Rosy (real_life_rosy) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2010-05-05 13:01:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2010, author: real_life_rosy, kink: breath play, kink: sex in water, remus/severus |
LMoM: Tried and True, 5
Title: Tried and True
Author: Rosy
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus and Sevy, sittin' in a tree, K-I-S-S-I-N-G!
Kink(s): breath play, water sex
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2010
Summary: In every genre, there are cliches. That includes pornography.
Notes: Really, I just wanted to do something fun and silly. :D Plus I thought, "Hey... wouldn't it be funny if someone wrote a smut fic like in Stranger Than Fiction where one of the characters hears the narrator?"
Word Count: 1,012
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Severus Snape had always liked swimming pools.
"...where are you getting that from? We didn't have a pool, and the only one I could ever get to was the wretched community pool mum took me to."
He had always liked swimming pools, because no matter where he looked, he could spot at least one lean, tanned pool boy weaving through the deck chairs littering the apron of concrete that surrounded the community pool of his youth. Sun-bleached hair and lazy smiles, carrying towels to the attractive mothers who watched their children.
"...well you may have a point there."
Fortunately for Severus, he now owned his own, private swimming pool. Sunken into the ground, the pool was made to look almost natural if one ignored the fact that rectangular pools are not found in nature. Instead of rough concrete, the area around the pool was paved with warm slate tiles, with just enough texture to provide traction for wet feet. The pool itself was lined not with linoleum or concrete, but black slate. It made the pool seem deep and fathomless. The water was inviting and cool in the heat of summer, and Severus liked nothing more than to float in the inky depths and soak in the warmth of the sun.
...well, that and to watch his pool boy go to work.
"...oh please! I know we've been dealing with tripe but this is... That's... so..."
Cliché as it might have been, Severus couldn't deny that his pool boy was lovely to behold. Remus' skin was a golden bronze, his hair flecked by the sun as he moved around the pool. He didn't know that Severus had returned home early to watch him work, and so he was relaxed and easy. Bare-chested with ratty jeans his only covering. He had finished skimming and adjusting the chemicals in the pool, and was putting away the tools. He paused, looking at the water and wiping the sweat from his brow.
Severus licked his lips, watching as the ratty jeans were shed, revealing Remus to be nude underneath. He was thankful, once again, for his foresight in making sure the pool was surrounded by a stone wall and hedges for privacy. Otherwise, he doubted he would get to see such a sight as Remus' wiry body diving into the pool, the dark waters caressing him easily.
He let the werewolf emerge from the water, shaking glistening droplets form his hair, before he stepped out. "Is this what I pay you for?" he drawled, arching an eyebrow.
Remus looked up from the water and gave him a lazy, slow smile. "Had to make sure the chemicals were perfect," he answered easily, treading water. Two smooth, easy strokes brought him to the pool's edge, and he rested his elbows on the sun-warmed slate. "They are, by the way. The water's like satin." He tipped his head, sending a trail of water down his throat. "Care to join me?"
Severus regarded him for a moment, then smirked and shed his own clothes, watching as Remus' eyes darkened. Then, with an easy arch, he dives into the pool, letting the jet waters slide over his skin. As smooth, as Remus said, as satin.
He emerged, smoothing back his hair from his forehead. And Remus moves closer, their bodies brushing in the water. Remus smiled, sliding one hand behind Severus' neck to draw him in for a deep, lingering kiss. Severus purred, letting his hands trail over Remus' arms and shoulders. He can feel the heat coursing beneath Remus' skin, drawing to that one, velvety hardness.
Severus moved, pushing Remus against the wall. With a smirk at Remus' questioning glances, he takes a breath and ducks down. He finds Remus' erection easily, bobbing against his belly. And Severus hums before licking and sucking it beneath the water. He can hear Remus' moan through the hushed white noise of the water. Remus' hands weave into his hair as it floats around him like a black anemone. He takes Remus into his mouth, sucking.
When his lungs begin to ache, Severus releases his lover's cock to bob to the surface, sucking in air in great, heaving lungfuls. Remus kisses him, stealing more of the precious air and seeking his own taste in Severus' mouth. With another great gulp, he submerges, taking Remus into his mouth again, feeling the smooth skin of Remus' cock slide between his lips and over his tongue.
Remus tastes of the clean water, of a subtle musk. And Severus finds that he enjoys that taste, wants more of it. He sucks Remus in farther, feeling the spongy head brush against his throat. He swallows, and feels Remus jerk above him.
Again he emerges, gulping in air and more of Remus' frantic kisses, and again he dives down. He became light-headed, a strange euphoria flooded his senses. His lungs ache, and yet he barely feels it. He only feels a lassitude, a pleasure that burns slowly in his cock. He can hear Remus moaning and chanting his name above him. He can feel the frantic pulse in the veins of Remus' cock.
He felt the exact moment before Remus came. When the cock in his mouth twitched, the balls tightened, he bobbed down further, taking Remus almost into the back of his throat.
And swallowed.
Remus cried out above him, his hips jerking, and Severus swallowed down the hot semen as it spurt from his lover's cock. He swallowed, his head spinning from lack of air. When Remus tugged on his head, he popped to the surface like a cork, gasping for air.
Remus kissed him, pushing air into his lungs, even as his hand gripped Severus' cock. "Breathe, Severus," he panted, even as his perfect strokes robbed Severus of that same necessary air. "Breathe... come for me..."
He came and came and came, pulsed over Remus' hand as his vision grayed to a near dream-like oblivion. He swam slowly back to consciousness, and was surprised to find Remus cradling him, petting his hair, kissing him.
"Severus... my Severus..."