Fic: Moon to Moon (25/30)
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salixbabylonTitle: Moon to Moon
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salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 790 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![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-community.gif)
pervy_werewolf for firmly planting the structural idea in my brain. Props to sirkayem for betaing!
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Moon To Moon
September 7th, 1996: Day 25
It is too bad I can't put a picture of myself in this diary, since I think the expression on my face says it all right now – smug, a little tired, and very very pleased.
I got him back.
I woke up this morning and Flooed straight into Severus' quarters at Hogwarts. He was already up, of course, making something unbearably foul-smelling in his private laboratory. I was a little concerned that he might hex me straight away, but he seemed to be struggling to maintain his usual aloof facade instead.
Rather than wait for his verbal attack, I apologized, saying something like "I'm sorry you walked in on Charlie and I together. I didn't know whether you still wanted me or not." He tried to respond, but I cut him off, saying that if I had known he was interested, I would never have dallied with anyone else. I asked him, point blank, whether he did want me, and said that I wanted him.
Of course he snarled and snapped and refused to answer the question. Severus is really so very easy to read once you understand his language.
I knew I had two choices – try to soothe the savage beast or dominate him.
Guess which one I chose?
Indeed – I slammed him against the wall and locked my lips with his before he had a chance to cast whatever spell it was he was thinking of when he grabbed for his wand. (Severus has always been quick with his wand, but is frequently a touch surprised by physical attacks, and I couldn't resist using that against him.)
I let him up for air and demanded an answer to my blunt question – did he want me? I don't think my arm across his throat really influenced his answer, as he certainly took his time in giving it. And of course, being Severus, he couldn't just say "yes" like a normal person: "I am not adverse to the idea of physical relations with you, if you can drag yourself away from your other amorous entanglements," he said. (But then if he were "normal," I doubt I'd be any more interested in him than I am in, say, Charlie.)
Thinking of how his eyes flashed with such intensity makes me hard, so many hours later, back in my room...
I didn't let him get away with just that, though. "You're mine then," I said. "Not simply for a shag; I want more than that, Severus. I want to be with you."
He nodded slightly, and I accepted that as an answer. I know we will have to work through his fear of me, of my disease, of Moony. But I do think he is willing, and intentions are worth a lot in relationships, so I am hopeful that we can work it out.
And of course then I shagged him practically through the wall.
It was aggressive, rough, claiming sex. Both us had adrenaline highs, and I know he doesn't mind a bit of discomfort (and of course I'd never truly hurt him). I ripped his robes apart and growled when he started to bitch about the buttons popping off. I bit a ghastly bruise into his neck, at the joint of his shoulder, then licked a path directly down his spine to his arse.
I barely had him wet and starting to relax and open under my tongue when he summoned some lubricant and thrust it at me. I fucked him with my fingers for only moments before replacing them with my eager prick and shoving him hard against the wall.
Thank goodness the dungeon rooms are so well-insulated against sound – I think his shout as I slid into his tight arse would have woken the entire Slytherin dormitory otherwise!
I was not gentle. I was not tender or slow or patient.
I fucked him as hard as I could and I enjoyed every bloody second of it. Every groan, every gasp, every slide of flesh into flesh, every aspect of losing control so thoroughly that I was almost mindless with want and need and having.
I have fucked and I have shagged, but I have never ever claimed any man the way I claimed Severus Snape this morning.
I'm not letting him go, either.
Once we'd both climaxed (and I'd never known Severus could yell so loudly), we retired to his bedroom. As soon as he was able, he fucked me into the mattress in his own forceful way. His cock in my arse, filling me, pounding into me relentlessly... It was so delicious I can't even find words.
I don't think either of us will be able to walk properly tomorrow. I can't stop grinning about that, either.
Day 26
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Author:
salixbabylonFandom: Harry Potter
Pairing: Remus/Severus, Remus/Sirius, Remus/Charlie
Rating: NC-17 eventually
Word Count: 790 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!Previous Entries
September 7th, 1996: Day 25
It is too bad I can't put a picture of myself in this diary, since I think the expression on my face says it all right now – smug, a little tired, and very very pleased.
