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The Intentions of Others	By : BunnyBopper Category: Harry Potter > Slash - Male/Male > Snape/Remus Views: 3142 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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After the students returned and their affair showed no signs of stopping Severus made sure to lay out some strict ground rules. Rule 1: He and Remus were to act professional AT ALL TIMES. That meant Remus wasn’t to make eyes at him over breakfast or drag in into unused classrooms for a quick groping. Rule 2: absolutely no fornication on school grounds EVER AGAIN. They had been lucky so far but it was only a matter of time, and anyway, it was beyond inappropriate. Rule 3: They would say NOTHING to NO-ONE. Severus didn’t need any rumours going round he was involved with someone. The thought of anyone knowing he was with another man and that man was Remus Lupin of all people was too much to bear at the moment.
Severus lasted exactly 8 days, 10 hours and 47 minutes before he broke rule 1.
It had happened during the thirty minute window he had between teaching 3^rd year Slytherin-Gryffindors (his worst class for obvious reasons) and 1^st year Ravenclaw-Hufflepuffs. He’d had to go to his stores to replenish his stock of snake fangs after Longbottom had added sixteen instead of the instructed six to his Wideeye potion. He claimed Malfoy had defaced his textbook but, well, there was no proof of that and Severus saw no need to investigate further. Especially as he had managed to put out the fire in the boy’s hair in time before it reached his scalp.
Severus had just finished gathering the replacements as well as a few extra valerian sprigs and mistletoe berries he was running low on. He paused briefly before leaving to sigh and reflect on just how tired he was. He’d been getting very little sleep since the day Remus had jumped his bones just under two weeks ago. Severus hadn’t been getting off to sleep until the early hours, his mind constantly working to make sense of the other man’s feelings as well as his own.
But his mind wasn’t the only thing preventing his sleep. Since their first night together Severus had experienced a sexual awakening unlike anything he’d allowed himself to have in his youth. Since his self-induced Remus embargo he had been touching himself with a fervency he’d never known before. He’d repeatedly bring himself to the edge before stopping to prolong the feeling that it was Remus who was touching him. That he could feel his mouth, his hands, his skin against him. That he could run his fingers through his hair before roughly grabbing a handful, pulling his head back and…
He was thankful when the spell of his fantasy was broken by a knock on the supply cupboard door. He was less thankful when the person on the other side was Remus himself.
‘Severus! What a lucky surprise to find you already here!’ Remus said brightly, looking not in the least bit surprised.
‘Lupin. What exactly can I do for you?’ he responds as curtly as possible but is unable to prevent a hint of wariness from slipping into his voice. The side of Remus’ mouth curved upwards in the briefest of smirks that said Severus knew exactly what he could do for him.
‘Embarrassingly I’ve run out of algae to feed my grindylow. I could go out to the lake to get some but I have a class to teach in five minutes. He gets very disruptive when he’s hungry you see. So I was wondering if you had any in your stores? I’ll replace it of course.’
Severus gave him a look that said he was unconvinced but relented.
‘Yes. Fine. Just allow me to…’
‘Actually could you direct me to it? He’s rather fussy and I’ll be able to pick out what he would like.’
He eyed the man again, this time with a mixture of irritation and mistrustful wariness, before stepping back to allow him to enter. Remus slipped past through the doorway, turning his body to face him but ensuring no part of them touched. Severus closed the door in fear someone would see them in a small space together before realising what a bloody stupid thing that was to do.
‘Amazing assortment you have in here.’ Remus said looking around the room dimly lit with a few enchanted candles. Severus refused to take him on.
‘Just what exactly are you playing at Remus?’ He said in an outraged whisper.
‘I don’t know what you mean.’ The man responded innocently. ‘I told you my-’
‘If you mention your ridiculous grindylow one more time I swear I’ll…’
But Severus never got to tell Remus what he would do as words failed him when he was suddenly so very close, and looking breath-taking in the candlelight, and leaning in towards him…and…Severus was pulling him in for a rough kiss before he knew it. All the times he’d relived the experience over the past week couldn’t compare to how perfect the man’s mouth felt against his. He opened his mouth and Remus responded in kind allowing the kiss to deepen.
