innerslytherin (innerslytherin) wrote in viciousmoon, @ 2007-09-10 22:54:00 |
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Entry tags: | harry potter, lily evans-potter, remus lupin, remus/severus, severus snape |
Lily and Harry come for a visit
Lily glanced around dubiously and cradled Harry more closely against her chest. She'd Apparated to the location Remus had given her, but she couldn't imagine why he would be living here. It was dirty and run-down, and the cobbles had weeds growing between them. She frowned, looking at the house numbers and finally stopping at the last house on Spinner's End, a brick two-up-two-down. This was where Remus was living? No wonder he hadn't wanted anyone else to know. All the same, it struck a chord of familiarity somewhere in her memory, though she couldn't remember why. She sighed and glanced down at her son.
"No telling Daddy where we went today, all right?" she murmured, smoothing a hand over the black fuzz that already stood on end like his father's. "I promised Uncle Moony we would keep this a secret."
With a deep breath, she went to the door and knocked.
After a few minutes, the door swung open, revealing a sullen Severus on the other side. "Hi," he said flatly, and glared at the baby in Lily's arms. He hated children. Especially ones that were half James Potter.
Lily stared at him for a moment, then laughed shortly. "Well, you're not who I was expecting," she said. "Hi." She held Harry up to look at Severus. "This is Harry."
"Remus left me a note," Severus said, staring at Harry a moment, and then moved out of the doorway.
"He isn't here?" Lily asked, glancing around curiously. She got another weird flash of familiarity. "Why do I feel like there should be a bright turquoise sofa here?" she asked, pointing to her right.
"Not yet, he's still at work," Severus said, glancing where Lily pointed. "Probably because there was one, years ago."
Lily blinked and then stared at Severus. "This is your house!" she exclaimed.
"Yeah," Severus confirmed. "My mother moved out and I bought it from her. Remus didn't tell you that?"
Lily raised an eyebrow at him. "The Order thinks Remus is living somewhere secret because he's on assignment. I take it he's living here because you're his dirty little secret, instead?"
Arching a brow in return, Severus nodded. "That would be correct," he said, his gaze drifting back to Harry even though he wished he could ignore the little sprog.
Seeing Severus' gaze returning to Harry, Lily decided a bit of mischief was in order. "Here, Harry, Uncle Severus wants to hold you," she said, stepping close to Severus and holding the baby out to him.
Severus backed up, holding his hands up defensively. "No, Uncle Severus certainly does not," he insisted. "Uncle Severus puts up with enough for Remus that he should not have to go near babies."
Lily grinned at him. "Oh, come now, Uncle Severus," she said. "Look, he's watching you!" Sure enough, the baby's bright green eyes were fixed on Severus.
Severus lowered his hands, frowning as he studied Harry. "Merlin, he really is an ugly little thing."
Lily gasped and swatted Severus' arm. "Severus Snape! Take that back! He's perfect."
Severus shifted away from her reach, staring flatly. "If by perfect you mean ugly. Look at that hair. And that fat head. He's going to grow up to be an ugly sod. Probably will look just like his father."
With a snort, Lily went and sat on the sofa, cuddling Harry. "Don't listen to Uncle Severus, he's just an old sourpuss," she told him, glaring at Severus. "Now I remember why we stopped talking," she added.
"You were jealous of my marks in Potions?" Severus guessed, though he knew perfectly well it wasn't that. He stared at Lily on the sofa a moment, feeling awkward. Would she let him get away with escaping down into his lab?
"You eventually forgot how to act around human beings," she retorted, glaring. "Aren't you going to offer me a cup of tea?"
Severus glared at her. "Cup of tea?"
"Yes, thank you," she said, with a sweet smile. "One sugar, please."
Severus rolled his eyes and skulked into the kitchen, fixing her a cup from the tea on the table. He came back out and set it with a hard clink against the coffee table, then dropped into a chair, deciding he didn't trust her enough to leave her unattended.
"Thank you, Severus," she said pleasantly. "How have you been?"
"Terrible," Severus said flatly.
"Ah. Did you bring it upon yourself?" she asked brightly.
Severus scowled at her and did not deign to answer that.
Remus was hurrying home from work, grateful he'd only had to work until Dav got in from his appointment. He'd told Lily he would be home all afternoon, and he was afraid she would arrive before he got home. And God only knew what she would do do Severus, or perhaps vice versa--particularly since she would have Harry with her. He didn't imagine Severus was very fond of babies.
He let himself in and took in Severus' scowl and Lily's sharp smile. "Hallo, hallo," he said with forced cheerfulness, pushing his shoes off. "Sorry I'm late, I had to wait on Dav. Lily, how are you?" He crossed the room and kissed her cheek. "How's the big man?" he asked, tickling Harry's chin gently.
"Hello, Uncle Moony," Lily teased, smiling at him. "You didn't tell me you had a roommate."
