The Severus Snape Smut Haven

Moving to Dreamwidth

2017-05-14T10:20:27Z

Hello,
Long time no see, eh? I know, I've been out of fandom for quite some time and I have no idea if there are still people reading this group, but I have started a new community on Dreamwidth with the same name as this one. You're welcome to join.
Kira

So, is anyone still active on this list or still part of it?

2017-05-11T16:07:05Z

I've been away from fandom for a very long time, but am slowly dipping my toes into it again. I've missed it. So ... if anyone wants to revive this old mastodont group and get posting again, feel free. And if you want to join just ask.
Kira

Beta reader needed for NC-17 Snarry story

2009-03-17T02:40:49Z

Name: Shanti (insane journal username shanti_writes)
Age: Old enough to be your Mum, most likely
Rating of fic: NC-17
Pairings in fic: Snape/Harry primary, Draco/Ginny mentioned, Ron/Hermione mentioned
Any warnings about fic content: This is semi-DH compliant. I have 'rescued' those dead characters that do not suit me. (Snape, Lupin and Fred Weasley)

This is a novel-length story that is a twist on the 'forced bonding' cliche.

Thus far it is 12 chapters that I'm ready to have Beta'd. I have it outlined, roughly, in direction and ending-place, but I'm not yet sure how many chapters it will take to get from point A to point B. At this point, I'm estimating that I'm only 1/4 of the way through the over-all plot.

I'm a mom of 4 kids and work part-time, in addition to all sorts of parenting and community duties. I am not a particularly prolific writer, and after the influx of these initial 12 chapters, my Beta should expect to see 1 chapter every 2-4 weeks.

I'm a mature and reasonably confident writer in many areas. What I desperately need is a Brit-picker and someone who is willing to point out any plot-holes, characterisation slips or other glaring 'wtf' sort of reader-questions. I can handle constructive criticism and do not NOT want a 'yes man'. I do need someone able and willing to offer comments and suggestions - what questions surface in the "reader's" mind that I need to make sure to address?

I'm relatively technophobic - I need someone who can send and receive MS word files - I do not know how to 'unzip' files that have been 'zipped'. I rarely have time to be on Instant Messagers, though I'd share my IM contacts with my beta-reader if you feel that would help with comments and questions.

I need a mature beta-reader. Not a 'fangirl' person and not someone whose timid about telling me what needs to be 'fixed'. I need someone who has time to thoroughly comb the story. I have a horrific, homicidal abuse of commas.

I like smut. I like to write smut. I have a 'virgin' fetish that will be thoroughly exploited in this story, though there will be nothing 'noncon' and the BDSM, if it can be considered as such, will be 'light'. (Mild, playful bondage and intense periods of denial-of-release.)

Snape will eventually "bottom", though not until very, very late in the story.

Someone with strong grammar and Brit-picking skills is most highly desired. I have tried Perfect Imagination, but there are currently no willing NC-17 Snarry Beta's there.

Where to contact you: shanti.writes@gmail.com

Other important information: I'm a mom. I know I write smutty things among very young people and grownups. (NOT Chan - but Harry is only barely 18 when he initially hooks up with Snape.) However, despite how inconsistent it is, I feel very uncomfortable working with very young betas when writing Smut. Please do not reply/email me if you are 'barely legal'. We would not work well together.

Please do not reply to me if you really don't have the time/desire to work with this sort of fic! This is the third time I've tried to post this plea to several different journal venues, and each time the folks who have responded to the initial request have not had time to follow-through.

ETA: Thank you, thank you, thank you to all the folks who have emailed me! I think I've got my beta-needs covered now! Hurray!

FIC: Willful Misunderstanding, Snape/Lupin, NC-17

2008-01-29T19:54:30Z

Title: Willful Misunderstanding
Pairing: Snape/Lupin
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: The characters and universe in this story do not in any way belong to me, I'm just playing with them and making them sweat and cry a little.
Warnings: DH spoilers, angst
Word Count: 7030
Summary: In his sixth year, Snape is nearly attacked by a werewolf in the Forbidden Forest. Miraculously, the werewolf disappears and onto the scene comes Remus Lupin-- and Snape assumes that Remus scared the werewolf away and saved his life
Author's Notes: The thing is, I've been writer's-blocked since before DH came out, so to try to get myself writing again, I'm going back into the vaults and fixing/finishing/DH-compatiblizing abandoned fics like this one. Thank you to thescarletwoman for the beta and encouragement!

( Marvelous, Black, stringing two whole syllables together. Or rather, repeating the same one twice. It must be ever so taxing. )

Fic: Harry’s Favorite Sandwiches (1/1)

2008-01-11T01:26:38Z

Title: Harry's Favorite Sandwiches
Author: salixbabylon
Pairing: Harry/Severus/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Word Count: 1879
Disclaimer: JKR owns everything. I just like to play naughty games with her dollies.
Summary: Harry's lunch date turns into something unexpected.
Notes: For uinendolothen, who wanted a first-time threesome. Graciously betaed by aqua_alta.

( Harry's Favorite Sandwiches )

FIC: Is that a Decoy Detonator in Your Pocket, or are you Happy to See Me? George/Snape, NC-17

2007-09-21T20:30:24Z

Title: Is that a Decoy Detonator in Your Pocket, or are You Happy to See Me?
Author: rose_whispers
Pairing: George Weasley/Severus Snape
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: DH SPOILERS, rimming, dub-con depending on how you read it
Word Count: ~18,000
Summary: George Weasley is struggling to find his place in a new, post-war world. The injured, reticent refugee he discovers in the Forbidden Forest isn't part of his plans.
Author's Notes: This was written for lilyeyes at the 20067 hp_summersmut exchange. It was originally meant to be a fairly frivolous and PWP-ish Harry/George/Fred fic that just wouldn't work for me after I read DH (though I might go back to it some day). Instead, this fic came out of nowhere and helped me break a two-month writer's block from hell. Thank you to my ever-vigilant beta, thescarletwoman, who prevents me from adding kitchens to scenes where no kitchen has any right to be.

