You just can't sneak up on a werewolf the day of the full moon Severus was hiding. Again. He was incredibly thankful for his mum's house having a cellar for a potions lab, and one of the reasons he was thankful was that it was an excellent hiding place when Remus was being stroppy. Sometimes, Severus had discovered, hiding was the only way to avoid rows with Remus. And Remus really seemed to want to row today. Severus, however, was determined to avoid a row. And since he was not actually good at not rowing when they were together, he was keeping the both of them separated.
So far, so good, but he also had to admit that he could feel a strange pull towards Remus' presence. He didn't know if it was anything actually magical or just emotional, but he was certain it had to do with the bond. He wanted to be with his mate, and he wasn't, and it made him restless. He'd dropped three jars of ingredients and knocked over his entire cauldron-full of potion, and cleaning up had been such a bloody annoying chore. Now the cauldron was simmering, finally, and he didn't have to do anything to it for a while.
Which was bad, because nothing was distracting him from thinking about Remus.
Remus had spent the morning trying to find something to occupy himself. Severus appeared to be hiding, or else wrapped up in some bloody important potion. The only thing that kept Remus from tromping down the stairs into forbidden territory was the notion that it might be the potion Severus was devising to relieve his symptoms the day after full. Then again, that potion had made him be sick the last time he'd taken it. They'd gone back to the standard one last full, and this full Severus was introducing one new ingredient.
Merlin, this was irritating! Remus threw his book down and jumped to his feet, pacing over to stare out the window. He tapped his fingers rapidly against the windowsill, wishing Severus would come upstairs. He didn't want to have a row, and he knew going down into Severus' potions kingdom would cause a row. But he really wanted Severus around.
Severus sighed and wondered if he could venture out of hiding long enough to get tea. He was so bloody bored and full of nervous energy, and it was making the time pass exceedingly slowly. He decided to risk it, crossing the room and taking care to ascend the staircase quietly. Then, once at the top, he opened the door slowly so as to not make any noise, and poked his nose out to see if the coast was clear.
Remus had turned when he heard the cellar door open (Honestly, did Severus think he was being sneaky? You just couldn't sneak up on a werewolf the day of a full moon. It wasn't possible.). He blinked and smiled ferally. "Severus," he murmured, his voice a low purr.
Oh, fuck. Severus had been hoping that Remus was upstairs, and wouldn't have heard him. Merlin, Remus was so bloody sexy, it was ridiculous. He was determined to ignore it, though. He had to focus on his potion. "Just come up for tea," Severus uttered hastily, then made a break for the kitchen because he had the strange feeling that if he didn't run he'd end up jumping Remus' bones instead.
Oooh, Severus was running from him. Remus' smile became a smirk and he darted after him. Wolves saw something running and chased it. He pounced Severus from behind, wrapping his arms around him and closing teeth on the back of Severus' neck. "Severus," he breathed again.
Shouldn't have run! Severus had time to think, and then he was caught. He jerked to a halt in Remus' arms, shivering at the teeth on his neck asking for his submission. He stared longingly at the sink, where the kettle was sitting innocently, waiting for him, and wondered how to get free. Struggling would not help, he reminded himself, prying at Remus' grip anyway and unaware his breathing had gone uneven.
"Don't you want me?" Remus asked, completely confident Severus did. He sucked on the back of Severus' neck.
"Fuck," Severus gasped, arching back against Remus even as he tried to twist free. "Potion at very critical stage," he managed, aware that was not a complete sentence, but it was very hard to display this much willpower when he was...very hard.
"Oh bugger," Remus muttered, sliding a hand down Severus' stomach to brush at the lovely hardness he found there. "I feel so bad when I cock up your work."
Severus shut his eyes, trying to concentrate, but all he could focus on was Remus' hand on his bulge. "So then let me go," he breathed, and wondered if there was really any point to struggling at all.
"But you're so bloody sexy," Remus breathed, licking at Severus' ear. "And I'm so bloody hard."
Severus let out a quiet groan before he could stop it. "Potion. Have to...brew...potion." He realised he'd stopped struggling, and wondered if he should go back to doing so. He suspected it would just make Remus all that more eager to have him, but it was tempting to urge on Remus' aggressive side, even though he knew he shouldn't.
Remus sighed and bit Severus' neck again, but gently. "Fine," he muttered. "Get your tea, then." With a supreme effort, he released his lover and shuffled backwards to the sofa. He dropped into the soft cushions, massaging his cock absently through his trousers.
Severus' eyes popped open wide when he found himself released and left alone. He felt much more disappointed than he thought he ought, but he hadn't really wanted Remus to leave him alone. He just wanted to insist on doing the responsible thing, so when Remus ignored his protest, he wouldn't feel bad about it. Now he had to make tea and shuffle back downstairs.
With a sigh for the aching erection he was now sporting, Severus forced himself to go through the motions of making tea, wishing Remus weren't so accommodating.
Merlin, Remus had been hoping Severus would say "sod the potion" and jump him. Instead it appeared Remus really was going to have to take care of this on his own. He unfastened his jeans and slid his hand inside, leaning his head back against the sofa and watching what he could see of Severus' back through the open kitchen door.
Severus came out with a cup of tea and almost dropped it. He stared at Remus, alternately disappointed and entranced. "What are you doing?" he blurted, despite how obvious that answer was.
"Wishing you didn't have a potion to brew," Remus said, his voice a growl.
Severus found his throat dry, but was completely uninterested in his tea now. "Perhaps I could be persuaded it would be fine left on its own for a time," he said slowly.
Remus raised an eyebrow and watched Severus. "Could you?" he murmured. "If you left it on its own, I'd let you fuck me."
"But I can't make that decision," Severus protested, breathless. "I have to watch the potion. You might have to persuade me in another way."
"Oh, really?" Remus shifted his hips until he could shove his trousers down off his arse. Then he arched his back a little, showing himself off. "I wonder how."
"Oh my god," Severus uttered quietly, and dropped his tea.
Remus smirked at the shattering of the teacup on the floor. "God, you're sexy."
Severus wanted to to tell the potion to go to Hell, but it was Remus' potion for tomorrow, and he absolutely could not be that irresponsible, he reminded himself. He couldn't let Remus down like that, even if it was Remus now who was distracting him away from it. "Just have to check really quick," he uttered, and bolted for the door to the cellar, leaving the forgotten remains of his tea cup behind.
Torn between annoyance, surprise, and amusement, Remus stared after him, then glanced down at the tea cup. Well, he had said quickly... He gave himself another stroke and let out a moan that was pitched low, but would hopefully carry down the stairs.
Severus clattered down the stairs to the cellar in a hurry, though he still heard Remus' moan float down after him. "Fuck," he muttered to himself, and as he was crossing the cellar to the table his potion was simmering on, his timer spell went off. Severus grabbed his wand off the table and ended the charm, then picked his apron off his stool and threw it on. The heat had to be spelled higher, and then the ingredient that got added next liked to burst upon contact with the hot potion.
