Fancy A Snack? Chapter 2::VenusEvilOverlord

A/N: Another redone version of a chapter for this one, you know, describing stuff better and correcting spelling errors. If you want the original, review. But this isn't that different, so thanks. R&R?

Severus sighed and watched as Dumbledore wrapped up the Order meeting. People were getting up, making excuses, leaving. He figured he'd better do the same. Sighing loudly and making his way to his feet, he slowly walked around the table of the dining hall of Number 12, Grimmauld Place.

Molly beamed at him. "Severus! Won't you join us for dinner?" She asked, motherly instincts nearly overwhelming.

Severus rubbed his hand over his face tiredly. "No, Molly. I really have to be going." He said, weariness lacing his voice.

"Oh, but I insist. Come, dear, we'll find you something to eat. Get some meat on those bones." She said, somewhat to herself as she guided him back to his seat.

Severus bit back a groan as he sat. "Oh, alright. Thank you, Molly." He grumbled politely.

The Weasley matriarch smiled and bustled off as the brats and the remaining Order members trickled into their seats. "Well, let's eat!" Arthur said, clapping his hands together, then sat, beaming.

Everyone ignored Severus as they did just that, except Sirius. The dog Animagus kept glaring at him from across the table, and he kept ignoring Sirius. When dinner was finished though, Sirius quickly excused himself and nearly bolted from the room.

Severus sighed and stood more slowly, said his goodbyes, and made his way out into the empty hallway. Before he got more than two steps, though, someone grabbed his arm and pulled him into the broom closet.

The Potions Master's onyx eyes narrowed in anger as the door slammed shut behind him, and he snarled, "What do you think you're doing, Black?"

"Snape. I need to talk to you." Sirius said stiffly, eyes serious. "Meet me in the library in ten minutes."

Severus sneered angrily. "And what if I don't want to talk to you?" He asked icily, folding his arms across his chest and scowling across the darkness.

"Well…" Sirius took a deep, steadying breath. "Please?" He asked, looking quiet pathetic.

That hooked Severus' attention. "Fine. Ten minutes." He spat, whirling and whipping the door open.

Light streamed into the broom cupboard, and Severus stalked out of the room, sweeping up to the library. Sirius exited the small room right on his heels, returning to the kitchen.

Twelve minutes later, he felt Sirius' breath hot against the back of his neck, and the other's presence solidly behind him. He ran his fingers along the spine of the book right in front of his face. "You're late." He said quietly.

Sirius let out an infuriated growl. "By two damn minutes. Does it matter?" He asked roughly.

"Yes." Severus said snidely, turning to face his enemy. "Now, what do you want?"

"I…um…" Sirius hesitated, running his hands through his hair. "I want you, Snape." He said awkwardly, eyes wide and completely serious, the silver depths holding no secrets.

Severus blinked, obsidian eyes wide with shock. "Wh…what?"

"I want you." Sirius repeated, more firmly. "A lot." He added softly.

"You…want me?" Severus asked, frozen in surprise as he stared at Sirius. "If this is some sick joke, believe me, I will not fall for it." Severus snarled, suddenly furious that Black had tried to manipulate his emotions once again.

Sirius shook his head, cheeks heating up in embarrassment. "No…it's not. I swear." He offered his hand, but Severus ignored it.

"Why?"

"I don't know. Honestly, I have no idea." Sirius shrugged one shoulder. "Please, Snape. Just one night. For now."

"Are you suggesting you want more of me than just a one-night-stand?" Severus asked coldly, hiding the incredulity in his voice with bitter sarcasm.

"Yes." Sirius said, obviously attempting to reassure both Severus and himself.

"I see. And what exactly would you like of me tonight?" Severus asked, raising an eyebrow.

"I would like you to let me fuck you. And then I would like to wake up the next morning with you in my arms." Sirius said, immediately rubbing the heels of his hands over his eyes. "Gods that sounded cheesy." He muttered.

Severus raised a single inky eyebrow. "Yes, it did." He agreed. "Well, you seem sincere, and it's been a long time since I've shared my bed with someone." He sighed softly, watching Sirius closely.

"Wh…what does that mean?" Sirius stammered out.

"You may kiss me, if you'd like, then we will see if we'll go any farther." Severus said smoothly.

Sirius grinned at the acceptance. "Alright." Then, he gently wrapped his hand around the base of Severus' neck and pulled the Potions Master to his lips.

