Secret Santa
This is not a journal entry.
When the wolf meets the bat
The night before Christmas, Lupin was getting really excited. It was nearly Christmas, he was young and he had a date with the hottest man this side of the English Channel. Maybe even this side of the equator. He grinned to himself, thinking about this hunk while walking through the rather drafty castle. How lucky he felt. And to think how slowly it started out between them. Actually quite badly if he should say so himself…
‘Oy, Lupin! Have you howled lately? I hear full moon is coming up.’ Remus turned around and caught Severus Snape sneering gleefully at the rather lanky seventh year student.
‘Oh, you’re not so high and mighty without your idiot friends now, are you?’ Snape kept going, rather beside himself with gloating. It almost looked like he had waited for an opportunity like this to happen for a long time and it finally arrived.
Sure, Remus normally walked around with his three best friends, Sirius, James and Peter. But it was not like he depended on them. He was a person of his own, thank you very much.
‘Oh Snivellus, shut up, will you.’ Remus said with a smirk that would make any Malfoy proud. And of course he got the desired reaction. Snape’s face turned a striking shade of magenta which looked rather offending on his otherwise pale complexion.
‘How dare you call me THAT.’ Snape whispered dangerously.
‘Look how sensitive we are today. It seems that you can give but not receive.’ Remus exclaimed with a dashing smile on his face. He always knew when he had won a fight. And if this fight was an eloquence- fight, he never lost.
‘Oh, I can show you how good I can receive.’ Snape growled dangerously, before tearing Lupin into a shady, secluded corner of the castle. There he leaned into Remus, keeping him in place on the cold wall with his hands. He was stronger than he appeared. And he wore black nail polish. Those were the last thoughts Remus had before Snape started violently kissing him.
After a while of playing exciting tonsil-hockey, Snape suddenly retreated, let go of him and disappeared into the shadows. He really was strikingly like a bat. And he left Remus hot and bothered and confused as hell. What made him think the most was the fact that was stored in a little corner in the back of his mind. Snape wore nail polish. How intriguing. Of course it was black nail polish. But would he be open for a little experiment? After the episode today in the hallway, Remus was almost certain that he could convince Snape of a little game. He just had to phrase it right.
So the next time he saw the Slytherin from far away, he silently sneaked after him, following him until the entrance of the Slytherin common room. But before Snape could utter a syllable of the password, Remus had snatched him away and into a nice little alcove close to it. He held the slightly taller student in place with the aid of his full body and had to press a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming in surprise.
‘Shush, it’s me.’ He silently mouthed into Snape’s ear. His lips so close to Snape’s ear made the Slytherin shudder slightly. Good, Remus thought, he had an impact.
But before Snape could wriggle free, Remus had to get a few points across. A few rules.
‘We’re going to play this little game you started, but I’m making the rules. Rule number one: from now on, you’re not allowed to wear underwear anymore. I don’t care for any excuses, so don’t do it. Rule number two: tomorrow, I want to see your nails painted in another colour than black. Black is depressing. And you don’t want me depressed, right?’ He cocked an eyebrow at Snape, whose mouth was still covered with Remus’ hand. He simply nodded slightly.
‘I might make more rules as we go along, so be prepared for that. And meet me tomorrow at midnight on the fifth floor. Remember the rules.’ With that he left Snape flabbergasted still leaning on the wall. Thought only a Slytherin could make up rules like that. How wrong he was.
The next evening, Remus was getting nervous because he hadn’t seen Snape the whole day. Was he chickening out? He better not. He started the whole thing after all.
At a quarter before midnight, Remus had already waited on the fifth floor for quite some time. He was so excited that he arrived two hours early. Of course also to prepare everything, he told himself to justify the long time waiting.
Oh, who was he kidding? He was so excited, he sure hoped he wouldn’t pass out when Snape finally came.
And then the bells announced midnight. On the last chime, Snape suddenly appeared out of thin air. How he managed to behave even more like a bat, Remus would never know. And right now, he didn’t care anymore. Because Snape looked absolutely gorgeous, something Lupin had never really appreciated enough before. And when he looked closer, he saw, that Snape followed rule number two. On his hands, his nails shone a bright pink. Remus had to really control himself not to laugh out loud. But he had told Snape to do that, so he better not laugh.
