|savage_storm (savage_storm) wrote in snark_n_bark,|
@ 2008-12-18 18:47:00
|Entry tags:||complete, gaius, regulus, serenus, tybalt|
Ho Ho Ho said the Merry Men
Characters: Serenus, Tybalt, Regulus, Gaius
Summary: An evening of decorating at Azoth House leads to everyone being happy and gay. Especially the gay part.
"That ought to do it," Gaius said to himself, grinning with satisfaction as he emptied the last of the bottle of Old Ogden's into the huge bowl of eggnog. As far as he was concerned, the spirit of the season was only enhanced by a few more spirits of the alcoholic kind, and he didn't think the rest of the family would mind. The children were in bed, and it was time for the adults of Azoth House to enjoy setting up the decorations and the warmth of family.
Drawing his wand, he levitated the bowl and a stack of mugs ahead of him as he made his way to the parlor where the tree was set up. Tybalt had cut it down and carried it back by hand, waving away any offers of magical assistance in favor of straining and sweating as he lugged the huge conifer all the way from the forest. Gaius suspected Tybalt was just using it as an excuse to show off his toned muscles, but he had to admit Tybalt did present a rather attractive sight, all sweaty and manly. Not as gorgeous as his Regulus, of course, but then Regulus was exceptional in more ways than just his looks.
"Here we go - a little cup of holiday cheer," he announced as the bowl and mugs floated over to the sofa table, and then he flipped the white pompom on the end of his plush red Santa hat back out of his eyes. "Who has the mistletoe?"
"I did my herbological duty with the tree," Tybalt said, looking up from his position on the floor where he was sorting a box of ornaments. "And a fine one it is, if I do say so myself." He grinned at the tree, the top of it almost brushing the high ceiling of the room. He'd put on a CD of Muggle Christmas music, the current song extolling the horrors of the Grinch. Rich scents filled the air, and he was looking forward to the evening, as they made a little magic that had less to do with wizardry than with childish delight in the holiday.
"It is a fine one," Serenus said, pausing behind Tybalt and bending to drop a kiss on top of his head before continuing to the mantle, garland in hand. "You did an excellent job, my burly Auror."
Regulus picked up a mug of spiked eggnog and raised it in a toast. "I agree. It's the finest tree I've seen in years." He paused and grinned mischievously. "Of course, I spent twenty years in the desert and haven't decorated since I've been home, so perhaps that isn't saying much."
Tybalt smiled at Serenus, reaching out to pat his arse as he walked by, then turned to eye Regulus with a raised brow, although his blue eyes sparkled with amusement. "Hmphf. Well, you could transfigure some of the ornaments to look like sphinxes, I suppose, to help you feel more comfortable. I refuse to let you transfigure the spruce into a palm tree, though. That would be just a little too much."
Gaius chuckled, picking up mugs of eggnog for Tybalt and Serenus. "Here, take this," he said, handing one to Tybalt. "It's definitely a fine tree by any standards." Crossing to the mantle, he held Serenus' mug, waiting for him to finish hanging the garland. "The house looks beautiful, Serenus. It's a good thing you aren't competing with me for the decorating part of the business. I have the awful feeling you'd kick my arse."
"Nonsense." Serenus smiled, pleased by the compliment, and he took a sip of the eggnog, his eyes widening. "Merlin! Much of this, and we'll all be quite merry gentlemen indeed!" He glanced sidelong at Tybalt, his smile turning wicked. "Which could be fun."
"We need the mistletoe first," Regulus said. "Don't tell me no one got any, because I would hate to see Gaius cry."
Chuckling, Serenus shook his head. "Not to worry, I remembered to get some," he said reassuringly. "I just haven't hung it yet. It's in the kitchen, if you want to get it and decide on a strategic place."
Tybalt raised his mug in a toast to Serenus, his own smile predatory. "Oh, yes. Fun indeed. And you should enjoy it while you can, love, since in not too many more weeks, you'll have to give up alcohol for a while. Of course, it could facilitate the practice in the meantime, which is all to the good."
Gaius rolled his eyes. "And you have the nerve to say Regulus and I are insatiable," he sniffed, his lips twitching as he fought the urge to smile. He pulled his wand. "Accio mistletoe!" The greenery obediently came floating from the kitchen, and he levitated it upward as he crossed to Regulus. "Let's see... who shall I start with? Ah, yes... Mr. Black. Not that we need mistletoe as an excuse, but I won't tell if you don't."
