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starduchess) wrote2013-01-05 03:08 pm
starduchess) wrote2013-01-05 03:08 pm
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End of Prophecy
Here was my submission for the latest Firewhiskeyfic drunken writing night.
Title: End of Prophecy
Author: starduchess
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Challenge: prophecy
Rating/Warnings: was supposed to be NC-17
Word count: 565
Summary: There is yet another prophecy concerning Harry.
Author's Notes: well, I’m such a sleepy drunk that I can never finish these things. also, some of the oddities below are from my smartphone’s ability to “correct” my spelling mistakes. it gives interesting alternatives.
Harry rushed into their study where Severus Washington was busy reading the latest potions journal. He was scowling at the paper in his hand which matched the older wizard's.
"Severus, they are saying there is another prophecy about me. Something about the world endings if a hero doesn't save the ..." he looked down at the paper, searching for the correct wording, "... 'lone dark souls echoing pagan rites.' I have no idea what that means, but everyone seems to think the hero is me. Again. "
Severus put down his book (journal --whatever) . "The feeble public always looks to you Eton to save them. Although I feel in this case they are correct. "
Harry 's blood went cold at Ethernet sound of his internal name. He thought no one knew it. "What did you call me? " he asked, wanting to know if Severus was aware of what he'd said.
"Eton of course. That is the hero's true name in any time -- Abraham, David, Jesus, Merlin, Mohammed ... you -- they have all had this name. "
Harry WA was shaking with cold and great ness. The weight of the whole world was on him again. "What sacrifice is being asked of me know? " His look was so forlorn. At age 20 Notre (ACLU ignore that! Stupid auto correct) more had been asked -- no -- required of him than any wizard sluice alive.
Severus looked upon him epithet with pity. "I know this seems like much to bear, but ..." Here his visage turned lusty. "... luckily this time the sacrifice is not much more Ethan than sex."
Harry looked confused. "What do you mean? "
"I am a lonely dark soul that you have already grasped and pulled toward Ethernet light. All you need do is complete the task. "
"Is tbhat the pagan ritual? But I don't know any ritual s."
Severus smirked. "A simple copulation will suffice. "
"So I just bigger you and I fulfill the prophecy? "
Severus nodes his head once.
Harry felts a big smile on his face. "Well, let's feet to it! "
He pulls Severus into a deep. Kiss, running his hands through greasy hair, tasting the tang of sweat and smoke on Severus 's lips. Stubble rubs against stubble as they each track kisses and nivbbles down each others jaw and necks. Hands clutch and stroke Anne and caress. Harry pushes his body towards Severus 's and pushes them bavckward into the wall. He grinds himself into the other man 's already hard erection, causing them both to groan at the friction they can altready taste through layers of clothing
"You need to do much more, " moans Severus.
"I want to fuck you into next week, " Harry murmurs against Severus 's throat.
"Yes, " he hisseiin reply.
Harry tears through Severus 's robes, mknoewing he's going to have brown ones made later, and recveals creamy smooth skin and jaundice coloured pert nipples. He licks at them with abandon
Severus groans. "Please done tease me. "
Harry quickly loses his keen robes and quickly return x to fondling Severus 's bum. He brushes their cocks together. And it's just heaven as their skin slides together. Harry wastes no time in fingering Severus 's hole, strretchimg him quickly.
"Fuck. Save me, " Severus knitters.
Harry complies, lifting Severus 's legs. With one chaste kiss, jhe impails hisrelhf into nseferus 's open body. The tight wtetngess engulfs him and he
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Title: End of Prophecy
Author: starduchess
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Challenge: prophecy
Rating/Warnings: was supposed to be NC-17
Word count: 565
Summary: There is yet another prophecy concerning Harry.
Author's Notes: well, I’m such a sleepy drunk that I can never finish these things. also, some of the oddities below are from my smartphone’s ability to “correct” my spelling mistakes. it gives interesting alternatives.
Harry rushed into their study where Severus Washington was busy reading the latest potions journal. He was scowling at the paper in his hand which matched the older wizard's.
"Severus, they are saying there is another prophecy about me. Something about the world endings if a hero doesn't save the ..." he looked down at the paper, searching for the correct wording, "... 'lone dark souls echoing pagan rites.' I have no idea what that means, but everyone seems to think the hero is me. Again. "
Severus put down his book (journal --whatever) . "The feeble public always looks to you Eton to save them. Although I feel in this case they are correct. "
Harry 's blood went cold at Ethernet sound of his internal name. He thought no one knew it. "What did you call me? " he asked, wanting to know if Severus was aware of what he'd said.
"Eton of course. That is the hero's true name in any time -- Abraham, David, Jesus, Merlin, Mohammed ... you -- they have all had this name. "
Harry WA was shaking with cold and great ness. The weight of the whole world was on him again. "What sacrifice is being asked of me know? " His look was so forlorn. At age 20 Notre (ACLU ignore that! Stupid auto correct) more had been asked -- no -- required of him than any wizard sluice alive.
Severus looked upon him epithet with pity. "I know this seems like much to bear, but ..." Here his visage turned lusty. "... luckily this time the sacrifice is not much more Ethan than sex."
Harry looked confused. "What do you mean? "
"I am a lonely dark soul that you have already grasped and pulled toward Ethernet light. All you need do is complete the task. "
"Is tbhat the pagan ritual? But I don't know any ritual s."
Severus smirked. "A simple copulation will suffice. "
"So I just bigger you and I fulfill the prophecy? "
Severus nodes his head once.
Harry felts a big smile on his face. "Well, let's feet to it! "
He pulls Severus into a deep. Kiss, running his hands through greasy hair, tasting the tang of sweat and smoke on Severus 's lips. Stubble rubs against stubble as they each track kisses and nivbbles down each others jaw and necks. Hands clutch and stroke Anne and caress. Harry pushes his body towards Severus 's and pushes them bavckward into the wall. He grinds himself into the other man 's already hard erection, causing them both to groan at the friction they can altready taste through layers of clothing
"You need to do much more, " moans Severus.
"I want to fuck you into next week, " Harry murmurs against Severus 's throat.
"Yes, " he hisseiin reply.
Harry tears through Severus 's robes, mknoewing he's going to have brown ones made later, and recveals creamy smooth skin and jaundice coloured pert nipples. He licks at them with abandon
Severus groans. "Please done tease me. "
Harry quickly loses his keen robes and quickly return x to fondling Severus 's bum. He brushes their cocks together. And it's just heaven as their skin slides together. Harry wastes no time in fingering Severus 's hole, strretchimg him quickly.
"Fuck. Save me, " Severus knitters.
Harry complies, lifting Severus 's legs. With one chaste kiss, jhe impails hisrelhf into nseferus 's open body. The tight wtetngess engulfs him and he
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