An Experiment Gone Wrong

Both Severus and Remus were quiet as they walked down the corridor to the dungeons, splitting apart once they were out of James's sight. Meeting with The Order had given them both alot to think on, and though both were confident they would be able to handle their tasks, that wasn't the main issue. So much was going through their minds on other topics that The Order business wasn't even remembered.

Remus was worried bout how Lily was going to react to his choices, that being not just his desire to learn the dark arts, but Severus as well. He had made it quite clear to James that he chose Severus as his mate, yet he really wasn't 100% sure that's what Severus wanted, or if he wanted Remus at all. They had been playing the 'cat-n-mouse' game so far, yet if...when...the time might come for more, would Severus even be able to understand what Remus wanted of him?

Remus had finally admitted consciously that he didn't just want Severus as a fly by night sex partner. No, it went far beyond that now, though he didn't have a clue as to why. There was something beneath the surface of Severus Snape that Remus had begun to see, and more importantly..like...no...love. Not the cold, aloof, hateful git Severus usually showed to the world, but a person. A man. A man with alot of mystery. And that excited Remus in a big way.

It was the little things he'd seen over the last 2 months that had drawn him to Severus like a moth to the flame. How his eyes would light up when he was working on his potions, how gentle he could be when he was with his owl Eranos, how comforting and tender he was while telling it how much it meant to him. In his way he even did care for his students. Remus had caught him a few times going over work from his students of the past year, checking and making notes for the next year to come or where their strengths and weaknesses were.

How Severus secretly loved the written works of the masters, muggle and wizard alike. How many times Remus had gone to bed leaving Severus by the fire to read Shakespeare, Doyle, Hemingway, Chekhov and the like. Remus often times had fallen asleep thinking Severus would have made a great muggle actor, he had the voice and mannerisms to do well in that. Though of course, potions was Severus's love, he knew that. Nothing was as important to him as his potions, and Remus could have almost been jealous of that if it wasn't that he knew how lonely Severus really was.

Severus had held his past in tight check, despite Remus's questions. He had told however him that he was interested in men during one of their fireside chats a while ago, and that he had in the past experienced a bit of what life had to offer. But that was as far as Severus would go, throwing up shutters so thick Remus couldn't even dare try to open. And now apparently, Severus had had a good reason for some of those shutters, because of what he was.

Remus knew he had surprized him back in Albus's office when he didn't appear to be shocked by his deatheater status, but truth was he had been a bit startled. A part of him had wanted to run and hide when he heard what Severus was, but a larger part of him was fascinated. Not because he was a servant of Voldemort, but because of the type of powers he must have to be as such. He knew Voldemort offered his servants special skills and magics, though he was way too afraid to really ask what. He had told himself that he would accept Severus for all his faults as well as his talents, and he wasn't going to go back on those words just because Severus was...had been..a deatheater.

Which is exactly where Severus's mind was at himself. The fact that Remus still appeared to want him despite knowing what he had done in his life astounded him. It was more than obvious now something had happened between Remus and Sirius that even Remus himself was unforgiving of, but what could possibly have been worse then Severus being a deatheater? The fact that Remus was willing to throw away his friendship with Potter for him just made the situation the most unbelievable.

Severus was afraid though now, more than he had been all day. More then revealing himself infront of The Order. More than even when Remus had lost control of his powers. Remus's quietness was unnerving to him, almost like a death sentence. *Is he thinking of leaving after all? Even though I've switched over to the good side? Would he really do that to me? No...he said he wanted me to go with him tomorrow...he wouldn't have said that if he was going to leave right? Unless...he was saying it just to rile up Potter...Merlin Remus talk to me, tell me what's going on here!* Severus's thoughts cried out.

They reached the dungeons and just as quietly went to Severus's private rooms. Remus excused himself to go the bathroom to get into his pyjama's, leaving Severus to change in the main room. All the plans he had, all the hopes even for the evening seemed dull now, a fading memory. Obviously what had taken place infront of Potter had been nothing more then for show, Severus could see that now.