After a moment of hesitation, Severus carefully kissed back, onyx eyes drifting shut. Sirius gently swiped his tongue along Severus' lips, then, with one last peck on the lips, pulled away, eyes closed.

He was breathing hard when he finally opened his eyes and gazed at Severus with bright silver eyes. "Bloody hell." He murmured.

Severus raised both eyebrows.

"I've uh…I've wanted to do that for a long time, Snape." Sirius said reluctantly. "It was better than I expected. You taste like mints."

Severus felt heats rush to his cheeks as Sirius looked him in the eyes, his facial expression goofy with excitement. "Did you like it?" The Animagus asked eagerly.

Severus' mind swam in shock at what was happening, but without giving himself the chance to back out, he nodded, biting his lip. "Yeah. It was good." He sighed quietly.

"Well. You've claimed you've wanted me. And now you've gone and kissed me." Severus responded, nibbling on his bottom lip thoughtfully. "And we both enjoyed it. So."

"Yeah?" Sirius prompted, eyes wide with impatience.

"I suppose we could try once more to make sure that we're both content as tonight's one-night-stand." Severus finished, looking up to meet Sirius' heated gaze.

The Animagus shuddered a little, then nodded. "Gods, yes, okay."

"What are you waiting for, Black? I thought you wanted me. Are you going to waste a perfectly good invitation to kiss me?" Severus drawled, watching with amusement as Sirius' expression hardened and his eyes sparked.

"Hell, no." Sirius said resolutely.

With that, he grabbed Severus' face and pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Without any warning, he shoved Severus backwards into the bookshelf, roughly holding him in place as they kissed. Sirius pressed his tongue past Severus' lips as Snape let out a muffled 'oomph', uncomfortable. Severus frantically battled Sirius' tongue with his own, struggling to force the Animagus out of his mouth.

When Sirius finally pulled back, Severus glared at him as he put his hands in his pockets and awkwardly shuffled backwards a few steps. He cast a remorseful, apologetic glance up at Severus, shrugging one shoulder again. "Sorry." He muttered.

Severus narrowed his eyes. "I don't let just anyone shove their tongues down my throat, Black. Can I consider that as a marriage proposal?" He asked disdainfully.

Sirius' head snapped up, eyes wide as saucers. "Oh, no! No! Not yet! I mean, we have years of hate to get over first, so, I mean…wait…are you saying you're going to give this a try with me?" His expression changed from surprised fright to a wide grin. "Brilliant!"

"No!" Severus snapped. "I don't even know if I'm going to let you fuck me!" He scowled at the Animagus, who bit his lip and looked ashamed.

"Oh. Okay." Sirius said sadly. "I'm sorry I kissed you…uh…roughly." He added, looking dejected.

The Animagus stood and started to walk away, shoulders slumped with disappointment. Severus made a face, realizing he would probably regret this the next morning. "Black." He called.

Sirius turned to face him hesitantly. "Yeah?"

In his most sultry voice, Severus purred, "I didn't really get enough time to tell whether or not I want to take this further than a one-night-stand, so you could always…kiss me again." He offered.

Sirius' eyes lit up, and he practically skipped back over to Severus. "Really?"

"I don't make a habit of repeating myself." Severus responded airily.

Severus didn't move away as Sirius moved closer. Slowly, Sirius' hand came up to brush Severus' raven bangs out of his face, and tucked the several loose strands behind the shell of his ear.

Then Sirius' hand slipped down to cup the Potions master's cheek in his palm. Softly caressing the pale skin, Sirius tipped Severus' head back and leaned in to capture Severus' thin lips with his own.

Severus opened his mouth to Sirius' probing tongue, a soft moan forming deep in his throat. Sirius tightened his grip on Severus' waist and gently lowered the Potions Master to the floor. Straddling the other man's hips, Sirius got on top of him and tangled his fingers in Severus' oily black hair.

Severus made a small noise in the back of his throat and shifted his hips, letting Sirius lay down between his legs and pin him even more firmly to the floor. Deepening the kiss, Sirius began to move against the other man.

The raven-haired man moaned softly and arched his back, rolling his shoulder blades as he lay beneath the man he'd hated for years, allowing himself to be debauched. Obviously agreeing, Sirius propped one of his elbows up above Severus' head and pushed his tongue further into Severus' mouth.

Briefly, they broke away for air, and Sirius only paused to meet Severus' burning, hungry gaze. A spark of passion jumped between them, and Severus leaned up to continue the kiss. Sirius' lips quirked up into an eager grin against Severus', and Severus pushed closer, parting his legs in a most unbecoming manner.

