Snape's Revenge
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Snape's Revenge
A/N: Written for PtterPr0nPrmpts on Live Journal :) Many thanks to my betas!
JK Rowling owns the characters; I make no money.
“You think I don’t know what you’re after, dog?” Severus snarled viciously. He had Lupin backed up against the hallway of the Headquarters, his wand shoved under the animal’s jaw. The dark wizard saw the sweat beading on the werewolf’s forehead. He smelled his fear, and Severus was just drunk enough, just fucking angry enough to give this animal a lesson he would not forget.
“I….” Lupin stuttered, more from fear and the smell of whisky on the man’s breath than from the excitement he’d felt upon seeing Severus enter the house five minutes earlier. Severus’ sharp hipbone was pressed into his fleshy abdomen, and the wizard’s arm was crushing his chest as it pinned him to the wall.
“I know what you fucking want; I can smell it.” Severus’ disgust was evident in the glint of his eye and the curl of his lip.
Remus fought against the groan begging for escape from the back of his throat. While Remus’ sense of smell was exceptional, Severus’ was almost as keen; years of perfecting his skill as a Potions master made his nose almost as accurate as Remus’.
Remus knew what Severus’ nose detected: his increased pheromones. He wanted this dark wizard with an intensity that had not faded between their school years and now. How he had dreamed of Severus coming to him underneath the stars, pleading for his help, for his intercession from James and Sirius. But Severus was as proud then as he is now, and Severus would not come to him, willingly, on his own, for anything.
“I know what you want, what you’ve always wanted,” Severus continued, his long, pointed nose almost pressed into Remus’ cheek. Severus’ harsh whisper rushed down Remus’ spine and settled in his hardening cock. “You want my cock, don’t you? Want it shoved down your throat and up your arse. Oh, I know, I’ve always known, Lupin.” He eased off the man and took two steps back. While his left hand held his wand to Remus’ throat, his right hand traveled down to his belt buckle. And while the werewolf’s eyes darted between Severus’ face and the busy right hand, Severus’ eyes settled on Lupin. He took in his glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. His mouth was slightly parted, and he was panting like a fucking dog.
Severus’ cock hardened. How he hoped this day would come; how he wished for this opportunity. He despised him, this weakling who allowed his friends to make his life miserable growing up. It was a damn fucking shame both Potter and Black were dead; he wished he could throw it in their faces that he fucked their best friend.
He noted Remus’ hand stealing down to rub his crotch and gleefully shoved the wand harder under the man’s chin. “Like a bitch in heat, aren’t you, Lupin? Can’t wait to have an alpha male’s cock, can you?” Severus let his now-opened trousers drop to his ankles, and he grabbed his length, rubbing and tugging at it in an effort to make it hard enough to do what he’d dreamed of doing for years. The idea of fucking a man repulsed him, but revenge was sweet no matter what form it took, and that idea alone made him swell.
Grabbing his balls and base of his shaft, he shoved them in Remus’ direction. “Come on then, you want it so bad, wrap those lips around my dick and suck me.” He wagged his dick invitingly, and Remus dropped to his knees. He made to grab Severus’ hips to steady himself, but lowered his hands back down when he heard Severus’ growled, “No.”
Opening his mouth as wide as he could, he took Severus’ hot length in his mouth. Not caring whether he gagged or not, he did not stop until his nose was buried in the coarse, curly hair that grew wild at the base of the wizard’s cock. He inhaled deeply, wanted to savor the moment, the smell of this wizard that he desperately desired. He knew Severus’ plan; he knew the man meant to use him and then walk away. But Remus didn’t care. He would take this one night, this one chance to show Severus what he meant to him, before Severus pulled up his trousers and walked away. Remus wasn’t so foolish as to believe that the wizard had feelings for him other than disgust and hatred. He deserved both for not standing up to his friends so many years ago, for not trying harder. He deserved scorn and hatred. But he also deserved this, this chance at redemption, this way of making amends, even if Severus didn’t see it that way.
Remus knelt before him, his mouth wide and nose buried, and Severus closed his eyes rather than look down. He did not want to see a wizard’s mouth engulfing his manhood. He thought instead of his time with Lily, of that magical summer when they’d been lovers, when she’d broken with that bastard Potter. When they’d fucked and fingered and licked every part of each other’s bodies. Caught up in the memories, he began thrusting, imagining he was burying his cock in Lily’s soft, wet cunt. So lost that he reached out to grab her hips so that he could plunge harder, but grabbed Remus’ head, instead.
Severus’ eyes snapped open and pulled his cock out of the man’s mouth. He refused to look at how swollen Lupin’s lips were, how wet and sloppy they were with spit and pre-come.