He finished getting into his pyjama's and stood by the bed for a moment looking at it wistfully. *Don't even think bout it Severus, it was a nice dream....but that's all it was....a dream. Just give up and plan to spend the whole Yule with Stephan. He wants you in his bed atleast...* his inner voice chided.

With a deep sigh he turned from the bed, not even bothering to answer his inner voice. He knew it would hurt too much if he did, and it was one more hurt today he didn't need. Glancing at Remus's case he wondred again if he had been so wrong in what Remus wanted. Earlier he was positive Remus wanted to claim him, yet now only a few hours remained till midnight, and any chances of that happening tonight were pretty much dwindled away. He sat down heavily in his chair, eyes staring unseen into the warm glow of the fire, and tried to block out all the strange emotions he had felt today.

Remus returned from the bathroom though his thoughts were of a far different nature. His wolf senses told him that something wasn't right out here, that there was a heavy depressed feeling circling round in the air, and that it was coming from one place....one of the chairs by the fire, the very one Severus was sitting in. He could sense more than just depression, he could sense fear mingled in. Not the scary kind of fear, not the deathlike fear...this was fear of a different sort. This was the fear of being alone, tired, lost and hurt, and Remus couldn't help but to respond to those feelings.

Walking to the side of the chair he noticed Severus had slumped down into it, eyes unfocused and unseeing at the fireplace. Remus could feel the emotions so strongly now that it pained him, and all he could think bout was easing the torment that this man was in. And being honest with himself, the same emotion was within him as well. His body was aching, and it wasn't from last nights transformations, or leftover soreness from the spell earlier. This ache was purely for the man before him, Severus Silvius Snape.

Severus didn't even notice when Remus kneeled down next to the chair, or that Remus was watching him carefully. He was still lost in his faded dreams and hopes, oblivious to the world round him. Until he heard a soft voice, and oddly enough it was calling his name.

"Severus...? Severus...?"

Severus blinked in surprize and turned to the person who's voice it was, only to realize it was Remus. "R-Remus? I'm sorry...I...I didn't hear you. Is something wrong? I thought you were going to sleep...?" Severus said slowly.

"Well...err..I was. Going to...bed...I mean. But...I...I..can't sleep." Remus said hesitantly. He knew he'd only have one shot at what he wanted, and he wasn't going to mess it up.

Severus turned to look at him with an odd expression. "You..you can't sleep?" he asked surprized, wondring why Remus would be telling him this.

"Y-yes, that's right. I can't sleep. It's...It's too bright in here...." he said.

Severus looked round the room and back at Remus. "Well...I guess I could put a few more candle's out..." he said then stood up and went round snuffing out some more candles. Suddenly the room seemed far too dark, and way too confined causing him to shiver slightly.

Remus saw him shiver and wondred why. "Are you cold?"

"No, I'm fine. Look Remus, it's late, you need you're sleep. If you don't get into bed now Pomfrey is going to have me for dinner, and personally that is not something I'd be looking forward to." Severus said in a flat voice and walked back to where Remus was still kneeling by the chair.

With a sigh Remus got up and went over to the bed, turning round to watch Severus again, who was of course watching him. For a second Remus swore he saw a look that meant far more then Severus was saying come acrost his eyes, but it was gone just as quickly. "Good night Severus." was all he said, and turned back, getting into the bed now.

"Good night Remus." Severus said and returned to his chair, all hope lost finally in his mind.

A few moments passed however and he heard Remus moving round. "Severus?" Remus softly called out.

"Yes Remus?" Severus said back in that same flat toned voice.

"Sorry but...could you get me a drink of water? I'm feeling rather thirsty for some reason..." Remus said.

"Water. Right." Severus said getting up automatically and pouring him out a glass of water. He always kept a pitcher of ice water in his room incase during the night he himself got thirsty. Taking the glass over the bed he handed it to Remus. "Here."