But his urge to laugh subsided really quickly, when his gaze dropped lower and he saw, that the Slytherin only wore the black robe of his school uniform, but no pants underneath as far as Remus could tell. And the thought of that really excited him.
‘Am I to your liking?’ Snape almost sneered, which made Remus laugh at last.
‘Hmm. Yes. For now. But let’s talk about your adjustment of your uniform.’ With that he let a long gaze travel over Snape’s body, smirking all the way.
‘I thought you’d like it.’ Snape stated matter-of-factly.
‘And you thought right.’ Remus beamed. ‘Now what do you say, shall we move from this chilly hallway? You might freeze in places that count.’ He winked at Snape and led the way to a door.
‘What is in here?’ Snape wanted to know.
‘You’ll see.’ Remus called over his shoulder. And with that, he gave the password.
‘Candy cane.’
The door opened and brought them into a big room with coloured windows. In the middle of the room, there was a huge tub. And there were many faucets on one side.
‘Is this what I think it is?’ Snape asked.
‘It might be.’ Remus answered with a smirk. He loved to be the one in control. And with that, he yanked the robe from the shell-shocked Slytherin.
Oh my. Good thing they had a lot of privacy now since he had thought to lock the door after they had entered. Because all thought had left him now when presented with such a marmoreal beauty. His pale skin shone ghostly in the moonlight entering the windows. His dark hair made a surreal seeming contrast to the white. In short, he was the most beautiful man Remus had ever seen. And the noticeable size of his now fully erect dick did not hurt his cause either.
‘Oh my god, I have to taste you.’ With that, Remus fell to his knees, taking Snape’s dick into his ready mouth. And then -
‘Ouch!’ Remus was so happily in thought about how they happened to get together, that he smack ran into a pillar. His head felt ready to explode. But he was still in bliss about their date. And his thoughts had already made him ready to burst. He was as stiff as the pillar which he ran into a few seconds ago. And now he was running late. So he sped up while still a bit shaky on his feet to make it to their rendezvous point in time. With another smack, he ran full frontal into a person who had just come out of the shadows of the next alcove. Now even more dizzy, Remus looked at the person. Damn if this wasn’t the most gorgeous person on earth. And he was his. Snape. Smiling softly at him while trying to stabilize them both and keeping them from falling. While doing that, he rubbed their bodies involuntarily together - or was it on purpose? - which made Remus even more horny, if that was at all possible.
‘I want you. Right now.’ He ordered Snape, smiling at the prospect of seeing his favourite Slytherin naked.
Snape obliged, letting his robes slide off his shoulders, taking his shirt and pants off, revealing that he still obeyed rule number one. He did not wear underwear. And he did it proudly.
Remus as much as jumped him. He then slid down to the floor, fully appreciating the nakedness of his lover and his erect member. What a sight. He simply had to taste him and make him squirm. He sucked on Snape’s dick, faster and faster, while his left hand helped his mouth with rubbing. His right hand was pumping himself at the same time. He was not able to hold back any longer, moaning into Snape’s dick. This put Snape over the edge. He came almost violently into Lupin’s mouth, his face contorted with lust and satisfaction.
Snape’s seed filling his mouth put Remus over the edge, too. With a loud bellow of satisfaction, he came, scattering cum all over Snape’s legs and the floor. With that, they both fell to the floor, laying on Snape’s robes and trying to catch their breaths. Which was, when it dawned to them that they never made it into the Prefect’s bathroom. They did it right there and then in the hallway of the fifth floor.
At that moment, they heard the soft patter of paws, the distinct sound of Mrs. Norris. They hurriedly gathered their clothes, said the password to the bathroom - catlick - and shuffled inside, getting out of the way of Filches prying eyes and into their private space.
‘Well, that was fun.’ said Remus with a wide smirk. ‘Now onto more pressing matters.’ And with that, he took his dick out again, fully erect once more. Snape only grinned before he did the same. They would have a lot of fun tonight.
