The students were back in school and Hogwart's halls were once again off limits to Remus and Sirius. They played a game of chess, took a nap, eat, read a book and were now starring at the fire quietly.
"I've been thinking about what Harry said." Remus said suddenly. Sirius transfered his eyes to his lover.
"About what?"
"About Severus." The Animagi snorted and turned away.
"Harry's been thrown into an adult world and for some reason unknown he's clung to Severus Snape. That's all."
"And Severus Snape clung right back." Remus reminded him.
"So maybe he has a bit of an infatuation with the boy. He wouldn't be the first teacher to lust after him..." Remus backhanded him across the bicep.
"Sirius, I'm serious! We never gave him a chance you know, not when we were in school because he was a Slythrin and not when we got out of school because we had hated him all through school for being a Slythrin. Maybe we need to give him a chance, see him as Harry does without so many prejudices."
"Harry had pleanty of prejudices against the greasy git." Sirius reminded him.
"But he managed to overcome them. Maybe *we* should try too." Sirius rolled his eyes.
"It's been too long, Remus. You can't teach an old dog new tricks."
"Well, we're damn well going to try." Sirius relented with a sigh and waved a hand in defeat.
"Fine, go get him and bring him to bed. I'll wait here." Remus glowered when he realized that Sirius was absolutly serious. "What?"
"Is that how you get to know *everyone*?" Sirius grinned.
"I talked to Harry, but other than that...pretty much. Well, anyone who has any body to get to know of course."
"You are such a dog. Anyone who has any body...well, at least you just admitted that you are at least mildly attracted to him and that's a start." Remus muttered sorely. Sirius laughed.
"Oiy, Remy! It's not that bad. That's how James and I got to know you, incase you'd forgotten." Remus shook his head.
"No, I haven't forgotten."
"Good, well...go get the Slythrin bastard and I'll make myself look as absolutly sexy as possible." Sirius said cheerfully, a giant grin splitting his handsome face.
"Alright, so I take a few passages and sneak to Severus' rooms...and exactly what am I supposed to say? 'Hey, Sev babe, how ya' doin'? Interested in a threesom tonight?'" Sirius roared with laughter and Remus couldn't help but chuckle softly.
"That could work, though you would probably end up on your sweet rear-end in the hall with a couple of hexes chasing you down the corridor. But you could try. I would suggest something more...subtle, or at least less crude." Remus shook his head slowly and made a low growling noise that indicated amusement rather than menice.
"Alright, I'll go. But I'll not force him back here. And if this doesn't work...we're doing it the old fashioned way."
"Deal...but you make an honest attempt. If I have to get to know anyone-especially that slimy git-I would at least like to get laid in the process." Remus laughed.
"You are amazing! Never satisfied, and you in your thirties!" Sirius just shrugged and sauntered into the bathroom to 'pretty himself up' for their expected company.
"I'm losing something..." He whispered softly to his fire place. He didn't know why he had said it, nor what he was losing, but it was something vital; something important. He felt himself succoming to a great depression and wanted nothing more than to cry, but he wasn't allowing himself to; too many years of resisting the need to do so had rid him of the ability.
Severus Snape was gently messaging his temples when there was a soft knock at his door. The first thought that jumped into his head was 'Harry's here to talk to me' and in that moment he convinced himself to talk to the boy and rushed to the door. Only to be dissapointed.
Standing in his doorway was Remus Lupin.
"Please, I don't have the patience for this. I don't have the will to deal with this tonight. I'm sorry, but please go away." Remus' eyes narrowed and his head tipped to one side.
"Are you alright, Severus?"
"What? Why wouldn't I be?" The potion's master snapped. Remus' eyebrow rose; the man was troubled and barely in control of his emotions. Severus rolled his eyes dramatically and stepped away from the door, leaving it open. Remus starred into the room for a moment, not sure if the man wanted him to follow or not, but evently stepped through the door and closed it softly.
"Why are you still here?" Severus asked quietly. He sounded tired, his voice strained.
"I think maybe you need company tonight." Remus told him quietly, standing behind the room's other chair and looking at Severus through the corner of his eye.
"Well, are you going to just stand there and stare at me?" Severus asked finally, the bite Remus had come to expect in the other man's voice completely gone. Remus lowered himself to the thickly padded wing chair and starred into the fire for a moment. "What did you want anyway?" Severus asked finally, that same tired tone creeping into his voice.
