|lemondropseven (lemondropseven) wrote in severus_sighs,|
@ 2010-12-23 23:36:00
|Entry tags:||drabble, member: lemondropseven, pairing: none, pairing: severus/harry, rating: g, rating: pg, rating: pg-13, rating: r|
Various drabbles, rated G to R
I was bored at work, so the wonderful ladies at Severus Sighs Yahoo Group came to my rescue by answering my plea for prompts. Thanks guys!
There are six drabbles under the cut, all 100 words (except one stubborn 105), varying in ratings and content, and each has its own header with warnings so you can pick and choose which to read. And now, I'll shut up so you can (hopefully) enjoy the drabbles.
Word Count: 100
Pairing: Snarry (implied, names are never given)
A/N: For Arwen's challenging prompts of "ice, skating, endurance, Snarry, NOT Christmas." Thanks for giving me something to do! Also, I haven't done an all-dialogue drabble in a while, so there's that too.
"This is ridiculous."
"Will you stop complaining?"
"I did not agree to this foolishness."
"It's not foolish, it's fun!"
"Hardly that. It's a competition."
"Why do you say competition like it's a dirty word? And--"
"Because it is. Absolutely filthy, in my opinion."
"--it's not a serious competition; it's--"
"Competition is always serious."
"--for fun, so just relax already!"
"I do not loosen up."
"And will you stop that!"
"How much longer am I to be forced to perform this indignity?"
"It's an endurance ice-skating competition."
"I can think of better ways to test my endurance."
"... Let's go."
Title: Love Eternal
Word Count: 100
Warnings: Character death
A/N: StarDuchess gave me the prompt "snarry, holiday cheer, as dark and angsty as you want". Well, I just loved that combination, but it ended up more macabre than dark and angsty. I don't even know. Enjoy anyway? xD
The smell always hit him first, so strong it was almost physical. Severus inhaled deeply, wanting to savor the scent of his lover mingled with the frangrances from the Holiday decorations he'd put up yesterday. Stepping over the threshold, he carefully pulled the door shut behind him and joined Harry on the bed. Severus hadn't touched him since that time about ten years ago when he had gently held his hand and two of the brittle bones had snapped in half. But Harry was still so beautiful, and Severus enjoyed just looking at him.
"Merry Christmas, my love," he whispered.
Title: Sprinkle to Rain
Word Count: a hard fought 100
A/N: Written for completely_ensnarryed's prompt of "Piano sonata. Harry/Snape. Romance." Thank you for the inspiration! I perhaps played a little loose with the sonata part of the prompt, as the music Severus *sighs* plays is a lovely song by Isaac Shepard, but isn't exactly a sonata. Click the title to listen. Enjoy. =)
"Where are we?" Harry's voice was hushed as he looked around the lavishly decorated auditorium, empty except for a gleaming black Baby Grand piano.
Severus took his hand, leading him to a front-row seat. "Sit here," he commanded softly, astonishing Harry by taking the stage.
Harry watched, enraptured, as Severus lost himself in the music, dark hair falling forward as he swayed, long fingers pulling pure emotion from the ivory keys. As he played, a light sprinkle started to fall overhead, turning to rain, but never touched them. The last note lingered, then Severus met Harry's gaze.
"I love you."
Title: Let it Snow
Word Count: 105, dagnabit. It started at 153, though... it's not going any lower.
Characters: Albus Dumbledore and Severus
A/N: Written for Arwen's awesome prompt, "NO christmas theme, snow , Albus & Sev, food & drink that ward off cold weather, the shortest day of the year." Thanks, dear!
Severus enjoyed the peaceful holidays, but refused to participate in any celebrations. He settled into his armchair, sighing contentedly, enjoying his fire, his book, and his solitude when a snowflake landed on his hand. Puzzled, he looked up as the fluffy flurries continued to appear in mid-air above his head.
Severus would have to visit the Headmaster to end the impromptu snowstorm; the old coot never gave up. Given the date, there'd no doubt be talk of the Winter Solstice, and he'd be plied with food and drink "to ward off the cold."
Smiling slightly, Severus stuck out his tongue to catch a snowflake.
Title: Candy Cane
Word Count: 100
Warnings/Enticements: object penetration, PWP
A/N: This is for the lovely webmistress snow, who wanted Snarry smut based on this pic I drew for her last year. Hope you like it, darlin'. XD
Harry grinned wickedly around the large candy cane he was sucking enthusiastically, relishing the way Severus's breath quickened as he smeared the sticky candy down his chest, over a sharp hipbone, following the crease of his thigh. Severus moaned, opening his legs, allowing Harry complete access.
"On your knees," Harry whispered roughly. Severus obeyed with alacrity, wiggling his arse in impatience as Harry swirled his tongue around the candy cane again, thoroughly wetting it. "Are you sure?" he asked one last time.
Severus growled in answer, throwing his head back, eyes closed, lips parted, as the candy cane filled him.
Word Count: 100
A/N: Thank you, Severa, for the prompts "Snarry, Motorcycle, leather and jeans." This is the last one, so thanks to everyone who gave me prompts and kept me busy and entertained today. I had fun. XD
Harry would never get used to seeing his former professor in leather and jeans. It didn't matter that they'd been lovers for amost 15 years, he still drooled--sometimes literally--when Severus put on the traditional muggle outfit to ride his motorcycle. That was another thing Harry couldn't quite wrap his head around, but he was definitely not complaining. Not when it was so sexy to ride sitting behind him, Severus' hips between his thighs, squeezing Severus' thighs with his knees...and sometimes, Harry thought as he unzipped the leather jacket, ignoring Severus' amused smile, they never made it out of the house.