Pretty words
Pairing: Sirius Black/Severus Snape
Title: Gratification
Word Count: 270
Teeth clashed and angry hands pulled at hair. Clothes were pulled off and they pushed each other to the bed. Exclamations and snarls were heard, and then moans and panting.
Soon there was silence.
"Not bad."
"Whatever. I know I was amazing, considering the noise you made."
"Shut the fuck up, Black. You were the one moaning and groaning all over the place."
"Oh yeah? What about when I did this?" He gave a little jerk.
"Fuck. Do that again."
"What, this?"
"Yes, you arrogant shithead. Ah!"
"Mm- that feels oddly nice."
"Should I do it again?"
"Yeah! Oh, wow. Not bad yourself, Snapey."
"Fuck you."
"If you want."
"That was satisfying."
"We should do it again sometime. Eight tonight- same place?"
"You can get it up again?"
"I'm already hard."
"You're such a teenager."
"You need to stop being so old."
"Same age, Black."
"Whatever."
"Eight o clock. Don't be late."
"Sure, Snape. Try not to chicken out."
"Shut up Black. No hiding with your pet wolf."
"Fuck you."
"No. It's my turn."
"Black."
"What?"
"This is purely for the gratification."
"I couldn't give a flying crap, Snape. At the moment, you can either lie down again or I'll kiss you and shut you up that way."
"I mean it, Black. This is only for sex."
"Please Snape, if I wanted to date you I'd- well, I don't, and I never will, so shut the fuck up and come here."
"No feelings, Black."
"Merlin's sake, Snape! You're a nice fuck and we have fun. I don't give a shit otherwise."
"Good. I'm going to fuck you again."
"Go ahead."
*Whimpers and hides in the shoe cupboard in the cupboard under the stairs* My life sucks right now. I lost my creative juice, and now it's like living in the Sahara Desert, all barren plains and shifting sands, and no water or plants to liven the place up. And then you get bitten by a desert snake. Or a scorpion. And then you DIE. :(
Yeah, I'm fairly sure that dying is, in fact, the next great adventure, the only issue is is that I like to be prepared for any and all circumstances. What if you get thirsty? Or if you're female and you start your period? Can you say awkward, much? I mean, let's assume that when you die you go to the Christian Heaven (supposing it exists). You go up, and it's like, "Hey, 'sup Gabe? Hey there Raffy, looking good, huh? I like the hair, it's shiny and pretty. Pretty..." and then you're all, "Big G! What's up, man? How's the Universe hanging, padre?"
And then you feel an awkward trickling sensation and your cool shiny toga dress thing gets embarrassing red dots near your bits. And then: "Hehe, no worries, it's cool. It's just my, ah- yes, time of the month..."
And then you see the Big Man flush and scratch the back of his head delicately, and he's all, "Haha, forgot about that crucial part of the female anatomy... Good thing I've got Aunty Nature doing all the hard work."
And then the Holy Minions choke as they get the innuendo, and you're just standing there going "Whoops. This is why I always listened to Mummy and always carried a pad around..."
I think I found my juice!
YAY! :D
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