CLOSING GAMES ENTRY #13 - Outtake by Team Cauldron's Eeyore9990 and drabbles and treats by Shadowess
This should be the last of the bunch, folks! Once the polls finish coming down, the mod squad will be busy counting and preparing the medal ceremonies. Thank you all for joining us for the 2009 Mixed Snarry Games! ♥
CLOSING GAMES ENTRY #13 - Outtake by Team Cauldron's Eeyore9990 and drabbles and treats by Shadowess!
Title: Fuck You! Author:eeyore9990 Team: Cauldron, baby! Rating/Warnings/Kinks: Hard R (Vampire!Snape, Student/Teacher [Harry is 18], Biting, Frottage) Word Count: ~900 Author's Notes: A deleted scene (read: sequel) from Bite Me! Thanks to unbroken_halo, leela_cat, and lilyseyes for being there for every step of this. Y'all rock!
Harry pushed himself languidly off the wall and half-stumbled his way to the door... only to find it locked. "What the—"
Language, Potter.
"Oh, fuck you," Harry muttered.
I believe we've established the role that particular sentiment plays in your grossly adolescent fantasies.
"I do not fantasize about you!" Harry walked over and seated himself on a stool, settling in for a long wait.
Ah?
Harry grinned to himself. "I fantasize about everyone." And because no one could really make the mistake of calling Harry 'wise', he reached down and cupped himself through his trousers. "Just a question, Snape. Are you planning to come back and let me out anytime soon?"
Why should I do that?
"Oh, okay then. So I have time for a nice long wank, then? Brilliant." The door opened. Harry grinned to himself before striving to look disappointed. "I thought you weren't coming back?"
"Unusual though it is, you thought wrong. How are you even capable of—? It's barely been ten minutes since you..." Snape's features twisted into an expression of disgust as he waved his hands vaguely.
"Eighteen." As far as explanations went, that was more than enough, obviously.
"You will not defile my classroom with your hormonal... emissions."
"And you wanted me to believe you'd be willing to suck me off," Harry said with a snort, then shifted on the stool as his cock chose that moment to pay attention to the conversation.
"It seemed a fair trade." Snape's voice dropped to that smoky register that caused Harry discomfort at the best of times. Now, it made his eyes cross with lust.
"Ungnh. Erm, I mean." Harry coughed. "Yeah."
"Yes? You're willing that I should bite you?" Snape did that 'blink-of-an-eye' movement again and leaned over Harry's shoulder to whisper into his ear, "Sink my teeth into you? Suck on your neck until you spill yourself into me?"
Harry nearly fell off the stool. "I... God, yeah. I mean, uh, I don't mind." He grimaced at the way his voice squeaked through several registers before settling on one.
Harry felt something warm and wet on his neck; it took him a second to realise it was Snape's tongue. He swallowed down a shocked sound just before Snape's lips brushed over his ear as he said, "This time I won't shield you, Potter. Your objection to enthrallment has been noted."
That was all the warning Harry got before Snape's teeth pierced his skin. Pain seemed to rush toward his neck before it coalesced and rebounded as pleasure. Pure pleasure.
Pleasure poured through his veins, filling him up, and Harry arched backward off the stool, unaware when Snape's hands caught him and pulled him backward into Snape's chest. They ended in a tangle of limbs on the ground, Harry writhing as his whole body pulsed with something so close to ecstasy it surpassed even orgasm.
All too soon, Snape pulled away from Harry with a lingering lick. Harry whimpered and rolled over, mindless with need, crawling on top of Snape as he tilted his head and pressed the side of his neck against Snape's smirking mouth.
"No more, Potter. Even now, you're far too drained."
"M'not. Don't stop, Snape, please. God. Do it again!" As Harry slurred the words, he rubbed against Snape's body, some part of him gratified—no, thrilled—to find that their interlude had not left Snape unaffected. The man was hard as a rock under his robes, a fact of which Harry was not above taking advantage. "Fuck me if you won't bite me, Snape. Something. Anything!"
"Be careful what you ask for, brat," Snape hissed, and then Harry was blinking up at the ceiling, wondering idly how he'd got there. Snape loomed over him, blocking his view of the stones above and Harry could see a smear of blood on his lower lip. Unthinking, he pushed himself up and licked it away, surprised at the coppery flavour. Somehow, he'd expected it to taste sweet. "By God, boy, you must surely enjoy tempting fate. Fine. Whatever nightmares you carry from this will be on your own head."
Snape's mouth covered Harry's as he pushed him to the floor, flat on his back. Slowly regaining control of his own mind, Harry growled and bit at Snape's lips, turning what was meant to be a kiss of domination into a true battle. They twisted around each other, rolling along the floor, thighs sliding against cocks until Harry's hands tightened on Snape's arms and he bucked up, coming in his pants for the second time in one evening.
Snape yanked his mouth away and pushed himself up, elbows locking as his hips rocked frantically against Harry's. Snape's lips drew back from his teeth in a grimace that forced his eyes shut, and Harry's gaze caught and held on the elongated points of Snape's canines, adrenaline rushing through him even as Snape went perfectly still. A tiny shudder wracked Snape's body just before he collapsed against Harry, his much-heavier weight pinning Harry to the floor.
"Snape?" Harry asked, still breathless from a combination of the unbelievably intense sensation of Snape's bite, and the rush of his release.
