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All is Fair in Love and War - Day three
Title: All is Fair in Love and War
Author/Artist: azure_rosa
Rating: nc-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Warnings: Bondage, power play (mild), iceplay
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 1227


day two

Severus lay in bed the following morning after a more through seeing to than he’d had since they first moved in together. He still ached pleasantly from the gymnastics of the evening before. Remus was curled up beside him, beaming sleepily like only the truly shagged out can.

“You cheated.”

“Yup!” Remus looked completely unrepentant as he smiled back at his lover.

“You do realize I have to punish you for that.”

“Oh, do you? That sounds promising! Do I get a spanking?” Remus’ sated smile morphed into a hopeful one.

“Somehow I think that would only encourage you.”

“Spoilsport.”

“Incorrigible letch.”

“Only when it comes to you love.”

“Soppy sod too, aren’t you?”

“You love it. So, if I’m not getting a spanking for being a bad boy and breaking my own rules what do I get?”

“Hmmm let me think…” Severus crawled over to his lover still nude from the night before. “You,” Severus began, straddling his lover before leaning down for a long and inspiring kiss, “get to go to work,” he paused to nibble Remus’ lower lip, “knowing I’ve read your little list of perversions,” sucked the sensitized lip into his mouth before releasing it with a moist pop, “and I intend to make you positively howl,” dives in for another promising kiss, “when you get home, wolf.”

With a very smug smile Severus rolled off his eager lover and began to prepare for his day as if he hadn’t just gotten Remus all worked up over nothing.

Remus groaned in dismay, “You are truly evil, love.”

“I know.” From the way Severus said it, one would think Remus had just paid him the highest of complements.

For Remus the day seemed endless. Just knowing that Severus now had a list of all the things he wanted to try would be enough to drive him to distraction, but the added temptation of that morning coupled with it being his turn left Remus as excited and impatient as a little boy waiting for his birthday.

Any time he was not fully occupied his mind returned to obsessing over what awaited him at home. Which of his desires did Severus chose to fulfill? Did he choose more than one? Would it be something he would like in reality as much as fantasy? Oh Merlin, what if it flopped horribly?!

Severus would be upset and likely blame himself for the failure! Suddenly this whole thing sounded less like one of the most brilliant ideas he’d ever had and more like an accident waiting to happen. Finally his shift was over and Remus rushed home torn between excitement and trepidation.

Severus worked as he always did, but in the back of his mind he was plotting his lover’s torment. That list nearly made his knees give out. He was surprised at how many of their interests lined up, but the ones that didn’t were almost more intriguing. He didn’t personally see the appeal of some, but knowing they would affect Remus strongly was all the enticement he needed to give them a fair try.

He set up their bedroom very attentively for the evening, everything unusual carefully hidden from sight. It wouldn’t do for Remus to find his surprise early after all. Severus hadn’t had a more entertaining evening in ages. Remus looked ready to jump out of his skin at the slightest unexpected movement or sound, a fact his lover had gleefully exploited several times for his own amusement.

Remus finally calmed down when they went up to bed. Severus was trying not to smirk at the expression of relief and disappointment his lover had tried to hide from him. He waited quite deliberately until Remus had settled into bed before silently casting the trigger spell.

The four silken ropes he had hidden so conscientiously earlier in the day leapt at his lover, one for each limb, wrapping themselves firmly but comfortably around their respective extremity and spreading Remus out for Severus’ enjoyment. The look on Remus’ face was a priceless mix of shock and burgeoning interest.

Since clothing was clearly not desirable at the moment Severus took the liberty of banishing both of their sleepwear to the basket before moving to straddle his lover’s stomach. The ice he summoned, it charmed not to melt until removed from its bowl, floated over to him and the punishment began.

Remus was naturally quite warm, even warmer than most humans, while Severus tended to be cold. This difference in body temperature had pleased Remus greatly, giving him a handy excuse to cuddle with his typically stand-offish lover. This difference was amplified tenfold tonight.

Everywhere Severus touched him, the ice he held made his flesh hypersensitive. Inner arms, belly button, nipples, nothing was ignored. As soon as a pass with the ice was finished Severus’ lips, tongue and teeth followed leaving a burning trail in its wake. Remus squirmed and gasped, completely incapable of moving anything but his hips which pumped fruitlessly into the air, desperately seeking something, anything to rub against. He was torn between demanding Severus just get on with it and begging for more of the sweet torment that seemed endless.

Finally after who knows how long, Severus relented, preparing his lover carefully with his still icy hands. Remus shivered at the sensation of cold inside him, but the heat of his lover’s prick that replaced it was even more exquisite for the contrast. Remus thrashed as much as his bonds allowed, trying desperately to affect the glacial pace Severus had set, but he was thwarted. He was helpless and at his lover’s tender mercy. It was perfection.

Remus’ nature made him much stronger than most humans which made his occasional desire to give up control and power to one he loved and trusted harder. He could always pull away and assert his own will, even if he didn’t. Knowing that he couldn’t get away, that Severus held all of the power, was heady and oddly liberating. He found himself reacting more freely; sure he couldn’t accidentally hurt his lover even if he completely lost control.

Remus’ abandon spurred Severus from his slow and steady tease to pounding into his bound lover with relish. Snarls and moans rose up unabashedly from both as the end drew nearer. Severus rhythm began to falter and Remus started pleading for relief.

“Please! So close Severus, just one stroke, it’s all I need…!”

“You- you will come on my cock- or not at all, wolf. Come for me, love, you can do it!”

“Can’t, so hard, so close…”

“Then I will make you,” Severus leaned down and bit his lover’s neck drawing a broken growl and orgasm from Remus. Severus followed two thrusts later.

Once they caught their breath Severus released Remus from his bonds and set about cleaning them up.

“Why didn’t we do that years ago?” The blissful smile on Remus' face told Severus all he needed to know about his performance.

“Because I was laboring under the misapprehension you were an incurable top.”

“You could have asked.”

“And you could have told me you wanted me to tie your furry arse up and have my wicked way with you.”

“True. So, am I forgiven now?”

“I think so, yes, but next time you will get that spanking if you insist on misbehaving.”

“Promises, promises,” Remus muttered as he fell asleep.

day four