Just Causes

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"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!

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Remus was merely doing what he thought would feel good. He knew there was something about the neck, the vulnerability of it, the soft way the skin branched down to the chest, how light the skin was. Remus kissed from the point where the jawline meets the ear to his collar.

Clothes. Why were there clothes? Remus was about to start quite literally ripping them off when he managed to stop himself. He picked his head up and looked into his eyes. "I'm not exactly sure what I'm doing, just to let you know. So if you're uncomfortable or whatever, that's okay. Just tell me and I'll stop. I've not really done this... any of this before." He said, willingly admitting this. But he thought that it would be the responsible thing to do. Or something.

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"Two o' us then," Severus admitted. He'd been much too busy doing research of other varieties to bother with anything more than a wank here or there to calm down.

Severus's lips pressed once more to the werewolf's. As Lupin's friends were affected by the oncoming moon because of proximity and emotions towards him, so was Severus. Of course, they were in very, very different ways.

He gave Remus's jumper a tug over his head and gripped him once more by the tie to tug him in for a kiss.

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Remus was pulled in closer, and he kissed Severus back with a new vigor. It was nice to know they were both treading new ground. He didn't have to worry if he was doing things the right or wrong way. He could just do and if Severus didn't like it, then there were other things to try. He wasn't sure exactly what. He'd heart James and Sirius talk about things they've done with girls, but like Snape, Remus always researched other things.

Remus also liked the way Snape stayed in control, the way he tugged on him. Remus' own hands untucked Snape's shirt, trying to explore what was underneath - wanting that skin on skin contact just as bad as he did.

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Clothing fell to the floor as they shuffled. Ties, robes, jumpers...shirts were a little hard to follow when neither boy seemed to comfortable with how they looked beneath their clothing. Severus huffed lightly as he gripped Remus's hands, focusing on the thickness of his fingers compared to his own before he looked up into lusty, gold flecked eyes.

As pale as he was, scars were exceedingly visible on his body. Cigarette burns, lacerations from broken glass -- he wasn't sure what Lupin would say.

He hardly needed pity. He might die if he got any. "Nox," he murmured, and only in the dark did he pull off his shirt.

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He was nervous to take his own shirt off, knowing how many scars there were underneath. What he wasn't expecting was the amount on Severus'. Remus looked down, a finger tracing over a scar long scabbed over. His eyes shifted to show concern. It was almost disbelief, but not pity. No, he didn't pity him. Remus just couldn't believe someone could do that. But Severus didn't need to explain. After all, what Sirius had done to him was nearly just as bad.

He might not have known what it was like to get those scars, but it was like a matching set, the two of them. Though he was grateful for Severus turning the light off, he knew his own scars were visible. And these were deep, cutting into the flesh. He still had a nice black and blue mark from Severus lashing out at him.

But that was all the past. All the scars and damage were in the past. Right now they had each other. Remus slipped his arms around Severus and pulled him close again. He felt his chest on the others and planted his mouth back on Severus', mostly to conceal the fact that Remus' breath hitched in his throat at their touch.

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The moonlight, a sliver from being full, was right over the largest window. Lights out or not, Severus could see the shades of scars verses flesh. His fingers touched a huge gash along Remus's navel and he actually started to laugh when his lips were free again.

They had matching scars. That large one, when they were pressed belly to belly, matched up on his own body. It was strangely beautiful.

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Remus looked down at the scar near his stomach, confused for a second why he was laughing. And that's when he saw the scar near Snape's navel. He smiled and kissed him softly. "I guess we're a lot a like. I've... I've been a werewolf since I was six." He didn't know why he just stated that, but he felt so much open.

A hand ran down the length of his arm and he squeezed Severus' hand.

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"Six?" How strange to have a conversation about this right now. Severus sat on the edge of the bed, which didn't smell all that great, but it wasn't dusty or about to crack under them either. He reached up to pull Remus with him, laying side by side, facing each other. "What happened?"

Ah, curiosity killed the Slytherin. Of course, Severus busied himself getting to know all of Remus's scars intimately with his fingertips while they chatted.