"That's not important at the moment. Right now I want to know how you're doing." Severus snorted.
"You do, do you?" He had attempted to inflect something resemembling his normal amount of anomisity into his voice, but it didn't come out as he had intended and he winced softly at his own mournful tone.
"I do. You're troubled; I can tell." Severus was quiet for a long time, then abruptly he sighed.
"So why do you care if I am."
"Perhaps I don't. But then I wouldn't have asked would I...? If you don't want to talk to me, that's fine. I can leave." Severus was quiet for a long time. Sighing, Remus shifted his weight as he prepared to stand.
"You can stay...if you like." The werewolf settled down again.
"Do you want to talk...?" Silence. "Or, would you just like a little company?"
"Why did you come here in the first place, Lupin?" Severus asked with yet another weary sigh.
"Is it important?"
"Yes. Answer the question." Remus chuckled drily.
"Honestly? Harry suggested that we get to know you a little better. I thought he was right; it's about time we put aside our differences, don't you think?" Severus shook his head slowly.
"Damn foolish boy, loves to meddle." Severus said, though Remus could detect a note of amusement, and affection?
"He does at that. But, you still didn't answer my question."
"My answer would depend on your method." Severus returned softly, eyes never leaving the fire.
"Well, to be frank I had thought something more along the lines of a subtle approach. You know, talking and what not. However, Sirius, being as he is says, 'go get him and bring him to bed. I'll wait here.' So I've been sent to intice you into a little game of horizontal dancing. What do you think?" Severus suddenly laughed. It was a short, soft laugh of the likes Remus had never heard out of the man before.
"And is that how you had planned on 'inticing' me?" He asked, never looking at Remus once.
"No, I was thinking more a long the lines of, 'Hey, Sev babe, how ya' doin'? Interested in a threesom tonight?' but the other way works too." Severus made no comment and seemed lost in thought.
"...'Hey, Sev babe, how ya' doin'? Interested in a threesom tonight?'..." Were it under any other circumstances, Severus would have chased the werewolf out of his quarters with curses on his lips, but tonight was different. His immediate reaction was of course to refuse, but he stopped himself.
/I'm lonely.../ he had to admitt, though he didn't really fancy the idea making up for it with Remus and Sirius. However he found himself rising from his chair. Remus momentairly sank into his chair, ready to bolt when Severus went for his wand. However, the potion's master simply held out an arm.
"Lead the way." He said softly. Remus' jaw dropped.
"E-excuse me?" He stuttered. Severus sighed impatiently.
"You heard me. Unless of course, you were joking. Because I'm not." Remus' mouth worked without any actual noise coming out.
"You're serious...I mean...you do understand what I've asked...right?" Severus carefully messaged his temples.
"...'Hey, Sev babe, how ya' doin'? Interested in a threesom tonight?'...is pretty straight foreword. I'm taking you up on your offer, are you going to sit there and gape at me?" he was losing his hastily assembled courage fast and was ready to wave it off and forget it when Remus stood.
"Alright...if your sure..." The man needed to talk; he knew that, however Severus need to losen up before he would talk. Slowly, but without reluctance, Remus ran a hand up Severus' chest and then cupped his neck, pulling him down slowly. Severus closed his eyes, his lips trembling as he allowed Remus to bring their lips together. The kiss was soft, gentle, searching and timid. Nothing like what he was used to.
"Are you still sure?" Remus whispered. Without response, Severus leaned foreword again and captured Remus' lips authoritively.
"Am I still sure?" He questioned upon releasing the werewolf's supple lips. Remus stared up at him gape-jawed and Severus glared, reaffirming his dislike of the man. "What? Never been kissed before...or had you thought that *I* hadn't?" Remus studdered for a moment, still lost in a haze brought on by Severus' mind-blowing, but short kiss.
"I...well..." What had he been thinking? He knew Severus was no virgin-heck, when he came home from the Malfoy part the man smelled so potently of sex that *he* was aroused, but he obviously hadn't expected the man to be so *good*. Severus chuckled drily. He really didn't like his lovers so...Gryffindor-like, but the fact of the matter remained that he was hot, frustrated and wanted nothing more than to pound all his troubles into a willing body.
