[Quote: "What would you do if I kissed you right now?"
Rating: NC17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
P.O.V.: 3rd Person
A/N: SLIGHT HALF-BLOOD PRINCE REFERENCE/SPOILER!
ALSO, A BIG DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILER AS WELL!
So….er…..You've been fairly warned, I think, if you haven't read either. Although you must truly be an alien to have not read either by now….. Freak. :) But if you're in some bizarre country where the release date for you is like in 2034, then I forgive you. In ANY case, if you haven't read those two books, skip.this.chapter. Last warning. The End.
And I'm not sure if the Marauders ever found the Room of Requirement but I'm going to, like every HP fanfiction writer does, pretend as though they did.
AGAIN – DEATHLY HALLOWS SPOILERS AHEAD.
Severus Snape stared blankly at Professor Slughorn as the large man explained antidotes and the theorems with it.
Scathingly bored and not willing to oblige to the theorem, Snape scribbled, "Just shove a bezoar down their throats," into his old, tattered potions book.
He heard sniggering so Snape turned his head to see who it was who was laughing, and quite possibly what the laughter was about.
It was Black (Snape rolled his eyes) and he appeared to be shaking with laughter at a piece of parchment on his desk before him. Snape turned his attention back to Slughorn.
"And so," Slughorn said jovially about twenty minutes later, "since we are just nearly out of time, I wish for you all to choose a partner and for each pairing, I will give one poison. It is your jobs to identify the poison and brew its antidote over the weekend!"
Immediately, James Potter yelled out, "Hey, Lily!"
"Now, now, Mr. Potter," Slughorn said with a grin on his face. "I thought we'd mix everyone up, each pair must consist of one Gryffindor and one Slytherin."
Snape actually almost laughed at the irony of the situation. Pairing Gryffindors and Slytherins up for a project concerning poison….it was laughable! But before he could even smile, he got distracted when he realized he had a chance to get Lily as a partner. He wasn't sure if she had forgiven him yet, however, for calling her a mudblood the year before. He had suffered almost ten months without her companionship. A huge part of him knew she would never forgive him, but he had to try. He just had to.
Standing up, Snape did his best to hide his nervousness and eagerness. He approached Lily; she looked at him sourly.
"Would you…" but he never finished his sentence.
"No, I would not, Severus Snape." Lily said firmly. Through her bitterness, Snape thought he saw a glimmer of sorrow within her large, beautiful green eyes.
"Lily…" Snape was interrupted by Slughorn.
"Mr. Snape! Miss Evans! I don't think it'd be fair to have the two most brilliant minds in this class pair up, do you?" Slughorn smiled. Snape wanted to punch him.
"No, Mr. Lupin, how about you pair up with Mr. Snape? Yes, I think that'd work quite well," and with that, Slughorn bounded off. Remus Lupin took a few unsure steps towards Snape. Snape held himself from rolling his eyes and watched as Lily was paired up with some large, gnarly haired Slytherin girl whose name escaped Snape's mind entirely. At least she wasn't paired up with some boy. Regardless, Snape was sure Lily would not escape countless mudblood callings over the weekend.
"Everyone line up with your partners!" Slughorn didn't have to yell. Nobody was even remotely thrilled with their pairings and so found no need to talk.
Slowly, everybody lined up and Slughorn began handing vials of poison out; one vial per pairing. Snape was handed a dark gray poison that was warm to the touch. He already knew what it was.
"We can meet in the library later, if you'd like," Lupin suggested quietly. Snape sighed. Lupin was, at least, the most well behaved out of he, Potter, Black and Pettigrew. There was that whole frightening werewolf factor about him though. Snape tried to remember what phase the moon was last he looked at it. After a fair bit of thought, he was relieved to remember the moon was a little past its waning crescent phase.
Snape suddenly remembered Lupin had spoken and what he had said so as a reply, Snape nodded and said, "After dinner."
The bell rang, releasing them to lunch.
