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May I Cut In?
Title: May I Cut In?
Pairing: Severus/Sirius/Remus
Rating: R
Summary: It does not take much for things to get out of hand.
Disclaimer: All familiar characters and situations are Copyright by J. K. Rowling and Co.
Warning: Mild threesome, OOC quite obviously.
Notes: Part of my \"Challenge Me\" experiment. For tusogare_n_hime who requested – Severus/Sirius/Remus; Sirius gets flashbacks that they three were Alexander the Great, Hephaestion, and Bagoas in their past life; threesome with Snape on top. This is in the OotP timeline.
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\"Do you believe in past lives?\" Sirius bursts out over the breakfast table. Remus almost chokes on his tea and Snape, there on Order business, glares, thinking Sirius was unhinged by his years in Azkaban.
Recently, Sirius has been sleeping badly, whimpering and kicking out in his dreams. He dreams the strangest things – of epic battles and a warrior lover.
\"D\'you, you know, believe we used to have a past life?\" Sirius tries again.
Snape shakes his head in exasperation. \"We\'re not deaf, Black; it is the idea that appalls.\"
Sirius scowls at Snape, turning to Remus for reassurance, \"Would you believe me, if I told you that I think we lived in the time of Alexander the Great?\"
Remus pats Sirius on the shoulder, saying nothing, and sips surreptitiously at his warm tea.
Sneering, Snape mocks, \"And you must\'ve been the obliging gentleman himself.\"
\"No,\" Sirius looks Snape in the eye, \"you were.\"
Remus almost slides off his chair in surprise and Snape sits dumbfounded, his own tea cup forgotten. \"Maybe there is something wrong with Black, he\'s speaking like a madman.\"
Remus manages to nod weakly, clearing his throat. \"Sirius, would you like to go up to bed. Maybe some rest is in order?\"
Sirius chortles, \"I know what kind of rest you\'re thinking of, Moony.\"
Coloring, Remus fidgets.
\"Oh, get a room, you two.\" Snape rises to leave but Sirius grabs his sleeve. He looks as surprised by his action as Snape does.
\"Err…I don\'t know why I did that.\"
Huffing, Snape stalks out.
A smile tugs at Sirius\' lips and he rolls his eyes. Climbing to Sirius\' room, they lie, twined, on the bed, Sirius\' head tucked under Remus\'. While Sirius lies curled around him, breathing deeply, contentedly, strange thoughts keep invading Remus\' mind. Feeling a chill run down his spine, he untangles his limbs from Sirius\' and turns his back to him.
Sirius grumbles and moves closer to him. When Remus moves away once more, Sirius realises something is the matter. He touches his fingertips to Remus\' shoulder and simply says, \"Tell me.\"
Remus sniffles and mutters half-heartedly, \"I feel so lost and alone and less than a man.\"
Sirius thinks that Remus is referring to his lycanthropy until he catches a glimpse of Remus\' hand stealing down for a reassuring touch at his crotch.
Keeping to his namesake, Sirius snuffles reassuringly into the back of Remus\' neck.
There is discreet coughing and Sirius rolls up, startled to find Snape darkening their doorway.
\"All right, I\'ll admit it. Something strange is going on.\" Snape strides into the room, then thinks better of it and stops midway to the bed.
Taking the initiative, Sirius rose off the bed and approaches Snape, those dark eyes regarding him with some suspicion and disdain.
It seems like a dream and they move a little sluggishly, as if their bodies are not truly their own. Snape is startled by the arms enfolding him and drawing him closer for a kiss, if it could be called that for it is a bare press of lips, more an acknowledgement of a mutual understanding than any declaration of love.
Remus watches from the bed, undisguised jealousy flashing their way. He does not move, but waits for them to come to him. They do not waste much time before climbing on beside him.
If before they felt sluggish, now everything seems a blur of motion, smudging their vision.
In no time at all, their clothes are bunched and half-undone, with all the right spots uncovered.
Snape spoons behind Sirius, being rough on purpose, curses spilling from both their mouths. A push. Another one and Sirius groans. Remus, feeling left out, kisses him open-mouthed, hand working at him as if he would break him. It does not take much for Sirius to spill into the eager hand. Snape scrabbles at Sirius\' back, then falls still, breathing hard and harsh.
They lie together like cats, twisting in their sticky mess.
Once morning comes, they blush and turn away and blame it all on the tea.
