Prelude to Revenge // NC-17 ; Severus/Remus ; rape
Title: Prelude to Revenge
Author: hikaru / _regarde
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Disclaimer: They're all J. K. Rowling's, and I've got the feeling that she'd have my head for this.
Rating: NC-17
Pairing: Severus Snape/Remus Lupin
Warnings: Rape
Summary: What really happened between Lupin and Snape.
Notes: Written for the ladies in #knockturn during drabble night. 312 words.
"I don't hate you, you know." The words were muffled under the sound of clothing being removed, of shoes scraping against age-old stones, of soft grunts as bodies were positioned.
"Shut up," said the black-haired boy, roughly shoving the tan-haired boy to the wall. "Shut up, shut up."
The other boy opened his mouth but closed it quickly when a heavy hand was brought to the side of his head, pushing the other cheek harshly into the cold wall.
"This is all your fault. Looking, taunting, shooting glances, whispering to your friends, staring..." The taller one's voice trailed off as he lowered his hand from the other boy's head to push against his shoulders instead. The second hand clutched desperately at the other boy's waist. "You deserve this."
"I don't deserve it, Severus, and you know it." His voice was quiet, calm, even in these most extreme of circumstances. "I only wanted to prove to you that not all Gryffindors are like James."
The dark-haired one - Severus - didn't respond at first. Instead, he released the tan-haired one's waist, favouring his own rising cock with his touch. "You proved it mighty well," he said huskily, kicking the other boy's legs open. "You proved that you're a tease, Lupin, a nasty little tease, and now you'll get what you deserve."
"Please, Severus." Lupin knew what was coming long before he felt the other boy's cock nudging at his opening. Lupin whimpered as Severus forced his entry, as Severus thrust in and out, as Severus came harshly and violently.
He said nothing as he was pushed carelessly to the floor, discarded like the piece of trash the Slytherin boy seemed to think he was.
He said nothing when he returned to his dormitory, but his friends knew, they could tell that all was not well, and come the next full moon, revenge would be taken.