An unexpected twist
Disclaimer: I don't own any of this except the plot and i kinda want to see if people would like to read this and want me to finsh it.
(just to let you know... i can't spell to save my life)
Snape was on his way to a last minute death eaters meeting at the Riddle manor. Slowly Snape made his way inside the Dark Lord's secret hind away, as Snape went through the many hall ways he couldn't help but have a bad feeling about this meeting.
"Ah Severus, you're here…we have some things to discuss" hissed the familiar voice know as the Dark Lord, Voldemort.
Snape looked at his surroundings, to find that all the other death eaters circled both of the two men, if you can even call Voldemort a man that is, leavening Snape blocked in the room. "Milord" was the only word that came from Snape's mouth.
"Severus, you have been loyal to me through these many years, which is why I find it hard to believe, that you are in fact, against me with Dumbledore … and don't say it's not true because I have information stating so." Voldemort search Snape's face for any sign of discomfort.
Snape's face didn't betray what he thought, but his heart was racing. "And were meant that information be coming from?"
Voldemort's eyes showed a glint in them that quickly went away, followed by a sinister smirk. "Allow me to introduce my newest death eater" as on queue Draco Malfoy showed himself.
"Hello professor" Draco gave one of his smirks
"Do you deny the fact that you are against me" Voldemort sneered at Snape. Snape couldn't talk, for he thought Draco would never become a death eater, let alone betray him.
His eyes flickered to the floor while he spoke "I have nothing to say, Milord."
In an instant Snape was shocked by the Cruciatus Curse.
Snape was on all fours panting and sweating, trying to regain some strength as he heard his master yell to the others "Leave us"
None wanting to get on the Dark Lord's bad side left as soon as possible.
"Now Severus, I'd like to say that I was surprised to find that my best servant, double crossing me" Voldemort wasn't sitting anymore, as of then he was circling Snape, who was still trying to put off the pain.
"Tell me Severus, why did you go up against me?" Voldemort was in Snape's face.
"Does it even matter why, you'll still kill me" Snape couldn't look at Voldemort, so he glared at the floor, being angry with him self, the glare was easily muster.
"Severus, you think I'd kill you" after speaking Voldemort took held of Snape's chin, as he kneeled to face level with him. "I could kill you, but what would be the fun in that?" An evil smirk had slid on to Voldemort's lip before smashing them on to Snape's.
At first Snape was confused and shocked but after figuring out that his wasn't in any position to fight back, waited for the kiss to end. After what seemed like forever, Snape started to melt into the kiss. "Milord" Snape said breathless.
"Severus, I've had my eye on you for some time now" Voldemort stated as he stood. "Shall we go and talk about this in the other room" He demand more than asked.
Snape had slowly stood, still not quite sure if he should, but being obedient as he was followed the Dark Lord.
When Snape entered he saw that it was a bedroom, but not any bedroom, it was his master's room. Voldemort closed the doors and Snape could hear a 'click', indicating that the door had been locked. As Snape looked up, he could see the Dark Lord taking off his robes. At the site of this a small blush had come to his face, to hide it he looked back down.
"Milord, what is left to be said, I betrayed you, shouldn't I be killed" Snape asked trying not to think of having his master in bed. Voldemort had made is way to Snape and lifted his chin to have Snape look at him as the glint had returned to his eyes only to stay this time.
"You're right Severus there is nothing left to be said, but there is a lot to be shown" With that Voldemort had once again had his lips crash on Snape's. Melting into the rough and passionate kiss, Snape didn't scents that he was being pushed on to the bed. The kiss had started to get rougher and more lustful, making Snape moan, giving Voldemort access to his mouth. As they played with each others tongues, Voldemort search Snape's mouth hungrily.
Soon Voldemort's hands found their way to Snape's thigh and Snape's hands found their way to his master's chest.
SHOULD I CONTINUE??????
