How to Prepare by BertaS
Title: How to Prepare Author: BertaS Pairing: Severus Rating: PG Word Count: 546 Warnings: None Summary: Snow said she had Severus stashed in a little room off the lounge where he was “preparing” for the ADV challenge. Since I don’t have anything ready for the challenge I thought I would peek into Severus’ head to find out how he would prepare for such an event. Disclaimer: Anything you recognize I most likely stole: I am just playing with them. This is un-beta-ed so any mistakes are my own.
How to Prepare
Severus stood in the middle of the room and looked around. The only thing in the room was a chase lounge; it was green, a bit darker than the walls. He sighed heavily. You would have thought the ladies, and he used that term loosely, could have at least have given him some idea as to what he was to prepare himself for.
The snowy one had snatched him out of his lab and shoved him in the small room hardly bigger than a closet as she mumbled something about getting ready for the big event. He couldn’t help thinking that if he was to prepare for something; she should have at least provided him with a bath or shower, maybe even some fresh hair gel. A trip to his quarters to retrieve things he might need would not have gone amiss either. He hated to go into these things, whatever they were, ill-equipped.
He truly detested surprises, although, Valentine’s Day was rapidly approaching. He hated the holiday, with all the mushiness, roses and chocolate. Well, he didn’t hate chocolates. He just didn’t understand why it had to be shaped like a fake heart. Why not like a real heart, with raspberry filling, maybe? That would at least make it interesting. And be much more symbolic of, well, something, than a fake heart. Mm, he wouldn’t mind having some chocolate now. Something a bit more substantial to eat might have been a good idea as well.
Severus pinched the bridge of his nose before beginning to pace. Six steps then turn. If he was thinking of food, his thoughts were getting quite off topic. He briefly wondered whether to disrobe or not. And if he did, should he work up an erection or should he use his fingers to open himself. Or perhaps both would be in order. He shook his head. With these women there was no telling which way they would go.
He sighed again and sat stiffly on his chase his finger tapping in agitation on the back. He started to wish they had left him something to read, then shuddered. He had had nightmares for several weeks after the last time he had randomly picked up and read something left laying around the lounge. He had no plans to repeat that sequence of events.
Snorting to himself, Severus decided he was worrying too much. He stretched out, rearranged himself and his clothing comfortably on the chase, which was, surprisingly, long enough to accommodate his long frame, and closed his eyes. He would get some rest. He was sure that whatever the ladies of the lounge had planned, it would be tiring and it was best to simply take whatever naps he could get whenever he could get them.
A slight smile curved his lips as he slept. Severus knew that though he would be exhausted afterwards, and might even need Pecker-Up Potions during, he would at least get some enjoyment out of the deal. Whether that enjoyment was fucking the hell out of whichever partner was chosen or he was the one to be fucked to within an inch of his life, really didn’t matter to him. He was quite happy to be getting any action at all.