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Advent Drabble #19: fic, Flip

Title: Flip
Rating: R
Word Count: ~550
Pairings: Snape/Harry
Warnings: rough sex, somewhat dub-con
Summary: The fifth time was powerful. They both knew something had changed since the first clumsy fuck to this—this where their fingers twined and the bedsprings squeaked and their bodies sweat through the sheets, soiled the linens.
Notes: Happy holidays, themostepotente! You wanted Snape/Harry "anything goes".
Unbeta'd, so all mistakes are my own.


Their first time was unkind—Snape was cruel and cold; Harry came too quickly. They were both clumsy, fumbling with robes and ties and vests and clasps, and their fingers bruised while their mouths bit to draw blood. It was rough and hard, and when they were through, Snape's sheets were soaked with sweat. Harry left without a word.


Their second time was bittersweet, soured whiskey on Harry's breath and a look in Snape's eye that could bring down buildings. They met somewhere in the middle, between guilt and regret, and fucked like two animals released from captivity. Harry grabbed the headboard with both hands, his lithe, muscled body shifting and straining as Snape bucked into him without a sound.

Noiselessly was how Snape fucked, like a snake hiding in the grass awaiting its prey. No grunts, no moans, no begging, no compliments—this was what he deserved, to come and still be left unsatisfied.


Their third time was complicated. Snape said no; Harry did not listen. Instead of shoving Harry to the bedsheets, Snape was thrown to the floor. Harry was on him instantly, a beast who smelled his mate in heat, rutting against Snape with feral indecency. Snape had never let another man take him; it was different when Snape was in control—he could still pretend it was just about release. On the receiving end, shoved to the filthy floor and thrust into with jerking, clumsy inexperience, Snape made noises that embarrassed him.

"No," Snape said, almost desperately, his bony fingers suddenly weak as they clawed against the floorboards for purchase. "Let me up—don't let me—not like this, Potter, not like this."

"Stay," Harry commanded, his hands both fixed around Snape's throat. For once, Snape listened.

There was nothing else to do but release. When it was over, Harry did the unthinkable—he apologized.


The fourth time was better. They began to learn each other. Snape learned that Harry liked it rough. As much as Harry claimed to love control, he loved to lose it just as much. And Harry learned that for all Snape's whining, there was nothing like hearing Snape scream and howl in ecstasy when Harry entered him.

Snape liked it best when Harry pulled all the way out, teased the head of his dick in, made Snape wait and yearn and desire it before thrusting in and mounting him like a dog.

Harry liked it best when he could hold Snape down, bruise his hips or wrists—or better, his throat—and fuck as slow or fast as he felt, setting his own speed, taking exactly what he wanted. Harry liked it when Snape was a doll, worthless outside of bodily, physical pleasure.

After they finished, Harry hesitated. When his lips met Snape's, neither of them realized it was their first kiss. The tenderness seethed between them.


The fifth time was powerful. They both knew something had changed since the first clumsy fuck to this—this where their fingers twined and the bedsprings squeaked and their bodies sweat through the sheets, soiled the linens.

The kissed for endless hours, Harry's body penetrated and then penetrating, Snape's body pliant and undulating and then taut and strong.

They became two sides of a single coin; cautiously, flipped.


( 16 comments — Leave a comment )
Dec. 20th, 2009 05:33 am (UTC)
please tell me how you manage so much story in 550 words?! seriously. this is amazing! so wonderfully complicated in that delightfully snarry way.

i really loved how control was a personal issue for each of them; not just a simple matter of wanting to give it or take it from the other. also, ngggghhhhh! the sex was smoking. :D
Dec. 20th, 2009 05:38 am (UTC)
I can't even begin to describe how much I loved this - the gritty brutality; the honesty raw like an open wound.

You are incredible.
Dec. 20th, 2009 01:34 pm (UTC)
...I have realised a pattern when I leave comments after reading your *awesome* fics. It usually goes something along these lines:

Oh muh GAWD! That was brilliant and hot and -happy, excited gibberish muttering]

That is because your fics render me completely inarticulate from their brilliantness. You are just awesome like that.

Im sorry you have to keep putting up with my weird and silly comments lol.

-glomps you- <3 :D
Dec. 20th, 2009 02:52 pm (UTC)
Damn, woman! How come every fic I read of yours is just pure awesomeness?! ^_^

Either you make me melt from the hotness or you make me see a pairing in a whole new light. This fic managed both.
Dec. 22nd, 2009 02:53 am (UTC)

Thank you, lovely ♥ ♥ ♥
Dec. 22nd, 2009 10:21 pm (UTC)



*is puddle*

but this is SO MUCH MORE than sex... I'm too dumb to articulate it, but just clever enough to appreciate it and worship the hell out of you.

Dec. 25th, 2009 12:15 pm (UTC)

Darling. This is GORGEOUS. How how how do you do this tiem and again? Just, guh. Beautiful, beautiful, beautiful. You make me want to read Snarry. *dumbfounded*
Dec. 25th, 2009 12:55 pm (UTC)
Forgot I was logged in as hols - those comments are all from me. :)
Jan. 20th, 2010 09:24 pm (UTC)
Holy HELL, this is fierce and biting as acid, the kind of scorching intensity that makes me think, "Why can't I burn like that?" even though clearly this is not a safe or painless collision. You catch the cruel edges and borderline brutality of their love/hate dynamic so bruisingly, but with such elegance. In so few words, but my God, what words. And yes, as tray_la_la points out, you hit the perfect nerve, how much of it is about control, what it means to have it, to lose it, to compel each other, to have their own way.

This ficlet is like an electrical shock. And I want to feel that shock again.

MORE, please.

(Here via themostepotente's rec, btw.)
Jan. 21st, 2010 01:50 pm (UTC)
Oh, fuck me, but this is hot! And more emotionally developed than one would expect for a collection of so few words. *loves*

Edited at 2010-01-21 01:52 pm (UTC)
Feb. 8th, 2010 08:23 am (UTC)
Just a quick comment to let you know that we've added this story and "Assume the Position" to the snarry_reader on our Master List here.

If you'd like us to make any changes to the links, please let us know.

Gaycrow, on behalf of the Reader.
Apr. 12th, 2010 01:27 pm (UTC)
i love how you told so much in so little words. The characters are really alive and credible and the sex is like an expression of their relationship
May. 3rd, 2010 08:46 am (UTC)
Oh yes, this is some yummy Snarry with exactly the sort of energy I like. Mmm.
May. 3rd, 2010 07:28 pm (UTC)
I saw this rec'd on the crack_broom comm, and damn I'm so glad I did. THIS is how the Snarry dynamic should be, you portray them at their best (or worst) doing what they do best, heh. Nicely done :)
May. 23rd, 2010 02:24 am (UTC)
here via perverse_idyll's rec... and so glad I clicked. Wonderful intensity and gritty passion.
Nov. 5th, 2010 11:17 am (UTC)
here from the same rec, oh my! i undestand now why someone would rec 550 words of drabble :))))

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