Title: Foolish Wand Waving
Artist: akatnamedeasterMedia: Colored pencil/toned paper
Characters/Pairings:Severus/Solo
Rating: NC-17
Kinks/Themes Chosen:altered state orgasms
Other Warnings: explicit nudity, masturbation, half dressed jerking, desktop wanking, jizzlobbing, and practicing improper charms on one's dangly bits
Summary/Description: Not all of the Half-Blood Prince's creative spells ended up in the margins of his Advanced Potion Making test. Sucks to be you, Harry.
Artist's Notes: I had a hard time both picking a prompt and making the one I chose work, as a result the drawing this month kind of suffered. I'm still not sure if it fits the bill for the prompt but I hope it's enjoyable anyway. Please forgive the weird looking bit on the left side by his knee that comes courtesy of the dumb placement of the paper company's sticker. Grrr.
I guess Professor Snape does allow
some foolish wand waving in his classroom.
The spell rolled around his mouth and across his tongue, stirring his loins and his blood as the vowels tripped past his snaggled teeth and over his red, red lips. His cock answered with a bob and a weave and poked majestically through his unbuttoned robes, the rosy mushroom head winking at him as the spell sank into his skin.
He leaned one hip against his desk with a grimacing smirk and waving his wand like he was directing an orchestra. He bit his lip, hips pumping in time with the singing in his veins, as the spell--that oh-so-gloriously perverse spell--literally pulled the jism from him, a white trail of stars made spunk that swirled around him like the blue of the spell's magic.
As the opalescent stream flowed, Severus' hips bucks and he groaned out his secret to the potions laboratory air. As the spell clutched at him once more, he spilled ink across the desk's edge, a bloody contrast to his jism. Severus moaned out his completion and sank back onto the desk's edge, fingers fluttering over the spilled ink.
"Best way to wave a wand, whatever Filius says," he sighed.