The World of Snape

Quite an adult chapter... But nonetheless, here it is. Dedicated to thexblackxrose for having exams. I hope it went well for you today!
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During the night after the meeting, Severus and Voldemort were awoken to someone climbing into bed between them. At first, Severus thought with a jolt that it was Bellatrix, a moment later realising it was Ginny. Thankfully, their bottom halves at least were clothed.


“Weasley?” Severus mumbled.


“Go to sleep,” Ginny responded quietly, as she settled between them. Voldemort turned over to face her.


“What's the matter?” he said quickly.


“I was cold,” she replied. Voldemort put an arm around her, and Severus did the same from the other side, knowing that wasn't the real reason she was there with them.


“We always forget how much she has lost,” Severus made the connection briefly.


“I know.” A moment later, Voldemort spoke. “Good night.”


“Night,” Ginny murmured sleepily, and she sounded content. Severus squeezed her to him lightly, feeling pretty contented himself. It was nice to feel needed by someone other than his husband.


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Voldemort was asleep on the sofa when Severus entered. He grinned, and sat down beside his lover, knowing what the Dark Lord would love to be woken up to. Carefully, he pulled Voldemort's robes aside, parting his trousers open and pulled out his flaccid cock. Slowly, he shook his husband to awaken him, and then began sucking. Voldemort opened his eyes in surprise, and groaned in pleasure. “Severus Snape...”


Severus raised his eye line, and stopped sucking.


“What are you doing? Don't stop now.” Voldemort pushed Severus's head back down, and Severus continued, smiling and trying hard not to laugh. He reached around, one hand resting on Voldemort's thigh, the other cupping his balls. Severus pulled away, finishing the job off with his hand, kissing his husband and smirking into the kiss as Voldemort came with a-

-Voldemort screamed, his face contorted in pain like he was being tortured by the Cruciatus Curse. Severus moved back, looking at him in concern, and when Voldemort opened his eyes, blood dripped out of the corners like ruby tears. Severus's heart rate increased as the blood poured out of his eyes now, Voldemort was blinded by blood-


-”Severus!”


Severus sat bolt upright, sweating and shaking. The sunlight was streaming through the gaps in the curtains, and Ginny Weasley had her arms around him, hugging him tightly.


“Oh sweet merlin,” Severus murmured. “It was only a dream.” Panting slightly now, he looked to Voldemort, who's normally golden face was white.


“The dreams are back?” he asked sharply, and though his tone was cold, for the first time Severus could see fear in his eyes.


Severus avoided his gaze. “Not too bad... I just jumped when you woke me up,” he lied. He laid back down, pulling Voldemort across to him, holding him tight.


Voldemort kissed the side of his neck affectionately. “Let me know as soon as they come back again, though, Sev. Have you been taking that potion still?”


Severus nodded. “Yes. It wasn't one of those dreams, don't worry.” He smiled, and used all of his Occlumency skills to keep the Dark Lord out of his mind. Thankfully, Voldemort believed him instantly.


Ginny checked the time. “Oh bugger,” Ginny groaned as she stood up. “I have to go to lessons.” She rolled her eyes, and slid off the bed. “And now I have to walk through your crowded manor in my nightdress.”


Severus laughed. “Go on, don't be late for Carrow again otherwise you'll be sent to the Headmaster.”


“It's the Headmaster's fault I'm late anyway,” Ginny replied heading for the door, turning and poking her tongue out at Voldemort.


“Detention, Weasley,” Voldemort called from the bed. “My office, eight o clock, for some serious drinking.”


Ginny laughed. “Not after the last time,” she replied, smiling. “Anyway, I'm going to the Malfoy's again. Narcissa has a new dress I have to see.” She grinned at Voldemort's disgusted expression. “Dinner, tomorrow?”


“After the meeting,” Voldemort replied. “It's during the day.”


“Guess I'll be doing all my homework tomorrow morning then?” Ginny sighed. “Oh, for a weekend off.” She shook her head. “See you tomorrow.”


She closed the door softly behind her, and Severus flopped down onto the bed.