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Remus put a hand on Severus' hip. "Fenrir Greyback. My dad pissed him off when I was little. He separated me from my parents by luring me out of the house as a child. And bit me." Remus said, looking down at the pillow.

He didn't know why he was telling it now either. Remus scooted into him closer. It might have just been the realization that he wasn't alone. Though different they were the same.

Remus leaned into him again and kissed him softly. His arm reached around his back to press him close, longing to feel Severus against him.

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Severus nudged Remus over and laid down on top of him. It lined them up better that way and Severus had to admit to really rather enjoying the sudden friction of it. It this was all that happened tonight, he'd be all right with it.

They were getting to know each other. Finally. After so much longing. Severus pressed his palm to Remus's, fingers lacing. He never stopped to consider that Remus really could have been innocent in all of this. That he never asked to be who he was.

"At least he didn't kill you," Severus said, almost grumbling. "He's...bad news."

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He let out a small gasp when Severus laid on top of him. Remus never imagined he'd be this close with someone ever. He never thought someone would want him that close to them. Remus arched his back to press his chest into Snape's.

"No, Greyback was out for revenge. Killing me would have made it easy. My dad thinks he's going to come back for me when I'm of age." Remus said quietly.

Remus held onto his hand and nuzzled his cheek against Severus. He didn't like talking about this, but it was good to get it off his chest. So to speak.

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"He can't if you're here," Severus said. "Hogwarts is safe." He knew that the moment he saw the train five years ago...even if Sirius and James had made his stay here sometimes rather miserable. It was worth it, anything was worth it, to get away from his parents.

Severus wasn't good at pep talks. He didn't know how to even tell Remus how he felt on most occasions. It was the essence of most of their fights even. Perhaps it was better just to stay silent, match up their scars...

Was it safe to stay here tonight? Probably not. Sirius would track Remus down before too long, just as he always seemed to do.

"You've your mates and Dumbledore. They won't let anything happen to you."

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Remus just leaned into him as he spoke. Even if he wasn't the best at giving pep talks, the fact that he was listening and there with him at all made all the difference. He relaxed a bit and his free hand rubbed his back slightly.

"It's just another reminder that I don't have much of a future outside of here." He said, pressing his body against Snape's again.

He leaned up and kissed his neck again. Remus didn't want to think about leaving. He just wanted to lay there, content with lying under Severus, bare chested and rubbing against one another.

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Severus turned gentle kisses into kisses that would take Remus's breath away. The reasoning was simple, well past the 'pleasurable' aspect of what they were doing. He was coming down hard on himself. Severus was already having those sorts of thoughts as well, but why ruin a perfectly good and understandably brief moment with depression?

Biting into Remus's lower lip -- careful not to draw blood -- Severus was hoping to pull a yelp out of him...and perhaps a bit more of that handsy pawing. They had tonight. Tomorrow Remus would be with his friends. And the following day he'd be in the Infirmary.

"Lupin," Severus said, grousing as he pulled back. "Doesn't matter. A year and a half away for us..." A lot could happen then.

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Remus ran a hand through his hair as Severus intensified the kiss. A low whimper resounded in his throat. What he was doing to Remus was clearly getting a reaction in not only his nether regions, but the way he was now pressing himself against Severus. His hands clutched at the other boy.

He continued to lean into him, wanting more than anything to have him like this for as long as possible. He let a moan escape his lips as they continued to explore Severus. Dear Merlin, this was perfection was.

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There was something more to be done here. Severus could even name what it was, and how he wanted it to feel, though in all honesty, he was rather afraid to do more. Knowing the logistics and being able to continue them were separate things indeed.

Luckily, the way that Remus squirmed against him, the way his touched his skin and murmured quietly against his lips made Severus bold enough to place his hand over Remus, to squeeze the mirrored ache that they both hand.

Severus's cheeks flushed in the darkness.

Yesterday he hated Lupin. And now he wanted to be closer to him than anyone else.

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He let out another audible gasp as Severus touched him. "Severus..." He whispered.

