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Category:
Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
Views:
5,291
Reviews:
0
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Happy Halloween
Disclaimer: Not mine, no money.
Title: Happy Halloween!
Pairing: Severus/Remus
Warning: NC-17, bestiality
Summary: Remus and Severus celebrate Halloween. This is for Ntamara, for requesting Moony smut. Isn\'t it great?
It\'s short, because the meds aren\'t condusive to writing anything with, you know. Plot.
Remus decided that he had the absolute worst luck in the world. Halloween. His first Halloween with Severus, and it was the full moon. Granted, Halloween wasn’t a major holiday but it held a special place in Remus’ heart.
“Stop moping about.”
“I can’t help it,” Remus said, glancing morosely out the window.
“You are overreacting.” Severus was reading the Daily Prophet, completely unaffected by the situation. Prat.
“I just…”
“Just what? I see no difference between today and tomorrow Remus. It is a ridiculous holiday. Or it has evolved into one, at any rate”
“Severus…” Remus sighed, resting his chin in his hands. The moon would be up soon.
“What is so damn important that you wanted to do tonight?” Obviously the other man was getting annoyed. He dropped his paper, dark eyes fixed on Remus.
“Nothing special, I suppose.” Remus shrugged, deciding he probably was being stupid. It was just Halloween.
“Then what?”
“Nothing!” This was going to escalate into a fight, and there was no time.
“You’re getting far too worked up over this.”
“I know. It’s almost time.” Remus began undressing, the pre-change tingle beginning in his stomach. He could feel Severus’ eyes on him, and ignored it. They could fight tomorrow, if they really needed to.
“Come .”
.”
“Hmm?” Remus looked over his shoulder, a bit startled.
“Come here.” Severus spoke firmly and almost harshly, and Remus found himself obeying before he realized it.
“It’s too close…”
“I know.” Severus said nothing more, but pulled Remus close in a rather rough embrace. Was he mad? They didn’t have time for this! But those thoughts were pushed out of his mind by thin lips against his, and a lean body pressed against his own. This was a bad idea. A horrifically bad idea.
“We…should hurry…” What had happened to no time? Remus cursed his weak will, already struggling with the buttons on Severus’ shirt. He practically ripped them apart, in his haste. He could feel it, creeping ever closer. Slowly, almost painfully. He fought to hold it off, resisting as he yanked down Severus’ trousers. They were cutting it far too close…
“Do relax.” Severus seemed calm and placid, giving Remus a rough shove towards the bed. He always preferred it rough, this close to his change. But he preferred to be on top. A growl escaped his lips as he tumbled onto the bed, Severus behind him.
“Not like this…”
“Most certainly like this. If I must bind you, I will.”
“I’d like to see you try!” He was nearly there. It was as though his veins were electrically charged, his vision was beginning to blur. He didn’t have the strength to fight, not now, not when he could feel his bones aching to shift, to break…
He was only dimly aware of Severus’ slick, cool fingers inside of him. He buried is head in the spread, whimpering as he felt his control weaken. He couldn’t fight it off. He made a small noise as Severus entered him, body on fire.
“No…” He cried out, thrashing against the hands that held him tightly in place. He felt it. It was starting, and there was nothing he could do. Severus was purely mad, he was now certain. He twisted and yelped, his body reshaping and reforming as he struggled. The wolfsbane was supposed to *stop* the pain, but when he was restrained like this…
Severus never let go. Moony was panting and whimpering, and aware of hands buried in his fur about his hips. Sweet Merlin, Severus wasn’t…he was. Though not for much longer. His senses were far too disoriented to make much sense of anything. But he knew that sound, and that slight tightening, and a familiar feeling his wolf body has never felt before.
Severus rolled away, and Moony looked over his shoulder with a whine. What had just happened? If it hadn’t been for the pain of the transformation, he imagined he would be aroused. He crawled over to Severus, who was on his back and out of breath. Cautiously, he licked his cheek.
“Do not slobber over me, you great beast!” Severus snapped, waving him away with an impatient hand. Moony whined, and sat on his haunches, whimpering steadily to show his confusion.
