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defectivevillain · 3 months

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scar-crossed lovers

pairing: Severus Snape/Reader (can be platonic or romantic)

summary: “This really isn’t necessary,” you feel the need to say, once you realize that Severus is going to apply the burn paste for you. “I’m perfectly capable-” You break off at the cynical expression on his face, which suggests exactly how incapable he thinks you are.

word count: 2.7k | ao3 version

this work is technically in a series, so feel free to read the other parts and then come back :3

warnings: first-degree burns

Potions was one of your least favorite subjects as a Hogwarts student. You weren’t necessarily bad at brewing, but you weren’t quite skilled at it either. The pressure to follow precise instructions coupled with the subsequent risk of injury that came with errors made it a hard class for you to enjoy. You didn’t have enough confidence in your abilities to proceed through Potions with conviction, and that showed through in your classwork. You often brewed the Potions correctly, but it took you twice as long as it took your classmates.

Thankfully, your Potions days are long behind you. You’re the Ancient Runes professor at Hogwarts and acting Head of Hufflepuff House—and neither of those roles require an extensive knowledge of Potions. You’re more than content to leave the art of Potions to Severus Snape, the current Potions Master and Head of Slytherin House. You’re secretly relieved that you left Potions back in your school years. You’d much rather continue practicing and researching the subject you’re skilled at—Ancient Runes—than meddle with Potions.

The universe seems dead-set on spiting you, however, because you soon find yourself in a rather uncomfortable position. Minerva is regarding you with an expectant gaze, evidently waiting for you to respond to her statement. You have to put a conscious effort towards remembering what she’s requested of you.

Severus will be away for the next few school days, in order to attend an international Potions conference. Since the Potions Master will be absent, the castle will need a substitute to stand in his place. You’re not exactly surprised that Minerva is asking you to fill in for Severus—you teach an elective course for upper-years, which means that you have less classes to teach than your colleagues. You have enough time in your schedule to fill in for Severus. The thought of returning to the dungeons for Potions isn’t quite savory, but you know you’ll manage. Besides, you’ll be the professor, not the student. You won’t actually have to brew anything; instead, you’ll be supervising the students’ creations.

“I can do it,” you tell Minerva. The Transfiguration professor thanks you and the tension seems to leave her shoulders. For the rest of your meeting, the two of you review the lesson plans Severus left and discuss any potential obstacles. You leave feeling both nervous and excited.

To your surprise, however, your Potions classes proceed rather well. The first day flies by without incident and you find yourself feeling strangely validated. You had anticipated there to be a struggle with maintaining your authority, especially with the younger classes of students whom you haven’t gotten to know yet. However, everything went rather smoothly. There were a few hiccups here and there, but you managed to handle them well. Perhaps this won’t be so bad after all.

Of course, the moment you begin to relax, something goes wrong. In hindsight, perhaps you should’ve expected mishaps from the second year Slytherins and Gryffindors—the two Houses usually don’t get along well, and the students are fairly young. But, you don’t have a choice in the matter—you have to supervise them, since Severus is absent. Safe to say, within a few moments of starting class, you’re developing a headache.

The class is currently learning how to brew Strengthening Solution. You copy the recipe from the textbook onto the board with large handwriting and provide a few general tips, before allowing the students to pair up and begin brewing. By the end of the period, each pair should present a Strengthening Solution for grading.

Strengthening Solution is far from a difficult brew, but you still spot a few pairs having trouble. You eventually decide to pace around the classroom in circles, keeping your eyes peeled for raised hands or confused looks. Malfoy is doing well—unsurprising, considering that he’s apparently one of the top of the class. The same goes for Granger. Zabini and Nott seem to know what they’re doing. Weasley seems torn between attempting to slice his ingredients and cheating off of Granger. There aren’t any noticeable fights brewing amongst the students, which is a plus. Malfoy and Potter have a rather bitter rivalry, from what you’ve heard.

Someone is trying to get your attention, though. You break away from your thoughts and walk over to the student, who is raising their hand diligently. “What’s the next ingredient?” A boy you recognize to be Neville Longbottom asks. You peek down into his cauldron, frowning when you notice it’s the wrong color.

“What have you done so far?” You ask him. Longbottom recounts the steps he’s taken and you manage to find where he left off. “Salamander blood is next, Mr. Longbottom,” you answer him. Longbottom exchanges a worried look with Finnigan, his lab partner. Dread coils in your chest. The two of them look scared.

“Salamander?” Longbottom asks, his eyes wide.

“Yes,” you respond. The shocked look on Longbottom’s face does not inspire confidence. You grimace and take another sidelong glance at the cauldron, surprised to find that the color has since changed. Just what did Longbottom put in the concoction?

You don’t have time to find out, as the cauldron bubbles ominously. Within the blink of an eye, the cauldron is spitting boiling hot liquid everywhere. You quickly shove Longbottom to the side and turn to conjure a shield. Your arm is prickling and aching, but you ignore the sensation and focus on containing the potion’s unexpected eruption. Thankfully, you manage to prevent any harm to the other students—which is most important. A nullifying spell calms the bubbling potion back down, and you quickly send Longbottom to the infirmary before instructing the class to finish brewing and turn in what they have. Despite the mishaps with Longbottom’s brewing, the majority of the class seems to have finished the Strengthening Solution unimpeded. Once the students are dismissed, you turn your attention to the now-melted cauldron and try your best to repair it. After a few minutes of concentration, you manage to somewhat restore it. At the very least, it’s functional. Longbottom will just have to deal with it.

You finish cleaning the table up, before wiping the sweat from your brow and taking a deep breath. That was a close call—your heart is still racing. There’s no telling what would have happened if you hadn’t contained the potion in time. Thank Merlin for small mercies, you suppose.

It takes several moments for your adrenaline to fade away, and the feeling is then replaced with a strange prickling along your forearm. You frown and pull up your shirt sleeve, hissing as it rubs against your chafed and burnt skin. It seems not everyone escaped unscathed. Truthfully, though, you’re glad you’re the one injured—and not any of the students (aside from Longbottom, who is likely being chewed out by Madam Pomfrey right now).

You know a few minor healing spells, but they hardly do anything to get rid of the harsh burn that seems to tear its way up your arm. You don’t really want to go to the infirmary—you know Poppy would have no qualms about telling you exactly how reckless and foolish you were. You suppose you could raid Severus’s Potions stash… but you don’t have a death wish. Severus is very possessive of his Potions, and you know he’d flip once he returned and noticed that something was missing. You inhale slowly and take a moment to process everything that just happened.

