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Harry Potter › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
100
Views:
10,635
Reviews:
52
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
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Nightmare
Title: Nightmare
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: MA
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: M/M/F, FemDom
Summary: #43 – Nightmare. Now you can wake up.
Word Count: 1,316 words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words.
Prompt 43 – Nightmare
For a split second, he thought he as having a nightmare. He was lying in bed, silken sheets wrapped about his naked body, believing that he was having a very vivid wet dream. How else could two people he wanked over be standing at the foot of his bed?
Hermione Granger’s preternatural gold eyes matched the silk kimono hanging open over her smooth and young body. She stared at him in a way that a cat would stare at a mouse it was about to torture.
Standing beside her, in traditional black, was Severus Snape. Fathomless dark eyes peered down at him as if to scrutinize while a long fingered hand slid over Granger’s throat, around her neck to her shoulder to slip the kimono from her body.
They moved as one, gliding about the foot of the large bed to crawl up either side of him, Granger’s glorious body glowing golden while Severus’ thick black cloak and robes fluttered about his lean body.
This was a dream, what else could it be when Granger kissed him and Severus began disrobing? He could taste honey on her tongue, but he could not close his eyes on his old friend. When silvery pale skin compared to rich golden skin, he knew that it had to be a wet dream.
“He thinks he’s dreaming,” Granger purred, the sound of her voice very real as she began untangling the sheets from around his belly and hips.
“Legilimency, my dear?” Severus asked, pulling his long inky hair over one scarred shoulder, his hand reaching for his face, lifting his chin.
At some point, he had raised himself onto his elbows to look at the silver and gold phantasms sitting on either side of him on the bed.
“Too easy,” she sighed, her fingers running through his long and slightly mussed hair.
He immediately Occluded his mind. Severus chuckled darkly, leaning down to taste his mouth. Severus tasted like anise, a delightful contrast to Granger’s honey flavour. He finally shut his eyes. He had missed how Severus’ mouth felt and tasted.
Fingers wrapped about his cock, a bit of him that had swollen and stiffened at the sight of Granger’s body, a natural reaction to seeing Severus’ skin again. He moaned into Severus’ mouth as another mouth kissed his cock, taking the length down a silky throat and applying an agonizingly fantastic suction.
His mouth was released with a gasp, and he fell back down to the bed. Granger suckled on his cock, hand grasping his sac, rolling it along the soft palm of her hand.
“Did I tell you, my dear, that Lucius is quite the submissive?”
Granger’s eyes opened moving to Severus’ face as he rose on the bed to his knees, thick prick in his hand. When her eyes met his, Lucius Malfoy shuddered. With a pop, she released him, a thin trail of pre-cum pulling from the tip of his cock to her luscious lips.
“Oh?” was all she said, her hand tightening about the base of his sac, causing him to groan.
“Quite. He would like nothing more to try to dominate you, however. He has told me this on more than one occasion.”
Lucius wanted to shut Severus up. There had always been a rule—things uttered in the privacy of his rooms never left those rooms.
“Too bad,” she sighed, “tonight is not the night for that.”
Lucius frowned, glancing up to Severus whose eyes burnt into his face. The purple head of Severus’ cock pressed into his cheek, and Lucius knew what his friend wanted. Severus hissed as Lucius turned his head and allowed Severus to thrust inside. He could feel Granger watching, enthralled.
“Lucius…” Severus breathed, his fingers lacing through Lucius’ hair, “has a very talented mouth, whether in speaking, or sucking cock. I’m sure he’s quite good with female anatomy as well, my dear,” Severus purred to Granger.
Lucius wondered when Severus and Granger had paired up; then again, once he thought about it, it was a suitable match. He had to assume that Severus was just as domineering with Granger as he was with everyone else.
Gagging when he felt a slim digit slip inside his arse, Lucius’ eyes moved to Granger as she devoured his cock again.
“She uses wandless magic very well, old friend,” Severus grounded out as he fucked Lucius’ mouth harder.
Two digits slipped inside, and Lucius finally had to jerk his mouth away to groan. Severus chuckled darkly even as those fingers moved, curled, and massaged that spot deep inside him that always caused starbursts to form before his open eyes. Three digits and he felt his sac begin to pull upward into his body.
“Oh, not yet, Lucius…” Severus hummed, stroking himself slowly, watching the golden-eyed witch manipulate Lucius like putty in her hands. His legs fell open wider, his hips jerking, and soon her mouth was gone, her fingers sliding from his arse.
“It will be like this, old friend. I take your arse, like I always like to do, while you prove your self-proclaimed prowess to my lovely wife.”
Wife? Lucius grunted, unable to speak one word since the pair had appeared at the end of the bed.
