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Chapter 14
TITLE: Torn
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 14/?
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/RL, SS/RH
SPOILERS: OOP
WARNINGS: AU, M/M Slash, Masturbation, Rape, Violence, Mpreg
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, no money made.
SUMMARY: Lupin and Hagrid think about life, Severus, sex and other things. Mostly sex. (Got to keep up the NC17, right?)
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: For those with a preference, the point of veiw will alternate Lupin, Hagrid, Lupin, ect. The order was decided by a coin flip.
Beta: Sylvadin
Part-14
The last Marauder let his robe slip slowly off his shoulders then tossed it onto the gray surface of the vanity in the well-lit, slightly steamy bathroom. \'Not too bad for a werewolf pushing forty,\' he thought, eyeing himself critically in the full-length mirror as he ran a hand down his flat stomach. He was understandably proud of his tall, slim, well-muscled body.
And Remus had been around enough to know that he was quite nicely endowed.
Sirius had certainly liked it. He used to make the most amazing noises when Remus topped him.
He felt a little sadness as he thought of his old friend, though they had not been in love. At times they had some pretty amazing sex, but so had he and James. They had both been just \'fuck buddies\', not real lovers.
And sadly, neither of his friends would have condoned a relationship with Severus.
Sirius would not have approved of a lot of things. Would he even recognize Remus now? Except for the times they had spent in bed, he had suppressed the dominant part of his personality for the sake of keeping his friendship with James and Sirius.
They were the golden ones. He was just a hanger on, not beautiful, rich or athletic. He had forced himself to bend to their whims. It had been hard sometimes, forcing the wolf to submit. Being meek and deferring to those that acted like his betters eventually became second nature to him. It was only during the last few years of the war that the alpha wolf had really begun to reassert itself.
What would James and Sirius think of him now?
Putting aside the thoughts of his lost friends, the werewolf looked himself over, this time with a bit of a frown. Lupin sighed as his fingers touched an old faded scar that stretched from his left hip up to the center of his sternum. There were more, many more, from the days before he had the Wolfsbane potion that allowed him to keep his sanity during the full moon.
That was the one thing about his body the Gryffindor wished he could change. There could be no end to his curse, the moon was his mistress and would always rule his life to some extent, but he wished that he could at least remove the outer signs.
That he could offer Severus a body unmarked by the claws of his other half.
~-~-~
A sigh escaped Hagrid\'s lips as he patted his slightly protruding stomach thoughtfully. \'Always loved sweets too much.\' He shrugged and draped his shirt over the back of the large wooden chair. With a critical eye he looked down at his furry torso.
Some people liked a bit of hair on a man, that he knew for a fact. What did Severus think of his pelt? He had not seemed repulsed by the sight of his hairy chest by the lake. In fact the Slytherin had appeared quite interested in all of him. \'At least it\'s soft,\' the half-giant thought with a smile.
He recalled that Olympia had loved to run her fingers through it.
Nice woman, great in bed, but \'lympia managed to be both possessive and distant at the same time. Oh, she liked his body well enough, but she could do without his conversation. She was looking for a man that she could take to the Opera, and plays and such. The smell of a stable sent her into fits of disgust.
They broke things off by mutual consent after a little over a year and it only lasted that long because they did not spend much time together.
Still, the sex had been great.
But Hagrid was sure that it would be better with Severus Snape.
~-~-~
The hot water from the shower felt so good as it ran down his sparsely haired chest. Remus poured out a generous handful of soap and worked it into a thick lather between his palms. The feel of it was almost decadently luxurious, rubbing the slick stuff down his chest. Moving a hand over his skin, he found himself imagining that the hand caressing his nipples was much paler, with long supple fingers.
He closed his eyes and let himself delve into a fantasy about having Severus there in the shower with him. He skipped over his usual beginning to such a liaison, the part about undoing all those intriguing buttons. This time the Gryffindor was already aroused enough to move on to them both naked. He pictured long black hair standing out in stark contrast to the other man\'s pale face and neck. Remus wanted to brush the hair aside and lick that slick wet skin.
The Slytherin always smelled of cloves and honey. Some shampoo or soap perhaps? Remus touched himself as he allowed the memory of his one stolen kiss with the sleeping Potions Master to play out in his mind. But this time, instead of being one-sided, a warm tongue answered as he probed deeply between those soft lips.
~-~-~
The water in the large round tub was steaming hot and should have been soothing as Hagrid lay back against the side. Unfortunately his mind was working overtime so the heat only made him feel more aroused. Not that he needed any help in that regard. All it seemed to take these days were thoughts of a certain Slytherin\'s flushed face and shy glances to bring the little soldier to full attention.
