Astronauts

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"Is it your canine play-drive that acts up? How often must I tell you that—"

With the air of someone who had heard this thousands of times Remus continued the sentence "—that the only place for private and intimate actions is your bedchamber, and your bedchamber only. Away from every prying eyes. Jada jada."

"Without the jada part but otherwise correct."

"Spoilsport." Nevertheless an emerald green pair of boxers (Harry goggled) joined the floating assemble.

"Exhibitionist." The next moment the Potions Master was grabbed, turned the right side up and pulled close to his colleague.

"I once saw a movie about a muggle space mission. Muggles are really a funny lot.--- But it gave me some ideas. No gravity, mmmh"

Despite the scowl on his face and other signs of distaste Snape made no attempt to defend himself against the hands, which began to explore his body.

"Don't tell me that you are interested in technology."

"Technology? Nha, but..." Suddenly he lifted the taller man upwards so he nearly hit the ceiling. Snape really must have been oblivious to what has been going on earlier, what Remus' hands had been doing. How could he have missed that these talented fingers have opened the fastenings of his trousers?

Now trousers and pants (both black, no surprise there) were pulled down.

When had the shoes been removed?

"Imagine- sex in space. No messing around with clothes and tangling sheets. No scratching carpets that hurt your knees." Full lips nibbled at the mentioned body parts, making the Potions Master gasp. The experienced mouth travelled upwards, mapping the outer thigh, accentuating the space between every word with little bites and licks on the ghostly pale skin.

With a mischievous grin playing on his face Lupin stopped at the hemline and moved back, ignoring the protesting moans.

He twinkered.

"Imagine, no worries about crushing the partner in the afterglow."

"Yes, that would be indeed an advantage. You are by no means light, Remus"

Looks like the formidable professor had given in.

Lupin grinned like a loon and adjusted his robe/anchor so that he had a wider range. One thing he learned from the movie was that, while you cannot give yourself momentum without gravity, a push from another source would move you.

A makeshift rope out of his robe-sleeve and his shirt together with the hook on the ceiling would provide him with a suitable anchor. He had a lot of pushing and pulling in mind!

But the break had given his companion the time to think.

"Remus, that is probably not the best-"

A hot kiss with much tongue involved made sure that Severus accepted his fate. Really, the man must be mad to argue at this point, judging by the cock that tented his shirt. A shirt, which was pulled off soon.

The two men enjoyed another long kiss and this time two sets of hands were busy driving the counterpart insane with want.

Revenge was a sweet thing.

Now Severus Snape was the aggressor. Elegant hands were stroking and fondling the Gryffindor's erogenous zones, pushing him to the peak but no granting him release. Lips and teeth followed the hands downwards.

Now it showed that he had other talents than making biting remarks and sarcastic comments. And that his sharp tongue could be soft and agile enough to make his house animal greener with envy.

"Se-, Severus! Please. I cannot- please, fuck-"

"Not quite yet. See it as a punishment for wracking my classroom."

But Snape himself was panting. The pleasure of his partner heightened his own.

The lack of gravity helped to find a comfortable position.

Spit.

Fingers.

Arched backs and more desperate pleas.

"Sev!!"

"Remmy..."

It was a good thing that Lupin knew how to tie a lasting knot.

Definitely.

Much gasping, moaning, floating drops of liquid and two breathless professors later the knot got a well deserved break.

But not long. Two hours had to be used wisely.

Harry carefully closed the door and pressed his glowing face against it, trying to cool down.

"That was—"

Somebody moved against him. He had totally forgotten the Slytherin. Both looked at each other flabbergasted.

"I don't think that's what Dumbledore meant when he talked about better inter-house relationship at the beginning of the term."

Severus Snape and Remus Lupin. The picture (now complete with sound) was...

Disgusting.

Scandalous.

Sickening.

"Absolutely delicious!" both boys managed to croak out unisono.

"And if they ever find out that we wat the them," a twin blanching "we will be so dead."

A pause.

The sound of torn fabric and crashes could be heard, accompanied by pained yelps.

The boys knew that they had to keep silent until the teachers left the classroom. That would take some time.

Draco Malfoy picked up the package Harry had dropped earlier and eyed it thoughtfully. He clearly remembered the other boy's weight against his back, especially a telltale hardness poking him.

Everything considered the Gryffindor wasn't a bad choice.

"Pott- eh, Harry?"

The black haired blushed lightly. He had made his own, very similar to Draco's musings.

"Yes?"

"Do you think you can manage to brew another cauldron full of lava potion? Under my skilled observation, of course." A quick kiss got rid of every misunderstanding.

Meanwhile in the classroom Snape was holding brown-greyish bangs out of his mate's face.

"Really Remus, to get space sick..."

A muffled retch.

Seems as if canines are very earth bound creatures.

In more than one way.

Severus smirked.

Fin

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*(A/N: now you know what I did in physics. Something like these rules faintly reside in the back of my head but imagine the face of my teacher if I would ask about the rules concerning sex in space.)