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Whiskey	By : KohakuShadow Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 6766 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: Obviously, I neither own Harry Potter or any of its characters, or am making any money off of writing slashy fanfiction for it. If I did, I'd have gotten it right the first time, now wouldn't I?

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Chapter 3: The Waiting

Over the next three and a half
weeks, Remus would visit after curfew every night. Severus would
cast a spell on the door to keep anyone outside from hearing them, no
matter how loud they got--which, for the record, was pretty loud--and
they'd undress recklessly, kissing every inch if skin they could get
at before shagging half the night away.

One would think the experience
would dull with time, but the only thing that changed was that Remus
had become so accustomed to being claimed that he required only
minimal preparation. In fact, it seemed to Severus that Lupin would
become testy if he spent unnecessary time on it. Remus seemed to
prefer getting onto the actual sex as quickly as possible.

Today,
Severus lay awake listening to the werewolf breathe beside him.
Lupin's head had fallen softly against his shoulder. He knew he
should be sleeping. He had classes to teach tomorrow and he was
working on about half his normal allotment of sleep as it was,
(thanks to having more interesting things to do at night now) but he
couldn't help but think of the subtle changes. The first week, they
would shag madly and repeatedly, then get dressed almost immediately
afterwards. Remus would kiss him hungrily, and leave right away.
But somehow, half way through the second week he'd noticed that Remus
would linger a while after they were obviously done. He'd just lay
in the bed next to Severus staring at the ceiling with the most
contented expression on his face as he recuperated. At first it was
only a quarter of an hour or so, but by the beginning of the third
week Severus found the amount of time was gradually growing longer
and they'd started talking--having acutal conversations.
First it had been Remus making small talk, but by the third day of
this, Snape found himself starting the conversation because some
inexplicable part of him wanted Remus to linger.

Yesterday, He'd woken up to find
Remus still just as naked and asleep as he'd been the previous night.
He instinctively knew that he would find Remus beside him again this
morning. The werewolf slept soundly, barely moving but to breathe.
He needed to think this through. If he didn't draw a line and let
Remus get into the habit of sleeping with him after the sex, wouldn't
that almost be like they were in an actual relationship? Was that
really okay?

"Nngh. What are you thinking
about so hard?"

Severus startled as the other man
lifted his head blearily and rubbed his eyes. His shoulders tensed.
"How long have you been awake?"

"Long enough to notice you
haven't fallen asleep yet," Remus answered, managing to blink
himself more or less awake and prop his head on his hands. "Knut
for your thoughts?"

Severus smirked slightly, "My
thoughts are worth at least a sickle," he quipped, and then
Remus was kissing him again. He started to melt into it, but then
remembered what he'd been thinking about and gently pushed Remus
away. "What game are you playing at here, Lupin?"

"Sorry?"
Remus asked, not sure what had come over the potions master. 'Has
he figured me out? Does he know how much I've grown to care for
him?'

"This...staying the night
thing," Snape answered. He couldn't put his thoughts more
accurately into words than that without letting on that he might,
possibly, have actual romantic feelings brewing in the pit of his
stomach. He didn't want to admit they were there, but he could feel
them festering.

"Okay, you've got me,"
Remus said, coming up with a cover story more quickly then he thought
possible. "It's wishful thinking. See, if heard that sex first
thing in the morning is absolutely incredible, and I'm rather
curious."

"Lupin," Snape warned
testily, and Remus knew instantly that idea of distracting Severus
with more sex was out of the question. "Be serious."

"I don't want to be serious,"
Remus sulked.

"Tell me the real reason."

"You don't want the real
reason," Remus answered, sitting up reluctantly. He knew this
atmosphere. It meant it was time for him to leave while there was
still a chance to keep what imitation of a relationship they had.
"Where are my pants?"

But Severus surprised them both by
grabbing Remus's wrist and pulling him back to the bed. "Don't
be a pain," he said. "What am I to you?"

"Severus." He said the
man's name as if he was begging him not to ask.

"You're not..." Snape
said as if he'd never been more confused. "Are you in love with
me?"

"...a little," Remus
answered guiltily. "Does it matter?"

"Of course it matters!"
Snape declared. No one had ever admitted to loving him before, and
until this very moment he was sure there was no room in his heart for
anyone but Lily. Now he wasn't so sure. He couldn't get his mind
around it at this hour.

"So. What if it does?"
Remus asked.

"...I don't know,"
Severus admitted. "But I think at the very least it means
you've earned the right to stay the night. Lay back down so I can get
some sleep."

"Severus..." Remus said
the name again, heartened by the fact he wasn't being kicked out.

"Sleep," Severus said
grumpily, flopping back against the pillows. "I need to be up
in two and a half hours. I can't think about this right now."

Remus smiled and laid back down
against the mattress, burrowing into the pillow. He thought it would
be nice to cuddle with the dark-haired man, but didn't dare push his
luck. "Sweet dreams, Sev."

"Yes well, one can only
hope," Severus answered, not even noticing the nickname that had
rolled from the werewolf's tongue. Was there something more than
lust between them? Well, yes, that much had been obvious from the
start, but what it was he honestly had no idea. Not yet, but he
would figure it out, and quickly. He swore to himself as he let his
eyes drift closed that he would give Remus a definitive answer, and
that he wouldn't make him wait too long. He knew what that was like,
after all--the waiting.
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