Remus took it and drank it down in a few gulps, handing the glass back to Severus. "Thank you." he said, and settled himself back in the bed whilst Severus went and put the glass away, returning to his chair to get lost in his depressed thoughts. He was just beginning to stare into the flames again when he heard Remus call him for a second time.

"Severus?"

"Yes...Remus?" he said a bit wearily, wondring what on earth Remus could want now.

"Could...could I get another duvet please? It's a bit chilly in here tonight..." Remus said softly.

"Duvet? Oh....allright, I think I have another one in the wardrobe..." he said absentmindedly, though it complete escaped him that the extra duvet he did have was the that he would need to use to sleep with later.

Going over he pulled out the green and silver duvet with the Hogwart's Slytherin Crest on it and brought it to the bed. He held it out to Remus who was still lying down oddly enough, so he said. "You're duvet. You did want it right?" he asked.

Remus nodded though he didn't sit up to take it. "Could...you cover me up...please? I'm feeling...a bit off...for some reason..." he said slowly.

Severus covered him up then sat down on the edge of the bed, leaning in to get a better look at Remus. He did look a bit pale actually and he became concerned something might be wrong. "Remus you do look a bit pale...what's wrong?" he said worriedly.

Remus closed his eyes, Severus being this close to him, leaning over him like this was almost too much to bear. He could smell his scent so strongly, and it was making him even a bit dizzy, causing him to shiver a little at the thoughts that were running rampant through his mind right just then.

"Are you in pain?" Severus asked very concerned now when he saw Remus shut his eyes and shiver like that.

Remus didn't open his eyes but slightly nodded his head. *Only for you Severus...only for you....* "Yes....a little..." Remus said outloud in a low voice.

"Do you want me to get some Curacion Potion? It would only take a minute..." Severus said preparing to leave for the potion, but was stopped by a hand on his arm.

"No...no potions Severus...it's not that kind of pain...." Remus said barely above a whisper, opening his eyes to look up at Severus.

Severus looked back down at Remus and his breath caught in his throat, his chest tightened. The few candles that were left burning were flickering off of Remus's hair making it appear like a halo encircled him, and were lighting up his eyes like dazzling golden diamonds. At that moment Remus couldn't have looked more like an angel, and he barely even realized it when he heard himself say in a whisper, "What...type...of...pain...?"

Remus saw how Severus was looking at him and it only added to what he was allready feeling. He wondred how much more he could take before he would just all out pull Severus into the bed with him. But that wasn't how he wanted this, and gods know he did want this more then anything he ever had. "It's....my heart..." Remus said slowly.

Severus looked at Remus concerned. "Your heart? Is it because of the transformations...or..or the potion? Did I make it too strong?" he asked worriedly.

Remus shook his head and sighed. "No...it's not being the wolf...it's not the potion...it's...you...Severus...my heart hurts...because of...you..." he whispered.

Severus was dumbstruck, he couldn't believe he was hearing this correctly. Remus really did want him? He had to be sure though...he couldn't take it if he was misunderstanding this. "Remus...what are you saying....what do you mean...?"

Remus reached his hand up and gently brushed Severus's forehead with his fingertips, pushing aside a lock of his hair. "I mean...that there is only one cure for what ails me Severus...and it's you...." he said in a soft whisper and gazed deep into Severus's eyes.

Remus's admission finally broke whatever reserves Severus had towards him. He closed his eyes and let all the tensions, fears and pains he had suffered slip away, and only contentment, pleasure, happiness and love remained. A small groan escaped his lips and he knew that if he were to die right then and there, he would die the happiest man on earth.

Enough of Remus wolven instincts still remained that he could feel this shift of emotions within Severus, and he too let go of all his fears and worries. The only thing he wanted was Severus...in body, mind and soul. Severus made Remus feel more alive and cared for then Sirius had ever made him feel, and he hoped beyond hope that Severus felt the same from him in return.

Seconds later his wishes were answered when Severus reopened his eyes and gazed down at him. The look in his eyes were a swirling mixture of truth, hope, passion and the most important to Remus of all....love. This was what he wanted, this was what he needed and he knew he had finally understood what being free meant. It was love.

