Fic: Moon to Moon (13/30)

[salixbabylon]

Title: Moon to Moon
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 765 for this part, ~17,300 overall
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They're just so much fun to play with!

Summary: Thirty days in the life of a randy werewolf.

Author's Note: Set in some nebulous AU where Sirius is alive, Harry and the rest of the kids are 16, and everyone is staying at Grimmauld Place in the summer of August 1996. Credits to pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to sirkayem for betaing!

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Moon To Moon

August 26th, 1996: Day 13

Well, with the full moon two nights away, I suppose I can use moon-lust as an excuse for losing control like that.

I shagged Severus.

Well, not quite, but close enough to satisfy. I'm not going to brag about it, but I also don't want to forget how good it was, so I'm going to record the details here. Besides, I'm not above writing my own masturbatory materials.

We were in the potions laboratory, for my daily dose and check-in. Severus was probably not standing any closer than he usually does for the examination, but as I said above, moon-lust had kicked in, and combined with the ever-present raging hormones, well... When he touched me I just pounced.

I pulled him against me, pressing the full length of our bodies together, and waited only for the slightest moment to see if there was any refusal on his part before bringing our mouths together in a devouring kiss.

As I said before, Severus delivers one fantastic snog. (I wish I had not rushed the encounter so much, upon reflection, but I suppose I was too caught up in the moment. And perhaps there will be more snogging later. There certainly will be if I have any say in the matter!) At any rate, snogging turned into groping turned into grinding and frotting and Holy Morgana, but it was delightful.

I always suspected Severus of hiding a decent body under all of those buttons, and while I've still not seen it, it feels fantastic. Lean and sinewy, and yes perhaps a bit too thin, but strong and that's such a turn-on. He resisted enough that it felt good to be the aggressor but not so much that it seemed to be against his will at all. I do love to man-handle a bloke, and I think Severus could be everything I've ever dreamed of in that respect...

So there we were, snogging in the lab, hands everywhere, groins already starting up a familiar rhythm despite the hindrance of several layers of clothing. I considered Vanishing them but couldn't remember the charm to do that, as all of my concentration was presently occupied elsewhere. Severus was groping me back, his hands particularly focused on my arse, grabbing and squeezing and controlling the pace of our grinding.

He was as carried away as I was and making Severus Snape, Master of Self-Control, lose himself like that was just about the best feeling I have ever, ever had.

Alas, all good things must come to an end. A randy werewolf can only take so much stimulation. I now suspect that I growled, which had the unfortunate effect of causing Severus to pull away. However at the time, I simply seized the opportunity presented by the space between our bodies to rip open both of our trousers (with one hand each, no less – I can't remember the last time I got to use that particular trick), and then pulled him back again to rub our naked cocks together.

I suppose it was a bit odd, kinky even – two men, fully-dressed except for their pricks - but at the time I could not have cared less. The feeling of Severus against me, not just his body but his hard and eager cock too, was unforgettable. The smell of him, his hunger for it...

Ah, I can't find the words. For a quick snog and frot, it was the best I've ever had. Of course that might be my libido talking...

It was over too soon. The feeling of his naked skin against mine rushed me to and over the edge - within moments of that raw contact I was spilling myself over us both. (I confess to a seriously perverse pleasure in getting him dirty.) Severus followed not long after, with a sensual groan that I'm going to replay during every wank fantasy I have from now on, I think.

Unfortunately the end of the encounter left a bit to be desired. The atmosphere in the room was awkward as we Vanished the mess away and tidied up our clothing. Severus was horribly silent and prickly, while I couldn't quite hide what was probably a very satisfied grin.

He threw me out with an "I'm rather busy, Lupin," which was a fairly mild brush-off, all things considered. I risked my life for one last fleeting kiss and left before he regrouped enough to decide to hex off my bollocks for assaulting him. A few hours later he departed from the house without a word to anyone.

I hope he comes back soon.


Day 14



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Comments

[sarka.livejournal.com]

*smirk*

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

*bounce*

[rakina.livejournal.com]

That was practically a declaration of undying love for Severus!
Oh, I did enjoy their frot, almost as much as Remus.
ps, my icon is a hint of what I'd rather like to see next *g*

[salixbabylon.livejournal.com]

That was practically a declaration of undying love for Severus!

I'm so glad someone else realized that! For Severus, it's far more about what he does than what words come out of his mouth. Thank goodness Remus speaks Snapish. ;)