After double Defense Against the Dark Arts hours later, Snape found himself at the Slytherin table in the Great Hall for dinner. He poked at some pork chops even though he didn't really feel like eating. He took one bite of his food before deciding not to eat at all. It had been like this for months now. He was drastically underweight these days but he didn't care at all and nobody seemed to notice anyway.
He watched as James Potter entered the hall and was greeted by Lily giving him a hug. Snape suddenly felt as though he'd vomit, so he grabbed his things, stood up quickly and walked away; he wasn't sure if he was heading toward the bathroom or to the library to wait for Lupin.
When it came to the point where he had absolutely had to choose, he realized the sick feeling had passed and so turned in the direction of the library and arrived shortly thereafter.
He had barely taken ten steps into the Library when Lupin caught up with him, breathless.
"Stalking me, Lupin?" Snape spoke smoothly.
"I thought you looked upset…" Lupin began. "When you left…so I followed you. Are you alright?" Lupin seemed genuinely concerned.
"It's none of your concern," Snape said quietly; he didn't sound as mean as he wanted to.
"Oh… Well, I'm sorry," Lupin said coyly.
They arrived to the back of the Library where there were several armchairs and a table centered between them. Snape set his bag down on the table and pulled out his potions book and the vial of poison.
"Did you understand any of that stuff in class today?" Lupin asked, it was obvious he hadn't.
"No need," Snape said confidently. "We got the easiest poison possible."
"Really?" Lupin asked. Snape fought back rolling his eyes once more.
"It's just a standard Hemlock poison," Snape explained. "Its antidote is sort of difficult, but nothing we can't complete tonight."
Lupin nodded vacantly. Lupin was by no means a poor Potions student; he did quite well, but he was pretty sure nobody understood the theorems that day. He was quite sure even Snape didn't understand it so it was a good thing they lucked out with the Hemlock poison.
"I don't want to work in here," Lupin said absent-mindedly. It was true, the library was cramped and was slowly being filled up with other pairs from potions class. It became apparent that Slughorn had also made the Hufflepuffs and Ravenclaws mingle, but that was hardly an issue. It wasn't an issue at all, actually. The only house that was problematic was Slytherin.
"And just where else could we work, Lupin?" Snape said hotly.
"The Come and Go Room," Lupin replied easily.
"The what?" Snape asked, entirely befuddled.
"Here, I'll show you."
They slowly made their way up to the seventh floor. Snape thought Lupin was possibly playing a prank and a very bad one at that. They arrived at a blank wall where Lupin began to pace.
"What, may I ask, are you…" Snape stopped speaking when a door took form in front of them.
"The Come and Go Room or also, the Room of Requirement," Lupin stated simply.
"I…" Snape was at a loss for words.
"It only appears when you're in most need of it, and," Lupin opened the door and waved for Snape to walk within.
Inside, the walls were lined with shelves absolutely full of potions ingredients. In the center of the room was a table with two cauldrons atop it. Next to the cauldrons, were gloves, vials, and stirring spoons. Towards the back of the room was a large green couch. Severus fought his jaw from dropping.
"It comes equipped with whatever you need most at the time." Lupin said brightly.
Snape wandered further inside and followed the walls, looking at all the potions ingredients.
"This is," Snape said, smiling, actually smiling, at Lupin, "most excellent."
Lupin stood as he watched Snape, behaving like a kid in a toy shop, grabbing at everything they'd need for the antidote. He placed them all on the table looking quite pleased. Lupin walked forward and stood across the table from Snape.
Feeling suddenly very warm, Lupin took of his cloak and threw it on the floor. Snape thought for a moment, considering carefully how thin he looked without his robes on, finally deciding he didn't care if Lupin showed concern. He took off his robes, revealing his thin frame that hardly had enough shape to it to hold up his fading black slacks and his slightly too large white collared shirt.
Lupin's eyes widened immediately and Snape knew he noticed but was pleased when Lupin didn't say anything.
A half hour later, they had the first third of the potion complete. They had to, at that point, wait fifty minutes before adding or doing anything else to the potion.