Remus glanced at Severus. "Sorry," he said. "I just thought you'd know Severus and I are still together. I admit, I wasn't really thinking." He glanced at Severus. "How was your morning?" he asked, moving across to kiss Severus' lips lightly.
"Fine," Severus muttered, irritated, but not really with Remus so much.
Remus settled down on the arm of Severus' chair, leaning lightly against his lover's shoulders. "Isn't Harry a lovely baby, Severus?" he asked, smiling.
"He's lumpy," Severus said.
"Lumpy, nonsense. He's a baby. Babies aren't lumpy." Remus looked at Lily. "Are they?"
Lily looked outraged, though there was a glimmer of amusement in her eyes as well. "Lumpy! Severus, of all the outrageous things you've ever said. No, Remus, babies are not lumpy." She rolled her eyes and snuggled her son. "What you see in him I'll never quite understand," she remarked, though she wasn't looking at either of them as she spoke.
Severus narrowed his eyes but didn't look too terribly upset. He reached up and took Remus' hand, though, as if to say that Lily's opinion on the subject did not matter at all. Remus liked him, so there.
"I sometimes do wonder why he puts up with me," Remus said amiably. He liked the way Severus had taken his hand in front of her. He tightened his fingers just a bit.
Lily didn't say anything, just glanced up at them and smirked.
Why Severus put up with him? Severus blinked, then smirked. "Yes, sometimes I wonder that as well," he teased.
"Oi," Remus muttered, but he didn't sound at all put out. "Did Severus offer you tea, Lily?" he asked, though he could see she had a cup.
"Yes, quite graciously," Lily lied, "though he never said whether he had any chocolate biscuits or not."
"He doesn't," Severus answered quickly, before Remus started giving their chocolate biscuits away.
Remus looked down at Severus, hiding his surprise, but didn't contradict him. "I could offer you sandwiches, though," he said in an apologetic tone.
Lily sniffed. "No, thanks. How are you both?"
Remus didn't answer right away, waiting for Severus to speak.
Severus glanced at Remus, but could see he was waiting. Buggery hell, Remus wasn't even going to let him out of the small talk now he was here? "We already had this conversation," he muttered.
"Ah. I'm quite well, thanks," Remus said. "Getting on with the things Dumbledore has assigned to me, though I can't really talk about that much. And of course I'm quite pleased with my personal life just now." He grinned at Lily, leaning a bit more against Severus.
"I can see that," Lily said, her lips curving in a smile. It was a brief one. "James said you and Sirius had had a row."
"A small one, that's all, and we dealt with it," Remus said dismissively. "Unless he's been talking rot about me behind my back."
"No, not that I know of," Lily said, her brow creasing. "I don't know, it was just something about books, I think. And then he went on to talking about Peter. We don't see much of Peter these days. He's been working so hard."
Severus glared at the subject of Sirius, leaning against Remus a little. He wanted to vent his opinion, but decided to keep quiet.
"Yes, well, I've been working hard as well," Remus said, his voice cooling slightly. "And I've still made time for my friends."
"Oh, I know," Lily said quickly. "And James does, too. Sirius is always so anxious about his family, you know. He seems to feel he has a lot to make up for."
"And he manages to cock that up, too," Severus uttered snidely, even though he'd just vowed not to say a word. He just couldn't seem to help himself.
Remus nudged Severus gently, though he didn't blame him.
Lily's gaze was more demanding. "Oh, as if you haven't," she snapped. "It was a two-sided battle, Severus Snape, and you know it!"
"We're not talking about school, and you know it, Lily," Remus said, frowning at her. "And Severus would let that go, if Sirius would."
Severus just nodded, since it didn't seem he needed to defend himself, with Remus there. He didn't really think he'd be willing to let that grudge go, but he didn't need to say so.
Lily sighed. "Well, anyway." She shifted and looked around. "Remus, would you like to hold Harry?"
"Tired of him already?" Remus teased. He got up and went to take the baby, cradling his head carefully as he settled him in the crook of his arm. "Merlin, I always feel like I'm going to break him."
"If we're lucky," Severus muttered.
Remus frowned and kicked Severus, though since he was in his socks it couldn't have much impact. "You ought to be capable of being nice to a baby, Severus, for heaven's sake."
"Ouch," Severus complained shifting away from Remus with a scowl. "Maybe I'd feel like being nice if you weren't always kicking me."
"Oh, for--" Looking annoyed, Remus sat on Severus' lap. Lily let out a snort of laughter.
"Augh, get off!" Severus complained, though he only nudged Remus, not actually wanting to do something to hurt the baby.
Remus leaned down and smooched him instead.
"Remus!" Severus protested, leaning away from him and trying to pull himself out from underneath Remus' weight.
Snickering, Remus shifted until he was a bit more comfortable. "Sit still," he ordered, leaning back against him. "She already knows we're in love, I don't know why you get so bloody embarrassed."
