May Madness Day 6
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hp_may_madnessTitle: Barking Mad Wicked Wolves 6
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inkgeist
Pairing/Characters: Severus, Argus, Ren (yes, this will eventually get to Severus/Remus)
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG?
Warning: Unbeta-ed. Sexual tension, hints of zelophilia (aroused by jealousy)
Challenge: May Madness Day 6. (Taking the prompt for Day 8: Kissing)
Notes: I should have followed my instincts and titled this Wicked Wolves
The door slammed shut signaling the all-clear. He smiled, delighting in Ren’s jealousy.
“Severus, I wouldn't have known you to be a voyeur.”
“Exhibitionist. You knew it was impossible for me to leave.” Argus could smell how much Severus enjoyed the show and was that jealousy?
“Your big bad wolf is quite obliging.”
“He’s not mine and I’m not surprised” Severus sniffed at Argus’s barking laugh.
“You and Ren are quite the pair.”
“Your boy did just ask me to bed, is that permission to accept his offer?” Severus smirked when Argus’s eyes turned silver he didn’t know if it was rage or lust, probably both. Argus regained his composure and continued tersely.
“I would like a list of the wolves on the new variant of the Wolfsbane and those on the control group. The moon is when the fucking nomads do the most damage and I want the control to secure the village. I refuse to have more children turned. If I could kill that miserable waste of oxygen again, I’d pay good money to do it!” Severus nodded, secretly proud of Remus.
“You can have that out with Lupin. How are the young ones?” Severus wouldn't will the concern out of his voice. The youngest victim had been four. Argus raked his fingers through his hair.
“Stable. Do I want to know why you developed that potion?” Severus unbuttoned his shirt revealing a gnarled cluster of scars on his neck.
“It wasn’t the first time I was nearly mauled to death.” Severus responded, belatedly realizing Argus had stopped listening. Instead of being disgusted, Argus’s look was hungry, his mouth partially open. Severus quickly covered his neck, remembering what the gesture meant in wolf culture. The better to eat you with, that line of the story had started to provoke an entirely inappropriate reaction after sixth year and Severus shook off the thought
“Though you would like to be mauled to a small death, perhaps have Ren lick that all better?” Argus growled low. Severus burst out laughing.
“Lupin must have been good if that’s the best you can come up with.” He snorted.
“He is exquisite, so very hungry and exactly what you want. Ah, you have a werewolf fetish.”
“And you are oversexed.” Severus blushed crimson but before he could spin on his heel, a pair of arms snaked around his waist, turning him so he was flush with Ren. “I was just on my way” he breathed, well aware of Argus’s earlier reaction.
“You my dear, aren't going anywhere.” His slid up to wind around Severus’s shoulders during a rather filthy kiss that Severus returned until he heard Argus clearing his throat. Severus tried to disentangle himself but Ren held him tightly. “No, if I have to listen to you getting sucked off, you should have to watch me…how did you put it, lick him all better”
“You may have your way, but he sits on my lap the entire time your mouth is on him”
Author:
inkgeistPairing/Characters: Severus, Argus, Ren (yes, this will eventually get to Severus/Remus)
Word Count: 500
Rating: PG?
Warning: Unbeta-ed. Sexual tension, hints of zelophilia (aroused by jealousy)
Challenge: May Madness Day 6. (Taking the prompt for Day 8: Kissing)
Notes: I should have followed my instincts and titled this Wicked Wolves
The door slammed shut signaling the all-clear. He smiled, delighting in Ren’s jealousy.
“Severus, I wouldn't have known you to be a voyeur.”
“Exhibitionist. You knew it was impossible for me to leave.” Argus could smell how much Severus enjoyed the show and was that jealousy?
“Your big bad wolf is quite obliging.”
“He’s not mine and I’m not surprised” Severus sniffed at Argus’s barking laugh.
“You and Ren are quite the pair.”
“Your boy did just ask me to bed, is that permission to accept his offer?” Severus smirked when Argus’s eyes turned silver he didn’t know if it was rage or lust, probably both. Argus regained his composure and continued tersely.
“I would like a list of the wolves on the new variant of the Wolfsbane and those on the control group. The moon is when the fucking nomads do the most damage and I want the control to secure the village. I refuse to have more children turned. If I could kill that miserable waste of oxygen again, I’d pay good money to do it!” Severus nodded, secretly proud of Remus.
“You can have that out with Lupin. How are the young ones?” Severus wouldn't will the concern out of his voice. The youngest victim had been four. Argus raked his fingers through his hair.
“Stable. Do I want to know why you developed that potion?” Severus unbuttoned his shirt revealing a gnarled cluster of scars on his neck.
“It wasn’t the first time I was nearly mauled to death.” Severus responded, belatedly realizing Argus had stopped listening. Instead of being disgusted, Argus’s look was hungry, his mouth partially open. Severus quickly covered his neck, remembering what the gesture meant in wolf culture. The better to eat you with, that line of the story had started to provoke an entirely inappropriate reaction after sixth year and Severus shook off the thought
“Though you would like to be mauled to a small death, perhaps have Ren lick that all better?” Argus growled low. Severus burst out laughing.
“Lupin must have been good if that’s the best you can come up with.” He snorted.
“He is exquisite, so very hungry and exactly what you want. Ah, you have a werewolf fetish.”
“And you are oversexed.” Severus blushed crimson but before he could spin on his heel, a pair of arms snaked around his waist, turning him so he was flush with Ren. “I was just on my way” he breathed, well aware of Argus’s earlier reaction.
“You my dear, aren't going anywhere.” His slid up to wind around Severus’s shoulders during a rather filthy kiss that Severus returned until he heard Argus clearing his throat. Severus tried to disentangle himself but Ren held him tightly. “No, if I have to listen to you getting sucked off, you should have to watch me…how did you put it, lick him all better”
“You may have your way, but he sits on my lap the entire time your mouth is on him”
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