LMoM: Tried and True, 22 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): crossdressing 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: 1,063
Note: Ok, so, I use a couple of words in this one. A susohiki is the technical name for the kimono with the trailing skirt worn by Geisha. The nagajuban is the under-kimono, worn between the skin and the susohiki. The obi is the sash worn around the waist with the intricate knot, and the obijimi is a string tied over the obi to help support and keep the knot in place. A tokkuri is the carafe used to serve sake. And yes, I have totally spoiled you for what you are going to see behind the cut. :D
Severus Snape decided that he rather liked the feeling of veil-thin silk against his skin.
"...why do you have this fondness for dressing me as a woman?"
He walked slowly behind the owner of the teahouse, all of his movements regal and elegant. The trailing edge of his susohiki flicked along the floor like the tail of a koi fish, drawing attention to how still the rest of his body was as he walked. It was a beautiful green, emerald around the neck and shoulders and darkening to an almost black along the hem, embroidered with cranes in flight done in silver thread. The obi was a creamy white, embroidered with a design of silver feathers, the obijime a dark green. Sine he was indoors, the only part of the nagajuban visible was the collar, again white with silvery embroidery.
His dark hair was coiled in an intricate chignon, its only decorations a simple silver comb and pin, which dangled emerald crystals along his painted cheek.
Severus bowed his head when the servant slid the door open, stepping inside gracefully. When he lifted his head, he got to see a rather amusing sight; Remus Lupin, staring at him agog.
He smiled, and moved to kneel beside Remus. "I hope I have not kept you waiting," he murmured.
"No," Remus said, still staring at him. "Not at all. To be honest... it was worth waiting for."
Severus curved his head to the side, smiling and miming shyness. "You flatter me," he said. He lifted the little tokkuri of sake, gracefully sweeping aside the edge of his sleeve to reveal the jaunt of his wrist. As he poured, he could feel Remus' eyes trailing over him. Devouring him.
"Thank you," Remus said, taking the cup and drinking it eagerly. Severus smiled again, and began entertaining his guest with talk and anecdotes. As Remus drank his sake, he smiled, obviously pleased.
"Shall I dance for you?" Severus asked, tipping his head. When Remus eagerly agreed, Severus stood up gracefully. A wave of his hand made the music crystals thrum with magic, before they began to produce the soft sounds of a samisen. Severus took up two fans, opening them with a practiced snap.
Severus danced, his arms curving through the air like the fronds of a sea fern, the movement accentuated by the fans. His back curved and arched, creating beautiful and erotic lines along his body. He would glance up at Remus from under his lashes, pleased to note that his patron was utterly enthralled by the movements. The music floated through the air, and Severus moved in a perfect visualization. When the music came to its inevitable conclusion, he bowed his head.
When he raised his head, Severus was unsurprised to see Remus right in front of him, eyes darkened with lust. Remus leaned in and scent along his throat, his hands going to the knot of the obijime and quickly undoing the smaller knot before working on the larger knot of the obi. Severus felt a shiver of anticipation at the feel of Remus' warm breath ghosting along the skin of his throat. He obligingly tipped his head to the side, giving Remus more to explore.
With a low groan, Remus shifted just enough to let the obi fall to the ground before pulling Severus flush against him. Severus gasped, letting his head fall back at the feel of his burgeoning erection brushing the veiled silk of his nagajuban. Remus peppered his throat with kisses and nips, murmuring softly as he lowered them both to the ground.
Remus looked at him, those golden eyes remaining on Severus' face as his hand wormed beneath the susohiki. He wrapped his hand around Severus' erection, the filmy silk warming at his touch. Severus gasped, arching a little as Remus began stroking him slowly, moving the silk along his fever heated skin. He could feel Remus' gaze like a caress, and he moaned softly when he felt Remus' lips against his collarbone.
Severus felt his arousal coil in his belly, the silk becoming damp with precome. Remus stroked him, watching the play of pleasure across his face as if it were the more absorbing dance. Severus' fingers curled against Remus' shoulders, his body arching and rocking his hips into Remus' hand. When he finally crested, it rolled through him like waves rolling over sand, going on and on until only little eddies of pleasure rippled along his nerves.
"Beautiful," Remus breathed, brushing a kiss against Severus' throat. "So beautiful... Severus..."
Severus shifted back, putting a hand on the center of Remus' chest. Gently, he pushed Remus to lie on his back, kneeling over his legs. Keeping his eyes on Remus' face, he deftly unfastened the placket of Remus' trousers, sliding them open just enough to let his erection bob up. Remus hissed in a breath when Severus began to stroke him, slicking him with conjured lubricant.
He outright groaned when Severus lifted himself up and sat back over his cock, enveloping him in the welcoming warmth of his body.
Severus sighed, resting his hands on Remus' chest as he began undulating slowly. He lifted up, back arching just a little before he rocked back down. Remus filled him so perfectly, it sent ripples of pleasure along his already sated body. Remus moaned, watching him with glazed, darkened eyes. Severus kept the pace slow, almost languorous as he rocked and seated himself again and again on Remus' cock. Remus captured one of his hands, drawing it to his lips and kissing the delicate wrist.
"Yes... Severus... so beautiful..." he murmured, watching... enthralled... enraptured.
Severus lifted his other hand, gently tugging out the pin and comb, letting his hair fall in a wave over his shoulder. When he rocked forward, his hair brushed against Remus' cheek. Remus' nostrils flared, catching the scents of cinnamon and sandalwood wafting from the inky skeins. With a moan, he arched up, his body shuddering with his climax. Severus hummed as Remus filled him, the upwards thrusting of his lover's hips causing a flare of warmth and pleasure to spread through his body.
Panting, Remus wound his hand in Severus' hair, drawing him down for one kiss, which blended into a second and third. Slow and drugging and so warm...
Severus let himself revel in it, quietly basking in the heat of Remus' adoration.