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Occlumency Lesson (open to Remus Lupin and Harry Potter)

Snape was for once relaxing slightly before his mind would be taxed not only with the presence of Potter, but also the task of actually trying to teach the brat something.

He wondered if Lupin would arrive before or would meet the boy first and then they'd come here together. Not that he had anything particular to speak with him about. He simply wondered.

His night had been busy. Several herbs and roots were at their most potent strength on Beltane night and he had spent a couple of hours trekking through the Dark Forests to find them. Afterwards he had joined a small fire celebration in Hogsmeade, but had left before the people had turned too rowdy.

He had spent most of the day on storing his nightly acquisitions securely, prepared what he could for next week, hovered a bit over the Wolfsbane potion although it looked fine and had then finally removed a few memories from his mind and put them in the pensieve.

That Pensieve was now stored very securely in a locked cabinet in his bedroom. He might put a small bit of trust into Potter not repeating the mistake, but better safe than sorry.

Watching the flames dance lightly, Snape could only wait for Lupin and Potter.

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Remus could do nothing but moan and let himself be manipulated to Severus' liking. He wanted him, now, didn't want to wait. He shifted down against his lover's fingers, trying to get them to slide into him.

Groaning in frustration, he whimpered a little and moved his hands to Severus' shoulders, massaging his fingers against the other man's skin as he licked at his chest.

"Please, Severus...It's detention, teach me a lesson, show me who's in charge, punish me, whatever, just don't tease me, I need you," he growled softly, "need you, want you so much, have for so long..."

God, he just wanted Snape to do something, fingers, cock, whatever, but he craved it enough to plead with the other man.

Severus chuckled deep in his throat, Remus words amusing but also deeply arousing. But he didn't remove his lips from his lover's skin as he without preample pushed two fingers inside tight heat.

He had been right, and didn't hesitate with positioning himself after withdrawing the fingers again. With a low groan his pushed inside, slowly sliding into Remus and relishing every moment.

"Ten points to Gryffindor..." He murmured against Remus' neck. He was not beyond humour even in such situations, and especially not in this, the surreality and passion of it too inspiring to ignore.

Remus groaned at the fingers, then gasped as they were removed and Severus slid into him. He tightened his grip on Snape's shoulder and shifted a little so he could go deeper.

He chuckled breathlessly and muttered, "And fifty to Slytherin," baring his neck further as he hung on to Severus and clenched around him, groaning at the increased friction.

"Ohhhhh...Just like that," he mumbled softly.

Severus echoed the groan, the clenching around his cock taking his breath away for a few moments. He licked over the moist skin of Remus' neck, then nipped at it sharply as he started moving.

There was no rush and his strokes into Remus were almost languid, but deep and hard. Severus' fingers dug his lover's hips, holding the man against him as the thrusts threatened to move him up on the desk. He reminded himself to award further points to Gryffindor, more deserved than ever before, but for now he could only focus on this. On fucking Remus thoroughly like they both wanted it, craved it.

"Gods..." He moaned against Remus' neck as the pleasure coursing through him, then he sucked hard on the skin, breathing heavily through his nose.

Remus moved his hand to cover Severus' on his hip. He twined their fingers together and clasped his hand, wanting to hold onto it as the other man fucked him.

It was slow, deep, and fantastic.

"Yes, god, yes, Severus..."

Remus arched up on the desk, smiling faintly as he gasped and moaned, the sensations running through him. He moved his free hand to Severus' hair, running his fingers slowly through it, savoring the texture as he inhaled deeply, wanting to breathe his lover's scent even as his body was taking in his lover's cock.

The hand tightly clasping his, the fingers in his hair... they intensified the sensations, somehow, even if that seemed impossible. But they did and Severus moaned loudly with every deep thrust, as he moved his mouth up over Remus' throat and jaw to kiss him deeply, taste his lover's sounds of pleasure as he fucked him.

Slowly, deeply, wonderfully, the friction hot inside Remus and between their bodies, the sensuality almost overwhelming. The almost feral coupling before this had been extremely pleasurable, but this was better, so much better that it was becoming increasingly hard to keep the slow pace.

Severus kissed Remus hungrily as his moves sped up slightly, his moans turning deeper as more sensations sent thrills through his body.

Remus moaned into the kiss, trying to hold it even though his instinct was to go limp and just groan and gasp as Severus moved over him.

