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lesyeuxverts) wrote2007-12-30 02:43 pm
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Holiday Drabbles, II
Title: Only You
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sirius/Snape
Prompt: cold
Warnings: hate-sex, sort of
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For![[insanejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/ij-userinfo.gif)
rgrayjoy
Sirius thrust into the circle Snape made with his fingers, gripping his shoulders hard. With his teeth, he left marks on Snape's pale neck – half-moon circles that would remind Snape of this. "More."
Snape refused to speed his strokes. He kept an unsteady, teasing pace, and he smirked when Sirius growled. Snape pulled away entirely, taking the time to fasten Sirius's trousers. His fingers did not linger – he thrust his arms into his armpits, shivering. "Of all the godforsaken places to meet, Black, only you would choose the arctic."
Their breath frosted the air, mingling in one cloud. Sirius grabbed Snape and slammed him into the wall, stroking him roughly through his thick wool trousers. "Bastard," he said, panting as he rubbed himself off on Snape's thigh. "Fucking deserve it, you do."
Snape did not deny it. He arched into Sirius's hand, his poison-thin lips pressed shut. Sirius broke the silence with a groan when he came.
It was cold when Snape left, and only the dwindling crack of Apparition and the sticky mess in Sirius's trousers proved that he had been there at all. Sirius wrapped his arms around himself for warmth. "Only you," he said to the silence.
-----
Title: Every Night
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Prompt: candle in the window
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Forrubytuesday5681
There was a candle burning in the window when Harry came home, and he knew that Draco was safe. A simple signal, it meant nothing to the neighbors and everything to him.
He crawled into bed, too tired to wash off the ash and smoke of the war. Draco stirred in his sleep, making room for Harry in the bed. They curled together like the stripes on a candy cane, hopelessly tangled with the crimson blankets by the time they woke up. It was the only way Harry managed to get any sleep, these days.
Draco woke him with a kiss, muzzy with morning breath. "Morning, stranger. You ought to wake up in my bed more often."
Harry nuzzled his neck, breathing in his warm scent. Safety and morning and home – the world was perfect today. "I plan on it," he said. "You're not half-bad to wake up to."
"I'll show you not half-bad." Draco pinned Harry to the bed, kissing him breathless. He rubbed Harry's cock through the silk sheets, teasing him, until Harry flipped them over and knelt between Draco's spread legs.
"Yes," Draco said, closing his eyes as Harry slid into him. "Yes – missed you so much."
"Missed you." Harry kissed the beads of sweat from Draco's upper lip, rubbed his lips against Draco's morning stubble, and worked every cry and moan from him. Thrusting into him, he claimed him – home and safety, Draco was his. "Missed you."
"Yes," Draco said, sprawling across Harry's chest with a lazy, contented sigh. "We could do that again, some day – I wouldn't mind at all."
"I'm sorry I –"
"Hush." Draco traced feathery patterns on Harry's back and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "It's all right, Harry. I'll keep the candle burning in the window for you – every night."
-----
Title: Wicked Way
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: Harry's kids spend the holiday with our heroes.
Warnings: EWE
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Foraccioslash
The children had hung the holly and trimmed the curling ivy. They'd protested the lack of a tree and shaken all of the presents. They'd giggled over the mistletoe, James letting the others in on the secret, and they'd given Severus hell for three days straight.
Severus shut himself in his laboratory, sealing the door to be air-tight to keep his potions safe from the pine-fresh smell from the tree acquired under duress – Harry had a talk with James, and Ginny came to pick them up.
Harry leaned into his husband's arms when they were gone. He turned to Severus, kissing the scars on his throat. "Saved again."
"For one more year," Severus said. He kissed Harry on the forehead. "Your restraint in not hexing your ex-wife was admirable."
"She means well," Harry told him. "She –"
"You will stop making excuses for her," Severus said, his voice a low sexy purr in Harry's ear, "or else I will be forced to drag you off to bed and have my wicked way with you, as she accuses me of doing."
