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March 1983

�And the stars fell
out of the sky,

and my tears rolled into the ocean.

Now I'm looking for a reason why

you even set my world into motion.

'Cause if you're not really here

then the stars don't even matter�� Black and Gold�.

�I love London when the sun
shines,� Remus tilted his head back to the blue sky and smiled.

�Still the
same old stinking dump to me,� Severus commented dryly, not looking up from the
paper.

�You�re a
miserable sod today, aren�t you?� was Remus� reply.

They were
seated on a bench in the middle of Hyde Park,
where the early spring sunshine warmed the grass and glittered on the lake. They�d
had breakfast and apparated to the city. Remus had to work in the afternoon and
Severus needed ingredients from Diagon Alley. But for that moment they were
just enjoying some peaceful time together. Remus let out a contented little
sigh.

�Oh, what?�
Severus finally looked up from the paper. �You�re going to burst into song or
something aren�t you?�

Remus
laughed. �I can if you�d like?�

�Merlin no.
Christ. I really thought those ducklings running away from you would put a
dampener on your morning but no, you�re still as fucking exuberant as Dumbledore�s
collection of dancing robes.�

�The ducks
were running away from me?� Remus�
lips twitched. �Not from the scowl on your mush, then?�

�Be quiet,
werewolf,� Severus extended a lazy hand and patted him on the arm.

�Knob,�
Remus muttered affectionately.

�Hairy
beast,� Severus nonchalantly turned a page.

�You�ve
read the damn paper three times,� Remus reached over and pulled it out of his
hands, chucking it on the bench on his other side. �You were the one that
wanted to come with me this morning. So talk to me.�

Severus
groaned and finally inclined his body towards Remus. �I was just reading. And the
second time round I only did the crossword when I found it.�

�Ah yes,
eleven down, �talk-to-me-you-mugwump�� Remus laughed.

�Very
inventive� And to think, you were considered brainy enough for a school prefect
badge.�

�You forget
though that I sussed them out and handed it back,� Remus smiled, reaching to
surreptitiously pull Severus� hand down on the bench between their legs to hold
it where nobody could see. �When I realised a terrible misjudgement had been
made.�

�It wasn�t
your fault your friends were complete pricks,� Severus finally smiled.

Remus
ignored the slight on his friends. He knew it wasn�t that far off the truth and
Severus had never known them as adults, after they�d left school. The death of
James� parents had caused him to sober considerably, and Sirius was forced to
grow up by the sudden stark reality of fending for himself and Remus straight
out of school with only the remainder of his inheritance for funding. With a
swallow, Remus let his mind wander back to those times. The day they�d found
out that there was a doxy infestation in the kitchen and half-asphyxiated
themselves on immobilising potion stood out vividly, as did the time the shower
had fallen off the wall and smacked Sirius on the head before it landed on the
bath and cracked it, chipping a huge chunk out of the bottom.

No, the
start of their lives after leaving Hogwarts certainly hadn�t been easy. They�d
got by, but Remus had loathed not being able to really contribute and yet being
the one causing their expenditure in food, and healing potions.

�So what
are you thinking about today?� Severus asked quietly, and Remus felt warm
increased pressure on his hand.

Since
Christmas Remus found himself able to consider his memories of Sirius more, and
Severus knew he had to accept that or lose Remus. He hated hearing about Sirius
Black and all the �funny� things he used to do. His stomach positively turned
at the way Remus� face lit up when he talked about a particularly happy memory,
or laughed himself senseless at a misdeed and even when his eyelashes became
littered with tears when he thought of sweeter moments. Severus hated it all.
He knew he would have been the same if had been anybody �not just Sirius Black,
and he knew that because Severus was beginning to feel more deeply about Remus
than he cared to, than was safe to.

It had been
the beginning of February, and they were curled up in bed one Sunday morning as
snow pelted past the window. Severus had been telling Remus how much he hated
snow. Somehow they�d ended up recounting the day that Sirius broke Severus�
nose and Remus had said he�d been half disgusted, half fascinated by the
vibrant blood dripping onto the whiteness. Severus had called him a poetic
clap-trap spouting fool and Remus had laughed, shaking the mattress with his
mirth, and rolled over to place a sloppy, badly aimed kiss on Severus� lips.

The
technique had been shoddy but Severus hadn�t paid attention, he had simply been
shocked by the way the kiss made him feel. It had been wet and clumsy, not even
properly on his mouth, but it was as though Remus knew it didn�t have to be
perfect, that not everything had to be perfect between them� and then there it
was. The knowledge Severus had been successfully keeping to himself since that
day. That he was falling for the werewolf. Damned hairy bastard. Severus
shook his head slightly when Remus spoke.