Severus moved his hands down Remus’ shoulders to take hold of both his wrists, intending to pull them up above his head before he slammed Remus into the opposite shelf. Before he could, however, the feeling of something unpleasantly moist and slimy in the man’s right hand caused him to pause. Remus smiled as he held up a particularly disgusting handful of blanket weed. Severus realised he had been standing right in front of it when Remus had leaned in to reach past him.
‘Severus! What about your rules?’ Remus asked with mock incredulity.
‘You…you vile-you knew exactly what you were doing!’
‘I would never disrespect your boundaries like that Severus.’
He stormed out leaving the insufferable incubus to drip pond water all over his floor and abandoned his much needed ingredients. If a bright Ravenclaw or eager Hufflepuff’s education suffered it was on Remus.
***

Severus was still seething after class when he visited the staff room for a much needed coffee. The other teachers there seemed to sense it was not an occasion for pleasantries and thankfully gave him a wide berth. He sat down in his preferred chair and reached for a copy of today’s Daily Prophet. As he did he felt his stomach drop at the sound of Sinistra announcing her presence by laughing loudly as something Remus had said (that probably wasn’t that funny) as they both entered the room. Seriously when was he going to put the woman out of her misery? Women are wonderful but I’m afraid seeing them naked does very little for me, Remus had told him on one of their nights together when Severus had quizzed him on his sexuality and experiences. He couldn’t quite bring himself to ask about the men before him but, after Remus went on to blow more than just Severus’ mind, he guessed he had a fair number of notches on his bedpost.
Though he supposed Remus didn’t really have a choice but to speak with her, Severus reflected as the two of them sat down on the sofa directly across from him, as every time he tried to engage Severus in public conversation he was met with blunt, one-word answers. He buried his face in his paper as Remus raised a hopeful hand in greeting towards him, Sinistra seemed content to pretend he wasn’t there. Severus found himself unable to focus on any of the articles as he couldn’t help listening to their inane chatter and Sinistra’s shameless flirting. He was becoming more irritated by the minute when suddenly an idea hit him. Technically it wasn’t breaking any rules. He went over the conversation he and Remus had late one night as they lay in bed.
***
‘I felt it you know. That day in your classroom…when you looked inside my memories.’ Remus had said into the darkness. The haze of afterglow Severus was under was snatched away by fear. He chose his words carefully.
‘Remus I...I apologise. I didn’t-Sometimes I can’t control it. Not often, not any more, but sometimes when things are…intense…it just happens.’
‘I’m not angry. I don’t have anything to hide...not now anyway. I just-’
‘I swear to you I’ll never do it again. Well, not intentionally at least.’
There was a pause.
‘Hmm, I wouldn’t go so far as to say you should never do it again…’ Remus said as he turned to face him. Severus couldn’t see his playful smirk in the darkness but he could feel it.
‘What are you talking about?’
‘It could be interesting…in certain situations…’
‘Are you telling me you have a legilimens kink? Is that what this has all been about?’ Severus asked sarcastically as he climbed on top of the man.
‘I just said it could be interesting!’ Remus protested as Severus began to trace his lips against his but deny any full contact.
‘Well I’ll keep that in mind.’ He said after finally allowing Remus to kiss him.
‘Did you just make a pun?’
‘Definitely not.’
***
The other teachers had deemed it safe to sit near Severus now they had Lupin as a backup. As Severus sat there eyeing the conversation over his paper he began to think that perhaps this was a situation where it would be interesting. Remus was currently responding to a question from Professor Vector about what new dark creature he was planning to bring into his class as a visual aid.