“I was worried that was one of those dreams for a moment then,” Voldemort said softly, tilting his head to look at his lover.


“I'm brilliant,” Severus replied, laying back down so he could avoid Voldemort's penetrating gaze. “I think I might go back to sleep for a while. That little disturbance did me no good last night.” He pulled the covers back over them both. Voldemort turned over, and put his arm over Severus's waist, pulling them closer together. “I think I shall join you there,” Voldemort responded softly. Severus felt warm lips against his neck, and sighed contently. “You're so beautiful,” Voldemort murmured, as Severus felt hands lightly caressing his hair. Severus smiled, and shifted slightly so that he was closer to his lover. It was a rare moment, usually they crawled into bed in the early hours of the morning and woke up at different times. They were both unable to stay in bed awake for longer than a few minutes if the other was asleep, and it was an unspoken rule that if the other was asleep, they were not to be woken unless it got past lunch time, or the need was dire. Severus tilted his head back and lightly kissed Voldemort's neck, falling slowly back to sleep.


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"Any other business?" Voldemort asked at the end of the meeting. Severus hoped there wasn't. All he wanted was his bed. The meeting had been to further the discussion of the snake spies being sent out, only the Inner Circle invited, and Bellatrix hadn't been able to keep her mouth shut or her opinions to herself throughout. Severus was thoroughly expecting her to try to continue the meeting with the Dark Lord's last comment.

Bellatrix stepped forwards, and Severus suppressed the urge to kill her, once again. "My Lord, this may not be of any importance to you, but I would like to tell you anyway."


Severus sighed softly, but Voldemort ignored him and nodded to her with a small smile. "Go ahead," he said sitting back down again. Slowly, Severus followed suit, sitting down in the huge wooden chair next to his lover, knowing that would be the best place once Bellatrix had started her other business.


"As you know, my Lord, there have been several groups of people aiming to destroy your power. So far, during your reign, we have had no support groups," Bellatrix said, confidence oozing. Severus couldn't help but notice how her gaze was lingering on the Dark Lord for longer then it should, and avoiding his. Natural suspicions hit him, but he knew Voldemort wouldn't do that to him again.


"You are stating the obvious," Severus said smoothly, his eyes narrowed as he looked at her.


"One moment, if you don't mind," Bellatrix replied, her eyes cold and hard as she finally looked at him. Voldemort sighed softly, and Severus knew there was going to be an argument after the meeting now. “It appears, my Lord, that there are a group of people that wish to meet with you to receive your mark. From what I have been told, there are teenagers in the group from the age of fourteen and up who are desperate to be marked.”


Voldemort nodded slowly. “That would, of course, mean they are students at my School.”


“It would not be appropriate for a child of that age to take the Dark Mark,” said Severus quietly. “We have never done so before.”


“I thought we left appropriate behind when my Master killed Potter,” Bellatrix snapped.


“Myself and my husband will not be changing policy just because we have won the war,” Severus said, gazing angrily at Bellatrix.


Bellatrix laughed insanely as Rodolphus put his hand warningly on her shoulder, muttering something in her ear. “No, Rodolphus,” she hissed at him, before turning back to face Severus. “Just because you are stuck in the past with no hope of moving forward-”


She hadn't noticed Voldemort's wand raising. His spell cut off her sentence. “Crucio.”


Severus felt a sense of triumph as Bellatrix fell to the ground screaming. Rodolphus was shaking his head in annoyance with his wife. Voldemort stood up, and marched towards her, only removing the spell once he was right next to her panting form. He kicked her over so she was looking up at him. She'd split her lip and her nose was bleeding from her fall onto the floor. “Clean yourself up,” he hissed down at her. “And next time you make a display like that in a meeting, I shall not be so lenient.” He kicked her roughly in the ribs a few times, before he turned on his heel and walked towards the door. “I expect you all to be at dinner in half an hour,” he called coolly over his shoulder. He stopped, and turned to look at Severus, glaring coldly. “What are you waiting for?” he hissed. Hastily, Severus followed, knowing he was going to also get into a lot of trouble once they reached their rooms. Behind him, he heard Bellatrix coughing, and low murmurs of everyone else in the room. “You are so lucky I did not do the same to you,” Voldemort said quietly to his husband, but Severus could tell he was just trying to keep control over himself until they reached the bedroom.


