Remus and Severus leave Walpurgis Night
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innerslytherin wrote Remus, and thesnapelyone wrote Severus.
WHO: Remus and Severus
WHEN: September, 1997
WHERE: England and Greece
WHAT: Breaking all ties
RATING: NC-17
Remus surveyed the room one final time and then looked at his lover. "Are we ready, then? I've reserved us a room at an inn near Heraklion. It's run by wizards, distant friends of my paternal grandmother, who are very Greek and not at all interested in the goings-on outside of their little village. Nikos ought to be able to find somewhere of our own." He smiled and wrapped an arm about Severus' waist.
"Very good," Severus agreed, "I'm more than ready." He felt a twinge of regret to be leaving his house so far behind, but it wasn't anything more than that; he hardly ever lived in it to begin with. It was all the things he would miss, though he could come back for them any time, and in fact had a lot of artifacts from the house shrunken and crammed in with the rest of his more practical belongings. At least he'd been able to save a lot of potions things, as well. Severus had never been so glad he'd kept extra supplies at home. "It sounds like you've done a good job planning all this."
"I didn't have to make arrangements for my death," Remus said lightly. "I had to do something to keep from growing bored." He smiled at Severus and kissed him. "Besides, I'm excited. We're going to find our home, Severus. To create a new life--together."
Severus smiled faintly at Remus. This was it. They would be gone now, forever, from everything they'd known. From the Order, from Dumbledore, from the Dark-- no, from Voldemort.
He knew that it was wrong that he not have a trace of remorse for fooling all those people. And the fact that he had none; that for once, he was taking what he wanted, making his own choices about his life, made his smile grow. "Yes. I'm ready."
Remus nodded. He'd already given Severus the Apparition coordinates, and they only had one satchel apiece--he'd already done the spells to send his belongings to a magical storage facility in Greece, until they found a house. "Well, then. I'll see you in Greece," he said, and went.
Severus nodded, watching Remus go silently. He took a deep breath, gazed around the barren house that still bore lingering traces of the Dark magic that had infested it for so long, and Disapparated with a crack.
The first difference was the temperature. In Scotland it had been crisp; Crete was hot. Remus grinned. Hot and dry. His bones liked this climate already. From his shoulder, Valerian gave a startled mew. "Yes, it's quite different, isn't it?" Remus agreed. They had Apparated to the front room of an inn. There was a settee and several chairs, all empty, and a desk, which was also unoccupied. The light was very bright. He glanced at Severus, wanting to see his lover's reaction.
The first thing Severus did upon arriving in Crete was wince. "Bloody hell." It was bright. Bright and warm. But the distinct difference in humidity was already a change for the better. He would either adjust or become nocturnal, but despite the brightness, he already decided it was a damn sight better than Scotland.
Remus grinned and stole a kiss. "Welcome to Crete, my love," he said, his voice filled with quiet happiness. "Let's see if we can find Nikos and Maria. We can get settled in our room, then have something to eat, and go house-hunting."
Startled by Remus' open displays of affection, Severus glanced around quickly, and relaxed when he ascertained that no one had seen or heard it. "Alright. Very good." Merlin -- nothing here was familiar. It was wondrous.
By the time they had been greeted--which involved Remus presenting their hosts with chocolate, since he'd done a bit of research on the customs of their new home--and were shown to their rooms, Remus was feeling considerably happier than he had been in weeks. He opened a set of shutters and looked out across the countryside. "Isn't it marvelous?" he remarked of nothing in particular. Valerian gave another miaow and patted his ear with a not-quite-velvetted paw. "Ouch," Remus said, and lifted the kitten to the floor. Then he leaned on the windowsill, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. They were free.
Severus, who had found the long greeting and the presenting of chocolate to be very odd indeed, wandered like a very misplaced ghost through their room. He scooped up Valerian once Remus had set him down, and pretended he didn't notice the kitten butting his chin with the top of its little head. "It's all so.. different." Severus expelled a deep, satisfied breath. The cat climbed out of his hands and onto his shoulder, immediately insinuating itself in his hair. Severus frowned and spent a few moments maneuvering Valerian back into his arms, then set the cat down and walked up behind Remus, leaning against his back.
Remus turned his head so he could nuzzle his face against Severus. "It is," he agreed. "I'm glad you're here with me."
"I wouldn't be here if not for you." Severus slid thin arms around him and hugged him tightly, glancing over Remus' shoulder and out the window.
"I love you," Remus said softly.
"I love you, too. More than anything."
Remus turned in Severus' arms and kissed him. "We're free," he whispered when he pulled away. He slid arms around Severus' neck and held him close.
Severus returned the kiss, leaning his forehead against Remus'. "Even down to the very moment before we arrived here, I daren't let myself think it was over. But it is, and you're right, we are free. Merlin, it's been so long since I knew what that felt like."
Remus grinned. "Well, what would you like to do first, now that you're free?" He had a few ideas, in case the question proved too difficult.
"I'd like to touch you without feeling as though I'm doing something illegal," Severus admitted, lowering his hands to brush over the front of Remus' shirt. "Even... even just a touch."