Closing his eyes, the half-giant let his hand brush over his very aroused organ. The plump purple head bobbed up to peek out of the water. Now here was the beast that had brought him much attention when he was a student. Some had told him that it was his best feature. He still remembered when a first year boy had fainted at the sight of him wanking in the shower during his fourth year.
How would Severus react to his unconventional proportions? Thinking back to the lake, Hagrid smiled. He could picture the Slytherin clearly. The smaller wizard would be a little nervous, face flushed, eyes shining with need. He would be shy, casting smoldering glances at him from beneath those long thick lashes as he waited for Hagrid to make the first move.
Yes, he would wait for Hagrid to touch him, of that he was certain.
The half-giant lay back, stroking his thick cock as he imagined what that pale smooth skin would feel like under his fingers. Groaning, he let a callused hand play with his balls. His first image was of that almost tiny body spread beneath him, while he pounded into it. Sometimes he let himself go this way, but this time he changed the fantasy. Severus was so delicate, frail. Being completely overwhelmed and taken like that might be too much for him.
He let his mind come up with something better suited to their first time. A fantasy that he liked even more. Naked, pale, and so very delicate, his pretty Slytherin would be nervous, tentative, as he straddled Hagrid\'s hips. \'Want ter see him sit on me, takin\' my cock in him.\'
His hands ached to hold those slim hips and push them slowly down on him. At first just for a moment the intrusion would hurt. That is what the others said, but when the half-giant\'s cock touched that place inside him Severus would shiver and moan. \'Oh gods Hagrid! Please! Fuck me!\'
~-~-~
\'Hagrid was declaring his intentions towards me.\' The wolf in him had growled with fury. He had a rival. Hagrid wanted Severus! The man had the gall to try and claim his mate!
And how did the sexy Slytherin feel about having a half-giant courting him? The werewolf had seen it the way that his mate glanced up at him as he said it. The slight flush to his face, the bright sparkle in his black eyes, his body language could only mean one thing.
Severus wanted him to be jealous!
Oh, he would give that sultry little tease jealous! He growled low, as the fantasy took on a more dominant, demanding tone. \'I will show you what it is like to be taken!\' Remus bit is hand, wanting skin between his teeth. Not to draw blood, to injure, he needed to bite and suck until he left a vivid red mark on that pale throat.
The Gryffindor moaned as his soap slicked hand wrapped around his shaft. Even if Severus\' high collar hid the mark from the rest of the world, the fabric would rub against it all day, a constant reminder that he was owned.
~-~-~
Moaning aloud in sheer ecstasy, the half-giant\'s hand tightened almost convulsively around his cock. He knew that Severus would be tight, amazingly tight. It would be almost painful to fully enter him. But he wanted to go deeper, to make that sexy voice whimper and beg for it. He hissed and moved his hand faster, stroking his straining organ.
All he could think of was to push deep into that willing heat. In his fantasy Snape was very vocal. \"Please Rubeus, take me harder...\" He did not usually care for his first name, people only used it when he did something wrong. But the thought of that honey sweet voice shouting it during climax was arousing in the extreme.
The half-giant gasped as his balls tightened as release neared and his large callused hand was a blur on his uncut length. Gallons of water poured in waves over the sides of the old wooden tub as he thrust up into his hand. \"Sev\'rus,\" he moaned, \" Sev\'rus!\" Behind his tightly closed eyes he imagined that he could see the sleek pale body straddling his hips as he writhed and wriggled, impaled on his cock.
Hagrid came with a cry and the world went white.
~-~-~
\'Oh Merlin, fuck me Remus!\'
The silky voice would be low, hoarse with need. The werewolf felt the stream of hot water caress him as he leaned against the tiles with his left hand while the right stroked his hardness. He wanted to hear Severus beg.
In his fantasy he ordered Severus to his hands and knees. \'Yes, please!\' He could hear Snape\'s sexy voice whisper as that tight tempting arse was offered to him. Remus wanted to have sex with his sweet Slytherin in every way possible. But the wolf in him was an alpha, and it reveled in the thought of taking Snape in that submissive posture. The wolf wanted Severus this way, whimpering and pushing back against him, that exquisite voice begging for more.
Remus cried out as his climax sprayed against the shower wall. He almost collapsed with the intensity of his release. \"Severus,\" he sighed as his jealousy and possessiveness dissolved into post coital bliss. In the steamy shower he could almost feel his lover\'s body spooned against his chest.
~-~-~
\"Sev\'rus, I want yeh.\"
~-~-~
\"Severus, you will be mine.\"
tbc
AUTHOR: Ravenkiss
STATUS/PART: 14/?
