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[drabble] Walk of Shame (Snarry, R)
It'ssnarry_ldws time again! Only four drabbles left, so reading and voting and being awesome will take but an instant. :D
Title: Walk of Shame
Prompts: Non-magic AU, "way to go, Harry!"
Summary: Last night was good (incredible), but it's over now.
Rating/Warnings: R
Word Count: 300
Notes: This was non-magic AU week, so I took the opportunity to turn Hogwarts into the Enterprise and Harry and Snape into Chekov and McCoy and write blatant gift!fic for_beetle_ for being AWESOME and GLORIOUS. But then this whole scene might just be plagiarized from one of her actual ST fics so I dunno how much of a gift it is...*shoves fic at teh beetle and runs away*
"Way to go, Harry!" Ron gives Harry a cheeky grin and a salute as he passes.
"He's right behind me," Harry mouths, urgent and redundant. A few paces further down the hall, Ron gives a more subdued "Morning, Doctor," and receives a grunted response. Harry speeds up.
Of course he and Snape would be going in the same direction; if Harry had planned this better – at all – he'd have been able to avoid...
"Yes, way to go indeed, Harry," Snape drawls from behind him.
Harry carefully avoids remembering how his name sounded on the Snape's lips last night. Last night was good (incredible), but it's over now... or it will be, as soon as they go their separate ways.
They reach a bank of lifts and Harry chooses one at random, trying to convince himself his stomach doesn't swoop when Snape follows him with a muttered curse.
The lift rises interminably, and Snape ignores him. Harry can't seem to keep still.
"So last night," he starts without meaning to. It gets Snape's attention for a second, a quirk of an eyebrow, a slight shift in his posture. "Er, was that a." He clears his throat. "One-time thing? Because," and Harry doesn't know because what; he's no good at talking to Snape. All he knows is how to kiss him, to hold onto him, to take him in until they're both half-blind from pleasure.
Snape opens his mouth to speak just as Harry blurts, "I really –"
Then suddenly Harry's arms are around Snape's neck, their mouths slanting messily together, Snape's tongue pushing past Harry's teeth.
"Just," Snape starts, hands warm on Harry's waist.
"Just one more time," Harry says, and then gives up talking, because if this is what one more time feels like, he'll take it.
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It's
snarry_ldws time again! Only four drabbles left, so reading and voting and being awesome will take but an instant. :DTitle: Walk of Shame
Prompts: Non-magic AU, "way to go, Harry!"
Summary: Last night was good (incredible), but it's over now.
Rating/Warnings: R
Word Count: 300
Notes: This was non-magic AU week, so I took the opportunity to turn Hogwarts into the Enterprise and Harry and Snape into Chekov and McCoy and write blatant gift!fic for
_beetle_ for being AWESOME and GLORIOUS. But then this whole scene might just be plagiarized from one of her actual ST fics so I dunno how much of a gift it is...*shoves fic at teh beetle and runs away*"Way to go, Harry!" Ron gives Harry a cheeky grin and a salute as he passes.
"He's right behind me," Harry mouths, urgent and redundant. A few paces further down the hall, Ron gives a more subdued "Morning, Doctor," and receives a grunted response. Harry speeds up.
Of course he and Snape would be going in the same direction; if Harry had planned this better – at all – he'd have been able to avoid...
"Yes, way to go indeed, Harry," Snape drawls from behind him.
Harry carefully avoids remembering how his name sounded on the Snape's lips last night. Last night was good (incredible), but it's over now... or it will be, as soon as they go their separate ways.
They reach a bank of lifts and Harry chooses one at random, trying to convince himself his stomach doesn't swoop when Snape follows him with a muttered curse.
The lift rises interminably, and Snape ignores him. Harry can't seem to keep still.
"So last night," he starts without meaning to. It gets Snape's attention for a second, a quirk of an eyebrow, a slight shift in his posture. "Er, was that a." He clears his throat. "One-time thing? Because," and Harry doesn't know because what; he's no good at talking to Snape. All he knows is how to kiss him, to hold onto him, to take him in until they're both half-blind from pleasure.
Snape opens his mouth to speak just as Harry blurts, "I really –"
Then suddenly Harry's arms are around Snape's neck, their mouths slanting messily together, Snape's tongue pushing past Harry's teeth.
"Just," Snape starts, hands warm on Harry's waist.
"Just one more time," Harry says, and then gives up talking, because if this is what one more time feels like, he'll take it.
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