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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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A bare back against rough tree bark did nothing but aggravate Snape's early claw marks. He was the cat to Sirius's dog, just as feral, just as potentially ferocious. He was an alley cat. A stray. Unwanted and unneeded until he wanted nothing but to lash out, even when he was being touched gently or pleasurably.

Severus gasped against Sirius's skin as his nipple was plucked at and responded by hitting Sirius's in a surreal form of retaliation. He exhausted himself before too long, running too hot too quickly.

Panting, Severus rested against Sirius's bruised chest, loving the feel of hands in his hair. It was silky, despite appearances.

That bare bark felt interesting, his eyes were clouded by lust as he tugged that hair back a little rougher then intended, so that his eyes met his. And they said it all. Filled with hate and lust. Confused and anger. Sirius flipped them around so that Snape was the one pressed up against the tree as he caught the other boys lips in a harsh kiss, biting hard down on his lower lip.

His hands untangled them from that surprisingly nice hair and ran down Snape's sides, his nails pressing into the other boy as he reached those school pants. There was no waiting this time. No chance for Snape to back out as he slid that hand down the front of Snape's pants and cupped him hard, squeezing that length with a smirk.

"Someones enjoying this" he purred as he felt Snape's length. Sirius was bigger. He noted happily.

So Sirius ended up being stronger than him? Damn it. Severus had been thrilled to think that he could pin the other boy. He shifted back against the tree, delicate skin protected from the bark by his open shirt. His chest heaved as he gazed up into Sirius's eyes, not sure if be cared for that sparkle there. Confusion was starting to outweigh all other thoughts in his head at the moment, lips parting to tell the Gryffindor to knock it off when be felt that hand against him.

Severus immediately gasped and slipped one arm around Sirius's neck nit was not quite an embrace. It would never be, he could never feel anything for Sirius that wasn't mixed with annoyance, disgust, or anger. Even with his hand down his pants.

"Do you even know what to do with that?"

It wasn't a proper snark. Not with the quiet, kittenish sounds coming from parted lips.

Sirius eye's always had a sparkle in them. After all, he enjoyed life. Lived for the thrill. And even having Snape up against a tree had a certain element of danger to it. He craved those scratches and bites but he craved more as well. Sirius's cock was starting to more of the logical thinking for him.

He rolled his eyes at that, but noted those interesting sounds coming from Snape's lips. He needed more of that. He needed Snape to admit that this felt good. That Sirius was the one to do it.

His hand quzickly undo those pants, so he could slid that warm hand into Snape's underwear and wrapped it around that cock. He almost enjoyed the way it felt in his hand. Hard and heavy. Eager. Every Snape would'nt admit to being. His thumb gently swiped over the head before he started to pump the other boy. His lips moving to gently suck on Snapes earlobe.

"More then you even know Severus"

He said his name again. This time it was dripping with lust and promises. Things he could do that would make Snapes eyes roll into the back of his head.

Severus was halfway there all ready, wicked dog! He rolled his hips forward and lifted himself onto his toes as his other arm joined the first around Sirius's neck. The tongue on his ear, the fingers on his shaft, and the cool nighttime breeze of the forest was killing him. He was sure that he was dying. This had to be what it felt like. Severus gasped when Sirius found his rhythm. He was not able to stay still. He was not able to allow the other boy to win.

So, he bit back his next trembling moan and forced himself to stop clinging to Sirius so obviously. He gripped his shoulders instead, gyrating his hips so that he, not the Gryffindor, was giving him pleasure.

And then Sirius had to go and say his name. Severus almost lost it then and there.

"I really don't... Understand the hype. Y-You're not that good," he whispered, unconvincingly.

Sirius is a wicked dog. After all. He's Sirius Black. He was almost disappointed when he felt the other moved his hands from his neck. He was enjoying the feel of the other boys closeness. More then he should no-doubt.

His eyes smirked at that challenge and his hand quickly moved away from that cock. To push Snape's pants down to his knees and he placed a hand on that moving hip. His nails cutting into Snape to force him to still. He raised his other hand to gently lick the head of his thumb before moving the wet finger down and simply ran it over that sensitive cockhead, again and again.

He was half-tempted to kneel down and take the other boy in his mouth, but, for all Sirius's bravo. He'd never done any of this before. Other then pleasuring himself. Girls were always there, boys he'd never gotten around to.

But he was confident enough he could fool people into anything.

Severus threw his head back, bark sticking into his hair, tugging at it when he turned to the side. Sirius did things to him that no one should do. And now that his had his pants and trousers around his ankles, his arms caught up in his shirt, and the most debauched look on his face, denying Sirius what he wanted was impossible.

