Drabble night!
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make our regular drabble night tomorrow night, so my good buds in #knockturn agreed to play a bit tonight. Thanks all! *spread sunshine!*
New rules this time: 100-150 words, but if you go over 100 words it has to be in multiples of five. So, here we go:
Characters: Severus, Harry. Summary: A stoic last dance. (snaples)
"I'm leaving."
"I know."
Harry snapped the valise shut with an angry click. "Is that all you have to say?"
Severus regarded him coolly. "What would you have me say, Potter?"
"I thought this - " Harry waved his hand in the air between them, " - meant as much to you as it did to me. Glad to see you haven't changed, you miserable git."
He marched through the door, his face a thundercloud.
After a moment, Severus glided to the window, just in time to see his lover disappear.
"Goodbye. Harry," Severus said quietly, and his voice broke.
***
Characters: James, Remus. Summary: A prayer for my son. (maeglinyedi)
Sirius would think I'm crazy if he knew I was doing this. After all these years? Talking to the dead?
But it's comforting to think you're out there, somewhere, keeping an eye on us. I know Harry thinks so, too.
He's amazing, James. Powerful. Handsome. Thinks more quickly on his feet than any wizard I've ever known. Lily would be so proud.
I've never told him, and I never will. It's too late, now. But neither will I stop worrying about him, or loving him. So I turn to you with my humble request.
James. Please watch over my son.
***
Characters: Sirius, Percy. Summary: Talking through barriers. (nimori)
"I don't swing that way," Percy said primly.
"You're sure?" Sirius responded with a lascivious grin. His fingers skittered lightly over Percy's midriff, warm and brown from the summer sun. "Your brothers do."
Percy squirmed and made a half-hearted effort to roll away. Think of Penny, he urged himself. Penny's eyes. Penny's lips. Penny's breasts. Anything but the heavy, liquid-y feeling pooling in his groin where Sirius's hand closed around it.
"Quite sure. Oh!"
"You like that, do you?" Sirius purred, latching his lips onto Percy's neck.
*Yes.* "No."
"Shall I stop?"
*Yes.* "No."
Sirius chuckled against the damp flesh.
***
Characters: Harry, Lucius. Summary: Kissing but not (trickregular)
He strains, and Lucius smiles. His lips are so close that Harry can feel the stubble prickling on his upper lip, but the distance between them might as well be a dozen miles.
"You're not trying, my Harry," Lucius whispers, the hiss of a snake into the mouth of a lion, and though his lips move as he speaks, coming impossibly closer, Harry still cannot reach the nirvana promised by the kiss.
Lucius caresses Harry's hair gently. "Apparently, you just don't want it badly enough," he sneers, and with a final pat, he is gone.
Harry's feet kick once. Twice. The rope creaks on the rafters, and he is gone.
***
Characters: Remus, Severus. Summary: Some things are easier to find than others (piccolo_santo)
"Severus?" Remus's voice echoes loudly in the stillness.
*Be quiet, you bloody fool!* Severus thinks frantically. He tries to struggle, but Lucius's hand is heavy on the small of his back.
"You will be silent," the silky voice murmurs in his ear.
"Severus!"
"He's got to be around here somewhere," another voice answers, and Severus's heart sinks. Potter. The other Death Eaters will fall on him like a cat on a mouse.
"Your friends are fools," Lucius says, his soft voice turning gruff with excitement.
*They're not my friends,* Severus thinks bitterly, silently pleading with his two lovers to just leave him here and go.
***
Characters: Severus, Sirius. Summary: And who could play it well enough, if deaf and dumb and blind with love? (maeglinyedi)
A/N: snaples asked me to write a drabble with whips. I aim to please. ;-)
The trust was hard won, but in the end, Sirius never regretted making the leap. Severus was a master - *his* master - and played his body like a maestro plays a well-worn violin, old and scarred from overuse but still able to vibrate with the sweetest music.
The scarf was warm and slippery across his eyes, and grew warmer yet as it absorbed his tears. The ball between his teeth was slick with saliva; it made his jaw ache as he bit down on it time and time again. And he could not hear the whistle of the lash for the spell Severus had cast on his ears, so he never knew when the blows would come.
All he could do was kneel, and want, and scream, and love.
***
Characters: Regulus, Sirius. Summary: Anything to change his mind. (nimori)
"Sirius."
"Get lost, Reg."
"I have to talk to you."
"I'm not getting into this with you again."
"Will you just *listen* to me for a second?!"
"No! How many fucking times do I have to tell you? I *refuse*!"
"But mum and dad -"
"Listen to me, you pathetic shit. I. Will. Not. Become. A Death Eater. And I don't care what you, or mum, or dad, or Lord fucking Voldemort himself has to say about it."
"Yeah? Well, what if I told you a few of your friends could be in danger? What if I told you you could save their lives if you come with me right now?"
"Not funny, Reg. You always were a pathetic liar. You're the perfect toady, you know that?"
"Sirius..."
"Get the fuck out of my sight."
***
Characters: Percy, Lucius. Truth is when you're on your knees. (piccolo_santo)
A/N: Aaaaaand, some smut by request from nimori.
"You hate your family, don't you."
"Ye -"
A sharp crack sounds as the back of a be-ringed hand makes contact with a smooth cheek. "I did not give you permission to speak."
A quick nod, eyes downcast.
"That's the second time you have forgotten that rule today." A thoughtful scratch on a stubbled chin. "Let me see if I can't think of some way to ensure you are silent."
The zip is loud in the silent room, and large eyes plead futilely as the hard cock is forced between pursed lips.
"That's it, Lucius," Percy moans. The chains rattle as he pushes in deep. "I hate your family, too."
