Come
Come
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Title:
Come
Author:
Jean
font-family:Verdana\'>Pairing: Severus/Si
font-family:Verdana\'>Rating: NC-17
font-family:Verdana\'>A/N: Just don’t kill me over this. Constructive criticism
is welcome, even though I keep saying that this is a one off. This was
originally written for the pornish_pixies’ “Come Shots” challenge, but I didn’t
get to post it there. Thanks to Ravana Snape and Deanna Jean for the beta.
Come
by Jean
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font-family:Verdana\'>It seems like years since he’s been able to focus. But
that voice, that annoyingly deep, sultry voice that kept him awake at night
decades ago, is now keeping him from coming.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“Not yet, not if you know what’s good for you.”
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font-family:Verdana\'>The hands keep flowing over his unbearably sensitive skin.
The cock pounding his ass steadily keeps hitting that spot he associates
simultaneously with dying painfully and going to heaven. He knows it’s going to
be soon, but he can’t help holding on, when that voice has comed hed him to.
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font-family:Verdana\'>He somehow manages to open his eyes. It’s worse, because
his mind’s vision of the man in front of him is much less captivating than the
real thing. Those usually unreadable eyes are full of lust and it’s that more
arousing when it sets in mso-bidi-font-family:Arial\'>that he is the cause of it
lean body, which is more often than not hidden away in dark layers of robes, is
pumping in and out of him with such control. It’s a Herculean effort that keeps
him from exploding that very moment. All he is capable of doing now is closing
his eyes again.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“Just a little while longer.”
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font-family:Verdana\'>An eternity later he hears words he should pay attention
to, but his whole being is focused on not coming from this torturous
pleasure, as the voice has instructed him. It becomes impossible to concentrate
next though; he’s forced to open his eyes again as magical energy swirls
around, through and within them. It’s as close to completion he thinks he’ll
ever be.
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font-family:Verdana\'>“Come. Now”
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font-family:Verdana\'>No. This is completion.
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Fin.