In the Forbidden Forest
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Harry Potter › Slash - Male/Male › Snape/Remus
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Chapter 2
In the Forbidden Forest ~ Chapter 2
“Let me up, Snape,” Lupin said, his voice quavering, his eyes wet and a strange expression on his face.
Snape stared down at him, unmoving for a moment before he rose to his knees, still straddling the wizard. Remus rose to his elbows and they looked at each other, Snape’s face still contorted.
”My admittance to you doesn’t change anything, Lupin. My sexual attraction to you doesn’t make me any less of a man.”
There was a hesitant, unsure quality in Snape’s voice even as he made the statement. It was as if he were trying to convince himself of the truth of that fact.
”No. It doesn’t. Now, let me up,” Remus said quietly
Snape rose to his feet and watched Lupin stand up. He brushed off his robes, then walking over to his fallen wand. Snape quickly retrieved his own. Then they stood facing each other, wands at their sides, silent and unmoving.
”It’s only because I know James and Sirius had you—otherwise—otherwise there would be no attraction for me.“
Snape’s eyes glazed over and he stopped speaking, his Adam’s apple rising and falling rapidly as he swallowed down his emotion.
”I knew about it,” Lupin said, studying the dark wizard. “I’ve always known, Snape.”
Snape looked up at him sharply, his beak-like nose wrinkled terribly as he snarled.
”You knew no such thing! I never once acted in a manner that indicated anything but deepest scorn for you.”
”I’m a werewolf. Even in my human state, my senses are intensified. I could smell your desire for me whenever you were in my presence,” he said softly. “I knew why you treated me as you did. You couldn’t come to terms with what you felt, so you lashed out at me. You tried everything to make me react violently, stand up for myself, and challenge you with a physical confrontation. When I didn’t take the bait, you did all you could to sabotage me and make me pay for attracting you. You made it so I couldn’t continue to stay at Hogwarts so you’d be free of me and your desire.”
Snape said nothing as Lupin continued.
“But you aren’t free, are you, Snape? You still have to see me because of the Wolfsbane potion. You hate that, don’t you?”
”Yesssss,” Snape hissed at him, hating the hunger coursing through him as he looked at the tall, lank wizard and his gentle, knowing eyes.
Lupin had always been kind and compassionate, often trying to get the others to leave him alone, but they never listened. Lupin would sadly watch, but not participate as they tortured the dark wizard. Snape used to stare at him sometimes when James and Sirius were doing something awful to him magically.
”I wonder why you haven’t used an Unforgivable to ease your torment, Snape. You’ve felt this way for years. You are not a scrupulous man. An Imperious and an Obliviate would have served you well. You wouldn’t have gone to Azkaban were you successful.”
“I wanted you to know it was me and to remember it was me,” Snape said in a low voice. “I wanted you—willing like you were for Potter and Black. Rape would not have provided that kind of satisfaction. I want more than to plug your hole, Lupin. I want—“
Snape’s voice faltered again.
”What? What do you want?” Lupin demanded.
Snape’s dark eyes drifted over him, then met his eyes. The wizard’s mouth tightened for a moment, then he spun and began to walk away.
”To get away from you!” he hissed.
Lupin moved quickly, quicker than any human should be able to move, blocking Snape’s path, grabbing his wrist so he couldn’t fire his wand at him. This started another scuffle.
”Let me go!” Snape hissed through clenched teeth.
”I won’t!” Lupin hissed back at him, driving him back toward a tree, and pressing Snape back against the trunk. Snape’s face contorted with rage.
”Get off of me, you foul beast!” he yelled. “You bloody animal!”
Suddenly, the werewolf closed the distance between them, coming in full contact with Snape’s thin frame. Hard body pressed against hard body, Snape froze as he felt the wizard’s erection resting against his own organ. His face contorted as he began to throb in response to contact with the wizard. Lupin felt the telltale pulse of arousal as Snape began to swell and looked into his eyes.
”You run so hot and cold, Snape,” the werewolf said softly. “You’re so verbally abusive. Do you think you can fool me? Do you really believe that I believe you hate me? You don’t. You want to hate me, but you can’t hate me. It’s difficult to hate something you covet so badly. It’s best to accept that, Severus. I know all about acceptance.”
Snape stiffened at Lupin’s familiar use of his given name.
”I didn’t say you could you my name, Lupin,” he snarled at the wizard, still aware of how he felt against him, still hard and turned on, trying to maintain his cool. He was going to push him away, like he did his lust time after time.
”You didn’t say I could do this, either,” Lupin purred, covering Snape’s mouth with his own.