As he pulled the gooey, tentacled, black golf-ball sized creature out of its jar with tongs and tossed it into the potion, Severus thought back to Remus upstairs, and how he might lose his erection entirely if he knew what all went into this potion.
Just as he'd predicted, there was the muffled sound of something bursting, and potion splattered up over the sides, hitting his apron. It was corrosive until the temperature reached boiling, so he quickly spelled the splatters off his apron and back into the cauldron, then set the timing spell and placed his wand on his worktop again.
Severus' gaze was drawn to the staircase across the room. He wasn't certain if it was his lust-addled imagination or not, but he thought he could hear faint moans from upstairs. It really wasn't fair of Remus to get off without him. Especially when he was so bloody hard himself.
He was tempted to race back upstairs and tackle his lover, but he gripped the edge of the table and wondered if he really should. He only had twenty minutes until the henbane went in. That wasn't a lot of time. He could run upstairs, get shagged, and drag himself back down, or he could leave Remus up there to take care of himself and do the responsible thing and wait for the timer to go off.
Oh shite, and he'd left the tea upstairs, soaking into the carpet around the shattered remains of his tea cup.
Severus reached behind his apron absently and squeezed the bulge in his trousers, his eyes still riveted to the staircase. Light was spilling down the steps, indicating that he'd left the door open. He couldn't decide what to do.
Remus was getting a bit impatient. If Severus didn't hurry, he might just decide to finish this himself and make Severus wait until later. "I thought you said quickly!" he called. "God, Severus, I'm so hard."
Oh, fuck, Severus couldn't ignore that. Before he'd even thought to take his apron off, he was racing back upstairs, taking the steps two at a time until he could throw himself into Remus' arms and straddle his lap. "Hi," he said breathlessly.
"Ooh, look at you," Remus said, recovering from the surprise of having a lapful of Severus. He wrapped his arms around his lover's waist and kissed him deeply.
Severus returned the kiss hungrily, pressing against his lover. A moment later he realised why that felt so awkward, pulling back to look down at his lab apron. "Oh, um. Forgot about that." It did help to jog his memory, though. "I've got twenty minutes. When my timer goes off, I have to go back downstairs and add the next ingredient."
Remus raised his eyebrows. "Oh, so I only have twenty minutes to get you off, is that it?" he purred. He ran a hand up Severus' inner thigh. "You ought to get those trousers off, then."
Severus arched a little, enjoying the feel of Remus' hand. Only twenty minutes... it really wasn't fair. He let go of his lover so he could pull open his fly, then got to his feet so he could shove his trousers down. Not that Remus could see, because he still had his apron on. He pulled that off, too.
Smirking, Remus slithered off the sofa, landing on his knees in front of Severus. "Don't fall over," he said, and that was all the warning Severus got before Remus' lips closed around his cock. One of Remus' hands gripped Severus' thigh; the other was wrapped around Remus' own cock.
Severus looked down at Remus and groaned at the sight of him, his knees trembling with the surprise pleasure of Remus' lips around his erection. "Fuck, Remus," he gasped, reaching out a hand to steady himself on Remus' head, gripping the hair lightly.
"Mmm," Remus replied, sucking lightly as he swirled his tongue around. He had twenty minutes; he needed to be fast, but not too fast.
That sent tingles of pleasure all through Severus, radiating out from his cock. Severus' breathing sped up, his gaze riveted to Remus' face, entranced and aroused by the sight.
Remus glanced up at Severus, his gaze wicked. He loved being the one person who was able to make Severus react like this. He wanted to watch him hurtle over the edge into ecstasy, all because of Remus. He flicked his tongue across the tip of the head, curling his free hand around the shaft to provide pressure.
"Aaah!" Severus gasped, his fingers curling in Remus' hair and tugging. "Fuck! You're so...so good..." He had to concentrate to keep his hips from jerking, it was so good.
Remus grunted, pleased at the hair-pulling. He sucked harder, bobbing his head. Severus always said the most delightful things when he was like this.
"Fuck," Severus muttered enthusiastically, and then repeated himself - "fuck, fuck, fuck!" His hips jerked once, but he stilled them immediately, feeling a flash of embarrassment. "Sorry, sorry!"
That made Remus groan and look up at Severus again. He liked that--that Severus lost control when Remus did this. He squeezed his own cock, trying to provide just enough stimulus to enjoy himself but keep from coming. Severus, though, was another matter. Remus drew in a long breath through his nose and relaxed his throat, taking Severus deeper.
Severus couldn't help another moan, his hand tightening in Remus' hair until his knuckles were white. His arousal was building to a fever pitch, his entire body thrumming with pleasure and the need for release. His knees wobbled again, but he struggled to stay up, as Remus had warned.
Remus suddenly released his own cock and made a show of checking his watch. He hadn't any idea of how long it had actually been, though he was fairly certain it hadn't been anything like twenty minutes. Then he went back to massaging himself and hummed lighly around Severus' cock.
Severus gasped, this time in surprise, as Remus checked his watch. Quite obviously checked his watch, as if he were bored! Frowning deeply, Severus screwed his eyes shut and concentrated on the pleasure that had him soaring, trying to come.
Wait, that wasn't the reaction Remus had wanted--Severus was frowning! He pulled slowly off Severus' cock and licked his lips. "How much longer do I have?" he asked hoarsely. "I don't want to end too soon." He licked a long stripe up Severus' cock, growling faintly.
Severus gasped and trembled as Remus pulled away, hurt but also confused. He thought Remus wanted to finish. Had he changed his mind? "Don't know," Severus gasped, still frowning. "Close. ...Was close."
Remus hummed and nuzzled Severus, then licked. Severus still didn't seem happy with him. He wondered if he ought to just get on with it. "Love this," he murmured, hoping it would make Severus happy. Then he took him deep again, growling in his throat.
"Love you," Severus gasped, but it turned into a groan when the wet heat of Remus' mouth enveloped him again. He realised a moment later that Remus really only had about ten entire minutes to get him off, because they still had his erection to deal with. He wondered if that was what Remus had been thinking of, and if he'd changed his mind and decided to give his time to Severus. That wasn't necessary. Severus wanted Remus to get off, too.
He just hoped he'd be able to stay on his feet long enough. "Merlin, Remus, so good!"
Remus blinked and gazed up at him, abandoning his own pleasure so he could reach up and massage Severus' arse. He wanted to make Severus happy. He sucked harder.
That hand on his arse - massaging, kneading, with a hint of roughness - was all it took. A minute or two of that and he was tensing, shutting his eyes again in anticipation, and all he managed to do was groan in a sort-of warning, then came hard in Remus' mouth.
Remus gave a triumphant growl as Severus tensed and climaxed. He sucked and licked until his lover had relaxed, then he pulled slowly away to press kisses up Severus' lean hips and stomach. "Merlin, so sexy," he murmured, wrapping his arms around Severus to try to help hold him up.
Severus leaned into Remus' embrace, stroking his hair. "Oh thank you," he uttered breathlessly, feeling so sated.
Remus hummed happily and nuzzled Severus' stomach. He did love making Severus happy.
"Your turn," Severus added, slumping to the ground slowly. "We've still got some time."