"Probably because I think the two of you are rather cute together," Lily offered, amused.
Severus made an offended noise. "I wouldn't want to watch two people climbing all over each other and kissing, therefore I wouldn't want to do it, you berk."
Remus made a skeptical noise and held Harry up. "Have we traumatised you, poor lad," he said, looking amused when Harry just sneezed and blinked sleepily at him.
"James will be appalled that our son will grow up calling you Uncle Severus," Lily said, grinning.
"No he won't," Severus contradicted, making a show of looking the baby over again. "I'll be horrid to him so he'll hate me. Merlin, you can just tell he's going to be thick."
Remus scowled at him. "Don't be a berk, you can't tell any such thing," he said. "Anyway, with a mum as brilliant at Potions as Lily is, he'll have to be good at that, so you won't be able to keep from liking him."
Severus frowned. "He's still James' son. That will create an enormous drag factor on any intelligence he gets from Lily," he insisted, then reached out and gently poked a pudgy cheek.
Watching Severus gave Remus a sudden melty feeling in his chest. Harry opened his eyes and sneezed again, blinking at Severus.
"Eugh," Severus uttered, pulling back. "He's all sort of...mucusy."
Lily was watching them with a soft gaze, but she came over and took Harry back. "Well, he isn't very old," she said. "Babies are a bit messy, it's true." She smoothed her hand over his hair again, trying to tame it. "But they're worth it."
"Oh, are they?" Severus asked with mock-interest. "Remus, Lily has convinced me that babies are worth it. I'm going to leave you and get married."
Remus snorted. "Yes, I'm certain you will," he said. "Children are messy, she said. I know how you hate a mess."
"Well, I already put up with yours. It would just be a trade, one mess for another," Severus said dryly.
"Oi, that's not on," Remus said. "I clean up after myself more than I used to." That wasn't fair at all; he was a reasonably tidy bloke, after all.
Lily snickered. "Oh, listen to the two of you bickering like a married couple again," she said. Her eyes were dancing with amusement and affection, and Remus felt warmed as he realised how grateful he was at least one of his friends accepted how he felt about Severus.
Severus wondered if he could make a rude comment about how he wouldn't marry Remus so they could row and get Lily to leave. Or at least get himself excused from the room. He didn't care if she came to visit Remus, since she was all right with the two of them, but he didn't really want to be there for it. "I thought we'd been through that before," he commented.
"It's charming," she said, "in a weird sort of way. And I can see how happy Remus is, which means a lot."
Remus rolled his eyes, but he couldn't deny he was pleased by that.
Severus 'hmphed', though he found himself leaning against Remus a little.
Smiling, Remus wanted nothing more than to kiss Severus again, though he managed to restrain himself for fear of being pushed off the chair now that he wasn't holding the baby. "I hope someday all our friends will be able to see it the way you do," he said. "When this war is over."
Lily sighed and glanced away, avoiding the conversation. "We thought we would have a little fancy dress party for Halloween this year," she said. "You know, Severus, you could come to that. With a mask, no one would realise who Remus' friend was."
Severus was very glad Lily changed the subject, even if he didn't like the new one much better. "No."
"Oh, that sounds like a lovely idea," Remus said. He turned to look at Severus. "Do say yes, please?" he said. "I wouldn't have as much fun if you weren't there."
"No," Severus insisted louder.
Remus gave Severus a sad look, though he resolved not to let the idea go entirely. "It could be like the night we met in that club," he murmured, watching Severus.
"No," Severus said for a third time. "Something bad will happen."
Remus sighed. "Then I shan't go," he said, looking apologetically at Lily. "But it's a nice idea."
Lily raised her eyebrows, though she didn't argue.
"What?" Severus asked, slightly bewildered. "Just go without me. They're your friends."
Remus shrugged. "I don't like parties without you," he said quietly. "It doesn't matter."
"We've never even gone to a party together," Severus pointed out archly.
"Yes, but now when I'm at parties, I know you're not with me, and it makes me not like them." Remus shrugged again. "I said it doesn't matter."
Lily kept her gaze on her son, feeling awkward, but listening avidly all the same.
"Fine," Severus growled, not wanting to argue in front of Lily, but really wanting to shove Remus off his lap suddenly.
Oh, Remus knew that tone of voice. Somehow he'd annoyed Severus, though he wasn't sure what was wrong with not wanting to go to a party without his lover. He sighed and stood up. "I think I need a cup of tea," he murmured. "Anyone else need a refill?"
Lily glanced up. "Oh, I'm fine, thanks," she said.
Remus nodded and went into the kitchen. Lily watched Severus.
Severus shifted uncomfortably, feeling the heat from Remus' lap dissipate. A moment later, he realised Lily was staring at him, and stared back, frowning.
"Why don't you like it that he's so affectionate?" Lily asked curiously.
