Drabbles

“Sev!” 

There was a smile in her voice as she said his name and he couldn’t look away from her mouth even as he felt her fingers caressing his chest. 

She was standing close, too close. Close enough to feel the effect she had on him. 

Don’t be aroused. 

Shadows danced on the wall as her fingers deftly undid his belt. He did not resist when she pushed him into a chair. The candlelight reflected on the red strand of her hair making her seem like an angel, or maybe like the devil. 

He watched with hungry eyes as she lowered herself to the floor between his parted legs. She might be kneeling but he was the one praying. 

Please. Please. Lily, please.

Her fingers reached into his undone trousers and for a moment Severus believed he died or gone blind. 

No. No. I can’t die now. I need to stay alive a little longer. Just fiv..twenty minutes. 

Her fingers wrapped around his length stroking him and he hissed. 

“Lil..”

All coherent thought ebbed out of his mind as she brought his cock to her mouth and wrapped her lips around him. 

She’s not an angel or a devil, she’s a succubus and I hope she sucks me dry.

“Oh, she will.” 

The voice came from behind his left shoulder and he turned his head to see Hermione’s face entirely too close to his own. 

“She’ll suck you dry…of your pride. She’ll make you cry. She’ll make you weak.” 

Severus closed his eyes, as Lily drew him deep into her mouth, her fingers wrapped tightly around the part of his cock she couldn’t swallow. 

Hermione’s breath was warm on his neck and he shivered at the sensation. 

“You’ll moan,” she said breathlessly into his ear before letting her tongue trace the shell of his ear. “You’ll cry,” she bit the lobe on his ear and he jerked at the same time, inadvertently pushing deeper into Lily’s mouth. 

Hermione’s small hands came to rest on his shoulders. “She’ll mock you for it.” She let her fingers trail down his chest gently before bringing them back up, her short nails digging into his skin. “And you’ll do it again, and again.”

He took in a sharp breath to try to sound unaffected despite knowing she was entirely right, “And you can do better?”

As soon as he uttered the words the light flickered and Lily was gone. 

What? No! Oh..

Hermione stood in before him entirely undressed. He had imagined the new seventh-year transfer that way when bored in class but reality was so much better.

Those thighs…

Her hair looked like a halo around her head and she smiled. If Lily was a devil, maybe she was a saint.

Holding his gaze, she climbed upon his lap and put her hand on his shoulders before sinking herself down onto his length. 

“Hermione,” he groaned, unable to mutter more than her name like a prayer as she rolled her hips. She felt even better than Lily had. 

Saviors and saints and devil and demons alike.

He felt his temples pounding as his heart beat faster in his chest. 

“I won’t make you cry, Sev,” she said, lifting and lowering her hips in a hypnotic motion. 

The pressure felt overwhelming as her cunt fluttered around him 

I’ll give her everything she wants. I’ll sin, I’ll pray. I’ll lie and lie and lie for her to never stop. 

His long fingers wrapped around her hips as he felt the pressure at the base of his spine build. 

“Hermione, please" he begged. He could feel her so close as she used him to bring herself to pleasure, her fingers digging into his shoulders. He needed her to fall over the edge so that he would follow. 

What is she waiting for?

“Oh Christ, I’m coming…" he blurted. 

As Severus opened his eyes, it took him a moment to get his bearings. Green curtains surrounded his bed and his sheets were damp with his sweat and spent. He remembered with relief having cast silencing spells on his bed earlier as he ran a hand through his mused hair. He let his head fall back on the pillow, trying to catch his breath. 

What a dream... I’d sell my soul to do it again.