Oct. 24th, 2007 @ 09:17 pm FIC: "Collared" -- Severus/Sirius smut as requested by ![[info]](http://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif) ships_harry for her birthday |
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Title: Collared
Author: Nehalenia
For: Happy Birthday, ships_harry!!!
Pairing: Severus/Sirius
Rating: NC-17 (for implication, if nothing else)
Word Count: 1386
Warning: dub-con; breath-play (if you squint); a bit hate-sexy; nothing but dialogue.
Prompt: Disclaimer: Not mine. Just playing with JKR’s toys.
Author’s Notes: ships_harry requested: “Sirius, Severus, collars. Maybe a posture collar, even. And. Um. I wonder, d'you think you could drabble something dub-or-non-con-ish where Severus is the aggressor but still the bottom?” I think this meets most of the requirements. I’m not sure Severus is exactly the “aggressor” but at least he’s the instigator. Oh, and it isn’t a drabble. Well, for me it probably is.
“I must say, Black, you do look rather fetching in that collar.”
“Ha bloody ha, Snivellus. Now get this thing off me.”
“Hmm, I don’t think so.”
“What? Why not? I took the dare, I said I’d put the collar on, I did, so now take the damn thing off!”
“That’s a bit… problematic, actually.”
“What’s so problematic about it? Just undo the buckle!”
“It’s not a normal collar, Black. It’s an Obedience Collar.”
“A what? Why are you smiling like that, Snivellus. Stop it, all right? It’s making my balls crawl up into my gut.”
“You see, Black, before the collar will release, you have to actually be obedient.”
“Be… what the fuck?”
“Obedient, Black. And since I’m the one who put the collar on you, you have to be obedient to me.”
“WHAT! You greasy, slimy, nasty, overgrown BAT! If you think I’m going to do anything you tell me to do, you’re…”
“Oh, but I think you will, Black. Once I give you an order, the collar will tighten if you resist.”
“Why you perverted piece of…. What the fuck do you think you’re doing! Don’t open your bloody trousers, I don’t want to see….”
“I really think we can find better employment for your mouth. Get on your knees, Black, take my cock in your mouth and suck.”
“You’re fucking MENTAL if you….urk….”
“I warned you about the collar’s effect if you refuse, Black. Didn’t you believe me?”
“Ung…bloody…hell…gah…”
“Blue really isn’t a good color on you, Black. Especially not around the mouth.”
“…hate…you…urk…”
“Positive you won’t reconsider?”
“…..”
“Come now, Black. Surely it isn’t shyness, is it? You have done this before, haven’t you? Hmmm, perhaps you’re just not very good at it—AHHH! Oh—fuck—curse it, Black, let me up, damn you! Let—oh God!”
“…mhmmm…ung…”
“Breathe through your nose, imbecile! Merlin’s balls, how stupid….Ahh—teeth! Watch the teeth—fuck! Owww—oh! Oh. Yes. There.”
“…heh….”
“Right—there! Oh Merlin, yes, like that! Ahh!”
“…god…mmph…hold…still….”
“Oh! Take it—take it all—YES! Ahh—don’t stop! Don’t—oh God!”
“…fuck...leggo…hair…mhmmm….”
“Oh—Black! I’m—please! Ah! Yes—make me—oh, please—make me—AHHH! Sirius!”
“…ungh…fuck…yes!”
"Sirius!
“GAH! Finally! Gotta get this goddamn…collar…OFF!”
“Black….”
“I’m gonna fucking KILL you, Snivellus!”
“Oww. Get off, Black.
“Fuck you, Snape! That was the most underhanded, despicable…. Stop moving like that, damn it!”
“Mmph. Then get off me!”
“No! You’re gonna fucking stay right there until I figure out how the hell I’m going to exterminate your loathsome, scrawny arse! You disgust me!”
“Hmph. Interesting. You don’t feel disgusted.”
“What the…you bastard! Stop doing that!”
“I’m not doing anything, you idiot! I’m flat on my back with a ten-stone mongrel on top of me. Get the hell off me, Black! Or were you planning on humping my leg?”
“…”
“Black….”
“Heh.”
“What the… Stop that! Get your filthy hands off me!”
“They weren’t filthy when they were squeezing your bollocks a minute ago, were they?”
“What the hell do you think you’re doing!”
“I think I’m getting your pants off so I can take a piece of your sorry arse, you bastard. After all, turn about is fair play.”
“Like hell!”
“Typical Slytherin. Face it, Snivellus. You didn’t do all your research this time. That collar lost its power the minute I made you come. Didn’t count on that, did you? You made a mistake, now you pay the price.”
“Curse it, Black! Let me up!”