EMAIL: Ravenkiss2000@yahoo.com
RATING: NC17
PAIRING: SS/RL, SS/RH
SPOILERS: OOP
WARNINGS: AU, M/M Slash, Masturbation, Rape, Violence, Mpreg
DISCLAIMER: Not mine, no money made.
SUMMARY: Lupin and Hagrid think about life, Severus, sex and other things. Mostly sex. (Got to keep up the NC17, right?)
AUTHOR\'S NOTES: For those with a preference, the point of veiw will alternate Lupin, Hagrid, Lupin, ect. The order was decided by a coin flip.
Beta: Sylvadin
Part-14
The last Marauder let his robe slip slowly off his shoulders then tossed it onto the gray surface of the vanity in the well-lit, slightly steamy bathroom. \'Not too bad for a werewolf pushing forty,\' he thought, eyeing himself critically in the full-length mirror as he ran a hand down his flat stomach. He was understandably proud of his tall, slim, well-muscled body.
And Remus had been around enough to know that he was quite nicely endowed.
Sirius had certainly liked it. He used to make the most amazing noises when Remus topped him.
He felt a little sadness as he thought of his old friend, though they had not been in love. At times they had some pretty amazing sex, but so had he and James. They had both been just \'fuck buddies\', not real lovers.
And sadly, neither of his friends would have condoned a relationship with Severus.
Sirius would not have approved of a lot of things. Would he even recognize Remus now? Except for the times they had spent in bed, he had suppressed the dominant part of his personality for the sake of keeping his friendship with James and Sirius.
They were the golden ones. He was just a hanger on, not beautiful, rich or athletic. He had forced himself to bend to their whims. It had been hard sometimes, forcing the wolf to submit. Being meek and deferring to those that acted like his betters eventually became second nature to him. It was only during the last few years of the war that the alpha wolf had really begun to reassert itself.
What would James and Sirius think of him now?
Putting aside the thoughts of his lost friends, the werewolf looked himself over, this time with a bit of a frown. Lupin sighed as his fingers touched an old faded scar that stretched from his left hip up to the center of his sternum. There were more, many more, from the days before he had the Wolfsbane potion that allowed him to keep his sanity during the full moon.
That was the one thing about his body the Gryffindor wished he could change. There could be no end to his curse, the moon was his mistress and would always rule his life to some extent, but he wished that he could at least remove the outer signs.
That he could offer Severus a body unmarked by the claws of his other half.
~-~-~
A sigh escaped Hagrid\'s lips as he patted his slightly protruding stomach thoughtfully. \'Always loved sweets too much.\' He shrugged and draped his shirt over the back of the large wooden chair. With a critical eye he looked down at his furry torso.
Some people liked a bit of hair on a man, that he knew for a fact. What did Severus think of his pelt? He had not seemed repulsed by the sight of his hairy chest by the lake. In fact the Slytherin had appeared quite interested in all of him. \'At least it\'s soft,\' the half-giant thought with a smile.
He recalled that Olympia had loved to run her fingers through it.
Nice woman, great in bed, but \'lympia managed to be both possessive and distant at the same time. Oh, she liked his body well enough, but she could do without his conversation. She was looking for a man that she could take to the Opera, and plays and such. The smell of a stable sent her into fits of disgust.
They broke things off by mutual consent after a little over a year and it only lasted that long because they did not spend much time together.
Still, the sex had been great.
But Hagrid was sure that it would be better with Severus Snape.
~-~-~
The hot water from the shower felt so good as it ran down his sparsely haired chest. Remus poured out a generous handful of soap and worked it into a thick lather between his palms. The feel of it was almost decadently luxurious, rubbing the slick stuff down his chest. Moving a hand over his skin, he found himself imagining that the hand caressing his nipples was much paler, with long supple fingers.
He closed his eyes and let himself delve into a fantasy about having Severus there in the shower with him. He skipped over his usual beginning to such a liaison, the part about undoing all those intriguing buttons. This time the Gryffindor was already aroused enough to move on to them both naked. He pictured long black hair standing out in stark contrast to the other man\'s pale face and neck. Remus wanted to brush the hair aside and lick that slick wet skin.
The Slytherin always smelled of cloves and honey. Some shampoo or soap perhaps? Remus touched himself as he allowed the memory of his one stolen kiss with the sleeping Potions Master to play out in his mind. But this time, instead of being one-sided, a warm tongue answered as he probed deeply between those soft lips.
~-~-~
The water in the large round tub was steaming hot and should have been soothing as Hagrid lay back against the side. Unfortunately his mind was working overtime so the heat only made him feel more aroused. Not that he needed any help in that regard. All it seemed to take these days were thoughts of a certain Slytherin\'s flushed face and shy glances to bring the little soldier to full attention.