"Severus...." Remus barely managed to whisper but Severus cut off his words.

"You're mine Remus...as you were supposed to be...I've waited so long....so very long..." Severus whispered back taking Remus's cheek in the palm of his hand.

Remus shivered at his touch, soft and gentle yet at the same time flowing with electricity. Severus could no longer hold himself back, and he leaned down and lightly brushed Remus's lips with his own for a moment shivering himself at the warmth he felt from them.

He looked back up into Remus's eyes and he could see desire, passion and a hunger that equalled his own. Unlike with the men of his past, even with Stephan, this was going to be different. This was going to be special, the meeting of body, mind and soul. The joining of two people in love.

He knew no matter what he had to make Remus his and his alone. Leaning back in he kissed Remus longingly, tenderly, pouring his all needs, hopes and his love into that one kiss. He felt drunk with delight when Remus responded back just as passionately, and it fueled his desires even more.

He broke the kiss of for a moment to kick off his slippers, then quickly slipped underneath the duvets next to Remus. Rather then resuming the kiss on Remus's lips however, he trailed his lips down Remus's neck, nibbling at the places he just somehow knew would be the most sensitive on him, over the moon at the way Remus responded with his slight shivers and low moans.

All the expertise he had learned over the years due to lusted passions he forgot, only concentrating on what it meant to be with someone he loved. He felt nervous, as if this was the first time he had ever made love to anyone, and in truth it was. Paris was alot of things, but for all the words of 'love' spoken in the city of pleasures, he realized not one of them could touch what he was feeling now.

His hand began to explore on it's own, moving it's way down Remus's silkily clad arms to his hand, intertwining his fingers with Remus's for a moment. He stopped his kisses on Remus's neck to bring those fingers to his lips. Gently he began to attend to each finger with his tongue, nibbling at them with his teeth, eliciting even more soft moans from Remus.

He leaned over and kissed Remus again, nipping gently at his lower lip with his teeth, using his tongue to part his lips gently. Remus responded eagerly and Severus was soon lost in the sweet warmth of his mouth. His hand again finding motivation of it's own moved towards the top button of Remus's pyjama top, and he broke the kiss to look into Remus's eyes questioningly.

A nod from Remus was all he needed, and he turned his attention to the restrictive buttons. As he opened up each button he placed a tiny little kisses on the newly exposed skin until finally he reached the last button, and lifting Remus up for a moment to remove the shirt, threw it to the floor. Suddenly he could feel Remus become nervous, and looking up into his eyes saw almost a fear there now.

It took him a moment to realize why, then he remembered he had felt that fear growing during his kisses, especially when he had been near Remus's shoulder. Severus moved himself back up to look at the place that was the cause of the tormented life in which his lover was forced into and he knew it was the basis for what Remus was feeling now.

His shoulder was a crisscross of tiny slashes and bitemarks, but it was a thick scar running from the top of his shoulder to halfway down his arm that Severus knew was the cause of the fear. This is where he had been bitten all those years ago, and despite the healing properties of a werewolf, the marks and scars had never healed. They were to be a permanent reminder to Remus Lupin of what he was and Severus felt a pang of anger at the creature that had marred his lover so badly, the thing that had deemed to take away his dignity.

He tried to keep in check that anger, he knew to show it now would make Remus even more afraid, until something else caught his eye. A glint of gold against the pale smoothness of Remus's neck, another reminder of what the rest of the world thought of this man. With a low growl he grabbed the piece of gold and tore it from Remus's neck, holding it in his hand for a moment, looking at it with darkening eyes.

"S-Severus? Did...did I do...something...wrong?" Remus said breathlessly, slightly stunned. He didn't know what was going on, why Severus suddenly had this anger.

Severus shook his head, trying to suppress the anger he felt. "No, it's not you Remus...gods no...you're perfect...it's this..." he said holding up the golden chain.

Remus subconsciously put his hand to his scar, and looked at Severus questioning. "My...tag?" he asked.