It was so good, so amazingly satisfying. He'd some here thinking he'd have a trying hour with Harry and Snape snarking at each other, but he'd ended up with...

Something he'd never really expected would happen at all.

But he's so glad it was. It was as if the last piece of the puzzle was falling into place.

"Severus," he moaned against his lover's mouth. "Oh, god, Severus..."

Severus realised he could very easily lose himself in this, in Remus. And he wasn't quite sure he didn't want that ... freedom, if only for these short moments. The freedom on not thinking about anything other than pleasure and Remus' taste.

Are you sure it will only be for these short moments? Are you sure you're not losing yourself further? Are you sure you don't want to. The thought of allowing himself to feel, and let those feelings take their course, was daunting. And tempting.

And it was drowning in the moment and the sensations running through his body, bringing him closer and closer. He let go of Remus' hip, their clasped hands keeping his lover in place, and curled his fingers around the hard cock between them. Once more his pace increased, matching the urgent strokes along Remus' hard length, unable to hold back much longer. His moans turned into shuddery hoarse groans when it became too much, the pleasure and the kisses and Remus' body hot beneath him and around him. As he came, his thrusts became slightly erratic, but didn't stop.

Remus arched back, his hand tightening in Severus' hair as his lover slammed into him. His other hand held fast to Snape's, holding on for dear life, it seemed.

Oh, god...God, it's everything I wanted, and more, and more...

Remus had never imagined he could have this with Severus, but here it was. And Severus...Wanted him. Wasn't cold at all, not now. Now he was hot, scalding, because of Remus.

He smiled at the thought and cried out as he felt Severus came, his cock pulsing inside of him. And the moans, of god, those noises, so deep and utterly erotic.

Remus held on for a few moments longer, Severus still thrusting into him. Hi breath was sharp and fast, eyes closed as he just swam in it.

Biting his lip, Remus came, gasping for breath, head swimming from the force of it, body going limp under his lover, moaning softly as he almost feels as if he were going to pass out.

Severus groaned as he felt Remus come, clenching around his sensitized cock, sending sparks of more pleasure through him.

He stilled, his breaths almost syncronous with Remus and equally laboured. His body felt spent, exhausted and ... good, wonderful even as he let himself rest lightly on Remus. He panted against his lover's neck, a small satisfied smile on his lips as he simply enjoyed.

That this was Remus Lupin didn't seem to be a problem at all at the moment, he realised. He didn't figure it would be a problem later, either. It was strange how things could shift, old patterns sliding into new configuration and still feeling ... familiar. Better.

And right now he could let go. Remus knew him, knew who he was, knew what he was, more importantly, and still wanted him. There was no point in facades and pretences, he could simply relax. A feeling he had longed for and now had. So simple and so close, right under his nose for so long, he cursed himself for not realising before.

Now was the right time, wasn't it?

He licked Remus' neck, tasted him, then lifted his head slightly to look at his lover's face.

"Beautiful." The low word slipped out of his mind and into his mouth without notice. But it was true.

Remus smiled back at Severus, running his fingers through his damp hair.

"I agree. You are."

His smile turned a little playful.

"I never thought I'd be able to tell you that, but...There it is."

And he wants to tell him. Often. As often as Snape will let him. He really hopes this isn't a one time thing. He has to find out.

"Severus, I...Can I...See you? Again? Like this? Please?"

Severus made a small 'hmph' noise, not really having energy for more. He could argue the point, but Lupin had always been obstinate and he didn't think that had changed within the last hour or so.

The hand in his hair felt good and he looked into Remus' eyes, the golden hue almost mesmerising in this light.

This was something Remus wanted. There was no doubt in his voice, in his question. Severus wanted it too, wanted it more than he had wanted anything for a long while. And it continued to amaze him.

"I would hope so..." the usually so deeply ingrained irony was completely missing at the moment. He was serious. His fingertips traced soft warm skin, a faint sheen of sweat covering it. Oh yes, he wants this again, wants Remus again... and more.

Remus let out a breath he hadn't even known he'd been holding.

He'd hoped for a while now to get a crack at Snape, to get him into bed. But he'd thought that all it was. Until today, he'd dismissed it as lust, but his earlier revelation had changed all that.

Now, he wanted to make sure that he would see Severus again, and as more than civil bantering colleagues.