"I suspect they already know," Regulus replied, amusement lacing his voice, but he put his mug aside so he could wrap his arms around Gaius and pull him close.
Serenus studied the mantle critically for a moment before deciding he was satisfied, and then he went to sit beside Tybalt, shouldering him affectionately. "Not that we need spiked eggnog as an excuse to facilitate practice," he said, waggling his eyebrows suggestively.
Tybalt smiled, draining his mug of eggnog and setting it aside so that he could wrap one arm around Serenus' shoulders, turning his head to nuzzle Serenus' cheek. "No, no excuses needed at all. You are intoxicating enough all on your own, my love. You being in the same room is more than enough incentive for me to ravish you."
Gaius gave Regulus a heated look as the mistletoe hovered over their heads. "I suspect they do," he replied, wrapping his arms around Regulus' shoulders and pressing against him. "But kiss me anyway. It's tradition, and I rather like tradition. Or at least ones that involve kissing."
"I'm not at all surprised," Regulus said, smiling, and then he leaned close and brushed his lips lightly against Gaius' before drawing back. "Will that do?" he asked, blinking innocently. He knew the answer, of course, but he couldn't resist teasing a little.
Serenus leaned into the nuzzling and shifted closer to Tybalt, his smile widening. "I'm glad to hear it," he murmured, giving Tybalt a heated look. "I do want to practice before we begin trying to conceive in earnest. Not that I have any doubts about your prowess, but practice never hurt."
"Practice makes perfect," Tybalt replied, tightening his arm. The look in Serenus' eyes made his desire flare, and he slid his free hand behind Serenus' neck under his hair, stroking the sensitive skin at the nape of his neck. "Think we can forgo the mistletoe?" he asked, then captured Serenus' lips in a deep kiss.
Gaius was too absorbed in Regulus to pay any attention to either his brother or the mistletoe. "Absolutely not," he said mock indignantly, then kissed Regulus hard, knowing that Regulus had been teasing him and wanting to settle the score to both their satisfaction.
With a quiet hum of amusement, Regulus parted his lips and returned the kiss, smoothing his hands up and down the length of Gaius' back and eventually letting them come to rest on Gaius' arse; Serenus and Tybalt were too engrossed to notice anything, after all, and if they did say anything, he would claim the mistletoe at Azoth House was more potent than the garden variety mistletoe found anywhere else.
Shivering, Serenus put his mug aside and wound his arms around Tybalt, leaning into the kiss eagerly, and he nipped at Tybalt's bottom lip, a hungry little growl rising in his throat.
Tybalt didn't hesitate to part his lips, deepening the kiss as he held Serenus tightly, relishing the feel of Serenus in his arms. It didn't matter that they had been together for a few years; he had no doubt that in a hundred years, he would hunger for Serenus just as much as he did at this moment, perhaps even more. He moaned happily at the familiar, intoxicating taste of his husband, wondering if the tree could wait another day so that they could go upstairs and start the "practice".
Gaius gave a deep purr of satisfaction at Regulus' response, arching into the caress of Regulus' hands and pressing back against them as Regulus cupped his arse. Pulling back from the kiss, breathless and aroused, Gaius smiled seductively. "Well. That was some kiss, Mr. Black. Perhaps we should go upstairs so that you can jingle my bells before we trim the tree."
Chuckling, Regulus squeezed and patted Gaius' arse. "I'm willing to jingle your bells or stuff your stocking." He glanced over at the other couple, who seemed happily engrossed. "Somehow, I think the tree is going to go lacking for a while, so I don't feel guilty if we take a little break. It seems we won't be the only ones."
Drawing back, Serenus nuzzled Tybalt's nose and smiled. "You're right: we don't need any mistletoe," he murmured. "In fact, I find myself disinterested in all greenery at the moment."
"Let's go, then," Gaius said, laughing. He pulled back and took Regulus' hand. "We'll, um, be right back. In a while." He didn't think the announcement really registered with Serenus and Tybalt, but he didn't care; if they wanted a little fun of their own, more power to them. "Upstairs. Now." The words were quiet but insistent as he tugged Regulus toward the foyer, thirsting for something that only Regulus could quench.
Tybalt waved vaguely at the other two, not looking away from Serenus. "I have no interest in greenery, either," he murmured, rising to his feet and pulling Serenus up easily. "I suggest that we check out the decorations in our bedroom. More precisely, I would like to see you decoratively lounging against the sheets."