�Just about
when Sirius and I were setting up the flat,� he had a smile on his lips.
�Probably should have actually listened to the agent when she was showing us
round, instead of making up a list of places we wanted to shag one another.�

Severus
couldn�t help his smile �he might not have ever appreciated Black, but Remus
was a different story, and he was always part of the memories. It was worth
putting up with Black for him.

�Then we
might have heard about the doxy nest, and the loose shower, and the strange
stench in the hallway.�

�There�s no
strange stench in the hallway?� Severus frowned.

�Now there isn�t. But yeah, a dead body
behind a wall�ll do that.�

�Oh that�s
disgusting.�

�As I said�
Probably should have listened,� Remus laughed.

�How did
you remove it?�

�I wasn�t
there. I think Sirius owled someone. When I came home
that night he was sitting amongst a load of stripped off wallpaper looking
pleased with himself because he said that we could
finally get rid of the old lady decoration and make it look a bit more manly.�

�And I
suppose a cream carpet and lemon accented walls are manly?�

Remus
snorted. �No, we had a fight in the DIY shop and he stormed off and let me
pick.�

�I�m
jotting all this down for future reference you know, so I don�t end up with
sickly sunshine yellows.�

�Are you
asking me to re-decorate your house?� Remus� eyes lit up.

�Like fuck am I,� Severus laughed. �Come near me or my walls with a paintbrush
and you�ll find yourself hexed to kingdom come.�

Remus leant
over and whispered, �You didn�t seem to mind my paintbrush being near your
walls last night.�

Severus�
undignified splutter made a nearby swan throw him a filthy look. �That was one
hell of an awful pun, Lupin,� Severus shook his head disdainfully.

�Ah, you
love it really,� Remus smiled, and checked his watch. �Shit. I should get
walking.�

�I�ll walk
with you,� Severus said instantly, and got to his feet, stretching.

�It�s a bit
of a walk, you�d do better to just apparate to the Alley.�

�I want to
walk with you,� Severus said firmly, and picked up the paper and folded it into
his jacket. �So think you�ll have a quiet afternoon at work?�

�No idea.
All it takes is one request and I�ll be off on a wild chimaera-chase
until sundown,� Remus shook his head, laughing. �Though I
don�t mind.�

Remus
really did like his job and the tiny bookshop hidden off the main square in Covent Garden. He loved the area, it was always bustling
and full of people and the smell of the food always made him happy. The only
thing he hated was the underground station, serviced only by stairs and rickety
lifts. It was why he always walked to work.

�No, you
scarily seem to enjoy it,� Severus looked out over the park, slowly filling up
with people enjoying the advanced weather. �I thought you were going to cream
your pants the day you were telling me about one of the first edition Wuthering
Heights copies you�d found.�

�Oh god
that was beautiful,� Remus closed his eyes with want. �The leather was
stunning, in amazing condition.�

�Load of
tosh� obsessive love,� Severus rolled his eyes. And you�d know all about obsessive love, wouldn�t you Severus?

�Christ, you
know, I think that�s the only thing you and Sirius will ever agree on.�

�What, a
mutual hatred of Wuthering
Heights?� Severus grinned.

�Exactly. He thought the story was mad.�

�It is.�

�It�s
beautiful.�

�It�s horrible,� Severus burst out, his hands coming into play as he got into
the discussion. �So much death and destruction� it�s weird you like it so much,
you�re all happy and smiley and puppies and sunshine��

�He loves
her so passionately that it doesn�t stop even at the grave,� Remus protested.
�And��

�And what?�
Severus sighed.

�And it�s
not unlike you.�

�I�ve not
hung any puppies lately or exhumed any dead bodies,� Severus said stonily with
an inward shudder.

�Alright.
Bad comparison,� Remus cursed his own stupidity.

�Let�s
change the subject,� Severus said firmly. �Are you coming to mine after work?�

�If I�m welcome,�
Remus looked at him.

�Unless you
find the door adorned with silver I�m pretty sure you�ll be fine to enter,�
Severus� eyes were on a waddling duck.

�Takes more
than a bit of silver to keep me away,� Remus snorted and squinted as the sun
hit them fully, emerging from the shade.

Severus was
looking sideways and saw the whole of Remus� head catch in the sunlight. His
hair was transformed into a miraculous shade of gold beneath the bright rays,
gleaming silently. His eyes, too, from what Severus could see of them, were glinting a brighter amber colour than usual. His pale,
scarred skin took on a healthy glow.

