Severus Snape (ensnared_senses) wrote in snark_n_bark, @ 2008-05-18 20:50:00 |
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Entry tags: | complete, remus, severus |
This and That...
Characters: Remus, Severus
Summary: Severus changes; Remus rejoices. Immediately follows this scene.
A faint crack signaled the return of Remus and Severia back to Snape Manor. The battle was over, apparently won, but exhaustion and sheer relief meant that it hadn't actually sunken in yet. With a sigh of relief, Remus turned, pulling Severia into his arms and holding her close and tight.
"I hope we never, ever have to go through anything like that ever again," he murmured, burying his face against her neck and breathing deeply. "No more wars, no more battles... not even a minor skirmish. We've been through enough."
"Agreed." Severia wound her arms around Remus and sagged against him, exhausted but very relieved to be home in one piece. "At least it was over quickly, and perhaps now, we won't have to deal with the magical drain anymore."
"I hope not." Remus stroked Severia's back, relishing the feeling of his mate safe and sound in his arms. "I have to admit, in spite of everything, I feel better than I have in weeks. Drained, but better, if that makes any sense." He pulled back to search Severia's face. "How about you? You're all right? That damned Mark didn't do anything to you, did it?"
"No, I'm fine." Severia brushed a stray lock of hair from Remus' cheek gently. "Aside from the usual post-battle aches and pains, I feel quite well. Like you, I feel better than I have for a while. It's good having magic..." She trailed off, frowning pensively and then growing wide-eyed. "I have magic. Do you realize what that means?"
"You're always magic to me, love," Remus said, leaning into the contact of Severia's fingers. "I think that..." His voice trailed off as realization finally struck. "You have magic! Of course! So... can you turn back?" He paused then, looking at her pensively. "More importantly... do you want to? I don't want you to do anything you're not completely ready for."
"I'm ready," Severia replied fervently. "This has been an interesting experience, but I have had enough. Although the last few days of it were quite pleasant," she added, a glimmer of heat in her eyes, remembering how Remus had overcome his phobia.
"Interesting, yes." Remus smiled, glad that he had gotten over his fear at last, and that in doing so, he'd managed to please Severia as well. "But I'm ready to have my Severus back. There are things I've missed a great deal." His own eyes darkened, and his smile held a hint of wickedness. "Well, then, do you want to try it alone? Or would you like for me to contact your brothers?"
"I will try it myself first," she said with a decisive nod. "If it fails for some reason, then we will call Serenus and Gaius. Perhaps Minerva as well."
"All right. First, though, a kiss for luck." Remus grinned and kissed Severia hard on the lips, then stepped back to give her room to conjure the spell. "Now, then, let's see what you can do."
Drawing her wand, Severia lifted it and drew in a deep breath, bracing herself for disappointment. She wanted to hope this would work, but she didn't want to get her hopes up too high, considering how luck had been running of late. She cast the spell, speaking the incantation in a strong, clear voice, and when she had finished, she glanced down at herself.
And saw a flat chest.
Yanking out the collar of her - his - dress, he saw he no longer had breasts. With a surge of exultation, he reached down to reassure himself that everything was back where it should be, and he sighed with relief when he felt that it was. He glanced up at Remus, a slight smile tugging one corner of his mouth.
"It would seem all is back to normal," he said.
"Yippee!" Remus laughed, wrapping his arms around Severus' waist, lifting him up and spinning him around in exultation. "My Severus! My darling mate! Fully restored at last!" He stopped, letting Severus down slowly so that their bodies slid together. "So... are you in any condition to make sure that everything has returned to proper function, as well as form?"
Severus raised one eyebrow, his expression turning wickedly amused. "I suppose I could muster the energy to test the equipment, if you like. Upstairs, then? We can collect the children afterward."
"Sounds like an excellent plan," Remus replied. He groped Severus' arse shamelessly, then bent slightly, sweeping an arm behind Severus' knees and the other behind his shoulders, picking Severus up with no difficulty. "I'll carry you, though, so you don't have to expend any unnecessary energy on something so mundane as walking up the stairs. After all, you have far more important things to do once we get there."
Linking his arms around Remus' neck, Severus let himself be carried, relaxing in Remus' arms as they went upstairs to the bedroom. "I'm sure I do," he murmured in Remus' ear, nipping at the lobe. "What did you have in mind?"