( You hide from house elves? My goodness, Snape, what an interesting phobia. Are you afraid of clowns too? )

snapish_smut @ 2007-08-01T19:32:00

2007-08-01T17:33:00Z

Name: Dina
Title: Just a Usual Night (at the Snape-Black Residency)
Pairing: Severus Snape/Sirius Black
Rating: NC-17
Media used: graphite pencils
Notes: They're fighting over who tops, or maybe this is just the usual foreplay for them. No spoilers, no plot, just good ol' Snack:)

Just a Usual Night

Spoilery pic

2007-07-26T15:59:06Z

Artist: Dina
Title: What Really Happened In Sirius' Room
Characters: Severus Snape, Sirius' photo
Rating: NC-17
Spoilers: for DH
Media used: graphite pencils and PS

What Really Happened In Sirius' Room

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 9/9)

2007-05-21T15:45:33Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,000 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 9 )

Note: This story is complete! Thank you for reading!

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 8/9)

2007-05-17T20:21:43Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 8 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 7/9)

2007-05-14T18:21:36Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 7 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 6/9)

2007-05-10T18:52:36Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 6 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 5/9)

2007-05-07T19:07:03Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 5 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 4/9)

2007-05-03T19:11:40Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 4 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 3/9)

2007-04-30T20:45:38Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 3 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 2/9)

2007-04-26T17:33:12Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 2 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

Fic: Virulentus Somnium (Harry/Severus, 1/9)

2007-04-23T21:11:02Z

Title: Virulentus Somnium
Author: salixbabylon
Fandom: Harry Potter
Characters: Harry/Severus
Rating: NC-17 overall
Word Count: 37,100 total
Disclaimer: Characters and places in this story, which appear in the Harry Potter novels, belong to JK Rowling, Bloomsbury, Warner Bros. and Scholastic. I don't make, or intend to make money out of them. They just wouldn't leave me alone

Summary: Two years after graduation, Harry's having nightmares at Hogwarts. Who will wake him up?

( Virulentus Somnium – Part 1 )

Note: This story is complete and I will be posting updates twice a week.

The Condition of Love - NC-17 - Lucius/Severus/Blaise

2007-04-01T19:35:43Z

Title: The Condition of Love
Fandom: Harry Potter
Author: elfflame
Person/Pairing: Lucius/Severus/Blaise
Prompt: 014: Submissive
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Threesome, D/s relationship, BDSM, whipping, double penetration, chastity device
Word Count: 3245
Summary: Lucius and Severus accept Blaise back into their lives, under a few conditions…
My Prompt Table
Author's notes: A huge thank you to kabal42 for hand-holding and technical help with the BDSM aspects of this piece, and looking it over when I was finished. *hugs* And to lysa1 and ldybastet for making me adore Lucius and Severus even more than I did before. And to ceria_taliesin for the beta. All other flaws are my own.

It had been a long weekend. Blaise had been alone for all of it, but his thoughts had been full of the men who were the reason he was here, alone. Lucius Malfoy and Severus Snape.

When he had returned to England a little over two years ago, he had been the sort who did not believe in love. His reintroduction to Draco’s life had taught him a few things. The two of them had been best friends since their third year at Hogwarts, and Blaise had not truly come to realize just how much Draco had come to mean to him until he realized that his friend was falling for someone else.

It had made Blaise reexamine his life. His love life, to be more exact. He’d never thought much about his partners beyond the moment. Sex was fun, not a lifetime commitment. And people who let themselves be drawn in by the fallacy of love only ended up trapped. He’d seen it again and again with his mother’s husbands. They let her draw them in, and be trapped by her wiles and beauty, then paid for it. Not that he’d felt much sympathy for them. It was their own fault for being drawn in by her in the first place.

But seeing Harry and Draco falling for each other had brought something to life inside Blaise. It wasn’t jealousy. He’d never felt that feeling, either, since he didn’t see anyone as belonging to him in the first place. No, this ache went much deeper. What he’d felt was—alone. And he realized that he no longer wanted to be. That he wanted someone to look at him the way that Harry looked at Draco.

Unfortunately, this new longing had made him a bit too needy. When Lucius and Severus had approached him one evening, he had been overwhelmed and unable to stop himself from responding to their advances. He knew they already had each other, and though he’d not believed he could have them for long, he’d wanted. God, how he’d wanted.

Of course, things had blown up in his face before he was allowed more than a few weeks with them. Three weeks that had been everything he had never known he’d wanted. Severus and Lucius had seemed to fill every need he’d had. And then things had fallen apart. Draco had not been pleased in the first place, of course—his best friend with his father and his father’s lover? And then Blaise had made a truly colossal mistake—he’d told Draco why the two men appealed to him so—he was a submissive. When the fallout from that had cleared, Blaise had been more alone than ever. Because, for a few moments, he’d finally managed to let go—and had fallen head over heels for Severus. And he had been sure the man would never so much as look at him again.

The next few months had been awkward and difficult. Finally, Blaise had decided to separate himself from the temptation of even hoping they might someday accept him back by leaving England once more.

It had taken Draco and Harry’s wedding to get him to come back. Draco had changed a great deal over the months since Blaise had seen him. Happiness had helped a great deal, and after a long talk, the two friends had apologized several times over. Upon hearing that Blaise had still been unable to forget those three weeks, Draco had urged him to go to the Manor and talk to Lucius. He had even promised to owl his father and swear that he would step back and cause no further problem.

