All is Fair in Love and War - day twenty three
Title: All is Fair in Love and War Author/Artist: azure_rosa Rating: pg-13 Pairing: Remus/Severus Warnings: oral implied, mild food porn Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011 Word count [if applicable]: 575
Going to a meeting after having a chat with one’s lover about trying something new and fun in bed makes it hard to keep one’s mind on said meeting. Going to a meeting in which the primary subject is a buttplug you designed and used to great effect on both yourself and your lover when you have to present it and explain to potential investors why it is a very good toy and they should in fact fund it is harder. Going to a meeting where all of this is going on with a hard-on from that morning’s flirting and memories of using said plug on said lover and yourself swimming through your mind is nigh on torture.
Luckily Remus had prepared for this meeting for weeks, planning his presentation and what he would say, thinking up potential questions they might ask and answering them, deciding if talking about his own solo experience with the toy was appropriate to bring up or not, everything was planned carefully and rehearsed. As Remus tried to maintain his pleasant façade as he waited for his turn to speak he reflected on his lot in life. If his worst complaint was sexual frustration because his mate liked to tease him before they engaged, Severus once said it made everything more intense as they both thought and waited impatiently for it throughout the day, growing more and more desperate for their reunion, if that was his worst complaint then he was a damn lucky bastard.
Remus’ smile became less forced and, perspective properly shifted, he managed to wow everyone there with his contribution.
After the meeting that would not end, Remus took his lunch break and then rushed back to work for the last hour, making himself useful stocking and running the cash register as he willed time to pass. Finally it was closing time and he was free to wrap things up and head home. Usually he would walk due to his restlessness as the moon waned, but knowing that he would get to play in bed with Severus when he arrived he eschewed his walk and apparated with a wolfish smile.
Dinner was a simple and quiet affair, but neither of them minded. That might have been at least partially due to the lascivious looks they kept shooting each other over their pasta. There might have been a few significant looks while proper table manners were ignored in favor of sucking down pasta while making appreciative noises, a warm up for the evening to come.
The teasing was hardly one sided, though Severus’ tended to be more subtle, relying on Remus’ already aroused and dirty mind to take his looks and pleased humming to be the promise he fully intended them to be. Remus didn’t bother with subtlety, knowing full well that Severus liked his directness when it came to sex. He deliberately moaned appreciatively and sucked his pasta as if it was something else entirely, eyes never leaving his lover’s face as if to say ‘this is what I’m going to do to you tonight, I know you want it every bit as much as I do, denying it is a waste of time.’ Before long both were squirming in their seats, eager for the promises they both were making to be fulfilled.
Finally the meal, clean up and the teasing was done. Remus followed Severus up the stairs to their room, more than ready to begin.