Fic: Manipulation, Severus/Draco/Remus, NC-17
Only three left to go. I swear the next time I do this they are going to be actual drabbles. No, really, they are. Why are you all looking at me like that? *huffs*
This one is for slippyslope who wanted Remus/Draco/Severus. The prompt was music.
Title: Manipulation
Pairing: Severus/Draco/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1,203
A/N: Thanks to Charmy for the read through.
Summary: Snape just really wants to grade papers.
The music was what lured him away from his desk and the stack of essays that he was trying to finish grading. The haunting melody permeated him to his core and loathe though he was to admit it, he rather enjoyed listening to it. However, the rules were, no noise while he was working. These were still his dungeons. He couldn't very well allow this type of behavior to go unchecked.
His long midnight robes swirled around his slim frame as he strode toward the bedroom, from which the disturbance was emanating. The door wasn't even shut properly. Severus bristled with irritation as he pushed the door inward and stepped inside.
He was hard instantly.
Draco was reclined on the bed, his head propped up on the pillows. His slender fingers were hooked behind his knees and he held his legs open and out. Between his widespread thighs, Remus was latched onto his swollen cock, sucking him in deeply, slowly. His head bobbed up and down leisurely, his full lips stretched tight as he moved up and down Draco's glistening length. Remus was carefully fingering Draco's tight arse, coaxing him open, widening him, making him want more. Severus could see the soft skin shift and stretch with every thrust of Remus' hand. He knew what those silken insides felt like wrapped tightly around his fingers, around his cock. Severus moaned.
Two pairs of eyes were on him at once.
"What took you so long?" Draco drawled, still in command of his voice it seemed. That would have to be remedied.
Remus' gaze was warm and amused, but he continued to suckle Draco while keeping his eyes on Severus. His tousled brown hair tumbled forward across his forehead and his hips were moving gently, thrusting softly against the mattress. Severus could see the muscles in his arse working, sliding fluidly underneath his skin, as he shifted back and forth.
Severus knew he was lost. But he'd be damned if he let them know quite yet.
"You know that I dislike being disturbed when I'm trying to work," Severus said evenly, pleased that his voice didn't betray him. He kept his face a blank mask, thanking any deity that would listen for his work as a spy. He carefully didn't think about the fact that he had already moaned out loud in his shock at finding such a decadent display in his bedroom so early in the evening.
The wretched brat grinned cheekily. "Sorry about that, Severus." He wasn't sorry at all. "Would you like us to cut the music off so that you can go back to your papers?"
Severus sneered.
Draco lifted a hand and twisted his fingers into Remus' hair, cupping the back of his head. His wet, pink tongue slipped out to moisten his parted lips and he tipped his head back and let his eyes flutter closed. He guided Remus up and down slowly, arching his back, spreading his legs more. He groaned softly and the sound went directly to Severus' hard cock, which was already aching inside the tight confines of his trousers.
Severus shifted uncomfortably and looked up to see that Remus was still watching him avidly, his gorgeous eyes twinkling with mirth. The bastard. Remus pushed his fingers in farther and twisted his hand, causing Draco to buck up into his open, greedy mouth. They were putting on a hell of a show for him and it was working, much to Severus' disquiet.
He moved toward the bed, never taking his eyes off of the two beautiful, writhing bodies. He sat down and placed his ink stained hand on Draco's breast, spreading his fingers wide so that he could touch as much of the warm, silken flesh as possible. Draco's eyes snapped open and locked with his. The boy had the nerve to arch one perfect silver eyebrow and smirk.
The. Little. Shit.
Severus growled low in his throat and slipped off the bed onto his knees. The whelp wouldn't be smirking for long.
He gripped one creamy-white thigh and pulled it toward him, exposing Draco further. Remus slowed his movements and shifted, allowing him room. Without preamble, Severus lowered his head and began licking Remus' fingers where they were stretching Draco open, slowly working his tongue up around the digits until he was laving long, wet licks on the tightly stretched skin of Draco's arse hole.