"Is there a timer in here?" Snape asked.
"I see one up there on the shelf." Lupin pointed. Snape turned and looked before also spotting it. He walked over and grabbed it. He set the timer to forty-five minutes and then looked around almost hopelessly.
"We can sit," Lupin pointed to the couch in the back. Without paying attention to Snape's facial reply, he went and sat down on it himself. Snape shrugged and followed suit.
They sat in silence for several minutes.
"Do you love Lily?" Lupin suddenly asked. The question almost physically startled Snape.
"I…don't think that concerns you." Snape spoke slowly.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I just thought…"
"Do you love her?" Snape asked and he didn't know why. It did seem, at times, that he and Lily hung out too much. Maybe Snape was just being paranoid, however.
"Oh, as a friend, of course," Lupin replied nodding. "But other than that, no," Lupin seemed to be choosing his words carefully.
Lupin stared at Snape for a long time before sighing.
"I'm gay, Severus."
Snape was, again, almost physically startled by these words. Firstly because of his confession and secondly because he called him by his first name.
"A werewolf and a queer. How endearing," Snape said coldly. Lupin looked deeply hurt; his amber eyes showed his emotions very clearly. Snape regretted what he had said.
"I," Snape paused. "I'm sorry. That was unkind."
It took several moments before Lupin seemed to have accepted his apology.
Lupin readjusted how he sat. He went from merely sitting forward to bending one of his legs and resting his other atop it, allowing it to dangle over the couch cushion as it had been previously. He did this to better face Snape. It was around then that Snape realized they were sitting rather closely.
"You're thin, Severus," Lupin's voice was just merely above a whisper and was laced in concern.
"When," Snape snarled, "Did I say you could call me by my first name?" He mostly wanted the subject to change and he would rather they sit in anger at one another than have Lupin harp him about his weight.
"Sorry," Lupin said; Snape sighed.
"No, it's fine," Snape said, not knowing why. He rested his head against the top of the back cushion of the couch, closing his eyes.
"I just haven't felt like eating," Snape said, barely moving his lips.
"Why?" Lupin asked.
"I just haven't." Snape said sharply. He hoped the tone of his voice got through to Lupin as to drop the subject.
"Severus," Lupin said softly. Snape opened his eyes and turned his head in Lupin's direction.
"What would you do if I kissed you right now?"
Snape stared.
"A bit bold, don't you think?" Snape replied after a moment.
"It's just," Lupin blushed, "seeing you sit like that, your neck exposed and your Adam's apple protruding…."
Snape stared.
Snape absent-mindedly covered his neck with one of his hands. Lupin laughed. Once Snape realized what he had done, he laughed as well, surprising himself.
Lupin grabbed the wrist of the hand covering Snape's neck. Snape stopped laughing and his smile fell.
"Do unhand me."
"Do you love Lily?" Remus asked again.
"I do," Snape gave in and even felt his eyes begin to ever so slightly water.
"Then why aren't you with her?"
"Why would she have me?" Snape sneered, disgusted. "I mean look at me."
"You're beautiful, Severus," Lupin said softly, honestly.
There was a pause between them. Why did Snape not feel entirely disturbed by this current situation? Why didn't he freak out when Lupin told him he was gay?
"I called her a mudblood." Snape said suddenly, tears welling in his eyes again. He would do anything to take back that day.
"I'm sure you'll remember," Snape whispered.
Lupin nodded slowly, taking his hand away from Snape's wrist and moving it to caress Snape's hair and then he softly stroked Snape's cheek.
"I wouldn't kill you," Snape murmured and readjusted himself to mirror the way Lupin was sitting; their knees knocked into each other. He allowed his dark eyes to meet Lupin's amber.
"What?" Lupin asked, confused.
"If you kissed me," Snape answered.
Lupin smiled weakly and Snape took notice of a faintly pink, thin scar stretching from Lupin's left eyebrow down to the side of his chin. He knew what it was immediately and felt some form of pity for the boy.