Smiling, Remus kissed him swiftly. "I am yours," was all he said, but he knew Severus would understand.
Severus smiled and kissed him again, pulling Remus' shirt out of his trousers and sliding his hands underneath. It had become his favorite place to touch Remus; that warm expanse of soft skin with a bit of curly hair that he liked to brush with his fingertips. That part of Remus that was most vulnerable; that the strange half-formed beast inside of him liked to lick. "I love you," he whispered again, closing his eyes, forehead still resting lightly against his lover's.
"You are mine and mine alone," Remus murmured, and kissed him. He looped his arms around Severus' waist, holding him loosely against him. "And I am only yours."
Severus returned the kiss and nodded; with a jolt, he realized it was true. He didn't have to share himself with anyone else besides Remus. Ever again. He kissed Remus again, more passionately this time.
Startled at first by Severus' enthusiasm, Remus nevertheless had no trouble returning it. He tightened his arms, kissing Severus back happily.
"Remus," Severus breathed, when the kiss finally ended. "Now I finally have everything that I desire."
Remus lifted one hand to cup Severus' cheek, ignoring the tears he felt stinging his eyes. He tried to speak, but there was simply nothing to say that expressed the overwhelming emotions inside him. Instead he pushed gently away from the window and glanced towards the bed.
Severus needed no other clues than that to tell what Remus was suggesting, and began pulling Remus gently in the direction of the bed, which he might've noticed was a tad overly cheerful, but that hardly mattered now, when all his thoughts consisted of Remus, naked, touching him.
Remus' fingers were already working at Severus' clothes when they reached the bed. He pressed kisses to Severus' jaw and throat, pleased when he could finally lower his head and kiss Severus' chest. He skimmed his fingers down his lover's lean stomach, letting his mouth wander across the pale skin.
Severus gasped, propping himself up on his arms, reclining on the bed. He arched against Remus’ mouth, eyes slitting, a completely alien feeling of joy resounding through him. “Oh yes, Remus, please.”
Something in Remus thrilled to those words, and he smiled against Severus' skin. "Love you," he murmured, and traced around one nipple with his tongue. He wrapped one arm around Severus, pressing open-mouthed kisses across his chest. "Severus."
Oh Merlin - Remus loved him. Sometimes, Severus didn't think it could be possible that Remus could love him, especially after all they'd been through. But Remus did, and his kisses were wonderful. "Love you too," he gasped, breathing labored, and shifted his weight so he could move one hand from the bed to Remus' hair.
Remus kissed his way back up to Severus' neck, where he sealed his lips over their Spot and sucked hard. He carefully kept his teeth away from the skin, but even so he didn't linger there long before pulling away and lifting his head to gaze heatedly at Severus. "God, I want you."
Severus gripped Remus' hair tightly as Remus sucked sharply at his neck, letting out a quiet guttural noise and letting his head fall back. When Remus stopped, he looked up again, gaze locked on Remus' intensely. "Yes - Merlin - anything you want."
Smiling, Remus straddled Severus' hips, pulling his shirt off and looking down at Severus, his eyes narrowing in amusement when he saw the flushed circle he had raised to the surface. He touched that spot with his fingers, then bent to capture his lover's mouth again. "Just you," he breathed into their kiss.
Severus groaned into the kiss as he returned it, bending his knees and laying back on his forearms again. "Me you can always have." Merlin -- he was so sodding fortunate to have this man in his life.
Remus kissed him again, enjoying the heated intimacy of it. "Always," he murmured. Merlin, they needed to get out of their clothes now. The feel of Severus' skin against his was driving him happily mad.
"Then why are you still dressed?" Severus asked, trying to inject humor into his voice but he was too breathless. He sunk back on the bed to free his arms so he could start removing his trousers, watching Remus hungrily.
With a faint grin, Remus undid his zip with a teasing slowness, keeping his eyes on Severus. Sliding his jeans down off his hips, he regretfully pulled away so he could finish taking them off, and then took advantage of the moment to help Severus off with his trousers as well. As soon as those hips were exposed, he licked slowly up one hipbone, giving Severus a mischievous look.
Oh Merlin. Perhaps Remus was right about jeans. They certainly looked good coming off, anyway. Severus stared unabashedly at Remus as he got undressed, then wriggled to help Remus help him out of his trousers. --And the tongue on his skin, on his hip made him groan. He whimpered Remus' name, and would've blushed if he hadn't already been flushed from arousal.
Remus caught his breath at the sound of Severus' voice and knew he couldn't wait any longer to touch Severus. He stroked one hand along Severus' thigh, parting them to circle his lover's entrance with gentle fingers. He continued licking at the pale skin beneath his mouth, wondering with disjointed wistfulness if it were possible for Severus to enjoy oral sex at all. He wanted so much to slide his tongue around him, to feel it inside his mouth... Remus let out a groan.
Severus shuddered with desire and want, letting his thighs fall open further for Remus and biting a knuckle to stopper the flow of desperate sounds from his mouth. Remus' tongue felt so good. It wasn't right that anyone should affect him like this. Not right at all. Though he wouldn't complain.