Building up the courage to face Lucius Malfoy once more was one of the hardest things Blaise had ever had to do. It had been Lucius’s fury over what he’d done that had convinced Blaise to leave them the first time. He was quite sure the man hated him. Still, he had nothing left to lose, right? And if Draco had written to him like he’d said… It had taken a week before he’d managed to convince himself to go. Facing Lucius had been both worse and better than he had expected. He had fallen for Severus the short time they had been together, but it had been Lucius who had been the steadying influence, and he found he had missed that as well.

Lucius had been cold, and Blaise could hardly blame him. He was protective of his family, and to him, Severus was as much family as Draco. The two had been lovers longer than he and Draco had been alive, after all. And whatever else might have happened, Blaise had hurt them both. It wasn’t something he expected Lucius to simply forgive.

But even then, there had been one thing they had agreed on. Severus was important to both of them. Blaise started there, hoping the other man would warm to him. Lucius had cut him off, though, and gotten straight to the point. After all, they both knew why Blaise had come there. How could he promise that the same would not happen again? And why should Lucius trust him at all?

It had been a question that had haunted him for the week leading up to Harry and Draco’s wedding. He spent most of his time not helping with wedding preparations in the room he was staying in at Grimmauld Place thinking, which had worried Draco, but there was no help for that. This was something he just needed to think through.

After the ceremony, Blaise waited until he could find a moment where Lucius was alone so he could speak to him. Once he did, the answer was simple. “You can’t.” Lucius’s gaze grew even colder at that, but Blaise pressed on. “I cannot promise what will come will be perfect or easy. As much as I want it to be. Or that I will not make mistakes. But I love him. I’ve never felt so much for anyone. Whatever it will take for you to allow it, I will do.” Then he waited for Lucius’s response much in the way a condemned man might wait for the preacher to ask for his last confession.

Lucius’s eyes had narrowed, and his response had been utterly simple. “Go into the Manor to my study and wait. I will give your apologies to Harry and Draco.”

Blaise knew that meant one of two things, and while he hoped for one, he dreaded the other. One would mean he had a chance. The other could very well mean his life. When it was Severus who stepped though the door, Blaise allowed himself to hope again. Perhaps this time, it would work.

The six months that followed had been awkward and difficult at first. Lucius refused to leave the two of them alone together, though he himself did not touch Blaise for many weeks. There was a long list of what Blaise was allowed, and what he was not, and he felt as though he were walking a tightrope at all times.

But finally things relaxed. At some point along the way, Lucius had finally accepted him once more, and one night, less than a month before, he and Severus approached Blaise with a request. The two men wished to formalize the relationship, and make Blaise truly theirs. Startled and pleased, Blaise had agreed immediately, and the three men had talked over the basic details. What the two men wished of him, and what, exactly, it was that Blaise wanted in return.

And tonight…tonight he would finally be truly theirs. Body, heart and soul. He’d worn a collar for them before, of course, but this…this was a step beyond that. It was everything he’d wanted since they’d first approached him.

First, though, Lucius had insisted he prove himself one last time. This weekend alone had been his idea. He was to wear a chastity device and a plug through the entire weekend, enchanted so that there would be no need to relieve himself. And he was to be entirely alone during that time, with only house elves as company when they came to deliver meals.

It had been difficult, and the first night had been spent tossing and turning, his hand automatically going to stroke himself many times, each time encountering the device that Lucius had placed upon him and causing him to recall why it was there. But tonight he would remove it, and the two of them would claim him—together. It had been something he’d experienced once before. Something that had only left him more empty afterwards, but with them…he’d known it would feel right. He’d requested it the first time they had been together, but they had not gotten to it before everything had fallen apart. And now, knowing that the plug within him had been growing all weekend so that he could accept them both, he could barely keep himself from squirming. If he had to wait much longer, though…

Just when he was beginning to be sure that they’d changed their minds and did not want him after all, there was a knock at the door. He pulled on the robe he’d chosen for the evening—a simple silk robe in a yellow-gold that closely matched his skin tone, then moved to open the door. An elf stood before him, calm as only a Malfoy house elf could be.

“Frimpy is to take Blaise-pet to the Masters. You come now.”

Blaise took a deep breath, then nodded. “I’m ready.” Over-ready, really, but the elf couldn’t care less, and that was a complaint that would hopefully be addressed shortly.

The elf turned and led the way from Blaise’s room. Blaise followed, trying to keep his breathing even and deep, and trying not to let the feeling of the devices around and inside him make him clumsy. He wanted to be graceful and beautiful for them tonight. He let his eyes drop to the floor. There had been two rules agreed upon for this night. Blaise was not to meet either man’s eyes until he was specifically requested to do so, and he was not to speak until a question was specifically asked of him. The failure to follow either rule could very well spell the end of the whole evening, and Blaise was desperate not to fail them this time.

They walked to the door of the room where Blaise met with the men when they played, and Frimpy knocked on the door, then disappeared with a crack. It seemed to take forever before the door was opened, and Lucius’s voice greeted him. “Come in, pet. I hope you’ve been good this weekend.” Blaise just nodded, then stepped forward as Lucius moved aside, and entered the room.

His cushion was in the middle of the floor, and Blaise moved to it and dropped to his knees, his head still bowed, his hands clasped behind his back. He heard Lucius move behind him, and the whisper of a spell, and shivered as his robe disappeared.

