LMoM #15 by odogoddess, 23 Nov 1975 - Just past midnight in the prefect's bath
Title: 23 Nov 1975 - Just past midnight in the prefect's bath Author: psyfic Rating: NC-17 Pairing: Remus/Severus Kink(s): sex in water, oral, orgasm denial, rimming, prostate play [mention of past chan] Challenge: Lusty Month of May 2009 Word count: 950
Snape was as beautiful as I remembered, all pale, lean lines. He had a few hairs trying to come up on his chest, and a thin stripe of hair below his navel leading to his pubes. He had more hair under his arms, heavy and thick. The rest of him was smooth and pale as ivory, except his prick, which was still soft and flushed red.
We slid into the water. There were scads of bubbles. I'd only tried the bath once, and to use so much water for one person seemed wrong, so I'd enjoyed the shower instead, which had jets shooting not just from above, but from spouting gargoyles on the sides. With Snape with me, it seemed less wasteful, so I swam about a little bit before settling on the side.
He was watching me.
'You have a lot of scars.'
I blushed. It hadn't occurred to me that he might wonder about those and I fell back on the rather lame excuse my mother had given the Muggle school I had attended before Hogwarts.
'I've had a lot of accidents.'
His black eyes narrowed, but he didn't say anything. When he nodded, I felt relieved.
'So what do you think we should do in here?'
He studied me again, head tilting, then a wicked gleam came to him. 'You might like this. You can try after. Lucius showed me.'
Then he went to the side of the bath and retrieved his wand and performed a very careful Bubblehead Charm, encasing just his nose with a bubble of pure fresh air. He breathed in, then blew it out through his mouth. Then he gave me that sideways quirk of the lips that seemed to be his version of a smile, and slipped under the water.
I nearly jumped when his fingers grabbed hold of my hips, and I cried out when he took my prick in his mouth.
I cleared the bubbles so I could look down. He was drawing me in and letting me go, and I noticed he was covering his teeth with his lips. I mimicked him above the water, feeling the tension in my jaw and wondering how he did that without pain.
I tried to do it with my fingers, but I could still feel the edge of my teeth occasionally. Then I felt one of his hands start to rub my bollocks, and the other hand began to finger my backside.
I tensed up and he tugged on my bollocks, then tightened his fingers at the base of my prick. It made the feeling that I was about to spunk go away.
His hand on my backside began to play along my crease. Just one finger, then two, sliding between my butt cheeks, the way I do when washing. It didn't feel particularly sexy, except that someone else was doing it to me.
Then he let my prick go and swam around behind me. His strong hands urged me to spread my thighs and I did, then I nearly capsized when I felt his nose bump my arse cheek and his tongue slide along my crease.
'S-Snape?'
I knew he couldn't hear me, but my bollocks tightened at the feeling of his tongue sliding between my butt cheeks. He tugged on my bollocks again and, again, the feeling receded.
Then he dug his thumbs into my butt cheeks and spread them apart and his tongue began to tickle my bum-hole!
I held onto the edge of the tub, my legs up like a frog. I couldn't imagine Lucius Malfoy doing this to Snape. The haughty, well-bred, peacock of a student I remembered from first and second year hardly seemed the type.
My fingers gripped the tub edge so hard I broke a nail as I suddenly realised what Snape had told me -- Lucius showed him this. Lucius sat his NEWT's end of our second year.
The Lucius I remember wouldn't have done this to a second year... but he might well have forced a second year to do it to him.
I suddenly felt nauseated.
Snape began to bite along the edge of one butt cheek as a finger slid into my hole, and I jumped a little. He stroked my bollocks and I clung to the edge of the tub, trying not to think about how he had learnt this, and from who.
Then his finger slid a bit further in and he twisted it slightly and I began to spunk hard as the most intense sensation I'd ever felt before sparkled through me. It was like having an orgasm up the backside, even as you are having one up front and it was overpowering. I held on for all I was worth to keep from drowning as I spunked.
I was still holding to the edge of the tub and gasping for breath when Snape surfaced, a truly wicked expression on his face. He went to his wand and discontinued the charm.
'Well?'
I smiled at him a bit sheepishly. 'That was brilliant, Severus.'
He looked a bit uncertain and I realised in the same moment, that I had called him by name.
He didn't correct me, though. He just turned around in the tub and held onto the edge, waiting.
'Just be careful with your teeth,' he said. 'The head of my cock is very sensitive.'
I nodded, taking my wand and performing the charm. Snape was very flushed, excited and I could see how hard he was already, his cock nearly purple.
It was clear he was looking forward to it, and as I dipped my head under water, I wondered if it was because he truly enjoyed it so much, or because this was the first time he would experience it himself.