Halloween Treat for Starduchess
Gift for: starduchess
From: reikokatsura
Title: Kiss or Kill
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Rating: Light R
Warnings: Um…implications of rough sex?
Summary: Werewolves, as legend states, are a Vampire's natural enemy. Snape knows; he just doesn't bloody care.
Notes: Have a Happy Halloween, starduchess (and everyone else, too!)
Snape slammed Lupin against the door and wrapped his fingers around his arm, hard enough to bruise. Lupin snarled, and Snape found himself shivering--a mixture of aroused delight and instinctive disgust. He brought his face to the crook of Lupin's neck, rubbed his nose against the rough, tanned skin, and inhaled.
Lupin smelled like so many things. He smelled like awkward smiles and lingering touches. He smelled like howling beasts and infected blood. Even as Snape's fangs traced the lines of bulging human veins, he couldn't quite vanquish the phantom feel of tangled fur beneath his fingers, or banish the image of a snarling snout against his face. He ignored the desire to rip out Lupin's throat and settled for a kiss.
Werewolves: a Vampire's natural enemy.
Snape urged his knee upward and the strangled groan that sounded in his ear made his cock jump and swell. He pressed harder and Lupin buckled. Snape knew they weren't going to make it to the bed--not this time.
That was alright, though. As long as Snape continued to want--to dominate a werewolf, to fuck his mate--he knew there'd always be a next time.
He'd make sure of it.