Title: The Werewolf Bard – Part 11 Author: nimrod_9 Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Remus/Severus Kink(s): Partially clothed sex Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009 Word count: 748
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Remus looked up from the Prophet; he thought he’d heard a noise. Severus had moved! Not very far, he had just turned toward one side. His shoulder was now exposed as his hospital gown had become undone. Remus wondered, not for the first time, who invented these backless nightshirts. A perverted gay man no doubt. One who unquestionably liked partially clothed sex. He pulled the gown back over Severus. “Merlin, Severus you were always thin, but you’re just skin and bones. I’m going to ask Poppy to double up on your nutritive potions.”
Remus paced the room, back and forth for a few minutes and then stretched to see out the window. Evidence of the recent battle was everywhere. He shuddered. The additional twenty-four hours had not blunted the rawness that the war had left behind. Sitting here talking to Severus seemed almost frivolous, he imagined they’d earned time for some frivolity and perhaps something more. With a sigh he sat down in the chair, folding his newspaper to the crossword section which he would complete later.
“Your backless nightshirt being askew made me think of something. All right, thinking about the inventor of said nightshirt and his possible motives made me think of it. We were in an impromptu Order meeting in the staffroom here at Hogwarts. Sirius had been allowed to come visit Harry. Kingsley was here with Fudge. I was here to collect my Wolfsbane. You, Minerva and Albus were as expected in residence. Trelawney had waylaid the Minister so we took the opportunity to meet.”
“Albus, Sirius and Kingsley were all talking over each other, and you kept tossing out double entendres that everyone either ignored or pretended not to notice. I noticed! You were a damned tease! It was the day before the full moon, and I could think of nothing I wanted more than to fuck you, and you bloody well knew it. You chewed on your quill, and then feigned a parchment cut so you could suck your finger. You ran your tongue around you lips a hundred times. You stretched and tilted your head back to expose your neck. I almost ravished you there right on the table.”
“The Minister saved you from complete embarrassment. We could hear Sybil’s doomed wailings as they came down the corridor. Sirius slipped out through the floo and a polite afternoon tea commenced. Fortunately, it didn’t last long; Fudge was a busy man then. Everyone else filed out in an orderly fashion; I grabbed the back of your robes so you couldn’t move. You weren’t surprised. You were surprised when I shoved you into the supply closet and warded the door.”
“I kissed you hard in more ways than one, and called you ‘bastard’ and ‘tease’ in between. Our cocks were rubbing together, and it was most certainly not enough. I grabbed your arse with both of my hands and lifted you up. You automatically wrapped your legs around me. My only thought: I could fuck you right here. It was an exceptional thought. With a wave of my wand your trousers and pants were off. You complained ‘Lupin those were my favourite trousers’, my response ‘don’t worry Severus I didn’t lose them’.
“Your next complaint was about my wool trousers. I undid them and pushed them down far enough to free my cock. I’m not certain which of us gasped when skin touched skin. When I cast a lubrication charm; I know it was you who did. Your cock bobbed in agreement so I wasn’t too concerned that you weren’t ready.”
“I filled you with one long, slow stroke and waited until your heels dug into my back before I moved. The door banged, and we grunted and groaned as I pounded into you. I couldn’t hold you up and put my hand on your cock at the same time, so I kept shifting to hit your prostate on every stroked. You cock left a damp trail on my belly as you rubbed back and forth across it. You said ‘not enough’, but your voice was enough for me. My cock swelled even more and I came, biting your jacket. I’m not certain if that set you off, but I felt your cock throb and my belly and shirt were suddenly soaked.”
“You held on until one of your legs cramped. The only thing you said as we adjusted our clothing was ‘fuck’. It would have been redundant to say we already had.”