Severus was like snow, the darkness making it impossible to tell where his old, handmedown shirt ended and his skin began. He had a lithe body, rather shapeless really, with long legs and an elegant neck. Dark hair peeked out under his arms and around the root of his cock. There was nothing on his belly at all but smooth, white skin.

That trick with the thumb? Merlin, where had he learned that? Likely one of the many, many women he shagged. Severus was caught a bit off guard, panting like a cat in heat before he took hold of Sirius's head and pulled him down for a kiss.

It was gentle, not affectionate, but not biting either. "Aaahh," he hissed into Sirius's mouth. "Little faster."

Snow. That was a good way to describe it. Sirius eye's ran over that body. There was just something about Snape. In that moment. His head against the tree. His lips parted in pleasure. That cock twitching in his hand. Sirius actually felt...No. He would'nt admit it. He would never admit it.

Of course, then that kiss threw him off. Gentle. That was something he hadn't come to expect from Snape. He did'nt reply. He just pressed his forehead against Snape's. His lips ghosting against the others as he did what he was asked. That thumb ran over that head faster as he his other hand gently dropped to Snape's balls. Rolling them between his fingers, gently tugging on them.

It was all a lost cause. Severus hen pecked tiny kisses against the underside of Sirius' jaw as his abdomen clentched. Bad. This was bad. It was too soon, or was it? The roughly half dozen times that Severus had experimented with himself (he found the thing distastefully distracting and messy) had taken much longer than this.

"Wait--"

No good. Sirius seemed to be unable to comprehend such things.

"I'm gonna--"

Too late. Severus whined against Sirius's shoulder, stained his robes, and made an utter mess of his hand.

Sirius, for his part. Simply held Snape as he came. His hand gently stroking that long silky hair almost soothingly as his hand gently cupped around the head to catch most, if not all that cum. It dripped from his hand, wet and hot as he caught round after round of Snapes cum.

Finally, it seemed to stop. And Sirius did something he'd never thought he'd do.

He raised that hand and started to lick his hand clean with his pink tongue. His eyes closed as he moaned at that taste of him. Salty yet...interesting.

Severus had happily been pressed to Sirius's chest as the trembling stopped right up until the other boy licked at his hand. Dark, beetle-black eyes flew open and be sneered in disgust. "Stop!"

He wasn't going to kiss Sirius now, no way. How bloody awful!

Severus used his shirt sleeve to clean off the rest, shaking his blushing head at Sirius. "You're a right git."

Sirius just frowned at that, taking a step away from the other boy. His hair long and dark against his somewhat tanned skin. He'd take a step too far. Clearly. He just rolled his eyes at Snape. His own cock was still hard and evidently so in his school pants.

But Sirius was bending over to grab his shirt. He took Snape's reaction as a "game over" sort of thing.

"Better me then you"

"Obviously, yes but I know half a dozen charms to clean-- Where are you going?"

Severus had a feeling that he had just become a notch. Or that it had been disgusting for Sirius after all, that taste. Didn't he taste like other people? Was there something noticeably half-Muggle about it? Severus wasn't panicking. All right. Yeah. Be was going to panic.

He watched Sirius put his shirt back on and stood there, exposed, watching him with unreadable eyes before they glazed over with shame. And finally anger, too, as his shaking hands tried to rebutton his shirt.

Dammit!

"You told me to stop"

He said, as he left his shirt open, wiping what was left of Snape's essence on his pants as he stood there. There was only about three steps between them. But it was almost as if Sirius was playing by Snape's rules. He told him to stop. He stopped. He told him to go faster. He did. And now. Snape had gotten pleasure. And told him to stop. So he did.

His eyes stayed on Snape's white chest and exposed cock. That should'nt look so...inviting.

"I told you to stop licking that," Severus frowned. "I didn't tell you to go away." That sounded so terribly vulnerable. It didn't help that he looked vulnerable too, from the neck down at least. Severus smirked and tilted his head to the side. "I'll be more clear in my orders from now on."

Orders. Yes, he picked up on that too.

"Come back."

Sirius noted that tone of voice. That look on Snapes pale face. Something new, to be sure. He'd never seen Snape look like that. It was interesting. He felt that anger flare up at that "orders" thing. He merely thought of them ore as suggestions. That he followed for once. But if Snape wanted to call them that. Fine.

Sirius took those few steps that had separated them, closing the distance till he was once against pressed up against that other boy. And no. Snape was'nt getting the choice as Sirius pressed a deep, almost loving kiss against the other boy.

Orders indeed. Please.