Severus nodded. "I will not..let this piece of filth..come between us. I don't want you afraid anymore...ashamed of who you are...this thing...has kept you from being happy Remus...it makes you afraid of my touch...inhibits you enough to keep you closed to even me...and I won't have it..." he said with a growl, and threw the tag acrost the room.

Remus couldn't believe that this was real, that Severus had just removed the last thing that had been keeping him from totally giving everything of himself to Severus. Not that he didn't want to, gods knew he did, but when Severus had opened his shirt and seen the scars he knew he had closed a piece of himself off, a self protection he had never revealed even to Sirius. But now those protections were gone, and he was free to give Severus every part of himself, without the fear of pain and rejection.

Severus could see the last remaining fears leave Remus's eyes, and his needs returned doublefold. Lowering himself back down to the marred shoulder he moved Remus's hand out of the way and gently kissed every single marred area he could, then used his tongue to tenderly trace the long scar from tip to tip. He heard a soft moan come from Remus, and felt him move beneath him not in pain, but in pure ecstasy, so he repeated his actions, lingering on each patch of skin that his tongue touched.

His hand slid acrost Remus's chest, twining his fingers in the soft brown hair that covered it. Moving his kisses off Remus shoulder, Severus nuzzled that hair delicately for a moment, then continued his kisses and explorations of Remus's chest. He kissed, teased, nibbled and licked every inch that he could, only becoming satisfied when Remus soft moans gave way to louder ones.

Both his hands and lips moved downward again, massaging and caressing the milky skin of Remus's stomach and waist, yet again kissing, licking and nibbling at every where his mouth could reach. His fingertips brushed like a feather at Remus's sides, causing him to squirm beneath him, and his breathless moans of pleasure urged him further on.

Sliding his hands down Remus's sides he stopped at the waistband of his pyjama bottoms, and almost teasingly began to slide them down a little at a time. He kneeled back to finish taking them off, and tossed it on the floor, focusing his eyes on the sight now before him.

It wasn't as if he hadn't seen Remus naked before, but this time it was far different. The golden glow of the few remaining candles played on his skin temptingly, almost as if it knew exactly where to focus it's light, causing Severus's breath to catch in his chest. His eyes greedily took in everything it could before stopping on the one place that was now the focus of Severus's attentions.

Tenderly his brushed his lips against Remus's heated arousal, eliciting a gasp of pure pleasure from Remus. Severus then heard someone moan, and realized it was himself, and he no longer could hold back on what his desires were. With a passion that surprized even himself he took Remus into his mouth, savouring the smells and taste that was only Remus Lupin.

Despite his years of skilled practise in pleasuring other men, none of that seemed to come close to what he was doing nor feeling right now. In Paris he had done this for lust, for release of tension....but not now. Not with Remus. The men he had been with in the past, even Stephan, he had been more then eager to please, but that's all it was...simple, basic pleasure of the lusted kind. Severus had learned to give what he could quickly, so he could just as quickly find his own releases, but this wasn't the case now.

The way Remus was responding to Severus touch, his lips, his tongue wrapped delicately round him was almost enough to drive Severus over the edge, but he kept himself in control. He wanted nothing more then to show that it was Remus's needs that would be met first, that it was Remus's turn to feel secure, safe and above all...loved. Although he wasn't 100% sure, he suspected that Sirius Black wasn't always the most compassionate of lovers, probably putting his own needs before Remus's, and he needed to let Remus know that he wasn't going to be that way.

He took his time in what he was doing, until he became aware that Remus's breathing was speeding up, that his fists were now clutching the bed sheets, and that his moans were getting more frequent and louder. He speed his actions up, knowing that Remus wasn't going to be able to hold himself back much longer, and Merlin knew all he wanted now was to taste the ambrosia that Remus could offer him.

Not more then a few moments later he was rewarded, as Severus's name tore from Remus's lips and he shuddered with his release. Severus drank in everything of the salty sweetness that was being given to him. He licked away the last remaining drops from his lover and sighed with deep satisfaction for a moment, then moved himself back up to kiss Remus's waiting lips.