Your brief reprieve doesn’t last very long, as a student enters the classroom and breaks you out of your thoughts. You cast a minor pain relief spell and quickly roll your shirt sleeve back down. Before long, you’re too busy greeting the next class of students to pay much attention to your injury.

Thankfully, your remaining lessons are uneventful. It isn’t until your final class is over and you start to walk to the dining hall that you remember the burn itching at your skin. The pain nullification spell has worn off and you cast another, idly hoping that it’ll somehow get rid of the burn entirely. You don’t really have the luxury to devote time to your wound—you need to finalize your lesson plans for the coming week and grade some essays that the fifth-years turned in. You spend dinner lost in thought, planning out how you’re going to spend the rest of your day.

It’s really a shame that your plan falls into obscurity the moment you leave the Great Hall. You can’t be more than a few steps down the hall before you feel a presence at your side. You chance a sidelong glance at your newfound companion, relaxing when you realize it’s Severus.

“Hey, Severus,” you greet him, unable to stop the small smile that works its way onto your face. You’re happy to see him. Severus nods and begins to walk at your side. You’re heading back to your office, and you suppose he is going to be returning to his office too. “Glad you’re back. How was the conference?”

The Potions professor huffs. “There was a veritable mix of bright minds and complete fools,” he remarks with a dark glare pointed ahead. You have to stifle your amusement at the gesture. Severus doesn’t seem keen to elaborate further on the sentiment.

“That sounds about right,” you hum, recalling what you’ve heard about the conference in passing. “Your classes did pretty well. Only one cauldron blew up.” Severus lets out a long-suffering sigh, evidently thinking about all the cauldrons that will blow up across the duration of the school year. You can’t help but smile at his exasperation. Admittedly, you share some of it too—especially since the incident yesterday.

“Thank you for watching over my classes,” Severus says, apropos of nothing. There’s no hint of anything other than sincerity in his voice. You raise an eyebrow at the realization. His lips quirk up ever so slightly and, Merlin, is that a smile? He surprises you even more by placing a hand on your forearm. Ordinarily, you’d appreciate the friendly gesture, but his grip falls right on your untreated burn and you have to wince. Immediately, his eyes are squinted in suspicion. You try to tug your arm back, but his grip is tight on your wrist—thankfully, away from the burn. The professor’s infamous scowl returns. “What did you do?”

You resolutely keep your mouth shut. Unfortunately, Severus isn’t the least bit discouraged. Instead, he grabs your sleeve and delicately rolls it up. The marred skin on your forearm is revealed and Severus shakes his head in irritated disbelief.

“To be fair, I didn’t do anything,” you feel the need to establish. Severus pinches the bridge of his nose. You decide to continue speaking, even though his expression is quickly turning from annoyed to fuming. “Remember the cauldron I mentioned? Yes, well… Mr. Longbottom had a bit of an accident.”

Severus’s grip on your wrist becomes bruising and you hiss. He removes his hand, but the indignant expression on his face doesn’t fade. His fists are clenched at his sides and his scowl is the angriest you’ve seen. It looks as if he’s moments away from stalking over to the Gryffindor Common Room and taking points from the Longbottom boy.

“Severus,” you chide him. You’ve been meaning to talk to him about his treatment of Neville Longbottom. The Gryffindor is absolutely terrified of the Potions professor. Now that you’re on the topic, you might as well mention it. “Actually-” The rest of the words disintegrate on your tongue, as you catch the murderous expression on the professor’s face. He glares at you and you fall silent. Now might not be the best time, you realize.

Severus starts to walk away. He doesn’t offer a single word of explanation, but you follow after him because it seems like the right thing to do. A few moments later, you find yourself standing in front of his Potions stores. Severus lets out a long suffering sigh and climbs the ladder to the top shelf with practiced ease, grabbing Burn-Healing Paste and another vial before shouldering past you in the doorway. You take a step back and watch him lock the space, before following him into his office. It takes you a few moments to realize why he hasn’t dismissed you yet.

“This really isn’t necessary,” you feel the need to say, once you realize that Severus is going to apply the paste for you. “I’m perfectly capable-” You break off at the cynical expression on his face, which suggests exactly how incapable he thinks you are. Severus silently takes a few steps forward, leaving you to hesitantly backpedal until you’re forced to lean back against his desk. He makes quick work of rolling up your sleeve; you’re not given even a word of warning before the paste is being deposited onto your arm. You manage to keep quiet, despite the sudden shock. The paste is weirdly cold, and it almost immediately soaks into your skin. You stare down at it in fascination.

“Thank you, Severus-” You move to get up, only for your colleague to push you back with a firm hand. You let your free hand fall to the desk behind you, feeling a sudden urge to brace yourself. Severus doesn’t seem to pay you any mind, as his gaze is honed in on your forearm. He procures the vial from earlier and picks up the pipette to place the amber liquid on your skin. At your questioning gaze, Severus explains.

“Anti-scarring solution.”

“Severus, I don’t care if it scars,” You try to say.

“Merlin forbid you mar your flawless skin,” Severus interjects, complete with a scoff and an intense eye-roll. The wording sounds a little familiar, but it takes you a moment to place it. Once you realize that he’s repeating something Lockhart said to you a few days ago— “You have such flawless skin!” —you can’t help but choke on a quiet laugh.

“He’s rather friendly, isn’t he?” You muse aloud. Severus visibly stiffens at that, for some reason. Tension suddenly settles in the air, heavy and palpable amidst the quiet of his office. You can’t help but feel as if you’ve just done something wrong—you’re just not sure what it is.

“More than friendly,” Severus states mildly. You want to ask him about the unreadable expression on his face (and the inexplicable glimmer in his eyes), but he places a healthy amount of salve on your arm and you flinch at the stinging sensation it creates. Lockhart had touched your forearm there, too. Whilst his touch incited disgust and discomfort within you, Severus’s touch makes your heart race.

“Okay, thank you-” You try to escape again, feeling a bit flustered by the intense gaze he has pointed at you. The Potions professor doesn’t respond verbally, instead leveling you with such a malicious glare that any more objections fall to dust in your mouth. Severus returns his attention to your forearm, a roll of bandages in one hand as the other hand gently extends your arm. A shiver rolls down your spine. Time drags on like a viscous sludge, and you’re a prisoner to its whims. All you can hear is Severus’s calm, measured breaths; all you see is the careful manner with which he handles you, as if you’re made of glass.