�Why are
you gawking at me?� Remus turned his head sideways, laughing, but stopped as he
saw the effect the sun was having on Severus.

The raven
hair, not greasy since Remus continued to force him to use better shampoo, was
stunning. Jet black in essence, but from his close vantage point Remus could
see way certain parts of it were an inky blue-black. His sallow complexion
turned ethereal and it obscured even the detrimental affect of his over-large
hooked nose.

�The same
reason I suppose you�re gawking at me,� Severus smiled.

�Your hair
is black-bluish in the sunlight, it�s beautiful.�

�And yours
is golden.�

�Black and
gold, eh� Maybe this is a sign that really we should have been in Hufflepuff?�

�There�d
have been less expectation that way.�

They walked
through the city, passing comment on the traffic, the weather, the state of the
pavements and the way everything in the city was automatically bumped up in
price. Severus saved Remus from death-by-black-cab by yanking him out of the
road forcefully. Remus saved Severus from a Christian preacher that cornered
him with leaflets, unsure whose safety he was acting in the interest of, the
preacher or Severus�. They reached the end of the tiny lane where Remus� work
was located and they turned to face each other.

�See you
tonight, then?� Severus asked, unsure why he needed further clarification.

�As ever
for a Saturday night,� Remus winked. �Couldn�t have you getting pissed on your
tod now, could we?�

�Our lives
are so predictable,� Severus rolled his eyes. �Anything you want from the
Alley?�

�A present��

�What kind
of present?� One of Severus� eyebrows rose in frustration.

�I don�t
know� something poetic and beautiful.�

�Merlin I
hate you sometimes.�

�Shame,
because I love you,� Remus teased
back instantly, but the off-hand remark made Severus� eyes widen.

Remus
tensed in front of him and Severus drew himself up to his full height, just to make
himself feel more comfortable.

�Did you
mean that? Or was it an accidental slip of the tongue?� Severus whispered.

A door
opened with the tinkling of a bell. �Remus, stop bloody gassing and get in here
and do what I�m paying your skinny backside for!� a woman screeched with a
smile on her face. �I�ve got a cup of coffee and a fag with my name on it and I
don�t get it until you�re here. Stop making doe-eyes at your boyfriend and get
inside!�

Remus was
still frozen in place, making the accused doe-eyes at Severus. The word doe had
hurt and jerked Severus mentally, thinking on his Patronus. He swallowed and
managed to pull himself together. �Go on, your boss is waiting for you. I�ll
see you tonight.�

He turned
away just as Remus spoke. �If it wasn�t an accidental slip of the tongue, what
would that mean?�

You answer my bloody question with a
question, I hate you, Remus. And I fucking well
might love you too. �It�d mean there�d be some more wall painting to be done.�
Severus answered carefully over his shoulder, and walked quickly away into the
throng of Saturday shoppers.

Remus
watched him go before turning to his boss, still waiting impatiently, cigarette
already in hand, holding the door open for him. �Those things�ll
kill you, Vi,� he gave his usual greeting as he
transferred the weight of the door to his own hand.

�And so
could a red double decker my darling, I�ll take my
chances. Beautiful new copy of Anthony and Cleopatra just come in this morning
on the desk. Mind you don�t drool on it.�

Remus
smiled as the musty smell of the shop met his nose, but his thoughts were, as
they would be all afternoon after such an intriguing parting, with Severus.

�Don�t
suppose you�re ever going to tell me about this weird disease of yours, are
you?� Vi asked, accepting the cup of coffee Remus handed her four hours later.

�Nope,� Remus smiled brightly, knowing he was being cheeky and that Vi, as his
employer, had every right to know, but he also knew that she wasn�t the sort of
woman to give a damn, as long as she got her money�s worth and some sparkling
conversation.

�Shame, bet
you�ve got an interesting story as well,� she screwed up her nose and took a
mouthful.

�More
interesting than you�ll ever know,� Remus winked, and picked up the pen which
still felt so alien after a lifetime of quills.

He was
putting the finishing touches on an acquisition letter when the door to the
shop opened and a green uniformed person poked their head in. �Looking for a
Remus Lupin?�

Confused,
Remus sat up straight. The only person who knew where he worked was Severus. �That�s
me,� he said slowly, as if revealing that information might be a bad idea.

�Delivery
for you,� the man handed him, to his immense surprise, a beautiful yellow rose,
wrapped in clear cellophane, tied in place by ribbons of both black and gold, a
card pinned to the tissue paper lining the back of the greenery.