Uneasily, he followed Voldemort, wondering what the Dark Lord was going to do to him. As Voldemort slammed their bedroom door shut behind him, Severus noticed that his eyes had returned to their blood red state, which meant that he was furious. It was also incredibly hot. Severus swallowed lightly.


“On your knees,” Voldemort hissed at him. Blinking, Severus did what he was told. Voldemort had never done anything like this to him before, he'd certainly never spoken to his husband in that way. There was a rustling of robes, and the sound of a zip, and the Dark Lord turned to face him. “Open your mouth.” Still unsure of himself, Severus did as he was told, eyes widening as he noticed that the man's erect cock was hanging out of his pants. Suddenly, it was thrust straight into Severus's mouth, ignoring how the man gagged and spluttered. In and out Voldemort went, not caring that Severus was struggling to breath, or that his throat was hurting. The Dark Lord grabbed Severus's hair, thrusting deeper and harder until he moaned loudly and held Severus's head still, releasing straight down the man's throat. He didn't move for a moment, he just took deep breaths, until Severus began squirming underneath him, when he reluctantly let go.


Severus dropped his gaze, feeling completely humiliated, his cheeks burning. “You've never done that before,” he muttered, his voice hoarse.


“You've never pissed me off this much before,” Voldemort replied, tucking himself back in. “Now tell me, Snape, who is your Master?”


“You,” Severus mumbled quietly.


“Do you obey your Master, do you respect him?” Voldemort continued, in the same icy cold voice.


“Yes,” Severus replied, wondering if this was how his students felt when he'd been giving them similar treatment. Without the blow job, of course.


“It doesn't sound like it,” Voldemort said, and Severus looked up suddenly, seeing his lover staring down at him. The eyes were still blood red.


“I apologise, Master,” Severus responded softly, knowing he'd done something very wrong now.


“Do you want me to humiliate you further? Shall I put a collar around your neck and lead you around by a leash?” At Severus's widening eyes, Voldemort laughed coldly. “No, of course you don't want that. But let me tell you something, Severus,” he continued, bending his knees and looking straight into Severus's eyes. “You humiliated me, in front of our Death Eaters.” Severus frowned, not understanding, but didn't dare speak. “Our Death Eaters. I have given you everything, joint status to my own, and still you feel that you have to show off to me in front of them, you have to make yourself feel important by ramming it down their throats that you're my husband. Well, I'm not having it any more. Next time you act like that during a meeting, I shall punish you, like I just have done, in front of them, and then they shall certainly be aware what husbandly rights I can exercise over you.” Voldemort stood back up. “Is that clear, Severus?”


“Crystal,” Severus responded stiffly.


“Excuse me?” Voldemort replied, one eyebrow raised challengingly.


“Crystal, Master,” Severus said, correcting himself hastily.


“Better,” Voldemort said, turning and sitting on the bed. “Come here.” As Severus made to stand up, Voldemort shook his head. “Crawl.” Slowly, Severus sank back to his knees, and crawled slowly towards his Master. Voldemort ran his fingers through his husbands silky hair and tilted his lovers head back so they were looking at each other in the eye. “How do you feel?” Voldemort asked him coolly.


“Stupid,” Severus mumbled, his cheeks flushing red again.


“That's how I want you to feel. Remember how it is, Severus, and think before you do something like that next time.”


Severus nodded slowly, wondering what was going to come next. Suddenly, a wave of fear swept over him, he raised his eye line to Voldemort's. “Master, please forgive me,” he whispered.


“Of course, love,” Voldemort replied, pulling Severus to standing and getting up himself. He kissed his lover hard on the lips. “You understand why I have to do this?”


“Yes, Master,” Severus responded quietly. “I'm your property now. Yours to do what you will with.” He dropped his gaze back to the floor, he really didn't want to look into Voldemort's eyes at that moment, he felt so stupid.


