Subtle Sciences and Exact Arts: A Severus Snape Kinkuary Collection

The Vow

Summary:

Severus has had enough of Bellatrix's interruptions

Notes:

Nothing like a super late post, right? Apologies guys, the weekend got away from me. Hopefully I make it up with this...

Kink: Hate Sex
Pairing: Severus Snape/Bellatrix Black Lestrange

"I don't trust him, Cissy," the dark witch hissed.

"The Dark Lord trusts him, and so do I," snarled Narcissa. The blonde witch was navigating the dark labyrinth of brick houses as she was pursued by her sister.

"You have a horrible biased history of that snake!" Bellatrix hissed as they walked over the cobblestone street, finding their way to Spinner's End.

"Severus is a good man. A loyal man." Narcissa pulled her cloak around her tighter as she stood on the stoop of the last house.

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Severus had seen the women arrive. His nerves immediately stirred— having both of the Black witches standing on his doorstep would not be pleasant. He now found himself in the middle of an argument between the two sisters and himself. Narcissa was desperate to save her son, literally throwing herself to her knees, begging and pleading. It made him feel powerful— Godly.

...and slightly aroused.

Severus had bent down, grabbing Narcissa's arms to help her stand. As lovely as she was on her knees, now was not the time nor place. He sat her down on his thread-bare sofa and poured her some more wine.

But then Bellatrix had interrupted. The woman had no fucking boundaries or respect for personal property. Had she really thought the Dark Lord hadn't ensured his loyalty? That he wasn't tortured within an inch of his life during the interrogation? Wormtail too, had played his part in irritating him today. Nosey little vermin. A few well placed stinging hexes sent him on his way. Just in time too, it seems karma wasn't done fucking him over just yet.

"I've played my part well. So well, I've deceived one of the greatest wizards of all time," he purred. It was true. He had deceived a great wizard, just not the one they thought he was talking about. Bellatrix snorted, and although Narcissa shot her an equally chastising look as the one Severus did, the darker witch still remained unable to keep her repulsive mouth shut.

"I don't doubt you, Severus," Narcissa responded. Her eyes looked so hopeful, so desperate.

"You should be honored, Cissy! As should Draco." Bellatrix was pacing, irritated. Her sister kept implying the Dark Lord was punishing Draco for his father's misdeeds, and Severus supposed there was some truth in it. He found the words escaped his lips before he could prevent them.

"I can't change the Dark Lord's mind. But it might be possible for me to help Draco."

"Oh, Severus!" the blonde dropped to her knees in front of him once more, clutching at his pants leg as she nuzzled his thigh. "Thank you! Thank you," she cried. He closed his eyes, basking in the sensation of a willing witch in front of him. His cock stirred at the mere thought.

"Make the vow," Bellatrix whispered. It was enough to snap him out of his lewd fantasy. "If you mean it... swear it. Make the unbreakable vow."

Narcissa looked up through hooded eyes, pleading as she starting to caress his thigh.

Seductress.

He remained still, hardly breathing as one sister groped him above his trousers, palming his erection while staring into his eyes, while the other sister circled him. Like a shark, hissing threats and insults into his ear.