Skin prickling, Severus realized he was enjoying this rather more than was decent for a fully grown man, even more so when Sirius Black was steadfastly attempting to remove his tonsils with his hungrily probing tongue. The dark-haired, scruffy man broke away from Severus' lips and began to kiss a path up Severus' jawline.

Then, Sirius' hand travelled daringly down Severus' stomach, gently brushing against his abdomen and coming to rest between his thighs, where his fingers took a firm grip on what they found there and began to grope without shame. Severus closed his eyes again, releasing a low, heavy sigh, and parted his legs a little more, allowing the sensation to take hold of his entire body.

"Sirius…" Severus breathed, voice catching in his throat, the last syllable punctuated with a soft groan.

"Hmm?" Sirius hummed against Severus' cheek, lips pressed deftly to the smooth skin behind Severus' ear, and Severus found himself taking a soft, short intake of breath.

Sirius suddenly pulled back and smirked in a way that irked Severus whilst still enticing him. "Yes, Severus?" He asked cheekily.

Severus stared up at him, onyx eyes smoldering with desire. "Kiss me again, Black. Now." He growled, chest heaving with the effort of not grabbing Sirius' face and shoving his tongue down the other man's throat.

Sirius' smirk twisted up even further, and he jumped to his feet. Severus mewled somewhat pathetically at the loss. "No. Not here, Sev. Bedroom." Then, he reached down and hauled Severus to his feet.

The Potions Master stumbled, and Sirius steadied him, hands on the other's shoulders. "You alright?"

Severus nodded, and the two hurriedly made their way into Sirius' bedroom. When Sirius closed and locked the door, Severus hastily threw up silencing wards. Sirius raised an eyebrow, lips quirking into another smirk, and Severus flushed, avoiding Sirius' curious glance.

"Just in case we…you know. If I decide to let you fuck me." Severus gestured madly, irritated that his defenses had been torn down so easily.

Severus' hidden personality, the side of the raven-haired man that Sirius desperately wanted to get to know, was gone in an instant. But not before Sirius noticed the flash of hurt dash across Severus' sharp, angular features.

The Potions Master sneered, folding his arms tightly across his chest in an unconscious act of self-defense. "Well, if you feel that way, Black." He spat, loathing covering the confused pain in his voice.

He tried to stalk out past Sirius, but the other grabbed his elbow. "Wait! Sev, I didn't mean it like that, c'mon…" He looked up into Severus' onyx eyes from beneath his eyelashes, pouting and giving the perfect impression of a kicked puppy in the rain.

Severus faltered, than the cold mask was back in place. "What did you mean it like, then?" He demanded, wrenching his arm free of Sirius' grip. "And stop calling me Sev!"

"I like the way you think. Always prepared." Sirius said, trying to make amends.

Severus hesitated, then inhaled shakily. "I need you to promise me something, Black."

"Anything." Sirius said, eyes full of calm sincerity.

"Do not turn around and mock me. For anything. Please." Severus' voice hardened. "I will not hesitate to castrate you if you do."

Sirius grinned and gently placed his palm on Severus' cheek. "Of course. I swear I will do nothing to hurt you." He murmured soothingly.

Severus nodded curtly. "It's been a long time since I've lain with anyone, Sirius…so…" He trailed off awkwardly.

"Severus, I've been in Azkaban for 13 years, and locked up in this damn place for the greater part of 2 years. Do you honestly think I've fucked anyone?"

"Well, if you'll fuck me, I suppose your standards are pretty low." Severus muttered angrily.

Sirius snorted. "I think you're probably the best choice. I mean, you take some getting used to, but I've always kind of thought the way you move is sexy." He grinned at Severus, who stared at him in surprise.

"Really?"

"I don't make a habit of repeating myself." Sirius said, sashaying over to the bed and flamboyantly throwing the covers aside.

Severus stiffened, then realized Sirius was only teasing him playfully. With a small smirk, he followed Sirius over to the bed. "Is that so? I bet I can get you to repeat my name tonight. Loudly." He drawled silkily, watching Sirius with hooded eyes.

"Is that a challenge?" Sirius asked, raising both eyebrows.

Severus merely smirked in response. Sirius rolled his eyes, then he gently entwined his fingers with the Potions Master's and led him over to the Queen-sized four-poster canopy bed. Severus complied and lay down as Sirius gently pushed him down by laying his hands on the dark-haired man's shoulders and applying pressure.