Harry pushed the hair back from Severus's face. "Mmm, yes please. I missed doing that while the kids were underfoot."
-----
Title: Hard to dance if you don't have feet
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Pairing: Remus/Sirius (preslash)
Prompt: laughter
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Forcelandineb
Remus had never heard laughter before he met Sirius. He'd found the last free compartment on the train and wedged his trunk into the space, scarring the wood even further. It was as old and battered as all of his things.
Sirius burst into the compartment, asking if it was full, if he could share, if Remus had seen the latest Prophet, if he wanted a Chocolate Frog, if it was true that the Sorting Hat tap-danced during its song.
"Hard to dance if you don't have feet," Remus said, and Sirius laughed.
All the gray of Remus's life was swept away – his mother with her pinched face, his father who never smiled, the full moon nights when his world was black and white and gray. He heard Sirius laugh, and it was as if there was color in his world for the first time.
Sirius clapped Remus on the back and passed him a Chocolate Frog. Remus had never had one before – he ate it slowly, savoring the taste.
The chocolate was marvelous, smooth and sweet on his tongue, and Sirius gave him another. "You like those? I think we'll be great friends, don't you? I love them too."
-----
Title: The quality of mercy
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: R/NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Prompt: wrap
Warnings: implied bondage, cross-dressing
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Forwesternredcedar
Remus set the heavy pot of poinsettias down with a thud. "I think I'll wrap Harry and Draco's present now," he said.
"Mmm," Severus said. He licked his finger to turn the page of his book, and Remus sighed.
"I think I'll use the back issues of your potions magazines as wrapping paper," he said, "or maybe that racy wrapping paper, the one with illustrations from the Kama Sutra?"
"If you're asking me to put down my book and ravish you on the table, the answer is no."
He turned another page, not looking up at Remus. Remus took a deep breath, but Severus cut him off. "There's a present under the tree for you – the one in silver paper. Open it, and take the contents upstairs."
"What?"
Severus dropped his book and advanced on Remus, backing him into the wall. "I will ravish you," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I will wrap you up in silk and lace, bind your cock with a ring and make you beg to come. You'll be at my mercy, and my mercy alone."
Remus whimpered, and Severus went back to his book. "Now, unwrap your present and wait upstairs for me."
-----
Title: In Every Season
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: winter nights
Warnings: bondage, food smut
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: Fordementordelta
Winter nights were long, the darkness extended. Harry wriggled in the bed, bare skin rubbing against the silk sheets.
Severus entered silently and flicked his wand, binding Harry to the bed. "Waiting for me?" he asked. "Or have I interrupted an assignation?"
Harry whimpered. The silk rubbed against his cock, enough pressure to tease, and no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get more. "You, always … Severus, please."
Severus strode over to the bed, shedding his cloak and boots as he went. "I will be pleased, I am sure. You to brighten up the dark of the winter night, you to warm my cold bed – yes, I will be pleased."
He conjured a basket of fresh berries and he fed the berries to Harry one by one, and spread the sticky juice all over his body. "You belong to sinful, hedonistic summer," he said, "and you belong in my bed – in every season."
Harry writhed, nonsense spilling from his lips, and Severus stroked him off and let him come, kissing him through his climax and sucking the moans from him. He fed the come to Harry, salt to heighten the sweet, and then kissed the taste from his mouth.
Harry smiled up at him, sleepy and sated. "Welcome home."
"I will come," Severus said, loosening the bonds and spreading Harry's legs, "more than once tonight, and so will you, my little imp."
He loosened Harry's entrance with a spell, slicking it with lube, and slid into him with one smooth thrust. "Waiting for me, spread out on silk sheets – so wanton. So good."
Harry slipped free from the bonds and flipped Severus over with a sudden shove, straddling his hips and riding him. Long winter nights, with their warmth and the promise of summer to come – they were perfect.