"What?" Severus asked, surprised, then felt a wash of shame. "It's not polite," he said, which was partially true.
She snorted. "When has that ever mattered to you?"
"I am not an affectionate person," Severus snapped, angrier than he would have, but her question really irritated him. Here he was, trying to get along with her, and she was such a bitch.
She raised her eyebrows and then huffed. "Fine. But a man like Remus needs to know he's wanted and appreciated, or he won't be happy. You ought to realise that by now."
Severus opened his mouth, then blinked and stared at her. "What? He knows that. Just because I don't want to bloody snog in front of someone else doesn't mean I don't ever snog him!"
She shrugged. "I was talking about emotions, anyway, not sex," she said.
Remus had leaned against the kitchen cabinets for a few minutes, trying to regain his sense of balance, before he returned. He came back from the kitchen just in time to overhear Lily's last remark, and he gave her a funny look as he went to sit on the sofa, well away from Severus.
Severus wanted very badly to yell that Remus knew how Severus felt about him, but he didn't want to continue that topic at all, least not in front of Remus. Hurt and annoyed, he glared at the wall.
Well, this was awkward. Remus sipped at his tea and wondered what to do. He didn't know how to give Severus permission to go without making it sound as if he was being sent away, and he certainly didn't want to insult him accidentally in front of Lily. He sighed and studied his teacup.
Now Severus was going back over Lily's entire visit, wondering where he'd given the impression that he didn't care about Remus, that Remus didn't know it. He frowned, angling his head down so his hair fell around his face like a defensive curtain, and finally grew so frustrated because he didn't know how that had happened or where he had messed up that he got up off the sofa. He cast a glance at Remus from behind his hair, noticing that he was on the other sofa, as far away from Severus as possible, and then at Lily, who still looked reproachful.
He wanted to utter a scathing retort, but he didn't want to say something that would hurt Remus, so all he did was mutter quietly, "Your baby looks like a monkey," and cross the room in long strides to disappear down the cellar stairs.
Confused and surprised, Remus watched Severus go, then turned to Lily. "What did you say to him?" he demanded.
Lily glanced sideways at Remus and said, "Nothing, really. I mean, just a remark about kissing in front of me. It's really all right, you know."
Remus frowned. "I know he doesn't like showing affection in public," he said. "I shouldn't have."
"And now I've made the two of you row again," Lily said regretfully. "I'm sorry, Remus."
He shrugged. "We row plenty without anyone making us," he said. "It's all right."
"Still. I should go, shouldn't I?" She sighed and stood up. "Be careful, Remus. And come see us soon."
He stood when she did, and bent his head to accept the kiss she brushed across his cheek. "You be careful, too, Lils," he murmured. "Take care of our Harry."
She smiled and Disapparated.
With a sigh, Remus fixed Severus a cup of tea and headed down to the cellar. He sat down on the stairs when he was a few from the bottom. "Lily left," he said. "I brought you tea."
Severus was standing over an empty cauldron that was set up at his main workstation, his head still bent with his hair obscuring his face, a hand toying with a ladle sitting next to the cauldron. He didn't look up when he heard Remus, though he caught the stairs out of the corner of his eye. "I didn't mean to force her to go," he mumbled. "Thought you might want to visit with her."
Since Severus wasn't actually brewing, Remus ventured the rest of the way down. He placed the teacup and saucer on the workstation and wrapped his arms around Severus' waist, pressing against his lover's back. "She had to go anyway," he lied, resting his head against Severus' shoulder. "And I wanted to make sure you're all right. I didn't mean to make you angry."
"You didn't, she did," Severus corrected, not moving, though he felt better with Remus' arms around him. He thought about what she'd said again, and after a few moments, asked quietly, "Are you happy?"
"What? Of course I am, what sort of question is that?" Remus tightened his arms around Severus. "Did she say something?"
"She asked why I didn't like you being so affectionate," Severus said. "And I tried to explain that it wasn't like that, but then she said that you wouldn't be happy without affection, and I said that just because I didn't want to snog you in front of her didn't mean I didn't ever show you affection. Then she said that she meant emotional, not physical, and I've been trying to figure out what I did because I thought I was affectionate enough, but maybe I'm not and you're not really happy."
"I am happy!" Remus exclaimed, feeling a surge of anger that Lily had made Severus feel like this. He kissed Severus' neck and stroked a hand over his hair. "You always show me how much you love me. You--you sweeten my tea for me, and you bring me chocolate, and you hold me when we sleep, and..." He took a deep breath, trying to calm down and wishing he didn't have a sudden desperation to convince Severus that he was happy. "And you make me potions and take care of me after the full moon, and--and I always know you love me, Severus!"
Severus pulled away enough to turn in Remus' arms, so he could put his arms around Remus tightly and nuzzle his neck. "Good," he said quietly. "Because I do."
"Good, good," Remus whispered, clinging to Severus. "God, I love you so much."