Closing his eyes, the half-giant let his hand brush over his very aroused organ. The plump purple head bobbed up to peek out of the water. Now here was the beast that had brought him much attention when he was a student. Some had told him that it was his best feature. He still remembered when a first year boy had fainted at the sight of him wanking in the shower during his fourth year.
How would Severus react to his unconventional proportions? Thinking back to the lake, Hagrid smiled. He could picture the Slytherin clearly. The smaller wizard would be a little nervous, face flushed, eyes shining with need. He would be shy, casting smoldering glances at him from beneath those long thick lashes as he waited for Hagrid to make the first move.
Yes, he would wait for Hagrid to touch him, of that he was certain.
The half-giant lay back, stroking his thick cock as he imagined what that pale smooth skin would feel like under his fingers. Groaning, he let a callused hand play with his balls. His first image was of that almost tiny body spread beneath him, while he pounded into it. Sometimes he let himself go this way, but this time he changed the fantasy. Severus was so delicate, frail. Being completely overwhelmed and taken like that might be too much for him.
He let his mind come up with something better suited to their first time. A fantasy that he liked even more. Naked, pale, and so very delicate, his pretty Slytherin would be nervous, tentative, as he straddled Hagrid\'s hips. \'Want ter see him sit on me, takin\' my cock in him.\'
His hands ached to hold those slim hips and push them slowly down on him. At first just for a moment the intrusion would hurt. That is what the others said, but when the half-giant\'s cock touched that place inside him Severus would shiver and moan. \'Oh gods Hagrid! Please! Fuck me!\'
~-~-~
\'Hagrid was declaring his intentions towards me.\' The wolf in him had growled with fury. He had a rival. Hagrid wanted Severus! The man had the gall to try and claim his mate!
And how did the sexy Slytherin feel about having a half-giant courting him? The werewolf had seen it the way that his mate glanced up at him as he said it. The slight flush to his face, the bright sparkle in his black eyes, his body language could only mean one thing.
Severus wanted him to be jealous!
Oh, he would give that sultry little tease jealous! He growled low, as the fantasy took on a more dominant, demanding tone. \'I will show you what it is like to be taken!\' Remus bit is hand, wanting skin between his teeth. Not to draw blood, to injure, he needed to bite and suck until he left a vivid red mark on that pale throat.
The Gryffindor moaned as his soap slicked hand wrapped around his shaft. Even if Severus\' high collar hid the mark from the rest of the world, the fabric would rub against it all day, a constant reminder that he was owned.
~-~-~
Moaning aloud in sheer ecstasy, the half-giant\'s hand tightened almost convulsively around his cock. He knew that Severus would be tight, amazingly tight. It would be almost painful to fully enter him. But he wanted to go deeper, to make that sexy voice whimper and beg for it. He hissed and moved his hand faster, stroking his straining organ.
All he could think of was to push deep into that willing heat. In his fantasy Snape was very vocal. \"Please Rubeus, take me harder...\" He did not usually care for his first name, people only used it when he did something wrong. But the thought of that honey sweet voice shouting it during climax was arousing in the extreme.
The half-giant gasped as his balls tightened as release neared and his large callused hand was a blur on his uncut length. Gallons of water poured in waves over the sides of the old wooden tub as he thrust up into his hand. \"Sev\'rus,\" he moaned, \" Sev\'rus!\" Behind his tightly closed eyes he imagined that he could see the sleek pale body straddling his hips as he writhed and wriggled, impaled on his cock.
Hagrid came with a cry and the world went white.
~-~-~
\'Oh Merlin, fuck me Remus!\'
The silky voice would be low, hoarse with need. The werewolf felt the stream of hot water caress him as he leaned against the tiles with his left hand while the right stroked his hardness. He wanted to hear Severus beg.
In his fantasy he ordered Severus to his hands and knees. \'Yes, please!\' He could hear Snape\'s sexy voice whisper as that tight tempting arse was offered to him. Remus wanted to have sex with his sweet Slytherin in every way possible. But the wolf in him was an alpha, and it reveled in the thought of taking Snape in that submissive posture. The wolf wanted Severus this way, whimpering and pushing back against him, that exquisite voice begging for more.
Remus cried out as his climax sprayed against the shower wall. He almost collapsed with the intensity of his release. \"Severus,\" he sighed as his jealousy and possessiveness dissolved into post coital bliss. In the steamy shower he could almost feel his lover\'s body spooned against his chest.
~-~-~
\"Sev\'rus, I want yeh.\"
~-~-~
\"Severus, you will be mine.\"
tbc