Watching Sirius closely, Severus relaxed and fell limp as the other man straddled his thighs. "Has anyone ever told you what beautiful eyes you have?" Sirius asked softly, gently stroking Severus' raven bangs out of his eyes.

Severus' eyes went wide. "No…" He breathed, as Sirius shifted and leaned closer.

"Well, it's about time. Severus, you have the most beautiful eyes in the world." Said eyes filled with emotion, and the lithe black-clad man shuddered.

"You're lying." He muttered, casting a mildly sad glance somewhere besides Sirius' left hip.

"No, I'm not. You're a great man, Severus. And you have beautiful eyes." Sirius said, obviously being very serious.

Severus licked his lips. "I believe you." He said hoarsely.

Sirius grinned. "Good. That's all I needed to hear." Then, he leaned in and kissed Severus, gently running his tongue along the man's thin lips.

Severus obediently parted those lips to emit Sirius' tongue into his mouth. Sirius began to map out Severus' mouth thoroughly, sparks of electricity racing down Severus' spine. The Potions Master moaned softly, hips snapping up as Sirius lay down on top of him, fully covering Severus' body with his own.

Sirius chuckled into the other's mouth, which sent a shiver through Severus as the vibrations hummed against his lips. The scratchy feel of Sirius' mustache and beard tickled against Severus' pale, sensitive skin, and he made a small, rumbling noise in the back of his throat.

The dog Animagus gently trailed his fingers down Severus' chest to his hip, then even further down to his thigh so they came to rest against the small hollow where pelvis bone met leg. Occasionally, he broke away and gasped for air in synch with the other man, the two panting together.

Fingers dancing against the thick, black fabric of Severus' pants, he gently nuzzled Severus' chin, planting little chaste kisses along his long neck. "Mmm, Severus…" He mumbled, breath tickling the other's skin.

Severus whimpered and parted his legs, allowing Sirius to continue his plundering the riches of Severus' lithe, black-clad body. He slipped his fingers under Severus' waistband, kissing his way down to the other's clavicle, breathing hard.

Severus let out a breathy groan and closed his eyes, tipping his head back as Sirius tongue lapped at the soft skin, teasing him. The Potions Master found himself becoming very, very aroused at the feel of Sirius slipping down his body, tongue licking a wet trail down the rest of the column of Severus' neck.

Severus groaned again, eyes half-lidded as Sirius' nimble fingers began to hurriedly tear at Severus' clothes, unbuttoning Severus' shirt as fast as he could in the state he was in. He was as aroused as Severus was, making the fact known by shifting and letting Severus' knee press firmly against his crotch.

The deep, burning heat coiling in his belly made his cock spring fully to attention, restrained by his pants. The Potions Master moaned loudly, and Sirius grinned widely against the other's neck as he felt the vibrations travel up from Severus' throat.

As the last button of Severus' shirt came unclasped, Sirius pulled at it in a demanding manner, fingers dancing across Snape's chest. Severus mewled, then arched off the bed, rolling his shoulders to help Sirius tug the shirt off him. When it came free of Severus' body, the Azkaban-escapee tossed it to the floor, pulling back a little.

He pulled his own shirt off, Severus watching him, onyx eyes wide and burning with desire. After throwing the article of clothing after Severus', he jumped off the bed to shuck out of his pants quickly, leaving Snape panting and staring openly.

He had almost expected Sirius to be the type that wouldn't wear underwear, but Sirius was clad in a pair of bright orange boxers. Severus repressed a smirk and raised an eyebrow. "Orange?" The laughter was in his voice.

Sirius glowered, heat rising to his cheeks. "It was the last pair I had!" He exclaimed, before flinging himself onto Severus' legs. "And you are wearing way too much clothing!"

Severus Snape, the greasy dungeon bat, made a noise that could be interpreted as a squeal as Sirius Black, his sworn enemy, tugged his pants off without further ado. "I know just how to fix that!" The scruffier one teased, eyes dancing with mirth.

Severus smirked as Sirius threw his pants across the room and yanked his drawers off. Those were flung somewhere off to the right as well, and Sirius roughly grabbed Severus by the shoulders, rolling them over so Snape was on top.

Severus bit at Sirius' lips, shoving his tongue into his mouth. "Oh…Gods, Sirius…" He moaned, rubbing himself against Sirius for that delicious friction they both needed so badly.

Sirius groaned loudly and jack-knifed his body into Severus', their hips and cocks grinding together. Peppering kisses against Sirius' neck, Severus flipped them both over and parted his legs, inviting Sirius to use his body.