And Severus seemed to be in agreement.

Remus smiled, beaming, happy.

"Brilliant."

He closed his eyes a little, Severus' fingers making his sking tingle.

"Kiss me again, Severus. Before I have to go."

And he did have to go. He'd left Kirill in his flat. With Charlie, even. He knew they'd not trash the place, but it was rude to leave a guest alone in your own home for any real length of time.

Resisting that smile proves to be quite futile. He's not seen the man smile in that manner before. Not at him at least. He smiled. An unfamiliar tug at the corners of his mouth.

But it was replaced with much more pleasurable sensations as he kissed Remus again, deeply and slowly. He was reluctant to let Remus go, he realised. But he should. He really should. It wasn't happening though.

Holy Fuck, the man can kiss...

Remus ran his hands through Severus' hair as the kiss lingered. He doesn't want to let go, doesn't want to leave, but he really has to.

Finally, he breaks it and mutters, "I wish I didn't have to go. But I really do."

Even so, he resumes the kiss for a few more moments before pushing Snape away and sitting up.

"We've made a bit of a mess, here..."

Severus straightens up, still standing between Remus' legs, hands sliding down to rest on the man's thighs.

"Indeed." his thumb traces a small smudge on Remus' skin just at the juncture of thigh and hip.

Oh yes, they've created a mess on many levels, stirring not only ink in the process, but also personal boundaries ... and interests.

He continues with a light smirk, "Nothing a Scourgify can't take care of." The ink, that is. The other things he'd rather not have removed or altered. He doesn't regret this and he's not going to.

"Yes," Remus replied, then looked up at Snape with a blush.

"I guess it's a good thing Harry didn't show up, after all."

Slightly amused by the thought of the level of shock Potter would have suffered by inadvertently witnessing this, Severus chuckled.

Even if the little brat most certainly would have run bawling to the Headmaster at once, it would almost be worth it just to see his reaction.

"I should say so." He commented drily, a small smile on his lips. Finally breaking the very nice contact between their bodies as he moved away, hands sliding down and off Remus' thighs, Severus acciod his wand. Almost reluctantly he cast a Scourgify on Remus and then on himself, removing the ink and other stains.

"Thanks." Remus stood and kissed Snape quickly, then called his clothes to him and started to dress. He couldn't help stealing glances at Severus, though.

"You have a wonderful body. Can't believe you choose to hide it under all that black cloth."

Severus buttoned his trousers while looking at Remus. He didn't have very high thoughts about his own body, but Remus apparently liked it a great deal so who was he to argue?

"It wouldn't have been such a delightful surprise then would it?" One of his eyebrows arched faintly.

Remus laughed and slipped his shirt on, then his robe.

"Well, that's certainly true. Although, I have to say that it's even better than I've been fantasizing about all this time."

A light smirk came over Severus' lips "Fantasising? You should tell me of that some time..." Sadly, there seemed not to be time for that today. Severus put on his shirt and buttoned it.

"I'll be sure to do that."

Remus smiled almost shyly and moved to embrace Severus.

"I'll...See you soon, then?"

Severus looked up in Remus' eyes, the smirk shifting into a light smile as his own arms slid around Remus. This was still an alien situation for him but the notion of seeing Remus again ... felt good. Sure, also for the sex, but here was a man he could enjoy spending time with; speak ... freely with. Or as freely as he would ever be able to. And he found he wanted that very much.

"Yes. My doors will always be open for you, whenever you should wish to come here." He would have to adjust the wards, but that was a minor thing.

Are you allowing him to be in your rooms without you present? Looking into Remus eyes, he could see no reason why not. Remus knew who he was and what he was. There was nothing to hide.

"And I know where you live after all." the smirk returned to his lips.

Remus felt almost giddy.

He'd never expected that he could have this kind of contact with Severus.

The sex had seemed a long shot. But affectionate kissing and hugging? Had been even longer.

Yet, here it is. And Severus doesn't seem to be forcing it.

"I'll take you up on it. And you can come see me anytime, as well. I know you're very busy. I'll try not to bother you overmuch. But I will definitely be dropping by."

Remus kissed Severus again, then forced himself to turn and walk away.

"I'll be in touch. Take care of yourself, Severus."

Occlumency Lesson (open to Remus Lupin and Harry Potter)

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