I got him back.
I woke up this morning and Flooed straight into Severus' quarters at Hogwarts. He was already up, of course, making something unbearably foul-smelling in his private laboratory. I was a little concerned that he might hex me straight away, but he seemed to be struggling to maintain his usual aloof facade instead.
Rather than wait for his verbal attack, I apologized, saying something like "I'm sorry you walked in on Charlie and I together. I didn't know whether you still wanted me or not." He tried to respond, but I cut him off, saying that if I had known he was interested, I would never have dallied with anyone else. I asked him, point blank, whether he did want me, and said that I wanted him.
Of course he snarled and snapped and refused to answer the question. Severus is really so very easy to read once you understand his language.
I knew I had two choices – try to soothe the savage beast or dominate him.
Guess which one I chose?
Indeed – I slammed him against the wall and locked my lips with his before he had a chance to cast whatever spell it was he was thinking of when he grabbed for his wand. (Severus has always been quick with his wand, but is frequently a touch surprised by physical attacks, and I couldn't resist using that against him.)
I let him up for air and demanded an answer to my blunt question – did he want me? I don't think my arm across his throat really influenced his answer, as he certainly took his time in giving it. And of course, being Severus, he couldn't just say "yes" like a normal person: "I am not adverse to the idea of physical relations with you, if you can drag yourself away from your other amorous entanglements," he said. (But then if he were "normal," I doubt I'd be any more interested in him than I am in, say, Charlie.)
Thinking of how his eyes flashed with such intensity makes me hard, so many hours later, back in my room...
I didn't let him get away with just that, though. "You're mine then," I said. "Not simply for a shag; I want more than that, Severus. I want to be with you."
He nodded slightly, and I accepted that as an answer. I know we will have to work through his fear of me, of my disease, of Moony. But I do think he is willing, and intentions are worth a lot in relationships, so I am hopeful that we can work it out.
And of course then I shagged him practically through the wall.
It was aggressive, rough, claiming sex. Both us had adrenaline highs, and I know he doesn't mind a bit of discomfort (and of course I'd never truly hurt him). I ripped his robes apart and growled when he started to bitch about the buttons popping off. I bit a ghastly bruise into his neck, at the joint of his shoulder, then licked a path directly down his spine to his arse.
I barely had him wet and starting to relax and open under my tongue when he summoned some lubricant and thrust it at me. I fucked him with my fingers for only moments before replacing them with my eager prick and shoving him hard against the wall.
Thank goodness the dungeon rooms are so well-insulated against sound – I think his shout as I slid into his tight arse would have woken the entire Slytherin dormitory otherwise!
I was not gentle. I was not tender or slow or patient.
I fucked him as hard as I could and I enjoyed every bloody second of it. Every groan, every gasp, every slide of flesh into flesh, every aspect of losing control so thoroughly that I was almost mindless with want and need and having.
I have fucked and I have shagged, but I have never ever claimed any man the way I claimed Severus Snape this morning.
I'm not letting him go, either.
Once we'd both climaxed (and I'd never known Severus could yell so loudly), we retired to his bedroom. As soon as he was able, he fucked me into the mattress in his own forceful way. His cock in my arse, filling me, pounding into me relentlessly... It was so delicious I can't even find words.
I don't think either of us will be able to walk properly tomorrow. I can't stop grinning about that, either.
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Date: 2007-05-26 05:45 pm (UTC)Thanks! And I hope you are having as much fun on your travels as I am!
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Date: 2007-05-26 06:22 pm (UTC)Where's the con?
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Date: 2007-05-27 05:55 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-27 06:45 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-05-26 06:44 pm (UTC)Ok, I'm over here pumping my fist in the air. AWESOME.
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Date: 2007-05-27 06:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-06-10 07:35 pm (UTC)Oops, got a trifle carried away there... *cough*
Ahem, I meant to say, very nice chapter that... yes.
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Date: 2007-06-12 12:56 am (UTC)I'm glad you felt the same way. ;)