When the wolf meets the bat
The night before Christmas, Lupin was getting really excited. It was nearly Christmas, he was young and he had a date with the hottest man this side of the English Channel. Maybe even this side of the equator. He grinned to himself, thinking about this hunk while walking through the rather drafty castle. How lucky he felt. And to think how slowly it started out between them. Actually quite badly if he should say so himself…
‘Oy, Lupin! Have you howled lately? I hear full moon is coming up.’ Remus turned around and caught Severus Snape sneering gleefully at the rather lanky seventh year student.
‘Oh, you’re not so high and mighty without your idiot friends now, are you?’ Snape kept going, rather beside himself with gloating. It almost looked like he had waited for an opportunity like this to happen for a long time and it finally arrived.
Sure, Remus normally walked around with his three best friends, Sirius, James and Peter. But it was not like he depended on them. He was a person of his own, thank you very much.
‘Oh Snivellus, shut up, will you.’ Remus said with a smirk that would make any Malfoy proud. And of course he got the desired reaction. Snape’s face turned a striking shade of magenta which looked rather offending on his otherwise pale complexion.
‘How dare you call me THAT.’ Snape whispered dangerously.
‘Look how sensitive we are today. It seems that you can give but not receive.’ Remus exclaimed with a dashing smile on his face. He always knew when he had won a fight. And if this fight was an eloquence- fight, he never lost.
‘Oh, I can show you how good I can receive.’ Snape growled dangerously, before tearing Lupin into a shady, secluded corner of the castle. There he leaned into Remus, keeping him in place on the cold wall with his hands. He was stronger than he appeared. And he wore black nail polish. Those were the last thoughts Remus had before Snape started violently kissing him.
After a while of playing exciting tonsil-hockey, Snape suddenly retreated, let go of him and disappeared into the shadows. He really was strikingly like a bat. And he left Remus hot and bothered and confused as hell. What made him think the most was the fact that was stored in a little corner in the back of his mind. Snape wore nail polish. How intriguing. Of course it was black nail polish. But would he be open for a little experiment? After the episode today in the hallway, Remus was almost certain that he could convince Snape of a little game. He just had to phrase it right.
So the next time he saw the Slytherin from far away, he silently sneaked after him, following him until the entrance of the Slytherin common room. But before Snape could utter a syllable of the password, Remus had snatched him away and into a nice little alcove close to it. He held the slightly taller student in place with the aid of his full body and had to press a hand over his mouth to keep him from screaming in surprise.
‘Shush, it’s me.’ He silently mouthed into Snape’s ear. His lips so close to Snape’s ear made the Slytherin shudder slightly. Good, Remus thought, he had an impact.
But before Snape could wriggle free, Remus had to get a few points across. A few rules.
‘We’re going to play this little game you started, but I’m making the rules. Rule number one: from now on, you’re not allowed to wear underwear anymore. I don’t care for any excuses, so don’t do it. Rule number two: tomorrow, I want to see your nails painted in another colour than black. Black is depressing. And you don’t want me depressed, right?’ He cocked an eyebrow at Snape, whose mouth was still covered with Remus’ hand. He simply nodded slightly.
‘I might make more rules as we go along, so be prepared for that. And meet me tomorrow at midnight on the fifth floor. Remember the rules.’ With that he left Snape flabbergasted still leaning on the wall. Thought only a Slytherin could make up rules like that. How wrong he was.
The next evening, Remus was getting nervous because he hadn’t seen Snape the whole day. Was he chickening out? He better not. He started the whole thing after all.
At a quarter before midnight, Remus had already waited on the fifth floor for quite some time. He was so excited that he arrived two hours early. Of course also to prepare everything, he told himself to justify the long time waiting.
Oh, who was he kidding? He was so excited, he sure hoped he wouldn’t pass out when Snape finally came.
And then the bells announced midnight. On the last chime, Snape suddenly appeared out of thin air. How he managed to behave even more like a bat, Remus would never know. And right now, he didn’t care anymore. Because Snape looked absolutely gorgeous, something Lupin had never really appreciated enough before. And when he looked closer, he saw, that Snape followed rule number two. On his hands, his nails shone a bright pink. Remus had to really control himself not to laugh out loud. But he had told Snape to do that, so he better not laugh.
