Severus Snape (
spinnersending) wrote2010-08-11 05:05 pm
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Just Causes
"Just Causes"
Who: Severus Snape & Remus Lupin
When: 6th Year
Chapter One: Here
Chapter Two: Here
Tomorrow night, this place would be filled with a beast tearing at itself until his friends could arrive to keep it calm and keep it company. Tonight, there was a beast of a different sort in the room, one unnamed but just as fearful. Swallowing, it was all that Severus could do to clean up as bit before Remus's mouth was on him again.
He laughed. Laughed. Mostly this was directed at himself for being so pathetically stupid. All this time he could have been with Remus and instead, they had left each other feeling miserable over misunderstandings.
Severus was quiet. Where they were going to do, he wasn't quite sure but he wanted to find out!
Who: Severus Snape & Remus Lupin
When: 6th Year
Chapter One: Here
Chapter Two: Here
Tomorrow night, this place would be filled with a beast tearing at itself until his friends could arrive to keep it calm and keep it company. Tonight, there was a beast of a different sort in the room, one unnamed but just as fearful. Swallowing, it was all that Severus could do to clean up as bit before Remus's mouth was on him again.
He laughed. Laughed. Mostly this was directed at himself for being so pathetically stupid. All this time he could have been with Remus and instead, they had left each other feeling miserable over misunderstandings.
Severus was quiet. Where they were going to do, he wasn't quite sure but he wanted to find out!
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Parting was impossible but necessary and Severus did it was a quiet sigh, teeth gritted and heart pounding awkwardly in his chest. He couldn't sleep once he cleaned himself up and pulled the curtains, burying his head against the pillow instead to pretend it was Remus.
"And. Where. Were. You?" Padfoot had been asleep on the bottom of Remus's bed and stepped back into his human form as he grinned at Remus. "No...I know. You got lucky!"
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Remus stifled a yawn as he pulled off his clothes and put on a comfortable pair of trousers. He saw Sirius on his bed and clenched his jaw, remembering the scars on Severus' chest. "I've been busy." Remus whispered, not wanting to wake up the others.
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Sirius hooked an arm around Remus as he ruffled his hair even as downstairs, Severus imagined just being near him. The wolf was under his skin now. He wanted more touching. Badly.
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He didn't want to be touched. Or the fact was that he really, really wanted to be touched and Sirius was not Severus. Which sort of made him cringe. When did that happen? When did Remus not want Sirius to touch him? He supposed that wasn't truly the case. It was hard to resist any sort of touching at the moment.
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The latter was the case at the moment.
"You were with someone... About time, Moony. You're sixteen years old, for Merlin's sake. Soon it's just gonna be me and Wormtail left. Together. Ugh, awful though.
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"I swear to you, Pads, I'm still a virgin. Nothing happened." He lied, but not totally. They hadn't gone that far that night. And even thinking about it, he shifted slightly away from Sirius.
But he could feel the ache rising in him again. Sirius really needed to stop touching him. It was getting incredibly hard to resist and his breathing was already staggered. He placed his hands in his lap, concentrating on something else. Why did it have to be Sirius that was up?
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Sirius climbed into bed with Remus. This was usual. The dog was highly protective of 'the pack leader' when it was so close to transformation time. Generally it was just the dog at the bottom of the bed, not the drop dead gorgeous Londoner spread out shirtless against his sheets, though.
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Why was this happening? Why did he want this to happen? He only hoped Sirius didn't mind how hard he was.
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"Says who? It's not like you can pass it on with a shag, right? Been proven, hasn't it, no matter the weird camp propoganda. You wouldn't hurt anyone. Just gotta find someone to trust."
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"It's not like that, no." Remus thought about Snape, knowing that the other boy didn't give out trust easily. And laying in bed with Sirius probably didn't help much. Being a Marauder didn't help.
He swallowed hard and looked up at Sirius again, feeling torn between the two. And he didn't even have Sirius. Old feelings died hard.
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Girls weren't interested anymore. He'd fancied too many, shagged too many. He was sixteen years old and already on the black list (no pun intended) of the entire school. Sirius hadn't even managed a date in months let alone gotten a snog or a good wank at the hands of a lovely lady.
He was frustrated. Deep down, his self esteem had taken quite the blow.
Sirius's fingers touched Remus's cheek.
"There's always me."
It was Remus's darkest fantasy, surely, come true.
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It felt like his skin was on fire. If he was serious, did he dare? He'd wanted this for so long and the beast was itching for something more. It was appeased by the night's previous actions, but not now. Not with Sirius' proximity.
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A lot of it.
Hands moved over Remus, so very, very sure of themselves. There was no fumbling, like there had been with Severus. Sirius took control. It hardly matter if he was just the perpetual beta dog, taking orders from Prongs or following Remus around when James wasn't there.
Needless to say, he stripped Remus in record time while downstairs, Severus resigned himself to a good wank in liu of having Remus with him.
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When his clothes were off, he laid back again. Remus bit his lip looking over at Sirius. What was he doing? Even as he found his lips touching the other boy's, it was like his body wasn't listening.
He wondered if Severus was asleep, yet. And the thought burned inside his head.
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It wasn't going to be a simple handjob. That much was obvious the moment Sirius flipped him over.
He was not romantic. Charming? Sure. Passionate? Oh, definitely. But romantic? Not Sirius Black. He wasted very little time getting what he wanted, peppering ample kisses as he conjured what he needed for a shag.
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All that was left of Sirius was his clothing and the taste of his mouth of Remus's.
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He threw his pants back on, mentally kicking himself before he threw himself against the bed and clutched his pillow. It actually didn't take long for him to fall asleep despite the ache he felt that penetrated deep beneath his bones.
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