“What?” Severus sat up, raking limp hair out of his eyes. “Oh. Yes. Happy Halloween.”
Title: Happy Halloween!
Pairing: Severus/Remus
Warning: NC-17, bestiality
Summary: Remus and Severus celebrate Halloween. This is for Ntamara, for requesting Moony smut. Isn\'t it great?
It\'s short, because the meds aren\'t condusive to writing anything with, you know. Plot.
Remus decided that he had the absolute worst luck in the world. Halloween. His first Halloween with Severus, and it was the full moon. Granted, Halloween wasn’t a major holiday but it held a special place in Remus’ heart.
“Stop moping about.”
“I can’t help it,” Remus said, glancing morosely out the window.
“You are overreacting.” Severus was reading the Daily Prophet, completely unaffected by the situation. Prat.
“I just…”
“Just what? I see no difference between today and tomorrow Remus. It is a ridiculous holiday. Or it has evolved into one, at any rate”
“Severus…” Remus sighed, resting his chin in his hands. The moon would be up soon.
“What is so damn important that you wanted to do tonight?” Obviously the other man was getting annoyed. He dropped his paper, dark eyes fixed on Remus.
“Nothing special, I suppose.” Remus shrugged, deciding he probably was being stupid. It was just Halloween.
“Then what?”
“Nothing!” This was going to escalate into a fight, and there was no time.
“You’re getting far too worked up over this.”
“I know. It’s almost time.” Remus began undressing, the pre-change tingle beginning in his stomach. He could feel Severus’ eyes on him, and ignored it. They could fight tomorrow, if they really needed to.
“Come .”
.”
“Hmm?” Remus looked over his shoulder, a bit startled.
“Come here.” Severus spoke firmly and almost harshly, and Remus found himself obeying before he realized it.
“It’s too close…”
“I know.” Severus said nothing more, but pulled Remus close in a rather rough embrace. Was he mad? They didn’t have time for this! But those thoughts were pushed out of his mind by thin lips against his, and a lean body pressed against his own. This was a bad idea. A horrifically bad idea.
“We…should hurry…” What had happened to no time? Remus cursed his weak will, already struggling with the buttons on Severus’ shirt. He practically ripped them apart, in his haste. He could feel it, creeping ever closer. Slowly, almost painfully. He fought to hold it off, resisting as he yanked down Severus’ trousers. They were cutting it far too close…
“Do relax.” Severus seemed calm and placid, giving Remus a rough shove towards the bed. He always preferred it rough, this close to his change. But he preferred to be on top. A growl escaped his lips as he tumbled onto the bed, Severus behind him.
“Not like this…”
“Most certainly like this. If I must bind you, I will.”
“I’d like to see you try!” He was nearly there. It was as though his veins were electrically charged, his vision was beginning to blur. He didn’t have the strength to fight, not now, not when he could feel his bones aching to shift, to break…
He was only dimly aware of Severus’ slick, cool fingers inside of him. He buried is head in the spread, whimpering as he felt his control weaken. He couldn’t fight it off. He made a small noise as Severus entered him, body on fire.
“No…” He cried out, thrashing against the hands that held him tightly in place. He felt it. It was starting, and there was nothing he could do. Severus was purely mad, he was now certain. He twisted and yelped, his body reshaping and reforming as he struggled. The wolfsbane was supposed to *stop* the pain, but when he was restrained like this…
Severus never let go. Moony was panting and whimpering, and aware of hands buried in his fur about his hips. Sweet Merlin, Severus wasn’t…he was. Though not for much longer. His senses were far too disoriented to make much sense of anything. But he knew that sound, and that slight tightening, and a familiar feeling his wolf body has never felt before.
Severus rolled away, and Moony looked over his shoulder with a whine. What had just happened? If it hadn’t been for the pain of the transformation, he imagined he would be aroused. He crawled over to Severus, who was on his back and out of breath. Cautiously, he licked his cheek.
“Do not slobber over me, you great beast!” Severus snapped, waving him away with an impatient hand. Moony whined, and sat on his haunches, whimpering steadily to show his confusion.
“What?” Severus sat up, raking limp hair out of his eyes. “Oh. Yes. Happy Halloween.”