AN: I swear I don't usually write stuff like this! It just popped out! I swear! Yeah… I guess some people find bondage sexy…. Who knew that Snape was a Sadist?
Disclaimer: DON'T OWN IT! The characters I mean…. And the fic…. Yeah I never want to think about Snape's love life ever again.
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CHAINS
My eyes look your way every time you walk past me. I know you can see them; you always stop for just one second to look back at me. You always act too good for me but I know better because in my dreams you come to me and you love me. You walk by, your arm around his waist, his lightly resting on your hip and a little lower.
The way your hips move as you walk with him, laughing, tossing your hair, it drives me mad. The shape of your lips draws me far more then your eyes until I want to run my tongue over them, to mar their perfect shape with my teeth, to lick the blood from them. I hate you so much it fascinates me. Every time I see you with him I want grab you, I want to hurt you, to show you how much stronger I am then him. He mocks me. If I could only have you… then I could hurt him. Then I could beat him.
At night, every night, you come to me. At night you are my slave. But only in my dreams. At night I can grab your arms till they bruise and stop you from going to him, your pathetic lover. At night I feel your skin rub against mine till it blisters and burns and we are both consumed by the fire. At night I can hear your gasps, your cries and I don't weather they are of pleasure or pain… and I don't care. All I know is that you are all mine and I can do anything I want to you. But only in my dreams.
In my dreams I see the blood running over your skin; I can feel my lips, my tongue licking it off while my hands create new cuts across your skin. Marking you as mine. I can see the chains rubbing your skin, blistering your wrists and ankles. They hold you up against the wall, restraining you, quieting your struggles. And when I'm done with you I can just look, look at you, your sweaty skin, the perfect shape of your legs, your tangled red hair. And I know, even in my dreams, that it will be that way sometime. He has promised it to me.
Even you can't fight him. No one can fight the Dark Lord. Not even you. If he says I'll have you one day then I will. After all I am his most loyal supporter. When he rules you will see the error in who you chose and you'll come crawling to me, begging me to take you in any way. And even if you don't I'll just kill your precious James and take you that way, straight from his arms. He'll be the one to hand off the bride to her new husband.
Everything I want he has told me I will get. But for now all I want is you. So when you walk past me my eyes follow, looking at that which will be mine. So enjoy Jamesy for now, girl. You'll be mine. I look at you now, your thin wrists, your slender fingers resting on his hip. They will be so easy to break, those wrists. Have you ever felt pain? Because you will. It's your destiny.
The color of passion is also the color of pain. Have you noticed? And it matches the color of innocence of perfectly. Gasps of unwanted pleasure, screams of pain and agony. Chains on the wall. Blood red on snow white. Swollen lips, exhausted emerald eyes. The darkness of a bruise and the red of a burn side by side. It's all in your future. Excited Lily? I am. I, Severus Snape, am your destiny.
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