Wow, I'm posting a lot of stuff lately...
osmalic gave me permission to post here the drabble I wrote for her Christmas card. I'd like to post all of them as soon as I'm sure all the recipients have gotten theirs, so expect more! Yes, it's a threat :P
On with the drabble..
Pairing: Snupin
Prompt: Tropical
Rating: R (just to be safe)
Words: about 450
Notes: Thanks to the amazing beta dizilla!
Remus was on fire, there was no other word for it. He couldn’t stop writhing, twisting and grabbing at the sheets, but none of it offered any comfort.
He groaned, a loud, deep sound coming straight from his throat, and turned his gaze on his lover.
“Severussss…” he hissed, “I’m burning up…”
Severus, who was quietly sitting by the table sipping a glass of iced tea, snorted softly and raised his eyebrow.
“Really, Lupin? And may I ask you, how should this be my business? If I recall correctly, I warned you, but did you listen to me when I told you what you were going to face? No, you had to choose a tropical location for our honeymoon, knowing fully well your skin can’t stand an hour of sun without starting to peel on his own! And knowing that still you decided it would be a good idea to spend hours outside playing lame ball games and insisting you could learn to swim butterfly style in no time. And what did you do when I told you to put on some of my salve to prevent sunburn? ‘No, thank you, Severus, it smells funny,’” Severus mimicked in a petulant tone of voice. “Well, now see how funny sunburn is!”
“Please, Severus, I’m sorry! I swear, I’ll listen to everything you say from now on, just…. Just do something! And besides, you even got to say I told you so, and we both know how you love that.”
That earned him a pinch on his bum that made him see stars.
Evidently Severus had decided Remus had been punished enough, because he got up scoffing and took out a potion from is portable kit. Then he started to spread the salve on Remus’ back.
It was both torture and bliss.
The cold of the cream soothed the pain of the pressure and Severus, while being an insensitive prick with words, well balanced it with the tenderness of his touch.
That didn’t stop him from complaining all through the application of the cream, though.
“Tsk, werewolf skin thickness… yes, thickness it is, but not of skin, of skull. You don’t deserve me, wolf.”
“I know, Severus, I’m a horrible, horrible person. Just… forgive me? I’ll make it worth your while.”
A spark flared in Severus’ eyes. Remus knew how to appeal to his lover’s Slytherin side (not to mention his sexual appetite).
Severus turned him around and straddled him, massaging salve on his front but with more sensual moves.
“Once your skin is completely treated, you wretched beast, I’ll make you burn from inside,” the Potion Master leered evilly.
Remus couldn’t wait to be consumed.
On with the drabble..
Pairing: Snupin
Prompt: Tropical
Rating: R (just to be safe)
Words: about 450
Notes: Thanks to the amazing beta dizilla!
Remus was on fire, there was no other word for it. He couldn’t stop writhing, twisting and grabbing at the sheets, but none of it offered any comfort.
He groaned, a loud, deep sound coming straight from his throat, and turned his gaze on his lover.
“Severussss…” he hissed, “I’m burning up…”
Severus, who was quietly sitting by the table sipping a glass of iced tea, snorted softly and raised his eyebrow.
“Really, Lupin? And may I ask you, how should this be my business? If I recall correctly, I warned you, but did you listen to me when I told you what you were going to face? No, you had to choose a tropical location for our honeymoon, knowing fully well your skin can’t stand an hour of sun without starting to peel on his own! And knowing that still you decided it would be a good idea to spend hours outside playing lame ball games and insisting you could learn to swim butterfly style in no time. And what did you do when I told you to put on some of my salve to prevent sunburn? ‘No, thank you, Severus, it smells funny,’” Severus mimicked in a petulant tone of voice. “Well, now see how funny sunburn is!”
“Please, Severus, I’m sorry! I swear, I’ll listen to everything you say from now on, just…. Just do something! And besides, you even got to say I told you so, and we both know how you love that.”
That earned him a pinch on his bum that made him see stars.
Evidently Severus had decided Remus had been punished enough, because he got up scoffing and took out a potion from is portable kit. Then he started to spread the salve on Remus’ back.
It was both torture and bliss.
The cold of the cream soothed the pain of the pressure and Severus, while being an insensitive prick with words, well balanced it with the tenderness of his touch.
That didn’t stop him from complaining all through the application of the cream, though.
“Tsk, werewolf skin thickness… yes, thickness it is, but not of skin, of skull. You don’t deserve me, wolf.”
“I know, Severus, I’m a horrible, horrible person. Just… forgive me? I’ll make it worth your while.”
A spark flared in Severus’ eyes. Remus knew how to appeal to his lover’s Slytherin side (not to mention his sexual appetite).
Severus turned him around and straddled him, massaging salve on his front but with more sensual moves.
“Once your skin is completely treated, you wretched beast, I’ll make you burn from inside,” the Potion Master leered evilly.
Remus couldn’t wait to be consumed.