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The Very Best of Frenemies

"The Very Best of Frenemies"
Who: Severus & Sirius
When: 6th Year

No one commented on the state of one Severus Snape when he strode purposefully across the Common Room and rushed for the stairs. He flung himself into his bed and charmed the curtains to close so that he could be even more alone than his own purposeful isolation gave him. He could smell Sirius Black on his clothes and he fingers the bruise on his neck with purpose, pushing at it to relive the dull pain and kee it purple. There was something really wrong about that.

No one bothered him all night. Wearing his collar high the next day, Severus ignored the Marauders as he took his seat in Potions. He even ignored the spitballs. No need for detention. He had mushrooms to cataloge after dinner. Remus Lupin's higher voice hit his ears halfway through class: "Paddy, don't even think about it. He's not worth it." Severus turned to glance over his shoulder. His dark eyes met Sirius's. And he turned back around again. No hex. Just a sneer.

Luckily, dinner came quickly after that and, notebook in hand, Severus left early to head out into the woods.

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"And you were thinking about me and shagging girls to make yourself feel better," Severus sneered. "You can't forgive me over a word and I'm suppose to feel something other than disgust at what I let you talk me into doing?"

He didn't pull away, though he did put his hand on his wand.

"You've no idea. You'd an idiot and a fool and for Merlin's sake, get your bloody hands off of me!"

He sighed at that, his eyes closing as he pressed himself closer. His hands roaming over that body as he kissed Snape's neck. "I did'nt talk you into it. You let me do it" he said, as his hand drifted down to cup that cock though Severus pants. "And you want this again, or you would'nt have showed up"

Severus's lips pulled upwards as he breathed in time with Sirius. He focused on that crack in the wall in front of him and tried not to lose sight of it. "And--"

His voice cracked as he continued, reacting in no other way save that--

"You let him beat two teeth loose."

This entire thing was messed up. And oh Merlin, did Sirius have to be so close?

"I stared. You didn't look back. What is this? Why are you here?" Severus was just a shag. And that hurt him, but he swallowed it up.

"What would you had me do?"

He replied, his hands moving away from his body as he walked over to lean on the wall. He was partly ashamed of that. But, that was something between Snape and James. "You insulted Lily, what did you expect to happen?

He leaned against the wall as he looked over at him.

"I'm here, because you got under my skin Severus. I keep thinking about you. Your not just a shag"

Severus laughed and finally turned back to Sirius. "I insulted Lily before he tried to figure out what I was doing staring at you." He ripped open his collar. The bruises had been barely hidden by the cloth. "Or figured out who gave me these. Potter--" Disgusting, terrible, annoying Potter!-- "is a devastatingly clever boy."

Sirius was a bit dense. He went off to have fun knocking boots around the school and Severus got himself punched senseless to protect him.

"You think I came up here to be fucked, Black. And you're wrong." Well. Not really. Severus just needed his tantrum.

"And If I had lifted a finger to save you. He would have know something was up"

He said, glaring back at Snape but his eyes focused on those bruises. Like terrible reminders of what they had done. He went off to knock boots to try and knock that image of Snape out of his mind. Yet here was again> Clearly it did'nt work.

"Then why did you show up Snape? To tell me how terrible dull and dumb I am.How wrong I was? How my touch disgusted you??"

Severus pressed his pale lips together until they deepened to a cherry red. He looked at Sirius with an oddly unreadable emotion. "I didn't ask you to life a finger? No. Listen to me. You are dull. You are dumb. You're wrong, you're always wrong. And that's why my using that word is unforgivable to you and why..."

Severus was defeated. It stung.

"And why I can forget your short comings. I'm better than you, Sirius Black, but you've gotten under my skin as well."

Those words rang in Sirius's head. Sounded very much what his mother said when he finally left home. His hands curl in the castle hallway, as his anger shimmered gently. He's not wrong. He's not dumb. His eyes snapped up at Severus at "I'm better then you". Because, he was'nt. Snape was a spineless git. He had friends. A life. He could have any boy or girl he wanted and Sirius chose to fuck Snape. To come back tonight.

"And then what do we do? Severus?" He said that name again, as he gently pulled his long hair back into a poinytail. Quickly tying it up with some black string.

Severus was a boy of singular desire for self destruction. He accepted pain as a form of tenderness and took any contact as good contact. And that was why he moved across to Sirius and gave him a push, sending him into the wall.

"What do we do? We have rules," he murmured, heated, his mouth against Sirius' a moment later.

Sirius blinked as he was pushed into the wall. The cool stone up against his back, he was almost ready to push back but then those lips were on his mouth. And all that anger faded away. He melted into the other boy. His hands placing themselves on Snape's hips as they kissed. It took a good four minutes before Sirius finally pulled away, panting softly. A dull blush over his features.

"...What rules"

"Whatever we decide," Severus murmured. "Difficult rules. To keep us both safe. "I... I want you to promise that there's going to be no one else. If you want a shag, you come to me."

Sirius blinked at that rule. Because...really? That was bordering on boyfriend territory there. His hands gently squeezed Snape's waist before he pulled him close. His lips running over the shell of his ear. "And if I want it every day?"

He purred gently. It's true. Sirius was quite the horny fucker.

"Fine. My turn. You don't ever use that word about me or any of my friends" he said as he bit that earlobe gently.

Severus didn't need exclusivity for that reason. He just refused to sleep with someone sleeping with other people. It disgusted him to think of where Sirius's cock might have been. The boy wanted to put that very organ into him afterward? No. A thousand times no.