Remus opened his eyes in a daze, glowing with the effects of what had just happened. He focused his eyes on Severus's and a smile came acrost his face slowly, warming Severus's heart at the amount of love that was radiating from those golden brown eyes.

"You...are...incredible..." Remus said softly after a moment.

"Mmm...so are you...but..." Severus said softly and pushed aside a strand of hair from Remus's eyes.

"But...?" Remus said quietly.

A small smile came acrost Severus's face and he pressed his own arousal against Remus's hip. "But that...was only the beginning...."

A look of startled understanding came acrost Remus's face, shortly replaced by a shy blush. "Oh..." was all he managed to say causing Severus to chuckle.

Remus attempted to get up then but Severus gently pushed him back down onto the pillows. "No Remus..." he said quietly.

Remus was puzzled. "N-no? I...I dont...understand..."

"This...tonight...is all for you...and you alone. I am going to satisfy you in every way possible...." Severus said passionately.

"But...Severus..." Remus began but was cut off by a kiss from Severus.

"No...for once Remus Lupin...someone is going to take care of you...your needs...because I have a good feeling that is something that you have never been allowed to have before..." Severus said and for a moment his mind flicked to Sirius Black, and the look in Remus's eyes confirmed what he thought.

"Severus...please...let me...do something...anything...to make you...happy..." Remus pleaded. He wasn't used to this, and it frightened him a little bit even.

Severus firmly shook his head. "No Remus, another time...and there will be other times...but not now. Tonight is for you. I told you before Remus...it's no good to argue with me on this...I always get my way.." he said with a grin. "And besides...who said I wasn't happy hmm? Personally, I don't think I could be happier..." he said rubbing himself against Remus's hip again, "....as you can tell..."

Remus smiled shyly and gave a small yet deeply satisfying sigh. "You win Severus...by Merlin you win...." he half whispered, closing his eyes in wonder at the renewed feelings that Severus's rubbing was doing to him.

"That's right Remus...I always win...." Severus whispered back and leaned in to kiss Remus gently on the lips.

That simple kiss renewed his desires, and he reworked himself down Remus's body again, kissing, licking and nibbling any and everything in his path. When he could take it no longer, when his needs outweighed his desires, he paused letting his eyes take in everything they could that was Remus.

He paused and got out of bed for a moment, watching Remus's eyes follow him as he slowly unbuttoned his own pyjama's and removed both top and bottom. Tossing them ontop of where Remus's were he only paused long enough to get something from his wardrobe, placed it on the dresser and returned to the bed quickly. He had wanted this for 8 years, and nothing was going to stop him from making Remus his now.

He resumed his kisses and reexplorations of Remus's body, until he knew Remus was relaxed enough for what Severus desperately needed at this point. He could think of nothing else in the world other then to be inside of Remus. To hear him gasp and moan in pleasure, knowing that it was himself that would be the cause of the dizzying ecstasy that he wanted to put Remus into.

When he could take no more of the aching that his body was in, of hearing the soft moans issuing from Remus's lips, he reached for the small item he had placed on the side dresser. He poured a little of the substance into his hand and coated himself with what hoped would be enough oil that he wouldn't hurt Remus. He knew Remus's had held a surprized look when he had seen Severus remove his pyjama bottoms, and he suspected now that he was probably much more well endowed then Black was.

However much that thought excited him, he certainly didn't want it to be an encumbrance where Remus was concerned. To make sure though he coated his fingers liberally as well before putting the small vial back on the dresser.

He parted Remus's legs with ease but he could feel Remus still tensing up, so he stopped for a moment and looked back up into Remus's worried eyes reassuringly. "Relax...I promise you I will be gentle...I won't hurt you Remus....I'll never hurt you..." he whispered.

Very gently he slipped one of his fingers halfway into Remus, feeling him clench tightly so he waited a moment before going further. He wrapped his free arm round Remus's waist, lifting him up just a bit so that it would be more comfortable for him. He tried to get him to relax by rubbing the small of his back, and was glad to see it was working, and that Remus was less tense now.