Sirius looked up and met Severus' gaze, eyes burning with molten lust. "You sure?" He asked. "I never thought you'd be a bottom."

Severus nodded. "Just do it…please…" He panted, fits clenching in the bedclothes. "Fuck me, please Sirius!" He begged, voice strained and desperate.

Sirius gained a feral gleam to his eyes. "Oh, Gods…fuck, Sev, fuck yes." He groaned, leaning down and sinking his teeth into Severus' shoulder.

Snape howled in pain and pleasure, arching and squirming, deliciously wanton beneath Sirius' strong, hot body. Nearly sobbing with need, Severus choked out a wandless 'accio', and something slapped into his palm.

Soundlessly, he handed the bottle of lube to Sirius, who uncapped it and spilled some of the cool liquid onto his fingers. "Ready?" He gasped.

Severus gave a jerky nod, onyx eyes smoldering. Sirius kissed the mark he'd just made on Severus' shoulder, then slowly reached down and placed his hand in between Severus' long legs. Looking up and meeting Severus' gaze, he bent his head down and blew lightly on the small pucker that made up the tight ring of muscle that was the Potions master's entrance.

Wriggling and gasping, Severus' eyes widened with desire. Sirius pressed a kiss against his entrance, then leaned back and slowly slid one finger past the tight ring of muscle. Severus whimpered in pain; it was obvious the poor man hadn't had sex in a long time.

Carefully, Sirius wriggled the finger a little, and Severus' body was wracked with dry sobs of complete, utter need. Sirius slipped in another finger, and then scissored the two. Snape keened hoarsely, eyes shut as he tried to impale himself on Sirius' fingers.

Sirius slid in his ring finger, and then brushed it over the small nub inside Severus' body. Unadulterated pleasure raced through Severus' veins, and he felt as if he was soaring on the waves of pure craving.

Sirius grinned savagely and ran his finger over that spot again. Severus sobbed, weakly wriggling beneath Sirius as the dog Animagus removed his fingers and positioned himself at Severus' entrance. He grabbed the phial off the mattress and dumped the rest of the lube onto his cock eagerly.

"Hold still." Sirius ordered, nudging the head of his cock against the pucker of Severus' entry.

Swallowing, Severus looked up, eyes wide with fright, anticipation and need. "Do it." He snarled. "Now."

Sirius nodded harshly and slowly, cautiously slipped in. Severus moaned roughly, and Sirius bit his lip to keep from pounding into the other. He moved forward, inch by tortuous inch, until he was fully sheathed inside the Potions master.

Quivering as the hot, tight arse surrounded his cock, Sirius held as still as he could. Severus slowly relaxed, panting, and nodded once, swallowing heavily. "Move." He gasped hoarsely.

Sirius, breathing ragged, complied. He pulled back a little, then pushed back in, moaning in synch with the other man. He began to thrust with short, shallow thrusts, pounding into Severus' body.

The solid smack of hips against the back of thighs combined with pants and grunts as the two fucked, heads lolling back. Reaching in front of himself, Sirius grabbed Severus cock and began to pump it harshly, the fingers of his other hand scrabbling roughly for purchase on the mattress.

Severus groaned, arching into Sirius, his body compliant under Sirius' hands. As pleasure raced through his veins, Sirius reached with his other hand to cup Severus' balls, rolling them in his palm as he fucked the Potions master thoroughly.

Suddenly, he felt Severus' cock and arse tighten, and the dark-haired Potions master came, screaming Sirius' name hoarsely. The sound of his own name coming from those lips, the silky, velvet voice laced with desperate ecstasy, drove Sirius over the edge.

He came with a spectacular orgasm, spilling his seed deep inside Severus tight arse. "SEVERUS!" He bellowed, collapsing on top of the Potions master as the shudders wracked his body.

Severus moaned softly, hands coming up to rest lightly on Sirius shoulders. "Sirius…" He panted, unable to believe how good he felt.

"Sev…mmm…" Sirius buried his face in the crook of Severus' neck, breathing hard.

"Mmm." Severus agreed before his eyelids slipped shut and he fell limp underneath Sirius.

Sirius smiled, realizing that Severus had fallen asleep in a fit of post-coital exhaustion. Chuckling quietly, he brushed the bangs that had been plastered to Severus' forehead with sweat out of his eyes.

With a sleepy grin, he performed a wandless cleaning spell and cuddled up against his sleeping lover before drifting off into the land of dreams himself.

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