Remus' breathing was ragged as he tried to keep himself in check. Severus looked so deliciously wanton at this moment. Remus didn't think he had ever been as beautiful as this. Taking a deep breath, Remus trailed his tongue down into dangerous territory, lapping lightly at his lover's erection to judge his reaction.
Severus' hips jerked reflexively as he felt Remus' tongue there -- "Merlin," he whispered faintly, suddenly not knowing how to react as he realized that the idea wasn't so frightening as it had been. It was Remus, after all. But that might've been a random lick. He decided not to think on it unless it happened again.
All right, that didn't seem like an unhappy reaction. Remus wondered if he ought to ask Severus if he could do this--but that might make Severus think too much about it and refuse. Placing his hand lightly on Severus' hip, Remus gently kissed his skin, then licked a slow, deliberate swipe along the length of his lover's arousal.
Severus flinched and jerked backwards, guilt in his eyes as he rose onto his arms and looked down at Remus. "What are you doing?" He supposed it wasn't a question Remus wanted asked, but he couldn't help it; the intense pleasure startled him out of a lust-ridden daze.
Remus touched a finger gently to Severus' lips. "I am worshipping you, Severus," he said softly. "Will you let me?"
Severus' response was immediate and defensive. "Don't be stupid," he said, at once regretful and surprised. "Look, you don't have to," he went on, trying to soften his original insult, "I'd never ask."
Smiling regretfully at Severus, Remus shook his head. "Will you never understand this is something I want for you?" he asked, his voice warm. Nevertheless as he spoke, he moved up, hoping it would make his lover more comfortable. "Can you honestly think I'm not enjoying this--enjoying you?" He placed a kiss against Severus' jaw. "Merlin, Severus, I love the taste of you, I love the feel of you." He pressed his lips to his lover's ear. "I'm bloody hard just thinking about doing that for you," he whispered, and felt himself blushing even though it was true.
"I'm sorry." Severus wrapped arms around Remus until the trembling passed, wishing desperately that this hadn't happened; that he could have managed to get through their first shag in Greece as free men without doing anything to ruin it. "You're too nice to me," he whispered, not even aware he'd said it aloud until after the words were out.
"Shh." Remus held him close, stroking a hand along his arm. "Severus, I love you. If you don't like it, we won't ever--but I want you to know that I do enjoy it." He kissed his lover's temple gently. An uncomfortable thought was occurring to him, though. "And you needn't...do that for me, if you don't like to." He pulled away enough to look Severus in the eyes. "I want you to tell me, honestly, how you feel." His words were gentle, but firm.
'Honestly'? 'How he felt'? Oh Merlin. And Remus was giving him that Look... Severus' gaze skirted his lover's, but he answered after a brief stall. "Remus, it's not as though I've been doing something against my will."
Remus smiled. "That isn't what I asked," he said.
Severus sighed. "I wouldn't offer if I disliked it."
Nodding thoughtfully, Remus kissed him. "Then is it that I haven't earned your trust?" he asked softly. That made sense, considering the struggle he'd had for control. "I feel like you enjoy when I do that, but I need you to tell me." He wondered how far he should push this; Severus had already spoken more openly about sex than he usually did, and Remus really didn't want to ruin this experience entirely.
"No, please, it's not you," Severus pleaded quietly, "I do trust you, Remus. Implicitly." More than I should, a little voice said, but he squashed it. "I do like it, but... I don't know. I don't know how to explain it, myself."
Remus kissed him again, lingeringly, cradling his hand against Severus' cheek. "Don't be upset, Severus. We don't have to talk about it now." He smiled at him, brushing his fingers across his cheekbone. "I love you," he murmured. "I know you love me." He held Severus close, trying to convey security and love. "That's all that matters." And we have forever now.
"How is it that you exist?" Severus mused rhetorically (but fondly), kissing Remus again and letting out a slow breath. It would be alright.
"I know, I'm a freak of nature," Remus said humourously. "Aren't you lucky." He snickered and nuzzled Severus' neck affectionately.
"I am," Severus was quick to agree. "I can't believe how lucky I am." He turned his head and nipped at Remus' earlobe.
Remus rolled his eyes but didn't suppose there was anything to be gained by pointing out he'd been joking. "I feel lucky, too," he said, then gasped at Severus' teeth on his ear. "Oh! Yes, very lucky."
Severus snorted, as if they'd just shared a joke, and closed his lips over the lobe, sucking gently. His fingertips grazed Remus' chest at the same time, circling a nipple.
Remus' breathing hitched and his eyelids lowered. "Severus," he breathed, sliding his hand down to pull their hips together.
"Remus!" Severus gasped as their erections bumped. "Merlin." His hand skated down Remus' chest and lower, brushing his lover's arousal.
"Oh, yes," Remus murmured. He smiled and kissed Severus. "I love the way you touch me," he said, and kissed him again. He slid his hand down to cup his lover's arse.
Severus made a quiet, desperate noise, and had to agree. "Likewise," he breathed, "Oh Remus, your hands..." Aware that he probably sounded foolish, Severus caught Remus' lips for another kiss.
