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[nny]

I'm SO horny right now.

Unbelievably so.

And I have decided that you are all my bitches. :)

*hands out collars*

Write me comment smut!

*begs shamelessly*

*realises this doesn't fit the mood of the entry*

*cracks whip*

please?

Comments

[immora.livejournal.com]

Once upon a time, a mood icon and a user icon spotted each other from across the friends page.

"I'm feeling predatory," said the mood icon.

"I have a leash," said the user icon.

"Then you shall be my bitch," said the mood icon, taking hold of the leash. "On your knees!"

"But I don't have any knees," said the user icon. "I am but the lower half of a face down to the ribs."

"Oh," said the mood icon. "Well then. I shall have to find another icon to be my bitch."

The end.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

LMFAO!

Oh! Heee!

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

Depends- what kind of comment smut do you want? ^~

[villainny.livejournal.com]

I want pretty boys leaving stains all over my journal.

LMFAO.

Ooooh, dear. I should just go... um... relieve a little tension, I think. Heheheheehhehehehe.

[tammaiya.livejournal.com]

*snigger* Maybe I'll give you smut, since I'm in such a nice mood. (Er... shall we say, bored and in want of smut? *g*)

How's this, m'dear?

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

"Oh, god," Harry whined, tugging against his restraints futilely. "Please, sir!"

"Silence," Snape growled. "I've told you before, Potter, and I don't want to say it again."

Harry's whimper at this was a much better attempt at quiet, although of course he couldn't quite manage it. Snape leaned down and licked the head of Harry's cock, but when Harry moaned and bucked in response, he smacked at the boy's hip and rose. "Clearly you need reminding just who is in charge, here, Potter," he said. He flicked his wand casually and Harry gasped as he abruptly rose into the air and flipped over, landing roughly on his front.

Harry whined and rubbed his cock into the bed for the few moments that Snape allowed it, but his disobedience ceased when Snape raised his hand and let it slap down firmly on his arse. Harry stilled and drew in his breath, seeming to freeze completely. Snape smirked to himself and dealt another blow. And another, and more. Each firm smack increased slightly until Harry was shaking under the strain of remaining still.

Finally, Snape stopped. He flicked his wand again, and again Harry flipped on the bed. His wide green eyes stared up, and his obscene little mouth was silent.

Re: How's this, m'dear?

[villainny.livejournal.com]

Oh fucking fuck, woman!

*hugs*

*gropes*

Oh, man, thankyou...

Re: How's this, m'dear?

[ygrane.livejournal.com]

Guh...more.....*pants*

Part two.

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

"Will you be silent, now, boy?" asked Snape. Harry only nodded. "Good."

This time, when Snape leaned down to lick at Harry's cock, the boy remained quiet, though he seemed unable to stop his hips from jerking at the first touch of Snape's rough tongue. Snape allowed him only a few moments of the reward, however, before he rose again and moved forward.

"You've had a chance to practise, I hope," he said coolly, "since your last attempt at fellatio, Potter." Again, Harry nodded, his eyes darting away and his cheeks flushing slightly.

Snape deliberately placed his left knee on the bed next to Harry's shoulder, then quickly swung himself around so that he straddled Harry's chest, placing his cock right in range for Harry to suck -- if his neck would bend at that angle.

His neck bent at that angle. It didn't seem particularly comfortable to Snape, but he wasn't concerned. All he could think about was the way Harry's tongue curled around the tip of his cock, the way his still-innocent mouth strained to take more at each soft suck, the slight involuntary gasps of effort.

Re: Part two.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*is dead of horny*

*can no longer have "buried alive!" as an epitaph, 'cos eew. Messy.*

Part three.

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

But after long minutes, Snape looked down to see unwilling tears running down the sides of Harry's face from the pained effort to move his cramping neck, and disengaged from the bed. "Take a moment, Potter," he said, and Harry gratefully flopped his head back down onto the mattress, rolling his shoulders as much as he could within his bonds.

Snape used the time well -- he found the small bottle of lubricant on the bedside table, and before Harry had managed to completely relax, had swiftly applied two long, wet fingers to his wiggling arse. Harry drew in a sharp breath before he remembered his punishment for vocalising out of turn. Snape twisted his fingers roughly, though Harry didn't seem to view that as punishment, by the way his cock jerked at the movement.

Snape added a third finger and using the three as a wedge, opened Harry as deeply as possible. "Have you practised this as well, Potter?" he growled.

"No, sir," said Harry with a little gasp. "I don't let anyone but you fuck me, sir."

"Good," said Snape, and withdrew his fingers abruptly.

Re: Part three.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*moans incoherently*

Re: Part three.

[ladyjosephine1.livejournal.com]

Yes! More more more! Pretty please!

*smooches*

Part four.