Then Lucius began speaking. “Severus and I have talked, and we agree to accept you as our pet on two conditions. If either is unacceptable to you, you must leave now and not return. The first is that you will be with no one but us from this moment forward. If you wish someone else, you will leave and not return, and no other chances will be given to you.” Blaise winced at the reference to his promiscuous past, but nodded to show he understood. “You are also not to speak of anything that goes on between us with anyone. If there is a problem, you must discuss it with us, not someone else. Agreed?” Blaise nodded again. He would do anything to stay with them.

“In return, we promise to take care of you and your needs, and provide anything you might need. But we cannot provide things we do not know you need, so you must speak with one of us. Even if it seems obvious to you. Are we clear?” Blaise nodded, wincing at the memory of miscommunication that had lost him their affections once before. They were right to be cautious.

Then Severus stepped forward, and though Blaise couldn’t see it, he knew he was holding his collar. “Look at me and tell us if those terms are acceptable.”

Blaise looked up to meet his eyes, his answer simple. “Yes.”

The collar slipped around his neck, and he had to bite back a moan. This time, it meant so much more. “You are ours,” Severus said, his lips curling into a smirk. One long-fingered hand threaded through his hair, and Blaise couldn’t help but squirm a bit. He felt as though he hadn’t been touched in months. “Was there something you needed, pet?” he asked, the smirk still firmly in place, as though he did not know exactly what it was that Blaise wanted.

However, he hadn’t been asked to speak, so all he could do was nod, and hope they took pity on him.

It was Lucius who took it upon himself to move things along. “Stand, Blaise. I want to make sure that you did not cheat this weekend.” The contraption binding his cock had been charmed so that any tampering would be immediately obvious. Blaise stood, still avoiding Lucius’s eyes, as he hadn’t yet been given permission, then bit his lip to keep from moaning as a hand moved over the metal surrounding his cock. After a moment, Lucius seemed pleased, and the hand moved away.

Then the same hand drew his chin up, and icy grey eyes met his. “You seem to have behaved.” The eyes softened. “Perhaps you have learned. I think it’s time you showed us.” With a smile, Lucius waved his wand, and Blaise could feel the device fall away. Lucius’s hand went to his shoulder, and he was guided to a structure against one wall that he was very familiar with after six months with these two men. It was a large wooden X with the Malfoy coat of arms at the centre, and each limb of the structure shaped like a body in varying stages of pain or ecstasy.

Blaise still didn’t much like being whipped, but he knew they enjoyed doing it to him, and afterwards they were always especially tender to him, which he always adored. He took a deep breath as Lucius began to fasten his arms and legs to it, knowing what would come next. He knew he was tensing, but he couldn’t help it. He had always hated pain and he knew without a doubt, that this would hurt.

A hand stroked down his back. “Relax, pet,” Severus whispered in his ear.

Blaise let Severus’s words wash over him, relaxing and calming him. He didn’t even realize that Lucius had moved away until he felt him return, and heard him hand Severus something. His hair was swept up and forward over his shoulder, and he tensed again, knowing the blow would come soon, and that there was nothing he could do about it.

However, if there was one thing Blaise had learned in the last few months, it was that there was nothing he could do to prepare for that first strike. There was a hard, fast lash across his shoulder. The sting spreading over his skin telling him Lucius was using a flogger on him, and it drew a gasp from him. It was followed quickly by a lash from the other side, a different tempo and momentum…they were going to whip him together. He whimpered, and tightened his hands on the bonds keeping him in place.

After that, the blows came fast, giving Blaise no time to recover between them. He shuddered between them, his back, arse and legs burning as the blows continued. His whimpers progressed to cries, then screams as they continued, seemingly unaffected by how he was reacting.

Then it was over. He was barely conscious of the hands releasing him from his bonds, only that they were there, and he wanted them closer. He curled into the body holding him and whimpered again.

“Such a good pet. Are you ready for your reward?” It was a rhetorical question, and had Blaise been more conscious, he would have known that, but in his current state, all he could think to do was nod.

Severus was leading him to the bed, then pulled him down so that he was straddling his hips, and pulled him into a kiss, which Blaise let himself drown in, moaning softly as they kissed. At some point, Severus had removed his clothes, and the feeling of their skin pressed together made Blaise want to kiss and suck, touch and taste. It was all so overwhelming.

He could hear Lucius moving behind them, then felt a hand settle on the small of his back. “Settle, pet. I need to remove the plug.” Blaise stilled immediately, his eyes shifting up to meet Severus’s gaze. He was smiling in the way he did only with those he truly cared for. An extremely small circle, and Blaise was pleased to be counted among them. He shifted enough to kiss him, then gasped against his lips as he felt the plug shift and shrink within him. It was pulled out, and left him feeling so empty. He had to bite his tongue not to beg, but his eyes likely spoke eloquently on his behalf to Severus, as the man pulled him into another kiss.

Fingers slipped inside him for a moment, and cool slickness filled him. Then there were hands on his hips, guiding him, and a cock sliding into him, and he arched and moaned as he was filled. But it wasn’t enough. Soon enough, he could feel Lucius’s fingers inside him once more, testing him, stretching him, slicking him up, and then a second cock began to push into him. Blaise grimaced at the burn. Even with the plug in him all weekend, it still hadn’t been quite enough, and he shivered against Severus as the two cocks pushed into him.

Hands stroked and petted him as he calmed. He wanted to tell them how amazing it felt, to be fully theirs, but even if he’d had control of his faculties at the moment, he wouldn’t have been allowed to speak. Instead, his body spoke for him, moving and shifting between them as they began to shift inside him. The two men kissed each other over his shoulder, then began to fuck him harder, Severus already tensing with each thrust, obviously trying to hold back as long as possible. Blaise looked up at him, wanting to see him as he let go.

