Part Two: What Should Have Been
This is Part 2 in a 10 part series titled The Explorations of The Boys of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. For series notes, please see this post.
Title: Part Two: What Should Have Been
Rating: NC-17
Ship: Severus/James
Word Count: 500
Warning(s): PWP and angst throughout, rimming
Part One
It should have been hate that drew Severus to James night after night. It should’ve been that Snape wanted nothing more than to rip out Potter’s insides and serve them to that Black, Pettigrew, and the werewolf. But it wasn’t hate, Severus knew. It was deep love that would have to be pulled far out of him if he ever wanted it to go away. For James, he knew, it was a game, solely of power, but Severus didn’t care. Whatever reason that horrid Potter kept him around was a good enough reason for Severus.
The pair had a routine; something they knew was coming but could turn any way at any time. They would meet at the One-Eyed-Witch statue; Severus was headed there now, and James was waiting. Once both boys got there, they would disappear into a secret tunnel; nobody would be able to find them. After they felt that everything was secure and that absolutely no one would find them, the games would begin.
James would make the first move, his lips curling into a smirk as he did so. He’d shove Snape’s back into a wall and kiss him hard. Their tongues would fight for power as their lips and teeth clashed.
Severus would do his part second; take both his and Potter’s pants off while the pair was still hooked at the mouth. Once their briefs were off, it was anybody’s game.
Severus would have decided that tonight, it would be his turn, as Potter would do the same. It was a fight for dominance that neither would ever win. Until, of course, Severus sank to his knees in front of a trouser-less James, taking the boys appendage into his hot, wet mouth. James would moan, giving Severus the upper hand as he did so.
Potter would want more, Severus knew it, but he would push Snape’s head away in order to save himself from being undone. James would pull Severus up from the ground, and kneel himself, facing Snape’s rear. His mouth would find its way to Severus’ puckered arse hole and James would lick a line from the back of Snape’s balls to his tailbone. Through this part of the game, Snape could barely help himself; he needed to moan desperately, needed to let out that part of himself. But Severus Snape did not moan, no matter how incredibly James was shoving that tongue into Severus’ tight hole. In fact, Snape knew he needed to stop this as well, just as James had stopped Snape from sucking his cock for too long.
Severus quickly turned around and looked to the ground. He saw James sitting there, looking up at him like a perfect, innocent angel with a very very large erection. Snape sunk onto his knees and whispered a spell. He didn’t waste his time with niceties; he quickly entered James and knew that he’d won the game.
And though Severus’ goal wasn’t really to win the game, it was better than nothing.
Onto Part Three!
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