Remus took
it with an open mouth, making the delivery man smirk. He signalled goodbye with
a wave and the bell tinkled once more. Remus could hear Vi
positively bursting at her desk.

�Who�s it
from?!� She mocked in an overtly girlish tone.

Remus slid
the card from the envelope and felt utter disbelief as he saw Severus� small,
cramped scrawl on the card. He swallowed and read:

�Is this poetic and beautiful enough
for you? It bloody better be �I don�t do florists. Black and gold
ribbons, I hope you noticed that. Attention to detail (here�s the part where
you make a joke about me being the woman). I�m looking forward to some artistic
decoration tonight. S.�

Remus burst
out laughing at the last line and looked at the rose, beautiful in its
simplicity. Before he knew what was happening, Vi was
tugging the card out of his hand and holding it up to her reading glasses.

��Artistic decoration�? Christ, is that what you kids are
calling bonking these days?� She looked down at him with teasing eyes.

�Might be,�
Remus took it off her and bought the rose up to sniff at it; the floral perfume
shot straight up his nose and saturated his senses.

�Oh my
darling,� Vi sighed. �You�ve got it bad, haven�t you?�

�What?�
Remus looked up again, non-plussed.

�This
mysterious S. You�ve got it bad for them, written all over your face.�

Which S? Remus inwardly sighed. It hadn�t
been a slip of the tongue. He had fallen in love with Severus and he wasn�t
going to lie about it to himself. It would only make his messy life harder. Messy because he still desperately loved his first boyfriend, too.

�I do,� he
sighed sadly.

�Why so
glum? If I had a lover sending me such thoughtful gifts I�d be hanging off the
fountain in Trafalgar Square
yelling about it, Rem.�

�Complicated,�
Remus slipped the card back in the tiny envelope and got to his feet to put it
in some water until he could take it home with him.

�It didn�t
look complicated when you said goodbye earlier,� Vi
continued, habitually never caring when was right to stop. �It was pretty much
written all over his face, too.�

�Do you
think?� Remus asked eagerly, keen for an outside opinion �he and Severus hardly
ever interacted with other people.

�My darling
he�s smitten,� Vi proclaimed, waving her mug about
before raising it to her lips. �Got a rather unfortunate nose though, bless
him.�

�So have
you,� Remus grinned evilly.

�Well, I�m
saving for my nose job, aren�t I?�

�And you
will be forever if you keep spending the money on fags and shoes.�

�You�re
lucky you�ve got a delectable bottom, Lupin,� she narrowed her eyes. �It�s the
only reason I keep you around.�

�That and I
have more luck than anyone else sourcing and cajoling precious books off
people,� Remus winked.

�Ach, it
all goes downhill the day they realise their worth,� Vi
said sadly to the ceiling. �Get out of here to your lover boy.�

�It�s only
four,� Remus frowned.

�I�m shutting early. We made enough from that Shakespeare sale to pay wages for
three weeks! Which reminds me,� she pulled a packet from her desk drawer and
chucked it at him. �Seeing as you were the one that won us such a beautiful
payoff, you get the commission for it with your wages.�

�Oh, no,
don�t do that,� Remus� fingers instinctively went to tear the packet open and
give her back the extra money but she held her hand up to protest.

�Money well
earned, Remus, you�re a bloody gem. Now. Go home with
your rose and get down to some artistic decoration with your boyfriend and
leave me to lament what an utter disaster it is for womankind that you�re a
shirt-lifter.�

Remus took
advantage of his extra hour to go to Gringotts before it shut to convert the
money into wizard tender and pay it into his account, which looked even
healthier at the new addition. He kept �40 as muggle money and whistled his way
back out of The Leaky Cauldron to the London streets, where he headed for the
first off-license he came across. After buying three bottles of wine (he was
well aware he was on his way to becoming an alcoholic) he apparated round the
corner from Severus� house, pleased to see the sunshine had lasted in the north
of the country as well. The bottles clinked in the carrier bag as he walked
through the gloomy streets and he could hear children playing in their back
gardens. He was holding his rose by the stem in the same hand as the carrier
bag as he knocked on Severus� front door. He then brought it to his nose to
sniff while he waited for his host to come and answer the door.

A fuzzy
black shape appeared through the glass and Remus smiled as it opened.

�Oh God you�ve not been sacked, have you?� Severus� mouth fell open as he saw
him, well aware that his lover was early.

�Oh ye of
little faith,� Remus sighed dramatically before handing forth the bag with the
wine in. �Present.�

�Oh Merlin,
it�s the good stuff,� Severus was practically salivating into the plastic.