Severus was taken by surprise, and not exactly pleasantly so. He grunted and scratched at Sirius for exactly two heartbeats before he was utterly defeated by gentleness and, let's face it, himself. That taste was not as terrible as he first thought. In fact, it made it all the more animalistic. Severus pressed into the kiss and purred, literally purred, against Sirius's mouth.

He ought to reciprocate. Give the idiot a good wank so that he did t owe him anything. But that required no longer pressing so close or sucking on his tongue and lower lip. Two days ago and Severus was partially asexual. Now, he wanted Sirius's hands all over him without end.

It was interesting feeling. To have someone purring against your lips. Not exactly terrible. Even if it is your worst enemy. His hands smoothed down the the arch of that back, his nails making light trails down his back before he stopped at that ass he'd been looking at the other night. It was a surprisingly nice looking ass. He gently squeezed it as they kissed, gently nipping and biting that lower lip as he smirked mentally.

Alright. Maybe he could stand taking orders from Snape for a while.

Severus sucked in a breath at that particular touch. It was a bit ticklish, a bit too light. It make his skin tingle. Watching Sirius through half mast lids filled him with all sorts of euphoria. Why? He had questions and now be needed answers.

Of course Severus did notice that Sirius seemed to be waiting for him, going only so far before drawing back again. Was the Gryffindor attack dog waiting for another order? Praise? He really had no idea how right he was to classify Sirius in the canine catagory in the first place.

"Undo your trousers."

His hands slid away from that nice ass to gently run down his chest to his pants. His eyes focused on Severus. Clearly the other boy liked to give orders. Sirius was learning so much about about his new "friend". He already knew he liked it rough, and that he was sort of hot when he clung to you just before he came.

His fingers swiftly unzipped his pants and they dropped to the ground, he rarely wore underwear, other then he was sleeping.Sirius quickly kicked them away, closer to another tree. He still had his shoes on of course. Nothing more unerotic then stepping in some centaur shit. Sirius's cock was long and thin as it sprang from his dark but trimmed pubic hair, pointing to the sky as it dripped pre-cum onto the forest floor.

"Anything else?"

Severus didn't answer. He hadn't been attracted enough to anyone, male or female, enough to really study the body. So what did that mean exactly? Well it meant that Severus was a bit shy now as he gazed at the much larger, in nearly every way, boy standing so proudly in front of him.

"Shut it," was the logical response followed by long, thin fingers suddenly moving forward to brush through the mass of dark curls that trailed across his skin. There was no denying it. Sirius Black was incredibly masculine.

And had beaten him in the girth and length department!

Damn it! Severus got the premise down. Touch it until it goes off. He was just unfamiliar with it and therefore too slow and too gentle.

Snape was shy now? Sirius just smirked as he felt the others gaze on him. Taking him in. Hopefully he liked the sigh. It was hard to believe that he was standing naked, hard in the moonlight in front of all people.

Snape.

He smirked at Snape's words but shut up. For the moment. He shivered gently at the feel of those fingers. Of course, he was'nt touching it hard enough to make a difference. It was more like a teasing touch. He leaned in, close to Severus ear. His breath hot and hard on his neck.

"Might be easier for you to get down there and suck it.Severus"

He said, whispering it into Snape's ear like a naughty secret. He used his name again. He started to get use to it on his tongue.

The look that Severus gave to Sirius was smouldering and half incredulous. "You're joking." No, it turned out that Sirius wasn't. "That's disgusting." Ah the sheltered life of one Severus Snape. He could t believe that anyone would do that. Not for any reason.

He grit his teeth and gave Sirius an impressive tug instead, going from feathery light touches to rather hard, demanding ones. Oh, he'd really like to hear his name again. Breathed out like that. It would be amazing... It gave him quite the boost of confidence!

"I always knew you were dirty," he growled, "but that's a bit much."

He grunted at that tug. His hand coming up to lean against the tree as he smirked at Snape. God, he thinks that's dirty. "You really are a virgin, an'nt you" he teased softly as he closed his eyes, enjoying that hand for a moment or two before he leaned into that ear again.

"You do that for me, I'll do it for you...or anything else you want me to"

There. The offer was on the table. Sirius smirked into that ear. That hand was great Snapey. But he could be doing that alone in his room. Jerking Snape off had been fun.Though, he would have called it a night at that if he had a chance.

So Severus had no experience. The boys talked about this a lot actually but they also talked about a lot of thugs that made them seem full of shit. Severus had trust issues. He didn't trust Sirius, not for a moment. But he also had pride issues and he didn't want to back down from a challenge.

It was against who he secretly was, the Dark and powerful Half-Blood Prince.

"You're so damned worried about my virginity. I'll get rid of it then."

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Damn you phone! I thought I sent this ages ago!

XD and I was just about to pass out <3 Nice save

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