Summer Born (summerborn) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2009-05-12 23:55:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2009, author: summerborn, kink: wanking (solo or mutual), remus alone |
LMOM #12: Bits of Blue and Gold (R)
Title: Bits of Blue and Gold (12 of 31)
Author: summerborn
Rating: R
Pairing: Remus alone
Kink: Wanking
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009
Author Notes: Some will call this AU since Remus (and others, later) are alive post-war. For me, it is canon through HBP. You may wish to start at the beginning of the story.
Word count this episode: 700
The dream started to fade from Remus' mind even as he fumbled for his clock, trying to see what time it was. Too bloody early, obviously. He had a vision of Draco snapping out orders, a clothing rack, Severus ripping his clothes off his body...
In a way, he regretted waking up when he did. That sudden falling sensation was never pleasant – it happened to Remus occasionally when he was drifting towards sleep – but more than that, he would have liked to continue the scene as it was unfolding. Severus, in his dream at least, had strong arms, and a lithe, lean body that Remus hadn't seen nearly enough of before he'd woken. And the kiss... Remus knew he'd never be able to get back to sleep thinking about kissing Severus Snape, of all people, so he stroked himself to hardness and then mechanically to climax, trying not to think about anything.
When he was done and cleaned up, he let himself collapse onto his pillows. He needed to get out more. He knew he hadn't been very social lately, but having a negative bank account balance tended to do that to you. Not to mention the fact that he'd severed ties with everyone from the wizarding world, and most of the people he'd ever trusted in his life were dead. For the past few years, he'd subsisted on cordial greetings with his neighbors, his landlord (at least when he wasn't behind in rent) and the customer service witch at the Daily Prophet who kept calling him to renew his subscription.
Not for the first time, he reconsidered his "presumed dead" status. At some point, he was sure, he would re-enter the world he'd grown up in, but right now there was nowhere he could go, no one to talk things over with, to get a good friend's perspective on his situation.
So the next day, he went to see Severus at the offices of Fair Weather Fantasies.
-:-
It took a bit of convincing to get in to see him, which Remus thought was rather odd. He hadn't expected to have trouble, but when he went in to speak with the receptionist, he hadn't wanted to use Severus' name because he wasn't sure how many people knew about the man's continuing survival. And he'd remembered that when David brought him downstairs to see Draco, no names had been mentioned then, either.
Finally, after meeting with David and speaking a few words to Draco via what seemed to be a miniature, localized Floo-network, Remus was told that the person he wanted to meet would be joining him in room four in a few moments. Room four was the viewing room Remus had seen before, with its tasteful appointments and decorated Pensieve.
He was staring into the bowl of clear liquid when there was a brief rap at the door, and then Severus entered. He was dressed in Muggle clothes similar to what Remus had seen the day before, and again Remus wondered exactly how the man had survived and how he lived in his exile. The fact that they had once served together in the Order of the Phoenix, taught at Hogwarts together, gone to school together gave Remus no insight into what kept Severus Snape going.
"What is it?" Severus said, a guarded expression on his face.
Remus was at a loss for a moment. How could he talk to Severus about anything if he had no idea what the man had been doing for the past few years?
"How do you do it?" he said at last.
Severus stood there, back against the door, uncomprehending. "Do what?"
Remus waved a hand vaguely, not sure what he was trying to get across. The absurdity of the moment hit him: if he didn't even know what he was here to ask for, how could he expect Severus to help him?
"The editing," he answered weakly instead. "Your Legilimency leaves no trace at all."
Severus looked at him for another long moment. Remus was beginning to wonder if he'd done the right thing in showing up, and then Severus flicked his tongue across his lips – was he nervous? - and asked, "Would you like to see how it's done?"
Continued in part 13.