But his urge to laugh subsided really quickly, when his gaze dropped lower and he saw, that the Slytherin only wore the black robe of his school uniform, but no pants underneath as far as Remus could tell. And the thought of that really excited him.
‘Am I to your liking?’ Snape almost sneered, which made Remus laugh at last.
‘Hmm. Yes. For now. But let’s talk about your adjustment of your uniform.’ With that he let a long gaze travel over Snape’s body, smirking all the way.
‘I thought you’d like it.’ Snape stated matter-of-factly.
‘And you thought right.’ Remus beamed. ‘Now what do you say, shall we move from this chilly hallway? You might freeze in places that count.’ He winked at Snape and led the way to a door.
‘What is in here?’ Snape wanted to know.
‘You’ll see.’ Remus called over his shoulder. And with that, he gave the password.
‘Candy cane.’
The door opened and brought them into a big room with coloured windows. In the middle of the room, there was a huge tub. And there were many faucets on one side.
‘Is this what I think it is?’ Snape asked.
‘It might be.’ Remus answered with a smirk. He loved to be the one in control. And with that, he yanked the robe from the shell-shocked Slytherin.
Oh my. Good thing they had a lot of privacy now since he had thought to lock the door after they had entered. Because all thought had left him now when presented with such a marmoreal beauty. His pale skin shone ghostly in the moonlight entering the windows. His dark hair made a surreal seeming contrast to the white. In short, he was the most beautiful man Remus had ever seen. And the noticeable size of his now fully erect dick did not hurt his cause either.
‘Oh my god, I have to taste you.’ With that, Remus fell to his knees, taking Snape’s dick into his ready mouth. And then -
‘Ouch!’ Remus was so happily in thought about how they happened to get together, that he smack ran into a pillar. His head felt ready to explode. But he was still in bliss about their date. And his thoughts had already made him ready to burst. He was as stiff as the pillar which he ran into a few seconds ago. And now he was running late. So he sped up while still a bit shaky on his feet to make it to their rendezvous point in time. With another smack, he ran full frontal into a person who had just come out of the shadows of the next alcove. Now even more dizzy, Remus looked at the person. Damn if this wasn’t the most gorgeous person on earth. And he was his. Snape. Smiling softly at him while trying to stabilize them both and keeping them from falling. While doing that, he rubbed their bodies involuntarily together - or was it on purpose? - which made Remus even more horny, if that was at all possible.
‘I want you. Right now.’ He ordered Snape, smiling at the prospect of seeing his favourite Slytherin naked.
Snape obliged, letting his robes slide off his shoulders, taking his shirt and pants off, revealing that he still obeyed rule number one. He did not wear underwear. And he did it proudly.
Remus as much as jumped him. He then slid down to the floor, fully appreciating the nakedness of his lover and his erect member. What a sight. He simply had to taste him and make him squirm. He sucked on Snape’s dick, faster and faster, while his left hand helped his mouth with rubbing. His right hand was pumping himself at the same time. He was not able to hold back any longer, moaning into Snape’s dick. This put Snape over the edge. He came almost violently into Lupin’s mouth, his face contorted with lust and satisfaction.
Snape’s seed filling his mouth put Remus over the edge, too. With a loud bellow of satisfaction, he came, scattering cum all over Snape’s legs and the floor. With that, they both fell to the floor, laying on Snape’s robes and trying to catch their breaths. Which was, when it dawned to them that they never made it into the Prefect’s bathroom. They did it right there and then in the hallway of the fifth floor.
At that moment, they heard the soft patter of paws, the distinct sound of Mrs. Norris. They hurriedly gathered their clothes, said the password to the bathroom - catlick - and shuffled inside, getting out of the way of Filches prying eyes and into their private space.
‘Well, that was fun.’ said Remus with a wide smirk. ‘Now onto more pressing matters.’ And with that, he took his dick out again, fully erect once more. Snape only grinned before he did the same. They would have a lot of fun tonight.