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lore Title: Planting the Seeds
Pairing: Severus/Remus
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Remus and Severus have nothing but Thyme on their hands.
Notes: There’s an endnote if you just have to know. Many thanks to Starduchess and Shadowycat for being just the best.
Severus examined the warm hues of leaves scattered on the patch of earth just outside his kitchen. Sorting, his spindly fingers skittered over the ground like nervous spiders, planting tender green shoots among the protection of autumn’s debris.
Remus could have feasted his eyes on Severus’ arse, bobbing as he bent over his work, but it was his long, strong hands that held Remus rapt. He hadn’t felt them on his body yet, but Severus couldn’t have missed the longing that Remus had been allowing to bare on his face in the months since they’d bypassed the veil.
“Thyme?” Over his shoulder, Severus saw Remus scent the air, which never ceased to send a delicious shiver down his spine. “I didn’t think your Occlumency could be any stronger.”
Arching an eyebrow, Severus spoke in a tone pitched dark and low, full of promise.
“You may have passed your NEWT in Potions, wolf, but you forget your Latin.”
With unnatural speed, Remus pulled Severus up and claimed his lips in a wild, possessive kiss that didn’t end until Severus went limp from lack of oxygen. The look they shared as they panted for breath was acknowledgement that Remus had decidedly not forgotten anything.
fin.
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