Happily, Remus slid his hand lower still so he could caress Severus' entrance again, kissing him deeply. He was grateful he hadn't spoiled this with his clumsy attempts; there was nothing he wouldn't do for Severus, and he hoped his lover understood. With a nonverbal spell, he prepared Severus and slid a finger inside him, just enough to be felt.
Severus returned that kiss hungrily, his passion increasing when he felt the charms doing their work and a finger slip inside. One hand continued to caress Remus' cock, while the other rested on Remus' neck, keeping him close as he kissed Remus for all he was worth.
Remus kissed Severus back, adding another finger and moving them slowly inside him, searching for that sweet spot to bring Severus pleasure. "My own," he gasped, and then kissed Severus again.
Severus tensed and almost lost the kiss entirely when Remus hit his prostate, letting out a soft cry. He wrapped his hand around Remus' erection and stroked him with a teasing gentleness as their kissing continued.
That was a pleasing response, and Remus pressed his fingers gently against Severus again, arching against the hand on his cock. “Oh Merlin, Severus,” he breathed, lowering his mouth to suck at his lover’s neck again.
Severus shut his eyes and arched against Remus, stilling his movements while the tremor that touch caused him passed through his body. It was such an intense feeling, one that had Ohgodyesmorehardermore running jumbled through his head, though he stayed silent. It was so -- teasing, so very good, but not enough to really get him anywhere. And Severus suddenly felt that he was quickly losing ability to think properly at all, in the quest to Get Somewhere. He let out a shaky breath, deliberately slow, arching his neck against the wonderful sensation from Remus' mouth.
Remus made a happy noise against Severus' skin, nuzzling his neck. It was so enjoyable to make him react like this, to draw pleasure out in him. Remus sucked for a moment more, then pulled away to kiss Severus hard. "I want to be inside you, Severus," he whispered in his ear. "I want to feel you around me and hold you close and make you come undone."
Groaning at those words, Severus bent his head to nip lightly at the skin of Remus' neck. He was thinking about Remus' previous comment about not liking to give pain, and figured that meant he shouldn't be quite so eager to chew on Remus' neck any longer. And it might help Remus not be tempted to bite him, in turn. Though it was very tempting. He licked at the spot gently but compulsively; not necessarily a sexual gesture at all.
Remus gasped and let out a whimper. He curled his fingers slightly inside Severus, casting the charms again as he slid them out. Then he lifted one of Severus' legs so he could rest between them. "I want you," he breathed, pressing the tip of his cock against him. "Want you now."
"Yes," Severus uttered, hands gripping Remus tightly as he lifted his leg and tried to push back onto Remus' erection. Merlin, but the buildup of desire and pleasure was frustrating, and he wanted Remus inside, now, though he managed to stop from interfering further.
"Yes," Remus groaned as he pushed inside. "Oh, good," he said, "Severus." He kept pushing until they were resting together and kissed Severus again. "You feel so good," he breathed.
"I am so glad," Severus began, slowly to place emphasis on his sincerity, "that you like it." He ground down against Remus though they were already as close as can be, relishing how well they fit together.
"Merlin, yes," Remus replied. "God, I love you!" He began to move then, because this was going to drive him mad if he didn't. He started out with long, slow strokes, but it wasn't long before he was moving faster. "We are free, Severus," he said happily.
Severus made a noise of agreement, wrapping his legs around his lover and arching against him, tensing against the rapidly-building pleasure coiling low in his gut. He opened his eyes and looked up at Remus, breath ragged as he panted, "God, Remus. Beautiful."
Remus took Severus' erection in hand, stroking in time with his thrusts. "Yes, so beautiful," he agreed, gazing down into his lover's eyes. He leaned forward and kissed him deeply. "So beautiful," he whispered again.
Severus gave up on speech after that, groaning or making little noises as the occasion called for. Any deeper thought was completely impossible, not that he particularly cared. All Severus cared for now was Remus' cock, burying itself deep inside him, dragging across his prostate. He cried out as it happened, then whimpered and begged for more before he knew he was speaking.
Between the well-aimed thrusts and the tongue on his neck - not to mention something about that grin - Severus was undone. With one final cry that was Remus' name, he tensed, squeezing inner muscles around Remus, and came hard over Remus' hand.
Oh, that was--and Severus was calling his name, and Remus was so close to the edge, and those muscles tightened around him-- Remus let out a deep groan of pleasure and hit his own climax, spending himself inside Severus. Breathing heavily, he draped himself over his lover's body, kissing him as he felt himself filling with a quiet happiness. "I can spend the rest of my life making love to you," he murmured, nuzzling Severus' neck.
Releasing his desperate hold on Remus, Severus let himself relax, arms twining around his lover's neck loosely. "You'd better."
Remus chuckled fondly and rested his head against Severus' shoulder. He knew they had a full day ahead of them, and it might take days or even weeks to find a place they both wanted to call home, but these were things to be anticipated, savoured, enjoyed. In the meantime, he wanted nothing more than to snuggle against Severus and drowse for a bit before lunch time.
Severus was of the same mind. He let his eyes fall shut, a smile on his lips.
"I love you, too." Severus moved a hand to ghost his fingertips along that arm.
"Forever," Remus whispered.