Severus pulled Blaise into another kiss, his fingers tangling in his hair as he moaned and shuddered beneath him, pressing up into him as he came. Then Lucius’s fingers were in his hair, pulling back his head so that he could taste Blaise as well, thrusting faster now that Severus had come, biting harshly into the soft lips. His fingers moved around Blaise’s cock and stroked him harshly with each thrust. Soon Blaise shuddered, keening softly into his mouth as he came across Severus’s stomach and Lucius’s fingers. Then Lucius’s hand moved from Blaise’s cock to his hips, and with a few more thrusts, he groaned out his completion.

For a moment, they just huddled together, trying to regain their breath, then Lucius pulled away, drawing a hiss from Blaise, and Severus shifted so that Blaise was settled at his side. He began to stroke Blaise’s hair. “Beautiful pet. You will stay this time?” he asked, as Blaise felt a cleaning spell sweep over him. He nodded, meeting Severus’s eyes as Lucius settled on Severus’s other side, his arms going around Severus’s waist. “Good pet,” Severus said with a smile.

Blaise returned the smile, no longer feeling empty. He was wanted. They wanted him. And that was all he needed.

Mated ~ Snape/Lupin ~ Adult - Vampentine Re-post

2007-03-23T18:00:18Z

You may or may not have read this already over at hpvamp before the reveal. If you have, I apologize for you seeing it more than once. If you haven't, please enjoy!

Title: Mated
Gift For: willfully
Author: irana
Rating: Adult
Pairings: Snape/Lupin
Warnings: AU, Post-war, wall!sex, light bloodplay (because duh, vampire)
Summary: Severus is finally free and can acknowledge his true self, be with his family, and enjoy his life. The only thing left to do is claim his mate and he handles it like the Slytherin he is.
Disclaimer: JKR I am not.
Author's Notes: willfully I hope this meets with your approval. I can't write crack, and I'm still working on the angst angle, so I'm afraid this is light on the angst, but it does have substance and vamp!smut so hopefully that will make up for what it's missing. I tweaked canon a bit to fit this fic, but I'm sure you'll see why. 5,597 words.
Beta: Thanks for the speedy beta, doll! I appreciate it.

*~*~*

Crossposted & Linked to my journal

FIC: There's Something You Should Know 6 (Harry/Snape, NC17)

2007-03-13T00:40:49Z

Title: There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Six
Authors: dementordelta and cruisedirector
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: NC17
Warning: Schmoop!
Disclaimer: They're Jo's. We just play with them.
Summary: Snape learns to speak a bit of Parseltongue.
Notes: Last chapter! Previous chapters here.

( There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Six )

FIC: There's Something You Should Know 5 (Harry/Snape, NC17)

2007-03-06T23:07:57Z

Title: There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Five
Authors: dementordelta and cruisedirector
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: They're Jo's. We just play with them.
Warning: Mentions of underage fantasies.
Summary: Harry tries to reconcile his past and his present.
Notes: Likely the second-to-last chapter. Previous chapters here.

( There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Five )

FIC: There's Something You Should Know 4 (Harry/Snape, NC17)

2007-02-20T01:07:02Z

Title: There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Four
Authors: dementordelta and cruisedirector
Pairing: Harry/Snape
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: They're Jo's. We just play with them.
Warning: Sex. Schmoop. The usual.
Summary: Snape wonders if this is too good to be true.
Notes: Previous chapters here.

( There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Four )

Fic: Things We Need - Severus/Regulus/Remus - NC-17

2007-02-06T19:33:40Z

Title: Things We Need
Author: elfflame
Characters: Severus/Regulus/Remus
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: anal play, threesome
Kinks chosen: Frottage, Sex Magic, threesome
Word Count: 3625
Summary: Severus wants Remus’s help regaining something he never really had.
Author's notes: for scribbulus_ink for daily_deviant's Kinky Christmas challenge. I've been rather distracted of late, so I haven't yet posted this places other than my own journal and D_D. I hope people will like it.
McKay’s request:
Pairing(s): Severus/Remus/Regulus
I wish for the following kinks: rimming, frottage, threesome,
I'd prefer to see: any
I would rather not see: scat, necro, blood play, breath play, water sports, death
Prompt: Severus wants to bring Regulus back; Remus helps, and they have to tie him to the mortal world by carnal means.

“Don’t even think about mentioning it, Severus,” Remus growled when he saw the look on the other man’s face. All they’d done since Severus had found the book was fight.

Since the end of the war, the two men had come to terms. All their old friends and cohorts had died, and the younger generation had no real need for them aside from their skills as teachers, what with sorting out the ruins of the Wizarding world and pairing off to have a new generation. So they’d found themselves teaching together once more, and what had once been animosity had faded into apathy, then friendly camaraderie, and then into something more. It hadn’t been a romance by any stretch of the imagination, but it was comfortable.

Their growing friendliness had made it easier to make do in a world where each of them felt more alone than ever. But now, since finding this book, Severus wanted to change the rules. With it, he had explained to Remus that he was sure he could bring Regulus back. Severus’s obsession over the younger Black brother was something the two men had discussed at length, but never had Remus considered that he might lose him to a dead man.

Unfortunately, the same was not true of Sirius. The spell required some sort of earthly remains. That left Sirius right out, as Grimmauld Place had been cleaned of all its possessions and sold. There simply was nothing left.

It was more than Remus could bear to think about. After all, if Severus had Regulus to be with, where would that leave him? So he had point-blank refused. Severus had not been pleased. Apparently, the spell required two to retrieve the lost soul, and he had assumed that Remus would be as accommodating as always.