He clung to the front of Sirius's robes, fingers moving to the shirt beneath. "I won't say it," Severus promised. Compromise. It was all about compromise. "But no, you can't have sex whenever you want it. There are logistical reasons. And I'm not your whore."

He had an odd feeling that he was talking like a woman. He needed to rectify that.

"I want to try being the one to penetrate."

Hey. As long as Snape could keep him satisfied. He would hardly need to go in search of girls, now would he?

He shivered at those fingers, his near midnight eyes watching Snape. His eyebrows raised in shock. He hadn't expected Snape to agree to that. He pouted teasingly at that fact he could'nt get sex when he wanted. "Meanie"

He gently ran his fingers over those marks on Snape's neck as he nodded. He did'nt take a moment. Like he knew that was coming.

"Of course"

"And--" Yes, there were more demands. There were always more demands. Their eyes met for a moment as Severus once more ripped the buttons from Sirius's shirt. He liked being destructive, what could he say? "And if you get tired of me, you say it. You tell me. I won't hang on. I'm not those dozens of girls that still want you."

Severus tugged the shirt from Sirius's shoulders and bit eagerly into his mouth.

"Anything else?"

Sirius smirked as his buttons went bouncing to the floor. He liked that. He liked Snape's passion, his anger. It was erotic. Let that shirt fall to the floor and kissed Snape back eagerly at that kiss. Fine. One more thing.

"I'm about to show you something. If only because we can't fuck out here. Ghosts could see us" he said. As he pushed Snape away from him, maybe a little harder then intended.

"You tell no-one. And you meet me here for when...when we have our sessions"

he said, as he dragged Snape by the hand and walked down the hallway. Before stopping, turning around and walking back. He did that two more times. All the time thinking of Snape, what he looked like in the moonlight. His cock. The sound of his purrs. The way he looked when he came.

And suddenly. There was a red door there was'nt before.

"Home sweet home"

Severus blinked. He didn't care what the room was, or why there was a massive bed in it as if it knew what they needed. He wanted to know why Sirius knew about it.

Why he knew about the prefect's bathroom too. He was curious. But later. Pillow talk could answer a great deal for him. He grabbed the front of Sirius's trousers and hauled him in. The door shut.

Impressive.

Sirius smirked as he was hauled in. His hands going to Snape's robes straight away, tugging them off before doing the same thing to Snape's shirt. Buttons flying everywhere as he kissed and nipped his lips.

He'd know about the bathroom and the magical room because he's brilliant. Don't expect him to give up all the Maruders secrets.

His hands scratch down his front, before pinching a nipple hard.

There's quite a lot of violence in their dealings with each other, but if truth be told, Severus would have it no other way. He pulled away from Sirius, letting those pinches elongate he lust, and slipped his hands back to his belt to tug it open.

Once more, Severus stood with pale skin and dark eyes and bruises in front of Sirius Black. He smouldered and waited for Sirius to stop fucking him with his eyes. Severus himself was not a visual person. He noted that Sirius was charming and handsome, but nudity did not get him hard. It was the scratches. The briefness of pain. The kissing.

Severus longed to be touched. Anyway he could.

Sirius finally stopped "fucking him with his eyes" and pushed him hard back onto the bed. His hands finding Snape's pants and he tugged them down with grin. His hand ran over that now underwear clanned ass before he spanked it hard a few times for kicks.

Finally he slipped between Snape's legs, grabbing both hands and pinning them above his head as he grinned there cocks together.

Severus thrashed around, but not because he wanted to get away. No. Sirius's weight was perfect. His body arching against his own was even more perfect. The Slytherin yowled. He arched up against Sirius's naked belly. When his lips came into range, he bit and nipped and licked at them.

Passionate? Yes, Severus burned so hot under such a cold exterior that it was like being with a different person. Severus thought that way too. With Sirius...he could be someone else. For just a little while.

He smirked as Snape thrashed around. His nails digging into his Severus's wrists as he did. Trying to control him and all at the same time, loving the fact he was fighting back.

His cock was hard now, pressing up against the fabric of his underwear into Snape's hip as he grinded against the other boy. His teeth nipped and sucked at that neck again. Making fresh marks, and deepening the old ones.

He was rougher then before, hornier after a week of being denied Snape.

Violence was better than tenderness. He could feel it more. Growling very softly under his breath, Severus got one hand free -- at the expense of gouging his pale wrist on Sirius's hands. Oh, that hurt. He cried out as if he just had his cock licked.

Breathing hard, Severus dropped the tiniest of kisses at the corner of Sirius's mouth, setting that now free hand on his back. It was his turn to scratch and tear at.

Their relationship was absolutely fucked up.

Oh those noises and cries. Those were like music to his ears. His hand was free now, thanks to Snape getting away a bit. "I should spank you for that" he hissed into Snape's ear. But instead, his his hand lowered and he ripped Snape's underwear off him, leaving it in tatters as he wrapped his hand around that cock to squeeze it.

He jerked Snape hard and fast as he lowered his head to catch a nipple, biting it hard as he closed his eyes, moaning happily at the scratches.

Utterly, utterly fucked up.

And yet, it really wasn't lust. Not for Severus. The pleasure was undeniable and he had enjoyed getting off, but that wasn't the reason for this. He hissed, wounded and needy, hips lifting from the bed. Oh, he'd likely bruise it, he didn't even care if it came off. He just wanted it hard and fast. Harder. Faster. Now, now, now.

Here, Severus could be as loud as he wanted. And when he came, he came so hard that he stunned himself, his cry choking in his throat.

The Very Best of Frenemies

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