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slytherinslut0 · 7 months
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SEVERUS SNAPE ONESHOT- Starts Now
Tags: 18+, Spanking, Age Gap, Professor x Student, Sexual Punishment, Dirty Talk, Praise Kink, Degradation Kink, DubCon, CNC.
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In the deep of night, the castle of Hogwarts slept under a blanket of shadows. In this hushed, eerie atmosphere, you, a near-graduate student, driven by curiosity and a daring spirit, decided to venture into Professor Snape's potions classroom after hours.
Armed with your knowledge of advanced unlocking spells, you managed to bypass the locked door with meticulous precision, and your invisibility cloak concealed your presence. You had heard whispers among your fellow students about a secret storeroom hidden within the potions classroom, rumored to contain exotic ingredients and ancient potions, and your insatiable curiosity admittedly got the better of you.
You envisioned yourself becoming the talk of Hogwarts with your newfound expertise, being the first one to successfully break into the room and explore, knowing practically every fucking student in the school would want to know what you'd found. Your heart pounded as you entered the room, the soft moonlight filtering through dusty windows and casting an ethereal glow upon the desks and shelves.
The potions ingredients lined the shelves like an alchemist's dream, each jar containing something more wondrous and enigmatic than the last. Your heart raced as you began to gather these prized ingredients and transcribe notes on their uses. Your parchment rustled as you wrote, the quiet scratching echoing through the otherwise silent room.
Suddenly, the shadows seemed to stir, and before you could even realize what was happening, you felt a large, cold hand clamp over your lips, the other tightening around your neck, tugging you back against a strong, broad chest.
"Yet another student attempting to pilfer my secrets, I see...how utterly predictable..." he growled, lips pressed against your ear as he spit the words directly into your fucking eardrums. "Tell me, do you find yourself so exceptional that you believe the rules do not apply to you?"
You tried to shake your head, but his grip was so tight that all you could do was pathetically whimper, entire body trembling in fear as he held you against him. "I thought a student as mature as yourself would know better than this...you're almost twenty fucking years old for Merlin's sake..."
You whimpered again, wishing more than anything you could apologize to him, wishing more than anything you could beg him for forgiveness. Every second he held you, firm hand pressed over your lips, was another second in which you became filled with a mixture of terror and warmth, spreading across your skin like a raging wildfire.
"I believe you've demonstrated a complete lack of respect for both authority, and common fucking sense..." he growled, voice harsher with each syllable, rendering you utterly petrified against him. "Perhaps, I have to introduce you to one of my more merciless detentions...I'm certain it'll teach you a lesson that you won't soon forget."
And with that he released you, ripping the parchment from your hands, smirking as you spun around to face him with wide, pleading eyes. "I'm so sorry Profes-"
"Enough. Nothing you can say will fix what you've done." He spat. "You'll speak when spoken to, understand me?"
Your face flushed with heat, your entire body igniting into flame under the heat of his stare, and you nodded. "I understand."
"Good girl," he said, throwing the parchment down on his desk. "Your detention, starts now."
You parted your lips to question him, but he cut you off, advancing on you and crashing his lips to yours. Almost instantly, you melted into him, the fire that was kindling in your core erupting into complete and utter chaos, engulfing your entire body within seconds. You'd always had a thing for your professor, you'd always been attracted to his stern, no-nonsense demeanour, the way his intoxicating presence takes over a room the mere second he enters it; the way his eyes always lingered on your lips for longer than they should. To be kissing him right now, after you were certain he was just about to kill you dead, is a turn of events you'd never have expected to happen, not in a million fucking years.
Pulling back, he gripped your chin, yanking a gasp from your throat as he tightened his grip. "You've been a very bad girl..." he purred, something flickering behind his eyes that made your stomach jump. "I want you to face the wall...and lift up your skirt."
Your thighs screamed in need at his request, your entire body trembling as he held you there for a moment, allowing his words to linger--giving you a chance to refuse, to deny his demands if you so desired--before he released you, his grin widening as you slowly did as he said, without question.