Remus pressed his hips against the other boy. If he was meant to release that ache, it was only growing. Remus sought out Severus' mouth more fervently. His tongue, his lips, his whole mouth. Remus was entirely captivated.

He wasn't sure how far this was going to go, but he could feel himself losing control over any thought processes. He wanted to feel Severus. "But... but... something about the Marauders and-- Merlin, what is he doing with his hand?" He thought to himself.

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A fairly good question. Feeding off of Lupin's needs and hormonal urges as much as his own, Severus moved more boldly than he thought possible. Remus was kissing his breathless and he had to pull back before he drowned in sensation.

His hand was not very skilled in this sort of activity, but he could give himself a good wank on occasion so it ought to not be too difficult to do the same for Remus.

Maybe it would calm him? Calm them both?

Pulling open Remus's trousers, belt and fly left open, Severus swallowed and palmed the hard, incredibly hot cock in his cool palm.

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Nearly sitting up at that, Remus half bucked into his hand. By now he was quite stiff, blood rushing straight to the spot. He fell back into the bed and kissed Severus breathlessly. His chest rose and fell sharply, his breathing had increased rappidly.

Regardless of the fact Snape had never done this to another male, he was so sensative. With his hormones raging, it didn't matter what he did. He could feel everything heightening. And if what Severus had read about werewolves was true, he could feed off the lust, need, and pleasure that radiated purely from his body.

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Face splotching with effort, Severus pressed himself into Remus's hip. There was almost no pressure, no friction against himself, but it hardly seemed to matter. The scent wafting from Remus's skin was driving him wild as it had been slowly since he first smelled it the day after Remus's last cycle.

He'd been captivated by it then, his heart and mind stolen by it. Without any realization of what had been happening, he'd fallen into Remus's patterns, soaked up the moonlight that blossomed from his skin, and was bound to him.

The staring. The desire. The furtive kissing half a month before, and now, fingers wrapped tightly around him, Severus wanted nothing more. Luckily, skill was not as important as speed and pressure and Severus compensated as best he could for their rolling about together.

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Moaning, Remus could feel the pattern. Evrrytime Severus put a bit of pressure on him, he'd grind his hips against him. He was close. Remus didn't yet have the stamina and he hadn't yet learned how to control himself under the pheromones of the effect the full moon.

"Severus, I am-- I'm..." the words were lost to a gutteral moan. He was close. He could feel everything in him rising to a boiling point. A few more strokes and he was done for.

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Severus shuddered himself, hardly thinking it to be too odd of having a shared experience like this even when his pants were on and the friction of grinding against Remus's hip hadn't been intense enough to warrant his own orgasm.

Heart pounding right out of his chest, the Slytherin ignored the mess that had bubbled over his hand and the one residing in his pants as he pulled back and blinked down at Remus.

The werewolf had the strangest look to him and Severus's eyebrows knitted up on his forehead. He knew he'd done adequately, but that look was almost too brilliant to disturb. He wiped his hand on the sheet and pressed his face to Remus's throat.

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He'd collapsed back into the bed when it was over. Remus couldn't move. His whole body had turned into pudding and would outright revolt should Remus even try. All he could feel was his heart still racing.

The sixteen year old had never experienced anything like that. Sure, a few wank sessions that were pretty good, but nothing that was ever that intense or pure before. He leaned his face against Severus' throat trying to regain his senses, not that it was really working.

The smile on his face was like none other. But then he realized that it would be rather selfish of him if he were the only one to finish, clearly not knowing the intensity of his own emotions and how well Severus absorbed them. "D-did you?" He whispered, not wanting to ruin the tranquility of the moment.

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It was a bit embarrassing to admit, but magic had funny ways of expelling itself and Severus was well aware of that. He didn't smile, not because he was upset, or angry, or confused, just because he was tired. All of this was so very draining in best way imaginable. He'd hardly complain about it.

"Mmm, yes," he managed to vocalize, arm across Remus's shoulders and legs laced with his. He could sleep here, just like this.

Even if it was impossibly dangerous.

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