"Hrmph?" Snape still hadn't moved, and there was no way he could possibly be comfortable.
"What was that you were saying about an oral arrangement?"
Also, shadowess has sent in some drabbles and a special treat!
Severus remembered with crystal clarity the day Harry appeared in his drawing room wearing a military uniform. The morning was cool but clear, and as the afternoon passed, a fine mist of rain had begun.
When Harry stepped in, Severus was immersed in his correspondence and only looked up when he caught sight of the red coat. They had fought; Severus felt it was far too dangerous, Harry felt it was his duty to fight for Britain.
They made up before Harry left; it was passionate, powerful and desperate.
Severus kissed him goodbye.
Months later Severus kissed Harry in greeting.
Title: Purple (For "Winner Gets All" by chrysos) Author:shadowess Team:Cauldron Rating/Warnings/Kinks: PG Word Count: 100 Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Beta: Ketsurui
The first thing Severus became aware of was a strange viscous fluid on his tongue. The liquid had a distinct burnt flavour and the consistency was akin to an uncooked egg.
As his other senses came back to him, Severus noted he was naked. Once his vision finally sharpened, he saw the purple tetrahedron around his prone body and standing before him was his Harry.
Harry was also naked and held a large purple egg over his head as he chanted. Severus groaned, causing Harry to look down at him. A huge smile lit on Harry’s face.
“Welcome back, Severus.”
Title: Live Long and Prosper (For "Poker Face" by pennswoods) Author:shadowess Team:Cauldron Rating/Warnings/Kinks: PG Word Count: 100 Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Beta: Ketsurui
Harry had finished setting up the poker table and had gone into the kitchen to grab the drinks as the floo chimed. He placed the drinks on the table as he passed into the living room to activate the floo to allow Severus through.
When Severus stepped out of the floo, Harry’s brain migrated to his groin. Harry took in a shuttering breath as Severus tucked his hair behind his pointed ears. Severus looked up at Harry and smirked, and then proceeded to hold up his hand with his fingers shaped in a ‘V’.
Harry knew he’d be naked soon.
Title: Jealousy (For "Devil by the Deed" By ships_harry) Author:shadowess Team:Cauldron Rating/Warnings/Kinks: R Word Count: 100 Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Beta: Ketsurui
I needed to see who was taking him away from me. Jealousy burned hotly in my chest seeing them together.
As the man fell, I held Harry close to me, telling him there was nothing he could do to save the man. It was a freak accident; Harry truly had no idea of my role, unlike the fate of his father.
I took Harry home and as I sunk deep into him, his eyes looked off into the distance. I held down his wrists, though he didn’t resist me, and I lost myself in him.
He was mine now, forever.
Title: Passion (For "The Fire" By nahimana) Author:shadowess Team:Cauldron Rating/Warnings/Kinks: PG Word Count: 100 Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Beta: Ketsurui and Leela_cat
Behind me was a wall of fire, its heat piercing my robes. In my arms I carried the one belonging that was of any worth to me. Harry’s body lay limply in my arms, his head tilted back; he was unconscious – but alive.
Once we stood before a fire together. Now the flames lick at my heels as I rush Harry away.
As Harry raises a finger to my lips, I feel a new fire threatening me. This fire is one I gladly walk towards, I yearn to throw myself upon it and have it burn me to a cinder.
When Severus walked into my classroom, I had assumed it was for help with his Defence Against the Dark Arts essay. I had also assumed that it was a front for him to see me since he always had top marks in my class.
When he reached my desk he reached down and placed his trembling hand over mine. I opened my mouth to ask him if he was alright and suddenly his hand was fisted in my shirt and his mouth pressed against mine.
For a brief moment I resisted, but this was the reason why I went back.
Harry’s birthday was coming up and Severus was at odds of what to get for him this year.
When Harry sighed after a mind-blowing orgasm,
“Oh god Severus, I can’t get enough of you inside me.” Severus was struck with an idea.
On Harry’s birthday Severus made love to his husband, afterwards Harry thanked him for a wonderful birthday. Severus smirked and pulled out the time turner,
“This is your gift Harry; I’ll see you an hour ago.” Severus saw Harry’s eyes widen as he disappeared.
Severus sank into Harry’s body, along side his other self’s cock.
“Happy Birthday Harry.”
Title: Pomegranate (For "Eat" By __hibiscus) Author:shadowess Team:Cauldron Rating/Warnings/Kinks: PG Word Count: 100
Notes/Disclaimers/Betas Beta: Ketsurui. This one was the fastest drabble I ever written and it came together perfectly without even checking the word count at all ^_^
Harry’s eyes slid to the side as the long finger smeared the blood red juice over his lips. He ached to flick out his tongue, to catch the sweetly sour juices that painted his lips. He yearned to turn into the embrace of his captor, to slowly lick the juice of the pomegranate staining those fingers. He questioned if it would really be so foul to live in the Underworld, to live with him.
Those fingers disappeared from his lips and Harry found himself leaning after them.
A dark chuckle sounded in his ear and then a sensuous whisper, “Eat.”
And finally, to celebrate her team, Shadowess has sent in:
Title: Eat Cake Artist/Baker:shadowess Team: Team Cauldron Artist's Notes: My first ever course in cake decorating, we had a choice between a lame rainbow cake or making something ourselves...I've always been one to be outside the box