“Just accept it, Snape. It’s poetic justice. You trick me. You make me suck you off. Now I’ve got you trapped, I’m hard enough to hammer nails with my prick, and your arse just happens to be right here. Pure serendipity.”
“You don’t even—fuck! Let go!—know what that word…means!”
“Maybe not, but I know what it’s about to feel like.”
“Fucking…OWW!”
“My, aren’t you the limber one? Color me impressed. By the way, nice legs, Snape. Very long. Makes me wonder how your knees would look around your ears.”
“Black!”
“Another time, then. Now, where were we? Ah yes. I believe I was right…there.”
“No! Fuck! Black, you idiot, use something!”
“Hmm. I don’t recall getting any anesthetic before I blew you. You didn’t even get me drunk first.”
“BLACK!”
“I’m flattered, Snivellus, really, but my cock isn’t that big. See?”
“AHH! Black…please….”
“Merlin, what a cry-baby. Fine. Here. Lubricio.”
“Fuck.”
“Yes, exactly. Now….”
“Fuck!”
“Oh! Sweet…Circe! That’s….”
”…fuck….”
“God…so tight!”
“Oww…”
“Fucking…hell, Snivellus! Can barely…move. Oh! There….”
“Ah!”
“So bloody hot!”
“Oh—owww!”
“Merlin, would you relax? Breathe, stupid!”
“Can’t—relax. You stuck a bloody—ah!—bargepole up my arse!”
“Oh, shut it, Snivellus! Nearly choked on your—stupid cock. You—owe me.”
“Bastard.”
“Bitch. Hot, tight, sexy little—oh fuck, yes—bitch! So—so good.”
“Ahh—please! Slow—slow down.”
“Can’t. Oh God—I can’t. Can’t stop—too fucking good.”
“Ohh!”
“Can’t—fucking believe this! Greasy little Snivellus—arse like melted butter.”
“Owww! God!”
“Merlin, you whine a lot! Think I was—killing you or—something.”
“You’re—ah!—hurting me….”
“Could have told me, stupid berk.”
“I did!”
“God, shut up, won’t you? Here. Put your legs like this.”
“I don’t…”
“Just do it! There. Now….”
“Oh! Oh—oh oh God!”
“Yeah. Oh—yeah. Still want me to—slow down?”
“No. Fuck!”
“Glad to oblige.”
“Ahh!”
“So tight! Can't believe—how fucking tight—God!”
“Yes!”
“Look at you—so hot! Cheeks all red—nipples hard—biting your lip. You like it. Like me fucking you—don’t you?”
“Oh.”
“Answer me. You like it. Tell me!”
“No! God!”
“Oh yeah? You want me to stop, then?”
“Like hell--you could stop.”
“Oh no?”
“Ah! God—Black, you bastard! Nnggh!”
“Can’t stop, huh?”
“Fuck—Black!”
“Tell me you want it.”
“….”
“Tell me, or I’ll pull out right now and make you watch while I finish myself off.”
“…god…”
“Just tell me you want it, Snape. I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll scream like a banshee and come all over yourself.”
“….Black!”
“Look at you. You want it. Your cock’s all hard again; hard as a rock and sweating all over your belly. You’re wet as a slutty little witch and panting like a dog, and your tight little hole is squeezing my prick like a fist ….”
“YES! Yes, fuck you, I want it! God, Sirius, please!”
“Since you insist….”
“Oh—yes! Yes, fuck me—just like that! Ahh!”
“God! Yes—so fucking sweet!”
“Oh—oh—Sirius!”
“Wrap your legs around me—just like that! So hot! God, I want to make you come!”
“Faster! Oh—please!”
“Make you come so fucking hard—yes! God, yes, look at you—fuck! Yeah, that’s it. Come on, Severus. Come for me! Oh!”
“Sirius!”
“Merlin, so hot! Yes!”
“Unnhh!”
“Oh God—Severus! Ahhh!”
“….”
“…fuck… that was... fuck….”
“….”
“Damn. Snape?”
“…..”
“Snape!”
“….mhmm?”
“Merlin’s balls, Snape, did you faint?”
“…No. Of course not.”
“You did, too! You fainted!”
“I did not. Don’t be ludicrous.”
“You did! You shot all over yourself and passed out! Admit it, Snape: I fucked your lights out.”
“You did no such thing!”
“Yeah? Then why is your arse is still hanging onto my prick like a firstie clutching his mummy at the station?”
“Get off me!”
“Let go of my cock and I’ll think about it.”
“You—you---Off!”
“Oww! Damn, Snivellus, watch the lads! I need those!”
“Why? Someone planning to breed you to a likely bitch?”
“You know, Snivellus, I wouldn’t be so handy with the dog jokes if I were you.”
“Oh? Why ever not?”
“Think about it, Snivvy: you may have put an obedience collar on me, but I’m the one who made you beg.”
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