To be continued >>>>>>>>>
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A/N: Sorry so short. Thanks for reading.
“Let me up, Snape,” Lupin said, his voice quavering, his eyes wet and a strange expression on his face.
Snape stared down at him, unmoving for a moment before he rose to his knees, still straddling the wizard. Remus rose to his elbows and they looked at each other, Snape’s face still contorted.
”My admittance to you doesn’t change anything, Lupin. My sexual attraction to you doesn’t make me any less of a man.”
There was a hesitant, unsure quality in Snape’s voice even as he made the statement. It was as if he were trying to convince himself of the truth of that fact.
”No. It doesn’t. Now, let me up,” Remus said quietly
Snape rose to his feet and watched Lupin stand up. He brushed off his robes, then walking over to his fallen wand. Snape quickly retrieved his own. Then they stood facing each other, wands at their sides, silent and unmoving.
”It’s only because I know James and Sirius had you—otherwise—otherwise there would be no attraction for me.“
Snape’s eyes glazed over and he stopped speaking, his Adam’s apple rising and falling rapidly as he swallowed down his emotion.
”I knew about it,” Lupin said, studying the dark wizard. “I’ve always known, Snape.”
Snape looked up at him sharply, his beak-like nose wrinkled terribly as he snarled.
”You knew no such thing! I never once acted in a manner that indicated anything but deepest scorn for you.”
”I’m a werewolf. Even in my human state, my senses are intensified. I could smell your desire for me whenever you were in my presence,” he said softly. “I knew why you treated me as you did. You couldn’t come to terms with what you felt, so you lashed out at me. You tried everything to make me react violently, stand up for myself, and challenge you with a physical confrontation. When I didn’t take the bait, you did all you could to sabotage me and make me pay for attracting you. You made it so I couldn’t continue to stay at Hogwarts so you’d be free of me and your desire.”
Snape said nothing as Lupin continued.
“But you aren’t free, are you, Snape? You still have to see me because of the Wolfsbane potion. You hate that, don’t you?”
”Yesssss,” Snape hissed at him, hating the hunger coursing through him as he looked at the tall, lank wizard and his gentle, knowing eyes.
Lupin had always been kind and compassionate, often trying to get the others to leave him alone, but they never listened. Lupin would sadly watch, but not participate as they tortured the dark wizard. Snape used to stare at him sometimes when James and Sirius were doing something awful to him magically.
”I wonder why you haven’t used an Unforgivable to ease your torment, Snape. You’ve felt this way for years. You are not a scrupulous man. An Imperious and an Obliviate would have served you well. You wouldn’t have gone to Azkaban were you successful.”
“I wanted you to know it was me and to remember it was me,” Snape said in a low voice. “I wanted you—willing like you were for Potter and Black. Rape would not have provided that kind of satisfaction. I want more than to plug your hole, Lupin. I want—“
Snape’s voice faltered again.
”What? What do you want?” Lupin demanded.
Snape’s dark eyes drifted over him, then met his eyes. The wizard’s mouth tightened for a moment, then he spun and began to walk away.
”To get away from you!” he hissed.
Lupin moved quickly, quicker than any human should be able to move, blocking Snape’s path, grabbing his wrist so he couldn’t fire his wand at him. This started another scuffle.
”Let me go!” Snape hissed through clenched teeth.
”I won’t!” Lupin hissed back at him, driving him back toward a tree, and pressing Snape back against the trunk. Snape’s face contorted with rage.
”Get off of me, you foul beast!” he yelled. “You bloody animal!”
Suddenly, the werewolf closed the distance between them, coming in full contact with Snape’s thin frame. Hard body pressed against hard body, Snape froze as he felt the wizard’s erection resting against his own organ. His face contorted as he began to throb in response to contact with the wizard. Lupin felt the telltale pulse of arousal as Snape began to swell and looked into his eyes.
”You run so hot and cold, Snape,” the werewolf said softly. “You’re so verbally abusive. Do you think you can fool me? Do you really believe that I believe you hate me? You don’t. You want to hate me, but you can’t hate me. It’s difficult to hate something you covet so badly. It’s best to accept that, Severus. I know all about acceptance.”
Snape stiffened at Lupin’s familiar use of his given name.
”I didn’t say you could you my name, Lupin,” he snarled at the wizard, still aware of how he felt against him, still hard and turned on, trying to maintain his cool. He was going to push him away, like he did his lust time after time.
”You didn’t say I could do this, either,” Lupin purred, covering Snape’s mouth with his own.
To be continued >>>>>>>>>
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A/N: Sorry so short. Thanks for reading.