LMoM #11 by odogoddess - 10 Nov 1975
Title: 10 Nov 1975 Author: psyfic Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Severus/Regulus, Severus/Remus Kink(s): voyeurism, nipple play, licking, oral, table frottage Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009 Word count: 1,940
10 Nov 1975
RJL here.
They woke me up. I knew Mme P wouldn't hear them, and normally I might not, either, but a week from full moon? I could hear them very well.
It must have been just after midnight and when I looked over I saw the curtains were around Snape's bed.
'How could he know?'
'You're imagining things. He's just a kid.'
It was Reg's voice. He must have snuck in to the Infirmary. I reached for my wand and silenced my sounds.
I had wanked myself to sleep earlier, but just knowing Reg had snuck in to see Snape, knowing they would probably wank each other or something, had me getting stiff again.
'--he's one of them. They live to humiliate me.'
I froze halfway toward Snape's bed. Were they talking about me?
'Well, you do keep following them about. What's up with you and that Mudblood anyway?'
'She's a friend. I told you. We grew up together. She's not like them. I don't want to see her get hurt.'
'She's a Gryff, Sev. Gryffs hate our guts.'
'She's different.'
'She's just trying to cosy up to you to get better grades, you swotty toss-pot. Come on... let me get what I came for.'
I hurried up again, but still thinking over what I heard. Mudblood? Did they mean Lily? I'd never heard Snape call her that. He seemed to like her. If it was her, then he just said she was a friend. Lily had said they grew up together. It had to be her.
If it was her, then the 'he' they mentioned was me. This made me feel bad. I never wanted to hurt anyone. I don't even like teasing, but the guys are like that and they're my dorm mates. I don't take part in what they do, not much. I do try to tell them maybe they shouldn't do certain things, but they're just the way they are. I can't change them, and if I had tried I'd have no friends at all.
This made me remember how upset I was with them and I swallowed hard, thinking maybe it was better if I tried to forget what they did. It was stupid, but they had been trying to help. It was hard not having any friends at all. Could I get through the next three years with just Frank and Lily, and still being in the dorm with J, S & P?
'Fucking hell!'
'Quiet!'
I froze on the far side of the curtain, listening to see if Mme P had heard. The light did not turn on in her office. No sounds came except some heavy breathing from behind the curtain.
I hurried into place and snuck a peek.
Reg was glaring at Snape, his nostrils flared with anger. I could see why.
Mme P had said 'bruises' were possible, but his entire torso and parts of his arms and legs were criss-crossed with angry looking strapmark-shaped bruises.
'I'll kill them. Starting with my worthless blood traitor brother,' Reg promised.
'Regulus.'
I'd never heard Snape sound like that or seen that look in his eyes. He looked... stunned and grateful.
'Tell me they got punished, at least.'
'Twenty points each from their puling house, a week's detention with Slughorn and I'm sure the old cat gave them a tongue-lashing. She practically dragged them out of here by their ears.'
'Maybe she took them to her office and spanked them,' Reg said, relaxing. He smiled, looking just like Sirius for a minute. 'Or wanked them.'
'You pervert.'
Reg rubbed his crotch. 'Tell me again how that Gryffinrunt pawed you up.'
'Merlin, but you're sick.'
'Which nipple did he pinch?'
They DID mean me!
I watched, open-mouthed as Reg leaned over and began to lick then suck and nibble on Snape's nipples. It was weird seeing Reg dressed and Snape laying back on his bed with his night shirt pushed up to his armpits, but it was also exciting. I gripped myself hard to stop from spunking.
'Mm. I'm going to lick every bruise they gave you,' Reg promised. Snape's prick twitched as he added, 'But first I have to wash away any Gryffindor stains.'
Reg licked all around Snape's nipple, then began to use his teeth. He bit and then licked and blew on both of Snape's nipples over and over and over. Snape had his eyes closed and was throwing his head back and thrusting up his hips. His prick kept twitching and shifting from one hip to the other.
I used my other hand to bite on my knuckles as I watched Reg leave Snape's swollen-red nipples and go to the foot of the bed. He undid his belt and unzipped his trousers, pulling out his cock. It was heavy, but not completely hard.
Then he bent and began to lick a line up along a bruise on Snape's long leg. I bit harder and held tight to my cock.
'That's better. Oh, so much better,' he said as he worked the other leg.
Snape stared at him as he reached his straining prick and I tried not to whimper.
'Oh, now that's the best of all to get the taste of Gryffinrunt out of my mouth.' Reg bent and licked the end of Snape's prick. 'Prime, select Slytherin skean that is.'
I almost choked, but kept watching as Reg sucked Snape's prick.
One of his hands began tugging on his own and I started to wank.