The second you'd raised your skirt, exposing your bare ass to him, he was on you, hands gripping and smoothing the flesh--low groans leaving his chest as he pressed you into the wall, breathing hot breath over your ear.
"Such an obedient little thing...willing to do anything I say..." he purred, the approval clear in his tone, teeth nipping at the flesh of your earlobe. "I'm going to bruise this beautiful ass, and you're going to thank me for it, understand?" He gripped a palmful of your ass cheek, the other slipping up and grasping your throat.
Through the pressure of his grip, you nodded. "Yes, sir..."
"Good girl." He said. "I suggest you tighten your grip on your skirt, ensure that it's real, real firm..."
Without thinking, you spoke. "Why?"
A hard, firm smack to your asscheek ripped the oxygen from your lungs, a gasp escaping you as he tightened the pressure around your throat simultaneously.
"Because, if you try to touch me, try to stop me in any way, I will increase the pain and the total by generous fucking amounts that I know your innocent little body would never be able to handle...and you don't want that, do you, little girl?"
Your lungs were threatening to collapse under the weight of your desire, wetness almost undoubtedly weeping between your thighs. You'd never been spoken to like this, you'd never been treated like this, and admittedly, you were shamelessly fucking loving it.
"No, sir...I wouldn't..."
He hummed, releasing you. "That's what I thought."
Doing as he suggested, you gripped your skirt tight between your fingers, bringing your trembling hands in front of you to reduce the temptation to touch him. The room was silent for a moment as you felt him turn to his desk, pulling open a drawer and retrieving something from it before returning back to you, bringing his lips dangerously close to your ear once again.
"You better keep quiet...you don't want to risk someone finding you here like this, would you?" He purred, smoothing his palm over your asscheek.
With a low whimper, you shook your head. "No, sir..."
He hummed again, seemingly pleased. "Move your feet wider...I want them spread nice and wide for me..."
Gods, this was killing you, in the best fucking way possible. You spread your feet wider, only by a small amount, the feeling of vulnerability starting to eat away at you. Displeased by this, your Professor pressed against you, steadying one of his hands on the wall beside your head, the other reaching down and gripping your bare thigh, urging your feet further apart.
"I said nice and wide, little girl..." he growled, lips pressed against your ear. "Perhaps you're not familiar with what that looks like, hm?"
You whimpered, cunt clenching indefinitely at this point--you couldn't fucking help it, he was driving you fucking insane. You'd never known need like you did right then, your entire body screaming his name, screaming for his touch.
He huffed, amused. "Take your punishment like a good girl and perhaps I'll show you...”
And with that, he pulled back, smoothing his palm over your asscheek one more time before retreating his hand to your lower back, urging you to press your face against the wall as something hard, cold and fucking painful whacked your ass, sending immense amounts of pain throughout your entire body. You went to scream, but somehow you remembered that you couldn't--that you needed to keep quiet so that no one would hear--so you instead chose to bite down on your lip with enough force to split the skin, tears welling in your eyes as he pulled back and repeated the process on the other cheek.
"Mm. That's it..." he purred, smoothing over the welting skin. "You're being so good for me..."
Your legs trembled, breath sputtering as he whacked you again, and again, hardy giving you a second to even consider any form of response, not that he was really even looking for one. Your body was quaking, the overwhelming mixture of pain and pleasure growing to be so powerful your head was spinning, your cunt clenching with every single smack.
Smack. "You like that, huh?" Smack. "You like being fucking punished by your Professor..." smack. "Dirty little thing…”
You whimpered, the first audible noise that had managed to leave your lips, and your professor huffed, clucking his tongue.
"Keep being good for me..." he purred, nipping at your neck as he gave you a second to collect yourself. "Only two more..."