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Sirius/Snape
Prompt: cold
Warnings: hate-sex, sort of
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
rgrayjoySirius thrust into the circle Snape made with his fingers, gripping his shoulders hard. With his teeth, he left marks on Snape's pale neck – half-moon circles that would remind Snape of this. "More."
Snape refused to speed his strokes. He kept an unsteady, teasing pace, and he smirked when Sirius growled. Snape pulled away entirely, taking the time to fasten Sirius's trousers. His fingers did not linger – he thrust his arms into his armpits, shivering. "Of all the godforsaken places to meet, Black, only you would choose the arctic."
Their breath frosted the air, mingling in one cloud. Sirius grabbed Snape and slammed him into the wall, stroking him roughly through his thick wool trousers. "Bastard," he said, panting as he rubbed himself off on Snape's thigh. "Fucking deserve it, you do."
Snape did not deny it. He arched into Sirius's hand, his poison-thin lips pressed shut. Sirius broke the silence with a groan when he came.
It was cold when Snape left, and only the dwindling crack of Apparition and the sticky mess in Sirius's trousers proved that he had been there at all. Sirius wrapped his arms around himself for warmth. "Only you," he said to the silence.
-----
Title: Every Night
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Harry/Draco
Prompt: candle in the window
Warnings: AU
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
rubytuesday5681There was a candle burning in the window when Harry came home, and he knew that Draco was safe. A simple signal, it meant nothing to the neighbors and everything to him.
He crawled into bed, too tired to wash off the ash and smoke of the war. Draco stirred in his sleep, making room for Harry in the bed. They curled together like the stripes on a candy cane, hopelessly tangled with the crimson blankets by the time they woke up. It was the only way Harry managed to get any sleep, these days.
Draco woke him with a kiss, muzzy with morning breath. "Morning, stranger. You ought to wake up in my bed more often."
Harry nuzzled his neck, breathing in his warm scent. Safety and morning and home – the world was perfect today. "I plan on it," he said. "You're not half-bad to wake up to."
"I'll show you not half-bad." Draco pinned Harry to the bed, kissing him breathless. He rubbed Harry's cock through the silk sheets, teasing him, until Harry flipped them over and knelt between Draco's spread legs.
"Yes," Draco said, closing his eyes as Harry slid into him. "Yes – missed you so much."
"Missed you." Harry kissed the beads of sweat from Draco's upper lip, rubbed his lips against Draco's morning stubble, and worked every cry and moan from him. Thrusting into him, he claimed him – home and safety, Draco was his. "Missed you."
"Yes," Draco said, sprawling across Harry's chest with a lazy, contented sigh. "We could do that again, some day – I wouldn't mind at all."
"I'm sorry I –"
"Hush." Draco traced feathery patterns on Harry's back and pressed a kiss to his shoulder. "It's all right, Harry. I'll keep the candle burning in the window for you – every night."
-----
Title: Wicked Way
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: PG-13
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: Harry's kids spend the holiday with our heroes.
Warnings: EWE
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
accioslashThe children had hung the holly and trimmed the curling ivy. They'd protested the lack of a tree and shaken all of the presents. They'd giggled over the mistletoe, James letting the others in on the secret, and they'd given Severus hell for three days straight.
Severus shut himself in his laboratory, sealing the door to be air-tight to keep his potions safe from the pine-fresh smell from the tree acquired under duress – Harry had a talk with James, and Ginny came to pick them up.
Harry leaned into his husband's arms when they were gone. He turned to Severus, kissing the scars on his throat. "Saved again."
"For one more year," Severus said. He kissed Harry on the forehead. "Your restraint in not hexing your ex-wife was admirable."
"She means well," Harry told him. "She –"
"You will stop making excuses for her," Severus said, his voice a low sexy purr in Harry's ear, "or else I will be forced to drag you off to bed and have my wicked way with you, as she accuses me of doing."
Harry pushed the hair back from Severus's face. "Mmm, yes please. I missed doing that while the kids were underfoot."