"Forever," Severus agreed.
innerslytherin wrote Remus, and thesnapelyone wrote Severus.WHO: Remus and Severus
WHEN: September, 1997
WHERE: England and Greece
WHAT: Breaking all ties
RATING: NC-17
Remus surveyed the room one final time and then looked at his lover. "Are we ready, then? I've reserved us a room at an inn near Heraklion. It's run by wizards, distant friends of my paternal grandmother, who are very Greek and not at all interested in the goings-on outside of their little village. Nikos ought to be able to find somewhere of our own." He smiled and wrapped an arm about Severus' waist.
"Very good," Severus agreed, "I'm more than ready." He felt a twinge of regret to be leaving his house so far behind, but it wasn't anything more than that; he hardly ever lived in it to begin with. It was all the things he would miss, though he could come back for them any time, and in fact had a lot of artifacts from the house shrunken and crammed in with the rest of his more practical belongings. At least he'd been able to save a lot of potions things, as well. Severus had never been so glad he'd kept extra supplies at home. "It sounds like you've done a good job planning all this."
"I didn't have to make arrangements for my death," Remus said lightly. "I had to do something to keep from growing bored." He smiled at Severus and kissed him. "Besides, I'm excited. We're going to find our home, Severus. To create a new life--together."
Severus smiled faintly at Remus. This was it. They would be gone now, forever, from everything they'd known. From the Order, from Dumbledore, from the Dark-- no, from Voldemort.
He knew that it was wrong that he not have a trace of remorse for fooling all those people. And the fact that he had none; that for once, he was taking what he wanted, making his own choices about his life, made his smile grow. "Yes. I'm ready."
Remus nodded. He'd already given Severus the Apparition coordinates, and they only had one satchel apiece--he'd already done the spells to send his belongings to a magical storage facility in Greece, until they found a house. "Well, then. I'll see you in Greece," he said, and went.
Severus nodded, watching Remus go silently. He took a deep breath, gazed around the barren house that still bore lingering traces of the Dark magic that had infested it for so long, and Disapparated with a crack.
The first difference was the temperature. In Scotland it had been crisp; Crete was hot. Remus grinned. Hot and dry. His bones liked this climate already. From his shoulder, Valerian gave a startled mew. "Yes, it's quite different, isn't it?" Remus agreed. They had Apparated to the front room of an inn. There was a settee and several chairs, all empty, and a desk, which was also unoccupied. The light was very bright. He glanced at Severus, wanting to see his lover's reaction.
The first thing Severus did upon arriving in Crete was wince. "Bloody hell." It was bright. Bright and warm. But the distinct difference in humidity was already a change for the better. He would either adjust or become nocturnal, but despite the brightness, he already decided it was a damn sight better than Scotland.
Remus grinned and stole a kiss. "Welcome to Crete, my love," he said, his voice filled with quiet happiness. "Let's see if we can find Nikos and Maria. We can get settled in our room, then have something to eat, and go house-hunting."
Startled by Remus' open displays of affection, Severus glanced around quickly, and relaxed when he ascertained that no one had seen or heard it. "Alright. Very good." Merlin -- nothing here was familiar. It was wondrous.
By the time they had been greeted--which involved Remus presenting their hosts with chocolate, since he'd done a bit of research on the customs of their new home--and were shown to their rooms, Remus was feeling considerably happier than he had been in weeks. He opened a set of shutters and looked out across the countryside. "Isn't it marvelous?" he remarked of nothing in particular. Valerian gave another miaow and patted his ear with a not-quite-velvetted paw. "Ouch," Remus said, and lifted the kitten to the floor. Then he leaned on the windowsill, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath. They were free.
Severus, who had found the long greeting and the presenting of chocolate to be very odd indeed, wandered like a very misplaced ghost through their room. He scooped up Valerian once Remus had set him down, and pretended he didn't notice the kitten butting his chin with the top of its little head. "It's all so.. different." Severus expelled a deep, satisfied breath. The cat climbed out of his hands and onto his shoulder, immediately insinuating itself in his hair. Severus frowned and spent a few moments maneuvering Valerian back into his arms, then set the cat down and walked up behind Remus, leaning against his back.
Remus turned his head so he could nuzzle his face against Severus. "It is," he agreed. "I'm glad you're here with me."
"I wouldn't be here if not for you." Severus slid thin arms around him and hugged him tightly, glancing over Remus' shoulder and out the window.
"I love you," Remus said softly.
"I love you, too. More than anything."
Remus turned in Severus' arms and kissed him. "We're free," he whispered when he pulled away. He slid arms around Severus' neck and held him close.
Severus returned the kiss, leaning his forehead against Remus'. "Even down to the very moment before we arrived here, I daren't let myself think it was over. But it is, and you're right, we are free. Merlin, it's been so long since I knew what that felt like."
Remus grinned. "Well, what would you like to do first, now that you're free?" He had a few ideas, in case the question proved too difficult.
"I'd like to touch you without feeling as though I'm doing something illegal," Severus admitted, lowering his hands to brush over the front of Remus' shirt. "Even... even just a touch."
Smiling, Remus kissed him swiftly. "I am yours," was all he said, but he knew Severus would understand.