Remus
laughed and shut the door behind him. �Would I buy anything but?�

�You�ve brought
hippogriff piss home before,� Severus rolled his eyes. �Which I drank anyway
but that�s beside the point.�

�Thanks for
my rose,� Remus said pointedly. �Very beautiful.
Imagery didn�t go unnoticed either,� he kicked off his shoes.

�So how did
you afford the wine and why are you home early?� Severus ghosted a kiss on his
lips before heading towards the kitchen.

�I am home
early because Vi�s jealous of my sex on tap and I
could afford the wine, and the takeaway I�m going to buy you, because I managed
to procure a very old, very beautiful book which sold for enough money to keep
me in food and bills for a month or three. God bless commission,� Remus leant
against the sink.

�I think
you�ve found your calling,� Severus laughed, and tugged the rose off Remus to
put it in some water. �Something to think about if they ever revoke the Dark
Creatures Act, you could go into business.�

�I won�t
hold my breath,� Remus shook his head. �Now, you�� He caught Severus about the
waist and pulled him close. �Kiss me.�

Severus did
as he was bid, rose still in hand. Remus broke it off to ask, �And did you have
a good afternoon?�

�Not as
good as yours,� Severus smiled as he pulled away and set the rose down on the
kitchen table. �But it wasn�t bad.�

�So,� Remus
uncorked the first wine bottle. �Where am I being sent for food?�

�Chinese,�
Severus gave his automatic, usual reply. �Chicken with cashew nuts, egg fried
rice and spring rolls, please.�

�You never
change, do you?� Remus laughed, pouring out two glasses and handing him one.

�Change is
overrated,� Severus took a big mouthful and swallowed with an appreciative
groan. �Beautiful.�

�I know I
am,� Remus laughed.

***

Two bottles
of wine, a Chinese and an unfortunate mishap with a tub of ice cream later,
both Severus and Remus were feeling decidedly content and more than a little
bit merry. They were on the floor of the living room playing a game of cards in
which each was convinced the other was cheating.

�This is
just stupid,� Severus threw his cards down in a temper.

�You are such a sore loser!� Remus
crowed, taking a big slurp of wine.

�And you�re
a dirty cheater,� Severus narrowed his eyes.

Remus was
laughing as he threw his cards down into the pile and picked them up to shuffle.

�Had enough of losing,� Severus shook his head. �No more. More drink.� He
summoned the last bottle from the kitchen and uncorked it, topping them both
up.

�We drink
far too much,� Remus burped, wincing as he could taste his dinner in it.

�I know we
do,�

�We should
probably stop.�

�Yeah,
right,� Severus openly scoffed. �First bad day and you�ll be on it like flies t�shit.�

�Such a way
with words,� Remus shot scathingly, but his features relaxed as he took a
mouthful and stretched out his legs. �So. Are we going
to talk about earlier?�

�About what earlier?� Severus� stomach gave a small flip, knowing exactly to what
Remus was referring.

�Vi reckons
you�re smitten for me,� Remus teased.

�Severus
Snape doesn�t get smitten,� his face was an absolute picture.

�With me or anybody at all?�

�Anybody!�
Severus spluttered indignantly.

�So you
don�t love me?� Remus pouted out his lower lip and batted his eyelashes.

Severus
took a delicate mouthful of wine and rinsed it around his teeth, thinking on
his answer. Truthfully, he didn�t know what he felt. �Can we stop talking about
this when we�re drunk, it�s�? I don�t want to say something to hurt you.�

�I�m just
messing,� Remus shook his head. �Neither of us needs a proclamation of love to
be here, right?�

�Right,�
Severus nodded, raising his glass. �Here�s to not loving one another, then!�

Remus
raised his glass. �And here�s to loving the fucking departed, long may they
torment us.�

Severus
gave a dry laugh and knocked back some wine.

�And here�s
to commission,� Remus continued. �And jobs� and Chinese food� and wine!�

Severus was
laughing as he leant forward and placed a kiss on Remus� lips. �How drunk are
you on a scale of one to ten?�

�A seven, borderline eight. And we both know eight is dangerous, nine means catatonic
and ten means unconscious.�

�Good,
because I really don�t want you to remember this in the morning,� Severus
smiled, and sprung to his feet with a slight wobble as the alcohol hit his head.

�What?� Remus looked at his outstretched hand.

�You told
me,� Severus groaned as he heaved Remus up, �That you wanted poetic and
beautiful� the rose was just the beginning. But I�m ashamed I even bothered so
I needed you to be pissed out of your head. Think I would have preferred a full
eight on the scale but there we go.�

They were
halfway up the stairs by this point and Remus had to work hard not to slop his
drink everywhere. �Severus, what have you done?� he asked curiously, as his
lover pulled out his wand and pointed it into the bedroom.