“Get up and turn around. Brace yourself against the wall, Remus,” Severus said heavily between deep breaths. Remus did not attempt to make eye contact; no matter the circumstances, he knew he moved Severus; he’d felt the wizard’s cock hardening and losing control. He had done that to this man, and for Remus, it was enough. With a snap of his fingers, Remus vanished his trousers, and while he remained dressed from his waist up, he was now naked below. He turned and put his hands on the wall then slowly slid them down until he was his arms were straight and his torso was parallel to the floor.
Severus wasted no time. Standing behind Remus, he decided that the man wouldn’t need any lubrication, as Remus had made his cock sopping wet with his mouth and tongue. Planting his feet, he lined himself with Remus’ hole. With his hand around his length, Severus stabbed once, twice, before shoving his cock inside the tight ring.
Remus grunted loudly, then began breathing deeply, working his way through the pain of Severus’ sudden intrusion. As Severus began pushing his way into his body, Remus rose on his toes, fighting the stinging pain ringing as the large cock slowly and steadily invaded his body. Wordlessly, Remus performed a small lubrication charm, and with a sharp thrust, Severus was buried inside.
Now it was Severus who grunted. He had not expected Lupin to perform that bit of wandless magic, but in an instant, decided he didn’t care. Lubricated, he was as tight and hot as Lily had been, and Severus wanted to close his eyes and imagine it was her he was burying himself in, that it was Lily’s body that was hot and tight and swallowing his shaft so effortlessly. But Severus wanted his revenge, so he kept his eyes on Remus’ hole as is took his cock. He watched the tight ring of muscle as it expanded around his thickness, then gape when he withdrew completely, before shoving himself inside once more.
Severus knew he would not last; he did not want to prolong this revenge. He snapped his hips into Lupin’s soft flesh, and Remus rose on his toes once more, grunting and moaning. Severus suddenly felt fingers brushing his balls; it was Lupin stroking his own hard cock, squeezing his balls. Severus shoved his hips viciously into Lupin’s arse, shoving the man’s head into the wall.
‘No wanking, dog. You can finish when I’m done,” Severus snarled, causing Remus to whimper loudly.
Severus repeated his angry thrust, and soon, his balls were tightening against his body. He pulled out of the man’s arse with a soft pop and began fisting himself, shooting his seed over the man’s sweaty back. Heaving deep breaths, Severus pulled up his trousers, turned and Disapparated.
Leaning against the wall, Remus cried as he fisted himself to completion, hot sperm shooting over his hand and fingers. Spent, he straightened and took a long, shuddering breath. Transfiguring his soaked shirt into a dressing robe, he gingerly climbed the stairs to bed.
JK Rowling owns the characters; I make no money.
“You think I don’t know what you’re after, dog?” Severus snarled viciously. He had Lupin backed up against the hallway of the Headquarters, his wand shoved under the animal’s jaw. The dark wizard saw the sweat beading on the werewolf’s forehead. He smelled his fear, and Severus was just drunk enough, just fucking angry enough to give this animal a lesson he would not forget.
“I….” Lupin stuttered, more from fear and the smell of whisky on the man’s breath than from the excitement he’d felt upon seeing Severus enter the house five minutes earlier. Severus’ sharp hipbone was pressed into his fleshy abdomen, and the wizard’s arm was crushing his chest as it pinned him to the wall.
“I know what you fucking want; I can smell it.” Severus’ disgust was evident in the glint of his eye and the curl of his lip.
Remus fought against the groan begging for escape from the back of his throat. While Remus’ sense of smell was exceptional, Severus’ was almost as keen; years of perfecting his skill as a Potions master made his nose almost as accurate as Remus’.
Remus knew what Severus’ nose detected: his increased pheromones. He wanted this dark wizard with an intensity that had not faded between their school years and now. How he had dreamed of Severus coming to him underneath the stars, pleading for his help, for his intercession from James and Sirius. But Severus was as proud then as he is now, and Severus would not come to him, willingly, on his own, for anything.
“I know what you want, what you’ve always wanted,” Severus continued, his long, pointed nose almost pressed into Remus’ cheek. Severus’ harsh whisper rushed down Remus’ spine and settled in his hardening cock. “You want my cock, don’t you? Want it shoved down your throat and up your arse. Oh, I know, I’ve always known, Lupin.” He eased off the man and took two steps back. While his left hand held his wand to Remus’ throat, his right hand traveled down to his belt buckle. And while the werewolf’s eyes darted between Severus’ face and the busy right hand, Severus’ eyes settled on Lupin. He took in his glassy eyes and flushed cheeks. His mouth was slightly parted, and he was panting like a fucking dog.
Severus’ cock hardened. How he hoped this day would come; how he wished for this opportunity. He despised him, this weakling who allowed his friends to make his life miserable growing up. It was a damn fucking shame both Potter and Black were dead; he wished he could throw it in their faces that he fucked their best friend.