Severus smiled and kissed him again, pulling Remus' shirt out of his trousers and sliding his hands underneath. It had become his favorite place to touch Remus; that warm expanse of soft skin with a bit of curly hair that he liked to brush with his fingertips. That part of Remus that was most vulnerable; that the strange half-formed beast inside of him liked to lick. "I love you," he whispered again, closing his eyes, forehead still resting lightly against his lover's.
"You are mine and mine alone," Remus murmured, and kissed him. He looped his arms around Severus' waist, holding him loosely against him. "And I am only yours."
Severus returned the kiss and nodded; with a jolt, he realized it was true. He didn't have to share himself with anyone else besides Remus. Ever again. He kissed Remus again, more passionately this time.
Startled at first by Severus' enthusiasm, Remus nevertheless had no trouble returning it. He tightened his arms, kissing Severus back happily.
"Remus," Severus breathed, when the kiss finally ended. "Now I finally have everything that I desire."
Remus lifted one hand to cup Severus' cheek, ignoring the tears he felt stinging his eyes. He tried to speak, but there was simply nothing to say that expressed the overwhelming emotions inside him. Instead he pushed gently away from the window and glanced towards the bed.
Severus needed no other clues than that to tell what Remus was suggesting, and began pulling Remus gently in the direction of the bed, which he might've noticed was a tad overly cheerful, but that hardly mattered now, when all his thoughts consisted of Remus, naked, touching him.
Remus' fingers were already working at Severus' clothes when they reached the bed. He pressed kisses to Severus' jaw and throat, pleased when he could finally lower his head and kiss Severus' chest. He skimmed his fingers down his lover's lean stomach, letting his mouth wander across the pale skin.
Severus gasped, propping himself up on his arms, reclining on the bed. He arched against Remus’ mouth, eyes slitting, a completely alien feeling of joy resounding through him. “Oh yes, Remus, please.”
Something in Remus thrilled to those words, and he smiled against Severus' skin. "Love you," he murmured, and traced around one nipple with his tongue. He wrapped one arm around Severus, pressing open-mouthed kisses across his chest. "Severus."
Oh Merlin - Remus loved him. Sometimes, Severus didn't think it could be possible that Remus could love him, especially after all they'd been through. But Remus did, and his kisses were wonderful. "Love you too," he gasped, breathing labored, and shifted his weight so he could move one hand from the bed to Remus' hair.
Remus kissed his way back up to Severus' neck, where he sealed his lips over their Spot and sucked hard. He carefully kept his teeth away from the skin, but even so he didn't linger there long before pulling away and lifting his head to gaze heatedly at Severus. "God, I want you."
Severus gripped Remus' hair tightly as Remus sucked sharply at his neck, letting out a quiet guttural noise and letting his head fall back. When Remus stopped, he looked up again, gaze locked on Remus' intensely. "Yes - Merlin - anything you want."
Smiling, Remus straddled Severus' hips, pulling his shirt off and looking down at Severus, his eyes narrowing in amusement when he saw the flushed circle he had raised to the surface. He touched that spot with his fingers, then bent to capture his lover's mouth again. "Just you," he breathed into their kiss.
Severus groaned into the kiss as he returned it, bending his knees and laying back on his forearms again. "Me you can always have." Merlin -- he was so sodding fortunate to have this man in his life.
Remus kissed him again, enjoying the heated intimacy of it. "Always," he murmured. Merlin, they needed to get out of their clothes now. The feel of Severus' skin against his was driving him happily mad.
"Then why are you still dressed?" Severus asked, trying to inject humor into his voice but he was too breathless. He sunk back on the bed to free his arms so he could start removing his trousers, watching Remus hungrily.
With a faint grin, Remus undid his zip with a teasing slowness, keeping his eyes on Severus. Sliding his jeans down off his hips, he regretfully pulled away so he could finish taking them off, and then took advantage of the moment to help Severus off with his trousers as well. As soon as those hips were exposed, he licked slowly up one hipbone, giving Severus a mischievous look.
Oh Merlin. Perhaps Remus was right about jeans. They certainly looked good coming off, anyway. Severus stared unabashedly at Remus as he got undressed, then wriggled to help Remus help him out of his trousers. --And the tongue on his skin, on his hip made him groan. He whimpered Remus' name, and would've blushed if he hadn't already been flushed from arousal.
Remus caught his breath at the sound of Severus' voice and knew he couldn't wait any longer to touch Severus. He stroked one hand along Severus' thigh, parting them to circle his lover's entrance with gentle fingers. He continued licking at the pale skin beneath his mouth, wondering with disjointed wistfulness if it were possible for Severus to enjoy oral sex at all. He wanted so much to slide his tongue around him, to feel it inside his mouth... Remus let out a groan.
Severus shuddered with desire and want, letting his thighs fall open further for Remus and biting a knuckle to stopper the flow of desperate sounds from his mouth. Remus' tongue felt so good. It wasn't right that anyone should affect him like this. Not right at all. Though he wouldn't complain.
