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Then we have the suggestive and fluffy Drabbles, written to prompt for lupin100, snape100 or snupin100, with the exception of a Birthday Drabble for
aunty_marion.All ratings.
Challenge: Care of Magical Creatures
~Creature Care~
Snape stood in shirtsleeves, slightly winded, looking at the half naked man hanging in chains against the wall.
He tapped the whip against his leg, admiring the red welts covering the slender torso. “Enough?”
Lupin nodded, trembling.
Snape spelled away the chains, catching the collapsing body against his chest. Lupin lifted his face and Snape saw the lust burning in his eyes just before the werewolf devoured his mouth in a kiss.
Lupin shoved him back onto the bed, his hands tearing Snape's clothes.
He rolled on top of Lupin. “You magical creatures certainly require an awful lot of care.”
~~
Challenge: Care of Magical Creatures
~Care Giver~
"Severus?" The whisper stirred the hair by his ear as Snape worked
over a potion.
"Bugger off."
"But I need care." Warm hands slid under the black robes.
"Then go see the 'Care of Magical Creatures' professor, Lupin."
“Do you really want Hagrid buggering your pet? I'd never be the same.”
“You'd let him?”
“I'm nearing the point of desperation.” The wandering hands ventured
lower.
“Lupin, if you don't stop pestering me, I'll chain you in the corner.”
“Promise?” The low voice was a purr. “Will you use the leather collar
with the studs?”
He didn't have to ask again.
~~
For the First Line Challenge
~Mistaken Identity~
"If you're looking to impress me," Lupin said, "it's not working."
Snape crossed his arms and scowled.
"All right, it is a bit impressive. The wardrobe and all. Did
you pinch it?"
Snape shrugged one elegant, black-clad shoulder.
"Yes, don't speak. That would be a dead giveaway. You'd never match
the venomous barbs - just not in your nature." Lupin smiled.
Snape strode forward, grasped Lupin's face in his hands and kissed him;
a long, lingering, inviting kiss.
Lupin pulled back, flushed and flustered. "Why did you do that,
Tonks?"
"Did you like it?"
"I...."
Snape captured his face again. "You bloody moron. I'm not Tonks."
"N...Not?"
"Not."
"But I'm... you're."
"Hush."
~~
Challenge: #87, Muggle things
~Muggle Artifact #1~
“What’s this?” Lupin slid his hand over the smooth, foot-long cylinder. It was tapered at one end, with a switch at the other.
“A Muggle torture device.”
Lupin moved the switch and it came alive in his hand, vibrating and humming. He dropped it hastily.
A hand on his back shoved him roughly onto the bed. A sharp tug and another pair of pajama bottoms became rags.
“Up.” The familiar growl brought him to his hands and knees.
When the device slide deep inside him and Snape turned it on, Lupin knew this would be one torture he’d love.
~~
Challenge: Satin
~ Satiny Delights~
"Mmmm, so soft, so cool, so flawless." Lupin rubbed his cheek against the satiny perfection, his eyes closed in bliss.
Snape sighed. "Lupin."
Lupin hitched his body up a bit, rolling his hips forward, luxuriating in the smooth feel against his stiffening cock. "So lovely," his murmur was barely audible as he buried his face in drifts of satiny delight.
"Lupin." Snape's voice was strangled.
"God, what perfection!" Lupin's hips thrust eagerly, and a deep, throaty moan escaped him.
"Lupin," Snape's patience was about gone. "Will you please stop frotting my brand new bed linens and bring yourself over here?"
~~
Challenge: #105, Temptation
~ Temptation~
They were perfect. Round globes begging to be touched, tasted, fondled. He had promised Snape he would - could - resist, but he could feel the craving coming on, knew if he didn’t leave now, he would give in, prove himself to be the weak-willed, contemptible, spineless, addict that he was. But that was it, wasn't it? He was an addict; he wasn't responsible.
He was trembling now, unable to resist the siren call of those two perfect mounds. He leaned forward and opened his mouth.
"Damnit, Lupin! You promised you wouldn't bite my arse if I sunbathed in the nude."
~~
Challenge: #117, Trick or Treat
~Trick and Treat~
"Trick and Treat!"
"It's Trick OR Treat, Lupin." Snape glared at the man grinning on his doorstep. "Aren't you a little old for this?"
