|snarryswapmod (snarryswapmod) wrote in snarry_swap,|
@ 2009-01-15 12:00:00
|Entry tags:||arielhime, creation: art, creation: fic, rated: r|
Happy Daft Day, thesewarmstars!
Warnings: OOC-ness, complete disregard of the happenings of the last few books of the series (However, Voldemort *is* dead); a touch of romance, slash, cross-dressing, a touch of humor, happy ending. ^_~
Prompt: Happy endings, some light cross-dressing is fine (especially if it's Snape), adult or at least mature Harry. I also really like bathtub!sex, especially if it's not a 'to rival the prefects' bathtub'/a small swimming pool type tub. Slightly awkward is good.
Summary: Severus Snape finishes his classes and prepares to meet his lover, Harry Potter, for another rendezvous.
A/N: The picture and accompanying ficlet was drawn/written on a sudden burst of inspiration after having spent too much deliberating on what to write. I’d like to thank my darling sister, kelkatan, who beta read this piece for me!
The Potions Master allowed himself a quiet sigh of relief once he had glared the last student out of the final class of the day. Severus swept his dark gaze around the quiet room of his dungeons classroom, making sure that everyone was indeed out and that everything was in perfect order before a small smirk crossed his face. ‘It’s about time...’ he thought before he turned and walked purposefully towards the side entrance of the classroom. It was the fastest route to the newer bedchambers that he had been given and he had quickly discovered its convenience. ‘Because it was made just for me in mind...’
In record time, Severus Snape entered his rooms and locked the door behind him with a flick of his wand. Slowly he began stripping himself of his teaching garb, neatly hanging his discarded black clothing in their previously allocated spaces. After he was finished, he proceeded to walk from his bedroom to his rather spacious bathroom in the nude; his lithe form still seemed both graceful and foreboding with every step he took.
He spent very little time in the bathroom, knowing full well that the rest of the evening would have him returning to one. ‘But not alone... at least.’ The thought of all that could, and quite possibly would, happen sent a shiver down his spine and Severus moaned in anticipation. Hearing such a sound coming from the stoic professor would have made students... and the rest of the staff... worry about their beloved Potions Master, but the man was content to do as he pleased in the privacy of his chambers. That much had changed over the years.
Severus emerged from the bathroom, wrapped with only a flimsy hunter green towel around his waist, precariously hanging on his hips as it threatened to fall with each movement. With a wave of his hand, he summoned his wand and then flicked his wrist to open his private closet – the one that no one, save for him and his lover, had ever seen. Deciding that he would surprise his other half, the dark haired man took a few moments dressing in the perfect outfit for that night and then even took a few moments longer to make sure he looked stunning with both accessories and maquillage.
Normally, Snape would not have cared for such trivial things but after so much had happened to both him and his lover, one Harry Potter – the once-Savior-of-the-Wizarding-World-turne
He brushed aside his thoughts as he wrapped himself in a very long black cloak. Being the lover of one of the most powerful wizards of their time had its perks. Even though Severus Snape was highly skilled in magic, he often teamed up with his lover’s raw power and often came up with some very useful spells and the like. Such as apparating from his chambers within Hogwarts castle to wherever Harry was currently residing. This was something that was still just not done... and yet, the pair of them still seemed to do it. And do it rather often at that.
When he arrived in Harry’s chambers, Severus took a moment to look around. He sneered with distaste at the rather dreary room and released a put-upon sigh, both signaling his lover that he had arrived and demonstrating his dislike of Potter’s current living arrangements.
“You’re here! Finally!” Harry Potter emerged from one of the other rooms when he sensed Severus’ arrival. He only made his presence known when the other man sighed. His emerald green eyes focused on Severus’ face and a charming grin played at his lips. “You have no idea how long I’ve been waiting for you, Severussss...” He allowed a touch of his Parseltongue to slip passed his lips just to see the slow flush appear on his lover’s face.
Severus narrowed his eyes at Harry. “If you do not behave, Potter, I have absolutely no problem returning back to Hogwarts this very moment.” The words served little purpose in delivering a threat to the young man but instead only had the desired effect. He found himself pulled into a tight embrace and managed to wrap his arms around Harry’s waist before he was locking lips to the impudent brat that had driven him insane time and time again over the years.
After a long, heated moment, both men pulled their lips away from the other, breathing deeply as they shared an intense look that held both love and rising passion in them. In little time, Harry had pushed the black cloak off of Severus, revealing the tall man to be wearing a short silky black skirt and an emerald green cropped tank top. The parts that made a soft moan escape from his lips were the arm band and garter that Snape wore, each bearing his name, Harry, delicately engraved on them. They matched the bracelet that he wore, which had the name ‘Severus’ carved into it by diamond.
Harry pulled away from Severus, trailing his eyes over his lover’s form and groaning with desire. “I have waited far too long for this...” With little warning, both men were once again locked at the lips, moaning through the embrace as their hands grasped and groped one another.
Severus managed to rid both himself and Harry of the shoes they wore and he was quite proud to have pushed his younger love’s pants off and kicked away without the use of magic. However, he was surprised when he felt the magic crackle around them, taking them away from the main room of Harry’s abode and depositing them into the bathroom. No. Correction. Into the full bathtub inside the bathroom. “Potter...” He growled out as he pulled his face away from Harry’s. His lover’s penchant for making love while they were in the water was as clear as day once again.
The older man knew his lover would understand that he was not upset. However, there was one thing that did bother him about the whole situation. Severus sneered as he looked around the small room and then down at the... tiny... bathtub. And even as Harry lifted Severus’ leg and began grinding their hips together... and even though a pleasured moan escaped his lips... Snape couldn’t help but shoot a dark glare at his emerald-eyed lover.
“Potter!! Couldn’t you have chosen a BIGGER bathtub?!”