Fic: Dinner is Served

[snapealina]

Title: Dinner is served
Author: snapealina
Rating: K
Parings: Remus Lupin/Severus Snape
Genre: Humour/Romance
Summary: Remus thinks Severus needs some cheering up... :D
Warnings: Silliness!

A silly little fic I wrote about my two favourite wizards.

Disclaimer: I don’t own the characters nor the song! The characters belongs to J.K. Rowling and her posse. The song "I just wanna make love to you" is by Etta James. The silly idea is mine...

Dinner is served

Severus Snape was tired. It had been a long day, and he was looking forward to coming home, sitting down in the library reading a book and drinking a glass of firewhiskey. But not everyone in the house at Spinner’s End shared that idea.

Remus Lupin was in a good mood. He was in the kitchen cooking dinner for him and his partner. He was expecting him home any moment now, and dinner was almost ready. Arthur Weasley had got him a muggle radio a couple of weeks ago, and Remus had made it kind of a ritual listening to it while cooking.

He heard the sound of footsteps in the living room, and called out. “Dinner is almost ready, Severus.”

Severus Snape walked in the kitchen, and saw his lover dancing by the stove in an apron.

He dropped down at the nearest chair and laid his head on the table. He had a terrible headache, was starving and wasn’t at all in the mood for listening to muggle-music. “Remus, would you mind?” he pleaded his boyfriend.

But Remus didn’t care. He looked at his worn out lover and decided that he needed some cheering up, whether he wanted to or not.

He took out his wand and tied his lover’s hands to the chair he was sitting on. Severus struggled but there was no point. “What are you playing at, wolf?” Severus was annoyed. He wasn’t at all in the mood for games now.

Remus grabbed his wand pretending it to be a muggle microphone and started mouthing the words to the song on the radio.

I don’t want you to be no slave

Severus raised his eyebrow.

I don’t want you to work all day

Remus walked towards him in the sexiest way he knew possible.

But I want you to be true

Remus’ face was inches from Severus’ stoned one.

And I just wanna make love to you. Love to you. Oooooo. Love to you.

Remus danced away back to the stove and continued stirring with his back to his, not amused, boyfriend. His body wriggled to the sound of the music before he suddenly turned to face Severus again.

All I want to do is wash your clothes

Remus shook his hips vigorously.

I don’t want to keep you indoors

Severus rolled his eyes.

There is nothing for you to do

Remus grabbed Severus by his shoulders and sang directly to his face.

But keep me making love to you. Love to you. Ooooo. Love to you.

Remus took his wand, and transfigured one of the kitchen towels into a pink feather boa.

And I can tell by the way you walk that walk

He walked towards Severus with the boa over his shoulders, bending forwards, shaking his upper body.

And I can hear by the way you talk that talk

He walked backwards, shaking even more.

And I can know by the way you, treat your wolf

He took the boa and flung it around in the air.

That I can give you all the lovin’ in the whole wide world

Remus danced his way up to Severus, placing the boa around his partner’s neck and backing up to the stove again.

But all I want to do is bake your bread

Remus swung around grabbing a plate from the counter.

Just to make sure that you’re well fed

He ladled some of the food onto it.

I don’t want you, sad and blue

The wolf walked slowly towards the tied-up man, pretending the kitchen floor was a catwalk.

And I just wanna make love to you. Love to you oooooooo love to you. oooo

Remus sat the plate in front of Severus. “Dinner is served my dear one.” He gave Severus a kiss and untied him.

A small smirk appeared on Severus’ face. The werewolf could not dance to save his life, but he must admit that it was quite entertaining none the less.