“Thank you, Severus.” You breathe once the bandages are secured around your forearm. You swear you feel his hands linger for the briefest of moments, but you put it down to your imagination. At a loss for words, you end up bidding him a good night and retreating to your own office. Even as you try to immerse yourself in grading your class’s essays, the weight of Severus’s touch and the pressure of his gaze refuses to leave your mind’s eye. You fall asleep that night with your arm prickling, both from the salve and from Severus’s attentive, careful grasp earlier.

The next day, you’re set free from your supervisory duties. While the few days you spent as Potions professor were enjoyable, you’re very relieved they’re over. You’d much rather devote attention to Ancient Runes—a subject you feel you’re more qualified to teach. It’s also nice to have your free periods back. You take the chance to study up on some recent scholarship and walk about the castle, taking in the fresh air that the spring brings.

Unbeknownst to you, during Potions class with the second-years, Gryffindor House loses a hundred points. When you hear the news at dinner, you can’t help but laugh. You then glance at Severus, unsurprised to find a vindictive smirk tugging at his lips.

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wowowobsessed · 4 months

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Dearest Divination

Hope you guys are enjoying this so far :)) let me know if you have any questions or comments!!

✧ ~ Chapter 2 ~ ✧

Morning came, and way too soon in your opinion.

You’d forgotten all about Dumbledores letter, until you got up for breakfast at least. You looked over it once more with a sigh. What else was there really for you to do? You read over the contact, and the pay, neither of which were bad.

Pulling out a pen, as you’d become used to using this muggle contraption, you wrote back to Dumbledore using your neatest handwriting. You were both adults now, yes, but that didn’t change the fact that still saw him as a higher up, which would continue given the fact that he’d now be your boss.

After sending off your letter you began to get ready for the day, as well as think back on your years at Hogwarts. It had been over a decade since your last year there, and the fond memories that came with all your time spent in the worn down castle. You missed the smell of your houses common area, and the smell of the old books that existed within the library.

You laughed to yourself remembering the pranks that you and your friends would pull, and the twinkle in Dumbledores eyes as he would reprimand all of you after a particularly fun prank.

You chose to dress in a comfortable outfit, and walked to the bakery just a few blocks away from your flat.

You decided to buy yourself quite a few sweet treats, considering the fact that you had recently had both wonderful and terrible news come into your life. Quite the eventful Tuesday if you did say so yourself.

Walking out of the bakery, you ran into a regular customer of yours, Anette. She was an older woman, a widow who was looking for love again after having lost her husband years prior. “Y/n dearest, is that you?” She asked in shock. “Hello Anette, it is. How’ve you been doing?” “I’ve been great darling, excellent! The ‘love potion’ you gave me worked wonders, I have a date with Jerald this Friday night!” Jerald hadn’t been given a love potion at all, for you weren’t stupid enough to give a muggle a potion.

You had simply made those who came near Anette a bit more courageous for 24 hours. Jerald did of course already like her, he just needed a little push.

“I’m glad to hear that Anette.” You replied with a smile. You had a bit more of a back and forth about how she was doing with Jerald before she bid you farewell. You smiled to yourself as you walked back to your flat. You didn’t regret having had your practice, if the people you talked to and helped were being made happy then you were happy, Anette was proof that you had done some good in the world.

Entering your flat you realized that once again, you had locked out Odin. Grabbing some extra treats for him, you opened the window. He pushed in angrily once again, but calmed down once he realized that you had extra treats for him.

Taking the letter from his beak, you realized it was a reply from Dumbledore. This letter was much shorter however.

“Dear Mr. y/n l/n,

I’m very glad to hear that you’ll be joining our staff. Please arrive to Hogwarts in two weeks time, so you can refamiliarize yourself with the castle, and start to build some bonds with your former teachers, now colleagues.

Best wishes,

Albus Dumbledore”

Two weeks, huh?

Guess you better start packing up your flat. Because when looking back at everything you owned, you’d definitely need those two weeks to pack.

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meowladz · 1 year

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Snooze alarm .

Sev. Snape × Male Reader

Pronouns ; he/him

Summary ; m/n has fallen asleep during lunch, just like yesterday, and the day before, and the day before that... And so on...

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Severus let out a heavy sigh, his eyes drifting off to the sleeping lump in the chair next to him.

Every small snore that left the professor, who's head was cradled in his arms on the table, was slowly inching closer to Severus' nerves. Severus despised the sounds of people snoring; and he was very close to pulling corks off the nearest wine bottles and lodging them up m/n's nostrils.

But no. He couldn't. He was at the professors table for petes sake; Albus was right there at the podium, watching over the young wizards, witches and warlocks who began to feast and chatter loudly.

As Severus continued to struggle keeping his calm, m/n let out a groan of discomfort, turning his head in his slumber. His head was now facing Severus' direction, much to his distaste.

The potions master's eyes glanced at m/n for a brief moment. He was, well, rather peaceful. Severus' eyes ran over the (s/n) professor's features, taking in the man's appearance with great detail.

By the end of it, Severus felt his cheeks become a slight warmer. He wasn't sure what that was supposed to mean, and ignored it.

He couldn't help himself, and stared down at m/n again. There was definitely something about him that Severus found intriguing... Maybe it was the fact that m/n had so easily managed to fall asleep in an environment full of unbearable noise? Well, unbearable to Severus.

Severus continued to examine his colleague quietly, sneaking peeks and glances at the professor next to him. Severus then froze, feeling something gently press against his knee. He leaned back, looking under the table, and spotted m/n's leg had bumped it, now resting against it.

Severus felt his cheeks warm up even more; he was practically a tomato at this point. He scowled and moved his leg, not understanding why he was getting so flustered over a lazy little-

Severus had to stop himself.

He kept his stern expression, and decided he'd start on his lunch. It was the only way he thought of distracting himself, even if he wasn't all that hungry.

A few minutes managed to pass. Severus couldn't tell how long it had been, time wasn't something he easily kept track of. He took a sip of his goblet, then accidentally placed it down a little bit more abruptly than planned, to which the body next to him jolted.

M/n pushed himself up from the comfort of the table, and let out a few exhausted grunts. He looked around, before his sleepy gaze met Severus', who was now frowning.

“ Severus? You alright? You're redder than a beet... ”

M/n whispered, raising a brow. Severus furrowed his, and then his eyes widened in realisation. He quickly turned his head back to the table, his raven hair hiding away his embarrassed scowl.