"Oh, this and that," Remus replied, kicking open the door to the bedroom and not bothering to shut it. They were alone in the house, after all, and free to enjoy themselves as they saw fit. He crossed to the bed, settling Severus down on the duvet, then bouncing in beside him, grasping Severus' shoulders and rolling until Severus was the one on top, pinning him down. "This, for starters." He bucked his hips. "That to follow, if you know what I mean."
"I believe I get the idea." Severus paused for a moment, considering his options; he briefly considered tying Remus up, but he thought Remus might want his hands free to touch this time since they were celebrating Severus' return to normal. Instead, he drew his wand again and banished their clothes, leaving them both bare to sight and touch. Straddling Remus' hips, he grasped Remus' wrists and pinned them to the mattress as he bent and claimed Remus' mouth in a demanding, possessive kiss.
Remus moaned. It was perfect, Severus' familiar weight pinning him down, the feeling of Severus' hands on his wrists, the demanding press of Severus' lips - it was everything he wanted, everything he'd missed. As different and special as being with Severus as a woman had been, Remus knew where his true desire really lay, and he arched up wantonly seeking to increase the contact between them. "Yours, all yours," he groaned between kisses, wanting to be as possessed as utterly and completely as he had possessed Severia.
"Yes, mine," Severus growled. Releasing Remus' hands, he began trailing kisses, nips, and licks down Remus' throat to his chest, mapping his body anew with lips, teeth, and tongue in an effort to drive Remus utterly mad.
Severus' onslaught was effective, indeed. Remus gasped, writhing against Severus, although not in an attempt to escape, but to urge Severus on. "More, more... missed you, love. Missed this. Want you to show me just how much you want and need me..."
"Yes, I want you," Severus murmured against Remus' skin. He swirled his tongue in Remus' navel and then moved lower to nuzzle the jut of his hip bone. "Yes, I need you." He moved lower still, teasing Remus with little kisses before drawing Remus' hard length into his mouth at last.
A sharp cry escaped Remus at the feeling of Severus' lips on his sensitive flesh. It had been too long, and he quivered with the effort of holding back, wanting nothing more than to let go completely. But it was too soon, and he clutched the covered in his fists, holding tight as his arousal spiraled higher and higher. "Perfect, wonderful," he breathed, staring down the length of his body so that he could watch Severus. He knew his face was flushed, his skin damp, but all his focus was on the sight of Severus there, giving him pleasure so freely and generously. "Love you!"
Severus smirked as he lifted his head and gazed up at Remus, pulling back with one last little lick. "My wolf," he growled as he settled between Remus' legs and reached for his wand again. He tapped Remus' hip and performed the spells to prepare him. "Are you ready for me to show you how much you belong to me?"
"Yes, oh yes. All yours," Remus breathed, watching Severus with eyes gone golden and wide with need. He reached up, placing his hands over his head in a gesture of complete surrender, almost vibrating in anticipation of being claimed by the man he loved. He gave a little growl, the wolf signaling its own desire to know the claim of its mate again. "Please, oh please, Severus. Now!"
Severus positioned himself, and with a groan, he eased into Remus, thrusting slowly until they were joined at last. He held still, braced over Remus, and gazed down at him. "Mine," he breathed. "All mine."
The sensation of being filled with the familiar heat of his mate was perfection. It had been far too long, and Remus welcomed Severus with a low moan, bracing his feet so that he could thrust back, increasing the pleasure. "All yours, always and forever," he said, arching up to put himself on display, relishing the heat in Severus' dark eyes. "Take me, love. Find your pleasure in me."
Curling his fingers around Remus again, Severus began to move at last, matching the rhythm of his hips and hand as he sought to send Remus over the edge; his gaze turned intense as he stared down, eagerly seeking every sign of Remus' pleasure.
"YES!" Remus cried out as Severus claimed him in earnest, every movement of their bodies a pure delight. He gave himself over to it completely, letting Severus see his enjoyment, abandoning himself completely to the experience. It didn't take long before he was exploding in pure rapture, crying out Severus' name as he shattered, totally absorbed in the glorious sensation of their joining.
Reveling in the sight, Severus stroked him until he was spent, watching avidly, and only when Remus slumped limply against the mattress did Severus release him and begin to thrust harder and faster, his own arousal spiraling higher. Mere moments later, he threw back his head and cried out, finding ecstasy in the tight, welcoming heat of Remus' body.
Panting, Severus eased away and sprawled on his back beside Remus, his heart pounding. "I trust that was satisfactory?" he asked with amusement lacing his voice as he rolled his head and looked at Remus.