With a long, shaky inhale, you nodded, eyes rolling back in your skull as his teeth nibbled at the sensitive flesh below your ear, undoubtedly breaking blood vessels. His palm slithered down, from your lower back to your ass, grazing over the flaming skin before teasing your inner thigh, sparking heat in your blood so hot you were worried it would melt your flesh from the inside out.
As he grazed your panties, you mewled, and without giving you a chance to even process it, he whacked you two more times, a cry of pain slipping past your lips at the abrupt sensations. Professor Snape hummed, seemingly pleased, bringing both hands to your ass now, gripping and kneading the burning skin, eliciting even more pain, as though what'd he'd already done wasn't enough.
You broke, the agony unbearable. "Fuck, Professor, please..."
He groaned, gripping you harder. "Thank me." He spat into your ear. "Thank me for punishing your bad little ass."
You whimpered, knuckles popping with how hard you were holding the fabric of your skirt. "Thank you, Professor!" You squealed, desperation clear in your voice. "Fuck-thank you for punishing me..."
"Very good." He huffed, slowly releasing you. "Perhaps you should break into my classroom again tomorrow night..."
You spun to face him, slowly releasing your skirt as you met his hungry eyes. "Perhaps.”
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somesnapefan2 · 9 months
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pssherri · 1 year
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Dancing through the years
1971 - 1981 - 1991 - 2001
Just love how snucius fandom decided that their dances are absolute canon (so did I)
(please read @sevsnapes post about it)
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hannisimp · 26 days
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Sometimes I forgot i drew these😭😭😭
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thomasisaslut · 5 months
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Remus Lupin x Lucius Malfoy x Severus Snape x F!Reader
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Orgy — KTober
Word Count: 1.6k
Includes: Orgy, F/M/M/M, Anal, Anal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Vaginal Fingering, Blow Jobs, Nipple Play, Light Bondage, Handcuffs, Desk Sex, Switches, Bottom Severus Snape, Hair Pulling.
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On Ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/51096043
On Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/1391144797-𝐊𝐢𝐧𝐤𝐭𝐨𝐛𝐞𝐫-𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟑-𝐎𝐫𝐠𝐲-𝐋-𝐌-𝐱-𝐑-𝐋-𝐱-𝐒-𝐒-𝐱-𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫
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You have been seeing each of the three men for months, it's been safe, however, none of the men know each other—well—they do, but they don't know that they're fucking you.
With Lucius you simply tell him little things. 'I see them everyday' and 'One's hair color is black'. When Remus asks about the others your answers are the same. But with Severus... you find it hard to keep things from him. You have started to be more honest with him about your other significant partners.
When Sev asks you tell him more specific details, 'Long, white-blond hair...', 'I think you know him.' And so forth.
However, that is beside the point now. Currently, you are sneaking away to your potions master's office. You knock on the door, frustrated when he doesn't open the door instantly. So, you take out the key he gave you a few months ago and jam it into the keyhole. You push open the door and instantly halt at the sight before you.
Lucius, Remus, and Severus sat before you, Severus at his offices desk whilst Remus and Lucius are across from him.
"Darling?" Lucius raises his eyebrow.
"Sweetheart?" Remus blurts out.
Severus coughs. "Ms. [Last Name]..." He sends a small glare to the other two males in the room. "What are you doing out of your dorm so late"
All of your previous thoughts halt as you stare at your three lovers. "I-I was... uhm... wanting to ask you about something, sir..." You mumble, you walk between Lucius and Remus—making sure to sway your hips, just to tease them—you stop before his desk.
'Are these the other two... men... you fuck, slut?' Severus growls, using his Legilimency abilities to speak to you in your brain.
You nod, you hear the chairs behind you shift, on your right hip was Remus' hand while on your left was Lucius'.
Severus stands and grabs your Slytherin tie, tugging you forward he slams your lips together. His tongue moves against your bottom lip to which you happily open to, it fights against your own, hungry for you, wanting, needing.
Lucius grips your hip, shoving Remus' hand out of the way so both of them are on either side. Remus glares, he pushes Lucius back before yanking you away from both of the former Death Eaters.