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Some one do this. Pls. I suck at writing, and I don't wanna embarrass myself in 2 years by making something shitty or cringie.

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doomwhore · 1 year

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I really need some snape x male!reader fanfiction recs that aren't a teacher/student relationship. As much as I love my fellow snape girlies I just can't read fem insert fanfiction

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allzelemonz · 1 year

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The Death Knights: Severus Snape X Male Reader

Prompt: 12 Days of AU, Royalty Pronouns: None Mentioned, Reader is called ‘sir’ as in the knightly title and acts as a traditionally masculine knight Physical Sex: None Mentioned Rating: T/Violence Warnings: Mentions of death and war, arranged marriage, Voldemort still looks human, Snape is still a spy Summary: King Dumbledore’s precious school has fallen to the Dark King Voldemort’s forces, now they celebrate that victory.

The castle sits in ruins before you. What was once the elite training school of Hogwarts is now just a number of broken down walls and several piles of ashes. Dementors fly around, each one searching for a common muggle soul to devour. They’ll find none. The only bodies with intact souls are those of the Dark King’s forces that leave dead students and opposing knights in their wake. Your wand, like other knights’, is aimed at the familiar tower of King Dumbledore. It is the only structure still standing, but the good king is long gone with what remains of his forces.

To your left is the Dark King’s advisor, the Half-blood Prince Snape. A man that has been promised to you by order of the king since the war began. Behind him is the king himself, Voldemort. He stole the throne from his father, King Riddle, long ago and started the battle against the former allies. Now he stands behind his highest ranking knights with a grin on his face. His handsome features have barely aged over the years, but the smile set in them is unsettling. His most treasured Nagini twists around his feet and seems just as excited as everyone else.

He lets a low chuckle form in his chest as the grin spreads wider and his wand points with the rest of you as a stream of destructive magic flows towards the tower. The knights join in after the walls begin to crumble. Princess Lestrange cackles at the sight while the others cheer at the one true sight of their victory. Severus is quieter than the rest, he makes no shout for victory. His quiet nature simply has him lower his wand with a satisfied smirk and meet your eyes.

“Prince Snape, Sir (y/l/n).” The King beckons, his hand reaching out to you.

You make your way towards him, Severus just behind you. He smiles as you kneel before him and bow your head as any of his knights would do. Severus, as a prince, remains on his feet and only bows his head.

“I know this battle has been trying, take this victory to your people and celebrate.” King Voldemort sighs. “That is an order, Severus.”

“Of course, your majesty.” Your Prince’s voice is as level as ever.

You feel the King walk past you and hear the excited shout of his favorite Princess just as Nagini’s tail passes you. Severus offers you his hand and you rise to your feet. He does not drop your hand, but holds it in his. It is a quiet display of affection as opposed to the loud ones around you from the other knights. You step closer to him, just close enough to talk in hushed tones.

“Are you alright?” You ask. “I know this school meant a lot to you.”

“It,” He pauses to look up at the burning rubble in the distance. “was time.”

“Are we going to celebrate?”

He sighs. “We were… ordered to.”

“I’ll send word for the servants to acquire fire whiskey then.”

Severus moves his eyes over the crowd of cheering knights and you follow his gaze. The inner circle of advisors to the king is full of princes, princesses, and royals betrothed to any number of trusted knights of pure blood. Severus is one of few royals that only consorts with a single knight. He’s seen by the people to be more frightening because of it, but it’s something the King has never approved of. His order to celebrate was an order of suggestive nature. Severus knows that.

“When are you planning it?” You whisper.

The grimace on his face as he stares at the King answers your question. King Dumbledore contacted you both with the plan to kill the Dark King, Severus just had to find the right opportunity while you keep both of your reputations intact. One king is only a lesser evil than the other and Severus knows that more than anyone else. There’s a moment where the Dark King looks over to you two and Severus reacts quickly, holding your head in his hands as if he’d been kissing you rather than watching him.

The life of a traitor to the crown is a hard one, but Severus makes it easy. From the corner of your eye you can see the King watching even as Princess Lestrange peppers him with attention. You lean in and connect your lips to Severus’s and he has no hesitation in returning the emotion you spill out. You wouldn’t do this if the King wasn’t watching, but there is an image that must be kept. While Severus cares for you and would prove it time and time again in many ways, he is not one for public affection.

So you part from him before you really want to. At a glance the Dark King’s attention is back on Princess Lestrange, so Severus drops his hands to his side and takes a much needed deep breath. The Dementors above begin to leave, indicating that there really are no souls left except for those loyal to the Dark King. You take it as a sign to leave and apparate away with Severus at your side.

His kingdom is small, mostly full of half-bloods, but it has a good fighting force. Prince Snape takes a proportionate amount of pride in the land and its people. It’s here that Severus allows himself to envelope you in a hug that warms the both of you and melts away the slight personas of Death Knights you’re too often made to take on. The warring kingdoms aren’t done with the fight, but a break with your Half-blood Prince is welcomed wholeheartedly.

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keep-it-pottah · 2 years

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a-small-safe-place · 6 months

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Yandere Severus Snape x Potter!Reader

Severus didn't think much of you, even though you were friends with Lily. He actively tried to avoid you, considering you a Potter, and he harbored strong resentment towards your brother James and his group of friends. His infatuation with Lily left him entirely disinterested in your presence, as if your last name and older brother did nothing to change his opinion of you.

It was common knowledge that you and James were close; he played the role of a protective older brother, ensuring that nobody messed with his younger sibling. Anyone who dared to do so faced the wrath of James and the other Marauders. This was another significant reason why Severus chose to avoid you, fearing that getting close to you would make him an even bigger target for James, Sirius, Remus, and Peter.

Now, all of that feels like a distant memory. Lily and James are both gone, and you run a successful potions shop in Diagon Alley. Your shop boasts the best ingredients for purchase, and Severus has admired your work in potions. You do an excellent job, better than most, although Severus still considers himself a superior potion-maker.

While Severus once went out of his way to avoid you, circumstances have now led to consistent contact between the two of you. Every time he enters your shop, you greet him with a warm smile and inquire about how he's doing. He's surprised that someone so closely related to James Potter could be kind, but Severus understands that one's family doesn't determine their character.

