snarrymod (snarrymod) wrote in snarry_games, @ 2008-10-20 08:02:00 |
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The collar was fascinating. It tickled and hummed very faintly against Harry's palms, and as he'd hoped, the twining, serpentine shapes could be discerned by touch, raised in shallow relief around the white throat. They felt as smooth as Snape's skin. Harry followed the interlocking designs with his fingertips, leaning forward, and breathing into the faintly humid area under the smoky curtain of hair. He'd never experienced such a haze of lust...
As he let his hands wander, Harry noticed that there was something familiar about the surface tension of the runes...
Blinking, he fondled the pale throat possessively...(and) leaned closer still and saw the black sigils separate into stylized serpents of greater or lesser length, intertwined and rippling, making their rounds.
Whoa. His hold clenched slightly as he fought the impulse to jerk his hands away.... He focused on the runes - the snakes. The longer he watched, the more he caught the flicker of minuscule tongues. Merlin, no wonder it tickled.
His eyes widened when a delicate serpent just above his left thumb, with one quick strike sank its fangs into Snape's throat. As he stared, more of the animated runes followed suit, biting in an apparently random manner before gliding onward in their preordained tracks. A rush of gooseflesh swept over him. How must that feel?
On a sudden whim, he rested his lips against Snape's throat and whispered in Parseltongue.