‘Well we’re due to cover kappas next but I’m having a bit of trouble acquiring one. Not as easy as a boggart to come across in the castle!’ He says to a ripple of laughter.
Any guilt he was feeling about what he was about to do evaporated when he was reminded about the boggart incident. He speaks up.
‘I would have thought your class would have advanced further by now, Lupin.’ Remus looks at him surprised yet apparently pleased to be spoken to even if Severus is being critical. That eye contact is all Severus needs. He’s out of practice of putting thoughts into the minds of others but he can recall the basics. He’d start small.
‘Well I try t-’ Remus stumbled over his response as he was hit with a mental image of the two of them tangled up in each other, panting and moaning. ‘…to work at the pace my class needs.’
‘I see…how accommodating. But are you certain you’ll be able to cover everything?’ All Remus had to do to stop this was to break eye contact but he held it fast. He’d have to up his game.
‘I’m sure we’ll-’ Remus cleverly disguised his sharp intake of breath as a sudden cough as Severus shared with him a memory of the night before last. The moment when he was frantically breathing Remus’ name, seconds before he came all over himself. ‘…I’m sure we’ll cover all that and more. They already have an excellent grasp of the basics, not to mention practical skills.’ He continued somehow managing to keep his polite smile in place. Merlin, the man was good. The other teachers were quiet now, perhaps in anticipation of an argument.
‘How nice that you have such confidence in their abilities.’
He risked sharing the fantasy he’d been having all week. The one where Remus was under him and begging to be fucked just as he thrust into him. They hadn’t done that yet, hadn’t even talked about it since that first awkward encounter, but Severus knew he wanted it now and was sure the other man did too.
Remus breaks eye contact then. After a beat he looks back and somehow manages to convey with the briefest of looks that although he was very much into this, it was becoming too much and things were getting a little…dangerous.
‘I’m always grateful for the advice of other teachers though Severus. Especially those as experienced as yourself. Perhaps we could get together sometime and I could run some things past you?’
Dammit. He couldn’t exactly say no without losing face. Severus Snape is happy to criticise your teaching but can’t offer you anything constructive when it comes down to it.
‘Certainly Lupin. Feel free to visit me in my quarters anytime.’
How had the man managed to win this? Severus swiftly finished his coffee and began to make his exit. As he was leaving he heard Sinistra’s voice.
‘Don’t let him get to you.’ She said reassuringly.
‘I’m afraid that’s proving quite impossible.’ Remus replied.
***
As soon as he’d left the staff room Severus had gone straight to his quarters and right into his shower in an attempt to dampen some of his arousal. He discovered this didn’t work after he’d tried and failed to restrain himself. The problem was he couldn’t get Remus out of his mind. Well, he probably could if he tried. He was an expert in closing it off after all. Which meant the problem really was that he didn’t want to.
What had the man done to him? Severus thought after he’d come hard, his head pressed against the tiles and water running into his open mouth which was trying to regain control of his breathing. This wasn’t him. He was becoming certain this wasn’t even normal.
Later that evening, Severus tried to distract himself from the unpleasant mixture of guilt, anxiety and elation he was feeling. He began by tackling the steadily growing pile of essays he’d been neglecting. This proved rather effective as he was able to direct all his frustration at the sheer stupidity of most of his students. Honestly, how many times had he told his fourth years the exact properties of the Girding potion? What did he have to do to get it through their thick- His thoughts were interrupted by a quiet knock on the door. It can’t be Remus. Surely even he wouldn’t be so brazen as to come tonight?
Of course it was Remus, he thinks as he opens the door. The man hadn’t exactly been one to play hard-to-get so far.
‘Severus! I thought I would take you up on your offer tonight if it’s not inconvenient?’
Severus was just about to tell Remus what he could do with his ‘offer’ when he looked down at the sound of a small meow. Mrs Norris was standing between them and had begun wrapping herself around Remus’ legs. Severus was briefly surprised that a cat would show such affection for a werewolf before he realised that wherever Mrs Norris was, Filtch was sure to follow. Sure enough the caretaker soon shuffled around the corridor carrying his lantern.