Remus' breathing was ragged as he tried to keep himself in check. Severus looked so deliciously wanton at this moment. Remus didn't think he had ever been as beautiful as this. Taking a deep breath, Remus trailed his tongue down into dangerous territory, lapping lightly at his lover's erection to judge his reaction.
Severus' hips jerked reflexively as he felt Remus' tongue there -- "Merlin," he whispered faintly, suddenly not knowing how to react as he realized that the idea wasn't so frightening as it had been. It was Remus, after all. But that might've been a random lick. He decided not to think on it unless it happened again.
All right, that didn't seem like an unhappy reaction. Remus wondered if he ought to ask Severus if he could do this--but that might make Severus think too much about it and refuse. Placing his hand lightly on Severus' hip, Remus gently kissed his skin, then licked a slow, deliberate swipe along the length of his lover's arousal.
Severus flinched and jerked backwards, guilt in his eyes as he rose onto his arms and looked down at Remus. "What are you doing?" He supposed it wasn't a question Remus wanted asked, but he couldn't help it; the intense pleasure startled him out of a lust-ridden daze.
Remus touched a finger gently to Severus' lips. "I am worshipping you, Severus," he said softly. "Will you let me?"
Severus' response was immediate and defensive. "Don't be stupid," he said, at once regretful and surprised. "Look, you don't have to," he went on, trying to soften his original insult, "I'd never ask."
Smiling regretfully at Severus, Remus shook his head. "Will you never understand this is something I want for you?" he asked, his voice warm. Nevertheless as he spoke, he moved up, hoping it would make his lover more comfortable. "Can you honestly think I'm not enjoying this--enjoying you?" He placed a kiss against Severus' jaw. "Merlin, Severus, I love the taste of you, I love the feel of you." He pressed his lips to his lover's ear. "I'm bloody hard just thinking about doing that for you," he whispered, and felt himself blushing even though it was true.
"I'm sorry." Severus wrapped arms around Remus until the trembling passed, wishing desperately that this hadn't happened; that he could have managed to get through their first shag in Greece as free men without doing anything to ruin it. "You're too nice to me," he whispered, not even aware he'd said it aloud until after the words were out.
"Shh." Remus held him close, stroking a hand along his arm. "Severus, I love you. If you don't like it, we won't ever--but I want you to know that I do enjoy it." He kissed his lover's temple gently. An uncomfortable thought was occurring to him, though. "And you needn't...do that for me, if you don't like to." He pulled away enough to look Severus in the eyes. "I want you to tell me, honestly, how you feel." His words were gentle, but firm.
'Honestly'? 'How he felt'? Oh Merlin. And Remus was giving him that Look... Severus' gaze skirted his lover's, but he answered after a brief stall. "Remus, it's not as though I've been doing something against my will."
Remus smiled. "That isn't what I asked," he said.
Severus sighed. "I wouldn't offer if I disliked it."
Nodding thoughtfully, Remus kissed him. "Then is it that I haven't earned your trust?" he asked softly. That made sense, considering the struggle he'd had for control. "I feel like you enjoy when I do that, but I need you to tell me." He wondered how far he should push this; Severus had already spoken more openly about sex than he usually did, and Remus really didn't want to ruin this experience entirely.
"No, please, it's not you," Severus pleaded quietly, "I do trust you, Remus. Implicitly." More than I should, a little voice said, but he squashed it. "I do like it, but... I don't know. I don't know how to explain it, myself."
Remus kissed him again, lingeringly, cradling his hand against Severus' cheek. "Don't be upset, Severus. We don't have to talk about it now." He smiled at him, brushing his fingers across his cheekbone. "I love you," he murmured. "I know you love me." He held Severus close, trying to convey security and love. "That's all that matters." And we have forever now.
"How is it that you exist?" Severus mused rhetorically (but fondly), kissing Remus again and letting out a slow breath. It would be alright.
"I know, I'm a freak of nature," Remus said humourously. "Aren't you lucky." He snickered and nuzzled Severus' neck affectionately.
"I am," Severus was quick to agree. "I can't believe how lucky I am." He turned his head and nipped at Remus' earlobe.
Remus rolled his eyes but didn't suppose there was anything to be gained by pointing out he'd been joking. "I feel lucky, too," he said, then gasped at Severus' teeth on his ear. "Oh! Yes, very lucky."
Severus snorted, as if they'd just shared a joke, and closed his lips over the lobe, sucking gently. His fingertips grazed Remus' chest at the same time, circling a nipple.
Remus' breathing hitched and his eyelids lowered. "Severus," he breathed, sliding his hand down to pull their hips together.
"Remus!" Severus gasped as their erections bumped. "Merlin." His hand skated down Remus' chest and lower, brushing his lover's arousal.
"Oh, yes," Remus murmured. He smiled and kissed Severus. "I love the way you touch me," he said, and kissed him again. He slid his hand down to cup his lover's arse.
Severus made a quiet, desperate noise, and had to agree. "Likewise," he breathed, "Oh Remus, your hands..." Aware that he probably sounded foolish, Severus caught Remus' lips for another kiss.