On January 9th, you discreetly included a small cake in a protective case with a "Happy Birthday" message in the bag of items Severus was purchasing. Severus rarely enjoyed sweets, but it had been a long time since someone had made something for his birthday. He felt a flutter of excitement as he decided to taste the cake, finding it delicious. It was a simple, unadorned cake, something that might be served at a Muggle birthday party. Did you have feelings for Severus? Is that why you went out of your way to make him a cake? If it had been from anyone else Severus would be skeptical, but you two had a sound relationship even if it was strictly business.

As he pondered the implications and struggled with his own emotions. Severus couldn't possibly have feelings for you, he loved Lily. The cake, though, was so sweet, and it made him realize that Lily had never done something like that for him. The shameful blush on his cheeks revealed his inner turmoil. He couldn't betray Lily by developing feelings for you, especially after her passing.

Despite his reservations, you were undeniably kind, and Lily knew that. In fact, she had always wanted Severus to meet you, believing that you would become good friends. With James no longer a threat, there was no obligation for Severus to avoid you. Perhaps you could simply be friends.

As Severus spent more time with you, he found himself restlessly thinking about you. Lily's prediction proved true; you and Severus became good friends. He began to notice details about you that he had never cared to consider before. He diligently documented the information you shared with him in a dedicated journal. It may have seemed unusual to have an entire journal dedicated to one person, but Severus was never one to do things halfway. Your attentiveness motivated him to reciprocate in kind, though he aimed to do it even better.

However, the situation took a turn when you revealed that you had a partner. Severus felt his heart shatter at the news. He couldn't understand how you could betray him in this way, or more importantly, how you could betray Lily, who had sent you to him to ensure that neither of you would be alone anymore. There was only one option. Severus had to ensure that your partner would fall in love with someone else and he would have you to himself.

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androgynousafterdark · 2 months

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"Mouthy Boy."

Severus Snape x Male Reader

Smut

Minors DNI.

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Severus was very indulgent towards you. Always letting you get away with everything, always being the one to let you off if you got into an altercation with someone else, even if you started it.

He was beginning to see that he'd created a monster. You'd say and do whatever you wanted, even towards him, and it grated on his nerves terribly. Severus was a man who valued and quite frankly demanded the utmost respect at all times.

So, one day, he'd had enough of your smart aleck mouth.

It was a warm, summer day. You stayed behind at Hogwarts with him, being that you lived on your own anyway and technically lived with him. You'd gotten mouthy with him in his office, the heat making you snappy.

However, Severus was feeling snappy too, and snap he did.

In a flash, you were pinned up underneath him, bent over his desk with him pressing close behind. Naturally, you attempted to wiggle out of it, but Severus was having none of it.

"You will sit still or I will spank that disobedient little rear end of yours until you cannot stand, boy." His low, flat voice in your ear made you shiver.

As he'd predicted, you didn't listen, so he tugged your pants down, thumbing open your belt. Then, he pressed you harder against the desk with a hand on your back.

Crack. The spank rang out through the quiet of the office and was coupled only by your soft whimper of pain.

"Don't make me treat you like this. Behave."

He was beginning to think this was what you wanted, because when he spanked you again, you pushed your ass into his hand as he rubbed over the reddening skin.

"Will you be a good boy?" Severus's voice was quiet. It still held a vague threat, but he couldn't help the love that seeped into his tone. He was too fond of you, after all.

Only when you managed to whimper out a "yes," did he unbuckle his belt, still holding you against the wood of his desk.

He reached around, pressing his fingers to your lips. "Get them wet, boy. This is the only preparation you get." Severus almost smiled when you eagerly took his fingers into your mouth and began to suck on them, your tongue running over his calloused fingers.

When he was satisfied, he pulled his hand out of your mouth and began working you open, doing it as thoroughly as he could while still making it a punishment for you. He wasn't an animal, after all.

But he could see that it wasn't enough, so he decided to give you something bigger.

Severus pulled out his hard, aching length, stroking it to full hardness. Normally, he'd have you suck him before he put it in.. but this wasn't for pleasure, it was a lesson. He pressed it inside you, reveling in the way your back arched.

"Look at you.. a proper slut, aren't you, boy? So greedy for my cock."

Severus didn't wait for very long before he started up at a rough, punishing pace. He nearly lost his head when he felt your warmth clenching around him, but he preserved.

When he felt you trying to reach down and touch yourself, wrenched you up by the neck, holding it so that you wouldn't be in any actual danger if he squeezed.

"Take what you're given. I didn't give you permission to touch yourself. You like this, don't you? You like being a mouthy little boy who doesn't listen to me? Hm?" His voice was a low growl in your ear.

Severus knew you'd hardly be coherent. He knew how you got when you were stuffed full of him.

He took a sort of pleasure, knowing that your smart mouth had been reduced to whimpers and whines as he took you with reckless abandon.

Severus could feel you getting close. Today, he would be merciful. He couldn't possibly expect his boy to learn so quickly.

He adjusted, hitting that spot deep inside you that he knew would make you fall apart, over and over again.

And fall apart you did, convulsing under him as your untouched cock spattered his office floor with come, meanwhile his own release was pumped deep inside you.

Severus slowly thrust into you until your orgasm stopped. Then, he pulled out of you, turning you around to kiss you.

"There you are, sweet boy.. you know I love you. You just have to learn to watch your mouth, it's not your fault," he cooed.

Severus held you until you could gather yourself enough to stand. He helped you clean up, giving you a final kiss on the forehead before he went back to his work, thinking about how he would punish you when you inevitably spoke too freely once again.

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defectivevillain · 1 year

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dueling determination

pairing: severus snape x reader

reader’s pronouns: he/him

read the series here [unfortunately, this piece won’t make sense otherwise]

Gilderoy Lockhart just can’t seem to take a hint. The man is, in a word, an asshole. He has the most inflated sense of self-importance that you’ve ever seen in a person. Every conversation, Lockhart will brag and boast about himself, to the point where all your other colleagues are beginning to become annoyed with him too. Unfortunately, he sits next to you, so you’re somewhat unable to avoid him. At least, for a little while.

You soon begin to master the art of hasty exits from the Great Hall after meals. You arrive a few minutes early and eat quickly. The moment you see him enter, you exit. It leaves little time for discussion and even littler time for him to annoy you. Unfortunately, the professor catches on. To your immediate discontent and frustration, he starts arriving to breakfast at the same time as you. His seat is right next to yours—thank Merlin, you think sarcastically—and his desire for conversation is prevalent as always. You feel yourself growing more snappy and annoyed with each remark.

