I slammed the stall door behind me and bent over the toilet, breathing heavily. Shivers ran up and down my spine as I tried my best not to vomit. Remus kissed me, but that wasn't what bothered me. Not to say it didn't bother me, but there was a more pressing issue. I was hard. As soon as his lips touched mine, a fire had spread through my body. It made my fingertips tingle and the heat accumulated in my groin. It was that that set me off. The fact that even after all this time and heartache he still affected me, that I wanted him despite everything I'd tried to tell myself tonight. The proof was sitting in my lap and my arousal made me sick. I remembered the feel of his hand on my face and I shuddered at the ghost of his touch. My cock was hard enough to be uncomfortable and I knew it wasn't going to go down on its own. I should probably take care of it, I thought. But masturbating in a public bathroom was not something I wanted to be doing at the moment. I should be out in the auditorium watching my godson's graduation, not hiding crouched over a toilet horny and sick!

Cursing myself, I unzipped my jeans. I pushed them down my legs, carrying my briefs with them. I needed to get this over with before someone came in to do their business. I spit into my hand and wrapped it around my stiff member. It throbbed hotly under my palm. I took a shaky breath and began to slide my hand up and down my length. It wasn't long before my breathing got heavy and I picked up the pace. I allowed my mind to wander and images of Remus flashed behind my eyes. I thought about his long, slender fingers touching me, ghosting over every inch of my body like they used to. I wondered how it would feel to have them pushed inside me while his lips were wrapped around my cock; or better yet, his cock stiff and heavy in my mouth as I tasted his secret flavor of musk and pure Remus. I moaned at the thought of swallowing him down to the root while he finger-fucked me. I stuffed my knuckles in my mouth to keep myself from making any more noise as I felt myself getting closer to the edge. The thought of Remus's sex buried up my ass as he pounded into me hard into the mattress had me frantically pulling on my prick. With a final upwards stroke, my body jerked and I bit down on my knuckles as I sprayed hot jizz all over the bathroom stall. I stood there, panting, as my cock deflated and I shoved it back into my jeans. The release had left me empty and unsatisfied, not to mention extremely guilty. Grabbing some toilet paper, I wiped up the mess I'd made of myself and the stall wall and floor. When I was finished I flushed the wadded up paper down the toilet and unlocked the stall door. I took a deep breath to steady myself before pushing it open and walking out. I immediately headed for the sinks with my head bowed low. I didn't notice the other person in the room until they spoke.

"Well that was… enlightening."

I cursed loudly and snapped my head up to look. Much to my horror, there stood Remus with his arms folded, leaning against the wall by the hand driers. He didn't look pleased.

"H-how long have you been-!" I stammered. I was thoroughly embarrassed, but there was a chance he had just come in and hadn't witnessed my reaction to him.

"Well, you rushed off in a panic and I was worried so I followed you. Got here just in time for you to finish up," he replied, seemingly in nonchalance, but in his voice were hidden undertones of malice and his eyes were dark and emotionless. He pushed himself off the wall and stalked towards me. I didn't realize I was backing up until my back hit the cold tile wall. Before I could move to the side, Remus was right in front of me. Something dark radiated from him and I found myself trapped in his aura, paralyzed. Remus placed his arms on either side of my head, invading my personal space and pushing our bodies together. I gasped when I felt his arousal, hard against my thigh.

"What are you-!" Before I could finish my sentence, Remus grabbed my chin and lifted my face until it was level with his own.

"You know, if you wanted a release you could have just said so," he said, his face a breath away from mine. Something in his stare made me shiver in in anticipation, fear, and…. What was that? Pleasure?! His face was the very definition of calm, but deep in his eyes sparked an untamed anger.

"What do you mean by that?" I asked in a voice that showed him exactly how shaken up I was.

"Don't play dumb with me!" he growled and he ground his hips into mine. I bit my lip t keep from gasping again as my cock gave an interested and entirely unwanted twitch.

"What?" I said.

"What were you just doing Sev? Were you not touching yourself? Maybe you were thinking of me," he smirked and I felt the blush creep up my face.

"No! T-that was…" I stammered. He ground himself against me again and I couldn't stop the cry from escaping me. "Stop!"

"No," he said calmly. "I'm not going to." With that he bit my lip hungrily as he continued to press himself against me. My body reacted on its own and my hips bucked into his advance. I moaned, half in frustration at myself, and felt him smile at my distress before he covered my mouth with his, stifling any noise. His hand made its way up to my hair and he wound his fingers in the strands, tugging lightly. I gasped and Remus took the opportunity to explore the inside of my mouth with his tongue. Despite my conflicting urges, I reciprocated his kiss. He kissed me until I was dizzy and the grinding of our hips fell into a steady rhythm. My mind was in a fog, but a distant voice screamed at me to stop. He felt so good. After all this time, he still felt amazingly good and it felt so right despite—

Snapping to my senses, I pushed against his chest roughly. "STOP!" I yelled. Remus stilled his movements, but more from surprise at the order than actually following it.

"You want me to stop now?"

He loosened his grip on my chin and his hand fell from my hair. I felt the tears start to form, but I willed them not to fall as I looked him in the eyes. "How dare you. After what you did…"

He narrowed his eyes in confusion. "What?"

I pushed him away from me and hugged my arms to myself as if in protection. We sat in silence for a few moments before he tried to speak. "What are you talking about?"

I shook my head and began walking to the door.

"Wait, Sev, explain to me what's going on! What do you mean?" he asked, catching my wrist as I tried to walk past him.

I snorted. "As if you don't know." I faced him with the best glare I could muster on my face. "You disgust me. After showing up with him, you have the gall to come onto me and even stoop so low as to attack me in the bathroom."

He shook his head but let go of my wrist. "I really don't know what you're talking about, Sev." I glared at him and he seemed hurt. "What did I do to make you hate me so much? You walked out of my life and you never told me why."

I stared at him. He looked so defeated. I wanted to reach out and comfort him like I used to. A sudden spike of anger colored my memories as I remembered why exactly I had walked out of his life. I felt the anger and hurt rise to the surface again, as if it was only yesterday I had walked these halls and loved this man. I sneered at him as the pain filed me. "What the hell are you playing at? Still think it would be funny to play with me? High school is over, Remus, grow up! Was bullying me really that much fun for you? I've had enough of you messing with my feelings. Just give it up!" I was practically yelling at him, but he didn't flinch.

"Look, Sev,"

"Don't call me that!" I snapped.

Remus was silent for a while and we just stood there, glaring at each other. I could tell Remus was thinking hard about something and when he finally spoke it was very calculated and careful, as if I was some crazed animal he was trying to soothe before capture.

"Look Severus, I honestly don't know what you're talking about. I don't remember doing anything with the intention of 'messing with your feelings', but I'm sorry if it seemed that way. Please, you have to believe me!"

"You… you honestly don't remember?" I asked weakly. "You don't even remember?! You lied to me! You swore you loved me, that it wasn't a joke or a prank, but you lied!" My anger rose again.

"What?!"

"YOU WERE IN LOVE WITH HIM!" I yelled.

Silence settled between us and I wanted nothing more than to get away from him. As I turned to leave, his voice stopped me. "What are you talking about?" he asked in genuine confusion. He sounded so hurt.

"The party," I choked out. "The start of the school year, senior year."