They stared at one another for a while and Snape wondered if Lupin was going to kiss him or not. He didn't care either way even though some physical contact sounded great at the moment even if it was from another boy.
Gradually, Lupin's shaking hand reached out and grabbed Snape's tie and tugged Snape forward. Their lips met softly and briefly. Lupin was just about to pull away, unsure if Snape would allow more than one kiss, when Snape grabbed Lupin's tie and pulled him back in for another kiss.
In all honesty, Snape had only once kissed another person – Lily, and even that kiss was very brief so he wasn't entirely keen on what he was doing.
Their kiss deepened and soon their tongues were incorporated. Before Snape realized what he was doing, he was pulling Lupin, slowly and carefully, onto his body as he laid backwards onto the couch.
Lupin timidly put his weight onto Snape's frail body. Their mouths continued to kiss when Snape suddenly, very softly, bucked his hips into Lupin's. They both fought back moans.
Lupin pulled from the kiss and very randomly kissed Snape's large hooked nose before going down to the dark haired boy's neck.
As Lupin did this, he lifted his chest slightly so he could unbutton Snape's shirt. Once all the buttons were undone, he stopped kissing Snape's neck and sat up on his knees to take off his own shirt. He looked down to see Snape's bony, heaving torso peeking through the shirt not yet entirely pulled open. Lupin took the liberty in pulling the shirt entirely open and found he felt sad, looking at how thin Snape was, but he also strangely found Snape to be extremely beautiful this way; fragile like him. He bent down and took one of Severus' nipples in his mouth and sucked; Snape inhaled sharply and bucked again.
Snape wasn't sure where the line would be drawn. Should there even be one? He just wasn't sure. All he was sure of was his cock was becoming increasingly harder by the second.
"Severus, you can touch me, you know," Lupin said suddenly. He was right, Snape realized, and he felt foolish for it, the entire time he had been laying still as he allowed Lupin to ravish him.
"Sorry, I," Snape actually blushed, "I sort of forgot."
Lupin smiled. "It's alright."
Lupin was sitting upright again but this time instead of just continuing to kiss Snape, he nervously reached for the buckle of Snape's belt. Lupin's eyes met Snape's, asking. Snape thought for a moment again on where the line was but decided it wasn't here. He nodded at Remus and his breathing became increasingly heavier by the moment.
Lupin unbuckled Snape's belt and proceeded to unbutton his pants as well. Before pulling Snape's pants down, however, he took delicate notice to Snape's bony hip bones. They protruded so much Lupin wondered exactly how often Snape ate. He thumbed each of the hip bones vacantly for a few moments, thinking.
As he did this, Snape let out an unexpected moan. The moan startled both Snape and Lupin. After the shock died away, Lupin grinned and pushed his thumbs into Snape's hipbones roughly. Snape moaned again. Amused, Lupin did this a few more times before finally pulling both Snape's pants and undergarments off revealing Snape's erect cock.
Snape looked at Lupin shyly, and he suddenly felt way too exposed.
Almost as though reading his mind, Lupin spoke, "It's alright, Severus."
Even though these words in truth didn't hold a lot of meaning, they really just felt like generic soothing words, Snape relaxed and gave Lupin a look that beckoned him to continue.
Lupin smiled quickly at Snape before bending down and taking Snape into his mouth. Snape moaned louder than he ever had in his entire life. His fingers dug into the cushions of the couch.
Lupin put as much of Snape as he could into his mouth before taking his mouth off completely. Snape squeaked at the loss of moisture and heat. Lupin smiled kindly before taking one of his hands and pumping Snape's shaft, using his saliva as a lubricant to pump quickly. Snape moaned and arched his back causing his hip bones to protrude even more.
A random idea struck Lupin. He released his grip on Snape's cock and put his mouth back on it. He began to bob his head as he sucked Snape's cock but with his hands, he dug his thumbs into Snape's hipbones again.