"You can take care of me when you've done the next potion thing," Remus said, running his hands along Severus' skin. "It's fine."
"I just have to add one ingredient, and then I can come back," Severus promised. He leaned into Remus' touches, enjoying them.
"Marvelous," Remus said, stretching to run his lips along Severus' neck. "Mmm, Severus."
"Love you so much," Severus uttered quietly.
Remus smiled and wrapped his arms tightly around Severus. "Love you, too," he murmured, his lips still against Severus' neck.
"Mmm, feels good," Severus murmured, arching his neck for Remus.
Remus growled and nibbled, unable to resist the temptation.
"Oh, feels good," Severus uttered.
Remus chuckled. Severus was repeating himself. He worried the flesh lightly with his teeth and stroked his hands along all the skin he could reach.
Severus felt so comforted by that, but before he could say so, his spell sounded. "Damn," he swore, holding onto Remus a moment longer before climbing to his feet. After a moment's fumbling, he sluggishly pulled his trousers back up. "Okay, back very soon," he muttered, forcing himself to go downstairs.
Once there, he made his way more quickly to the table, picked up the bowl of ground henbane he'd already prepared, and dumped it into the cauldron. That had to be stirred in until it was well and fully mixed and the potion turned a sort of puke green, and then he set the timer charm - this time for three hours - and rushed back upstairs.
Remus had shucked all his clothes and was waiting for Severus, sprawled on the sofa. One hand was casually stroking his cock.
Severus stopped short in the doorway. "Merlin, you're so sexy," he said heatedly and went to join Remus, kneeling by the sofa in line with his hips.
"I'm glad you think so," Remus said, giving Severus a feral smile and reaching out to stroke his hair.
Slitting his eyes, Severus tilted his head towards Remus' hand, then leaned in to give his cock a lick.
"Ohhh," Remus breathed, stretching out to give Severus better access. "God, Severus."
Severus paused to hook his hair behind his ears, then leaned in again, laving the shaft with his tongue. One hand stroked the skin of Remus' stomach as he worked intently.
Remus panted and arched a little, letting the ripples of pleasure wash over him. "Yes, Merlin, yes."
Severus loved this, loved that he was able to give Remus so much pleasure. Especially on days when nothing seemed to work right. He let out a quiet groan of his own, aroused but not yet hard again, and took Remus' balls into his mouth, one at a time, to roll and suck.
"Ahhh, God!" Remus bit out, reaching down to thread his fingers into Severus' hair. "So bloody good!"
Severus continued that, stroking Remus' shaft lightly, until he thought he might be close to giving Remus too much stimulation there. Then he pulled off and moved back to Remus' cock, licking his way up the vein on the underside. He massaged it with his tongue and squeezed the head with his hand.
Fuck, that was brilliant. Just as the pleasure had reached the brink of becoming pain, Severus had switched his attentions elsewhere. Remus groaned and tugged lightly on Severus' hair. He loved the way Severus always gave so much.
Severus moaned quietly for the little tug, moving his hand so he could take the head of Remus' arousal into his mouth and suck. His hand moved from Remus' stomach to his nipples, playing with them gently.
"Brilliant," Remus gasped, panting. He tensed, feeling the build of pleasure reaching an edge.
Feeling Remus tense beneath him, Severus took Remus down his throat, his tongue massaging the whole way down. He took in a sharp breath through his nose and pressed until the head of Lupin's cock went right down his throat, feeling a spike of arousal that he'd managed it and that he was sure Remus would like it and even how vulnerable it made him. Of course, it was damn uncomfortable, but that was hardly the point.
"Gyahhh!" Remus managed, his breathing ragged as he arched and gripped the sofa to keep from thrusting into Severus' mouth. God, that was--that was-- He cried out as he climaxed, squeezing his eyes shut as if to hold on to the pleasure.
Severus gripped Remus' hip as he felt him climax, pinching his nipples with the other hand. He pulled back a little when Remus came, overwhelmed by the flood of come and not being able to breathe. "God," he gasped, in awe, and wiped his chin.
Remus opened his eyes and looked down at him, still breathing heavily. "Yeah," he agreed. "C'mere." He tugged lightly on Severus' hair.
"Mmm." Severus obeyed, climbing onto the sofa with him.
Smiling, Remus wrapped his arms around Severus, pulling him close.
Severus settled into Remus' arms, closing his eyes, very pleased with himself. He loved that he'd made Remus feel so good, that Remus wanted to hold him after.
"God, I love you so much," Remus murmured, nuzzling Severus. "What potion are you working on, anyway?"
"The one for tomorrow," Severus murmured, sliding an arm around Remus. He kissed Remus' jaw, relaxing again.
Remus tightened his arm around Severus. "You're so good to me."
"Just trying to be deserving of you," Severus said quietly.
Remus tensed slightly. "Deserving?" he said. "What gave you the idea you need to deserve me? That's rubbish."
"What? Of course I need to deserve you," Severus said, shifting a little because Remus had tensed. "You don't think enough of yourself."
Remus snorted. "You're a genius at potions and a brave double-agent. Perhaps I don't deserve you."
"Yeah, sounds good that way," Severus agreed, mildly amused. "You're leaving out a lot, though. You're so kind and handsome and brave and... wonderful. All around. You're worth ten of me. Anyone would agree."
"That's shite," Remus argued, and kissed Severus briefly. "You're clever and witty and creative and...and dangerous." He beamed at Severus. "And wonderful to me."
Severus smirked at him. "Liar," he accused with amusement, nuzzling Remus. "I'm so glad that you're pleased with me, though."
"Which part of that was a lie?" Remus asked, faking insult. "You are all of those things. You notice I didn't say wonderful to everyone." He grinned.
Severus snorted and decided not to answer that. He didn't want to argue about who deserved who, he wanted to enjoy lying with Remus on their sofa.
"Mmm, you are wonderful," Remus said, sliding his hands over Severus' skin. "This is so nice."
"It is," Severus agreed. He was surprised but pleased that Remus was able to relax, given what day it was.
"It'll be even nicer to get in a proper shag," Remus said, nipping at Severus' ear. "D'you have that potion waiting on anything else?"
Severus smirked, wanting to laugh. "It's got three hours before I need to touch it."
"Mmm, lovely," Remus said. He groped Severus' arse. "D'you think it would be bad if I shagged a lot and got pissed before transforming?"
Severus gasped, enjoying that. "Maybe not if you made certain to shower before you went to the shack."
"Mmm, that's right, Moony missed his mate." Remus sighed, then groped again. "Perhaps you should help me have a shower."
"Poor Moony," Severus lamented, closing his eyes and enjoying being groped thoroughly. "We'll have to leave the shower for the end."
"You ought to shag me rotten," Remus said. "And try to get me drunk."
"Ought I?" Severus asked, amused. "What, am I meant to be seducing you? It's a little far on in our relationship for that, innit?" He kissed the corner of Remus' mouth and wondered what they had left to drink.
"What, you're opposed to a bit of seduction? Even if you know I'm an easy pull, you ought to try," Remus teased. He hummed and turned his head to kiss Severus properly.