Severus slipped the rest of his finger into Remus now, gently making little circles to help ease the tensions still flowing. He knew Remus wasn't by any means a virgin, so he was a bit puzzled why he was reacting like this, but a part of him had the same suspicions that Remus had obviously never been treated this way...with gentleness and kindness. Black reminded him suddenly of himself in a way, more eager to get pleased rather then give the pleasure. Or atleast what Severus had been like up until now.

When he realized Remus had finally eased up, he slipped in a second finger gently, and again felt Remus close round him tightly. This time however it didn't take near as long to get him to relax, and soon he managed to slip in a third finger. He heard Remus gasp at the moment he did that, almost as if in pain and he became concerned. "Remus? Am...am I hurting you?" he whispered.

Remus shook his head and said in a low, breathless voice, "N-no....gods....no..."

Severus felt over the moon at those words, and resumed his gentle probing and tender administrations to prepare Remus for him. When he felt Remus had finally released his the last of his tensions he removed his fingers and moved himself up, positioning himself where he needed to be. With a gentleness that would hopefully let Remus know how much he loved him, he leaned over and kissed Remus's lips, while slipping himself barely into Remus's body.

He heard Remus gasp, but not in pain and he felt confident enough to push himself further into him. "Are...you...allright..." he whispered breathlessly.

Remus nodded slightly, so he let go of the rest of his fears that he was hurting him and pushed himself all the way into Remus's body. He stopped there for a moment, closing his eyes at the waves of pleasure that were cascading through him. Loving every second of how Remus's body just seem to mould onto him, and how warm and tight Remus felt round him.

Pulling out just enough he angled himself so that he would be able to find the one place that he knew would make Remus completely uninhibited, and allow himself to enjoy what Severus was doing. He pushed back in and slid himself over that area, and a moan from Remus along with a shiver greeted him, however it threw his own mind into complete chaos.

He wanted to make Remus feel everything, feel him, his love, his body, his soul. He poured everything he could of those emotions into what he was doing. He was gentle as he promised, his only thoughts were of Remus's needs, Remus's desires, of making Remus happy.

Severus's body trembled at each soft moan and gasp Remus breathed. It made him dizzy, heated, he couldn't believe this was real, that he was finally inside of the only person in his life he would ever love. He felt Remus's legs wrap round him, pushing him deeper inside, and though he had told Remus he was the one in charge, he felt himself abandoning everything. Giving up everything to Remus, he let go of himself, unable to think, unable to do anything but Remus's bidding.

Remus was the one in control now, Severus was too far gone to notice it now. Remus's body was telling Severus what to do, setting the pace, putting Severus's hands in the places where he wanted to be touched. It was as if Remus became awakened, and Severus was now powerless against this man.

Only one thought came to him suddenly, and a tiny warning bell went off. *Midnight....oh gods it's almost midnight!* his mind screamed at him, and he knew it was now or he'd have wait yet again for what he wanted so badly.

"Remus..." he barely was able to gasp, "Claim me...make...me...yours...mark me..."

Remus moaned deeply. If Severus had wanted to make him happy then there was no better way he could have done so than by those words. It didn't matter to Remus how Severus had known about the marking, the fact that he had asked him to do it was enough. And at this point, Remus couldn't have stopped it if he had wanted to, which by any means he didn't.

Using the strength left in him by the moon he willed his teeth to sharpen and lifting his wrist to his lips bit down hard, drawing the blood he needed. Coating his lips and tongue with his own blood, he leaned up and fastened his mouth on Severus's neck, his teeth still sharp enough that it was all too easy to draw Severus's blood. A small wolfish growl escaped him, the smell of fresh blood was too strong to ignore, and the fact that it was Severus's blood made it even sweeter.

