The Very Best of Frenemies

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"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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His mother actually. She was the kind of lady who tried to raise her kids to be muggle haters. By throwing them down the stairs. Calling them worthless. Or at least him. Reggie got away without it. His fingers gently hold Snapes as he touches a scar. A painfully time with a whip.

"Not that one..."

He said, his dark eyes shining as he he stared at the other boy. He gently let that hand go as Snape smelled him. And he let him. For the moment. Snape seemed to want to explore him first. And that was alright as far as Sirius cared. For now at least.

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Not that one. Severus was curious. His fingers lingered, but only just above that scar. Was it special? Severus had no outward signs of his father's violence. His mother tended all of it with magic and droughts.

Oh, his heart was going to beat right out of his chest, Severus was absolutely certain of that. He swallowed lightly and lifted his face to mouth against Sirius's throat.

He could mark him again.

"More for that mysterious Ravenclaw," he said out loud.

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Sirius's mother was far less caring. "Scars build character" she'd always said. Sirius had never been happier to leave that house in fourth year. Even if it meant Reggie would hate him for ever.

His eyes closed as the feel of Snape's mouth. His breath hot on his neck as Sirius tilted his head to expose more of his neck for the other boy. His own hands started to undo that damn green tie of Snapes.

"She certainly seems to like biting me. That's for sure"

He answered softly, a smirk plastered along his face.

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Severus smirked just before he sank his teeth into Sirius's throat and sucked the spot into a bruise. It. Was. Perfect. Severus's fingers tugged at Sirius's shirt, pinging buttons off onto the forest floor. He was a hormonal and needy teenager. Obviously he was meant to be a bit over excited at the thought of this.

The location was not ideal, but where else were they meant to go?

Severus drew his head back to look at the damp spot on Sirius's throat.

"I think you like 'her' biting you too."

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Sirius gasped at that bite, it was hot and deep. Hurt just enough that it felt perfect. His hands tangled in Severus shirt as he bit his lip from making any moaning sounds. Can't let Snape know how much THAT felt good.

Sirius smirked as he tilted his head down to meet eyes with Snape at his words.

"Sh. Tell noone" he said, teasingly just a tad as his own fingers finally got the last button of Snape's shirt undone. And he ran his hands over that perfectly white skin. That pale body shouldn't be so hot. So, forbidden to Sirius's touch.

"Harder" He said, tilting his neck again. Come on Snape. Don't be shy. Hurt him.

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Hurt him? Severus lived for that. The next bite was for all of the jelly legs jinxes Sirius cast on him when he was carrying books down the stairs. And after that? For calling him 'Snivellus.' Severus slipped his fingers into the hair at the back of Sirius's skull and held him closer. The next bite was close to the base of his throat, especially viscious, and meant to pay him back for the terror he had Severus feel as a child.

It stopped being just about Sirius after that. The same emotion that caused the tears yesterday was back in a new and far more dangerous form.

He scratched fingers down Sirius's beck, leaving islands of bruises in lines to his chest. Those were for James Potter, for Lily Evans. For the night of the werewolf attack. For his father. For Dumbledore protecting Lupin. For a mother that never really saw passed her lust for his dad.

Sirius wanted it harder. And Severus half tore him open.

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His eyes were closed the entire time. That bite felt good in ways it shouldn't. He could feel the pain shoot though him at the scratches, his hand tangled in Snape's hair giving it a tug or two as a low moan came out the base of this his throat.

His own fingers found one of Snape's nipples and pinched it between his fingers. Rolling it between his thumb and forefinger.

That dark haired raven clawed girl was going to have a-lot to answer for in the morning. He could feel Snape's passion, his anger though every touch and scratch.

It felt amazing.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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."

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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"

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"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!

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"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.

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"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."

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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.

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

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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.

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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.