Letting Tybalt pull him up, Serenus rose. "That can easily be arranged," he said with a coy smile as he clasped Tybalt's hand and twined their fingers. "I'm happy to give you a nice, big present early, because you've been a very good boy this year."
"I have, haven't I?" Tybalt's smile was smug, and he gave Serenus' hand a squeeze. "Of course, I don't object to a spanking, even if I was very good. Or being tied up. Or anything else you'd like." He moved toward the doorway, amused to notice that Gaius and Regulus were long gone. "Looks like we weren't the only ones thinking about a different way to enjoy the holiday cheer. Either that or Gaius put more than whiskey in that eggnog."
"Well, we've all been rather busy lately between work, family, and the holidays," Serenus replied as he tugged Tybalt's hand to lead him up the stairs. "I'm not surprised we were all ready to take a mistletoe break. The decorations can wait. If we don't finish tonight, we can rope Severus and his brood into helping us finish some other time."
"An excellent plan," Tybalt replied, eagerly following in Serenus' wake. "Especially since it gives us an opportunity to indulge in wicked plans of our own."
When they reached the bedroom, Tybalt shut and locked the door behind him, then stalked toward Serenus, his gaze predatory. They had been entirely too busy of late, and he was looking forward to spending time driving Serenus mad with pleasure. "So, my pretty, now that I have you, what shall I do with you?" he asked in a lewd tone. "Or let you do with me, as the case may be. I'm happy to indulge you in whatever will make you jolly and gay."
"I think you've already made me quite gay," Serenus replied, laughing, and he paused to slip off his shoes and socks before hopping onto the bed. "But having you naked and in our bed with me would be a good first step toward making me jolly as well."
Grinning, Tybalt stepped out of his shoes and pulled off his socks, letting them fall wherever they landed. Then he stripped his jumper over his head and unfastened his jeans. Wriggling his hips, he gave Serenus a look that was too innocent to be innocent. "Feeling jollier yet?" he asked, batting his lashes coyly.
Serenus licked his lips as he let his gaze roam up and down the length of Tybalt's body. "I feel rather merry, but not quite jolly yet," he said, his voice deep and husky. Quickly, he pulled his own jumper up and off and tossed it over the side of the bed, and he smoothed his hands slowly down his chest. "What about you?" he asked, his smile wicked.
"Getting there, definitely getting there." Tybalt watched the slide of Serenus' hands over his own body, desire flaring higher at the sight. He took a step closer to the bed as he hooked his thumbs into the waistband of his jeans, then eased them and his boxers down. The fabric fell into a puddle at his feet, and he stepped out of them, standing naked in front of Serenus, striking a body-builder pose with his arms flexed to show off his muscles. Lifting a brow, he grinned, looking like a naughty schoolboy. "Ho ho ho?"
"Mmmm...." Serenus swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood up, stalking toward Tybalt. He reached out and caressed the bulge of Tybalt's muscles and ran his hands down the length of Tybalt's torso, savoring the feel of warm skin beneath his palms. "Santa thinks you've been a very good boy," he purred, sliding one hand lower to tease Tybalt. "Santa wants to stuff your stocking until you scream."
A breathless gasp escaped Tybalt at the feel of Serenus' hands on him, and then he moaned as Serenus touched the most sensitive spot of all. "You can stuff my stocking or anything else you like," he growled, wrapping his arms around Serenus and pulling him close. "I'll scream so loudly, you'll be very, very glad of those silencing charms we put on the room." With that, he bent his head and claimed Serenus' lips, kissing him deeply and hungrily, eager to taste and feel Serenus in every way possible.
Winding his arms around Tybalt's neck, Serenus parted his lips and returned the kiss with equal hunger, taking control and claiming Tybalt's mouth with a possessive little growl. He tightened his hold and herded Tybalt toward the bed, his own need rapidly growing at the feel of Tybalt's body against his.
"That sounds like a challenge, one I'm eager to fulfill," he replied, nipping at Tybalt's bottom lip, and he slid his hands down to tease Tybalt's nipples lightly with his thumbs. "I want to hear you scream. I want you out of your mind with pleasure." He glanced up at Tybalt coyly. "Do you think I can manage that?" he asked, flicking one nipple harder.