Remus's tongue invitingly swirled round the drawn blood, mingling his own within it, and the coppery sweet tastes of the mixed blood sent him over the edge. Knowing that Severus was now his to command, that he was his forever drove him into a frenzy. There was still enough of the moon left that his wolven side took over, forcing Severus into him with a desire he couldn't control.

Severus didn't care what was happening, the mix of bloods was beginning to work it's way through his body, igniting him, and he felt things he never had felt before. Everything became sharper, clearer, scents that moments ago he hadn't smelled assaulted him, and his senses started to reel with an insatiable hunger.

He heard himself surprizingly give a low growl, and before he knew what he was doing he lifted Remus's wrist to his lips, licking away what blood was left of the quickly healing bite, just as Remus was still doing to his neck. When the last drop of blood was cleaned, and Remus was no longer licking at his neck he knew he wasn't going to last a moment longer, that he had to release himself and now.

A low howl that he realized was his own echoed round the room as he released himself into Remus's waiting body, his heart pounding and his sweaty body trembling as he shuddered with his final release. He collapsed onto Remus's sweaty chest, Remus's strong legs still round him keeping him close, unwilling to part away yet.

Severus reached over and took Remus's hand in his, twining their fingers together, and he felt Remus's heartbeat as it began to slow down and return to normal. It was such a quick transition considering that they had only ended their lovemaking a few moments before. Severus didn't even realize his own heartbeat had been doing the same thing, only a bit slower then Remus's had, but yet now his heartbeat was almost normal.

He looked up at Remus a bit surprized, and was greeted by a smile and a twinkle in Remus's eyes. "H-how?" was all he managed to say.

Remus chuckled. "All the benefits without the drawbacks Severus....my blood is now yours...as is what I am...you're now a part of me Severus...a part of the werewolf...except you wont have to go through the transformations..." he said actually happy about this.

Severus decided to tell Remus the truth then, he wanted no more secrets. "I knew...rather I know that..what I've become...earlier when...you were asleep after...after what happened with Albus...I saw you're book..." he said and turned his gaze away so that he wouldn't see if Remus would get angry with him for that.

"Mmm...I see....and...what did you think of it Sev?" Remus only said in return, though his voice held a bit of amusement more then anger.

Severus turned his gaze back to his lover...no...his lifemate. Raising an eyebrow he said, "Sev?"

Remus chuckled. "Sev." he said with a grin. "It will make it alot easier to call your name out during our lovemaking then all those syllables that comprise your name.."

Severus chuckle and he shook his head. "As long as you don't ever call me Sevy or anything like that. I think I'd have to kill you..." he grinned, covering them up with the duvets, then turning to lifemate protectively, scooping him into his arms and body.

Remus laughed. "And kill yourself while you're at it eh? Or didn't you read that part?" he said, snuggling deep into his lifemates embrace.

Severus closed his eyes, sleep beginning to creep up on him, he still however had enough strength to answer. "Oh I read it allright...all of it...and...I love you Remus Lupin...for now and always...my Remus...my lifemate..."

Remus was surprized to hear Severus's voice inside his head, it sounded deeper, richer, and a hell of a lot sexier then when he spoke out loud. Drawing on the powers of both dark and wolf, knowing this was one thing he could control despite the fact he too was feeling the tiring effects of what had transpired, he responded. "I love you too Severus Snape...my Severus...my lifemate...now..and always..."

As the hour of midnight came and passed ushering in the start of a new day, the two sleeping people entwined in each others arms didn't notice that a shadow fell across them briefly, and was just as quickly gone. A sense of peace and calmness was left in the shadows wake, for it had seen the blood that still remained on the sheets, and he knew exactly what it had entailed.

Back in his office Albus Dumbledore was smiling as he put his hand down gently on Fawkes's head giving him a loving pat. The Phoenix had just finished his rebirth day, and was in fine plumage, and he chirped questioningly at his master for he could tell Albus was being pensive.

"No my dear Fawkes, it's is nothing. I was right though...I was right. They will make fine members of The Order, I have no doubts now....yes...everything is now the way it should be." he said softly, and went to his own private chambers to get some well needed sleep.

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