The first time they had “discussed” it, they had actually come to blows. After that, Severus had been more subtle in his attempts: bribery, cajoling and logic; even flat-out pleading. All had failed. Severus’s attempts had fallen on deaf ears, and Remus didn’t see himself budging any time soon. So any time he thought Severus was about to bring up the subject, he did his best to cut him off. Like now.

Severus looked at him mulishly. “You have no idea what I was about to say, Lupin. Perhaps I was simply going to suggest that we take lunch together this afternoon.”

“And were you?” Remus asked, an eyebrow raised.

Even before Severus answered, the scowl on his face told Remus the answer. “No.”

“There is just one thing I don’t understand in all this, Severus. If it were Sirius this spell could bring back, you would never have agreed, would you? So why is it you expect the same from me?”

There was a long moment of sullen silence before Severus answered. “This is different, Lupin. You know that. I never felt anything but contempt for the elder Black brother, while you and Regulus…” Severus let the sentence dangle, and Remus couldn’t quite keep the astonishment from his face.

“You…know about…” He’d never told Severus because he had not been as attached to Regulus as he’d later become to Sirius, and he knew just how Severus felt about the younger of the Black brothers. He hadn’t wanted to cause an argument.

“We might not have been lovers, Lupin, but we were still friends. Of course I knew. I saw it on his face every time you passed by with his brother and Potter.”

Remus drew in a deep breath. “It still changes nothing, Severus. You’ll have Regulus, and…”

“It does. He is free to chose who he wishes after, as far as I am concerned. I only wish the chance to…convince him to choose me.” He let out a soft snort. “Though it is far more likely that he will choose you; he always was fascinated by you. Likely he will take one look at you and not even see me,” he said sourly.

“Then why…?”

“Because I must.” It was the most emotion Remus had ever heard from the man, and he wished he could do something, anything to reassure him.

But there was only one thing he could do. “Fine. I’ll do it. When?”

He’d never seen Severus looking more hopeful in the near-fifty years he’d known the other man. “Let me prepare things. I should be ready by this weekend.”

“So quickly?” Remus asked, alarmed.

“Believe me, if I could, I would have things ready this evening. I will see you soon, Lupin.” And with that, Severus swept from the room, obviously already planning everything he would need to accomplish in the coming days.

On Friday evening, after a full week with only minimal contact between the two of them, one of the school owls appeared at Remus’s window. The note was simple, written in a spiky, slanted script that Remus recognized as Severus’s.

Tomorrow. After curfew. My rooms.

There was no signature, but it was unnecessary. He knew what it meant. Tomorrow, they would try to resurrect the brother of his long-dead lover. Tomorrow everything would change.

Remus wasn’t able to sleep that night. Every time he fell into a doze, the image of Sirius scowling down at him, or of Regulus clinging to him as Severus turned his back to them filled his mind, and he shook awake once more. He didn’t want to do this. Things were fine as they were. At least, he thought so. Why did they have to upset things this way?

He hadn’t even left his rooms that day, worried that he’d run screaming from the castle if he had the chance. He only began to get ready an hour before curfew. He wanted to look his best if this worked, after all. Not that he wanted it to, but still… By the time came to go down to Severus’s rooms, he’d worked himself into a frenzy. It was all he could do to force himself to leave his own rooms and make his way down to the dungeons.

When Severus opened the door, he took in Remus’s outfit with a snort. He’d prepared himself carefully, and worn his best robe, but obviously that wasn’t what had been expected. “We are hardly going on a night out, Lupin.” Severus ushered him in, and Remus was astonished to see that the man was wearing nothing more than a simple night robe.

Remus couldn’t help but blink at that. What sort of spell was this, anyway? Perhaps he should have asked to read the spell before he’d agreed. “You weren’t exactly explicit about what we’d be doing to bring him back, Severus.”

Severus’s face closed off even more than usual at that comment, and Remus couldn’t help but prod further. “Should I be worried? Are we about to abduct him from the Black vault?”

“Hardly. In here.” He lead Remus into his bedroom, which only made him even more apprehensive as to what they would be doing, and Remus saw the bed had been set up the way Severus liked when they had a long weekend planned. The sheets were the Egyptian cotton he’d probably gotten from Lucius many years before, the coverlet pulled to the foot of the bed for comfort once they were done. But there was a difference as well—shimmering in the air, there were visible wards enclosing the bed.

“Severus…what sort of spell is this?”

Severus simply didn’t have the sort of skin that colored easily. Which meant that the flush spreading across his cheeks as he turned away was a rather alarming sign to Remus. “Magocoitus.” It was more a mumble than anything else, but Remus caught it. It took him a few moments to interpret the words, though.

“Sex magic?” he asked, horrified.

“Would you rather I tried necromancy, Lupin?” Severus growled in response.

“And what role will I be filling in this little scenario, Severus? Sex magic rarely requires more than two.”

At that, Severus whirled on him. “And without you, there would only be one, Lupin. Do you understand? Without you, I cannot get to him.”

And that was the problem really. With him, Severus would retrieve Regulus, and Remus would be left alone, and without him, Severus would never be happy. His shoulders sagged. “Tell me what I will need to do, Severus.”

He could see the other man relax minutely at that. “Undress and move to the bed. I have one last thing to retrieve.” Severus left the room, and Remus began to remove his robe, feeling more awkward than the first time he’d woken in Severus’s rooms. This couldn’t possibly end well, but for his friend’s peace of mind, he had to try. When Severus returned, he was undressed and sitting rather stiffly on the bed, shooting wary glances at the wards that Severus had obviously spent all week casting.

“Good,” he said. “Here. Start massaging this into your skin. Get it everywhere.” Before Remus could ask what was in the jar he’d shoved at him, Severus had turned away, and was removing his robe. Remus couldn’t quite hold back the thrill of lust that shot through him at seeing Severus’s naked flesh, even through his nervous state.

