Drabble Night, June 25, 2004
Jun. 25th, 2004 10:49 pm"Compulsion" was the theme in the chatroom.
Harry/Draco -- When I became as you loved me. (challenge by
cluegirl) A/N: There's a nod to Fawlty Towers in this one.
"You don't like marmalade?"
"If I wanted jam to taste like medicine, I'd eat in the infirmary, Potter. Don't tell me you like the stuff?"
"Well--yeah. Don't keep any other kind."
Draco picked up the toast and ate it dry. "Forget it. 'S more than I expected of you to provide breakfast on the morning after.--Christ, these eggs look like you laid them."
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"He should be all right, Mr. Potter. At his age, though, it would pay for him to take fewer risks."
Harry sighed. "You think I haven't been telling him that for years?'
"We'll try to convince him of the merits of a lung-strengthening potion twice daily. Meanwhile, if you could get him to eat more, while he's here?"
"Harry? Stop sucking up to the healer and get in here!"
Harry did both. Draco's sulk at his breakfast tray was monumental.
"Bastards haven't any marmalade."
Snape/Harry--I believe this is yours. (challenge by me)
"Potter. I have far too much to do to keep track of your wayward belongings."
"Yes, Professor, I know. It's my own stupid fault and you can berate me all you like and take points for it, but Hermione gave me that quill for Christmas and I'd really like to have it back. So if you've got it, please, Professor."
The drawer, opened. The quill, palmed--
--knowing it's Potter's, wanting to soil it, soil him, dragging open his robes behind the secrecy of the locked door and stroking himself to full erection with the feather's barbs, letting the tip play against his scrotum, the point god the point inserted between glans and foreskin, circled until he's coming great spurting jets of white over his hand and the quill, Potter, you son-of-a-bitch, Potter--
--"Here you are. Don't leave it again or you can consider it confiscated."
"Yes, Professor."
Lucius/Snape "Never again" (challenge by
venivincere)
Lucius howls.
It's only in this bed that he howls. Sigh, yes, growl, certainly, snarl, of course, when it's his own curtained bed in his own master bedroom with his own blonde confection of a wife under him.
But when Snape orders him facedown and secures his wrists to the bedposts and rides him hard and fucks his arse deep and won't even touch his cock with a hand, it's then that Lucius howls.
Snape is releasing his wrists. Lucius swallows against a dry throat. "I'm not doing this anymore."
Snape smiles. The silk restraints have the oils of Lucius's skin so well-ingrained in their fibers, after all these years, it's almost primordial. Lucius's vow is such an integral part of their games. "Of course."
Harry/Draco -- When I became as you loved me. (challenge by
"You don't like marmalade?"
"If I wanted jam to taste like medicine, I'd eat in the infirmary, Potter. Don't tell me you like the stuff?"
"Well--yeah. Don't keep any other kind."
Draco picked up the toast and ate it dry. "Forget it. 'S more than I expected of you to provide breakfast on the morning after.--Christ, these eggs look like you laid them."
*****
"He should be all right, Mr. Potter. At his age, though, it would pay for him to take fewer risks."
Harry sighed. "You think I haven't been telling him that for years?'
"We'll try to convince him of the merits of a lung-strengthening potion twice daily. Meanwhile, if you could get him to eat more, while he's here?"
"Harry? Stop sucking up to the healer and get in here!"
Harry did both. Draco's sulk at his breakfast tray was monumental.
"Bastards haven't any marmalade."
Snape/Harry--I believe this is yours. (challenge by me)
"Potter. I have far too much to do to keep track of your wayward belongings."
"Yes, Professor, I know. It's my own stupid fault and you can berate me all you like and take points for it, but Hermione gave me that quill for Christmas and I'd really like to have it back. So if you've got it, please, Professor."
The drawer, opened. The quill, palmed--
--knowing it's Potter's, wanting to soil it, soil him, dragging open his robes behind the secrecy of the locked door and stroking himself to full erection with the feather's barbs, letting the tip play against his scrotum, the point god the point inserted between glans and foreskin, circled until he's coming great spurting jets of white over his hand and the quill, Potter, you son-of-a-bitch, Potter--
--"Here you are. Don't leave it again or you can consider it confiscated."
"Yes, Professor."
Lucius/Snape "Never again" (challenge by
Lucius howls.
It's only in this bed that he howls. Sigh, yes, growl, certainly, snarl, of course, when it's his own curtained bed in his own master bedroom with his own blonde confection of a wife under him.
But when Snape orders him facedown and secures his wrists to the bedposts and rides him hard and fucks his arse deep and won't even touch his cock with a hand, it's then that Lucius howls.