End
Pairing: Severus/Sirius/Remus
Rating: R
Summary: It does not take much for things to get out of hand.
Disclaimer: All familiar characters and situations are Copyright by J. K. Rowling and Co.
Warning: Mild threesome, OOC quite obviously.
Notes: Part of my \"Challenge Me\" experiment. For tusogare_n_hime who requested – Severus/Sirius/Remus; Sirius gets flashbacks that they three were Alexander the Great, Hephaestion, and Bagoas in their past life; threesome with Snape on top. This is in the OotP timeline.
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\"Do you believe in past lives?\" Sirius bursts out over the breakfast table. Remus almost chokes on his tea and Snape, there on Order business, glares, thinking Sirius was unhinged by his years in Azkaban.
Recently, Sirius has been sleeping badly, whimpering and kicking out in his dreams. He dreams the strangest things – of epic battles and a warrior lover.
\"D\'you, you know, believe we used to have a past life?\" Sirius tries again.
Snape shakes his head in exasperation. \"We\'re not deaf, Black; it is the idea that appalls.\"
Sirius scowls at Snape, turning to Remus for reassurance, \"Would you believe me, if I told you that I think we lived in the time of Alexander the Great?\"
Remus pats Sirius on the shoulder, saying nothing, and sips surreptitiously at his warm tea.
Sneering, Snape mocks, \"And you must\'ve been the obliging gentleman himself.\"
\"No,\" Sirius looks Snape in the eye, \"you were.\"
Remus almost slides off his chair in surprise and Snape sits dumbfounded, his own tea cup forgotten. \"Maybe there is something wrong with Black, he\'s speaking like a madman.\"
Remus manages to nod weakly, clearing his throat. \"Sirius, would you like to go up to bed. Maybe some rest is in order?\"
Sirius chortles, \"I know what kind of rest you\'re thinking of, Moony.\"
Coloring, Remus fidgets.
\"Oh, get a room, you two.\" Snape rises to leave but Sirius grabs his sleeve. He looks as surprised by his action as Snape does.
\"Err…I don\'t know why I did that.\"
Huffing, Snape stalks out.
A smile tugs at Sirius\' lips and he rolls his eyes. Climbing to Sirius\' room, they lie, twined, on the bed, Sirius\' head tucked under Remus\'. While Sirius lies curled around him, breathing deeply, contentedly, strange thoughts keep invading Remus\' mind. Feeling a chill run down his spine, he untangles his limbs from Sirius\' and turns his back to him.
Sirius grumbles and moves closer to him. When Remus moves away once more, Sirius realises something is the matter. He touches his fingertips to Remus\' shoulder and simply says, \"Tell me.\"
Remus sniffles and mutters half-heartedly, \"I feel so lost and alone and less than a man.\"
Sirius thinks that Remus is referring to his lycanthropy until he catches a glimpse of Remus\' hand stealing down for a reassuring touch at his crotch.
Keeping to his namesake, Sirius snuffles reassuringly into the back of Remus\' neck.
There is discreet coughing and Sirius rolls up, startled to find Snape darkening their doorway.
\"All right, I\'ll admit it. Something strange is going on.\" Snape strides into the room, then thinks better of it and stops midway to the bed.
Taking the initiative, Sirius rose off the bed and approaches Snape, those dark eyes regarding him with some suspicion and disdain.
It seems like a dream and they move a little sluggishly, as if their bodies are not truly their own. Snape is startled by the arms enfolding him and drawing him closer for a kiss, if it could be called that for it is a bare press of lips, more an acknowledgement of a mutual understanding than any declaration of love.
Remus watches from the bed, undisguised jealousy flashing their way. He does not move, but waits for them to come to him. They do not waste much time before climbing on beside him.
If before they felt sluggish, now everything seems a blur of motion, smudging their vision.
In no time at all, their clothes are bunched and half-undone, with all the right spots uncovered.
Snape spoons behind Sirius, being rough on purpose, curses spilling from both their mouths. A push. Another one and Sirius groans. Remus, feeling left out, kisses him open-mouthed, hand working at him as if he would break him. It does not take much for Sirius to spill into the eager hand. Snape scrabbles at Sirius\' back, then falls still, breathing hard and harsh.
They lie together like cats, twisting in their sticky mess.
Once morning comes, they blush and turn away and blame it all on the tea.
End