The DADA Professor sits on the chair he was earlier and tugs you down onto his lap, you now straddle him. Remus' lips kiss your neck, the other two men in the room seething with jealously.
"Darling."
Lucius' voice makes you look over your shoulder to meet his pale blue eyes.
"Y-Yes?" You manage to say as Remus bites harder on your shoulder, drawing blood.
"Why don't you come and sit on your master's lap, hm?" He smirks.
You glance at Remus, giving him a quick peck on the lips before moving so you're straddling Lucius. Severus walks over, he grips your jaw and moves your head completely upward, your nose facing the ceiling as he looks down at you.
"Lupin and Malfoy, seriously?" The potions master sends a sharp glare your way.
"I-" Lucius slaps his hand away and pulls you in for a rough and dominating kiss, he forces his tongue into your mouth to deepen the connection, making sure the professors watch.
Severus apparates the two of you to his desk, you bent over while he stands behind you, his bulge rubbing against your clothed, wet cunt.
"She came here for me, not either of you." Severus made sure to emphasize his word 'you', as if he were disgusted by the presence of both the other males—he was, well, that was until Lucius walked up behind him.
Lucius grabbed the potion masters hips, rubbing his groin against the others ass, Remus stands before the desk and begins to unzip his pants.
"Suck." The werewolf demands as he whips out his cock already dripping with pre.
You reach up to stroke his cock when your hands get snatched, Severus ties your wrists together by your Slytherin tie.
"He said suck, slut." Severus' threat gets cut off by a groan as Lucius rocks his hips against the others rear.
You hear Lucius' belt clink to the floor followed by Severus'. Lucius brings his fingers to your mouth before you go to suck Remus' cock, you quickly cover his middle and ring finger with your saliva, he withdraws his hand and brings it to Severus' hole before slowly sliding in one finger. You watch as Severus whimpers from the insertion.
Rocking your hips makes Severus moan, the combined feeling of his cock and Lucius' fingers makes him overly sensitive. You lay your head back before licking the tip of Remus' cock. The werewolf groans.
Severus' shaky hands slide down your panties, he inserts two of his long, calloused fingers into your soaked pussy, shoving them in as far as possible while his thumb toys with your clitoris.
Remus begins to fuck your throat, he glares at the other two males—more at Severus who is currently fingering open your cunt. The DADA Professor moves fast and hard, hitting the back of your throat with every thrust. Your back scratches against the wooden desk, that same desk now moving back and forth across the floor as Lucius enters his cock into Severus' arse.
"Fuck..." Severus groans as the blond penetrates him. "Faster." He demands, Lucius purposefully fucks the other slower.
"Perhaps fuck our whore, yeah, Sev?" Lucius smirks. "Lupin here gets the point."
You moan around Remus' cock as you both get mentioned, you try to move your hands that are being band together by the tie but fail.
Severus withdraws his fingers and brings them to his cock, lubing his cock with your slick before slamming into you at an unruly pace. Lucius then begins to fuck the potion master, pounding against the others prostate with every single movement. It causes Severus to fuck you harder, Lucius controlling the others hip movements.
You attempt to speak but it's muffled by Remus' still painfully hard cock, you begin to bob your head—even at the upside down angle you manage to make him fold under your movements.
"I'm gonna cum, princess..." Remus groans, his hand moves to your right breast, unhooking your bra then playing with your hard, sensitive nipples.
You moan around his cock in a 'do it' statement, Remus moans, his balls tightening before he shoots his load down your throat. You swallow every drop, licking up the slick as he pulls out of your mouth.
"T-Thank you, Professor!" You moan, voice hoarse. Severus' thrusts become hungry, you can tell he is on the verge of his own release and by Lucius' noises you can tell he is too. "Sir! C-Cum in me! Cum in my cunt while master cums in your ass! P-Please!" You plea, Remus' hands do not move from your breasts for a second, helping you build your release.
