A/N: Sirius meets someone unexpected at the brothel. twisted!Sirius/Severus. It's not really rape, though it reads that way. Severus agreed to do this (even if it's for the money), so it's consensual.
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The Weird Prompt Strikes Back! [Daily Competition]: Severus works at the polyjuice brothel brewing the polyjuice, but one night when they are very busy he is asked to take care of a customer...
Hogwarts Houses Challenges: The Quidditch Pitch - drunk
"Come on, Prongs!" Sirius said as he slapped James on the back. "Tonight is your last night as a bachelor and I think you deserve to treat yourself."
"I'm not going to this place, Sirius," James said, moving away from the loud young man and tossing the flyer back at him. "I don't want to start my marriage to Lily after sleeping with some random woman."
"But that's the beauty of this thing," Sirius said, snatching back up the flyer. "The woman can be anyone you want her to be. If she changes into Lily, then you could-"
"If you seriously believe that's not cheating or being unfaithful, then your mind is warped, Padfoot," James said, shaking his head as he left the room.
"Suit yourself!" Sirius cried out. He'd just have to partake in the goods himself tonight, after Prongs' bachelor party, of course.
Severus stood in the dim light of the small room over bubbling cauldrons, their contents threatening to boil over before he quickly lowered the flames beneath. He thought he would have come back to this godforsaken place, encouraging old married men to cheat on their wives and facilitate such debaucherous behaviour, but he needed the extra Galleons. Working at the Apothecary during the week just wasn't enough to make ends meet, and this brothel paid well enough.
The door on his right opened before a small woman walked in and said, "Severus, we need your help." The light of the torches flickered in her dark eyes, Severus noticed, as he tried to look anywhere but at her much too open robe. He really should have been used the women's choice of clothing, or lack thereof, but he still didn't feel comfortable around them.
Severus looked away, focusing his attention on the thick murky potion. "What's the problem, Catherine?" he asked.
"We've had an influx of clients tonight and-"
"You've run out of Polyjuice already?" he interrupted, a bit of surprise in his tone. He had made a large batch just few days ago, and the current batch wouldn't be ready for another few days.
"We need you to help us service the clients," Catherine ended.
"What!?" Severus shouted, his head whipping around to face her. Forget about her open robe. "You can't be serious."
"Please, Severus," Catherine said, grabbing onto his arm. "Just one. It'll be quick. Just in and-"
"No!" Severus roared. "I didn't sign up for this. I'm just here to brew the polyjuice."
"Come on, Severus. We'll give you one of the higher paying ones and you'll get to keep everything you earn."
Severus frowned as he thought for a moment. That was some serious money, which could really help him out. But how could he lower himself to something like this. "This is so demeaning," he said.
"You'll be under the polyjuice. It's like it's not even your body. And the man will probably be so drunk, he won't even be able to tell the difference."
Severus sighed before he said, "Fine. I'll do it."
"Thank you, Severus!" Catherine squealed, pressing her body against his in a hug. "It'll be over before you know it."
Sirius Black staggered into the brothel, a large sum of Galleons jingling in his pocket. He had been an amazing bestman and James' bachelor party had gone off with a hitch, if he did say so himself. However, as James, Remus and Peter headed home, the party was just starting for him.
He walked straight up the receptionist desk, his eyes lingering on the deep cleavage of the bespectacled woman sitting behind it. He dropped the large bag of Galleons on the surface and practically screamed, "A girl!" Then he added with a wag of his eyebrows, "Preferably one as pretty as you."
The woman smiled politely at him, her eyes moving slightly to the bag, before she said, "Certainly, Sir. If you'll just take a seat, I'll-"
Another girl had stepped through a beaded curtain behind the desk and leaned down to the woman's ear, giving Sirius a lovely view through the space in her robe. He wouldn't mind getting her tonight either.
But then the receptionist nodded and said, "We have one girl available now. Do you have any preferences, Sir?"
Sirius grinned and said, "Surprise me."
The other girl nodded as she walked around the desk and took his hand and led him through the beaded curtain into Room #4. He walked over to the bed as she said, "Please, make yourself comfortable. Someone will attend to you soon," before she left him in the dimly lit room.
"Alright then, the client is waiting for you in this room, Severus," Catherine said as she stepped into the employees' dressing room.
"I'm not so sure about this," Severus said, his voice no longer a deep baritone, but higher and more feminine. He looked down at the tops of his next breasts and tossed his long black hair over his shoulder as he turned to face Catherine. He was wearing one of the girl's short purple robes, with the sash tied tightly around his waist.
"Don't get cold feet now," Catherine said, pushing Severus out of the door. "You'll do fine." They walked through the hallway until they came to Room #4. "And remember, your name is Maria tonight," Catherine added before she walked away, leaving Severus before the door.
Severus took a deep breath before he stepped inside. It was quite dark in here, darker than the rooms were normally kept, but this man must really value his privacy or-
"Well, hello there," a deep voice said from the shadows. "I hope you don't mind. I snuffed the torches to enhance the experience."
Severus bit his plump lips as he tried to peer into the darkness. He recognized the voice but he couldn't place the face right now. Would anyone he know use this place? Well, Lucius did suggest it to him months ago, but he wouldn't be caught dead here himself.
He gasped, as warm hands brought him out of his thoughts, the fingers travelling across his body towards the sash around his waist. "Take this off," the man whispered in his ear, the smell of firewhiskey heavy on his breath. Definitely sloshed.
Severus brought his own hands on top of the man's, his fingers moving deftly to untie the sash before letting his robe fall to the floor. The hands wrapped around his waist, the hair on the man's hands tickling his stomach before the man whispered, "Better."
Suddenly, he was tugged towards the bed, landing on his back as the man crawled on top of him. As the man's lips covered his own, all Severus did was remind himself, It'll be over soon.
Sirius groaned, throwing his arm over his eyes. He was hot, his skin was sweaty and he had a pounding headache. He probably shouldn't have drunk that much the night before. He peeked from beneath his arm, slowly realizing the room he was in was not his own. What happened last night? Where did he end up?
Then it started to come back to him. He had come to that brothel he was telling James about after he had left the-
"Shit!" he cursed, sitting up and then falling back down with a groan. That was a bit too fast and now his head was hurting worse. He would definitely need some sort of potion and a coffee.
He turned to his left, his eyes running over the pale skin of the person beside him. Her short black hair stopped right above her shoulders and her back was kind of muscular, but what did he know? Maybe it was just a trick of his addled mind. It wasn't like he remembered much. He had no idea who he had slept with the night before, and she probably didn't even look like herself at the time. But it seemed like her first day on the job, because he was pretty sure they weren't supposed to let the client sleep in, or fall asleep next to them. But maybe, he could get one quick shag before he got out of here.
"Good morning, dear," he said, pressing his body up against her back as he placed a kiss on the soft flesh of her neck. "How about one more for the road?"
The woman stiffened in her arms before she looked over shoulder and said, "Black?"
It took Sirius a whole second before he scrambled away from the body next to him. That was a man's voice. Did he sleep with a man last night?
The man scrambled away as well, jumping out of the bed and picking up the short purple robe discarded the night before, giving Sirius a good look at his face. "Snivellus?" Sirius asked. No. No. This couldn't be happening.
"This. Never. Happened." Snivellus hissed, donning the now too-short robe and hastily exiting the room.
Sirius stared at the door for a few minutes before hiding his face in hands. His life was ruined now. He had just slept with Snivellus.