He noted Remus’ hand stealing down to rub his crotch and gleefully shoved the wand harder under the man’s chin. “Like a bitch in heat, aren’t you, Lupin? Can’t wait to have an alpha male’s cock, can you?” Severus let his now-opened trousers drop to his ankles, and he grabbed his length, rubbing and tugging at it in an effort to make it hard enough to do what he’d dreamed of doing for years. The idea of fucking a man repulsed him, but revenge was sweet no matter what form it took, and that idea alone made him swell.
Grabbing his balls and base of his shaft, he shoved them in Remus’ direction. “Come on then, you want it so bad, wrap those lips around my dick and suck me.” He wagged his dick invitingly, and Remus dropped to his knees. He made to grab Severus’ hips to steady himself, but lowered his hands back down when he heard Severus’ growled, “No.”
Opening his mouth as wide as he could, he took Severus’ hot length in his mouth. Not caring whether he gagged or not, he did not stop until his nose was buried in the coarse, curly hair that grew wild at the base of the wizard’s cock. He inhaled deeply, wanted to savor the moment, the smell of this wizard that he desperately desired. He knew Severus’ plan; he knew the man meant to use him and then walk away. But Remus didn’t care. He would take this one night, this one chance to show Severus what he meant to him, before Severus pulled up his trousers and walked away. Remus wasn’t so foolish as to believe that the wizard had feelings for him other than disgust and hatred. He deserved both for not standing up to his friends so many years ago, for not trying harder. He deserved scorn and hatred. But he also deserved this, this chance at redemption, this way of making amends, even if Severus didn’t see it that way.
Remus knelt before him, his mouth wide and nose buried, and Severus closed his eyes rather than look down. He did not want to see a wizard’s mouth engulfing his manhood. He thought instead of his time with Lily, of that magical summer when they’d been lovers, when she’d broken with that bastard Potter. When they’d fucked and fingered and licked every part of each other’s bodies. Caught up in the memories, he began thrusting, imagining he was burying his cock in Lily’s soft, wet cunt. So lost that he reached out to grab her hips so that he could plunge harder, but grabbed Remus’ head, instead.
Severus’ eyes snapped open and pulled his cock out of the man’s mouth. He refused to look at how swollen Lupin’s lips were, how wet and sloppy they were with spit and pre-come.
“Get up and turn around. Brace yourself against the wall, Remus,” Severus said heavily between deep breaths. Remus did not attempt to make eye contact; no matter the circumstances, he knew he moved Severus; he’d felt the wizard’s cock hardening and losing control. He had done that to this man, and for Remus, it was enough. With a snap of his fingers, Remus vanished his trousers, and while he remained dressed from his waist up, he was now naked below. He turned and put his hands on the wall then slowly slid them down until he was his arms were straight and his torso was parallel to the floor.
Severus wasted no time. Standing behind Remus, he decided that the man wouldn’t need any lubrication, as Remus had made his cock sopping wet with his mouth and tongue. Planting his feet, he lined himself with Remus’ hole. With his hand around his length, Severus stabbed once, twice, before shoving his cock inside the tight ring.
Remus grunted loudly, then began breathing deeply, working his way through the pain of Severus’ sudden intrusion. As Severus began pushing his way into his body, Remus rose on his toes, fighting the stinging pain ringing as the large cock slowly and steadily invaded his body. Wordlessly, Remus performed a small lubrication charm, and with a sharp thrust, Severus was buried inside.
Now it was Severus who grunted. He had not expected Lupin to perform that bit of wandless magic, but in an instant, decided he didn’t care. Lubricated, he was as tight and hot as Lily had been, and Severus wanted to close his eyes and imagine it was her he was burying himself in, that it was Lily’s body that was hot and tight and swallowing his shaft so effortlessly. But Severus wanted his revenge, so he kept his eyes on Remus’ hole as is took his cock. He watched the tight ring of muscle as it expanded around his thickness, then gape when he withdrew completely, before shoving himself inside once more.
Severus knew he would not last; he did not want to prolong this revenge. He snapped his hips into Lupin’s soft flesh, and Remus rose on his toes once more, grunting and moaning. Severus suddenly felt fingers brushing his balls; it was Lupin stroking his own hard cock, squeezing his balls. Severus shoved his hips viciously into Lupin’s arse, shoving the man’s head into the wall.
‘No wanking, dog. You can finish when I’m done,” Severus snarled, causing Remus to whimper loudly.
Severus repeated his angry thrust, and soon, his balls were tightening against his body. He pulled out of the man’s arse with a soft pop and began fisting himself, shooting his seed over the man’s sweaty back. Heaving deep breaths, Severus pulled up his trousers, turned and Disapparated.
Leaning against the wall, Remus cried as he fisted himself to completion, hot sperm shooting over his hand and fingers. Spent, he straightened and took a long, shuddering breath. Transfiguring his soaked shirt into a dressing robe, he gingerly climbed the stairs to bed.