"Is that what..." He moans as Lucius bends him slightly, the new angle makes him find that sensitive spot nestled deep inside of your cunt. "You want, slut?" Severus stutters out.
You nod eagerly, you lock eyes with Lucius as he fucks the potions master, his only reaction was to smirk wider.
He grips Severus' hips tighter before spanking his ass once, the dark hair male jumps from surprise, causing his cock to move—you nearly cum from the movement.
"A-Again, master!" You beg to Lucius, wanting him to spank Severus again.
"I like the way you think, darling." Lucius connects his hand with Severus' rear once more, and in a second Severus shoots his own release inside of your cunt, making you feel stuffed and fucked throughly. "Keep fucking her, Princeling." Lucius demands.
Severus only nods, to sensitive to say no. He continues to pound into your pussy, playing with your clit as he does so. You lean over and motion for Remus, he happily slides his still hard cock back into your eager mouth. You lick around his tip before he slides his entire length into your throat.
Lucius grips Severus' hips once more, "Take it, Princeling." The blond growls before shooting his cum inside of Severus' ass, the potion masters face was beautiful in this moment—not that it wasn't before—but now he looked near godly. His eyes hazy, mouth slack, body trembling, his cock still nestled in your raw, tight pussy.
"Lucius! F-Fuck..." He moans before letting a second load of his cum shoot deep inside of you. Remus follows in suit, his release pouring into your throat. You swallow his cum before he slides his cock out of your mouth.
Severus soon pulls out as well, panting before he falls on top of you, Lucius' cock still in his ass—locking the blond's cum inside of his rear.
"Pull out, dickhead." Severus groans as he lies on your chest, you bring your fingers to his hair, gently massaging his scalp.
"Why should I, Princeling?" Lucius smirks and rocks his hips teasingly. You feel Severus' cock go hard against you.
"Too much..." The dark headed male glares over his shoulder.
"I think he can take it." Remus pipes in, he cups Severus' chin before kissing him harshly.
"Oh?" You smirk, leaning up slightly you connect your lips to Severus' neck, licking the area before biting and sucking, leaving a deep, red hickey on the professors neck.
"I like your ideas." Lucius says to you and Remus. "Let's say another round, yes?"
Severus slowly nods, flustered. It only causes you, Lucius, and Remus to smirk, how fun the rest of this night would be.
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snucius · 1 year
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Bellatrix: And then Snapey Smarty Pants said "Put it down, Bella. We mustn't touch what isn't ours".
Bellatrix: Like how dare he?! I'm so done. Fuck that halfblood, right?
Lucius: Yeah, right. Fuck him, fuck him hard. Fuck him until he is writhing, whimpering and begging to com-
Bellatrix: OK, mate stop. I feel like we aren't on the same page anymore.
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smilingbluetiger · 1 month
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Harry Potter and War of the ships !!!
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I hope I didn't leave anyone out. Shall we open the discussion?
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giosnape · 9 months
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The welcoming
Content: NSFW, fluff, romance, fun, snape x reader, Snape x Lucius x reader.  
Wonderful drawing by my friend @maphy-art 💚
I dedicate this story to my dear friend @sevsnapes, lover of Snucius🖤
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You returned to London a few days ago after years of training abroad and are an internationally renowned researcher.
Your study is based on the discovery of the oldest traces of magic; it is an extensively compelling subject that has led you to collaborate with world-class archaeologists and historians.
You devoted your heart and soul to your studies after your relationship with your youthful love, Severus, left you when you were both 20 years old.
You fell in love at first sight when your eyes first met in the Great Hall during the sorting ceremony.
Both in the Slytherins your relationship began with a deep friendship, and in the sixth year your overwhelming passion exploded like a raging river.
Unfortunately Severus with time decided to pursue his dreams of glory instead of following his heart, your love had failed to bridge the young wizard's inner torments. With deep regret you had accepted the situation and in time had even forgiven him.
It was time wasted trying to hate the man you loved, your true and only love, your friend, confidant… you had spent your best years with him.