�I am being
poetic,� Severus hissed, and manoeuvred Remus into his bedroom, the blush
already burning on his cheeks.

�SWEET FUCKING GODRIC!� Remus exclaimed, nearly slipping his grip on his wine glass
as he saw what Severus had done. Rose petals scattered the bed, candles sat on
every available surface and some floated in the air. The ceiling above the bed
had been turned black and mapped a perfect section of starry night sky.

If Severus
had ever wanted to combust and die with embarrassment, it was at that moment. This is even topping Potter causing you to
show your knickers off to the student body. �Poetic
enough for you, my little lycanthrope?�

Remus was
open-mouthed, having never shut it from his initial outburst. He turned to
Severus and saw the beautiful, bashful blush lingering on his cheeks and almost
cried. �It�s beautiful� and very un-Severus-like.�

�Well if I
don�t change my takeaway order I have to change something��

Remus
turned to him and pulled him flush to his body with strong arms. �Oh God,
Severus, you must really� to do this��

Severus panicked;
he hadn�t expected Remus to jump to that answer immediately. He hoped he would
think about it the next day and come to that conclusion in a quiet, dignified
manner. Because no matter what Severus was not prepared to say anything aloud.
If Remus wanted to believe it he�d have to be content with an unspoken declaration.

He felt
himself be pushed down on the bed; his wine glass extricated from his grip and
set down elsewhere. Then warm fingers slid under his shirt and caressed his
stomach before disappearing to undo the buttons on the front of the garment. He
let all this happen in a hazy whirl of alcohol, staring up at the twinkling
replica night sky. He wondered if Remus had looked closely and noticed he�d
chosen the piece of sky as far away from the Dog Star as he could get. It
wasn�t to hurt him, but Severus couldn�t bear the thought of being fucked
whilst Sirius twinkled away above him, reminding him of the sinful act he was
committing.

Severus
groaned as the warm hands undid his trousers and ghosted over his cock through
his underwear.

�I�ll show
you artistic decoration,� Remus breathed, pulling out his wand to strip Severus
fully, rather than wasting time, as well as devoiding
himself of his own clothes.

Remus swung
his leg over the thin hips and crushed their groins together. He bent down and
attached them lip to lip, snaking his hands beneath Severus� back and holding
him tight. An early gasp got out of his throat as his balls rubbed over the
adjacent pair. �Merlin Severus you always feel so good against me��

Severus
responded by kissing him, deeply and gently, wrapping his arms around Remus�
neck and holding him in place as he thrust upwards with his hips. Remus took a
hand out of place and scooped up a handful of rose petals before sitting up. He
gently let them fall over Severus� chest, one by one, watching intently as they
fluttered down to the skin turned amber by the candlelight. He smoothed one
with his finger up over a nipple and rubbed it there, enjoying the hiss he
evoked.

�Nice?� He
asked pointlessly.

Severus
nodded and tilted his head back, eyes closed; body arching up in a long,
luxurious stretch which caused Remus� cock grow even harder. Looking down he
saw the tip smeared with pearly liquid. He angled up and smeared it along
Severus� shaft, causing him to groan.

�You�re disgusting,� Severus smiled, opening his eyes to look back up at the
stars. �Sharing bodily fluids more than you need to.�

�You seemed
to like it,� Remus climbed off him and shifted to his head. �And if you don�t
want it on that you can have it in your mouth, if you�d like��

Severus was
still laughing when Remus pushed against his lips, and abused his momentary
gasp to push inwards, wincing as he connected with teeth. Severus� hands
instantly flew to cup his backside and he opened his mouth fully to admit
Remus, who shivered as a velvet tongue lapped against his slit with expertise.
He didn�t care where Severus had improved his talent since they were sixteen
but his blow jobs were mind blowing. Remus didn�t tell him that for want of
inflating his ego, however.

Severus
knew though, from the telltale away Remus bucked into his face within only
seconds of being in his mouth, from the way pre-come trickled out of him with
ease. He massaged the arse cheeks he was holding to enhance the feelings and
suckled lightly on the top of the erection he held between his lips, keeping
his eyes closed.

�Christ
Severus, I swear you get better each� ohfuckyes� each
time.�

Severus
stopped licking to blow hot air on the exposed flesh and say, �You do flatter
me so, Remus.�

He sucked
in the swollen member again, a little deeper, and moved his tongue around the
tip in a slow circle, over and over, until Remus was panting a rhythm above him
and unable to stop his hips from jerking along with it.