He looked away to distract himself, twisting off the lid and dipping his fingers into the cool substance inside. It was softly spicy, and Remus hoped that there wasn’t anything too horrific in it, as he began to smooth it over his chest. Long, slender fingers closed around the jar, and then Severus was next to him. “We do not have all night, Lupin. The spell itself must reach climax before midnight.” His fingers joined Remus’s in smoothing the substance on his body.

“Climax?” Remus asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Not literally. One of us, whichever is better able to pull him back, must have made it to the spiritual plain to find him by then.”

“And you think that will be me?”

Severus was focusing on rubbing the substance into Remus’s thigh. “I have already put the substance on myself.”

“Right,” Remus said. He wasn’t so sure he believed that, but he wasn’t going to press at the moment.

It was only moments before Severus declared that Remus was “Ready enough” and took the jar from his hands, setting it on the bedside table. Remus watched him, curious what would happen now. The sight of Severus’s body, and the feel of those hands had been more than enough to arouse, but this wasn’t their usual Saturday evening together. He simply had no idea what to expect now.

There was a soft chuckle from Severus. “It is not as though I am about to torture you, Lupin. Lie back. I will begin the spell as soon as I feel we are both…open to the possibilities.”

Unable to come up with a response, Remus just nodded, then lay back, looking up at Severus. He hadn’t felt quite this awkward about sex since he’d been a teenager, being seduced by his best friend and wondering what his reaction would be when he found out who he’d been seeing. Unfortunately, Sirius had thought Remus had been with someone else, and the punishment he’d come up with had only ended less than disastrously because of James. He’d never bothered to explain himself to Sirius after that. He found he couldn’t even feel too guilty after that, though he had eventually forgiven Sirius his “retaliation.” In a way, thinking of that only made what was going to happen now feel more awkward.

Still, it was easy enough to respond when Severus moved over him and began to kiss him, his hands still moving over his body. Whatever else one might say about Severus Snape, he was an excellent lover. Enough to make one forget that the world might be coming to an end, were it to do so. Remus could tell he had decided that that was the best way to get what he wanted tonight was to do just that. He seemed to be putting a bit of extra effort into making Remus writhe for him in a way no one else had ever managed.

He didn’t even notice when Severus began to chant. It was just there suddenly, the dark, rich incomprehensible words wrapping around them, pulling at him as Severus’s fingers pressed into him, and pulling a groan from him. He worked his lips down that enticing neck, sucking on a spot that he knew made the man melt, but the fingers and the voice faltered not at all. Then he felt something pull at him, and he felt himself…open…for lack of a better term, in a way he never had before.

He was still in the bed with Severus, but he was also elsewhere. The sound of Severus’s chanting voice and the feel of his skin kept him anchored to the real world. He looked around himself, astonished. He’d never seen anything quite like it. It wasn’t the way he’d always pictured “heaven,” with angels and harps and fluffy clouds, but almost dream-like. Every movement seemed more fluid than he remembered. And there, just a few feet away…

“Regulus.” The dark head lifted from a large book, and grey eyes focused on him.

“Can I help…” The grey eyes widened in astonishment. “Remus? But…”

Remus didn’t give him time to finish the sentence. “I don’t know how he’s managed it, but it’s worked. Come back with me. Please?” Suddenly, this was no longer just for Severus. He’d missed this face. Not just Sirius’s. Regulus had always been more fine-boned than his elder brother. And he’d always been more sedate, more controlled as well. He’d missed that difference. He’d missed Regulus. He just hadn’t realized it until this very moment. “Be with us.” He held out his hand.

Regulus blinked at him for a moment, confused, then his face went blank for a moment. When he focused on Remus once more, he smiled. “He is clever, isn’t he?” He took the hand. “Yes. I’ll come. I want to see the world now that it has been saved.”

Remus helped him to his feet, then drew him into a kiss. He didn’t know why he knew what to do. He just did. “Hold on to me,” he said softly.

Regulus nodded, his arms going tightly around Remus’s waist. “Take me home.”

No thought was required. Within moments, Remus was stretched out on Severus’s bed once more, but this time, it was not just Severus with him on the bed. Regulus was stretched out atop him, entirely nude. Remus couldn’t quite remember if he’d been wearing clothes when he’d first seen him, but he couldn’t really think, what with Severus’s dark voice wrapped around them, and the pleasantly heavy weight of Regulus weighing him down and slick lips pressed against his own.

Severus’s fingers were still driving him mad, but Regulus’s mouth was keeping him too distracted now to complain, and his hands moved down the surprisingly still-familiar body, seeking out all the spots he recalled that drove the other man wild.

Soon Regulus was grinding against him, and he broke away from their kiss with a moan as their cocks pressed together, hot and heavy with need. He felt the younger man shift above him with a gasp, and the movement of his hips stilled for a moment. He looked over his shoulder to see Severus behind Regulus. He was still chanting, his eyes burning with need and his shoulders moving as his fingers moved inside Remus. It was obvious he had begun to finger Regulus as well from the way the younger man began to grind even more desperately against him.

Something was building within Remus. He didn’t know what it was, but he knew time was running short. Apparently Severus could feel it as well, for he shifted to his knees between their legs, his fingers pulled from both of them and drawing two simultaneous groans, but then Regulus was kissing him and rubbing into him again, and the need to be filled was gone, lost in a wash of new sensation and need.