Including your craziness by giving in to your wildest instincts together with your dear friend Lucius.
Those nights at Malfoy Manor were unforgettable.
Laughter, stories, delicious food and good sex.
One night you reach Malfoy Manor with your heart pounding in your chest.
You have been invited by Lucius to his luxurious home for a reunion among old friends.
You are wearing a simple black dress that comes down to your knees so as not to attract too much attention.
You are greeted by an impish house elf and after a ridiculous bow, he escorts you inside.
“Master Malfoy told me to join him in his personal bathroom” the elf whispers in a hushed voice and leaves you in front of a dark wooden door.
You widen your eyes in surprise not knowing what to expect and with a trembling hand you lower the handle.
The scene that unfolds before your eyes is....
Bizarre?
Exciting?
Unusual?
Lucius, wearing a black satin robe, sits on the edge of a very lavish bath decorated with golden inserts and massages Severus' hair.
Severus is surrendered to Malfoy's gentle caresses with closed eyes clearly relaxed.
He is immersed in the warm water of the tub.
Lucius turns to you with the most sensual smile in his repertoire.
“You have finally arrived my dear” he bows his head as a sign of greeting, as Severus stares at you blushing completely seeming oblivious to your possible presence.
“How long has it been since we've seen each other?” Lucius asks curiously.
“Fourteen years, Lucius. I notice certain habits have not changed” you murmur and move closer, gazing across the water at Severus' naked body. The years had given him a more virile body, toned and muscular despite several scars.
“Come on Severus won't you greet the newcomer?” Lucius smiles amusedly meeting our embarrassed glances.
“You could have told me you invited her” Severus whispers thoughtfully and Lucius makes a hand gesture to shush him.
“You would have ruined the party, Sev” Lucius licks his lustful lips.
“How about resuming our old ways? That would be a nice welcome for your return don't you think?”Lucius asks you with apparent innocence.
You look at both of them not knowing what to do.
Suddenly, as if you were doing the most natural thing in the world by remembering the old days, you begin to denude yourself before the lustful gazes of the two men.
Your body has also changed over time.
You are a 34-year-old woman and your form is sweet and curvy as well as maintaining a flawless figure.
You plunge into the warm water staring silently at Severus.
The atmosphere fills with sexual tension, you missed tremendously breathing in this undeniable chemistry.
You bow your head and place your plump lips on Severus' chest, in a random spot, merely kissing the flesh. Severus closes his eyes, staying to breathe in the water vapor that had reformed in the air.
You tease his mouth with your lips. More than a kiss, a torture. You continue all the way down his neck; with your hand you descended to the center of his chest, making him tremble. You taste it with your fingertips, stimulate it with the tips of your nails. You descend slowly, inexorably. With a firm thumb you draw the lowest line of his belly. You run your finger over it a second time, lingering, scratching.
With a sudden snap he lays his elegant hands against your hips and brings you, through his delightfully manly strength, sitting on top of his pelvis.
You feel his tongue against your aureole, lazily stimulating your nipple. You enjoy the rubbing by finding something to stroke with your fingers when you reach the nape of his neck. The great thing about Severus was that he never seemed to have to go anywhere, or come to anything at all.
To thank him you sway in the water over his thighs, growing the bulk of his erection.
He removes his head from your breast and, looking at you, silently communicates. He receives your smile that means assent and reaches down with his hand between your legs, to position himself with your help.
Meanwhile Lucius watches the scene like a hungry wolf.
Completely naked, by now his robe abandoned on the floor, he brings his erection closer to your face.
You hook his swollen penis between your lips, inhaling with your mouth. Lucius gasps.
You use your hand to continue in the stimulation of his erection.
Holding him with one hand, you take him into your mouth again.
With little moans you barely move your tongue over Lucius. You suck him hard, doing nothing but that, sucking harder and harder.
Severus continues with caresses, kisses and small bites, with all the calm in the world.