"Like I know anything about seducing someone," Severus said, returning the kiss. "You're the one who pulled me. You're the one who had to make sure I kept coming back."
Remus growled. "Yes, and I ought to be a bit insulted about that, really. Perhaps I want you to convince me you like staying around." He smirked at Severus.
Severus smiled at him and played with Remus' hair a little. "Perhaps I should, then."
"Mmm, yes," Remus agreed. "What do we have to drink?"
"Don't know what's left," Severus said, slowly getting up. "But considering how much it takes to get you drunk, I'm not wasting any of my absinthe."
Remus raised his eyebrows. "Oh, thanks, I'm a waste of absinthe, am I?"
"Well, you have to drink so much to get drunk, so yes you are," Severus said, walking into the kitchen. He opened cupboards and peered around, then came back with two different bottles of wine. "This enough?"
"Might be," Remus said, stretching. "Though of course, you're ignoring the fact that absinthe is so much stronger than everything else that I actually drink less of it than anything." He paused. "I think."
"I'm still not giving you my absinthe," Severus said, sitting down next to Remus and handing him a bottle. "Get drinking."
Remus' eyebrows lowered, then one raised again. "That's not exactly classic seduction style," he remarked, but he lifted his wand and charmed the cork out of the bottle anyway.
Severus chuckled at himself. "Right, you're right. Um." He looked around. "Should we have some mood music? And a glass, that's probably more romantic, too, innit?"
"Mood music?" Remus repeated, remembering the time he'd said that and Severus asked what it was. "Yes, definitely. And glasses, glasses are lovely."
Severus Summoned a glass, then got up and looked for something to put on. He had no idea what half these artists were that Remus had LPs of, so in the end he turned on the Wireless and found a classical station. Then he went back to the sofa and poured a glass for Remus, handing it to him while he took time to enjoy the view of Remus naked again.
"Very nice, thank you," Remus murmured, and took a sip of his wine. "I love having sex with you."
Severus smiled a little. "Me, too."
"You're bloody sexy." Remus held out a hand. "C'mere, Severus."
Severus took Remus' hand, still smiling, and sat next to him.
Remus pulled him close for a long kiss.
Ooh, Severus liked that. He responded hungrily, tasting the wine and Remus.
"Mmm, want you to do naughty things to me," Remus whispered, and kissed him again.
Severus grinned, brushing a hand over Remus' chest. "You have an odd definition of seduction," he whispered back.
Remus laughed. "Got a bit mixed up, didn't I?" He trapped Severus' hand against his chest. "S'all right, go with it anyway."
"S'just funny because you're usually better at this sort of thing," Severus teased, pressing little kisses to Remus' mouth.
Remus moaned softly and parted his lips, surrendering to Severus, but still asking for it.
Severus took advantage of that, deepening the kiss and exploring Remus' mouth. He never got tired of snogging Remus. It was incredible.
That was brilliant. Remus moaned again and barely noticed when he spilled some of his wine over his hand. He loved it when Severus was like this.
Severus rested a hand on Remus' thigh as he continued until they were both breathless, then peered heatedly into his lover's eyes. "Sexy."
Remus growled at him, breathing hard, and reached up to stroke his cheek.
Severus let out a pleased noise at that growl. He was surprised Remus was being so romantic, given the full moon was tonight. He leaned into Remus' hand a little, then kissed him again.
"Love you," Remus murmured, nipping at Severus' mouth.
"Mmm, love you too," Severus murmured, appreciative of Remus' teeth. He glanced down at Remus' naked body, wondering if he should get undressed. Wondering if Remus was going to pounce.
Remus leaned away for a moment to take a long drink of wine, then he set his glass aside. "Perhaps I didn't need the wine to be seduced," he murmured lightly. "I think all it takes is you." He kissed Severus again.
Severus snorted for the cheesiness of that line, returning the kiss. "Is that so?" He had a feeling it would be like last time; they would start out slow, and then Remus would lose control.
"Mmmhmm," Remus said. He wondered if he could force himself to surrender enough to get Severus to shag him first. He could feel the pull of the moon in his blood, but he was trying so bloody hard to be human, to be himself, to not let the moon run this. "Fuck me, Severus," he murmured.
"Is that what you want?" Severus asked, not wanting to have any more confusing, not-quite-what-Remus-wanted sex on the full.
"What? What sort of question is that?"
Severus pulled his chin back, wondering if he'd made Remus angry. "Nothing. No sort. I'm sorry."
Remus blinked at him. "Look, I like it when you fuck me, yeah?" He slid a hand into Severus' hair and tugged very gently. "You're bloody good at it." He leaned in and panted in Severus' ear. "You turn me on."
"Okay," Severus murmured, his eyes slitting at the hot breath in his ear. "Mmm, like it when you tug my hair." He turned his head to give Remus one more kiss, then thought he should get up.
Remus gave him a quiet growl and tugged at his hair again.
Oh, that was good, though. Severus gasped, appreciating the growl as well, and thumbed Remus' nipples.
"God!" Remus gasped, and arched into Severus' hands. "How do you want me?" he panted.
Severus thought about that. It would have to be something romantic. What was a romantic position? "Like this?" he suggested, tweaking Remus' nipples.
Remus groaned and beamed at Severus. "Yeah, like this." He felt pleased that he was doing what Severus wanted. And he was enjoying it, too.
Severus smiled back, feeling better because Remus seemed to like it. He leaned in and licked Remus' nipples, first one, then the other.
Remus gasped and shivered in pleasure, running a hand down Severus' back.
Severus smiled and teethed gently at one. He was surprised at how calm and in control Remus seemed this time. He was still wondering if Remus would lose it, if he could make Remus lose it. It wasn't that he didn't like shagging Remus, not at all, but he quite liked Remus all rough and wild and wolfish at the full. Well, that wasn't exactly it, either. No matter what they were doing, they seemed to be very good at cocking things up and hurting each other, especially around the full, but even when Remus' wolfishness irritated him to no end, the sex was always fantastic.
In fact, the less nice Remus was in bed, the harder Severus climaxed. He supposed that was a problem, considering how last full had gone. Remus' mood had led him into the argument about using the bed, and then when Remus had insisted that Severus ride him, Severus had done so but been annoyed and irritated. All told, he thought he would've enjoyed Remus' original idea of rough sex against the wall much better, but after he'd argued, Remus wouldn't let him change his mind.
He sighed against Remus' skin, moving to repeat his ministrations to Remus' other nipple. Severus knew it was a problem that needed fixing, and he knew it was his problem to fix, and he knew it was just him being stupid, but he didn't know what to do.
"Merlin!" Remus gasped and clutched at Severus, liking that very much. "Your teeth, God!"
"Mmm, love that I can give you pleasure like this," Severus murmured, nuzzling Remus' chest. He nipped a little harder at one.
Remus whimpered and arched against Severus. He buried his fingers in his lover's hair again, tugging gently. "Fuck, yes!"