Draco gasped and jerked; Severus saw his fingers tighten in Remus' hair and he licked him harder, using his tongue to press inward alongside Remus' busy fingers. Remus doubled his efforts, sucking him noisily and quickly, taking him in all the way down to the base each time. Severus felt his fingers slip out beneath his mouth and he licked them as they did. Once they were removed he pressed his face tightly into Draco's crack and began eating him with abandon.
He felt the tight ring of muscle constrict around his tongue and he tongue-fucked him harder as Draco humped uncontrollably, fucking Remus' face, as he came hard. Remus swallowed repeatedly, drinking him down and Severus was instantly at his side, pulling him off, even as small drops of spunk still trickled from the the tip of Draco's cock.
Severus crushed his lips against Remus', shoving his tongue into his willing mouth. He could taste Draco, warm and bitter on his tongue, and he groaned, rolling Remus over onto his back and covering his body with his own. Remus' fingers fumbled with the clasp on his trousers and Severus wished he would hurry. If he took too long he'd be coming in his pants like a teenager. What a revolting thought. Mouths open and needy, tongues twisting and pushing, Severus groaned again as Remus freed his cock. They thrust against one another violently. Remus wrapped his legs around Severus' waist and gripped his hair as their naked pricks slid roughly against one another.
Remus' body was hard and hot sliding under him and he rutted against him faster and faster. He was so close. Remus cried out into his mouth and convulsed and Severus felt warm wetness bath his throbbing erection. He felt the bed shift and a cool hand situated itself down the back of his trousers, deft fingers slipping into his crevice. Draco found his hole with ease and pushed one long finger in to the second knuckle and Severus came and came and came. White sparks filled his vision as he emptied himself across Remus' belly. Severus rested his weight atop of Remus, gasping into his mouth. They were going to be the death of him.
Draco lay down beside them and kissed their faces until they both turned their heads, allowing his tongue to mingle with theirs out in the open air.
"Brat," Severus muttered, but it came out sounding like an endearment. Draco grinned and pulled him off of Remus to lay on the bed between them. Severus sighed.
His trousers and shirt were soiled, he was exhausted, he hadn't finished grading his papers, and that blasted music was still playing in the background. He closed his eyes, winding an arm around each of his lovers. The papers would still be there tomorrow.
This one is for slippyslope who wanted Remus/Draco/Severus. The prompt was music.
Title: Manipulation
Pairing: Severus/Draco/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Word count: 1,203
A/N: Thanks to Charmy for the read through.
Summary: Snape just really wants to grade papers.
The music was what lured him away from his desk and the stack of essays that he was trying to finish grading. The haunting melody permeated him to his core and loathe though he was to admit it, he rather enjoyed listening to it. However, the rules were, no noise while he was working. These were still his dungeons. He couldn't very well allow this type of behavior to go unchecked.
His long midnight robes swirled around his slim frame as he strode toward the bedroom, from which the disturbance was emanating. The door wasn't even shut properly. Severus bristled with irritation as he pushed the door inward and stepped inside.
He was hard instantly.
Draco was reclined on the bed, his head propped up on the pillows. His slender fingers were hooked behind his knees and he held his legs open and out. Between his widespread thighs, Remus was latched onto his swollen cock, sucking him in deeply, slowly. His head bobbed up and down leisurely, his full lips stretched tight as he moved up and down Draco's glistening length. Remus was carefully fingering Draco's tight arse, coaxing him open, widening him, making him want more. Severus could see the soft skin shift and stretch with every thrust of Remus' hand. He knew what those silken insides felt like wrapped tightly around his fingers, around his cock. Severus moaned.
Two pairs of eyes were on him at once.
"What took you so long?" Draco drawled, still in command of his voice it seemed. That would have to be remedied.
Remus' gaze was warm and amused, but he continued to suckle Draco while keeping his eyes on Severus. His tousled brown hair tumbled forward across his forehead and his hips were moving gently, thrusting softly against the mattress. Severus could see the muscles in his arse working, sliding fluidly underneath his skin, as he shifted back and forth.
Severus knew he was lost. But he'd be damned if he let them know quite yet.