Happily, Remus slid his hand lower still so he could caress Severus' entrance again, kissing him deeply. He was grateful he hadn't spoiled this with his clumsy attempts; there was nothing he wouldn't do for Severus, and he hoped his lover understood. With a nonverbal spell, he prepared Severus and slid a finger inside him, just enough to be felt.
Severus returned that kiss hungrily, his passion increasing when he felt the charms doing their work and a finger slip inside. One hand continued to caress Remus' cock, while the other rested on Remus' neck, keeping him close as he kissed Remus for all he was worth.
Remus kissed Severus back, adding another finger and moving them slowly inside him, searching for that sweet spot to bring Severus pleasure. "My own," he gasped, and then kissed Severus again.
Severus tensed and almost lost the kiss entirely when Remus hit his prostate, letting out a soft cry. He wrapped his hand around Remus' erection and stroked him with a teasing gentleness as their kissing continued.
That was a pleasing response, and Remus pressed his fingers gently against Severus again, arching against the hand on his cock. “Oh Merlin, Severus,” he breathed, lowering his mouth to suck at his lover’s neck again.
Severus shut his eyes and arched against Remus, stilling his movements while the tremor that touch caused him passed through his body. It was such an intense feeling, one that had Ohgodyesmorehardermore running jumbled through his head, though he stayed silent. It was so -- teasing, so very good, but not enough to really get him anywhere. And Severus suddenly felt that he was quickly losing ability to think properly at all, in the quest to Get Somewhere. He let out a shaky breath, deliberately slow, arching his neck against the wonderful sensation from Remus' mouth.
Remus made a happy noise against Severus' skin, nuzzling his neck. It was so enjoyable to make him react like this, to draw pleasure out in him. Remus sucked for a moment more, then pulled away to kiss Severus hard. "I want to be inside you, Severus," he whispered in his ear. "I want to feel you around me and hold you close and make you come undone."
Groaning at those words, Severus bent his head to nip lightly at the skin of Remus' neck. He was thinking about Remus' previous comment about not liking to give pain, and figured that meant he shouldn't be quite so eager to chew on Remus' neck any longer. And it might help Remus not be tempted to bite him, in turn. Though it was very tempting. He licked at the spot gently but compulsively; not necessarily a sexual gesture at all.
Remus gasped and let out a whimper. He curled his fingers slightly inside Severus, casting the charms again as he slid them out. Then he lifted one of Severus' legs so he could rest between them. "I want you," he breathed, pressing the tip of his cock against him. "Want you now."
"Yes," Severus uttered, hands gripping Remus tightly as he lifted his leg and tried to push back onto Remus' erection. Merlin, but the buildup of desire and pleasure was frustrating, and he wanted Remus inside, now, though he managed to stop from interfering further.
"Yes," Remus groaned as he pushed inside. "Oh, good," he said, "Severus." He kept pushing until they were resting together and kissed Severus again. "You feel so good," he breathed.
"I am so glad," Severus began, slowly to place emphasis on his sincerity, "that you like it." He ground down against Remus though they were already as close as can be, relishing how well they fit together.
"Merlin, yes," Remus replied. "God, I love you!" He began to move then, because this was going to drive him mad if he didn't. He started out with long, slow strokes, but it wasn't long before he was moving faster. "We are free, Severus," he said happily.
Severus made a noise of agreement, wrapping his legs around his lover and arching against him, tensing against the rapidly-building pleasure coiling low in his gut. He opened his eyes and looked up at Remus, breath ragged as he panted, "God, Remus. Beautiful."
Remus took Severus' erection in hand, stroking in time with his thrusts. "Yes, so beautiful," he agreed, gazing down into his lover's eyes. He leaned forward and kissed him deeply. "So beautiful," he whispered again.
Severus gave up on speech after that, groaning or making little noises as the occasion called for. Any deeper thought was completely impossible, not that he particularly cared. All Severus cared for now was Remus' cock, burying itself deep inside him, dragging across his prostate. He cried out as it happened, then whimpered and begged for more before he knew he was speaking.
Between the well-aimed thrusts and the tongue on his neck - not to mention something about that grin - Severus was undone. With one final cry that was Remus' name, he tensed, squeezing inner muscles around Remus, and came hard over Remus' hand.
Oh, that was--and Severus was calling his name, and Remus was so close to the edge, and those muscles tightened around him-- Remus let out a deep groan of pleasure and hit his own climax, spending himself inside Severus. Breathing heavily, he draped himself over his lover's body, kissing him as he felt himself filling with a quiet happiness. "I can spend the rest of my life making love to you," he murmured, nuzzling Severus' neck.
Releasing his desperate hold on Remus, Severus let himself relax, arms twining around his lover's neck loosely. "You'd better."
Remus chuckled fondly and rested his head against Severus' shoulder. He knew they had a full day ahead of them, and it might take days or even weeks to find a place they both wanted to call home, but these were things to be anticipated, savoured, enjoyed. In the meantime, he wanted nothing more than to snuggle against Severus and drowse for a bit before lunch time.
Severus was of the same mind. He let his eyes fall shut, a smile on his lips.
"I love you, too." Severus moved a hand to ghost his fingertips along that arm.
"Forever," Remus whispered.
"Forever," Severus agreed.