Pleased that Remus liked that, he nipped at the other, again a little harder. A hand wiggled between them to squeeze Remus' cock. Severus told himself not to try to goad Remus into losing control; that it would not work out the way he wanted and it would just cock things up.
Breathing heavily, Remus pulled a little harder on Severus' hair. "Merlin, so good," he groaned. Ahh, but this was eroding his determination to give Severus what he wanted. Remus wanted to be controlled for Severus.
A small moan escaped Severus for the hair tugging and he smirked, licking his way across Remus' chest to bite again. He loved how Remus was responding to him. He was greedy for more of that. Severus ground his trouser-clad erection into Remus', thinking he might like the rough friction.
Remus let out a long groan, the hand not busy with Severus' hair sliding down to grope at his arse.
"Love you," Severus gasped, then bit hard enough to leave a ring of red teeth marks around Remus' right nipple, his hips rocking against Remus' hard enough to move Remus with him.
That made Remus yelp, and then he growled, surging up against Severus to capture his mouth in a hungry kiss, his fingers tightening in Severus' hair. He couldn't seem to stop growling.
Merlin! Arousal shot through Severus and his hips jerked again as he returned the kiss hungrily, trying to take control of it to see what Remus would do. Remus' growls, along with the hand tugging his hair, were suddenly challenging his own control.
When he felt Severus trying to take control, Remus forced himself to relax slightly, letting Severus have what he wanted. He didn't want to, but he wasn't controlled by the moon. He controlled himself. He did. With a quiet growl, he groped Severus' arse again.
Severus broke the kiss when the fight went out of Remus, feeling restless and frustrated. He knew he wasn't supposed to be doing that, but Merlin! Severus wondered why he couldn't make himself behave and wondered it was part of the changes being mated to Remus had caused in him. He responded to Remus' wolfish side, now, he'd come to realise that. When it was the full moon, he craved it. He had a feeling that Remus could start being bossy and he'd let him, too, provided Remus kept him interested. It was as if Remus - Remus' wolfishness - woke something wild and completely foreign within him, around this time.
Severus growled back before he knew what he was about and nipped at Remus' mouth.
Oh God, that was too much! Remus growled and pushed against Severus with his body, shifting so he could bear Severus down against the sofa. He growled more loudly and lowered his teeth to Severus' throat.
Severus rather abruptly found their positions reversed. He peered up at the ceiling because Remus was too close to focus on, his eyes slightly wide, baring his throat for his lover. Severus let out a small whine, feeling a frisson of desire pass through him, radiating from Remus' teeth.
"Severus," Remus ground out, though it was muffled by the fact that he didn't loosen his teeth from his lover's throat. He bit a little harder, in fact, then sucked at the skin. He loved Severus' taste. And Severus was his, his mate, his own. He rolled his hips against Severus'. "Mine." Merlin! He hadn't meant to do this! He'd wanted to give to Severus. He shivered slightly.
Severus couldn't help a groan for how good it all felt. He also felt settled, calmed even as his desire only grew, knowing that he was claimed and wanted. "Yours!" he gasped, moving his hips in time with Remus', his erection straining against his trousers and almost painful, but too good. He wrapped his arms around Remus so he couldn't pull away.
Remus gasped and lifted his head to pant in Severus' ear. "God, wanted to give--what you wanted..." He seized the earlobe gently between his teeth. "Can't stand it, need to fuck you."
Never was a more arousing phrase uttered than that one, Severus decided. "Yes, yes you do! Please!" he urged, tugging Remus' hair and arching against him, feeling suddenly desperate with need.
Remus growled and pulled slowly away from Severus' earlobe, raking it with his teeth. "You're so bloody sexy."
"Ahhh, Merlin Remus!" Severus shivered against him, clinging firmly. He was so happy in that moment; Remus was his mate, his life, and he was right where he should be.
With a last wisp of regret that he'd let the moon manipulate him again, Remus slid his hands down to get Severus out of his trousers, not bothering to be too gentle. He'd realised, at least, that Severus didn't care about gentleness tonight.
Severus watched Remus in anticipation, letting his hold slack enough so Remus could get his trousers off. He realised, at the scrape of a nail here and an un-careful knuckle poking too hard there when Remus jostled him as he pulled his fly open and dragged his trousers roughly down his hips, that Remus was bloody sexy when he was rough. Severus arched again, because he felt good and because it would help Remus yank his trousers off faster, letting his arms fall to his sides.
Remus growled as he finally got Severus' trousers tugged off; he tossed them aside without bothering to see where they landed. He was too busy pouncing Severus again, pressing their erections together and nipping at Severus' jaw.
Severus wound his arms around Remus again, rocking their hips together and gasping at the feel of Remus' teeth. "So good!"
"Severus," Remus growled, his mouth biting and sucking at Severus' skin. He worked one hand down to Severus' arse, questing until he could feel the pucker under his fingertip.
Severus let out a groan and arched against that fingertip, shivering in anticipation. He wanted Remus inside him so badly. "Remus."
"Do the spell," Remus ordered, teasing with his finger. He closed his teeth on Severus' throat again, sucking hard.
Severus realised that he'd actually not even been thinking about it. Merlin, that would have hurt. He shut his eyes, trying to concentrate, though Remus' mouth on his throat felt so incredibly good that it took more than two tries for him to successfully cast the spell nonverbally and without a wand. He tried to press down on Remus' finger as soon as he felt the cool slickness spread through him, letting out a quiet moan.
Remus made a noise that was part growl, part chuckle, and pressed his finger further inside, seeking Severus' prostate. "Can't wait to fuck you," he murmured.
Severus jerked as he felt Remus' finger hit the little bundle of nerves, pulling his hips up and bending his knees to give Remus more room. "Yes, yes! Fuck me!"
Remus smiled, watching Severus' face. "Love how much you want me."
Severus just panted, watching Remus with unrestrained lust.
A feral glint came into Remus' eyes. "Oh, yes," he murmured, and pressed Severus' prostate again before removing his fingers and pressing his cock against his lover's entrance. He pushed inside slowly, but steadily, taking advantage of Severus' pleasure.
Severus shivered for the jolt of pleasure, then hissed his approval when Remus pushed into him. "Fuck yes, so good," he uttered, relishing the feel of being breached. He dug his fingertips into Remus' arms and wrapped his legs around him.
Remus gave Severus a slow smile and pressed in until he was firmly seated against Severus. "Feels so bloody good," he said, resting there for a moment to enjoy the feeling of Severus around him. "Love being inside you."
"Your cock feels so good," Severus agreed, thinking Remus would like to hear that. He relished the way Remus felt, just still inside him, how perfectly he filled him and how badly he wanted to feel Remus moving. It was all perfect.
Remus' smile widened slightly and he leaned in to kiss Severus deeply. "Good." He began to move then, trying to keep his thrusts slow and deep.
Merlin, Severus loved how everything Remus did felt possessive when he was like this. He liked feeling as though he belonged to Remus.
"So good," Remus groaned, feeling his pleasure building already. He loved this.
"Yes," Severus gasped, though he wanted harder, faster, more. "Yes, Merlin, fuck me!"
