I like the mixture of sweetness here with the pending doom as we all know "The Prank" will end these sweet illusions. So poignant.
Severus tightens his fingers, pulls Lupin back to look at him, and the noise he makes sends a shiver down Severus's spine. Lupin is gold and pink and red against the blue of the sky, so bright against the darkness that is all Severus has known until now. He hitches in a breath and leans up to meet Lupin, and even when he closes his eyes, the gold and pink remain, vivid against the dark.
He kisses Lupin again, desperate to taste the color, to pull it into himself. Lupin kisses back, cradling his head as he pushes him back against the grass, gentle even as his mouth presses harder against Severus's. When they finally part, all Severus can hear is the soft huff of their mingled breath and the beat of his heart, and all he can see is the bright amber of Lupin's eyes smiling into his own.
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Severus tightens his fingers, pulls Lupin back to look at him, and the noise he makes sends a shiver down Severus's spine. Lupin is gold and pink and red against the blue of the sky, so bright against the darkness that is all Severus has known until now. He hitches in a breath and leans up to meet Lupin, and even when he closes his eyes, the gold and pink remain, vivid against the dark.
He kisses Lupin again, desperate to taste the color, to pull it into himself. Lupin kisses back, cradling his head as he pushes him back against the grass, gentle even as his mouth presses harder against Severus's. When they finally part, all Severus can hear is the soft huff of their mingled breath and the beat of his heart, and all he can see is the bright amber of Lupin's eyes smiling into his own.