“You have her, but you do not come, that part of her is mine, do you understand?” Severus snarled seductively, his hand moving from his cock to grasp Lucius’ chin.
Lucius nodded slowly, his eyes dulled, and within a few seconds, only flashes in his mind, he was on his hands and knees with lovely Hermione Granger, or was it Snape, under him. Severus was pressed into his back, licking his throat, after pulling his long silvery hair over one shoulder.
Sinking into Granger was torture. Tight, hot, wet, sweet and beautiful, Lucius could only watch her face as her mouth opened to moan softly, her head thrown back into dark blue silken pillows. He ground his teeth at the feel of the witch, nubile and young. He pushed her knees upward and back, forcing his cock in to the root.
However, as he leaned forward, so did Severus. The pinching pain of penetration kept Lucius very still. His eyes slammed shut as Severus grasped his shoulders, finger shifting to wrap about his throat.
“So lovely,” Severus whispered raggedly and Lucius opened his eyes to stare down at Granger, knees pressed into her perfect breasts, her eyes misty with some unidentifiable emotion.
“Move,” she whispered, not to him, but to Severus.
“As the lady wishes.”
Lucius felt outside of the intimate situation from their words to each other and when Severus thrust the first time, a whimper was pulled from him unwillingly. The next few moments were of pain turning into pleasure, his cock deflating somewhat.
A slash of fingernails over his nipples brought him back, the new pain catching his attention.
“I meant for you to move as well,” she whispered to him, tears trickling from the corners of her eyes.
Lucius lowered his upper body, and for the first time, took the initiative to kiss her, allowing Severus’ movement to guide his own. She cried into his mouth, a sweet cry that made his blood boil.
Oh, how he wanted to dominate this witch!
Moving together, in syncopated motion, Lucius was not sure if it truly was a dream or a nightmare. It did not matter, however, the taste, the feel, and the sound of the dream bringing him ever closer to an explosive climax.
Granger came first, her hand tugging on his hair, the other pinching his right nipple brutally. Severus followed; having felt and watched Lucius fuck his ‘wife.’
Lucius however, suddenly detached from the moving bodies, did not come.
“Good boy,” Severus whispered from somewhere over him.
“Now you can wake up,” Granger whispered.
Lucius came all over his belly and chest, and opening eyes, found himself miserably alone.
Author: ianthe_waiting
Rating: MA
Disclaimer: The Harry Potter books and their characters are the property of JK Rowling. This is a work of fan-fiction. No infringement is intended, and no money is being made from this story. I am just borrowing the puppets, but this is my stage.
Genre: Drabble
Warnings: M/M/F, FemDom
Summary: #43 – Nightmare. Now you can wake up.
Word Count: 1,316 words.
Author's Notes: Drabble: a slice of fic in less than 1500 words.
Prompt 43 – Nightmare
For a split second, he thought he as having a nightmare. He was lying in bed, silken sheets wrapped about his naked body, believing that he was having a very vivid wet dream. How else could two people he wanked over be standing at the foot of his bed?
Hermione Granger’s preternatural gold eyes matched the silk kimono hanging open over her smooth and young body. She stared at him in a way that a cat would stare at a mouse it was about to torture.
Standing beside her, in traditional black, was Severus Snape. Fathomless dark eyes peered down at him as if to scrutinize while a long fingered hand slid over Granger’s throat, around her neck to her shoulder to slip the kimono from her body.
They moved as one, gliding about the foot of the large bed to crawl up either side of him, Granger’s glorious body glowing golden while Severus’ thick black cloak and robes fluttered about his lean body.
This was a dream, what else could it be when Granger kissed him and Severus began disrobing? He could taste honey on her tongue, but he could not close his eyes on his old friend. When silvery pale skin compared to rich golden skin, he knew that it had to be a wet dream.
“He thinks he’s dreaming,” Granger purred, the sound of her voice very real as she began untangling the sheets from around his belly and hips.
“Legilimency, my dear?” Severus asked, pulling his long inky hair over one scarred shoulder, his hand reaching for his face, lifting his chin.
At some point, he had raised himself onto his elbows to look at the silver and gold phantasms sitting on either side of him on the bed.
“Too easy,” she sighed, her fingers running through his long and slightly mussed hair.
He immediately Occluded his mind. Severus chuckled darkly, leaning down to taste his mouth. Severus tasted like anise, a delightful contrast to Granger’s honey flavour. He finally shut his eyes. He had missed how Severus’ mouth felt and tasted.
Fingers wrapped about his cock, a bit of him that had swollen and stiffened at the sight of Granger’s body, a natural reaction to seeing Severus’ skin again. He moaned into Severus’ mouth as another mouth kissed his cock, taking the length down a silky throat and applying an agonizingly fantastic suction.