The next meal, you have a brilliant idea. You pass your seat, ignoring the confused glances leveled at you, and continue walking until you’re behind an empty chair. Relief flooding through you, you sit down and begin eating. Unfortunately, after a few minutes, someone sits down next to you. You’re a moment away from cursing Lockhart out when you realize that the professor sitting at your side isn’t Gilderoy Lockhart.

“Severus,” you remark, eyes widening as you realize that the seat you chose is directly next to the Potions professor.

“What are you doing?” Severus asks, his eyes flitting about your face as if searching for an emotion that will give him the answer. You blink up at him and he looks across the hall, to where you usually sit. Understanding falls onto his face. Lockhart sits at his typical seat. His posture is abnormally straight and his eyes flit about the area. Severus turns back to his food. “Seeking refuge, I see.” You nod and take another bite of your food, risking a glance at your old seat. Unsurprisingly, Lockhart isn’t silent.

“Merlin, does he ever shut up?” You bemoan, watching as Lockhart talks to the Muggle Studies professor—who looks rather chagrined at the thought of being in a conversation with him. Unfortunately, you don’t realize you’re starting until he’s returning your gaze. Lockhart grins and gets up from his seat. Dread coils in your chest and you watch in slow-motion as the menace himself walks over to you. You tilt your head down and stare at your plate, but it doesn’t seem to dissuade him in the slightest.

“Professor!” The Defense Against the Dark Arts professor grins, running a hand through his hair in a gesture that is clearly supposed to be attractive. Unfortunately, it only makes you want to punch him in the face. Severus is silent at your side. You have to fight to keep the disgusted snarl from your face. “You’re not leaving me all by my lonesome over there, are you?”

“Lockhart,” you greet him in response, clenching your fists in your lap. Thankfully, the tablecloth hides them from view. You have to take several deep breaths before you can continue speaking to him. “I would never. I was simply… seeking some solitude.”

“Of course, of course,” Lockhart nods. He pushes a strand of hair behind his ear and you resist the compelling urge to stand up and walk away. “I simply can’t stand people who refuse to stop talking.” At that, Severus lets out a pointed cough that sounds rather reminiscent of a snarky laugh. Of course, Lockhart doesn’t notice. He only notices what he wants to notice, it seems. You have to resist a chuckle at the irony of his statement, too.

“Anyway, did you need anything from me?” You interject before he can go into one of his tormentous spiels about his adventures abroad. Lockhart blinks at you for a long moment. You’re rather brutally aware of Severus’s presence at your side. You want to be embarrassed, but you’ve made your disdain of the Defense professor clear to Severus many times now. Lockhart simply doesn’t give up.

“I was going to ask if you’d be able to join me for a demonstration duel,” the professor eventually says, an easy smile on his face. At least, you suspect that he thinks it to be easy. To you, however, the smile looks strained at best. You inhale slowly, trying to manifest the patience you need to finish the conversation. “It’s for the dueling club I’ve started, naturally.”

“Oh, um,” you stammer, relief coursing through you when you realize that he’s just asking for academic purposes. Unfortunately, a practice duel still necessitates the professor’s presence. You sigh, not quite able to come up with an excuse on the spot. “Yeah, sure.” You see Severus eyeing you over his goblet out of the corner of your eye. You pretend not to notice.

“Excellent!” The professor remarks, before proceeding to go into painful detail about where and when the duel is. Once you catch the time and date, you let your attention wander. You’re torn out of your thoughts when Lockhart grips your shoulder briefly. “Your help is greatly appreciated.” He winks and it makes your skin crawl. You bite down all sorts of insults and instead watch silently as he walks away.

Suddenly, you’re not hungry anymore. You push your plate away from you and get to your feet. Inexplicably, Severus gets up too. The two of you share a walk along the halls, until Severus turns a corner to go to his office. You make the way back to your own office, thoughts running a mile a minute. You hadn’t really wanted to volunteer yourself for that duel in the first place, but the entire prospect felt unavoidable.

As the week continues, you begin to dread the coming duel with Lockhart. The wizard is immensely frustrating, talking your ear off at every possible moment. Despite your attempts at avoidance, you constantly cross paths with him—to the point where you begin to believe that he’s orchestrating it. You’re both grateful and miffed that your classes are keeping you busy. You don’t see Gilderoy much throughout the rest of the week, but time passes rather fast and before long, you’re standing in the room that Lockhart has designated for the duel.

“Professor!” The DADA professor greets you with a smile. “Glad you could make it. You know I greatly appreciate your assistance.”

“Any time,” you respond with a smile that hurts your cheeks. Thankfully, Lockhart is too busy with his preparations to notice the discord in your voice. You feel rather out of place, but you manage to have a few conversations with some of your students to pass the time. Lockhart seems moments from getting things started when, suddenly, the doors swing open and a commanding presence enters the room. You watch in thinly-concealed shock as Hogwarts’s Potions professor walks towards you.

“Severus?” You blink at him once, twice. He stares at you in response. You’re almost expecting this to be a fever dream, because Severus’s presence is entirely surprising. “What are you doing here?” You’re sure the relief you’re feeling is showing in your voice, but you can’t find it in yourself to care. Surely, this won’t be that bad if Severus is here.

“I’ll be your opponent,” Severus remarks, an unreadable expression on his face. You withhold the urge to grimace. Of course, you’re very grateful that you’re not alone with Lockhart. On the other hand, you had been anticipating the duel to be rather easy. Now that Severus is your opponent, you know that will not be the case. Fortunately, Lockhart gets things started before you can stammer and stutter any longer.

Gilderoy seems bent on making his presence known, as he goes into explanations concerning duels and the proper behavior when dueling someone. Admittedly, the longer he talks, the more you’re getting nervous. Severus is one hell of a duelist. You, on the other hand… Well. Your expectations for yourself are extremely low. You don’t think the duel will last much longer than a minute. Severus will beat you soundly.

Lockhart finally steps off the stage, to your simultaneous relief and regret. Before long, Severus and you are walking to the center of the stage, before turning on your heels and taking three paces forward. The moment this is completed, you whip around and cast a shield. You think it to be an unnecessary movement, but you end up blocking a curse that would’ve definitely hurt your chances at winning.

You can’t even begin to describe the duel that ensues. Your focus has never been more intense, and your movements have never been quicker. Severus is a serious threat, after all. His spellcasting is unrivaled. Hell, he’s made spells before. Merlin, you’re kind of screwed, aren’t you? Despite your rather low chances at winning, you manage to focus on the duel at hand. Severus’s command of magic is beautiful and you find yourself nearly becoming entranced by it. You’ve never been more thankful for nonverbal spells, because Severus is far too fast and agile for you to cast verbal spells with accuracy.