Tybalt went along more than willingly, already breathing hard as Serenus started in on his efforts to make him crazy. "Yes," he said, his voice strangled as his knees went weak. Electric flares of need shot through him with every brush of Serenus fingers over the taut bud of his nipple. "You're already well on your way, but I think that being in the bed would definitely enhance the experience."
"Then get up there," Serenus growled, giving Tybalt a little push, a predatory gleam in his dark eyes. "As soon as you're on your back and waiting for me, I'll go all the way."
Tybalt's blue eyes darkened with desire, and he wasted no time jumping into the big bed, scrambling up so that he could prop himself against the pillows, not hesitating to put himself on display. He ran his hands down his body, touching himself and giving Serenus a wicked smile. "I'm waiting, Mr. Snape," he drawled, his voice low and husky. "I'm ready to take anything and everything you want to dish out."
Serenus followed the path of Tybalt's hands with his gaze, drinking in the sight of Tybalt caressing himself avidly, and he wasted no time in shedding the rest of his clothes and leaping onto the bed. Straddling Tybalt's body, he braced himself over Tybalt and bent to brush a teasing kiss against Tybalt's lips.
"Good," he murmured, trailing kisses interspersed with gentle bites along Tybalt's jaw and down his throat. "I'm ready to start dishing." He lifted his head and gazed down at Tybalt heatedly. "And I'm ready to take."
"Take anything you'd like... especially if it's me," Tybalt growled, running his hands down Serenus' back to his arse and squeezing. He tilted his head back, giving Serenus better access to his throat, and bucked his hips as he sought more contact, his arousal rising to an almost unbearable degree. "I want you so much, love... more than anything else in the world."
Smiling against Tybalt's soft, warm throat, Serenus nuzzled beneath his ear affectionately. "I want you too," he murmured, nipping at Tybalt's earlobe as he wriggled against Tybalt's hands. "More than anything. More than anyone."
Moving his way down, he nibbled, licked, and kissed every inch of bare skin he could reach, mapping Tybalt's body anew even though it was as familiar to him as his own. He moved lower and caressed Tybalt's thighs as he gazed up at Tybalt, his expression wicked. "Well, well," he purred. "It looks like I found a very big present all for me."
Tybalt looked down the length of his body, meeting Serenus' gaze, his breath catching at the wicked tone of Serenus' voice. "All for you," he replied, licking his lips in anticipation. Every inch of his skin was tingling and alive from Serenus' touch, and anticipation was threatening to drive him mad. He wriggled with the effort of remaining still beneath Serenus when he wanted to buck his hips. "Anything you want, you can have."
Licking his lips, Serenus glanced down. "Oh, I see what I want," he said, grinning evilly. A charm took care of his gag reflex, and he swiftly closed his lips around Tybalt, humming happily as he offered the pleasure of his mouth.
A strangled groan of pleasure escaped Tybalt as he was engulfed in the wet heat of Serenus' mouth. He fisted his hands in the sheets, his toes curling as his desire threatened to spiral out of control. It took an effort of epic proportions to keep from thrusting up, and a sheen of sweat bathed his body. "So good... Serenus! Feels wonderful..."
Chuckling, Serenus continued torturing Tybalt, stroking Tybalt's quivering sides and stomach, and he slid one hand to Tybalt's hip and squeezed gently, giving him permission to move and thrust if he wanted to.
Unable to resist the invitation, Tybalt moved, giving a soft cry as pleasure mounted in a rising wave. He murmured incoherent words of love and praise, moving his hands to thread them in Serenus' silken hair, relishing the connection between them. It finally grew to be too much, and with a gasp, he called out Serenus' name, his body tensing as he shattered in ecstasy, unable to hold back.
Breathing hard, he slumped back against the mattress, looking at Serenus with adoration. "So perfect... so wonderful, my love... thank you."
With a hungry little moan, Serenus eagerly lapped up every last drop before lifting his head, and he smiled sweetly up at Tybalt, his eyes warm with affection. "You're quite welcome," he replied, squeezing Tybalt's hip again. "It was my pleasure too. I love pleasing you." He began easing his way up Tybalt's body, making sure to slide every inch of his skin against Tybalt's as much as he could. "I love knowing I can give you so much pleasure," he added as he bent to kiss Tybalt gently.
Tybalt returned the gentle kiss, tasting himself on Serenus' lips and humming with pleasure as he wrapped his arms around Serenus and held him close. "You do please me in every way," he said, arching up against Serenus to increase the contact between them. He slid his hands up Serenus' back, then scraped his nails downward lightly. "Take your pleasure in me, my darling. I want to give you as much joy and pleasure as you give me."
