OH, ANON SNUPIN BREATHPLAY WRITER, WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN HIDING FROM ME ALL MY LIFE?????
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This is just exquisite. I hope it wasn't too taxing on you to fulfill ALL my kinks here, because I just adore what you've done. The dub-con. The whoring himself for Wolfsbane. The adultery. ("Or, should I say, your wife's money..." als;kdjglskjg). The wall!sex. THE BREATHPLAY. OMG. YOU SERIOUSLY WROTE ME BREATHPLAY. AAAAAAAHHH! Can I quote? Can I? Okay, I'm going to:
The burn of Severus forcing himself inside and the fingers clamped tightly around his neck hurt, but his cock refused to flag, and a slight dizziness washed over him as the breath left him. He couldn't help but notice the way he suddenly seemed more interested in the tingling in his groin than the pain, but it was growing into a more detached sort of interest the longer Severus' fingers held his neck. The wall somehow didn't feel as hard against him anymore.
AND EVERY PARAGRAPH BEFORE AND AFTER THAT ONE, TOO. a;lskjdgl. Man oh man, you have no idea how happy I am here. Rough-edged Snupin is just about the best Smutmas present ever. Thank you!! I need to reread and be more detailed, but I'm running off to dinner at the moment. For now, know that you have made me very happy! I'm dying to know who you are! ♥ !