�Stop,� he
breathed, and pulled up, leaving Severus� mouth achingly empty. �Should be laws
against your tongue,� Remus wobbled, red-faced, on the edge of the bed.

Severus had
to fly into a sitting position to stop him from falling onto the floor. He was
suddenly grabbed by an idea and hoped to god Remus would let him run with it.

He
positioned himself on the edge of the bed, so his knees were bent over the side
and his feet flat on the floor, erection standing up proudly between his legs.
Severus directed his wand downwards and lubricated himself, before sending another
separate spell at Remus� arse.

�Hey, what the hell, Severus?� He jumped, hand flying to grab it as the spell stretched
him internally �it was so rare that Severus got to take him that the spell felt
totally alien on his tight muscles. �Oh gods� do you want to��

Severus
nodded with a grin spreading over his lips. He reached over and picked up his
glass, bringing it to his lips and drinking as Remus gasped and twitched next
to him, cock hardening even further at the sensation.

�Straddle
me,� Severus commanded, indicating his naked lap, and took another gulp of
wine, getting hotter by the second. Sweat tingled on his brow and in the small
of his back, and made the backs of his knees squeak as they were bent.

Remus did
as requested but found it hard to position himself. Severus gave a tut and said impatiently, �Stretch your legs out over my
hips as you sink down. I won�t let you fall backwards, I promise.�

He used his
free hand to hold his erection still whilst Remus gingerly squatted over it,
feeling as though he were about to go tumbling to the carpet. Both gasped as
they made contact, Severus from the sensation of his foreskin being tugged back,
his dick engulfed in flaming heat, and Remus from being impaled. Severus
removed his hand and wrapped his arms around Remus, one hand still clutching
his wine glass, whilst Remus unfurled his legs to provide counterweight on the
mattress.

�Oh sweet
fucking Merlin,� Remus tilted his head back, gripping Severus� narrow shoulders
tightly as he sank all the way home. �Why have we never done this before?�

�You never
asked for poetic before,� Severus splayed the fingers of his free hand, making
sure Remus was safely balanced, before bringing the wine glass back to his lips
and drinking slowly.

�You look
so� hot,� Remus finished lamely, though the lust in his eyes made up for his
wanting vocabulary.

�As do
you,� Severus whispered devilishly. �Though I can�t help but think you�d look
better with some kind of� adornment.�

Remus
realised, a second too late, what Severus was about to do. He tilted his
delicate yet somehow manly, hairy wrist, and tipped the remainder of the
chilled wine over Remus� chest, watching as it trickled down over his stomach,
some landing on the huge erection stuck between their stomachs.

�Oh fucking
Godric!� Remus cried, and tilted his head back as he pushed down with his
muscles around Severus� erection.

�Merlin, Godric� make up your mind which overrated figure of wizarding history
you�re praying to, Remus,� Severus hissed, before ducking his head and latching
his mouth around a wine-tainted nipple. He bit down lightly with his teeth and
thrust up as Remus cried out.

�They�re
all the fucking same,� Remus cried wildly, humping down where he sat, knees
bending in his haste. �Oh god god god god Severus yes!�

Severus
flushed against the hard, barely hairy chest. He loved it when Remus was loud
but it made him embarrassed, for reasons he couldn�t understand. Maybe it was
because he was generally so quiet himself.

He reached
between them and wrapped his fingers around Remus� cock and pulled in a languid
movement before repeating it, over and over, knowing the laziness of his hand
would infuriate the werewolf.

�Faster,�
he demanded, almost on cue, and bounced up and down eagerly, grunting as he was
rewarded with a tingling crush against his sensitive walls.

�You can
damn well wait till I�m ready,� Severus hissed, but it was pointless because
his hand was already speeding up and his own hips were thrusting more
frequently.

The burn as
his cock was squashed repeatedly in Remus� tight warmth was amazing. Severus
crushed their lips together in a bruising kiss, and delved his tongue into the
wet heat, tasting wine and ice cream as he slowly raked his muscle against each
and every tooth. Remus was groaning from deep within his throat and it made
Severus even harder, if that was humanly possible.

�Bite my
neck,� Remus pleaded, his eyes scrunched shut with pleasure as they broke apart
for air. �Please.�

Severus
complied, kissing the soft skin at first before sending his teeth in to do the
desired job. He nibbled along Remus� jaw line before heading south, to the
scarred skin of his neck, crossing over the base of his throat. Remus moved his
head about like he could predict Severus� movements and he growled as Severus
fixed down on the soft skin between his neck and collarbone, scraping his teeth
over the flesh and sucking at the same time.