Snape moaned louder still and bucked three times before coming into Lupin's mouth. Lupin swallowed all of Snape's seed before releasing both his mouth's grip on his cock and his hands from Snape's, now probably bruised, hips.
After a few moments of staring at Snape's body once more, he crawled back up and planted a kiss on Snape's mouth.
Putting his mouth to Snape's ear, Lupin whispered, "May I fuck you, Severus?"
Snape froze momentarily at the thought. Where was that line? Was it ever going to show up?
Placing his hands lightly on Lupin's sides, Snape closed his eyes and nodded.
"Are you sure?" Lupin asked.
Snape took a moment to think this over, he really did. He tried to possibly force the boundary line to appear but it just faded away almost the moment it appeared.
"Yes," Snape whispered.
Lupin stood up and walked over to the table and grabbed his wand.
Before laying back down on top of Snape, Lupin took off his pants and boxers knowing full well Snape was staring at his cock.
Lupin stood on his knees, between the space of Snape's legs. Lupin muttered a spell and instantly, his cock was covered in lubricant. He placed his wand carefully between his teeth for a few moments while he angled Snape's lower half to rest atop Lupin's inclining thighs. He pointed the wand at Snape's opening and muttered the same spell. Snape instantly felt awkwardly moist down there.
Looking around momentarily, Lupin seemed to spot something. He pointed his wand and said, "Accio pebble!" and caught the pebble he summoned in his hand. Lupin then transfigured the pebble into a thick throw pillow. He placed the pillow where his knees held Snape's lower body up.
Snape just watched Lupin in mild awe. He had underestimated the werewolf in his abilities.
"Um…" Lupin mumbled, looking around, appearing unsure.
"Okay," Lupin's voice shook. "I'm going to… prepare you."
Snape just stared as Lupin inserted a finger into his ass.
Snape made a strange, struggled noise through his nose.
"Sorry, it gets better," Lupin explained softly. He pulled his finger out and put it back in, over and over before inserting and second and then third finger into Snape's ass. Snape closed his eyes tightly and gritted his teeth as Lupin scissored his fingers within him. After a while, the pain subsided and it didn't seem so bad. Still, he wondered if he should change his mind on the entire idea. But the boundary line hadn't seemed to surface yet. Snape was too curious and too bizarrely aroused for the line to even dare make an entrance.
"Okay," Lupin pulled his fingers out. He looked at Snape again for permission; Snape nodded.
Lupin placed the head of his cock to Snape's entrance and in one fluid movement, he shoved his head inside. Snape yelped and his entire body gave a jolt.
Placing one hand on either side of Snape to support himself, Lupin began to very slowly push his length inside of Snape. Snape made another struggled noise through his nose as he clutched the couch cushions more than ever at this point.
"Do you want me to stop?" Lupin suddenly asked, seeing how pained Snape seemed.
"No," Snape growled through his gritted teeth
Once his cock was entirely within Snape, he bucked once more and Snape screamed.
He pulled out slowly and pushed back in, and over time, Snape's snarls turned into pants and moans….his hands went from clutching the couch to digging his nails into Lupin's back.
Lupin's pace quickened considerably and Snape yelped very loudly in ecstasy when Lupin realized he hit Snape's prostate. So he hit there again and Snape cried out even louder. Snape's noises where turning Lupin on more than he thought possible…. And then there was the fact that his cock was currently deeply embezzled in Snape's ass. He pumped harder and faster in and out of Snape, being sure to hit Snape's spot every time.
They were both covered in a light coat of sweat by the time Lupin came into Snape. He pulled out and collapsed onto Snape. They panted in rhythm as they both relaxed.
Lupin had just began to lightly kiss at the underside of Snape's chin when the buzzer went off. Lupin waited for Snape to shove him off but instead, Snape grabbed Lupin's wand, which had fallen to the floor and he turned the buzzer off. He made no attempt to shove Lupin off to finish the potion.
"Severus?" Lupin said.
"Fuck it," Snape replied, "we can make the antidote tomorrow."
Lupin grinned and kissed Snape's neck once more.
