The Meredith Series

Title: Chocolate
Author:sa_kun On LJ
Rating: Sexual themes
Prompt Set: 50.1
Prompt: 047, chocolate
Word Count: 1212
Summary: Severus demonstrates his skills at seduction.
Warnings: A bit Charlie/Harry towards the end, but mostly Snape/Lupin.
Notes:

Chocolate | 047

—x—

“Oh...Severus—”

“Shut it, Lupin,” he growled. Biting back a smile, Remus nodded and held a hand over his mouth. “This is hardly a laughing matter.”

Adopting an expression that was almost sombre, Remus nodded again. But he wasn't really agreeing. “Of course it isn't.”

Something fell to the ground with a disgusting sound. “That damnable brat.”

Remus' mouth twitched. “Meredith did this?”

Severus scowled darkly and snapped, “'Accidental magic' my arse! That boy is a menace; I swear he does it deliberately!”

Unable to hold it in any longer, Remus burst out laughing, bending over to lean against the backrest of a nearby couch as he kept himself standing. Because Severus Snape, feared professor and Potions Master par excellence, exceptional duellist and with more than a fair bit of knowledge in the Dark Arts than most would be comfortable with...Remus laughed harder, clutching the cushion he was leaning over. Such a man...such a powerful, skilled man, being beaten by a three year old— “Iieh!” he yelped, fumbling and falling over, landing painfully hard on his behind. “Severus!”

Severus' head appeared over the couch, dark and foreboding. “I do not take ridicule lightly, wolf.”

“Ridicule, Severus? You are practically a walking tart! That is hardly a ridiculous matter. Far from it, in fact, it is practically delectable!” Remus smiled up at the dour man. “You have never smelled more—ouh!”

Perhaps it was the sound of the couch falling over, perhaps it was the sound of two full-grown men landing on the floor in a heap, but whatever it was Remus knew that Severus had anticipated something like this even before he had walked into the room. Because a sound as loud as that, no matter the source, was bound to wake a napping child.

Unless, he mused, a Silencing Barrier had been erected.

Growling lightly, ha grabbed fistfuls of Severus' lank hair, smudges of chocolate mousse there as well, and forced the man to roll over on his back. “Now, Severus,” he said lowly, eyes gleaming eerily, “you do not tackle a werewolf two days prior to a full moon with the intention of winning.”

Smirking, Severus raised his hips, slowly, then began rubbing against Remus'. “My dear werewolf,” he murmured silkily, his voice so dark and sensual that Remus shivered, his eyes almost closing, thoroughly unable to quench the needy moan that erupted from the back of his throat as a direct consequence. Severus continued, “I never had the slightest intention of winning. You, I'm afraid, are playing right into my hand.”

“Is that so, Severus?”

“Oh yes,” he drawled. “Randy, sexually frustrated werewolves are surprisingly simple to...play.”

“Fuck,” Remus swore, and then he threw caution and stupid Slytherin games and schemes to the wind and kissed the difficult, idiotic, hook-nosed Slytherin. “Oh,” he groaned, “how much chocolate did you feed that lad?”

“Oh,” he muttered, “a fair amount. Is the scent alluring you?”

“Damn you,” Remus groaned. Hand on Severus forehead, he bent his head back, then began kissing and nipping and licking the pale throat, savouring the chocolate and breathy moans of pleasure.

—x—

“Randy, randy, irrefutable wolf.”

Smiling, completely satisfied and sated, Remus slowly approached Severus and placed a single finger on the man's chest so that he could push him back. “If my memory serves me correct, Severus – which I am sure it does — you are most often the instigator, as it were.”

“It does not, then.”

“Oh,” Remus said quietly, and sat himself down in Severus' lap, “I don't think so. We'll take today as an example, shall we?”

Severus grew slightly tense, but soon there was a hand in Remus' damp hair, carding it through in rhythmic, regular motions. “If you wish,” he murmured.

“When I showed up today, you were covered in bits and smudges of chocolate mousse. You know what the scent of chocolate does to a werewolf at this time of the month.” Severus slight smirk told Remus that, yes, the man was quite aware of that. “Second, you know what your voice does to me, and how I feel about...aggressiveness.”

“I am not sure I do.”

Remus raised an eyebrow, and Severus returned it challengingly. “Hm. Anyway, as if a nice, thorough fuck on the floor wasn't enough, you saw it fit to instigate a lengthier...seduction in the bath. That you insisted we share.”

“Waste not,” Severus reprimanded lightly.

“Of course.” Hooking a finger under Severus' chin, he raised the man's head, and leaned down to kiss him. At about the exact same time that the door swung open.

“Oh God,” a strangled voice said and the door slammed shut.

Remus blinked at Severus, who raised an eyebrow. “Harry?” he called.

“All those...those weird stuff you need help and assistance with...”

“Yes?”

There was a short silence. “How long have you been involved?”

“Perhaps,” Severus drawled at great length, “you would be better off not knowing.”

—x—

“Oh,” Harry moaned as he crawled into bed with Charlie much later that night, “it was horrible. Absolutely horrible!”

“Harry?”

Harry whined and wriggled closer, shuffling across the bed until he was pressed up tight against his Dragon Keeper, nose against the man's shoulder. “I walked in on Severus and Remus! Doing things! Sexual things!”

“Uh...” Charlie blinked and then began shaking his head. “Dammit, Harry! I don't need mental images like that!”

“I didn't need the visual, either, but I'm not going to suffer alone!”

“Harry...” he sighed. He fingered Harry's unruly hair. “First time I met them both, remember what Snape said?”

Harry shrugged. “I can guess.”

“'Remus requested my input in a bargain', or something. If they're...it suddenly—” A hand slapped over his mouth. Harry raised his head, green eyes glaring surly.

“Shut it,” he muttered. “I don't need to hear it.” He bit his lip, frowning softly. “...Charlie... Remus was sitting on Severus' lap. Kissing him.”

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