Your physical understanding has been total and immediate, ever since you experienced your first shared orgasm at age 16 in an empty classroom.
The perfection of your union surprises you as soon as it begins. It is not an exaggeration to think that he seems tailor-made for you.
You lower yourself slowly onto him, opening, engulfing him.
He is divine, and Severus
feels the same way about you, the way he has already begun to sigh.
Lucius makes sounds that have never left his throat. He puts a hand behind your head and musses your long hair in his fingers as you take in everything about him, nonstop, without stopping.
You and Severus decide how to move, with him momentarily resting his palms on the bottom of the tub, to rock, and you pressing against him from above, trying to encompass him whole, slowly. Now that you're pubes against pubes, you're ready to begin your climb toward a fabulous orgasm. Impossibly, re-embracing you, Severus creeps even further inside your belly, raising your pleasure another notch.
You stay still for a moment, holding onto his shoulders I take downward.
He grips your buttocks in his hands to add pressure to his firm sway and you come together with a powerful orgasm.
You explode. So does he as if he wants to empty his soul into you. He moves violently and uncontrollably, between shudders, to give you everything and have nothing left to give.
You tremble all over, your cheeks flushed, your eyelids lowered.
Lucius also enjoys in your mouth you notice when he has already started and you cannot regret it.
You do not flinch, you accept his caresses on your head, you stay with him until the last moment and beyond. You slowly withdraw, cleaning him, savoring him.
Finally, you move upward, slowly, then back. You curl up, sinking into the water.
“What a wonderful welcome...” you smile amusedly and all three of you burst out laughing.
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severusfanclub · 19 days
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sev went to visit luci during work..
quick sketch bcos i have been thinking abt them all day . not even joking ask kel
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feliiixan · 1 year
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Some lil conversation "before the yule ball"
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Lucius trying to get Severus to go with him to the yule-ball...Severus would never say no to him
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394halfbloodprince · 9 months
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Severus: my favourite part of grocery shopping is looking at the Oreos to see what those freaks are up to now.
Lily: what’s your favourite kind?
Severus: mega stuffed
Lucius: that can be arranged.
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slytherinslut0 · 7 months
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SEVERUS SNAPE ONESHOT- Yours, Always.
Tags: Breakup, Love Story, Fluff, Poet Severus, Heartbreak
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It had been almost an entire year.
Almost one whole fucking year since you and Severus broke up--the challenges that you'd faced within your relationship were simply too big to overcome, and as a result, the wedge that formed between you two proved to be insurmountable. But despite your issues, not a day has gone by where you don't find yourself thinking about him, thinking about how much you fucking loved him, and all the reasons in which caused you to fall so hard for him in the first place.
You loved Severus for the enigmatic depth of his soul, the way his piercing intellect and hidden vulnerabilities intertwined. His profound understanding of magic and his fierce loyalty, despite his often aloof demeanor, were entirely captivating.
Beneath his stoic exterior, you'd seen glimpses of a wounded heart yearning for redemption, and you were drawn to the complexity of his character. It was his ability to love so fiercely, even if it was sometimes obscured by the shadows of his past, that made your heart ache for him, and you believed that beneath it all, he was deserving of the love and understanding you longed to offer; and you still believed that, even now, almost a year after you'd broke things off.
Leaving Severus was one of the most agonizing decisions you've ever made. It came from a place of deep pain and frustration, stemming from the insurmountable challenges you'd faced. Your love was undeniable, but it was also a source of constant turmoil and heartache. The emotional distance, the secrecy, and the external threats became overwhelming. You yearned for a love that was more stable, open, and free from the constant fear and tension that shrouded your relationship. It was a heartbreaking choice driven by a desperate need for emotional and physical safety, even though it meant letting go of a love that had once felt like the most magical and intense connection in your life.
And even though you'd had other partners, been with other men--nothing has ever compared. Not a single soul has ever come close to making you feel the way Severus did. Not a single one.