With a little purr of pleasure, Remus rolled to his side, throwing an arm over Severus' chest and twining their legs as he rubbed his cheek against Severus' shoulder, sated and completely happy. "Oh, yes. More than satisfactory - glorious." He lifted his head slightly, his eyes full of happiness with a touch of amusement. "At the risk of making your head swell, you are the most fantastic lover in the world. I've missed being taken by you - so has the wolf."
Severus wrapped his arms around Remus and held him close, nuzzling the top of his head affectionately. "You won't have to go without any longer," he murmured. "Neither of us will. Thank God. That famine is something I don't care to repeat any time soon."
"Definitely." Remus sighed, stroking his hand over Severus' chest. Even if he seemed to have gotten over his fear of the female body, he was very glad to feel the familiar planes and angles of Severus' body beneath his hand. "I'm glad to have you back in your right form. Perhaps the occasional change wouldn't be bad, if you want it, but... well, this is the body I dream about, fantasize about, and want more than anything else in the world. My Severus."
"Yes, your Severus." He captured Remus' hand and brought it to his lips, pressing a kiss to the palm. "It is rather nice to be back in my old body." He fell silent for a moment, thinking. "The whole experience was rather disconcerting. I didn't mind being a woman so much, but it has been a long time since I felt insecure about my desirability." He turned his head to look at Remus again, his expression somber. "It taught me how much confidence you have given me over the past few years. I wouldn't be this way if it weren't for you."
Remus flushed, pleased by Severus' words, shivering a little at the sensation of Severus' lips against his palm. "Well, you deserve to have confidence, because it's true - you're a very desirable person, male or female, and I'm incredibly fortunate that I'm the one you chose to be with for the rest of your life." He moved his hand so that he could stroke Severus' cheek, enjoying the faint rasp of stubble against the pads of his fingers. "I never want you to be insecure again. You are fantastic, and how can you doubt your desirability after getting a gay man who was positively terrified to touch a female body to make love to you? If that isn't proof, I don't know what is!"
"Well, that helped bolster my confidence anew," Severus replied, nuzzling against Remus' hand. "It was somewhat unsettling before that, however. After years of being your personal god of sex, it was a shock to find myself in the middle of a sexual famine, resorting to wanking in the bath like a desperate teenager." He leaned forward and brushed a kiss against Remus' lips. "You made up for it spectacularly, however."
"I'm just sorry it took me so long to come 'round... er, pun not intended," Remus replied. He smiled, leaning forward to brush his lips against Severus'. "You deserve the best, and I intended to try to be that for you. I'd hate for you to decide to trade your wolf in on a fox, or a cat, or maybe a big bear."
"Never." Severus rolled onto his side so he could nestle closer. "I will never want any other than my wolf. To me, my wolf is the best." He released a sigh of contentment, relaxing in the embrace. "I am glad I could help you overcome your phobia. A bit self-serving of me, perhaps, but at least we have helped you unload some old baggage."
"Definitely. Old baggage is never a good thing." Remus paused, growing thoughtful. I just hope that some other old baggage, namely a certain Dark Lord, is gone for good as well. He didn't want to bring down the mood of the evening, though, and so he smiled again, drawing in a breath and releasing it in a slow, contented sigh. "We're good for each other, you know. That's the best part."
"Yes, we are," Severus agreed, smoothing his palm along the length of Remus' back. "And that," he said firmly, "is the limit of my soppiness for the occasion. If you wish to be soppy further, you will have to go it alone."
"Like that's ever a problem for me," Remus laughed, giving Severus a smacking kiss. He summoned his wand, pleased to once again be able to do something so simple, and cast a cleaning charm on them both before summoning the covers to drape over them. "I think we've earned a little nap, don't you? Tybalt will have told Serenus we won, and I doubt the your twin would begrudge us an hour or so alone, don't you think?"
"Well, if he does, he can turn the children over to Nanny Stella so he can bestow the spoils of victory on Tybalt," Severus replied tartly. "Either way, I think this is a situation in which it is better to beg forgiveness than ask for permission." With that, he snuggled under the covers, entangling his limbs with Remus as much as he could, and settled in, determined to have his nap with or without his brother's approval.
Remus chuckled, closing his eyes as well, relaxing as he enjoyed the fact that things were, at long last, back to normal. Perhaps it wasn't a normal that many people would understand, but it was all theirs, and as far as Remus was concerned, that made it the best thing in the world.