***
Possibility of more tomorrow! But don't wait for me, guys. I'm not sure what time I'll be able to get online.
New rules this time: 100-150 words, but if you go over 100 words it has to be in multiples of five. So, here we go:
Characters: Severus, Harry. Summary: A stoic last dance. (snaples)
"I'm leaving."
"I know."
Harry snapped the valise shut with an angry click. "Is that all you have to say?"
Severus regarded him coolly. "What would you have me say, Potter?"
"I thought this - " Harry waved his hand in the air between them, " - meant as much to you as it did to me. Glad to see you haven't changed, you miserable git."
He marched through the door, his face a thundercloud.
After a moment, Severus glided to the window, just in time to see his lover disappear.
"Goodbye. Harry," Severus said quietly, and his voice broke.
***
Characters: James, Remus. Summary: A prayer for my son. (maeglinyedi)
Sirius would think I'm crazy if he knew I was doing this. After all these years? Talking to the dead?
But it's comforting to think you're out there, somewhere, keeping an eye on us. I know Harry thinks so, too.
He's amazing, James. Powerful. Handsome. Thinks more quickly on his feet than any wizard I've ever known. Lily would be so proud.
I've never told him, and I never will. It's too late, now. But neither will I stop worrying about him, or loving him. So I turn to you with my humble request.
James. Please watch over my son.
***
Characters: Sirius, Percy. Summary: Talking through barriers. (nimori)
"I don't swing that way," Percy said primly.
"You're sure?" Sirius responded with a lascivious grin. His fingers skittered lightly over Percy's midriff, warm and brown from the summer sun. "Your brothers do."
Percy squirmed and made a half-hearted effort to roll away. Think of Penny, he urged himself. Penny's eyes. Penny's lips. Penny's breasts. Anything but the heavy, liquid-y feeling pooling in his groin where Sirius's hand closed around it.
"Quite sure. Oh!"
"You like that, do you?" Sirius purred, latching his lips onto Percy's neck.
*Yes.* "No."
"Shall I stop?"
*Yes.* "No."
Sirius chuckled against the damp flesh.
***
Characters: Harry, Lucius. Summary: Kissing but not (trickregular)
He strains, and Lucius smiles. His lips are so close that Harry can feel the stubble prickling on his upper lip, but the distance between them might as well be a dozen miles.
"You're not trying, my Harry," Lucius whispers, the hiss of a snake into the mouth of a lion, and though his lips move as he speaks, coming impossibly closer, Harry still cannot reach the nirvana promised by the kiss.
Lucius caresses Harry's hair gently. "Apparently, you just don't want it badly enough," he sneers, and with a final pat, he is gone.
Harry's feet kick once. Twice. The rope creaks on the rafters, and he is gone.
***
Characters: Remus, Severus. Summary: Some things are easier to find than others (piccolo_santo)
"Severus?" Remus's voice echoes loudly in the stillness.
*Be quiet, you bloody fool!* Severus thinks frantically. He tries to struggle, but Lucius's hand is heavy on the small of his back.
"You will be silent," the silky voice murmurs in his ear.
"Severus!"
"He's got to be around here somewhere," another voice answers, and Severus's heart sinks. Potter. The other Death Eaters will fall on him like a cat on a mouse.
"Your friends are fools," Lucius says, his soft voice turning gruff with excitement.
*They're not my friends,* Severus thinks bitterly, silently pleading with his two lovers to just leave him here and go.
***
Characters: Severus, Sirius. Summary: And who could play it well enough, if deaf and dumb and blind with love? (maeglinyedi)
A/N: snaples asked me to write a drabble with whips. I aim to please. ;-)
The trust was hard won, but in the end, Sirius never regretted making the leap. Severus was a master - *his* master - and played his body like a maestro plays a well-worn violin, old and scarred from overuse but still able to vibrate with the sweetest music.
The scarf was warm and slippery across his eyes, and grew warmer yet as it absorbed his tears. The ball between his teeth was slick with saliva; it made his jaw ache as he bit down on it time and time again. And he could not hear the whistle of the lash for the spell Severus had cast on his ears, so he never knew when the blows would come.
All he could do was kneel, and want, and scream, and love.
***
Characters: Regulus, Sirius. Summary: Anything to change his mind. (nimori)
"Sirius."
"Get lost, Reg."
"I have to talk to you."
"I'm not getting into this with you again."
"Will you just *listen* to me for a second?!"
"No! How many fucking times do I have to tell you? I *refuse*!"
"But mum and dad -"
"Listen to me, you pathetic shit. I. Will. Not. Become. A Death Eater. And I don't care what you, or mum, or dad, or Lord fucking Voldemort himself has to say about it."
"Yeah? Well, what if I told you a few of your friends could be in danger? What if I told you you could save their lives if you come with me right now?"
"Not funny, Reg. You always were a pathetic liar. You're the perfect toady, you know that?"
"Sirius..."
"Get the fuck out of my sight."
***
Characters: Percy, Lucius. Truth is when you're on your knees. (piccolo_santo)
A/N: Aaaaaand, some smut by request from nimori.
"You hate your family, don't you."
"Ye -"
A sharp crack sounds as the back of a be-ringed hand makes contact with a smooth cheek. "I did not give you permission to speak."
A quick nod, eyes downcast.
"That's the second time you have forgotten that rule today." A thoughtful scratch on a stubbled chin. "Let me see if I can't think of some way to ensure you are silent."
The zip is loud in the silent room, and large eyes plead futilely as the hard cock is forced between pursed lips.
"That's it, Lucius," Percy moans. The chains rattle as he pushes in deep. "I hate your family, too."
***
Possibility of more tomorrow! But don't wait for me, guys. I'm not sure what time I'll be able to get online.