"You know that I dislike being disturbed when I'm trying to work," Severus said evenly, pleased that his voice didn't betray him. He kept his face a blank mask, thanking any deity that would listen for his work as a spy. He carefully didn't think about the fact that he had already moaned out loud in his shock at finding such a decadent display in his bedroom so early in the evening.
The wretched brat grinned cheekily. "Sorry about that, Severus." He wasn't sorry at all. "Would you like us to cut the music off so that you can go back to your papers?"
Severus sneered.
Draco lifted a hand and twisted his fingers into Remus' hair, cupping the back of his head. His wet, pink tongue slipped out to moisten his parted lips and he tipped his head back and let his eyes flutter closed. He guided Remus up and down slowly, arching his back, spreading his legs more. He groaned softly and the sound went directly to Severus' hard cock, which was already aching inside the tight confines of his trousers.
Severus shifted uncomfortably and looked up to see that Remus was still watching him avidly, his gorgeous eyes twinkling with mirth. The bastard. Remus pushed his fingers in farther and twisted his hand, causing Draco to buck up into his open, greedy mouth. They were putting on a hell of a show for him and it was working, much to Severus' disquiet.
He moved toward the bed, never taking his eyes off of the two beautiful, writhing bodies. He sat down and placed his ink stained hand on Draco's breast, spreading his fingers wide so that he could touch as much of the warm, silken flesh as possible. Draco's eyes snapped open and locked with his. The boy had the nerve to arch one perfect silver eyebrow and smirk.
The. Little. Shit.
Severus growled low in his throat and slipped off the bed onto his knees. The whelp wouldn't be smirking for long.
He gripped one creamy-white thigh and pulled it toward him, exposing Draco further. Remus slowed his movements and shifted, allowing him room. Without preamble, Severus lowered his head and began licking Remus' fingers where they were stretching Draco open, slowly working his tongue up around the digits until he was laving long, wet licks on the tightly stretched skin of Draco's arse hole.
Draco gasped and jerked; Severus saw his fingers tighten in Remus' hair and he licked him harder, using his tongue to press inward alongside Remus' busy fingers. Remus doubled his efforts, sucking him noisily and quickly, taking him in all the way down to the base each time. Severus felt his fingers slip out beneath his mouth and he licked them as they did. Once they were removed he pressed his face tightly into Draco's crack and began eating him with abandon.
He felt the tight ring of muscle constrict around his tongue and he tongue-fucked him harder as Draco humped uncontrollably, fucking Remus' face, as he came hard. Remus swallowed repeatedly, drinking him down and Severus was instantly at his side, pulling him off, even as small drops of spunk still trickled from the the tip of Draco's cock.
Severus crushed his lips against Remus', shoving his tongue into his willing mouth. He could taste Draco, warm and bitter on his tongue, and he groaned, rolling Remus over onto his back and covering his body with his own. Remus' fingers fumbled with the clasp on his trousers and Severus wished he would hurry. If he took too long he'd be coming in his pants like a teenager. What a revolting thought. Mouths open and needy, tongues twisting and pushing, Severus groaned again as Remus freed his cock. They thrust against one another violently. Remus wrapped his legs around Severus' waist and gripped his hair as their naked pricks slid roughly against one another.
Remus' body was hard and hot sliding under him and he rutted against him faster and faster. He was so close. Remus cried out into his mouth and convulsed and Severus felt warm wetness bath his throbbing erection. He felt the bed shift and a cool hand situated itself down the back of his trousers, deft fingers slipping into his crevice. Draco found his hole with ease and pushed one long finger in to the second knuckle and Severus came and came and came. White sparks filled his vision as he emptied himself across Remus' belly. Severus rested his weight atop of Remus, gasping into his mouth. They were going to be the death of him.
Draco lay down beside them and kissed their faces until they both turned their heads, allowing his tongue to mingle with theirs out in the open air.
"Brat," Severus muttered, but it came out sounding like an endearment. Draco grinned and pulled him off of Remus to lay on the bed between them. Severus sighed.
His trousers and shirt were soiled, he was exhausted, he hadn't finished grading his papers, and that blasted music was still playing in the background. He closed his eyes, winding an arm around each of his lovers. The papers would still be there tomorrow.