Tightening his embrace, Severus smiled against Remus' skin. "I love hearing that, you know. 'M so glad you love me."
"I'll always love you," Remus said, feeling a little better.
"I'm sorry I cocked up your visit," Severus added, stroking Remus' back.
"You didn't, it doesn't matter." Remus liked the way Severus was touching him. He leaned into Severus contentedly.
"And the party..." Severus began, not sure what to say but not wanting Remus to be upset about that either.
"It doesn't matter," Remus said again, though he did want to go, he wanted Severus to go.
"I'm just worried that somehow I'll be discovered. I mean, I really don't want to sit around with Potter and Black and that, but I would, for you, so long as it's safe. Perhaps if I use Polyjuice, that way, no matter what, they won't know it's me." Severus knew very well that it did, in fact, matter, and it irritated him that Remus wouldn't go without him, but he knew Remus needed to go.
"I don't want you to risk being discovered," Remus agreed. "It was a stupid idea. Polyjuice would work, though, you're right." He tried not to sound too hopeful.
"I think it's important that you go," Severus added, thinking perhaps explaining himself would help. "I don't fancy hanging out with them, but for you I would Polyjuice as someone else and go with you."
Remus' chest tightened. "God, I love you so much," he said again, burying his face against Severus' neck.
Severus stroked Remus' hair. "It's nice that you wanted me to go with you," he admitted. "I'll have to find the hair of someone devillishly handsome."
"You can't go as yourself, they might recognise you," Remus objected, smiling against Severus' skin.
Severus hesitated, confused a moment, then smacked Remus' arm lightly. "Handsome, I said, not gitty. I'll have to see who I can get close to. We should take a trip to Diagon and you can pick out someone you like." He smirked.
"I don't care what you look like, you'll still be you, that's all I care about," Remus murmured. He nuzzled Severus.
"Yes, but I might as well be attractive," Severus said, his tone insinuating. "For after the party."
"I'm not going to shag anyone's body and face but yours," Remus said, insulted. He drew back and frowned at Severus. "I love you. I love looking at you. I love touching your body. Only you."
"Oh," Severus said, feeling a little disappointed. He would have liked to know what it was like to have sex as an attractive person, and know he was attractive.
Remus kissed Severus slowly. "Don't be stupid," he murmured, "you are attractive to me. You're all I want."
Severus sighed. "Well, at least I'll look good for the party. What a costume." He raised his eyebrows, smirking.
"Mm, you should dress as something naughty," Remus said, nuzzling him.
Severus laughed. "Like what?" he asked, stroking Remus' hair again.
"I don't know, perhaps a wicked pirate captain," Remus said. "Or a rent boy, mm." He nipped Severus.
"Ooh," Severus gasped, liking Remus' nip. "We don't have to wait for Halloween, you know."
"Oh, so you'd dress up as a rent boy for me now?" Remus murmured.
"Mmm, if you caught me in the right mood," Severus said, smirking.
"Ooh, I like that," Remus growled. "What do I have to do to get you in the right mood, I wonder." He pressed against Severus and nipped again.
"Bit more of that should do it," Severus said, smirking. "And the right venue, unless you want Potions Lab Rent Boy, but that rather sounds like my fantasy."
"Oh, does it?" Remus murmured, and nipped again. "I think that sounds rather interesting." He growled and nipped a little harder.
Severus gasped, his eyelids slitting. "So then, how exactly do I make myself look like a rent boy?"
"Mmm, you ought to be wearing very tight jeans," Remus murmured, nipping his way to kiss the spot behind Severus' ear. "And just a vest, with a jacket open over it, I think."
"And no pants?" Severus asked, smirking and pleased. "You just want to finally see me in jeans, I know your game."
"Mm, yes, definitely no pants." Remus nipped at Severus' earlobe. "I'm sure all rent boys either wear jeans or leather trousers."
"Well, if that's what you want, then they do," Severus decided, smirking. "So do you know how to transfigure jeans? Because I don't have any."
"I'm more than willing to try," Remus said, rubbing his hips against Severus'. "Just the idea has me hard."
Severus groaned softly. "Oh, brilliant."
Remus fished out his wand and thought for a moment, then muttered a few words under his breath as he flicked his wand towards Severus' trousers. "Of course, I'll need to vanish your pants, as well."
Severus stared down at his trousers-now-jeans, which looked exactly like his trousers and were cut the same way, just made of denim. "Needs to be adjusted," he commented wryly. "But vanish my pants before you shrink them."
Remus snickered and obeyed, pleased that he'd at least managed jeans. Then he worked on tightening them.
"Oh my," Severus murmured, engrossed by the feel of the denim growing closer and fitting itself with his body. He ran his hands over his thighs, feeling the fabric tight against his skin.
Remus stood back to survey his work, then paced around to view Severus from the back. "Oh, my, indeed," he murmured, stroking his hand over Severus' jeans-clad arse. That was very nice.
