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Challenge #252: Fruit [R]

Title:
Fruit of the Vine

Author: [info]bonfoi
Rating: R
Pairing: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape
Summary: Remus has a fantasy that Severus is determined will be perfect.
Challenge: [info]snupin100 Challenge #252: Fruit
Word Count: 100 x 3
Genre: PWP; Romance; Humor
Warnings: None
A/N: Under the influence of a flu, still. Second drabble set.






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Disclaimer: The world of Harry Potter, its characters and settings are the copyrighted works of J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros., her publishing companies and affiliates. No profit was made from the writing of this story nor was any malice intended in any way, shape or form to the author or the actors/actresses who so brilliantly have brought them to life.

This author is not responsible for underage readers. Please observe the ratings, warnings, and age of legal consent for your country.


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Severus peeled a grape and set it aside. He repeated this action, over and over, until the whole bunch was skinned and piled into a lopsided pyramid on his plate. Without glancing up as he reached for another bunch, Severus swatted Remus’ hand away.

Remus pulled his hand back and blew a kiss at his determined lover.

“If you have a fantasy about being fed peeled grapes by your slave boy, you should at least allow me to ready the grapes. Otherwise, you may have to wait an inordinate amount of time for anything else you desire of your slave.”




Remus’ belly quivered as Severus created a line of peeled grapes from below his ribs to above his quivering, neglected cock. “I thought you were going to feed me the grapes, not use me for a wine press.”

Severus slithered up Remus’ body, squashing grapes between their bodies and slipping quite easily in the juice. One got caught in Remus’ belly-button but Severus dislodged it easily.

“Slave boy, wine merchant…I just like to get you sticky and sweet on the outside, Remus.” Severus leaned down and licked Remus’ collarbones. “Makes everything taste…good.” He leered. “Like the cream on the inside.”




Turn-about being fair play, Remus woke Severus up by lining a row of peeled grapes to either side of his somnolent prick, lying so innocent in repose and so wickedly fulfilling when not. No longer round, the grapes stayed in position as Remus nipped and licked Severus awake.

Severus’ hips thrust up suddenly as Remus squeezed some grapes so that the juice flowed down the apex of Severus’ groin, dampening his bollocks and pubic hair. Remus rode his awakening Thestral until he could calm Severus to full awareness.

“Didn’t want to waste them so I thought banana split for breakfast.”

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Comments

*giggles*

Nice!
Fruity giggles are good!