Ablutions before Spunk
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starduchessTitle: Ablutions before Spunk
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starduchess with a little help from severa_snape
Pairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: R
Word Count: 168
Warnings: inclusion of pet peeves
Summary: Sev makes sure cleanliness comes before godliness.
Notes: written foratypicalsnowman's Pet Peeves Challenge
ETA: For those of you not on the Severus *sighs* listserv, or were ignoring it last night, someone commented we should make a list of pet peeves in fandom writing, and Snow suggested putting them in a drabble or ficlet. Then, Severa came by, and to prevent her from going off on a rant, I enticed her with the promise of porn. Thus this little drabble wasspewed forth born.
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Sev guides Harry out of the bathroom, having made sure the impertinent brat performed his evening ablutions to his highest standards. If he was being honest with himself, he would take Harry any way he could get him -- that pale skin was delicious and the green eyes were filled with foolish trust -- but he wasn't about to tell Harry that.
He threw the boy -- no, man -- onto the bed, rattling the large tomes perched above it, and pounced. Lust engulfed him as he thrust his tongue inside the willing mouth, his manhood aching for friction. If he pushed just right, he could almost get off without ever undressing. Almost. But his pants were form-fitting, which became tight upon arousal. The discomfort stayed his orgasm until Harry roughly pulled down his trousers, taking the pants with them, and grabbing his erection. He came instantly, covering them both with his spunk.
"Oh, but Sevvie, you never let me come first!" Harry pouted with starry eyes filled with unleashed tears.
"Indeed."
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Author:
starduchess with a little help from severa_snapePairing: Severus/Harry
Rating: R
Word Count: 168
Warnings: inclusion of pet peeves
Summary: Sev makes sure cleanliness comes before godliness.
Notes: written for
atypicalsnowman's Pet Peeves ChallengeETA: For those of you not on the Severus *sighs* listserv, or were ignoring it last night, someone commented we should make a list of pet peeves in fandom writing, and Snow suggested putting them in a drabble or ficlet. Then, Severa came by, and to prevent her from going off on a rant, I enticed her with the promise of porn. Thus this little drabble was
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Sev guides Harry out of the bathroom, having made sure the impertinent brat performed his evening ablutions to his highest standards. If he was being honest with himself, he would take Harry any way he could get him -- that pale skin was delicious and the green eyes were filled with foolish trust -- but he wasn't about to tell Harry that.
He threw the boy -- no, man -- onto the bed, rattling the large tomes perched above it, and pounced. Lust engulfed him as he thrust his tongue inside the willing mouth, his manhood aching for friction. If he pushed just right, he could almost get off without ever undressing. Almost. But his pants were form-fitting, which became tight upon arousal. The discomfort stayed his orgasm until Harry roughly pulled down his trousers, taking the pants with them, and grabbing his erection. He came instantly, covering them both with his spunk.
"Oh, but Sevvie, you never let me come first!" Harry pouted with starry eyes filled with unleashed tears.
"Indeed."
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