Then there was a noise in Mme P's office. I froze and the light in there turned on.
Reg shoved the curtains around and ran, even as I did.
He was holding his trousers up with one hand and holding his shoes in the other. I hadn't even noticed he was in stockinged feet, but it made sense. Less noise.
I didn't think either of them noticed me rushing to my bed and flying under the covers.
Mme P came into the room with a tray in her hand. I held my breath.
She ignored me and went to Snape's bed. I wondered if he had got himself sorted.
'Budge up, my boy. It's time for some bruise salve.'
'Wan' sleep.'
Snape sounded convincing.
Mme P pulled the covers down and set the tray behind his legs.
'Go on then. But I need to rub this on your bruises so you won't look like a patchwork quilt.'
The bruises really were horrible. I felt bad for him.
She worked for a long time and Snape complained when she turned him, but soon it was over and she covered him back up and headed back to her office with the tray.
The lights turned off again in her office, and I sighed. I was still a little bit hard, but I didn't know if I felt like wanking anymore. I wondered if Reg might not come back.
Suddenly a hand grabbed my shoulder and pushed me onto my back and there was a wand at my throat and an angry-looking Snape leaning over me.
'Like what you saw?'
I swallowed and waited, horribly afraid.
'You've been watching us. You... you touched me in the bath. Why?'
'You're going to wake up Madam P!'
'She can't hear us. I used a spell I know.'
He leaned in close and I could smell him. I started getting hard again as I wondered why he hadn't used that spell he knew before.
'Well? Why were you watching? Trying to get us in trouble?'
I shook my head. I could feel myself going red.
'No. You... you have a nice body.'
He frowned. 'You're taking the piss.'
I shook my head harder. 'No. Truly.'
He looked angry, then he looked down and his eyebrow lifted.
I couldn't help it. I got even harder.
'I'm supposed to believe you're... attracted to me?'
I felt so sad and so excited at the same time. Sometimes I hated being a Gryffindor.
'It doesn't matter if you believe it or not. It's true.' He sneered and I added, 'Watching you two was more exciting than... than Quidditch.'
'So you're queer. That pack doesn't know, do they?' His eyes narrowed. 'Well, well. I finally get something to use over one of the gang of Gryffindopes.' He smiled a nasty smile. 'What would you give me not to tell that pack of jackals your little secret?'
My stomach clenched. 'I don't have any money. You're as good as me at class. I don't know.'
Snape considered it. 'You could owe me a favour, I suppose.'
I swallowed hard and made my offer.
'I... I could do w-what Regulus was doing. I... I'd like to.'
He looked at me like I was an advanced Arithmancy calculation.
'I really would. We could do it sometimes in secret. I know some good places we could go.'
He stared at me for a long time, then used his wand to pull the curtains around my bed. He stood there in his nightshirt and I sat up, wincing as my pyjama bottoms pulled on my todger.
I pulled them down, blushing a little as my todger stuck straight up, and looked up at Snape. Then I took a deep breath and lifted his nightshirt.
Merlin. I bucked myself up and reached out and touched him.
He hissed and I fisted his prick. He was half-hard and I pulled back the skin and leaned close to smell him. He smelled good, and the salve on his legs made it a heady scent, something that made me feel dreamy.
I licked at the naked bell end and the taste of him filled me. It was like all I had imagined, Christmas and end of school all at once. It was perfect.
I began to suck on him and he pulled back.
'Your teeth!'
I felt so stupid and horrible. He frowned and I thought he might hit me or something, but instead he pulled on my arm.
'Get up.'
I stood and he tucked his wand over his ear and lifted me onto the bedside table. He was strong!
I'm only a few inches shorter, really, although I am still skinny, but he's skinny too. He lifted me without any trouble, and pushed my legs apart and stepped up, pushing his prick against mine.
I bit my lip to not make any noise and he moved closer and put his fist around us both. I arched and nearly spunked all over his hand.
He tugged on us both, hard and fast and I clutched at his arms and watched him. His face looked open, so desperate. I wanted to kiss him, but was too afraid to try.
I couldn't help it -- I began to spunk all over his hand.
'Shite!'
He scrunched up his face and pushed hard one last time and his prick twitched against mine as he spunked, too. I smiled, catching my breath.
I'd never felt better in my entire life.
'That was brilliant,' I told him.
He blinked and stared at me for a long time. Then he got his wand and cleaned everything up. His breath was hot against my face as he leaned close to me again and I thought he was going to kiss me, but he didn't.
'Tell anyone and I'll tell everyone what you are,' he hissed.
Then he hurried back to his bed, pushing the curtains to the wall as he did. He threw himself on his bed, back to me.