Arching against Tybalt's hands, Serenus growled softly and murmured the preparation charms against Tybalt's lips. "You do give me joy and pleasure," he said. "Just being with you gives me greater joy than I've ever known."
He positioned himself between Tybalt's legs and eased into Tybalt slowly and gently, a soft hiss of pleasure escaping him as he savored the slow slide into Tybalt's warm, tight body. "So good," he murmured. "Feels so very good, caro."
"I want it to feel good for you," Tybalt replied, smiling as Serenus entered him, continuing to caress Serenus, enjoying the contact. "You make me so happy, love. You complete me in every way." Moving his head, he pressed his lips to Serenus' throat, lowering his hands to Serenus' hips and pulling him in even deeper. "Love me, Serenus - love me and let me give you everything I have."
"I will," Serenus replied as he began to move, the words more than half a groan. "I do."
He thrust slowly at first, savoring the connection, but soon need overtook his desire to prolong the pleasure, and he quickened the tempo of his hips, claiming Tybalt with harder, deeper thrusts; his skin grew damp with sweat, and he released a stuttering stream of praise and adoration, half in English and half in Italian as his pleasure built to a crescendo. Crying out Tybalt's name, he shattered, losing himself completely in heat, need, and love, all found in Tybalt's arms.
Panting, he slumped atop Tybalt and nuzzled Tybalt's throat, humming contentedly. "Mmm... Perfect," he said with a happy sigh. "Love you so much."
Chuckling, feeling warm, happy, and loved, Tybalt held Serenus close, easily bearing his weight as he enjoying the nuzzling. "I love you, too, my beautiful husband," he replied, feeling gloriously sated and cherished. "You did indeed drive me out of my mind with pleasure - I've gotten the best Christmas present in the world, and he's right here in my arms."
"Mmmm... ditto," Serenus murmured, rolling off Tybalt so he could wrap his arms around Tybalt and snuggle close instead, twining their limbs. "There's nothing else I really want or need except you waiting for me under the tree. With or without a bow," he added with a playful leer.
Tybalt held Serenus close, pressing an affectionate kiss to the top of his head. "If I'm going to be tied up in any way, I'd prefer it to be in private in this bed, so that I can enjoy your reaction," he said, mirroring Serenus' leer. "Then for your birthday, I'm going to give you a very special present - one that take nine months to finish, but is worth every moment of it."
Serenus wriggled happily and gave Tybalt a tight squeeze. "I can't wait," he replied. "I'm looking forward to expanding our brood. Not to mention being waited on hand and foot when I'm too big to waddle around myself," he teased.
"I promise I'm going to spoil you rotten," Tybalt promised solemnly. "Severus is going to be positively green with envy at how much I'm going to spoil you. Not to mention I plan to get the twins in on the act this time. They're plenty big enough to help me take care of their papa while he's making them a new brother or sister. I suspect that Regulus and Gaius will be quite happy to lend a hand as well. You'll not have to lift a finger the whole time!"
Laughing, Serenus snuggled closer and settled in with a contented sigh. "I'll be as spoiled as Severus by the time the baby is born," he said, still chuckling. "As if we need two divas in the family!"
"There may be two in the family, but only one who owns my heart." Tybalt caressed Serenus' hip, relaxing and enjoying this perfect moment. "You're all I could ever want or need, and I'm looking forward to giving you the attention you deserve."
"I'm looking forward to it," Serenus replied, smiling. "The practice, the pregnancy, the spoiling - all of it. But for now..." He relaxed and pillowed his head on Tybalt's shoulder. "You should get some rest. We have Christmas shopping to do tomorrow, and I may want more practice beforehand," he said, trying and failing to sound innocent.
"Practice does make perfect - although there's no way to improve upon you," Tybalt replied, chuckling as well. He laid his cheek against the top of Serenus' head, and released a gusty sigh of contentment. "Not to mention we have to finish decorating. A busy day, but a good one. Every day with you is a good day, and every night is heaven."
"I couldn't agree more," Serenus murmured, stroking Tybalt's chest gently and letting his hand come to rest over Tybalt's heart. "This is definitely heaven, and I can't imagine being happier than I am when I'm in your arms."
"Then never leave," Tybalt said. He closed his eyes, his breathing slowing as contentment allowed him to relax bonelessly. "There's no place else I ever want to be."