azure_rosa (azure_rosa) wrote in pervy_werewolf, @ 2011-05-25 22:43:00 |
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Entry tags: | #lmom 2011, author: azure_rosa, kink: alpha remus, kink: collaring, kink: d/s, kink: rough sex, remus/severus |
All is Fair in Love and War - day twenty five
Title: All is Fair in Love and War
Author/Artist: azure_rosa
Rating: pg-13?
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Warnings: Talk of scent marking, rough sex, D/s, leather and collaring
Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2011
Word count [if applicable]: 536
day twenty four
Day came again, dawning wet and drearily. Severus tried half-heartedly to roll over and go back to sleep, but had no luck. Remus did not need to awaken for several hours yet, so he reluctantly pulled himself away from his warm and sleeping lover, set the alarm and went about preparing for his day.
The Wolfsbane should be finished and Remus would have to start taking it tonight. Severus had a love/hate relationship with this time of the month. He felt horrible for feeling any appreciation for the effects of the wolf on his lover, even with the potion it was an atrocious curse to live under, but he couldn’t help but look forward to the week prior.
He loved Remus all of the time, both in bed and out, but the week before everything between them was just more. Remus was less standoffish and more casually affectionate, reaching out for him whenever he was in range, pulling him in for kisses and caresses which frequently became much more. He became more intense as a lover, though he was never bad by any stretch; his restlessness had often been burnt off by prolonged, strenuous, glorious sex during the week before his change.
Remus became more rough, dominant and demanding, driving him into the wall, the bed, whatever, and pulling some of the most intense orgasms he had ever had from him in the process. Severus knew he wouldn’t like things to be quite that intense all of the time, as it was he usually wound up pleasantly sore most of the week prior to the full, yet when the time came around again he was always ready and eager for it to begin.
He still searched for a cure for his lover whenever possible, but nothing had worked, even on lesser weres. As Severus worked he pondered his next gambit in their little game. It was Remus’ turn to have a fantasy fulfilled, but he was running out of items on the list. The scent marking looked interesting, but he wanted to hold off on that until the night before the full if he could, Remus’ sense of smell would be at its sharpest and thus he would most enjoy coming all over him and experiencing their scents co-mingling then.
Possibly something more in the realm of foreplay then? Hmmm… Remus had expressed an appreciation and desire to experience his scent mixed with leather, did he still own those dragonhide trousers from so long ago? That seemed a bit tame though, what else could he do to spice things up…?
Mentally reviewing his old things Severus recalled the other half of his clubbing clothes, his collar. It was black of course, made of dragonhide just like the trousers, simple and solid, about an inch wide with a silver buckle and D loop. Remus had never seen either, though Severus was quite sure they were shoved carefully in the back of his wardrobe, “just in case” he should ever need them again. It seemed he would get to wear them at least one more time.
An evil smirk graced his lips as he began bottling the Wolfsbane carefully, this, Severus mused to himself, would be highly entertaining.
day twenty six