Remus growled and obeyed, his hips jerking automatically before he'd even had time to think about it. "Severus," he groaned, his thrusts gaining speed and force.
Severus let out a loud groan, rocking with the force of Remus' thrusts. "Remus!"
God, he'd lost control entirely. Remus knew Severus liked this, but it didn't completely ease his regret. Oh well, that was pointless now. He closed his hand around Severus' cock and began squeezing and stroking, almost in time with his thrusts.
"Aaah!" Severus tensed against the onslaught of Remus' cock and his hand, feeling pleasure rush through him at an incredible pace. He tried moving with Remus' thrusts, but he was too distracted to keep the rhythm.
"So good!" Remus grunted, his thrusts growing erratic. He could barely think for the pleasure flooding him.
Severus became aware that he was gasping unintelligible nonsense, but he couldn't care. He was completely lost to pleasure, unaware of anything but the cock driving into him and the hand stroking him until the pleasure was finally too much to handle and broke, and he soared into climax only minutes later.
Remus let out a pleased gasp when he felt Severus' come on his hand. "God!" he managed, and shifted his hands to grip Severus' hips, pulling himself deeper with each thrust, until he could no longer hold out against the pleasure washing over him. He cried out sharply as he came, his gaze on Severus' face.
Severus was still clutching Remus frantically when he came, watching Remus as he climaxed and shivering in contentment when he felt Remus' come inside him. "Fuck," he gasped when his lover collapsed against him, wishing they could stay like this, his arms around Remus and Remus' cock buried in him.
Remus growled in contented agreement and pressed his face into Severus' neck. God, he loved this, being so close, sharing each other's pleasure. He loved taking. He bit Severus' neck gently.
Severus stroked Remus' hair, keeping his neck bared and incredibly pleased that Remus was resting there. He let out a contented noise, feeling utterly boneless and sated. "Yours," Severus whispered. "I belong to you."
"Yes," Remus grunted. "Yes, mine." He sucked at the indentions where his teeth had been. "And I'm yours."
"Yes," Severus agreed. "My mate, my Alpha."
That made Remus tense slightly, though he didn't pull away. "You...you don't mind?" he ventured finally.
Severus tensed when Remus did. Don't make me think about it, he pleaded silently. He knew how he usually felt about it, and he didn't want to feel any other way than this. "No... Right now, it's wonderful. It's the best feeling. I... need you to be my Alpha."
Remus didn't exactly understand, but he was willing to let it go. He nodded and nuzzled Severus' throat. "Love you." He wrapped his arms more tightly around Severus and held him close.
At least Remus wasn't angry. Severus knew what a sore subject this often was for them. "Love you."
This was getting a bit uncomfortable, though Remus didn't want to pull away from Severus at all. Finally, though, he sighed and shifted, slipping out and murmuring a quick cleaning charm. He kissed Severus' neck. "Mmm, feel a bit worn out just now," he said, pleased.
Severus made a quiet little noise, shifting a little when Remus moved and nuzzled him. He felt oddly disappointed when Remus slipped out and cleaned up. "Me too," he agreed.
"Must make you feel good about yourself, you can wear out a werewolf," Remus muttered. He smiled and licked Severus' throat. He felt nice and warm, too.
"Rather, yes," Severus agreed, smirking with his eyes closed. He relaxed but kept his throat bared, enjoying the attention.
Remus chuckled and sucked at the skin. "Sexy thing."
"Mmm it's all due to your own sexiness," Severus said. Somehow that made sense.
Remus laughed and rested his head on Severus' shoulder. His eyelids were actually getting heavy. "Mmm, did you drug me? 'M a bit sleepy."
Severus chuckled, shifting his arms around Remus and petting his back a little. "Yes, I actually managed to do that while we were having sex."
Remus made a noise that would have been a purr, if he were less canine and more cat. "You're very talented," he slurred. "Never know quite what you're capable of." His tone was light, though.
Severus just chuckled again. "Bout to fall asleep myself. Must've drugged us both on accident."
Remus' response was a faint snore.
Severus' chuckle was a little less subdued. He wanted to mock Remus for that later, somehow. He nuzzled his sleeping lover, opened his eyes to smirk at him again, then closed them and fell asleep soon after.
Remus woke already twitching from restlessness. He hated it when that happened, though it was only around the full that it ever did. He got up to avoid waking Severus, then went to the kitchen to make a fresh pot of tea and pace around where he wouldn't disturb his lover. He tried to remember what Severus had said about the state of the potion, but he couldn't for the life of him recall. Oh well, he would let Severus sleep as long as he needed to.
Severus made a sleepy noise, shifting over, one arm dangling off the sofa edge. He dreamt that his potion timer had gone off and woke with a start, then realised that there was no noise and it had only been a dream. Immediately, he looked around for Remus, frowning.
When Remus had had a cup of tea, he peered into the front room to see if Severus was awake yet. Thank Merlin, he was. Remus poured them each a cup of tea and went out to sit with Severus. "Hi."
"Hi," Severus said sleepily, sitting up and accepting the tea cup. He curled against Remus' side, enjoying the feel of their bare skin touching.
"Mmm, a naked potions master on my sofa," Remus said. He leered at Severus and took a drink of tea.
Severus smirked, appreciative of that leer. "A naked werewolf in my sitting room," he murmured, his smirk widening.
Remus grinned and leaned over to rake Severus' earlobe with his teeth. "A naked werewolf in your sitting room on the full moon day," he expanded.
"Mmm, wonder what to do with him," Severus said with an overabundance of innocence, still smirking.
"Fuck him senseless," Remus suggested, sliding a hand down Severus' thigh.
Severus grinned. "Excellent idea. Any others as to the hows?"
Remus thought for a moment. "Over a table?" he ventured.
Severus blinked, his breath hitching a moment. "Lovely idea."
Remus grinned at him, a hot, feral grin, and curled his fingers around Severus' cock. "Mmm, I'm glad you agree," he murmured, stroking the warm (though only partially awake) flesh.
"Oh, I do," Severus gasped, his arousal sudden and sharp - that was one way to wake up.
Remus leaned in and flickered his tongue against Severus' ear. "Excellent," he breathed.
"Merlin, you turn me on so easily," Severus breathed, leaning his head back. He didn't think he was quite awake enough for rough sex over a table yet, though, and all he seemed to want to do just now was snuggle anyway.
Remus growled happily in Severus' ear and took the earlobe in his teeth again, sucking.
That made Severus smile. He leaned against Remus, his legs folded and angled against Remus' thigh, one hand resting on Remus' arm. He liked the contact.
Severus was being so passive. It made Remus want to annoy him, just to get a reaction. He nipped Severus' earlobe, harder than he usually would.
Severus hissed, but otherwise didn't react. Remus was a little more uncontrolled than usual on this day, and he was willing to overlook harder-than-usual nips.
"S'wrong," Remus muttered, "don't you want to fuck me?"
"Mmm, I do," Severus said. "Just still a bit sleepy and comfortable. Like sitting with you."