"No." Lupin entered, closing the door. He pounced, wrestling Snape's wand away from him, twisting his arm behind his back and shoving him roughly toward the bedroom. They fell on the bed with Lupin straddling Snape's body. He yanked up the black robes, parted the long hair to reveal the pale neck and gave it a nip. Then, with a growl, started kissing his way down Snape's spine.
"That was the trick, now for the treat."
~~
Valentine’s Day Challenge
~Breakfast in Bed~
Something tickled Snape’s nose, dragging him from the depths of sleep. His eyes blinked open and a gallon of adrenalin dumped into his bloodstream before he recognized the blue eyes inches from his own.
“Lupin, what are you doing?” The question was ground out between clenched teeth.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, Severus.”
“And you were planning on celebrating by getting yourself hexed into a million pieces?”
“No, I was planning on celebrating by bringing you breakfast in bed.”
Snape closed his eyes briefly, trying to calm his still racing heart. “So, what have you brought?’
Warm lips brushed over Snape’s. “Me.”
~~
Challenge # 85 Birthday Cake
~Angel Food Cake~
"What's this?" Lupin closed the door and stared at the cake covered in whipped cream and drizzled with caramel.
"A dead hippogriff." Snape was working at his desk.
"Did you make it?"
"Don't be absurd."
Lupin dipped his finger-tip in the cream and sucked it happily. Taking more of the sweet goo, he walked over to Snape. Pulling the long hair aside, he dabbed the treat in Snape's ear, then carefully removed all traces of it with his tongue.
"Any special reason you had the house elves make me a birthday cake with a hole in the middle?"
"Perhaps."
~~
This is a Birthday Drabble, written for Aunty Marion.
~Why Bother~
Severus came in, stamping snow from his boots, and shaking flakes from his grey hair. He started to mutter, "Don't know why I bother," but then he looked at Remus, sitting by the fire, bundled under the afghan he was knitting. Remus didn't seem to able to get warm these days, and getting around was difficult for him. His hands, twisted from arthritis, lay temporarily still in the yarn as his fading eyes looked out the window. A smile lit his face as he watched the birds mob the newly filled feeders, and Severus knew why he would always bother.
~~
Challenge: #60 - Kinks
~Golden Showers~
Snape closed the book with a snap, setting it aside.
Lupin looked up from his crossword. "Looks like a decision has been made."
"Yes." Snape said with relish. "I'm going to try Golden Showers."
"Er.... Without consulting me first?"
Snape scowled. "As long as it smells good, why would you care?"
Lupin blanched. "Ummm."
Snape crossed his arms. "Since when have you cared what kind of roses I plant?"
Lupin flushed. "Oh, roses. Yes."
Snape scowled for a moment, then shook his head. "Honestly, Lupin. Is sex always foremost on your mind?"
Lupin pulled him down for a kiss. "Usually."
~~
~The Silencing Hex~
"That wasn't necessary."
"You weren't speaking to me anyway."
"Not because I didn't have things to say."
"I'm sure."
"A silencing hex that can only be broken if the victim tries to say the 'right words.' Interesting."
"Not what you thought at the time."
"No."
Snape wrapped his arms around his lover and pulled him tight.
"I thought it would be..."
"You thought you'd have to apologize?"
"Yes."
"Is that what took so long?"
"I sometimes forget that it is as important as an apology."
"Shall we both practice then?" Lupin kissed Snape lightly. "I'm sorry, Severus."
"I forgive you."
~~
Valentine’s Day Challenge, lupin100
~Chocolate~
Snape heard the low, tuneless humming a scant second before the nose, lips, and unshaved cheek nuzzled in under his hair, teeth nipping lightly at his ear.
“I’m busy, Lupin.”
Arms closed around the Potion Master while teeth nibbled down his neck. “I want you.”
Snape snorted.
“It’s Valentine’s Day, Severus.”
“Is that supposed to mean something?”
“Mmmm.” The humming increased. “Chocolate. Melted chocolate; drizzled down your chest, pooling in your navel, coating your cock, dripping off your balls.” A tongue explored Snape’s ear. “And me, licking it off.”
The beaker Snape had been stirring broke on the floor – unnoticed.
~~