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

Snape spent an unnecessarily long time slicking his cock, watching Harry watch him as he attentively rubbed the lubricant along every crease, every ridge of his aching cock. When he felt that he could wait no longer, he grasped one of Harry's ankles, draping Harry's leg over his arm to give him a better angle and more leverage.

He pressed his cock against Harry's arse and slowly slid inside, enjoying the rough glide, the heat, the tightness. He couldn't stop an embarrassing moan from escaping his throat, and he heard Potter echo the noise. Displeased, but unwilling to relinquish the sensation to punish, he smacked the boy's arse lightly from where he was, and Harry's moans turned to panting.

Snape began a slow, smooth rhythm, but he couldn't hold it for long, giving in and fucking Harry roughly -- faster, harder each time, fucking the boy through the mattress. Harry's dazed, blissful face seemed to present no objection, although he was incapable of holding back his moans each time Snape buried himself inside him.

Snape felt forgiving of this minor transgression. So forgiving, in fact, that he kindly closed his fist around Harry's hard cock. The boy's eyes shot open and stared down his body at the sight, and with a groan, came all over his belly and Severus's hand.

Re: Part four.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

*melts*

Part five.

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

Snape, glaring slightly at the mess but keeping his pounding rhythm, held his come-soaked hand up to Harry's face. Obediently, Harry sucked two fingers into his mouth, swirling his tongue around them as if they were a cock that he wanted to suck. Snape kept his gaze fixed on that mouth and those fingers as if they were completely foreign to him, but after a moment, the strong pull on his hand became too much for him to ignore.

He threw his head back and howled, hips pistoning furiously and fingers stabbing in and out of Harry's mouth like they were a cock, like they were an extension of his cock. He came, scant moments later, his fingers wet and roughened with Harry's tongue, his cock deep in Harry's body.

Still shaking with the aftershocks, Snape disentangled himself from Harry. "That will do, Potter," he said, his credibility slightly bent by his still shaky voice. "That will do very well."

"Thank you, sir," the boy said, his eyes limpid and serene. Snape waved his wand and the bonds disappeared from sight. "Thank you, sir," Harry mumbled again, and curled up on his side, his eyes drifting shut.

"You're welcome, Potter," said Snape.

Re: Part five.

[villainny.livejournal.com]

oh dear god. I love you, lady. *g*

Man.

I... um... yeah. I'll be back later, all. ;)

Re: Part five.

[sociofemme.livejournal.com]

Heh. See, that's what a sweet text message like the one you sent me the other day will getcha: unremitting smut when you ask for it! *g*

This is so crap. I'm so sorry. XD

[vikingcarrot.livejournal.com]

Early morning, and a small crowd of students had steadily gathered around the lake, attracted by the graceful but unusual movements of the Giant Squid. Some were whispering frantically to one another. Others were pointing, shocked and dismayed. Yet more were whistling and shouting. None were unable to take their eyes away from the scene before them.

For there, writhing helplessly in the air, was odd little Rodolphus Lestrange, completely naked, crying out softly as the many tentacles of the squid slipped their way around him. Around his neck and his pallid torso, arms pinned to his sides, up his leg, and around his fully erect cock. The tentacles gently swayed him, seeming to cradle him as they pleasured him, his long, dark hair swinging in soaked strings over his equally soaked body.

Finally, one tentacle tightened around the Rodolphus' neck, eliciting a strangled gasp, the tentacle stroking his cock following suit, and the boy came hard, choking against the powerful grip of the tentacles, as the crowd of students stared.

Several moments of tense silence passed. The last thing Rodolphus heard before he plunged into inky blackness, as the Squid unwrapped its tentacles from him and let him fall, was the indignant shout of one pretty, Asian Gryffindor:

"Hentai!"

---

Please don't hurt me. ;_;

[atdelphi.livejournal.com]

If there's one thing cluttering up my hard drive, it's Snilch smut. I have pages upon pages of the stuff. Let's see if we can't find an appropriate selection:


"Could rent you out in Knocturne Alley," Argus purred.

His fingers found Severus's mouth and he pushed them inside. "How much do you think I could charge for one of your suckjobs, eh? Do you got a galleon in this mouth...two?"

Severus moaned pathetically.

"I could make myself a rich man off of this tight little arse, that's for sure. But for now, my sweet little slut –" he whispered hoarsely, pinching the tip of Severus's cock and nearly swooning at the muffled scream. " – I think I'll be keeping you all to myself."

The lad made a choked sound, like the cawing of a crow.

"Are you crying, lad?" he asked.

Severus shook his head violently, voice wretched. "I don't know..."

He stroked Severus's cheek with his thumb; the skin was slick with sweat and tears. He felt Severus begin to shake with sobs.

"Oh...you're just perfect, aren't you," he sighed.


Will that do?