouser fastenings. Remus continued his erotic demonstration as he intently watched Severus’ fly.
Severus gasped as the cool air hit his cock, and he tightly gripped his cock as he squeezed his eyes shut. Remus reached out and touched his free hand. “Severus, look please.”
“I..”
“Open you eyes, then release your hand.” Remus stroked himself lightly. “And aim right here.”
Severus moaned but nothing came out. Remus moved his gaze up to Severus’ eyes. “I want this. You want this. Relax.”
“Ahhh..”
One quick yellow spurt turned into a raging torrent. Remus pulled his cock and played with the stream, and then he cupped his hand under his balls to catch the warm flow. He wanted to wait until Severus finished, but clamping down on his cock at the base would just cause more of the wonderful, wet, warmth to pool there. Just the thought was overwhelming, and he lost the fight to contain himself. He howled and he came, covering the legs of Severus’ trousers and his shoes with his creamy white essence. Severus’ stream faltered for a moment, and then finished with a trickle. Their harsh breathing filled the air.
Severus spoke “Would you?”
Remus looked quizzically up.
Severus struggled for a moment. “Do the same?”
Remus smiled a small smile. “Happily.”
Severus sunk to his knees in the damp grass. His cock was firming, without a hand being put to it. Remus pushed himself up, pulling his pants and trousers up so they hung low on his hips; they were sopping wet and he spread his legs to keep them up where he wanted them. Severus eyed Remus cock, and stroked his own as he waited for Remus.
“Are you ready?”
Severus nodded as his panted softly.
“Mmmm.” Remus let go.
Severus’ hand didn’t seem to work fast enough in the flow of liquid. His eyes became slits as he tried to continue to watch, and his thighs shook as he pumped his cock. It didn’t last long; he poured himself out over the grass, leaving it dotted with huge white pearls. He fell over onto all fours when he was finished.
Remus knelt in the mess they’d just made, and put a hand on Severus shoulder. “All right, then?”
Severus nodded, but didn’t make a move otherwise. Remus stroked his hand the length of Severus back, over and over. Severus let out a massive sigh.
“Are you ready for a wash?”
Severus voice rumbled. “A spell will do.”
“It will have to.” Remus spell them both clean. “Are you ready to stand up?”
Severus lifted his head to look at Remus. “That wasn’t what I’d imagined.”
“It’s not everyone’s kink.”
“I … I was surprised. I liked it - I more then liked it.” He said shyly and worried his lower lip, before returning his gaze to the ground.