Severus shivered a little. Despite the thickness of the material, he was very aware of Remus' hand sliding over his arse, which felt wonderful.
Remus chuckled and leaned in to nip Severus' ear again. "And just the vest," he murmured.
"Oh yes, right," Severus uttered distractedly, undoing enough shirt buttons to get it over his head. Underneath was his white vest.
"Mmm, that needs to be adjusted, too," Remus said, shrinking it until it was tight.
Severus turned around and smirked wickedly at Remus. "How does it look now?"
"God," Remus murmured, staring. He reached out and pressed a finger to Severus' chest, rubbing it over one of Severus' nipples.
Severus gasped, liking how that felt. He could feel his cock harden further, and gasped again for the feel of the stiff, restrictive material against his erection.
Remus smirked slowly, watching Severus' face. "You look good like that," he murmured, moving in closer. "I think rent boys wear lipstick, don't they?"
Severus arched his eyebrows in surprise, but smirked. He would never consider wearing such a thing, but the look in Remus' eyes convinced him. "If you say they do."
"Yes, I'm fairly certain they do," Remus said. He didn't know any cosmetic charms, though. He trailed his wandtip across Severus' lips, wishing he did.
Severus arched a brow, but didn't feel anything. "Do you know cosmetic charms?"
"No," Remus said, regretful.
Severus thought about that for a bit. "My mum left a carton of Witch Weeklys behind when she left. They might." Dear Merlin, why was he going out of his way for lipstick?
Remus' eyes lit up. "Really?"
Oh yeah, that was why. Severus smiled a little self-consciously. "Yeah, no idea why she left them, but I stuck them under the stairs with a few random things I didn't find a place for," he said, nodding at the cellar stairs, whose overhang sheltered battered cartons.
"Well, we could always check one or two issues," Remus said, sliding a finger along Severus' lower lip, his gaze hungry.
Yes, that was definitely why. Severus' lips slowly formed a smirk, and then his tongue darted out to flicker over Remus' fingertip.
Remus' eyelids drooped as he watched Severus, and his lips parted slightly.
Pleased with that expression, Severus sucked the digit into his mouth, curling his tongue around it. He could faintly taste tea.
"Nnnuh." Remus felt a tug in his groin at that, his breathing quickening.
Severus pulled off Remus' finger slowly, his smirk re-forming. "Do you mind getting lipstick on your cock?"
"Oh God," Remus muttered, staring at Severus' lips. "Don't mind at all."
Oooh, this was a new little kink Remus hadn't shared. "Let's look, then," he said, then had to reach down to adjust himself.
Remus smirked at Severus' gesture, but most of his brain was occupied with the thought of Severus in lipstick. He gestured for Severus to lead the way to the magazines, mostly so he could ogle his lover's arse.
Severus drew his wand and approached the stairs, Accioing the blue and white carton his mother had left. It slid out from the piles and he bent down to unfold the flaps, keeping his legs straight so Remus had more to ogle. "Here they are."
"Mmm." Remus couldn't quite keep from groping Severus' arse as he rummaged around in the box.
Severus' hands curled around the magazines he was sorting through, and he let out a soft moan for Remus' benefit as he scanned cover headlines. They were mostly things like, 101 Recipes For Fish, Gilderoy Lockhart Voted Best Smile, and Inexpensive Decorating Tips You'll Love!. But it wasn't long before he found a few that had headlines to do with cosmetics, and he pulled three of those that looked promising.
Encouraged by that reaction, Remus moved up behind Severus, pressing against his arse and holding his hips so he wouldn't be knocked over by the contact. "Find anything yet?" he murmured.
Severus groaned and had to grasp the edge of the carton to steady himself, suddenly weak-kneed from the feel of that. "Merlin," he uttered, closing his eyes a moment, then forced them back open to focus on the magazines. "Might have," he managed, throat dry.
"Mmm. Good. I'm getting impatient." Remus slid a hand down to rub at Severus' erection through the jeans.
That jolt of pleasure almost knocked Severus over. He was thankful for the other hand on his hip, helping to keep him upright. "Remus," he gasped, then straightened slowly with the magazines in his hands. "God, I want you so fucking bad."
"Oh, yes," Remus breathed, pulling Severus back against him and kissing down his neck. He loved the way it felt to be moulded against Severus' back, to have Severus dressed in such tight clothes.
Severus' breathing grew laboured and he reached down to squeeze himself through his jeans. He tried to concentrate on the magazines, but it was bloody difficult.
"You'd better find those charms quickly," Remus murmured, batting Severus' hand away from his cock. "No touching," he added.
Severus whimpered, but didn't try to touch himself again. "What if I don't find them quickly? It was your idea," he reminded Remus, though he was flipping through the pages.