�Oh god,
Severus� yes�� Remus pushed down as Severus thrust upwards. �Yes, fuck!� They
met in the middle again and Severus pumped harder at the cock he was holding.
�Fucking hell more�� Severus slowed to a milking motion and withdrew his teeth
to lick at the bruised flesh. �Oh Ssssev� Sssev� you�re so�� But the words were lost as Remus tilted
his head back, eyes open, and looked up at the starry ceiling as he pumped
sticky come over Severus� hand and chest. �Ohhhhhhhhhfuckme,�
he whimpered, as the aftershocks continued to rack through him. He clenched the
muscles in his back passage and reached forward to pinch at Severus� nipple, well
aware that his lover hadn�t yet come.

�Kiss me,�
Severus breathed, face a sweaty red mess which he didn�t care for Remus to see,
but he was desperate for release.

As their
lips connected, Severus thrust up once more. He allowed Remus to tease his
tongue out of his mouth and then cried out in shock as he sucked on it. It felt
too much like a blow job for Severus not to lose control, which he did, with a
shout of �Ohbloodyfuck!� and grabbed hold of Remus to
hold him still as he pumped his own come into the hot, tight space, his balls
contracting tightly up into his body as he did so.

Remus was
panting raggedly, looking down at him from his elevated position. �You look so
beautiful when you�re coming,� he whispered, and pushed their lips together for
a much gentler kiss.

�I doubt
it,� Severus breathed, tilting his head back slowly. �I�m an ugly bastard when
I�m not in the throes.�

�Oh shut
up,� Remus whispered, sinking his hands into raven hair and gripping the head
he found there. �I�ve told you before, I think you�re beautiful.�

�Well
you�re warped,� Severus replied, but argued no further �being adored felt so
stunning he wasn�t stupid enough to reject the advances.

�You look
even more beautiful with my come coating your chest,� Remus chuckled against
his ear.

Sleepily,
Severus reached back and gathered up some more rose petals in his hands, before
bringing them up to rain down, in a gut-rotting sickening show of romanticism,
around the werewolf�s head and shoulders. Remus laughed and watched them fall
over them.

�Well I can
certainly say, Severus,� he climbed off him slowly, legs aching like mad, �That
you managed to pull off poetic and beautiful perfectly.� Remus rolled onto his
back and looked up at the stars again as Severus cleaned them both off with his
wand, before falling into position next to him.

�So, when I
challenge you to seedy, dark and sordid, think you�ll be able to rise to the
challenge?� Severus tickled his fingers over Remus� stomach.

�I�m sure
I�ll manage,� Remus worked hard not to writhe under the teasing touch.

�Good,�
Severus pressed a kiss to his shoulder.

They lay in
silence for a while, heartbeats thoroughly returning to normal and their sweat
drying slowly. Severus was on the point of drifting into the dream world when
Remus spoke again, in a quiet, emotional tone.

�Severus� I
know you don�t want to hear this, because you assume it�ll complicate things�
maybe it will, I don�t know,� Severus was alarmed to hear a sniff and he forced
his eyes open to see moisture gathering around the beautiful, golden-chocolate
irises. Remus continued stoically, refusing to let the tears fall. �But I
really do think that I love you.�

Oh God. He�s said it again. And he
means it. What should I do? I don�t know. �Say that again?� Severus asked,
shocked at how hoarse and cracked he sounded.

�I love
you,� Remus whispered. �I love you. And I love him. I love you both,� the tears
finally slipped out.

Severus
pulled him closer and tried to stop his head whizzing as he thought on what to
say.

He closed
his eyes and prayed for a distraction.

Anything. This house is old. Let the ceiling fall in!

Nothing
came and Severus could tell the anticipation waiting in his arms.

Be a man. Don�t deny what you feel.

Severus
opened his mouth and closed it again.

Come on. He�s waiting. And he�s
crying.

He took a
breath but it wasn�t as deep as he needed.

Oh you�re a fucking useless piece of
shit.

�Loveyou,� he finally breathed, all as one word, squeezing
his eyes shut and burying his face in the nearest part of Remus he could find,
which happened to be his chest.

Arms
tightened around him and a face pressed into his hair and although it felt
entirely wrong that Severus should be saying it, he couldn�t deny that those arms
felt beautiful and comforting. Maybe whoever it was that failed to make the
ceiling cave in was sending subtle hints to the contrary about what Severus
considered wrong.

Fuck. Is this how happy feels?
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