Snape is releasing his wrists. Lucius swallows against a dry throat. "I'm not doing this anymore."
Snape smiles. The silk restraints have the oils of Lucius's skin so well-ingrained in their fibers, after all these years, it's almost primordial. Lucius's vow is such an integral part of their games. "Of course."
Oh My God, FIRST!
Date: 2004-06-25 08:30 pm (UTC)2. Wow. That's -- wow. (And, once again, it's the prologue to a much larger story.)
3. Ooooh. There's a collection of images to sleep on.
Wonderful stuff, sweetie!
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Sobriquet :)
Re: Oh My God, FIRST!
Date: 2004-06-26 08:07 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-25 08:40 pm (UTC)Way to knock it out of the park, sweetie.
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Date: 2004-06-26 08:10 am (UTC)*blushes* Oh! You make me feel so good. There is something about putting the "old married couple" together in these things that makes me all gooey. If that counts as plot and belly-crawling, yippee!
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Date: 2004-06-25 09:01 pm (UTC)2. *smirk*
3. *even pornier smirk*
Ah, the smirk. The height of compellingly sexual expressions. (Am I thinking of a sudden change of heart - or something - I had toward Dan Radcliffe early in PoA? You betcha!)
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Date: 2004-06-26 08:17 am (UTC)Thank you so much, dearest!
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Date: 2004-07-01 10:09 pm (UTC)Oh my God!
(Not that I'm, um, late in replying or anything. I was out of town. Like, a week ago. And I'm still this behind. Sorry.)
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Date: 2004-07-02 03:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-25 09:13 pm (UTC)2. Pardon me while I go fetch my jaw
and quill.3. I love that: "I'm not doing this anymore." So very "same time, same place?"
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Date: 2004-06-26 08:19 am (UTC)And now I've got this image of Lucius leaving Severus's rooms with a "Thursday, then?" "Thursday."
Thank you muchly!
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Date: 2004-06-25 11:35 pm (UTC)1) *looks for stones to build a shrine* That was gorgeous, and so adorable. And it has an actualy plot, and time span and...[insert general happy incoherence here]
2) Mmmmm....hot, yum...mmm...
3) Gah...wstfgl...Lucius howls. Thankyou. I now have fantasty material for the next few weeks ;D
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Date: 2004-06-26 08:23 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-26 10:01 am (UTC)I never imagined Lucius to anything but dominant, so that puts a nice twist on things. : )
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Date: 2004-06-26 10:18 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2004-06-26 10:05 am (UTC)Nope. Can't pick a favorite this time.
Call me a wembly and feed me marshmallows.
Oi. That was an actual Fraggle Rock reference, wasn't it? I need pr0n!
*Reads drabbles again.*
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Date: 2004-06-26 12:05 pm (UTC)I love that you used the word "crusty." Makes me need to seek out French bread and brie, now. 'Course, I don't need much excuse to run for food.
Thank you OODLES.
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Date: 2004-06-27 02:17 pm (UTC)The others were good, too. :) But number one is my king. :x
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Date: 2004-06-27 03:08 pm (UTC)And your comics continue to make me giggle daily.
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Date: 2004-07-15 01:29 pm (UTC)And Snape, oh my you dirty, dirty man. mmm, how I love it. I had to read...that paragrpah (you know which one!) a couple times, fervently, like. Because it just, all was so....wow. Phew. *fans self* I love that you can use proper detail words and still make it sound hot. It probably has to do with the fact that it's Snape. He's totally a stickler for proper terms, ahahhahaha!!!!
Mmm, I like how you say that Snape and Lucius are on level terms because yes, that's totally how it should be. Lucius bottoming is surprising, but under Snape? It's not that surprising at all, y'know? I love how you describe those silk restraints, they sound so used and sensual and, like. Visceral? Is that the right word? It just sounds GOOD. *giggles*
<333333!!!
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Date: 2004-07-16 07:07 am (UTC)You know, in my brain, that wasn't a fantasy of Snape's. That's exactly what he did with that quill during that hour where he doesn't have a class and is supposed to be correcting potions essays instead, the dirty, dirty man. Mmm!
When I write Snape/Lucius--I suppose I should say when I'm challenged to write Snape/Lucius--I just can't bear the conventional "Snape's hopelessly in love with Lucius but Lucius is just using him for what he can get from him" take on that that I see so much, which is why I like to see Snape holding his own. Which means I don't write Bottom!Snape with Lucius, much. And when Lucius bottoms with Snape it's extremely consensual, see. 'Cause it's Lucius. Did that make any sense? Bah.
*loves right back, twice as hard*