Severus was leaning over Regulus’s back, and though Remus couldn’t feel it, he knew Severus was pressing inside him. The younger man was shivering, and Remus held him close, gentling him through the pain of the physical, something that had likely been long forgotten. Once inside him, Severus stilled, and Remus could hear that his voice was growing hoarse, now. Whatever it was they were building, it needed to finish, and it needed to finish soon. Remus’s hand moved between his own body and Regulus’s, taking their cocks in his grasp and began to stroke. He was on fire. They were on fire, the heat of their cocks burning into his palm. Regulus began moving against him, and Severus began to move as well, the three of them groaning in unison.

Regulus, unused to the physical world after so long, was the first to succumb. He shuddered against Remus with a sharp cry, his hands clutching at Remus’s shoulders. The heat of his climax was enough to draw Remus over the edge as well, and he too cried out, his head falling back, his hips pressing up against Regulus’s. Even through the tremors of his climax, he could feel Regulus’s hips being pressed down against his as Severus continued to thrust. It was another moment before his words reached a ringing crescendo, then his body stiffened as his words died away, and he slumped against Regulus’s back. All the wind was driven from Remus at that, and he groaned, gasping for breath.

After a moment, Severus pulled gently away, and reached for something at the side of the bed, handing them each a damp cloth, before turning to look at Regulus. Remus watched him as he wiped himself down, wondering what was going through the other man’s head.

It was Regulus who spoke first, though. “Remus…what is…that?” Remus looked down at where the other man was pointing, and saw a small mark on his chest. It was too even and regular to be a speck of dirt, but he found himself rubbing at it for a moment before shaking his head.

“I don’t know.” He tilted his head as he looked at the other man, realizing that Regulus had a similar mark, and turned to Severus, an eyebrow raised. “Severus?” But Severus was still paying no attention to him. He’d thought the man just distracted because of what they had just done, but now… “What have you done?”

“I am uncertain what you mean, Lupin,” he responded stiffly. “Surely you understood the purpose of this exercise…and that it seems to have succeeded?”

“I understood the purpose, Severus, but I somehow get the feeling you might have left something out.” Severus was definitely avoiding his eyes now, Remus was sure of it. “What are these marks?” And now that he looked, he realized that Severus had a mark as well. Whatever they were, it obviously had something to do with the spell Severus had cast.

“I have no idea what you mean, Lupin.” Severus tried to slip from the bed, but Regulus caught his arm.

“If you don’t tell him, Severus, I will.”

Severus turned to glower at him. “You seemed as surprised by the mark as he. What makes you think I know anything?”

“Because you are avoiding the subject, Severus,” Remus responded quietly. Whatever it was, it had Severus very worried, and Remus couldn’t quite understand why.

“I answered your question.”

With a sigh, Remus began to rub at his temples to ward off a headache. “No, you quite distinctly avoided it. Now, had you said something like, ‘I don’t know,’ I might have believed you. But you didn’t. Either tell me, or Regulus will, but I will find out.”

Severus grimaced, then glowered at Regulus. “He doesn’t know.”

“You forget where I was, Severus. Knowing works differently there. It’s fading, but I still recall what you were doing. The question is, why are you afraid to tell him?”

“That is—”

Regulus grinned as he interrupted him. “None of my business? Wrong. You made it my business when you decided to do this, Severus.”

Whatever was going on confused Remus to no end. Surely the reason they’d done all this was to bring Regulus back. Wasn’t it? “Severus?” The man was still refusing to meet his eyes. “What is he talking about?”

Dark eyes finally met his, Severus’s lips pulled back in a grimace. “I did not think you would ever agree if it meant you might end up…” His eyes shot to Regulus, then back to Remus. “…Bound to me.”

Bound? “What?” He had to have misheard, right?

But Regulus was shaking his head. “Severus…” he said, warningly.

“It’s true,” Severus snarled at him.

“But not the whole truth, is it? Just like you never bothered to try when you had the chance with me before. How do you think this will end if you can’t tell him?”

“Tell me what? Severus?”

With a huff, and a last glower at Regulus, Severus turned fully to Remus. “The bond only happens when there is feeling on both sides.” There was a long pause, and Remus thought he was going to stop there, but then Regulus cleared his throat, and he continued. “I thought this way at least one of us could be happy. I did not know…how attached you had grown.”

It wasn’t something Remus could grasp all at once, but he did his best. “So…the three of us are…bonded to each other?”

Severus snorted, and Remus knew he’d obviously missed the obvious. It was Regulus who answered, though. “In the simplest terms, yes. If you’re willing.”

“I have a choice?” It was confusing, and yet Remus couldn’t keep himself from hoping.

“There is no compulsion to it,” Severus answered. “If you do not wish it, the connection will fade. In time.”

Regulus leaned forward and took Remus’s hand. “But you do, don’t you?” he asked. Regulus had always been as idealistic as his brother. Just about different beliefs.

Remus looked from Severus to Regulus, then back again before answering. “I do. Or I would never have agreed, Severus.”

The rigid features softened, and a long-fingered hand covered his and Regulus’s. None of it had been expected, but together, maybe the three of them could be happy.

looking for a fic

2007-01-31T22:42:55Z

hi, i'm looking for a fic called "Queen's Nights, or Who You Will" based on Twelfth Night by Shakespeare, by Mulberry Fields, and can't seem to find it. the reference if from a few years ago, so i don't know if it's accurate or still extant, but if anyone could help me out, i'd really appreciate it.

thanks!

FIC: There's Something You Should Know 3 (Harry/Snape, NC17)

2007-01-19T00:57:24Z

Title: There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Three
Authors: dementordelta and cruisedirector
Rating: NC17
Disclaimer: They're Jo's. We just play with them.
Warning: Men enjoying each other. Naked.
Summary: Harry can't figure out why Severus seems so uneasy.
Notes: Notes: Previous chapters here. Not beta read, incomplete.

( There's Something You Should Know, Chapter Three )