You have no idea how much time passes. Everything in your surroundings fades to the background. Your breaths are short and winded, but you’re certain you’ve never felt more alive. At one point, you have to wipe the sweat off your forehead from the exertion. Severus takes that opportunity and casts something at you, to which you dodge and laugh. Your voice echoes in the silent chamber and if you had time, you’d feel embarrassed. Severus’s gaze falls on you as you smile, and you take the afforded opportunity for distraction and cast a spell to disarm him. There is nothing but silence for several moments and your heart is racing as you hold Severus’s wand in your nondominant hand. You breathe heavily, taking on the shocked looks on the students’ faces. For almost an infinite amount of time, no one makes a sound. Thankfully, Lockhart must be entirely immune to the tension, because he claps his hands and makes himself the center of attention once more.

The Hufflepuff students cheer and you roll your eyes. You look to Severus, only to find that he has a rather uncharacteristic expression on his face. He almost looks impressed, awed. His dark eyes are gleaming in the low light of the room. You bite your lip and avert your eyes, passively allowing Lockhart to flit about and talk about the duel. Despite all the attention from all the students and the rather annoying Defense professor, you only really notice Severus’s gaze burning into the side of your face.

“Excellent!” Gilderoy claps, turning to address the students gathered around the space. “Well done, indeed. Unfortunately, that’s all the time we have for this week! Our next meeting will be focused on defensive charms.” With that, the students all file out of the room. You turn to Severus and hold out his wand in your palm. Severus has a complex expression on his face as he takes a step closer and reaches out to take his wand back. The look on his face is a strange mix of wariness and something darker. You’re certain that you would’ve been stuck staring at Severus for hours, if not for Lockhart clapping a hand on your shoulder and breaking the tension. The Defense professor continues to praise you, but you only have eyes for Severus’s withdrawing figure.

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daemonwhitedove · 4 months

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𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄.

Pairing: Severus Snape x Gender Neutral Reader

From the days of youth, your affection for Severus endures, despite his devotion to Lily. Even after the passage of years, your love for him remains steadfast.

fanfiction; part one. | Harry Potter

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Years had drifted by since the departure of Lily Evans, your childhood companion, and her spouse James Potter. The night replayed in your mind, as you recollected the torment that Severus experienced. The tears that marked his pallid cheek. He embraced her form for the final time. It was then that you realized that he would never relinquish her memory.

Your paths diverged when Severus became more embittered. The chill that enveloped him as he aligned himself with darkness. Perplexed and disheartened, you left the man to his bitterness and his shadowy, tormenting world. However, you could never erase the image of his countenance as you turned away and departed from him that night.

Under the moonlit sky, you uttered, 'Severus, please don't do this.' Your plea fell upon unheeding ears, as you beseeched him to understand your feelings, to requite them. Alas, the frostiness in his gaze and the curl of his lip into a scornful sneer only served to propel you further away with each passing moment.

Tears streamed down your cheeks as you clutched his hand, yearning for comprehension. Yet, he tore his hand away with a repulsive expression etched on his countenance. 'Out,' he uttered. He was prepared to let your bond perish on account of his unwavering love for Lily, for the Dark Arts, and perchance for something else unbeknownst to you.

Your heart felt constricted within your chest, as you entreated, 'Severus, do not do this.' But he met my entreaty with naught but disdain. Unable to endure his scorn any longer, you departed from him on that frigid night, when the breeze was as cold as his rejection and the night darker than the deepest shadow. It marked the bitter conclusion of your association.

Now you pondered how he fared, after all this time. Perhaps he remained embittered and still pursued the memory of Lily despite her passing. When would he come to understand? You mused.

The walls exuded a coldness, and the atmosphere was far from cheery. The Leaky Cauldron felt desolate and remote, unlike how most perceived it to be—welcoming and comforting. A sigh escaped your lips as you traced the rim of your cup with your finger. Then, you heard his voice.

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wowowobsessed · 4 months

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Dearest Divination

A Severus Snape x Male Professor! Reader :))

I don’t see a lot of Snape x male readers so I decided to make one myself, hope you enjoy!! This is my first story in a few years!! :))

✧ ~ Chapter 1 ~ ✧

You were always great at divination, and it wasn’t considered scamming muggles if it was actually true.

But here you were, getting a letter from the ministry of magic that your practice in London needed to be shut down. “Bloody gits” you muttered to yourself. In what world was your practice an issue? It’s not as if you were revealing anything about the wizarding world. And it’s also not as if any of your clients had enough common sense to realize you were a wizard.

Packing up every decoration was definitely going to be a hassle, but luckily, magic was a thing. You would of course, be sad to let go of your practice, and miss your usual customers. But you’d left them in good spirits with great advice, hopefully.

As your chose to apparate to your flat, your owl sat pecking at the window to your room. You hurriedly put down your bag and rushed to the window. Your owl pushed in angrily, having been waiting for Godric knows how long. “I’m sorry Odin, I was busy packing my things up.” He looked at you as if asking you to explain. Considering the fact that he understood you when you told him who to deliver a letter to, you felt that on some level maybe he understood everything else you would say too.

“The ministry shut me down. I had a feeling that this would happen for a while.” He looked at you apologetically. Only then did you realize that he had had a letter in his beak since you’d let him in. You took it with a thanks and opened it. It was stamped with a Hogwarts seal.

“Dear Mr. y/n l/n,

I’ve received news of your recent unemployment, and would like to offer you a position on my staff.

Unfortunately, Professor Trewlawney has had an accident with a poorly brewed memory potion and is unable to return to Hogwarts as the Professor of Divination.

Therefore, I would like to invite you back to Hogwarts as a replacement for her. Below you will find a drafted contract of what you can expect to sign if you do wish to accept this position.

Best wishes,

Albus Dumbledore”

Great, just great, did the entire wizarding world know of your shutdown? Considering the fact of how much everyone loves to gossip to the point where the daily prophet is nothing but that, you can guess that the fact that you were “a muggle scammer” was one of the headlines this morning.

Rubbing your temples due to your ever growing headache, you chose to leave the letter on your desk and just deal with it tomorrow.

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qullian · 7 months

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a seductive september.

a severus snape x male reader fic.

NSFW (blow job, rimming, penetrative sex, sub!reader, severus is a cutie patootie.)