-----
Title: Hard to dance if you don't have feet
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: G
Pairing: Remus/Sirius (preslash)
Prompt: laughter
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
celandinebRemus had never heard laughter before he met Sirius. He'd found the last free compartment on the train and wedged his trunk into the space, scarring the wood even further. It was as old and battered as all of his things.
Sirius burst into the compartment, asking if it was full, if he could share, if Remus had seen the latest Prophet, if he wanted a Chocolate Frog, if it was true that the Sorting Hat tap-danced during its song.
"Hard to dance if you don't have feet," Remus said, and Sirius laughed.
All the gray of Remus's life was swept away – his mother with her pinched face, his father who never smiled, the full moon nights when his world was black and white and gray. He heard Sirius laugh, and it was as if there was color in his world for the first time.
Sirius clapped Remus on the back and passed him a Chocolate Frog. Remus had never had one before – he ate it slowly, savoring the taste.
The chocolate was marvelous, smooth and sweet on his tongue, and Sirius gave him another. "You like those? I think we'll be great friends, don't you? I love them too."
-----
Title: The quality of mercy
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 200
Rating: R/NC-17
Pairing: Remus/Severus
Prompt: wrap
Warnings: implied bondage, cross-dressing
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
westernredcedarRemus set the heavy pot of poinsettias down with a thud. "I think I'll wrap Harry and Draco's present now," he said.
"Mmm," Severus said. He licked his finger to turn the page of his book, and Remus sighed.
"I think I'll use the back issues of your potions magazines as wrapping paper," he said, "or maybe that racy wrapping paper, the one with illustrations from the Kama Sutra?"
"If you're asking me to put down my book and ravish you on the table, the answer is no."
He turned another page, not looking up at Remus. Remus took a deep breath, but Severus cut him off. "There's a present under the tree for you – the one in silver paper. Open it, and take the contents upstairs."
"What?"
Severus dropped his book and advanced on Remus, backing him into the wall. "I will ravish you," he said, his voice a low rumble. "I will wrap you up in silk and lace, bind your cock with a ring and make you beg to come. You'll be at my mercy, and my mercy alone."
Remus whimpered, and Severus went back to his book. "Now, unwrap your present and wait upstairs for me."
-----
Title: In Every Season
Author: lesyeuxverts
Word Count: 300
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Snarry
Prompt: winter nights
Warnings: bondage, food smut
Disclaimer: Not mine.
AN: For
dementordeltaWinter nights were long, the darkness extended. Harry wriggled in the bed, bare skin rubbing against the silk sheets.
Severus entered silently and flicked his wand, binding Harry to the bed. "Waiting for me?" he asked. "Or have I interrupted an assignation?"
Harry whimpered. The silk rubbed against his cock, enough pressure to tease, and no matter how he struggled, he couldn't get more. "You, always … Severus, please."
Severus strode over to the bed, shedding his cloak and boots as he went. "I will be pleased, I am sure. You to brighten up the dark of the winter night, you to warm my cold bed – yes, I will be pleased."
He conjured a basket of fresh berries and he fed the berries to Harry one by one, and spread the sticky juice all over his body. "You belong to sinful, hedonistic summer," he said, "and you belong in my bed – in every season."
Harry writhed, nonsense spilling from his lips, and Severus stroked him off and let him come, kissing him through his climax and sucking the moans from him. He fed the come to Harry, salt to heighten the sweet, and then kissed the taste from his mouth.
Harry smiled up at him, sleepy and sated. "Welcome home."
"I will come," Severus said, loosening the bonds and spreading Harry's legs, "more than once tonight, and so will you, my little imp."
He loosened Harry's entrance with a spell, slicking it with lube, and slid into him with one smooth thrust. "Waiting for me, spread out on silk sheets – so wanton. So good."
Harry slipped free from the bonds and flipped Severus over with a sudden shove, straddling his hips and riding him. Long winter nights, with their warmth and the promise of summer to come – they were perfect.