He couldn’t risk making a scene then. Though he and Argus has always been on good terms he was much bitterer and certainly more twisted than Severus ever could be. He had no doubt the man would go running to Dumbledore with glee if he had even the slightest suspicion that something untoward was going on.
‘Professors!’ He called out as he saw them before advancing. ‘I’ve had to increase my patrols of the castle in the evenings. The students have been getting up to more and more nasty business.’
‘What sort of business?’ Remus enquired. Filtch gave him a look of outrage to see he had picked up Mrs Norris who was purring happily in his arms. He wouldn’t dare say anything to someone who outranked him though.
‘Oh all sorts these days. Did you know I caught Bullstrode and Greengrass with their tongues down each other’s throats a few nights ago? Those girls are in your house aren’t they?’ He said turning to Severus and knowing full well this was the case.
‘Yes, you brought that to my attention.’ Severus responded curtly. He hadn’t actually managed to summon up the hypocrisy to take any house points from the young women but he’d given them a talk about appropriate behaviour and discretion which was excruciating for all three of them. Filtch’s eyes had lit up and his leer was even more pronounced under his lamplight.
‘Yes, it’s not just boys and girls we’ve got to separate any more. They get up to all sorts these days. Nasty business.’ He repeated. ‘Well, I shan’t keep you any longer professors. Unless you wish to assist me?’
‘I’m afraid we can’t tonight Argus.’ Remus said as he handed the cat, who was growling her disapproval, over to him. ‘Severus and I have some business we need to attend to ourselves.’
Filtch narrowed his eyes at this but simply responded ‘Very well professors. Goodnight.’ before pressing on with his task. Severus looked at the smirking Remus as if daring him to say something. When he didn’t he simply gave a frustrated sigh before turning to let him in. As soon as the door was closed Remus pounced.
Severus found himself thrown back against the door. Remus’ open mouth was on his kissing him fiercely. He contemplated pushing the man away but, Severus reasoned, he’d already broken the first rule today so there seemed no reason not to carry on now. Remus was grinding his hips into him and Severus could already feel his arousal.
‘Still wound up from earlier, are we?’ Severus taunted, eyebrows raised and eyes narrowed. A smirk playing on his lips.
‘I just love what an arrogant prick you can be sometimes.’ Remus growled back as he led him over to his sofa, narrowly avoiding the coffee table, before pulling them both down onto it with Severus on top.
‘Never expected that to be your type…’ He said, still smirking, as he leaned in to kiss Remus again. The man attempted to unfasten his robes but Severus held his hand fast.
‘You’re my type,’ Remus panted heavily as he pulled their hips together again instead. ‘You always have been.’
Severus lost some of his composure then. He found he was unable to stop himself from grinding back against him. Even though they were both fully clothed it still felt incredible. Remus’ hands were on his ass moving him rhythmically and murmuring words of encouragement. As there was limited skin available, Severus put the rest of his energy into kissing the man’s face and running his lips and tongue against the stubble that had formed there over the day.
They should stop. But Severus was pretty sure they were both at the point of no return already. And did this even count as fornication anyway? He readjusted Remus so he cock was pressing against the man’s ass now. This seemed to send him into frenzy.
‘Oh God, I want you to fuck me so badly.’ He breathed as he writhed under him. Severus was glad he’d brought himself off earlier as he was pretty sure that would have made him come then and there otherwise. To hell with the rules. He began removing Remus’ trousers, struggling slightly due to the angle. The man just looked at him with a gasp of surprise.
‘Well, help me get these off then for Merlin’s sake!’ He snapped in frustration. Remus quickly obliged as Severus took down his own. He paused. He’d never done this before but he knew there was some prep involved. Just then Remus muttered the summoning charm and the jar of lubrication hidden in Severus’ bedside drawer, that had seen more use this week than in the past year, flew into his hand.
