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Requested Fic!
For: afairytalestory!
Title: Manipulation
Involving: Sirus, Remus and Severus
Word Count: 580
Rating: Uhm. R? Well, probably not that bad. But implications of sex and some very mild smut/bondage.
Prompt Given: Midnight
Remus awoke muzzily to find himself alone in the huge bed. It was dark, and when he fumbled for his wand to cast a Tempus spell he found it was close to midnight. As he became a little more awake, he heard the raised voices from downstairs and groaned loudly. Sirius and Severus were arguing again and this time they hadn’t even chosen a decent time of day to do it in. Putting his head under the pillow, Remus tried to ignore them. A sudden crash from downstairs followed by an outbreak of even more shouting made him a little anxious, however, and grumbling he pulled his dressing gown on roughly and stomped downstairs. Throwing open the door of the kitchen, he stormed in to find Snape bent backwards half over the table with Sirius’ hands around his neck, apparently about to strangle him. Snape’s wand was pointed straight at Sirius’ head whereas Sirius had seemingly abandoned his in favour of a more physical approach.
“What the hell is going on?!” Remus cried in an exasperated tone. Shaking his head, he turned away. “Actually, forget it. If you two can’t stop squabbling like first years then I’m just going to leave you to it and go somewhere else.” It was rather obviously an empty threat - where was Remus going to stay, and especially at this time of night? But it had the required effect and the other two men separated and looked as sheepish as their expressions ever got - in Sirius’ case a well practised adorable look full of charm and regret, whilst Severus merely relaxed his sneer a little and shifted on his feet.
Sidling over, Sirius slid his arms around the werewolf, inside the loosely-tied dressing gown, his hands stroking over the bare skin. “I’m sorry Moony…” he whispered in his ear and kissed his neck with a very credible look of penitence. “How about I help you get back to sleep?” A slightly less innocent look had crept into those brown eyes as Sirius’ hands caressed Remus’ stomach. With a noise that sounded a little like “Harrumph!”, however, Severus had spoken up. “Oh yes, pretend to be sorry to get sex, why don’t you Black? Very Gryffindor.” he sneered at them both. Sirius turned to him with a snarl, but Remus was quicker. With a quick couple of spells, Severus was lying flat on his back, bound to the kitchen table with soft ties and a gag in his mouth.
Standing over him, Remus pulled back the Potion Master’s collar and licked at his collarbone before biting down hard in punishment. “Now don’t be jealous, Severus, there’s plenty enough of me for both of you.” Loosening the gag, he leant down and drew Severus into a deep kiss before he could retort, his tongue probing deeply into the welcoming mouth beneath him. Growling softly at this sight, Sirius came over to join them, his squabbles with Severus forgotten as he stroked one hand slowly up the bound man’s leg while he pressed kisses all over Remus’ back at the same time. “We’ll be good, Moony,” the Marauder promised. “Won’t we Severus?” Snape nodded eagerly, his hips unconsciously jerking upwards a little as his two lovers’ hands met at his groin and both squeezed lightly there.
Untying Severus with a hasty wave of his wand, Remus smiled to himself in triumph as he led his two now compliant lovers upstairs to the bed. Sometimes they were just too easy.
For: afairytalestory!
Title: Manipulation
Involving: Sirus, Remus and Severus
Word Count: 580
Rating: Uhm. R? Well, probably not that bad. But implications of sex and some very mild smut/bondage.
Prompt Given: Midnight
Remus awoke muzzily to find himself alone in the huge bed. It was dark, and when he fumbled for his wand to cast a Tempus spell he found it was close to midnight. As he became a little more awake, he heard the raised voices from downstairs and groaned loudly. Sirius and Severus were arguing again and this time they hadn’t even chosen a decent time of day to do it in. Putting his head under the pillow, Remus tried to ignore them. A sudden crash from downstairs followed by an outbreak of even more shouting made him a little anxious, however, and grumbling he pulled his dressing gown on roughly and stomped downstairs. Throwing open the door of the kitchen, he stormed in to find Snape bent backwards half over the table with Sirius’ hands around his neck, apparently about to strangle him. Snape’s wand was pointed straight at Sirius’ head whereas Sirius had seemingly abandoned his in favour of a more physical approach.
“What the hell is going on?!” Remus cried in an exasperated tone. Shaking his head, he turned away. “Actually, forget it. If you two can’t stop squabbling like first years then I’m just going to leave you to it and go somewhere else.” It was rather obviously an empty threat - where was Remus going to stay, and especially at this time of night? But it had the required effect and the other two men separated and looked as sheepish as their expressions ever got - in Sirius’ case a well practised adorable look full of charm and regret, whilst Severus merely relaxed his sneer a little and shifted on his feet.
Sidling over, Sirius slid his arms around the werewolf, inside the loosely-tied dressing gown, his hands stroking over the bare skin. “I’m sorry Moony…” he whispered in his ear and kissed his neck with a very credible look of penitence. “How about I help you get back to sleep?” A slightly less innocent look had crept into those brown eyes as Sirius’ hands caressed Remus’ stomach. With a noise that sounded a little like “Harrumph!”, however, Severus had spoken up. “Oh yes, pretend to be sorry to get sex, why don’t you Black? Very Gryffindor.” he sneered at them both. Sirius turned to him with a snarl, but Remus was quicker. With a quick couple of spells, Severus was lying flat on his back, bound to the kitchen table with soft ties and a gag in his mouth.
Standing over him, Remus pulled back the Potion Master’s collar and licked at his collarbone before biting down hard in punishment. “Now don’t be jealous, Severus, there’s plenty enough of me for both of you.” Loosening the gag, he leant down and drew Severus into a deep kiss before he could retort, his tongue probing deeply into the welcoming mouth beneath him. Growling softly at this sight, Sirius came over to join them, his squabbles with Severus forgotten as he stroked one hand slowly up the bound man’s leg while he pressed kisses all over Remus’ back at the same time. “We’ll be good, Moony,” the Marauder promised. “Won’t we Severus?” Snape nodded eagerly, his hips unconsciously jerking upwards a little as his two lovers’ hands met at his groin and both squeezed lightly there.
Untying Severus with a hasty wave of his wand, Remus smiled to himself in triumph as he led his two now compliant lovers upstairs to the bed. Sometimes they were just too easy.