"Perhaps we should go now?" he asked carefully. Remus, still stuttering nodded quickly.
"Yah...Sirius is probably pretty enough for us..." Severus hiked an eyebrow at the statement, but in the end said nothing.
Still shocked Remus led Severus through a twist of passages and finally to the last portrait protecting his quarters.
"Are you..."
"Say anything else and I will change my mind and leave." Remus bit his lip for a moment, then said the password (dogcollar) and led Severus through the porthole.
"Honey I'm home!" Remus called out loudly. "I brought company!"
"I'll be out in a second. You two make yourselves comfortable!" Sirius called back. Severus refused to comment and instead lowered himself to the couch silently. Remus stood behind him for a moment, looking at him with an odd mixture of sympathy and...worry.
/I'm too soft..../ He chided himself, but he decided that maybe Harry really was right in his thinking that Severus wasn't all that bad.
Though he didn't look it, Severus Snape was nervous. He was nervous and he was doubting his sanity. Remus was standing behind him, tapping those long fingers on the back of the couch in a maddening 'thrump-thrupm, pause, thrump-thrump-thrump...' Sirius was in the bathroom doing God alone knows what (and as far as Severus was concerned at this point, God could stay alone in knowing) and he was about to have sex with two men he hated...okay, he did that everytime he went to a Malfoy party, but this was Remus and Sirius for chrissake! His head was pounding, he hadn't slept or eaten, and Remus kept drumming his fingers on the back of the couch and Sirius was singing!
"Sit down!" He snapped finally. Remus jummped a little and surveyed Severus' tense shoulders and tight jaw.
/I must have been driving him crazy.../ he realized. Stepping gingerly, he moved around the couch and sat down. They remained shoulder-to-shoulder in silence for a minute before Remus started unconciously drumming his fingers on his knees. Severus growled and Remus couldn't help but chuckle a little.
"You sound like a wolf who's about to poun-" With a gutteral sound Severus launched himself on Remus and subdued the man with another of his 'knock-your-sock-off-die-with-a-smile-on-you-face' kisses. "You're not nervous I see..." Remus managed softly when Severus released him. The potion's master rolled his eyes and engaged the man in another tongue wrestling match to stop any further attempts at conversation. He didn't want conversation, he wanted to take out his frustrations on these annoying men and be so tired when he was done that he would just *sleep*.
"Started without me, I see." Severus sat up to look Sirius square in the eyes. Having lost his support, Remus tumbled nose-first into Severus' lap.
"If you had taken much longer we might have finished it as well." Severus said evenly. Sirius chuckled.
"Breaking him in, Remus?" Remus struggled upright, looking dazed.
"Something like that...." he managed. Severus chuckled softly, shoulders bouncing lightly in an almost sinister amusement.
"Is he being a bad boy...? Perhaps I can help?" Severus laughed again and stood, stalking toward Sirius, taking a few precious moments to look the man over. Nothing had physical changed and Severus wasn't exactly impressed, but looking at the man and knowing he was going to be in his bed changed perceptions a bit and Severus had to admit that Sirius Black was attractive. Very attractive. He stopped before Sirius and ignored the tension in the room as he ran one hand up the man's chest, resting his palm against the side of the strong face he had been admiring and leaning close.
"And if I am...being a bad boy?...what are you going to do? Spank me?" He asked seductively. Sirius shivered; Severus lips were centimenters from his own and the man's breath smelled amazingly sweet. "Well...?" He pressed quietly, allowing his hand to travel back down Sirius' front and then around his back. Severus passed his lips lightly over Sirius' and the man leaned foreword in an attempt to capture his lips more fully, but Severus pulled out of reach, an unreadable expression on his face.
"Perhaps we should move to the bed." He said briskly, releasing a very stunned, half-sadated Sirius Black to stumble foreword into the place he *used* to be.
"I did attempt to warn you...but, I was...indisposed at the moment." Remus commented.
"With what?!"
"Trying to remember how to talk." Sirius laughed and looked over at Severus. The man had alread devested himself of his clothing and was reclining with appearent unconcern against the pillows. Sirius smirked, eyeing Severus' closed eyes.
"I think he's trying to tell us something..." With twin SEG's* the duo stalked toward the bed.