‘How did you know I had that?’
‘Saw it in the memory you showed me earlier…’ Remus responded distractedly as he busied himself opening it, Severus flushed as he remembered how he’d gone as far as to share that with him, ‘…which, by the way, was probably the most erotic experience of my life.’ He continued as he coated Severus’ cock spending more time there than necessary. ‘Just how often have you done that while thinking about me?’
‘Lately so often I think I might be going insane.’ Severus admitted while struggling to keep his voice even. If Remus kept this up much longer he wouldn’t last long enough to fuck him.
‘And here I thought you were losing interest in me.’ Remus smiled as he mercifully stopped.
‘What?! No! It’s just-’
‘Yes, yes I know. “Professional boundaries”.’ Remus said rolling his eyes. ‘Now use your fingers first.’
Severus obeyed. He was getting rather good at following instructions, he realised. He also realised he wasn’t half as nervous as he thought he would be as he ran a slick finger over Remus’ tight opening. Just that was making him writhe. The man moaned his pleasure as Severus gently inserted one digit, then two. He let them be still for a moment to allow Remus to adjust before he began to move them.
He’d done his research. With a slight up and inward motion, and plenty of lubrication, he worked Remus to create what he hoped was a slow build of pleasure. It seemed to be working judging by his groans of approval. When Remus began moving against his fingers Severus used his free hand to slowly pump the man’s cock causing him to cry out while gripping the edge of the sofa.
‘Fuck, how are you so good at this?’ he panted before saying, ‘Wait! Wait. Stop, I’m-I need you to do it now.’
Severus didn’t need to be asked twice. He withdrew his hands before using them to adjust Remus by the thighs to better align himself. Both men let out a deep groan as Severus eased into him. He didn’t move yet. He was slightly worried he might hurt Remus.
‘Oh god, if you don’t bloody move soon I’m the one whose going to go insane!’
Apparently he didn’t need to worry about that as Remus let out another cry, which definitely wasn’t one associated with pain, as he began to move inside him. It was slow and slight at first. Severus had been so focused on Remus that he hadn’t been paying much attention to his own pleasure. It hit him with a wave of intensity as he felt the hot tightness of being inside him. Their eyes met as Severus moved slowly but slight deeper. The man looked divine spread out under him. His pupils were blown and his skin flushed against his scars as Remus began to thrust his hips in time with his own. Severus ran his hand over the contracted muscles of Remus’ stomach in appreciation. The look and feel of his hard cock between them was driving him so wild that words were escaping his lips.
‘Uhh, God, Remus you’re incredible.’
The hitch in Remus’ breath reminded Severus he wasn’t particularly vocal during sex. He usually was so inwardly focused on what he was feeling and studying Remus for his reactions to actually communicate verbally. Remus pulls them together to kiss fiercely before wrapping his legs tightly around his waist. The new angle causes Severus to push deeper into him resulting in further moans of pleasure from them both.
‘Is-is this OK?’ Severus asked as he continued to thrust. Remus appeared to be having difficulty responding in full sentences.
‘Fuck...yes...perfect...God...please...’ He panted out between delirious moans.
Severus propped himself up by one arm to allow himself access to Remus’ cock with his other hand. Remus was moaning louder than ever now and thrusting his head back against the sofa’s velvet. As they moved faster and harder Severus felt his orgasm building. He slowed to try and contain it but Remus was all encouragement.
‘Fuck yes, Severus. Do it. Now.’
He really was getting good at following instructions. He came inside Remus with a few final spasmodic thrusts. It hit him like nothing he’d felt before and phrases like “earth-shattering” and “mind blowing” were starting to make sense to him. Soon after Remus was coming into his hand, jerking wildly.
And thus rule number 2 was broken 8 days, 17 hours and 12 minutes later. Severus always did set unrealistic goals for himself.