"I'm just not sure I can resist that arse in those jeans much longer," Remus admitted, breathing in Severus' scent along his neck but valiantly resisting the urge to lick or bite or kiss.
Severus smirked and rubbed his arse back against Remus' arousal as he skimmed a cosmetic guide.
"Nnyah," Remus managed, panting. His fingers dug into Severus' hips and he nipped at his earlobe.
"God," Severus gasped, and then let out a noise of triumph as he flipped to a page full of different coloured lipsticks with varying degrees of gloss and a table of charms. He folded the magazine in half and held up the page to Remus. "Found it!"
"Mmm." Remus ran his eyes along the page until he found a lovely dark red, then he pulled away and stalked around to face Severus. He whispered the charm, watching his lover's face. Oh, yes, that was lovely.
Severus blinked, instantly disliking the feel of the lipstick. He touched it gingerly with a fingertip, peering at the dark red stain it left. He was glad there wasn't a mirror down here, but if Remus liked it, he wouldn't say a word. He smirked, glancing back to Remus' face. "Is the effect complete, then?"
"Oh, yes," Remus breathed. He reached out and touched Severus' lower lip. "I want to smear it with kisses," he confessed. "But not before I get lipstick on my cock."
Severus' smirk widened. "So does that mean you want a suck job to start out?" he asked teasingly.
"You're so clever," Remus said, smirking at Severus. "Yes, yes, that's what I want."
"Mmm. Right here?" Severus asked breathlessly.
"Yes, in the middle of your potions laboratory," Remus said, his smirk widening.
Part of Severus was annoyed with that; this was the place he had that was entirely his, where Remus was Not Allowed, but there wasn't much point to worrying about that rule now because he'd let Remus break it before they'd even begun talk of sex.
It didn't matter, in the end, because the bigger part of him found what Remus said incredibly arousing, for some reason he wasn't entirely certain of. He stepped closer, then dropped to his knees and ran his hands up Remus' thighs, nuzzling the bulge in his jeans.
"Oh, yes," Remus murmured, burying his fingers in Severus' hair. "Merlin, you're so fucking sexy."
Severus met Remus' gaze as he slowly undid his fly and took his cock out, cradling it in one hand and his balls in the other as Severus kissed the tip.
"Oh God," Remus managed, as his knees went just a little weak. "God, look at you."
Oh, this had definitely been a good idea. Remus' obvious arousal and enjoyment had Severus' cock throbbing. The constrictive jeans were a bit uncomfortable, but he didn't mind at all. He caught a bit of precome with his tongue, then took the head into his mouth to suck on it.
Remus groaned, panting, and watched Severus hungrily, his fingers tightening in Severus' hair. "So eager, so fucking hungry for me. God, Severus!"
Merlin, Severus wanted to touch himself so badly. He let his frustration and desire fuel the fervour with which he sucked and licked Remus, taking him deeper into his mouth to smear lipstick further along Remus' cock. His hand reached between his slightly spread legs and tried to adjust himself again.
Remus whimpered at that sight, tugging at Severus' hair. "Yes, yes, Severus," he panted, tensing his muscles to keep from thrusting into Severus' mouth. "Oh, Merlin." His voice rose in pitch at his pleasure and heightening arousal.
Severus pulled back a little on Remus' cock entirely so he could moan at having his hair pulled. He rolled Remus' balls in one hand and groped his arse with the other.
"Want--want--" Remus gasped, one hand dropping to Severus' shoulder to steady himself. "Fuck me?" he managed finally.
Severus was more than a little surprised at that request, but he didn't think it over. He must want to come from being sucked, Severus realised, and nodded before he sealed his lips over Remus' cock again, swirling his tongue.
Remus gasped and howled, then pulled Severus' hair. "Wait--" he panted, because damn it, he was going to come if Severus didn't stop, and he wanted this to last. But God, he didn't want Severus to stop, either. When Severus released him, he slid down to his knees, kissing Severus' mouth hard, wanting that lipstick all over them both.
Very confused when Remus told him to stop, Severus considered not doing so, but he knew he shouldn't. He let Remus slide from his mouth, then got another surprise when Remus knelt down and kissed him passionately. Severus wrapped his arms around Remus, returning the kiss with his frustrated hunger.
Moaning into that kiss, Remus ran a hand down Severus' back, groping enthusiastically at Severus' denim-clad arse. "Want--" he murmured, but he couldn't finish because he kissed Severus again.
Severus knew he should pull away and make Remus finish that thought, but it was difficult when he was wanting so badly himself. He reached down to wrap a hand around Remus' cock.
Remus twitched and shuddered at the pleasure that was so close to overwhelming him. He dropped his mouth to Severus' neck, nipping and biting at the skin as he groped Severus' arse again. After a moment he worked his hand between Severus' back and the trousers, massaging bare skin.
"Oh god," Severus moaned, pulling his hand away from Remus' cock. "You're going to make me come in my jeans! What do you want?" he demanded.