As it turned out however, Severus was not trying to say anything; as he had fallen asleep. It was an amazing concept really. Severus *had* crawled on the bed to give a 'hint-hint' but there was something about the bed...the way it felt, the way it smelled, and he had fallen asleep almost as soon as his head hit the pillow. However, the two stalking him didn't know this.
Sirius stood at the foot of the bed and pointed wordlessly toward Severus' naked chest and Remus nodded, crawling onto the bed silently. Looking at eachother the entire time, they simultanously advanced on their targets.
Severus woke to the odd sensation of something warm and wet around his toe and another on his right nipple. Momentairly disorientated he jerked upright, knocking the warm thing from his chest and pulled his leg up roughly.
"You were really asleep..." Remus decided wonderingly.
"I absolutly was not. I just don't like people *sucking* on my *toes*!" He hissed, cradling the aforementioned toe. Remus chose wisely to say nothing, but Sirius crawled up on the bed and slinked toward Severus.
"You don't like people *sucking* on things, huh?" Severus glared at him, but didn't protest when he was slowly pushed backwards. Laying flat on his back Severus forced his breathing to even out and bit his lip as Sirius began slowly running his tongue up Severus' currently fluccid penis.
"Are you enjoying yourself?" Remus whispered, kissing a trail up his neck and fastening his lips over Severus', the man moaned softly into the security of his mouth and returned the kiss. Sirius smirked evilily and abruptly swallowed Severus' now full errection. The professor made a strangled noise and clutched at Remus desperatly. Sirius chuckled around the shaft down his throat and slowly let it slide from his mouth. Breathless, Remus and Severus seperated. Remus chuckled down at a panting potion's proffesor, recieving a firm glare.
"Looks to me like you *really* enjoy people sucking on things." Sirius commented quietly.
"I have absolutly no use for idle chitter-chatter." Severus snapped, "Would you mind just fucking me?" startled, Sirius sat up a bit straighter and hiked an eyebrow at the duo further up on the bed. The room was deathly silent for a moment then Remus suddenly declared,
"I get to be bottom!" and broke the tension building in the room. Severus slowly turned from Sirius' gaze and pulled Remus into his lap, latching on to his lips in a firm demanding kiss. Sirius chuckled somewhere off to his left and began removing his clothing while Severus made quick work of Remus'. When Severus felt a gentle press to his back he lowered Remus to the bed, cradling his head and never breaking their kiss. Remus pushed him away long enough to inform him that 'if you keep that up, I'm not going to last' and wrap his legs around Severus' brood shoulders.
"None of that." Remus told him when Severus attempted to stretch him. "Just take me..." he pleaded. Eyes watering, Severus did as he was told, bitting his lips hard enough to draw blood as he was slowly encased in warmth. Remus screamed, and Sirius moaned.
"I'm not going to remain still for much longer." Severus warned, teeth clenched as he fought to keep his body from moving. Licking his lips, Sirius complied with Severus' request and slowly entered his body.
"My gods...." he breathed, panting hard and holding back the urge to climax right then. However, if he had been planning on remaining still for any length of time, he wasnt allowed to. Deeply pleased with his effect on the man he hated since they met, Severus took great pleasure in rocking in between them. Remus clenched his muscles around Severus' length as the man moved into him, caught by the expression spreading across his hard features; pain, pleasure, lonliness, desire, fury, betrayal, hate...love. The last frightened him, and had it not been for the sudden hand on his rock hard shaft and member moving in and out of him, he might have lost his erection. He watched Severus' face with rapt attention, barely hearing Sirius' almost pained moans as Severus brought them both closer and closer to release. Severus pushed into Sirius' groin and stroaked Remus' weeping erection furiously, suddenly wanting this to be over, not liking the way it was making him feel. They oragasmed at nearly the same time, Remus and Sirius both screaming at the top of their lungs. Severus followed them courtiously, his head buried in Remus' shoulder, body tense as he rode three powerful climaxes.
Remus was left panting and weak-limbed in the wake of his orgasm; it was the most powerful one he'd felt in a long time. Sirius was in a similar state, shaking noticibly as he leaned into Severus' lax form. Remus turned his head slightly, planning on nuzzling against Severus' face, but a sound stopped him; a soft, almost unnoticeable sound. Severus Snape, slimy Slythrin git, hated and feared potion's master, was crying.