Remus watched steadily as Snape advanced on him. He didn't quite know what the other man was up to. Maybe he just wanted to be closer, to inspect him, or something?
But then it was more than that: Snape's hand in his hair, his scent enveloping him. Then, lips. Warm, dry, insistent. Snape's hair falling over him, brushing his cheek, tickling.
Remus sat in a bit of shock for a moment before kissing back, a soft moan escaping him, because this couldn't really be happening, could it?
He'd left Kirill in his bed, feeling like complete crap, ready to deal with Snape and Harry, and now...He was sitting in Snape's office, being kissed by the other man when the best he'd really truly ever hoped for was less snark and more amicable interaction.
This was very amicable.
Very, very amicable.
Remus slid a hand into Snape's hair, smoothing it back with his fingers before moving his hand to rest on the back of Snape's neck, stroking lightly.
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Date: 2005-05-10 10:07 pm (UTC)But then it was more than that: Snape's hand in his hair, his scent enveloping him. Then, lips. Warm, dry, insistent. Snape's hair falling over him, brushing his cheek, tickling.
Remus sat in a bit of shock for a moment before kissing back, a soft moan escaping him, because this couldn't really be happening, could it?
He'd left Kirill in his bed, feeling like complete crap, ready to deal with Snape and Harry, and now...He was sitting in Snape's office, being kissed by the other man when the best he'd really truly ever hoped for was less snark and more amicable interaction.
This was very amicable.
Very, very amicable.
Remus slid a hand into Snape's hair, smoothing it back with his fingers before moving his hand to rest on the back of Snape's neck, stroking lightly.