Remus didn't have the patience for sitting, but he realised, from Severus' reaction, that he must be acting all stupid and wolfish, so he tried to relax against Severus. He growled and nuzzled Severus' throat.
Severus bared his throat, feeling content.
"Mmm." Remus closed his teeth on Severus' throat and relaxed, without quite meaning too. Merlin, that felt right.
Severus let out a satisfied sigh.
Remus breathed against Severus' skin contentedly for several minutes, but eventually he could feel himself wanting to twitch and pace again. He nipped hard at Severus' skin, then wondered if that had been a bad idea.
Severus let out a noise of pain and surprise, not having expected that. He wasn't quite certain how to react, either. It didn't quite feel like playing. Part of him wanted to pull away, the other to ask forgiveness for whatever Remus had taken offense to, but he wasn't sure which was the right way to go. After a moment's hesitation, he pulled his head up, his neck out of reach, and gave Remus a questioning glance.
"I'm sorry!" Remus blurted, trying not to panic. He'd cocked up, hadn't he? He stared at Severus.
"Are you all right?" Severus asked, his hand on Remus' arm tightening in concern. "Is it me?"
"No!" Remus said, then said, "I mean, it's not you! I--" He sighed. "God, I'm such a prat. I just...I can't sit still, and I want to make you happy, and I'm just stupid."
Severus sighed. "I'm sorry, I don't know why I feel so sluggish now. You don't have to sit here with me if you'd rather not." He just wanted to curl up with Remus and bask, but he knew Remus often had problems being still on this day. "You can fuck me again, if you want."
"I want to want to," Remus said. "If that makes sense." He looked miserably at the floor. "I wish I could make you happy. Even on full moon days."
That also took Severus by surprise, and he felt his chest tighten. He blinked reflexively against a swell of emotion, nuzzling Remus' shoulder. "I love you."
Remus turned and wrapped his arms around Severus, holding on to him tightly. "I love you," he replied, clinging to Severus.
Severus held Remus tightly as well, pressing his face into the juncture of Remus' neck and shoulder, surprised at how pleased he was to be embraced this way. He was feeling awfully clingy after that nap, for some reason.
He could do this. Severus wanted him to stay here with him, and Remus would bloody well do it. He nuzzled Severus' ear and whispered, "I love you," again.
Severus smiled against Remus' skin, then reflected that he'd reached 'soppy' ages ago and drew back, trying to wipe the wet expression off his face. He didn't know what to do about his mindset, however. He felt happy and content and absolutely no urge whatsoever to be rough or angry.
Remus told himself that he'd made Severus happy. That he wanted to go on making Severus happy. He stroked his hand along Severus' skin, something he loved to do. He forced himself to regulate his breathing, trying to calm his body.
"What do you want to do?" Severus asked, keeping his tone calm and un-accusatory. He just thought it might be easier to figure out a solution if he understood the problem.
"I don't know," Remus said miserably. "I just want you to be happy. And I feel like I'm pacing inside my own body."
"Okay, I know you want me to be happy," Severus said, because Remus was just repeating himself now. "I appreciate that, I really do. But what do you want that is causing you to worry about my happiness?"
"I--just--just--" Remus sighed. "I want to fuck." His shoulders slumped slightly, because that was admitting defeat.
Severus bit his lip, nodding. It was important, he thought, to try and ease Remus' problems on this day as best he could. Remus was in for a painful and traumatising transformation later. Severus wanted to do whatever he could to ease Remus before that happened. "We can do that. You can fuck me."
"No, that isn't what you want to do," Remus protested. "Look, you're not supposed to just, just give in. I mean, you don't have to!"
"I know I don't have to," Severus said calmly, "but this is a difficult day for you. If I can make it easier, why not? You're --" he stopped himself from saying 'Alpha', not wanting Remus to get hung up on it. "--I don't mind doing what you want."
"I'm--I'm what?" Remus asked. He was annoying, that's what. An annoying, stupid berk. And Severus was probably going to tell him so.
"Nice?" Severus offered, worried at the cross expression on Remus' face.
"I--what?" Remus blinked at him, taken off-guard. "You actually think I'm nice, when I feel like I've been a stupid ass?"
Relieved, Severus nodded. "Yes," he said firmly. "I think you're...nice."
Remus' brow furrowed. "You're strange," he said, then realised that wasn't at all a nice thing to say. "I mean, I'm sorry, that's not what I mean. I just don't understand how you can put up with me."
Severus rolled his eyes. "You know, when someone calls you nice, you're not supposed to immediately go contradict them," he said frankly. "Look, I'm not nice. We put up with each other."
"I love you," Remus said fervently.
"I love you, too," Severus replied, his gaze heating.
Remus liked it when he saw that look in Severus' eye. He pulled Severus close, rumbling in his chest. He wanted to kiss Severus breathless. And since Severus had said he could fuck him, there was nothing to stop him from kissing Severus breathless. He set out to do just that.
Severus smiled when Remus kissed him, reaching up to rest a hand on his cheek. He liked the hunger he could sense in those kisses, responding to it with his own.
Yes, this was good. Remus groaned against Severus' mouth, running his hand up into his lover's hair. This was very nice. He liked the way their skin felt, pressed together and warm against each other. His kisses grew more demanding.
Severus let Remus direct their kisses, only reacting to them and mimicking Remus' movement, putting a hand in his hair too. "Mmm," he managed, pleased at how much Remus seemed to be enjoying things. He felt so comfortable, the way they were resting naked together. It was good.
"Severus," Remus gasped, between kisses, and shifted his hips so he could rest against Severus more fully. God, that felt good! He nipped at Severus' mouth, his fingers tightening in Severus' hair.
Severus gasped softly into the kiss, feeling a flash of warm desire. The way Remus pressed against him, the hand in his hair, the hint of teeth, it was all perfect.
"Need you," Remus managed, his free hand roaming down Severus' chest and stomach, fingers splayed. He liked the kissing, a lot, but he still wanted to fuck, and Severus had said that was all right. Remus could try to make it nice fucking, anyway.
Severus shivered where Remus' hand went, combing fingers through his hair possessively. "Yes," he murmured.
That triggered a growl from Remus, who shifted again so he could push Severus down on his back, his fingers curling around Severus' cock. He was still engrossed in kissing Severus, breathing heavily through his nose.
Severus let out a muffled moan as he let Remus press him back against the sofa, his hips jerking against Remus' hand. Everything Remus did turned him on so bloody much, it was incredible! He was breathless but still kissing Remus as though he couldn't get enough, sliding his arms around his lover.
"You're so fucking sexy," Remus murmured, tearing his mouth away finally to gasp for air. He pressed hot kisses down Severus' jaw and neck, his teeth nipping at the skin. "Love you so much. Always want you." His fingers squeezed slowly on Severus' cock, in direct counterpoint to his desperate mouth.
"God!" Severus gasped, digging his fingertips into Remus' shoulder blades and raising red marks on his back. "So good!" His breathing came faster, shallower, even though he wasn't distracted with kissing. Remus' lips and teeth and hand all felt bloody amazing.
