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Who: Remus Lupin, Severus Snape
Where: Remus' flat in Edinburgh
When: 5 September 2001 (backdated)
Rating: NC-17 for strong (and we do mean strong) adult content.
Status: Complete

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"And I... should be good enough... to accomodate you, should I?" A brief smirk flitted across his lips, chased away when Severus tightened his lips to keep hold of the moan threatening to come out. "Very well," he murmured, not sounding nearly as put out as he could have as he leaned back, hand only temporarily leaving Remus' length for his hip. Both hands gripped his hips tightly and Severus glanced at his face again as if to be sure before he tugged on him hard, pulling his hips off the bed and into his lap instead, his length sinking that much deeper into Remus. This time, there was no stopping the moan that broke free and Severus bit his lip to keep any more inside.

One experimental roll of his hips pushed him deeper inside, enough to leave him gasping before he gave into Remus' pleas and gave it his all, one hand leaving Remus' hip to grasp his prick again. "Better?" He asked as he gave another roll of his hips that buried him inside.

How Severus was still able to tease (with words, that is) was completely and totally beyond Remus. Remus didn't have the capacity to answer, and instead replied with just a 'look'. However, hearing the strangled sounds Severus was making was enough to ensure that he wasn't completely emotionally cut-off. Remus saw the look and all he could do was nod. He knew damn well that he would be unable to walk well tomorrow but he also didn't give a damn either. With a deep breath, Remus forced himself to relax and none too soon. Remus couldn't have contained the moan even if he had tried. Severus was so deeply inside him now, Remus feeling every tiny movement. A shift brought Severus' cock in line with his prostate and sparks exploded before his eyes.

"Fuck," Remus breathed, giving himself over to cursing rather than saying anything eloquent. His hands grasped anywhere on Severus' body that he could easily hold onto, feeling the movement as Severus slid in and out of his body. "Better, yes," Remus ground out, squeezing his inner muscles around Severus' cock. "And close... hell... Severus..."

That sudden need to grasp, to hang onto something was one that Severus could easily agree with when Remus suddenly tightened around him. His own grip tightened around the hot length pressing into his palm and he pushed forward again, aiming for that spot that Remus seemed to enjoy so much. Merlin, that he enjoyed too, if that was the way that Remus would react every time he slid over it. A low moan came grinding out of him at his name on Remus' lips and said like that. "Merlin," he gasped, hips stuttering forward, free hand clenching around his hip to drag them together again.

Severus quickly covered with a murmured 'Good', and bent over Remus, nibbling his throat with his lips and teeth. "Good," he repeated, trying to hold back the growing pressure in his groin. He'd be damned if he was going to come before Remus did.

Nothing existed in Remus' world beyond the bed that was holding them up and Severus. Everything else... teaching, the war, Death Eaters, life itself... all seemed insignificant when he found himself intertwined in Severus' arms. Closing his eyes, Remus memorized this feeling, Severus' weight atop him and the soft noises he was making. As if Remus couldn't hear the low groans and the murmured name. If anything, he would carry the tone of Severus' voice with him, even though he refused to believe this was going to be a one night stand.

He couldn't hold back. As much as he had wanted to, there was no way that he could. Remus' entire body tensed, the release he had been so desperately seeking finally came. Severus' name was on his lips, the final syllable turning into more of a growl than anything. Remus held Severus close, his body attempting to coax his orgasm.