So on this chilled September evening, as the room feels like a sanctuary of solitude, heavy with the weight of time gone by, you find yourself frozen in grief. Shadows dance upon the walls, casting long, wistful silhouettes, as if the very atmosphere mourns a love lost to the sands of time as you sit and reminisce, allowing yourself to wallow in the suppressed pain for a while.
Just as you begin to feel the salty warmth of your tears gliding down your cheeks, you're snapped from your thoughts when your owl, Percy, glides in through the open window, holding a letter between her claws--her wings rustle softly, a mournful symphony that mirrors the heartache in the room. Her eyes, dark and penetrating, seem to hold secrets of the past, and her hoot, though eerie, carries a touch of empathy.
With trembling hands, you take the letter, your fingers tracing the familiar seal with the serpent emblem, Severus's signature. The very sight of his signature stamp sends a pang of longing through your fucking heart, your pulse increasing to an unfathomably quick rate--what the hell could this be? Severus solemnly ever writes you these days.
Upon opening the letter, the inked words appear to bleed with emotion, each stroke of the quill bearing the weight of a love that was, and perhaps still is, unextinguished. Tears gather in the corners of your eyes, blurring the elegant script as memories of your shared moments flood back in vivid detail.
"My Dearest Witch,
How many years must stretch their relentless fingers between us to prove that we are no longer inlove? Seasons have come and gone, the passage of time marked by the whispering winds of summer and the quiet melancholy of September. For how long must we persist to scour the earth for someone new to fill the others shoes?
Do not doubt that there have been others, for I have wandered through the corridors of time seeking solace after facing the reality of your absence; though none could replace the unique cadence of your voice, the way you lulled me with words, the way you breathed my name into the hollow of my neck.
Have you, too, found sanctuary in another's arms? Did they manage to provide the same reverence that you'd experienced from my hands? I ask, if I may, if you have experienced a touch as patient as mine, lips that tasted of desire and warmth that filled the silences between words? Has your heart risen like a crescendo, a wave crashing upon the shore, in the company of another?
Remember, as I whispered to you, 'Love is the only thing that time cannot touch.'
I have never spoken words more true. After all this time, my love for you remains an eternal flame, my guiding light, my morning star. Time itself bears witness to the enduring power of this ancient love, a love I will carry with me across the eons, through vast oceans of existence, down to the tiniest, most fragile inches of my soul, forever guiding me back to you.
If you too find that your heart still calls my name in the silence of your nights, then do write to me. It's time we end this madness, my dear love.
Yours, always,
Severus."
The room seemed to close in around you, the walls echoing with the echoes of your laughter and whispered confessions. Your owl, perched nearby, watches with unblinking eyes, as if understanding the depth of the pain embedded in every word.
As you finished reading the heartfelt letter, a profound sense of genuine happiness enveloped you like a warm embrace. In this unexpected moment, a radiant smile graced your lips, and your heart felt lighter than it had in years. The words in the letter had transported you back to a time when your love burned with an intensity that defied the world. It rekindled cherished memories of shared laughter, whispered confessions, and the depth of your connection.
It was as though the letter had unlocked a treasure trove of emotions that you had thought were lost to time. You felt a surge of joy knowing that, despite the passage of time and the trials you had faced, Severus still carried a flame for you. It was a validation of the profound bond you had once shared. The happiness you felt was not just for yourself but also for the recognition that your love had left an indelible mark on both your hearts.
This letter from Severus is a poignant reminder of a love that, despite its ending, still lingers like a haunting melody. You immediately grabbed your quill and began writing him back.
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somesnapefan2 · 1 year
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Narcissa: are you in love with Lucius?
Severus: no
Narcissa: then why did you write 'S+L' ?
Severus: it stands for suffering and loneliness.
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pssherri · 3 months
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I don't think Lucius approves of it, but still
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hannisimp · 6 days
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“You cling to your papers and pens, waiting until you like me again”
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pangolin2d · 2 years
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It took me so long to finish this drawing that I had to start it all over again
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