Summary: y/n one day decides to work at home, but he just cant Seem to escape his snarky and terribly clingy boyfriend severus snape.

Disclaimer lmao: english isnt my first language so i might have some trouble with grammer and certain phrases but please bare with me, thank you.

The faint sound of the Wind could be heard from the outside as the orange and brown leaves gracefully Dance around in the Wind, it was nearing the end of september.

You were currently spending some time sorting through some things in the new house that you and your boyfriend had recently moved into.

You were in the middle of dusting off some things on the shelves when you saw something in the corner of your eye, it was your boyfriend severus who just appeared to be watching you.

You smiled slightly to yourself, ever since you and severus became a thing he had always been terribly clingy. It started off small at the begining, but now it seemed like he had to be with you constantly.

But you coudnt help but think it was cute as you begin to make your Way into the kitchen, and you see severus following you through the hallway and through the kitchen door and you chuckle before looking behind your shoulder.

“Whats up with you?” You chuckle as you look over at your boyfriend who begins to blush and looks to his side nervously as if he was trying to make it look as if he hadnt been following you around the entire time.

“Nothing, what are you even talking about?” He denied as he crosses his arms and raises an eyebrow as you roll your eyes playfully. “Nothing…” you mutter before pretending to walk out of the kitchen to see if severus would follow you again.

You look behind your shoulder and see severus peeking out from behind the door frame and staring, you then giggle as you begin to run away from him as severus gasps and also starts running after you.

You run through the house as severus runs behind you and also giggles. “Get away from me!” You laugh as you continue running and stumbling, at one point severus manages to catch up to you and he wraps his strong arms around you and throws you over his shoulders as you giggle and squirm.

“Nooo!” You protest as severus starts snickering as he carries you away “mine, all mine!” He growls playfully as he carries you up the stairs and into your and severus shared bedroom.

He places you down on the bed as you squirm and he crawls ontop too and grins as he crawls towards with a cheeky expression before tackling you into the bedsheets as he kisses you all over your face and cheekily Tickles your sides as you giggle and squirm.

“Severus stop it!” You giggle and severus giggles as well and stops tickling your sides and instead moves down to kiss your neck and you moan softly and caress his soft raven hair, and severus smirks as his hands find the buttons on your shirt which he begins to undo.

As severus managed to take off your shirt he begins kissing your chest and you moan as he kisses around your pecs and nipples, “ah…severus…” you breathe out as severus grins “good boy y/n… relax and let me take care of you…” severus muttered as his hands wander down towards your trousers.

Severus slowly took off your trousers, and he smirks as he sees the bulge in your boxers as you blush and look to your side shyly until you feel severus caressing your thigh “mm…already so exicted…” he mutters as your blush deepens.

“Lets take these off. Shall we?” Severus muttered as your eyes widen as he slowly pulls down your boxers to reveal your fully erect and throbbing cock. And severus licks his lips as you cringed slightly.

“Your so hard for me already…” he muttered as he took your cock in his hand and gently caressed your tip with his thumb as you shuttered. “Ah~! Severus..” you whimper as your boyfriend smirks.

“Is someone sensitive? its okay my sweet. Im here, we have all the time in the world.” severus words made you feel all fuzzy inside but also aroused as a bead of precum oozed out of your tip, and severus happily lowerd his head and licked it up as you audibly moaned.

“You taste ever so lovely my love…i love you so much.” Severus muttered as he smiled and stroked your cock as you bit your lip to keep you from making sound, that was until severus took your tip into his mouth as your breath hitched and your eyes widen as you looked down.

Severus happily licked up your shaft to suck on your tip before his skilled tongue turned a different direction and your eyes widen again as you cover your mouth as severus skilled and playfull tongue licked at your sensitive hole to lube you up with his saliva as his tongue gently dipped inside causing another drop of precum to leak out your tip.

“Oh my god…” you breath out as severus continued pleasuring you with his mouth as his tongue licked back up your shaft before severus took you in his mouth and gently bobbed his head up and down while swirling his tongue around your tip.

“Mmm…” severus groaned sending a vibration down your cock as your mind was completly clouded with bliss and pleasure and you reached down and gently caressed your boyfriends hair “…fuck.” You breath out as you felt yourself approaching your climax soon.

But just as you were about to cum severus removed his mouth from your cock with a pop. “Why did you stop…” you pout slightly and severus reaches out to caress your cheek. “I think you deserve to feel extra good tonight love..” severus muttered as he smiled and parted your legs again but a little more.

and you feel severus spitting onto your hole before he put his skilled tongue to work again, and he swirls it around in there and he gives you some little kitten licks just to tease you. And precum drips from your cock. “Mm..that feels good…” you moan.

You then whine as severus stops licking you but he shushed you “shh…we need to get you ready for my cock dear…” he soothed as he took off his belt as you stared as he freed his cock that was also fully erect as you bit your lip. “Lean back for me love~” he ordered seductively and you did as you were told

Severus cock rests at your hole and he lightly teases it with his cock, “relax dear…” he soothed as he leaned over you to kiss your neck softly and your breath hitched as he slowly penetrated you. “Shh…” severus whispered and you looked down curious to see his cock slowly going inside your tight hole…

“i-its so deep in…” you gasp and severus chuckles, “mm…such a good boy…taking all of my cock…” he praised lowly and he slowly begins thrusting into you. “Oh~!” You moan as severus cock rubs against your prostate with every thrust as your eyes Roll back in pleasure.

“your arse is so nicely tight…” severus growls as you blush before severus proceeds to speed up his movements and soon the sound of skin slapping and moans and whimpers from the both of you could be heard “i love you so much y/n…you make me feel so good…” severus breathed out.

This continues for a while and you feel yourself reaching your climax and you wrap your legs around him as his pace quickens and he starts stroking your cock that was currently sensitive and dripping with precum. And it causes you to cry out in pleasure. “Severus! i-im think im about to-“

You cum with a loud cry and spew your release onto your stomach and severus cums moments after and he fills you with his seed before slowly pulling back out of you, “are you okay my love..?” Severus asked as he caressed your face as layed there and panted and you nod.

severus smirks as he sees his seed dripping out of you and he mutters a cleaning spell to clean up the mess you and him had made and he kisses your forehead lovingly. “You did so well my sweet, im so proud of you..” be mutters as he lays down beside you, both of you were still nude and severus caresses your hair softly and holds you against his chest. “I love you y/n you are everything to me…”

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