Professor!LupinxStudent!Reader
Warnings: suggestive, slight smut, angst if you squint, flufffff
Context: this is a Lupin version of my โYour Armsโ Snape fanfic :)
Your eyes were hurting, they have been open for way too long without blinking; the words on your parchment blending into one, your eyes streaming and drying with the cold air. Everyone had long since dragged themselves to bed, but you stayed needing this extra quiet time to revise for Potions. Your wrist ached and you ignored it, scribbling down the words; not minding if the words stay on one line, as long as you get it down before it leaves your tired brain.
After half an hour, you checked the clock: 11:30PM. It was now two hours past curfew and you hadnโt eaten, there was no point trying to hide in the shadows simply for some leftover bread and maybe some cheese. You scrapped your chair and stood up, grabbing your parchments and dragging yourself to your dorm. Carefully, you opened the door to six sleeping bodies; all curled up in their blissful dreams that you could only wish for. Tonight was going to be another night where your brain just wasnโt going to shut off; it didnโt mean you couldnโt, at the very least, try to sleep. You shrugged off your robe, opting for a long shirt and knickers to sleep in because changing into your pajamas would be too difficult for you and youโd cause too much noise.
The depth of your mattress instantly had your eyelids heavy, too heavy to hold open so you let yourself drift off into a light sleep. After two hours, you awoke again, staring at the crescent moon peering in at you as if it was mocking you. You checked the time and inwardly groaned, knowing now that youโre awake you wonโt get back to sleep as easily.
After the full moon three days ago, Lupin hardly sleeps and even if he was, he would wake up for you. You shifted onto your opposite side, debating whether you should get up and go find him. It could go so many ways you werenโt sure it was worth it. But just spending an hour in his arms can lull you deep into sleep like a small baby. You rolled out of bed like a fat slug on a damp pavement, pulled your robe around your shoulders, covering your bare legs and shuffled as quietly as you could out of the common room. The shadows were dark and mysterious tonight and you heard the echoes of Filch; you skipped into the shade, keeping close to the walls to remain hidden. The only issue was, was that the DADA classroom was in full moonlight and it was risky. However, tonight you needed to sleep. You hadnโt slept in so long that one day you will simply sleep forever and never wake up. You poked your head into the light, intently listening to Filchโs slow movements with his husky voice calling for his even slower cat. With one swift movement, you ran at the door and opened it. Closing it as silently as possible behind you, your eyes travelled up the stairs to Lupinโs office. His light was on. Your heart began beating again and you sighed into that feeling whilst simultaneously feeling giddy and a little naughty for seeing your Professor in the deep depths of the night.
Your feet as light as feathers, you skipped up the steps to his door and as if he felt your presence; he opened the door just as you approached it. He looked tired and confused, but you simply enjoyed his ragged look; his shirt untucked with a few buttons undone; his pants with no belt and his hair messy as if he had been running his hands through it.
โBaby?โ He rubbed his eyes. โWhat are you doing here? Itโs so late.โ He wasnโt angry with you, instead he wrapped an arm around your shoulders and guided you into his warm office where a stack of papers was being marked on his desk. He kissed the top of your head once his door was shut, you wrapped your arms around his soft but firm stomach and he held you there; he didnโt ask what was wrong, he knew, he always knew without asking.
โIโm sorry for being here so late.โ The familiar smell of chocolate and herbal tea calmed you down much, your eyes started to droop.
โIโm always happy to see you. You know that.โ He reached down and kissed your cheek softly, leaving a wet mark. โYou want tea?โ You nodded, yawning and dragging your feet towards the worn out sofa. You watched as he stood over his kettle, yawning and pouring the hot water in the mug; your mug and your heart warmed when he shuffled to give you it. Your hands cupped the mug, the steam from the tea rising and hitting your nostrils as you took a tentative sip. He sat next to you, his own tea in his hands.
โWhat are you doing awake?โ You snuggled your toes beneath his thighs. He took a long, sweet sip before answering.
โMarking papers.โ He nodded towards the desk and rolled his eyes. โSecond years. Most have no idea what theyโre doing.โ Both of you chuckled then.
โBe kind with them. Theyโll end up like me anyhow.โ You joked darkly but Lupin didnโt laugh, instead he stared at you with pity. โPlease donโt look at me like that.โ
โLike you pity me. I donโt like it. Iโm fine. I promise Iโm fine.โ You took another sip.
โYou promise?โ He raised his eyebrow.
โI promise, yeah.โ You sipped again.
โIs that why youโre here at 2 in the morning with deep purple bags under your eyes?โ He hummed, moving closer.
โDonโt be like that.โ You sighed.
โLike what?โ He said, bewildered.
โLike a teacher. Like youโre worried for me.โ You pouted, rolling your head onto the back of the sofa.
โI hate to break it to you, but I am your teacher.โ He laughed.
โEw donโt say that.โ You shivered.
โThat youโre my teacher, itโs weird.โ He was your secret partner, you never really saw him as a teacher.
โAhhh, I see, I see.โ He laughed, sipping again before continuing. โYou now find it weird that Iโm your teacher? Did you find it weird before I fucked you?โ You laughed and he leaned forward, his lips attaching themselves to your neck, his tongue flicking and instantly your core ached. You arched your back as he set his mug on the coffee table next to him, taking yours as well, his arms came round you and you were soon straddling him, his lips still attached to your neck; his teeth grazing and pulling which emitted a soft moan from your throat. He smiled against your delicate skin and pulled away, your legs on either side of his lap; he loved you in this position. Your arms rested on his shoulders as you inspected his swollen lips.
โDid you give me a love bite, sir?โ You asked, grinding down slightly. His eyes changed and he smirked.
โI sure did.โ Before pulling you into his arms, your mouths crashing and hands roaming but he stopped you before it got any further. โI would love to take this to the next level, but I have essays to mark and you have sleep to catch up on.โ You groaned, throwing your forehead on his shoulder. โSorry, baby.โ He whispered into your wild hair. In one swift motion, he stood with your legs wrapped around his waist and he walked to his desk chair, setting you in his lap. You shifted so your bottom was on one leg and your legs draped over the rest of him, he tucked you into his warm body, conjuring a soft blanket over the two of you. โComfy?โ
โYeah.โ You sighed into the warmth, your head resting on his shoulder, your eyes drifting in and out of focus.
โYou need to sleep, baby. You are always welcome to sleep here, I will stay up all night just so I know youโre safe and sleeping.โ He whispered, kissing your forehead. โYouโre safe with me, always, my love.โ You smiled, your eyes heavy and difficult to keep open. He shuffled his chair towards his desk, leaning over which made you even cosier and he continued marking his papers.
โThank you.โ You whimpered, feeling incredibly loved and relieved to feel relaxation.
โAlways, darling.โ He licked the end of his quill and the scratchy noise lullabied you into a deep, deep slumber; safe in the arms of your love and your favourite professor.