***

It was several days later and Severus was standing in front of the gargoyle that allowed access to Headmaster Dumbledore’s office after having just received a summoning. He had not paused out of fear. No, he had already transcended from a state of extreme stress to one of passive acceptance of his fate. Instead he was frantically assessing his current financial situation and wondering how long he could remain unemployed until he found someone willing to take on a disgraced teacher, former deatheater and current homosexual. He and Albus were friends but even he couldn’t be so forgiving as to look past this. Severus was just about the say the password when the gargoyle moved by itself to reveal Albus at the top of the staircase.
‘What are you standing there for Severus? Please come up!’ His tone seemed friendly for now but the wizard had been known to lull people into a false sense of security before.
Severus ascended the stairs to find the butterflies had returned. Not flapping their wings inside him but positively trying to gnaw their way out from the inside. He took some time to survey the familiar office for a final time. Fawkes was sleeping on his perch and the golden contraptions were whizzing away as usual. Severus looked up to see the faces of the previous Headmasters and Mistresses of Hogwarts staring down at him in judgement.
‘Please take a seat my friend. And don’t look so alarmed!’ Albus gestured to the armchair in front of his desk that he had returned to sit behind. Severus sat. He didn’t respond as he was unsure if he could his mouth was so dry. There were a few more torturous moments as Albus finished scrawling away at whatever document he was working on. His letter of dismissal probably. Finally he looked up.
‘I’ve been meaning to speak with you for several days now, Severus. The other teachers tell me you’ve been acting more distant than usual and I’ve also found you to be...distracted and rather...twitchy.’
‘Albus, I assure you I’m perfectly fine.’
‘Severus. Griffindor house has 287 house points presently.’
‘...and that’s relevant because?’
‘Because they had 287 four days ago. Which means you haven’t removed any in that time.’
‘Ah.’
‘So I’m asking you to tell me what’s troubling you.’ Albus was looking at him with concern but there was something else there also. Doubt? Mistrust? He must think that Severus was involved with something dangerous. That he was falling back into his old ways. He found himself becoming defensive.
‘It’s nothing! It’s not what you think-I...OK fine.’ The man’s penetrating look said he wasn’t letting this go. ‘You’ll get it out of me eventually. I...I’ve met someone.’
‘Really? My that is wonderful news!’ Albus’ face had melted into a look of pure joy. Severus simply eyed him back with a deadpan expression. ‘And do I already have the pleasure of knowing this fortunate woman?’
Severus hesitates. His heart is hammering in his chest and he feels the cold sensation of fight or flight at the back of his neck. But bizarrely he finds he needs to tell someone. If he doesn’t his mind will implode. And who better than Albus to make sense of the situation?
‘Not a woman. A man.’
Severus can’t meet his gaze. He doesn’t know what he’ll see on the man’s face looking back at him. Discomfort? Shock? Outrage? Disgust? But when he finally looks up he sees none of these things. Albus’ eyes were perhaps a little wider in mild surprise but they still gleamed with glee and his happy beam was even wider than before.
‘Excellent! When can I meet him?’
‘What?! Never!’
‘I’m getting the sense that this is all very new to you, Severus.’ Albus says in a tone Severus finds only slightly patronising.
‘Obviously.’
‘Well, in my experience it can certainly come with it’s own challenges. But they are all worth it when you find someone you love.’ He said whimsically.
‘I never said anything about love!’ Severus responded, his voice becoming shrill. ‘Wait, in your experience? Is everybody bloody bent around here?!’
Albus chuckles before reaching over to pat Severus on the shoulder. He gives him one of his knowing smiles. A smile that says he has a lot to learn.
‘Don’t worry Severus! You have my full support and as much discretion as you need. Feel free to confide in my anytime. All I ask is an invitation to the wedding!’
This man was completely unbelievable, Severus thought as he got up to leave. It was only after he’d gone several steps along the corridor after leaving his office that he realised his whole body felt lighter. He didn’t even care that he’d just broken rule 3.
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