Remus chuckles low and tightens his fingers in Snape's hair.
"It wouldn't prove anything. I'm just trying to manipulate you. But I'm honest about it."
God, the way Severus sounds, the look in his eyes...Remus groans and shifts a little as he feels himself responding to the thought and the environment.
"I would...straddle you on the bed, and kiss my way down your body, teasing and biting. Your cock would be thoroughly sucked after I mutter a prep spell, so I can slip my fingers into you and drive you crazy. Once you really, really want it, I'd lift your hips up and thrust my cock into you, growling and stroking you off while I fuck you slowly, slowly for a while, until I can't help it. I'd speed up and lean down to kiss you, biting you and scratching you, making you feel everything, everything."
Remus is totally turned on now, just describing it.
"I'd sit back up and watch, fucking you even harder until you can't take it anymore, you'd arch back and come hard, screaming my name, if you're coherent enough to do so."
He moves his hand down to Severus' cock, smiling a little to find it definitely interested. He takes it in hand and starts stroking gently.
"Just seeing that would make me come, too, you're so hot, your voice, the way you look, your hair fanned out behind you."
Remus leans in and licks Severus' chest, sucking on a nipple for a few moments.
"But I wouldn't want to stop. I'd stay hard, and I'd fuck you through it, and keep fucking you until your cock stirs again, licking the come from your chest and kissing you feverishly as I rock into you, until it builds and builds and builds some more, until finally we'd both gasp and cry out against each other, almost blacking out because it's just so fucking hot, so fucking good that no one, no one, could withstand it without swooning a little. And when it's all over, I'd lie on you and kiss you gently, and tell you how much I love and adore you, and how I can't believe I'm lucky enough to be with you at all, that sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not just dreaming it, because it's perfect, perfect."
Remus smiles against Severus' neck and kisses his skin lightly, still very gently stroking him.
He looks up, his eyes glowing softly, his voice low and rough with desire.
"Does that sound like something you'd be interested in, Severus?"
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"It wouldn't prove anything. I'm just trying to manipulate you. But I'm honest about it."
God, the way Severus sounds, the look in his eyes...Remus groans and shifts a little as he feels himself responding to the thought and the environment.
"I would...straddle you on the bed, and kiss my way down your body, teasing and biting. Your cock would be thoroughly sucked after I mutter a prep spell, so I can slip my fingers into you and drive you crazy. Once you really, really want it, I'd lift your hips up and thrust my cock into you, growling and stroking you off while I fuck you slowly, slowly for a while, until I can't help it. I'd speed up and lean down to kiss you, biting you and scratching you, making you feel everything, everything."
Remus is totally turned on now, just describing it.
"I'd sit back up and watch, fucking you even harder until you can't take it anymore, you'd arch back and come hard, screaming my name, if you're coherent enough to do so."
He moves his hand down to Severus' cock, smiling a little to find it definitely interested. He takes it in hand and starts stroking gently.
"Just seeing that would make me come, too, you're so hot, your voice, the way you look, your hair fanned out behind you."
Remus leans in and licks Severus' chest, sucking on a nipple for a few moments.
"But I wouldn't want to stop. I'd stay hard, and I'd fuck you through it, and keep fucking you until your cock stirs again, licking the come from your chest and kissing you feverishly as I rock into you, until it builds and builds and builds some more, until finally we'd both gasp and cry out against each other, almost blacking out because it's just so fucking hot, so fucking good that no one, no one, could withstand it without swooning a little. And when it's all over, I'd lie on you and kiss you gently, and tell you how much I love and adore you, and how I can't believe I'm lucky enough to be with you at all, that sometimes I have to pinch myself to make sure I'm not just dreaming it, because it's perfect, perfect."
Remus smiles against Severus' neck and kisses his skin lightly, still very gently stroking him.
He looks up, his eyes glowing softly, his voice low and rough with desire.
"Does that sound like something you'd be interested in, Severus?"