“Mine to care for.” A hand traced up the Severus's spine, and ended up in his hair, affectionately. “There won't be much more punishment now. I can see you've learnt.” Severus remained silent, he didn't actually know what to say next to Voldemort. “I don't want to hurt you,” Voldemort continued quietly. “I don't want to cause you true pain. Instead of cursing you when you've done something to upset me, I have an alternative. If you really don't wish for this to continue then - ”


” - It's fine,” Severus cut in hastily. “I... I mean, Master, I... I enjoy the way our relationship is, I need the control, we've always done things like this for fun... It's just strange, is all, when it's so serious, fuelled by real anger. But I don't want it to stop.” Finally, he raised his eyes to Voldemort's. “And this won't inflict me any serious damage. I know you need to punish us all at times, Master.” The Dark Lord pulled Severus face towards his own and kissed him hard on the lips for a few moments, before pulling away.


“I haven't finished with you yet.” Voldemort smirked down to his lover, and quickly stood up, striding towards a lone cupboard in the corner of the room. Severus swallowed. “Stand up and take off your clothes,” the Dark Lord ordered carelessly over his shoulder. Almost falling over in his haste, Severus did as he was told, haphazardly throwing his robes onto the chair, removing his boxers just as Voldemort came back over. “That's not very neat.” Severus moved to tidy them, but Voldemort stopped him. “Don't bother, you'll be putting them back on for dinner in a moment.” He carefully turned his back to Severus so that the man couldn't see what was in his hands. “Go and stand facing the wall with your legs spread.” Shivering now, Severus did as he was told. He heard Voldemort's steps behind him, and suddenly a cool hand wrapped around his semi-erect cock, coaxing to hardness. Severus groaned, and then suddenly felt the warm buzz of magic on his erection. Looking down, he saw the tell-tale shine of silver, and realised it was a cock ring, firmly in place.


“No, no, not all the way through dinner, please!” Severus begged, and Voldemort chuckled again, his breath his against Severus's neck.


“There's more to come, love, I promise,” Voldemort whispered into Severus's ear. A slicked hand found it's way to Severus's entrance, and Severus knew what was coming next. The tip of one finger entered him, then quickly moved away as if the Dark Lord was changing his mind. Severus breathed in relief. “I don't think you need preparation.”


Severus's eyes widened.


“Bend over some more.”


Half tempted to run away, Severus bent over further, his head now grazing the wall slightly. He felt soft leather against his skin, across the front of his cock, lifting it up so it was flat against his belly, tightening around his waist, with another strap going along underneath him, going lightly between his ass cheeks and attaching back to the first belt. A cold, metal tip was against his entrance, slicked and sticky, before the belt was tightened quickly, driving it inside of him and separating his balls. He cried out, the plug wasn't big, he just hadn't been expecting it. “How filled do you fill?”


Severus pondered for a moment. “Not very, Master.”


“We can't have that.” There was a tap of a wand on his arse cheek, and suddenly he could feel his insides stretching. He moaned as a spark of pleasure went off inside of him as it hit his prostate. A moment later, it stopped expanding. “Get dressed.”


As he walked away from Voldemort, the man smacked him hard on the arse. Severus whimpered. “Faster! We have only got a few minutes until dinner!” Severus grabbed his clothes, and pulled them over his head as quickly as he could. He was putting on his shoe when he felt the plug inside of him vibrate, the same happening on the cock-ring. He whimpered again. “Ready?”


Severus stood up, and looked at Voldemort, the characteristic smirk wider then usual. “Yes, Master,” Severus replied, trying to keep calm. The Dark Lord pulled his lover against him, his warmth seeping into Severus's skin.


“You look so beautiful, flushed and needy. Everyone is going to wonder what is wrong with you at dinner, and only I shall know, and I shall be in control of it.” Smirking, Voldemort kissed Severus on the end of his nose, and took his hand. “Remember how much I love you,” Voldemort continued, his tone affectionate.


“I love you too, Voldemort,” Severus breathed softly, squeezing his husbands hand. Voldemort smiled, and led Severus downstairs to dinner. Severus couldn't help but feel a strong sense of dread.


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