His mouth was released with a gasp, and he fell back down to the bed. Granger suckled on his cock, hand grasping his sac, rolling it along the soft palm of her hand.
“Did I tell you, my dear, that Lucius is quite the submissive?”
Granger’s eyes opened moving to Severus’ face as he rose on the bed to his knees, thick prick in his hand. When her eyes met his, Lucius Malfoy shuddered. With a pop, she released him, a thin trail of pre-cum pulling from the tip of his cock to her luscious lips.
“Oh?” was all she said, her hand tightening about the base of his sac, causing him to groan.
“Quite. He would like nothing more to try to dominate you, however. He has told me this on more than one occasion.”
Lucius wanted to shut Severus up. There had always been a rule—things uttered in the privacy of his rooms never left those rooms.
“Too bad,” she sighed, “tonight is not the night for that.”
Lucius frowned, glancing up to Severus whose eyes burnt into his face. The purple head of Severus’ cock pressed into his cheek, and Lucius knew what his friend wanted. Severus hissed as Lucius turned his head and allowed Severus to thrust inside. He could feel Granger watching, enthralled.
“Lucius…” Severus breathed, his fingers lacing through Lucius’ hair, “has a very talented mouth, whether in speaking, or sucking cock. I’m sure he’s quite good with female anatomy as well, my dear,” Severus purred to Granger.
Lucius wondered when Severus and Granger had paired up; then again, once he thought about it, it was a suitable match. He had to assume that Severus was just as domineering with Granger as he was with everyone else.
Gagging when he felt a slim digit slip inside his arse, Lucius’ eyes moved to Granger as she devoured his cock again.
“She uses wandless magic very well, old friend,” Severus grounded out as he fucked Lucius’ mouth harder.
Two digits slipped inside, and Lucius finally had to jerk his mouth away to groan. Severus chuckled darkly even as those fingers moved, curled, and massaged that spot deep inside him that always caused starbursts to form before his open eyes. Three digits and he felt his sac begin to pull upward into his body.
“Oh, not yet, Lucius…” Severus hummed, stroking himself slowly, watching the golden-eyed witch manipulate Lucius like putty in her hands. His legs fell open wider, his hips jerking, and soon her mouth was gone, her fingers sliding from his arse.
“It will be like this, old friend. I take your arse, like I always like to do, while you prove your self-proclaimed prowess to my lovely wife.”
Wife? Lucius grunted, unable to speak one word since the pair had appeared at the end of the bed.
“You have her, but you do not come, that part of her is mine, do you understand?” Severus snarled seductively, his hand moving from his cock to grasp Lucius’ chin.
Lucius nodded slowly, his eyes dulled, and within a few seconds, only flashes in his mind, he was on his hands and knees with lovely Hermione Granger, or was it Snape, under him. Severus was pressed into his back, licking his throat, after pulling his long silvery hair over one shoulder.
Sinking into Granger was torture. Tight, hot, wet, sweet and beautiful, Lucius could only watch her face as her mouth opened to moan softly, her head thrown back into dark blue silken pillows. He ground his teeth at the feel of the witch, nubile and young. He pushed her knees upward and back, forcing his cock in to the root.
However, as he leaned forward, so did Severus. The pinching pain of penetration kept Lucius very still. His eyes slammed shut as Severus grasped his shoulders, finger shifting to wrap about his throat.
“So lovely,” Severus whispered raggedly and Lucius opened his eyes to stare down at Granger, knees pressed into her perfect breasts, her eyes misty with some unidentifiable emotion.
“Move,” she whispered, not to him, but to Severus.
“As the lady wishes.”
Lucius felt outside of the intimate situation from their words to each other and when Severus thrust the first time, a whimper was pulled from him unwillingly. The next few moments were of pain turning into pleasure, his cock deflating somewhat.
A slash of fingernails over his nipples brought him back, the new pain catching his attention.
“I meant for you to move as well,” she whispered to him, tears trickling from the corners of her eyes.
Lucius lowered his upper body, and for the first time, took the initiative to kiss her, allowing Severus’ movement to guide his own. She cried into his mouth, a sweet cry that made his blood boil.
Oh, how he wanted to dominate this witch!
Moving together, in syncopated motion, Lucius was not sure if it truly was a dream or a nightmare. It did not matter, however, the taste, the feel, and the sound of the dream bringing him ever closer to an explosive climax.
Granger came first, her hand tugging on his hair, the other pinching his right nipple brutally. Severus followed; having felt and watched Lucius fuck his ‘wife.’
Lucius however, suddenly detached from the moving bodies, did not come.
“Good boy,” Severus whispered from somewhere over him.
“Now you can wake up,” Granger whispered.
Lucius came all over his belly and chest, and opening eyes, found himself miserably alone.