Remus' mouth found the place he'd marked Severus as his own, and he worried at it with his teeth, his fingers twisting gently around Severus' cock.
Severus swore breathlessly, arching his neck and his back at the same time. "Oh please," he gasped urgently.
"What do you want?" Remus asked, his voice growly. He scraped his teeth across the skin, then licked slowly.
"Aaah!" Severus whimpered, squeezing his eyes shut. "More!"
"C'n I bite?" Remus breathed, sucking at the spot.
"Yes," Severus replied immediately, a surge of arousal going through him. Remus hadn't ever bit him this close to the full before.
Remus sucked in a breath, then bit down slowly, increasing the pressure and breathing heavily. Finally the tang of blood burst over his tongue and he sucked hard, moaning.
Severus hissed in pain, tensing and then relaxing as the pain blossomed into pleasure. He wondered if it would be any different, this close to full, if only because Remus hadn't ever wanted to risk it before.
"Love you," Remus murmured, stroking Severus' cock slowly as he lapped almost delicately at the wound. "Love you so much."
"Love you, too," Severus replied, feeling a surge of affection along with his arousal. He tightened his embrace momentarily, feeling a bit worked up, suddenly. He'd never though about it before, but it had occurred to him that this time Remus saying so was even better than the hand on his arousal. Even if that was really bloody good.
Remus lifted his mouth, still bloody, to kiss Severus hard, his fingers tightening slightly on Severus' cock. "Want to fuck you," he murmured when he pulled away. "Need you."
Severus smiled, bending his legs and sliding them up to either side of Remus' hips. He still had twingy reminders of their most recent coupling, but it didn't bother him. He liked Remus wanting him so much.
With a groan, Remus managed the preperatory spells and then he slid inside, trying to make himself be gentle. "Severus," he groaned, carressing his lover's cock like it was a treasure.
"Oh yes!" Severus gasped, wrapping his legs around Remus and pulling him deeper with his heels. "Fuck, good!"
Remus smiled and began to move, sliding his free arm beneath Severus' hips and propping them both up that way. "Love you," he murmured. "Love you so much."
That sent a mixture of arousal and emotion through Severus, his chest tightening as he tried to move with Remus' thrusts. "Love you!"
"So good," Remus managed, his thrusts going deeper, though he couldn't keep them as slow as he wanted. His body was urging him to go faster, harder, but he fought his instincts, wanting Severus to enjoy it.
Severus held Remus tightly, rocking slightly with every thrust. It felt so good; even the twinges that reminded him they'd already done this recently. Especially those.
Remus growled in Severus' ear, nuzzling his hair as they move together. Waves of pleasure washed up from his cock, making him gasp for breath. "Perfect, Severus, perfect for me. God! So good." His thrusts were demanding, though his voice, and the hand on Severus' cock, stayed tender.
"Yes, yes," Severus chanted, squeezing his muscles around Remus' cock and stealing a few kisses when he could manage that much coordination. "Perfect!"
Remus' growling ratcheted up a notch and he squeezed and flicked his thumb across the head of Severus' cock, wanting to hear Severus gasp and moan.
"Oh Remus!" Severus gasped, his hips jerking into Remus' hand. "Merlin, so good at this!"
"Gorgeous," Remus whispered, his teeth on Severus' ear. He was close now, so close. His hips pistoned as he sought the right angle to bring Severus the most pleasure. "Fucking hot."
"Yeh--Ah!" Severus cried out sharply when Remus' thrusts hit his prostate, then let out a moan as pleasure swept him up and he found himself clutching at Remus desperately.
Remus let out a growl of triumph at that, trying to keep that angle as he thrust again and again, his fingers moving faster on Severus' cock. "Yes, Severus, come, come!" he ordered, panting in his lover's ear. He exulted in the way Severus was reacting.
Crying out as much from the pleasure of being fucked as the unexpected pleasure of Remus' command, Severus raked his nails over Remus' back and shuddered, momentarily slack-jawed from the force of the climax that swept through him, obliterating any awareness besides that which focused on his lover.
Remus cried out, too, as Severus' muscles tightened around him, drawing more pleasure from him. He thrust wildly a few more times, then let out another cry and froze for a moment, then slumped down against Severus, panting. "Yes," he breathed, burying his face against Severus' neck. "Yes, yes, yes..."
Severus combed his fingers through Remus' hair and held him close, panting harshly as he began to calm. "Yes," he agreed breathlessly.
This was perfect, wonderful, so beautiful. Remus nuzzled against Severus and drank in his lover's scent, feeling himself calming, too. Even the restlessness inside him was calming, his body too sated to demand more just now. "Love you," he whispered, his voice thick.
"Love you," Severus said, feeling warm and content and pleased for how often Remus was suddenly saying so. "You're so good to me."
"Couldn't live without you," Remus said, clinging to Severus. He closed his eyes and licked his lover's neck tenderly.
"No," Severus agreed. "Need you so much." He made a contented noise and closed his eyes.
Remus sighed happily and took deep breaths until he fell into a peaceful slumber.
Content and sated, Severus fell asleep in Remus' arms.
When Remus woke, the room was dark. He jerked in shock, then grimaced as certain parts of him protested. Merlin, they hadn't cleaned up or even moved after sex, and that was bloody stupid, on today of all days. He whispered a cleaning spell and a lubrication spell and eased away from Severus, trying not to wake his lover--or hurt him. But he needed to have a shower and get to the Shack, and he needed to do it soon. He wasn't feeling the twinges of pain that preceded the moon by at least an hour, but it was bloody dark outside, and he'd been a fool. He clambered off the sofa, angry with himself.
Severus' eyelids fluttered as he was slowly coaxed from sleep. "Mmph," he said, shifting a little and reaching out to touch Remus' arm. "Where y' going?"
"I need to go!" Remus said, panic creeping into his voice, even though he tried to hide it. "It's late, it's bloody late, I need to go." He backed away from the sofa, then headed for the stairs.
The panic in Remus' voice woke Severus up more fully, and he sat up just in time to see Remus retreat to the staircase. "Wait--" he said, but very quietly, and bit his lip, glancing away. Merlin, how could he have forgotten? He'd only been thinking of how happy Remus made him, not what time it was. The room was dark now and moonrise couldn't be far off. He supposed that should have made him nervous, but oddly, it didn't.
There wasn't time for a shower. Remus didn't dare push it any further than necessary. He couldn't risk Severus' life for a more peaceful night. He pulled on a t-shirt and a pair of jeans, wincing slightly as he zipped them, then rushed back down the stairs. Severus was still on the sofa. He went and pulled his lover to his feet, crushing him against his chest. "I love you," he whispered, his voice breaking slightly. "I have to go." He kissed Severus deeply, then backed away, preparing to Disapparate.
Severus felt his throat constrict with emotion, only letting Remus go because he knew Remus did have to go. He gave him a passionate kiss, staring at his lover and wishing he could say something to make Remus feel better. Wishing he could say anything that would help either of them. "I'll be round to collect you in the morning," he managed, his throat suddenly uncomfortably dry.
Remus managed a faint smile. "Thank you," he said. Then he was gone.