|aceia (aceia) wrote in severus_sighs,|
@ 2009-11-25 16:23:00
|Entry tags:||event: kink!night, ficlet, member: aceia, pairing: severus/lucius, rating: r|
Too Much Snarry by Aceia
Title: Too Much Snarry
Word Count: ~1000
Warnings: mentions of paddling, crossdressing, breathplay, mpreg, waxplay
Disclaimer: The world of HP and its characters belongs to J.K. Rowling. The author of this fic has borrowed them for the purposes of storytelling. No profit was or will be made.
A/N: So this is a complete crack fic written because of Kink!Night and the subsequent discussion about Snarry taking over the Severus *sighs* lounge. Thanks to atypicalsnowman for betaing for me!
Summary: What happens when there is too much Snarry?
Severus walked into the Lounge, stopping in shock as he took in the disarray. The bar was warped; the stuffing from the naughty sofa was lying around the room like a layer of snow. Even Torina’s not-so-naughty-chair had not escaped the destruction, lying twisted and broken on the floor. He whipped out his wand and slowly slinked across the room, his war-honed senses tingling.
He glanced around, looking for snow, Torina, WhiteCotton or thesewarmstars to tell him what was going on. He was supposed to be here to participate in kink!Night but it seems as if something had gone horribly wrong.
“Severus,” he heard and glanced to the right to see Lucius, one of his usual partners, leaning against the wall. “Put your wand away. There is no need for it.”
“What happened here?” he murmured to Lucius as he stalked towards him.
“Snarry happened,” Lucius replied. At Severus’ raised eyebrow, he continued. “There was one too many Snarry fics being written and the room exploded. Who would have thought that if there was not a steady stream of fics where you were paired with someone other than Potter, the stability of the room would be compromised?”
“There were Snucius fics this past kink!Night, though. More than there usually are. How could this still happen?” Severus looked around the room and shook his head. “I know the girls had you ridding a pink dildo, begging like a bitch in heat,” Severus said with a smirk before he continued, “and you are not usually one to beg, but it should have counteracted the amount of Snarry love in this room.”
Lucius shook his head sadly. “It wasn’t enough. Even though we were paired I was eventually killed off in another story because I made you jealous. You didn’t like me having designs on Harry.” Lucius looked at Severus fondly. “Possessive bastard.”
Severus replied, “Why would I be bothered by that? That has the makings of a very good threesome fic.”
Lucius looked at Severus bemusedly. “Doesn’t he flail around when you fuck him? And he doesn’t know the meaning of discreet, wailing like a banshee as he rides your cock.”
Severus smirked. “True, but I think we could come up with creative ways to gag him. Ball-gag, rope –”
“Your cock,” Lucius continued with a spark of lust in his eyes.
“My cock,” Severus agreed. “Or your cock. Just imagine, you and me using Harry for the little slut that he is.”
“It would save us the trouble of fighting over who’s bottoming tonight,” Lucius mused.
Severus nodded in agreement. “We could do all sorts of kinky things to him. He could be used for every kink!Night. Our own personal kinky slut.” They smirked at each other.
“Mpreg.” Lucius ran a hand down his body. “Having a baby would ruin my figure.”
“Exactly. We could use him for all of our deviant desires.” Severus ran an appreciative eye down Lucius’ body. “I’ve always wanted to see you flushed with arousal, gasping for breath as I slowly cut off your air. Your gasps silent against the backdrop of my moans.”
“I don’t do breathplay, Severus,” Lucius growled.
“I know. Which is why we use Harry. He likes it.” Lucius’ eyes brightened as his breath quickened.
“How soon can we get this room to rights and Potter in our – tender – mercies?”
“I don’t know. We have to wait until the girls get back to clean it up.”
“What are we supposed to do until then?” Lucius pouted.
“Amuse ourselves. I’ve always wanted to see you bent over my desk, arse cherry red from the paddling I gave you.”
“Your potion’s classroom, Severus? My, no wonder you are so tense when you have class. You can’t keep your mind out of the gutter.” Lucius walked to the door and called over his shoulder as he left, “Hurry up. This is probably the only time we will ever be able to indulge without the group spying on us. I want my arse red and you, balls deep in me within ten minutes.”
Severus smirked as he waved his wand to clean the Lounge before crossing the room and following Lucius down the hall to his classroom. He nodded his head to the girls and Stephen as he passed them in the hallway.
“Severus,” snow said. “Are you done with whatever you were doing in the Lounge?”
“Yes,” he murmured as he swept past them. “The Lounge is yours. Since kink!Night is over, I expect to be left alone for the next 2 hours. I have to restock the lube and being dragged away to have sex with whomever you are pairing me with ruins the batch.”
“No, snow. Remember what happened the last time you tried to make the lube. Must I remind you about what happened during the author interviews?” Severus raised his eyebrow and waited.
“No,” snow mumbled. “That wasn’t just my fault though. thesewarmstars helped.”
“I don’t care. You all wasted perfectly good ingredients because you would not wait for me to make it. Leave me alone for the required time and then you can play with me to your heart’s content.” Severus swept into his classroom and shut the door; a tingle of magic rippling along the wood as the wards activated.
The Severus *sighs* group trudged along the corridor to the Lounge, wondering what they would do to amuse themselves now that their plaything was busy.
“Well,” WhiteCotton said suddenly. “At least this will give us time to decide what we want him to do next.” Everyone turned and looked at WhiteCotton blankly before scrambling to get pencils and papers, already thinking about what situations they wanted Severus in next. WhiteCotton smirked as she picked up a piece of parchment and tapped it with her wand; bringing up a clear image of the potion’s classroom.
“Need to make lubricant, my arse,” she whispered as she settled down with a glass of wine to watch Severus and Lucius. She hummed in pleasure and thought, I need to destroy the Lounge more often if this is what it gets me.