Remus opened his eyes. "Stairs," he muttered, as his gaze fell on them. "Fuck me on the stairs." He bit, not entirely gently. "Fuck me hard."
Severus stared at Remus' mouth as he drew away, taking in the fainter red of his lipstick smeared across them. "Yes," he uttered heatedly, tugging his jeans open. "God. That's a bloody good idea. You've got to do that to me sometime," he decided, struggling to get his jeans down far enough.
Relieved that Severus hadn't thought it was a stupid idea, Remus smiled breathlessly at him and reached out to help him with his jeans.
"God, you made these tight," Severus laughed, stroking his poor, abused flesh. Remus got them down far enough for his needs, and then he tugged Remus' down, too. "C'mon."
"They look bloody good on you," Remus said, his voice a growl. He let Severus pull him over to the stairs, raising his thumb to stroke Severus' cheek, then deliberately smear his lipstick further.
"Glad you like it," Severus said, who was at the moment tempted to dress like this every day, if it got him this reaction. He pushed Remus down to the stairs, moving up behind him. He was a bit confused, since he'd assumed Remus had wanted him to do the fucking so Remus could come in Severus' mouth and Severus would still get something nice for it, but Remus just wanted to be fucked? He seemed to want that a lot more than he used to, these days.
"God, yes," Remus murmured, turning his head to watch Severus. He loved watching Severus. He loved knowing Severus would wear lipstick for him.
Severus smiled at his lover, squeezing his arse as he muttered the charms to prepare him, then lined himself up and pushed in.
Remus let out a long, low groan, his chest tightening at the way Severus was looking at him. He was so glad things were getting better between them. He was glad Severus liked fucking him again. "Yes," he grunted, one hand questing back for contact with Severus.
Severus laced his fingers together with Remus' at the same time that he pulled back and gave his first long thrust.
"Oh yes!" Remus gasped, clutching gratefully at Severus' hand. "Love you--so much!"
Severus held Remus' hand tightly as he began feeling out a rhythm, watching Remus. "Love you," he gasped.
Remus was shuddering slightly from pleasure almost from the first thrust, and he was soon whimpering and arching back against Severus. He wanted to find the words to tell Severus how erotic this all was, how grateful he was that Severus wanted him, how much it meant to him that Severus loved him. He just gasped and made incoherent noises of pleasure instead.
That was so bloody good. Remus was making Severus lose control already, thrusting erratically into his lover as he was lost to pleasure.
The erratic nature of Severus' thrusts had Remus writhing and twitching with pleasure, without letting him build to climax. It was maddening, but it was wonderful, too. He wanted to touch himself, to fist his cock in fast, hard motions, but with one hand tangled with Severus', he would fall on his face if he quit supporting his own weight. Remus whimpered again, his breathing ragged.
Severus was aware, on some level, that he was rutting mindlessly, and not paying attention to Remus' needs. He couldn't calm down, however. He finally let go of Remus' hand, so he could grab his hips and fuck him harder, leaning over Remus' back.
Remus wrapped his hand around his cock, stroking furiously. He felt like he was going to explode. And then Severus' thrust hit that spot and he howled, coming over his hand and against the stairs.
Severus groaned as he felt Remus' climax, thrusting furiously to catch up. He did, though not for several minutes afterwards, and then collapsed against Remus' back, panting, as he shivered and wrapped his arms around Remus' middle.
"Fuck, that was good," Remus muttered, turning his head slightly to nuzzle Severus. The edge of a stair was cutting into his stomach, but he couldn't really be arsed to move.
Severus kissed the corner of his mouth, then sluggishly rose to his knees so Remus could get up if he wanted, and slid out of Remus gently. "Yeah," Severus agreed, when he could breathe again.
Remus finally shifted a little, sitting with his bare arse on the step so he could turn and kiss Severus properly. "You fucked me raw," he murmured, wrapping his arms around Severus.
Severus put his arms around Remus in turn, nuzzling his hair. "Mmm, good. Was brilliant."
Remus made an affirmative noise and buried his face against Severus. "God, love you."
"Love you," Severus murmured, holding Remus tightly and resting his nose in Remus' hair.
"Ought to go to bed," Remus said. It would be a lot more comfortable in bed.
"Yeah," Severus said. "I'll Apparate us." And a moment later, he did.
When they reappeared, Remus was sitting and Severus was kneeling on the bed. He smoothed a hand over Remus' hair again.
"Mmm." Remus beamed at Severus, feeling utterly relaxed and happy.
"Love you," Severus said again, then Banished their clothes and laid down. He shifted over onto his back and watched Remus expectantly.
Remus immediately snuggled up against Severus and rested his head on his lover's shoulder. "I love you," he whispered.
Severus dragged the blanket over them, then put his arms around Remus, relaxing and closing his eyes.
Remus fell asleep listening to Severus' heartbeat.